Crayon Marks on the Walls

2004-06-06T22:28:00.000-07:00

[ Timeless ]

Aurenn blinked from the leather couch of his soul and laid his expensive maitai glass carefully down on the inside table.

People say hell is blue; they're lying. It's actually very tastefully decorated, save for the bartop dancers smewhere in the behinds.

"YOU MISPLACED THE ANTICHRIST!?"
"N...No! Sister... I mean Satan Anne switched babies at the SGH by mistake!"
"THEN YOU'D BLOODY DAMN WELL...BLOODY HELL...ARGH I MEAN BLESSED HEAVEN BETTER GET THE RECORDS BACK!"

Aurenn collapsed back into the white plush armchair and blessed under his breath.

"BUTLER!" He yelled, as his head pounded like a flock of claustrophobic geese in a white box. It probably had magic hats in it.
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Oh yes, am sneaking an update! Whee! I update!

Erm, well, I wanted to type something really long and eloquent and intelligent as I normally do but unfortunately, I can't remember what I want to type.

I will give you something back soon, people, I promise!

//Edit//

I have changed my MSN font. It now looks like my handwriting.

2004-05-28T23:42:00.000-07:00

[ Woot ]

My results SUCKED! *grins*

This means I am staying home to mug mug mug mug mug half a year's worth of teaching into one month of cramming. This means also that I will no longer be able to gracefully accept invitations that pertain to my imminent departure of the household dining table on which I will be studying at.

Incidentally, I failed Literature. =P

I shall now console myself by jamming on my guitar. I have improved, oh yes I have whee~ Anyway, I suppose I shall have a proper update soon. I promise. Please tag me, sms me, please please please I'm a hermit now argh.

2004-05-17T03:27:00.000-07:00

[ Quantum Shift ]

Charles I'm insanely proud of your fantastic performance on Saturday my dear dear little brudder.

Nic, thank you, for everything I guess.

Sometimes you let yourself decide to bring someone back only to have them turn around and wave goodbye.

So, keep on running, sweetheart, they won't ever get you.

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So as per normal it's all my fault. What's new.

2004-05-04T23:35:00.000-07:00

[ -_- ]

I'm sick of the hypocrisy and I'm sick of trying to be amicable when all that happens is that I get walked over like a fucking doormat.

Close my eyes don't wanna get too sad
I think thoughts that I know are bad

-stop rant here-

Sleeping at 3am makes you cranky; especially if you had a 3-hour long family conversation on the merits of moving house, annoying roommates and general compulsive lying going along in the maternal aspects of the nucleus. It's complicated, but I suppose I've passed that stage where the forcible crying no longer comes when you need it, and sometimes sleep is the only way out.

Or not.

Close my eyes and I'll count to ten
Hope it's over when I open them

I suppose right now I really need someone, but the trouble with me is that I think I can get through this on my own. At least that's what I've wanted to believe in for forever.

So maybe my arrogance stops me from asking for help; I can never draw the line between reaching out and holding back. It's too gray for me, and I don't really like gray. Makes me grouchy.

I want the things like I had before
Like a starwars poster on my bedroom door

I wish I could count to ten
And make everything be wonderful again

I'm not the kind of person who'd expunge on my entire life story on the publicity of the internet. I'm not about to start. I dislike looking for pity by victimizing myself to such a degrading manner, hence I shall just go off and study chinese idioms (the four letter words. Heek.)

So then... I shall stop the angst here; I think the angst overload is mauling the public's brain.

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Have rediscovered the high that is Weiß Kreuz; namely their music, anyway. THey can't sing for nuts, but certain songs are quite a pleasure to listen to. Omi's "Suicide Seaside" is super trippy; it's such a song you want to sprint to. And the Aya/Ken duet -coughcoughyaoipairingcoughhackdroolnosebleed- "Casanova" is about yay-pornographic. I mean it's got the whole jazz thing going along and the lyrics oh the lyrics have you seen the english translations *dies*. But it's very nice, since I'm a fanatic of the Aya/Ken pairing evil evil me. *grin*

Vanilla lip balm leaves a subtle icecream taste on the tongue. Yum.

2004-05-03T23:57:00.000-07:00

[ Politically correct fairytale-ness ]

Welcome to Bern's Frequently Received Questions!

Any questions that you feel like asking the temporarily-mentally-enhanced member of the hermaphroditic persuasion should be covered in today's lengthy ramble. Please do not block, or crowd her internet space; people want to read too.

Let us begin on the enlightening journey, before finally embarking on the last stretches of a ramble that has died down.

1. Why do you constantly strive to type in proper english?

Because it makes me look good, look smart and generally accentuates my already-honed coherence. At least, that's what I'd like to think. Besides, I reckon it's a lot easier for mentally-enhanced people to read than deciphering internet lingo. Oh, and I'm poser what, so I must try to act smart, lah. Geez.

2. What's with your obsession with lip balm?

It's tasty. No, Tiff, I'll never let you kiss me. Erm, it's just the feminine personification of my hermaphroditic nature trying to assuage the seething masculinity that you know and love. Roar.

3. Can you really play the guitar? Or are you being poser?

Both. I can play the guitar on a strictly intermediate level; I have rendered the beginner's level non-viable, but I'm only doing this so I can be a full-blown Aminah. Aiyah brudder, go void deck, play guitar, smoke ganja, play Metallica...

4. So your favorite kind of music would be?

My J-Rock, anime music, erm, acoustic guitar pieces, Latin chamber music, choir chamber music, barbershop quartet styled acappella pieces, and Charles' guitar playing + his singing. =3

5. And such so-

Shove your bloody questions up your bloody ass, sucker.

Welcome to the end of Bern's Frequently Received Questions.

Any questions that the audience would wish to pose should be written in succinct, concise english and left on the tagboard.

To say that I have no life would be the immediate retraction of privileges given only to the class of the living. Breathing, for example. Hence I should probably not say anything.

2004-05-02T23:42:00.000-07:00

[ And the high! THE HIGH! ]

IJTP prods major posterior. We got 3rd placing~~ Yay~ And next year we shall get top spot, and such acts of superior-ness. *sighs happily*

Oh you evil person, you actually succeeded in making me blush. =P

Shall pop away to tag boards and go for AEP. Drop me an sms, or something; I need people to talk to.

Oh yeah, am ranked 20th. The worst of the best. Things like this happen only to bern.

2004-04-27T23:41:00.000-07:00

[ En Pointe ]

I'm in the mood for writing something deliciously and beautifully poetic but I simply can't because I'm an incompetent little bitch who won't ever live up to your standards because you're simply too smart and too good Karen I hate you. =)

Yeah, so I shall wallow in the fact that I'm going to get 7 out of 9 A1s for my midyears because I'm studying so hard I might puke Add.Math formula out of my ears on Friday. Note the distinctive lack in Biology training because stupid AEP teachers make you skip Bio remedial lessons to scold you upside down about art history and Not Finishing A Visual Stimuli Question.

Oh but CHIJ TP AEP SEC 2 2004 WON BEST DIRECTOR AT THE SILVER SCREEN AWARDS~

So yes well. I don't know, my command of the english language is so disgustingly horrific I might sp...expectorate. My vocabulary is so painfully limited, so far as to the fact that I'm reading the dictionary again and writing down words that I never knew existed. Strangely, most start with E.

Enpassant, I've just realized that in order to improve my dropping standard of english I must use big words whenever I can. GOD MY GRAMMAR IS GOING MY BRAIN IS SEEPING OUT OF MY EARS LET FUNCTION X EQUAL TO X-2 TRY REMAINDER THEOREM AND LOG BOTH SIDES ARGHARGH ARGH.

Sorry Alex, have to say that my Add.Math workbook and tys have ousted you from the "best friend" position. =)

FRIDAY COOKIES WHEE WHEE COME HOME AFTER EXAM REACH HOME AT 2.30 BAKEBAKEBAKE START EMATHS REVISION CHANGE GOGOGOGOGO TO SRJC AND BOUNCELAUGH DIE SCREAMING WAAAIIIII~

jS: Why don't you just TELL me what you want and I'll see when I can pass them to you? T_T I'm not going to mass-bake an entire bakery man. =P

Choc chip cookies are a definite on friday though.

WHYWHYWHY I HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU STOP SHUT UP GO AWAY BITCH DIE DIE DIE BITCH DIE NOW ARGH!

Feeling better. =)

2004-04-21T23:54:00.000-07:00

[ Desiderata ]

[ Start Digress ]

Seriously though, I've had a pretty tiring week, and I want to talk to someone except that I don't have a phone since I'm sorry if I'm sms-ing you (you people know who you are) frequently because my contact book is somewhere underneath the mess of unpacked bags and boxes.

I miss Alex muchly; if anyone sees her online or calls please tell her I said hi and I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE her. =)

My financial sources are running desperately low, so I really really want to say THANK YOU to Lucas the BDSM King-Of-The-Keychain for the commission because it came at a really oppurtune time. =]

Secondly I guess I'm becoming more shrewd; I'm not spending money ruthlessly and I can make $50 last for two weeks. And I think I shall add another branch to my already-mercenary style of living. Not only will I draw, sew and do random things for you, I will bake! I mean seriously, I think I should go into the baking business, so spread the good cheer, dovies! *looks at empty wallet*

And anyway, if some of you can stay back after finals to help me out with my AEP project, I'll love you forever. It's this video-editing thing, so I need "actors" to just mooch around and play cards while I film. That's it. Preferably in blazer because this is supposed to be some russian mafia flick for my midyear exams. *sigh*

To address all the tags:

Skye: OMGOMGOMG haven't seen you in yonks. =) Nono, this is still my blog, but I've drifted. Not that you didn't know. =)
Steph: Sorry dear, I'd call but the phone's fuxxed. =) See you on Friday too. =)
Siak: -beep-
Sen: Whee~ Lao pa tagged! =D=D=D

-Notices all the S's.-

Charmyy: Hey, you going for finals? (No duh, right.) We can both flunk chinese together!
Butler: You. Shoo. Get back to cleaning the toilets, bitch! NOW! Or I dock your already non-existant pay. =D
Auyong: Hello there, squirrel. =) Unsure of what to actually say, but hello there again anyway. =)

[ Ends digressing ]

I stole this from jS's blog. Whee.

1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
There's no book near me.

2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
Table

3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?
CSI:Miami

4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 2.57 pm

5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time? 2.51pm

6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Annoying computer noises, girls who don't know what the meaning of "SILENCE IN THE LIBRARY" is, typing and such random-ness.

7: When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
I stepped out of the classroom. To make my way to the library.

8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?
Shivana's blog

9: What are you wearing?
CHIJ uniform, and shoes.

10: Did you dream last night? No

11: When did you last laugh?
Yesterday during Mr. Ng's Amath class. =D

12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Weird "promote love for reading" posters, disinfectants, airconditioners and fans.

13: Seen anything weird lately?
Yeah, today morning in the mirror.

14(a): What book are you currently reading?
None. If the need persists, my Chemistry textbook.

14(b): What is the last book you finished?
Virginia Andrews - Flowers in the Attic. God I read the entire series. I feel guilty for exposing my highly-novelist self to such derogatory American trash.

15: What is the last film you saw?
Twisted. Repeat previous line.

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
Honestly? All the art materials I could EVER want. =)

17: Tell me something about you that I don't know.
I can't tell myself something about you that I don't know, can I?

18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
Bump Joyce Soh off the face of this planet and kill Judith Jacob because she's the only one standing in my way for ultimate power.

19: Do you like to dance?
Quite.

20: What is the last thing you ate or drank?
Grape soda.

21(a): Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Hmm, never thought about that.

21(b): Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Aurenn Lucien. =D

22: Would you ever consider living abroad?
*NOD*

2004-04-19T23:15:00.000-07:00

[ Council ]

I didn't get into council.
I'm VERY upset I didn't make council.
But then again it means I have an entire week free to do WHATEVER I WANT.
I moved house. Next to the block where people committed suicide.
I failed chinese. Again.

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NO I'M NOT HAPPY.

2004-04-15T00:04:00.000-07:00

[ Of Squashed Squirrels and Add Math ]
[ And also CAP Councillorship-ness ]

Let's see. Monday morning had the makings of a great day. As in a seriously Great Day, I say this again with capital Gs and Ds. Now the bus ride was wonderfully pleasant because I DIDN'T NEED TO WATCH FUSHIGI YUUGI WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA because it was a single-deck bus WITHOUT the god-damned TVMobile screen things. I think they should die.

But I digress. I am warmly welcomed into class with slaps on the back, god-knows-why because people are distressing in general and I choose to ignore this. Then we head down for assembly, where my dear Su Hui promptly pulls me aside and goes:

"OHMIGOD BERN BERN DID YOU SEE THE DEAD SQUIRREL??!?!?!?!" *add hysterics here*
"Uhh, no?"
"OHMIGODOHMIGODMIGODMIGOD!!! I take you go and see!!! COME!!!"
"Do I really want to see this?" I said, tentatively, my eyebrows crawling up my forehead in absolute terror.
"YES YOU WILL! LIKE IT'S DAMN GROSS LOR!"
"Exactly. It's gross. Just because it's gross, don't assume I want to see it!"
"NO!!!" *promptly drags a Bern who looks like, for a lack of a better analogy, this: 0_0;;*)

So I walk down the St. Michael's slope a little ways, to find this sorry looking brown furry thing lying forlornly on the road, on its side, with half it's head mushed and bleeding entrail, bone and suspicious looking lumps that look like brain. I mean the squirrel wasn't completely smushed into the tar and grave, it was STILL whole, it's just that it's head was half-gone and it's guts were all over the place after being forcefully ejected from possibly the only other available bodily orifice. There was blood ALL over the place with white layers of subcutaneous fat (I think) and after the carton of orange juice that I swallowed before assembly I wanted to DIE.

Contrary to popular opinion, my physical body has actually made a pact with my brain to tell it to tell my glands to produce hormonal changes that can actually be mistaken for a metaphorical heart. So yes, I have a heart. Metaphorically anyway.

The image stayed with me for the rest of the day and for two days after that. I mean I wasn't disgusted, but I felt quite...shocked. I have no idea why, I think it's because I'm PMS-sy and I might scream soon. I was just shocked to see that cute little thing lying deader than a whole bucketful of doornails bleeding like there was no tomorrow.

I was disgusted however, at the posers who were all "OMG, so cool! Aiyah, where got disgusting? Liddat only what... That's so damn cool man!", I mean would you really like people going "WOW! COOL!" at you when half your head's missing and gone? I don't think so. Squashed roadkill is NOT cool, and I think it's even more disgusting when cars can still DRIVE over the pool of red and squash the brown thing even more.

I scoff at your insecurity.

But good things happen anyway. AEP Art History lesson was ENJOYABLE. I had fun, sort of. Me and Tiffany were colour-coding mini M&Ms into little groups, making pretty patterns with them then popping them consecutively into our mouths. She made me eat all the brown ones.

Advice: NEVER pop 5 mint tictacs into your mouth at a go.

Scoring pretty well for my subjects as of yet. A1 for Literature and A2 for Chemistry, wahooey! Finally I PASSED ENGLISH WITH AMAZING SCORE Of 58! YES! I FINALLY DID WHOOPEE~ But when all's said and done I know you know that my english isn't that bad oh goodness please don't let it be that bad argh argh argh.

Oh yes. I HAVE NOT HAD THE CAP COUNCIL RESULTS YET WHY WHY WHY I'M SHIT SCARED I WANT TO BE IN COUNCIL ARGH ARGH ARGH.

I found my old journal last night; last entry written on the 12/11/03. Would love to extrapulate, save for the fact that it was written in childish 14-year-old script and I feel embarrassed. Yes. I guess, save to say that you can go to hell because I r0x0r5, I think green pen is fantastic to write with if you feel pensive.

But with the lack of anything else to say, since I can't really remember what I WANTED to say. Here's my Ode to A Math:

A Math oh A Math how should I address thee?
Your logarithms, surds, and geometry!
Combinations, permutations, inequalities!
Everytime I see the board I experience brain freeze!

When I do assignments (A cannot be P)
Hyperbolic, parabolic do they apply to me?
To calculate the values of X, first I must find Y
But when the answers come out wrong I am the first to cry!

Pages of functions that I cannot equate
My brain is trying to catch up but I fear it might be late!
And yet if I cannot pass A Math at secondary 3
From the textbook's clutches I will never be free!

A Math oh A Math how should I address thee?
Your logarithms, surds, and geometry!
Combinations, permutations, inequalities!
If I should see this one more time I think I'll go crazy!

Whoopdeedoo. ^-^

2004-04-11T02:41:00.000-07:00

[ Oops, you did it again ]

Give the fact perhaps, that blogs are used to rant, to project one's own thoughts and such. That's a given, it's understood, unfortunately when you're very well aware that certain things, once said, set yourself up to a whole slew of comments and unbirdled anger, not just against you, but possibly against your team and your entire school, I think that then perhaps you should draw the line between expressing your thoughts and outright defamation.

Another issue is that one probably finds it hard to respect the view that you put up on your blog because it really gives people a bad impression when you type such issues in very badly done english, and by that I mean grammatical errors, screwed sentence structure, countless spelling mistakes, bad overuse and misuse of vocabulary. I mean no offence to people who like to type in shorthand, really, but I think serious issues such as this have to be given a certain amount of dignity and respect, if not who's going to take you seriously?

But on the entire debate on your view vs. everyone else. Take it this way, just who do you think is going to win? No offence intended, really. But what I do think is that if you DO feel that certain things like this need to be said, sometimes it's best to make your entry private, or censor, or best, just tell someone about it and not leave it up for the rest of the circuit to read because your reputation will fly out the window, or in this case, be trampled upon by the rest of the... annoyed debaters.

And as such, you being a debater should be aware of the repercussions because you ARE aware that news travels fast, you ARE aware that debaters are intrinsically loyal to their teams AND to their friends in other teams, and you ARE aware of the very basic fact that people bloghop. So in defence, please don't give me that crap that "you didn't know", or "I have my own opinions".

Let's use an example. My own blog. Note that I have not specifically stated your school and your name even though I know who you are. See the difference? I express my views, but I don't directly flame you, because I believe that if I want to flame people the person will know who he or she is, as with you. Note though, that this isn't technically a flame because I am NOT swearing and hence, keeping my caustic tongue in check.

Good, I realize you apologized, but I think it doesn't really serve to cover what has already happened. Already I hear news and gossip about you being intensely disliked. Why? Because of one simple entry. Exactly. You know the phrase you dig your own grave right? You've probably just nailed yourself in the coffin and forgot about the most basic aspect. Air-holes.

But I digress. I think now I will take time to fully tear down your entry point by sickening little point.

Number one. Firstly you come up and tell us that my second speaker's style is too "casual for your taste". Firstly, no one gives a SHIT about what you think because are you an adjudicator? No you're not. Are you a professional debater? NO you're not. Are you her teammate or even her schoolmate? NO YOU'RE NOT. You want to talk about taste? Sorry to screw you over once, but she did win best speaker because in all effect, she's better than you are. She's also my senior, hence my violent reaction and a reiteration on my previous point.

Secondly, you insult RI. I hope you do realize that they've won the Julia Gabriel's championship for three years running. Now that, you have just opened up a can of worms. There's a REASON why they won, and that's because they beat YOU. Don't insult speakers, because they're going to turn around and bite you back. I know the first speaker personally, and by my impressions, I doubt he's gay. If you're going to insult people because you're in denial of your own perverse faults and insecurities, a blog isn't the place to do it. Sorry. Again, I reiterate the fact that people are loyal to their teams and to their friends.

And finally, please. I doubt if this'll get into your thick skull, but to quote my senior, some people don't jump on the puberty train. Unfortunately, even as a sec 4 student, you haven't even bought the ticket. But since I refuse to waste my time on a piece of carbon-based wastage like you any longer, I'll end off with a one-liner from my debate against TCHS.

In the light of your accusations to tell us to shut up just shut up shut up, I speak on behalf of all the debaters, and we tell you that you say it best when you say nothing AT ALL.

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Oh yes, on to lighter notes. THANK YOU Vince, Matt, Iz and HAZRI MY BLONDEBLONDE AC BOY~~ for paying for my ticket I LOVE YOU PEOPLE much much muchly. =)

Since the CAPpers are disgruntled about being ostracized on my tagboard nyahaha, I shall make a new one for them because I am a nice person who likes to be in the limelight and reading tags makes me feel loved and such.

Bah, the above pisses me off already. Shall update when I feel happier.

CONGRATS TO THE JUNIORS FOR BEING THE ONLY GIRL TEAM TO BREAK SEMIS!

[EDIT]

Debate Family Tree as of Today:

Sons: jS, Auyong
Daughters: Steph, Leigh-Anne by default, Sherry, Sonia, Alessa
Uncle: Junyi
Hired Help: Terence (Butler-who-does-everything-because-there's-no-one-to-lord-over-as-of-yet)

*boings* Oh the panadol high.

2004-04-04T05:32:00.000-07:00

[ Mellow my mind, mellow my mind ]

The young one watched as the nymphs pranced away on the parqueted stage, feet en pointe, ever steppng so lightly, a string of pearls on delicately formed feet. And the song of the symphony washed over her, and she too, began to sway in time to the music as she watched over the banister.

Then she turned to face the sea spray, the brine of salt and aquarine life warming her tongue. It would never be again, the laughter of the humans, the silken fabrics that caressed her skin, and the voice of Him. The one that she left all behind for.

Yet tonight, she looked into the heavens that had plagued her dreams. And they looked back at her solitary form, mocking her, chiding her. Asking her...why?

And then with a last sweeping glance around the deck, she hurled the bejewelled dagger into the sea, the jewels gleaming in the moonlight. Finally with keening, resounding wail, she threw herself over the banister, her flowing hair resplendent in the glow of the ship. As her body swandived into the blue-green waves, she became one with the sea spray, the whiteness cresting upon tall waves of glass.

Sea spray that gently kissed his cheek as she was lost in the wind.

2004-04-03T22:57:00.000-08:00

[ Growl. Rawwr. ]

Dumb fuck. I've had a shit month, a shittier last week. And this tops it all off.

I would speak to you but numero uno, I don't dare because right now you're about as pissed as I am and unapproachable and secondly, I'm in serious need of some quiet time myself. Well, if the shoe fits, I apologize. Sorry

But whatever. Yeah we won~
Go U14s and Team One! You guys r0x0r5 my s0x0r5 and all other manner of b0x0r5 it ain't funny no more. =D

Errrglerrgaarggh. My head hurts.

Thank you Stephanie Lam. Love you muchly.

EDIT: Everytime I go to Michelle Law's blog I steal something pointless. Like this!

1. First Name: Bernadette

2. Were you named after anyone: The saint. Bleah.

3. Do you wish on stars: No. They fall and make holes in things

4. Which finger is your favorite: None. I love my thumbs. =D

5. When did you last cry: Friday after quarters

6. Do you like your handwriting: The arial italic size 9 one I like. The cursive one sometimes. My calligraphy rocks. ^^

7. What is your favorite meat: Rawr. ^-^

8. Any bad habits: Too many, LAH.

9. What is your most embarrassing CD on the shelf: Erm, nothing I guess. =/

10. If you were another person, would you be friend with you?: Depends on who I was.

11. Are you a daredevil? Yesh! That's why you love me!

12. Have you ever told a secret you swore not to tell?: Not the actual secrets no.

13. Does looks matter?: Yeah. That's why you love me. =P (Yeah I'm kidding okok I have a big ego I'm fat and ugly but you love me anyway NYA.)

14. Your favourite phrase?: "Bugger you lah", "KSL" (TM)

15. Do you think there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?: Nope

16. Do fish have feelings? YES. DEFINITELY. FISH HAVE FEELINGS.

17. Are you trendy?: Nope. I -set- the trend. =P

18. How do you release anger?: Bitching, ranting, swearing, singing

19. Where are your second homes?: School. =P And the AEP lab, currently...

20. What was your favourite toys as a child?: My yoyo...and my first colourful spinning top. And those kits that you could make things from...

21. Which is your best subject?: A Maths, Literature, Geography, Chemistry, AEP. =P (I'm failing english...)

22. What subject in school do you think is useless?: Chinese. CME.

23. The first thing u notice in the opposite sex?: Eyes. And legs. What? =P (That's why I think Hugo Weaving's GORGEOUS)

24. Have you ever been on radio or television?: Yeah, in P6, in sec 1, and on radio.

25. Do u keep a journal?: A blogger and an unupdated lj.

26. Do you use sarcasm a lot?: Yes, but I bitch more though. After all, Shakespeare does agree that sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.

27. Have you ever been in a mosh pit?: ^_____________________^

28. What do you look for in a guy/girl?: Honesty, intelligence (have half a brain at least, please), can click with me mentally and emotionally (DAMN YOU), someone who remembers that I'm actually female even though I might have more balls than he does, humor (self-deprecating big plus), genki and outgoing who'll do stupid things with me (like dragonboating on a rainy day or something)

29. What are your nicknames? Bern, Net, Netnet (ask not. Really), Xiu, Xiuxiu (ask not either), char bo, "that bloody bitch" (yeah, a better one than you are.)

30. Would you bungee?: Hell yeah. =D

31. Do you un-tie your shoelaces when you take them off?: No

32. What are you worried about right now? AEP, midyears, RMUN, resettling

33. Do you ever wear overalls?: Aprons yes, overalls no. (Yeah, grin why don't you. Cookie baking person. Bah)

34. Favourite drink?: Coke. COKE!

35. What's your favourite ice cream flavour? Vanilla, butterscotch and lime/lemon sorbet. Not all at a go though, you damn pricks.

36. Whats your top priority: Studies, AEP, debate

37. What is your least favourite thing in the world? Debate. =P It's a love-hate relationship thing with the monster that has overrun my life! ;_;

38. How many wisdom teeth do you have? 2

39. Are you in love with anyone? If you could say that. I'm more in lust than anything else. *nosebleeds* (Shut up, bitch. You know who you are. =P)

40. How many people have a crush on you right now?: Don't know don't want to know. 0_0;;

[ Distressed ]

2004-04-01T22:54:00.000-08:00

[ Ladies and Gentlemen, I Say Screw ]

Well, the day has gone by pretty uneventfully. Had a disgustingly heavy literature CA on A View From The Bridge today morning, for the first two periods followed by a Comprehension test IMMEDIATELY after.

My wrist is now making noise. As in literally. I mean squeakasqueakacrackOUCH. You get the drift.

Stephanie has been nice to make me feel slightly better because I'm sickeningly depressed and distressed and all other manner of adjectives that begin with D because I like alliteration muchly. I might scream soon.

Oh yes! AEP outing to the museum on April Fool's was immensely enjoyable. It was this little thing on Modernism (Which I LOVE), and it was actually quite great. Felt much more relaxed after looking at the video and art installations (Buzzpool, Liverpool UK!), and oh my bleeding foot I saw a REAL Kandinsky! An authentic, first-copy, flown-in-from-famous-museum-to-grace-non-existant-Singapore-art-scene KANDINSKY. I mean, GOD! To add to other spasms of sick delight, I witnessed the wonderful discovery of a Rothko, Picasso (Still Life With Guitar 1924), and a MONDRIAN. *dies from almost-but-not-quite-orgasmic-delight* Had to do a little presentation on the Picasso piece after the outing and I must admit, it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be.

Which leads me to say, quite grudgingly, that Mr Tan WK is an OK teacher when he does a one-on-one but teaching a class is definitely not his forte.

Hi Kassandra. Hi to you too. ^-^

The rain's not letting up, and because it's disgustingly humid, I am going to hermit-ize myself and not leave Computer Lab 1, because it's comfortably air-conditioned with a decent connection speed. Plus of course the fact that I'm updating this blog with a slightly-more-than-inane piece of literary crap. It's the kind of rain which is lukewarm and sticky and CLINGS to your skin so you feel really icky and a bath sounds like heaven. So like until the rain stops and I can go to Val's house to prep case for tomorrow's U14, I shall be here, blogstalking (TM) and mooching around gen'rally.

Basically I can summarize the way I feel via analogy.

Take a bright tartan.

Sprinkle confetti on the bright tartan.

Garnish generously with stobe lights.

Take a chameleon.

Put the chameleon on the bright tartan sprinkled with confetti and garnished generously with strobe lights.

Watch the chameleon.

See?

Got to love Pratchett, baby. Catch you later, mon ami!

2004-03-31T02:45:00.000-08:00

[ ACS Barker ]

Am blogging not-quite-secretly on the ACS(Buggers) computer in the nice room they term the "fishbowl". Am not exactly looking forward to Friday; I feel quite mooched. Erm, well, to clear stuff up, this is my second JGs. =) I spoke for one round last year in team 2 as a first prop, so now I'm a third!

(Noticed that all the third speakers so far in CHIJ TP are all from 1/1 and AEP. No discrepancy meant, just something odd I realized)

Oh boy, I see the bitching going on already. The IJ vs TCHS pre-debate Bitching About the Other Team. (Must admit, I've been guiltily indulging in this sick pleasure. =) But whichever, I shall cheer loudly for everyone because my team rocks and so do the MRT people. =)

Yi-An, I -won't- change the cursor because I LIKE IT. It is cute, effeminate and actually quite me. Besides, it saves me the trouble of going to check my clock.

Would rant long and hard about WK Tan, but I realized that Mr. Ng, my form teacher, reads my blog. This is not highly disturbing as I thought it would be but it's not going to stop me from swearing freely. Bah. Well well, HI MR NG! I HOPE YOU FIND IT VAGUELY INTERESTING! (And if you see this, tag)

Jeez. Shoot me.

I hope IJ wins, but I know TCHS will work really hard! Gambatte minna-san! ^-^

(Will attempt to update properly once I get the chance) Thanks all who tagged, nice to know people think and bitch about me! Tag some more! ^^

2004-03-27T03:13:00.000-08:00

[ Loss ]

We lost.
When I say "we lost", I say it very calmly, apathetically, stolidly. Betraying whatever emotion I wish to feel right now. I would like to take a chair and possibly shove a leg up my eye, but I shan't. I would like to eat arsenic-covered doughnuts, because every rebuttal the adjudicators told us to throw out, I had it. When I look through my book, I could tear off these pages and stuff them down my throat.
When I say "we lost", I feel strangely acceptant, I suppose. I congratulated TCHS, and the shock is settling in. They trained hard for it, and I grudgingly admit they deserve it.

And then, when I look at how Team One broke first for quarters, I grin widely and know that they'll probably make it to finals. When I hear that Judith got best speaker, I feel warmer and more thankful than ever. And then when I look at our loss, it really isn't a loss at all.

It has been more than made up for.

And besides, I got best speaker for the second time. Complain what? =D

-------

Chorded "To Zanarkand" on my guitar. It sounds nice, but not as nice as the piano version. If I can figure out the chords for a continuous play, it might sound like the piano one, albeit a little weird. (You know how if you pluck the same string twice on different frets?) Well, people do say I have perfect pitch, I suppose it'll work. ^-^

I have two blisters on my thumb though. Ouchies.

Thank goodness I have dark chocolate to make it all better. Yum~

[ Mood : High! ]

2004-03-20T01:38:00.000-08:00

[ GAK ]

Note, quite surrepstitiously, to self, that this will be a ranty, whiny, rather bitchy entry, detailing my past two days because my stress-induced happy state has finally simmered down due to the LACK of stress and therefore I have a damn right to piss anyone off at this time so there. Basically what I'm saying is:

Unless you really want to get cheesed off and pissed with me don't read. You can't say I didn't warn you.

Now firstly, yesterday began quite OK. Woke up to go for the RMUN briefing in school with Mr.Ng, who would do especially well in Survivor because he's such a good poser. But when all's said and done, briefing was supposed to be at 10, but it commenced at 11 since half the world was late. Now ordinarily that wouldn't faze me one bit but since the bits of stuff that I've been able to supress in the back of my cerebral cortex have resurfaced like the ghosts of beans on a Thursday night bath, I was sufficiently disgruntled enough to drink peach tea and sit, quite uncomfortably under the hot March morning sun on a rickety wooden bench outside the staff room. Technically that wouldn't have been so bad because I am smart and I am fully aware that Vitamin D is produced by my skin and thus will give me strong bones, it is extremely disconcerting to find random six-legged things crawling on your arm and trying to suck your already-coagulating-in-vein blood. And to have multi-legged arthopods slithering over your black clutch bag which when flung off, leave a smear of really sticky goo on your fingers.

And also when walking, you find that you nearly step on a tree lizard that's taking a crap in the middle of the quadrangle. That in itself is raised-eyebrow-able, but when the lizard scuttles off to the side to crap in peace (I mean literally, it had crap hanging out of it's ass), you know the day won't go on too well.

The briefing was quite fun, Judith and Mr.Ng all gung-ho about RMUN and being Survivor-like. So yep, I went away with tonnes more information about Russia (Politically-wise I'm about as communist as the TCHS boys). Then we were notified of our motions, and as predicted we're going up against TCHS Team 1, propping some really shitty music motion. Normally I'd probably say screw it and just go on the floor and be absolute shit, since we're the last debate and half the world is watching I suppose I shall have to wear the blue hairband again and prepare to flash a dazzling, shark-toothed smile at the audience and perhaps, bemused debaters who'll be laughing and snickering at me on the floor because I hate smiling when I debate.

Also I'm shit-pissed because of what a certain debater said about team two. As far as I'm concerned, you CAN cut off your balls and shove them in that sewer of a mouth. However I shall deal with you maturely and objectively on Friday where I look most intimidating in my blazer. Fear the hairband.

After training I borrowed $5 from Michelle to take a cab down to Lee Tzu Pheng's house. Surprisingly she's not that much of a monster. Well, we spent quite a fruitful two hours together working on my poetry, after which I was sent off home. Now stupid me here knows that I have to take 174 home, but since I think "wait, I came here, I need to cross the road to go home", I cross the road, managing TO HOLD ON TO MY LIFE MY AN INCH! (FUCK YOU BLOODY MAZDA!), and I board the 174. CONVENIENTLY forgetting that waitaminute, the side-plate says Boon Lay.

So, smart smart me, sits all the way past Jurong, Bukit Batok, then ONLY when I pass by Jurong Junior College (Bleagh.) Do I realize that hey, no, this isn't bringing me home, this is taking me to fucking Boon Lay. Fuck, I think, in my pinafore, and not anticipating crossing the road and taking the 174 BACK AGAIN. But so, with a measly $3 in my wallet I buy a drink and wait for the bus.

And wait.
And wait.
For half an hour.

By this time the rain was really quite heavy and I was tired, braindead and absolutely upset because I was also cold and hungry and I wanted to go home and hug my mother and SLEEP. But what really irked me was the fact that I spent 40 minutes going past the same route, back to Jalan Jurong Kechil, Chun Tin Road...

AND 5 FUCKING MINUTES TO PASS KING ALBERT PARK AND THEN HOME.

What's worse is that I boarded a double decker 174 bus, so I sat second seat from the back, in front of a couple of sleepy-eyed mats who looked as if they were trying to keep their head screwed on after inhaling half a minute of illegal fucking herbal vegetation and they sang along to their bloody discman, and it was the kind of mindless acid-rock that sings about nothing but sex sex and more sex so while they're screaming "FUCK AND ALL THAT'S LEFT IS THE SEX, THE SEX...", a WHOLE troop of JJC basketballers come up and one of them plonks down right next to me, stinking up the already fetid air and I'm there trying to nurse a throbbing headache and constantly asking God "Why am I so stupid!?!?" Then we pass by Princess Elizabeth Primary School and they start commenting about the nature of Convent girls (FUCK ARE YOU BLIND I'M SITTING NEXT TO YOU OK!?) and about the entire idea of convent girls being an Innocent and I'm shaking my head.

I think I must have laughed.

Thankfully they finally got off the bus, and then it was a pretty uneventful ride back except for a lacklustre Citizen Bonding Show about the whole terrorism thing in Singapore and a malay bitch who put on this sickeningly fake american accent on TV about the whole SARS issure. I mean fuck, if you want this to bond Singaporeans, don't put up some snobbish looking Oxford-FUCKING GRADUATE with a shit-assed accent telling us that we as Singaporeans should respond better to crises. YES, crises, not Crisees, please, or can you not fucking pronounce?

And I have my summary, AMath worksheets and AEP left. Shit. I should stop procrastinating argh fuck fuck.

Yesterday night was quite upsetting; I was talking to Paiya, so now I'm sickeningly green and toothachy over her recounts. And yeah well, I cried over the phone. Sort of, I'm not the kind to admit that I cry, but I guess I did...a little anyway. Serve to say that I was sufficiently upset to do that, I guess I need to stress myself out some.

I should probably stop here before I get really, REALLY shitty.

Anyway thanks to Alex, who went out with me on Wednesday, made me feel better about stuff. And stuff. Well, I don't know, really.

AND FUCKING BLOGSPOT DELETED MY FUCKING ENTRY!

Look at Jack and Jill dredge up the hill
Neural heads as for their kill
Watch them swing her eyes round and round
Skin crawling in the silence of sound
Sing me a song of the boiling sea
When I go home the waves'll call to me
But quick before the ocean drowns
The siren song of headless towns
Break away the Holy Wood Dream
Any more the mountains will scream
And sand will fall in patterns of lace
While Moses' water will come into place
Stars there were to guide to guide me
But in the end they fell into the democratic tea

Come home to me, please.

2004-03-18T03:07:00.000-08:00

So what exactly is it that you want me to say now?

Just go away go away go away go away please.

2004-03-17T05:12:00.000-08:00

[ Shake that thing, miss annabella shake, that, thing...]

Hot damn, the RGS thing was actually damn enjoyable! Other than certain iffy things that make me blush and become expressively embarrassed (Yes, it's just pole-dancing, you.), it was freakishly fun! I also now have a largely boosted ego thanks to the fact that all my cookies were eaten and they said they were good!

And the MRT game was so damn fun! Big shout-outs (And literally so...) to Eunos/Khatib, Tiong Bahru/Tanah Merah/Kranji, Toa payoh, Chinese Gardens, Buona Vista[PORNSTAR~], Potong Pasir, Dhoby Ghaut/Kembangan/Pasir Ris, Bishan/Tanjong Pagar, Marsiling/Admiralty/Little India, Tanah Merah and whoever else I forgot ahahaha, oh wait, how can I forget Kandang Kerbau?

Hai... well a big socializing thing I guess, I bonded with my teammates, some MGS, SCGS, Nanyang (CHARMAINE AEP GIRL!), TCHS, I think I might have annoyed Suhas, but well. =P

Nearly got lynched and thrown into the pool thanks to Clement, who seems to have a vendetta against me, or something. *rolls eyes* Bah. But I didn't nyanyanya~

Still reeling from the MRT experience thing. If anyone calls me Bern I won't answer anymore. Call me Expo.

Oh, am now playing Zhou Jie Lun's "Qing Tian" on my guitar...so nice...*dies*

2004-03-14T07:03:00.000-08:00

[ Blur ]

Stolen off Michelle Law's blog. Whee hee hee. ^_^
BTW, in case people are wondering why I have no links, it's because I have too many and I'm too lazy but you already knew that. No worries I blogstalk everyone in 3/4 so yeah, I'll tag once in a while...

1. Pierce your nose or tongue?: Neither

2. Be serious or be funny?: Serious. And funny. Both I guess. ^-^

3. Gstring or thongs?: Boxers. Heh.

4. Whole or skim milk?: None

5. Single or Taken?: Single

6. Simple or complicated?: Philosophy, eh?

7. Law or anarchy?: Law

8. Flowers or angels?: Neither. Both are cliched.

9. Grey or gray?: Both work for me

10. Read or write?: Both. = I'm a CAPper what.

11. Color or black-and-white photos?: Black and white

12. Sunrise or sunset?: Sunset

13. M&M's or Skittles?: Skittles! ^-^

14. Rap or rock?: Trance House and Deep Dish.

15. Stay up late or wake up late?: Stay up late

16. TV or Radio?: TV

17. Is it POP or SODA?: NEITHER EEW EEW EEW

18. X or O in Tic-tac-toe?: X

20. Eat an apple or an orange?: Orange

21. What came first the chicken or the egg?: Egg. It's been scientifically proven already.

22. Hot or Cold?: Cold. At least I have people to hug. =)

24. Tall members of the opposite sex or short? *walks away muttering "shortshortshortI'msickofbeingshort"* Tall, not that it'd be too damn difficult to find someone taller than me. *growls*

25. Sun or moon?: Cloud

26. Emerald or ruby?: Garnet

28. Left or right?: Right

29. 10 acquaintances or 1 best friend?: 1 best buddy. *hugs Alex*

30. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream?: Vanilla. ^_-

31. High or Drunk?: *whistles innocently*

32. Green beans or carrots?: Neither

33. Low fat or fat free?: *looks at self and marches off*

34. What is your biggest fear in the world?: Losing my loved ones or having them forget me in the end.

36. Kids or no kids?: 2. At the very most.

37. Cat or dog?: Dog

38. Half empty or half full?: What's the difference?

39. Mustard or ketchup?: Ketchup

40. Hard cover books or soft cover books?: Hard-cover

41. Newspaper or magazine?: Newspapers

42. Sandals or sneakers?: Sneakers!

43. Wonder or amazement?: How about "Duh.........."

44. Red car or white car?: ORANGE! ORANGE CAR!

45. Happy and poor or sad and rich?: Happy and Rich.

46. Singing or dancing?: I can do both. ^_-

47. Hugging or Kissing?: Glerrrg...*puke* Holding hands. =)

48. Corduroy or plaid?: CORDUROY

49. Happy or sad?: Satisfied. =)

50. Purple or green?: Purple

51. A year of hot sex or a lifetime of friendship?: Both. Now. LOL

[Last time you:]

Really Smiled: 16 August 2003

Laughed: Ten seconds ago

Cried: Fans-Stasia 2003

Danced: Yesterday. To Latin chamber music

Were sarcastic: Today

Kissed someone: ...

Watched your favorite movie: I have no favorite movie

Had a nightmare: Yesterday

[ A Last time for everything.. ]

Last book you read: Dante's Inferno. A sorry excuse for an epic poem.

Last song you heard: Chou- Amano Tsukiko

Last thing you had to drink: Coke Light

Last time you showered: 1 hr ago

Last thing you ate: Really disgusting rice and curry thing.

[ Fashion ]

1. Do you wear a watch: Yeah. When I can remember to.

2. How many coats and jackets do you own: 1 jacket, 4 blazers (5 including school one), 1 windbreaker

3. Most expensive item you've bought: My guitar

4. What kind of shoes do you wear?: Random unknown brands of sportshoes and strawberry slippers. =)

[ Friends ]

1. Do your friends 'know' you: Some do.

2. How are you with your friends: As arrogant as I ever am. I love them lots. =)

3. Are there traits in you that are universally liked: I can make a fool out of myself at any given time. Just watch me. =P

4. Are there people that you tell everything to: Alex and Jie.

[ Other ]

1. Favorite band ever: Erm, none. But Kagrra comes close. (GO ISSHI!)

2. Most listened to band: Kagrra, Linkin Park

3. Do you find any musicians: Run that by me again?

4. Can you play an instrument?: Guitar, just barely, and drums

5. Type of music listened to: Trance, House, Trance House, Deep Dish, Latin Chamber, J-Rock

6. Type never listened to: English Pop

[ Stuff ]

1. Do you own any plaid clothing: No

2. Do you own Converse shoes: Used to

3. Do you own Saucony shoes: What?

4. Do you own old school Nikes: YES. =)

5. Do you wear tight pants: No

6. Is there more than one zipper in your pants: The Lucifer ones yes, but they're not mine.

7. Do you own a messenger bag: ?

8. Do you wear your messenger bag across your chest?: ?

[ARE YOU...]

A Vegetarian?: No

A Good Student?: Quite

A Good Driver?: I will kick your ass at Daytona!

Good At Sports?: At netball and general track yes

A Good Singer?: That is left to the public opinion

A good Actor/Actress?: As a bimbo? Surprisingly well.

A deep sleeper?: No

Shy?: No

Outgoing?: Yep ^^

A good storyteller?: Hell yeah (Remember sec 3 camp? =P)

[DO YOU...]

Enjoy parks?: Depends on what I'm doing there and who I'm with

Like Picnics?: Erk. Same as above

Like School?: Quite

Like the color pink?: Fuck no

Wet the bed?: No

Collect anything?: Money, neoprints, artwork, blackmail, MOVIE TICKETS!

Like to sing?: Yes

Like to shop?: Depends on what I'm shopping for

Like to Party?: Depends on who's there and what it's for

Get in trouble a lot?: No...?

Chew your food before swallowing?: No I swallow plates whole.

Love someone: Yep. My mum, my sisters, Alex...

[WOULD YOU...]

Go to a DEFTONES concert if you had free ticket?: Erk...that's pretty subjective.

Ever get a tattoo?: A barcode on the back of my neck. =)

Ever get any body parts pierced?: No

Kill someone you didn't know for 15 million dollars?: Probably

If you were stuck on a planet which one person would you want with you?: No one. I don't want them to see my plans for world destruction.

If you're house was on fire what three things would you take?: The fire

If you were stuck on a planet with Rosie O'Donnell and Roseanne and you were starving which one would you eat?: Neither. I'd kill myself straight away

If someone offered you a small part in a movie would you accept? Sure.

What would you do for a klondike bar?: Nothing

[WHAT MUSIC WOULD YOU WANT PLAYING WHEN...]

you dance: Something breakbeat. Or easy on the ears ("Cominatcha" by Linkin Park's fun to hip-hop to)

you die: Hmm. That's subjective.

you are buried: "I'll be back."

you sleep: Halcyon and On

you say "I love you": "To Zanarkand"

you cry: "Eternity" (Go and download it. Go Go GO), or the original Halcyon

you laugh: None

you kill: Something vaguely espionage?

Well, there.

2004-03-14T02:08:00.000-08:00

[ Servus Servorum ]

I feel like a guy.
What's new?

I'm also bored out of my mind, and semi-anticipating the RGS thingy on Tuesday. Am deciding whether to come dressed as a man or in my class shirt.

"Oh well, KHK will have two sluts this year then." - Yeah Tessie, I SO love you too. =P

Me and Alex have an illustration duo now, [ Dramatis Personae ], yeah so any commissions come and ask. =) =)

2004-03-11T23:12:00.000-08:00

[ Rediscovering ]

Reply Speech:

Ladies and gentlemen, those of you who tend to surf my blog often will be pleased to know that I've finally managed to drag myself out of a complete rut and stay really blessedly happy for the past MONTH. On a couple of points of technically, non-contention, I'd first like say a big thank you to everyone who helped make my day(s). If by reading this you get a warm tingly fuzzy sensation in the bottom of your hearts (and stomachs), you guys will know who you are. I'm talking about the people who listened and gave me sound advice (...well, ok, sometimes not so), generally gave me nice hugs and told me that whatever happens, they'll be there for me. *smiles*

Now on to a couple of issues before I get too sentimentally mawkish.

Firstly that on the entire fact that my Results Are Improving Tremendously Fast. That is, of course, other than my Chinese, which I failed with a 44/100, I'm pleased to announce that I have FINALLY passed EMath with a 56/100 (previous score being 36), and that I have A1s for Chemistry and Geography. Also I have been studying quite religiously and I've been doing my homework methodically and meticulously for, dare I say it, ever since the beginning of school, which is a new record for me. I'm glad to see that my report card should, I repeat, SHOULD, only have one red mark this term.

Secondly, the whole issues on debate. I'm going for RMUN (I hope...If you know the issue you know the issue), and most importantly, there's a very very interesting gathering organized by RGS for the A Division Debate Teams (Man, it looks so good typed in capitals!). It should probably prove to be an interesting mishmosh at least, after all, it's not everyday I get to play volleyball. And People Whom I Actually Give A Damn About will be going. Some of them anyway. Yep, that's a big shout-out to my dear Stephanie Lam, whose surname I finally know so that when I get exasperated I can go "Stephanie Lam! What the hell are you doing?". Yeah, well, anyway you're such great fun to talk to.

And Charleen Neo, thanks so much for taking all my trash and such. You're quite possibly the person I love most in IJ (next to my kids), and I love you SO SO SO much. =)

But no, no sir sit down, I'm NOT forgetting the little people. For example, I still continue my two hour phone conversations with Alex my pseudolesbian partner because she's my best friend and I'm secretly obsessed with her (oops), but in whichever case, we still go around town with our arms around each others' waists.

Sub-point: I lost weight! Oh yay I now have a 24 - 25 inch waist. This comes from not eating properly for one whole week.

Thirdly on just generally the world, which has been extremely nice to me as of late. I don't know what else to say except that I feel really blessed with all that peace coming my way. I'm too bleeding happy and I can spare some happy vibes out so SIT DOWN SIR STOP STARING AT ME LIKE THAT.

(I realise that as this goes on I'm losing SO MUCH structure. No wonder I got 6/25 for summary!)

Well, lastly I've found my two CAP portfolios, the first being the one that I actually submitted to get into CAP (which is so bad), and the CAP mentorship portfolio (which actually has 5 pieces of decent poetry that I like). I remember only too well, how sitting up till 5.am writing poetry was nowhere near conducive. I liked "Requiem" so much.

And as such, I'm off to enjoy the last few hours of the day before I'm swarmed with people during the holidays! Woot, RMUN briefing! We're getting our countries! Yay! Get to see CAPpers! Iz! Matt! Vince! Wahey!

So well, toodles. =)

2004-03-08T00:40:00.000-08:00

[ Oh. My. God. ]

I met a Comics Pandora doujinshi artist today, of all times DURING AEP CLASS. 0_0 I would love to get over the shock but I'm absolutely ecstatic now. Man, today has been the start of a really great day. Took a cab to school because I was late and the driver charged me only one dollar.

Erk erk erk, shall update properly tomorrow, but now I shall do my AEP colour scheme thing things.

2004-03-06T05:06:00.000-08:00

[ Speak ]

We lost to RI, but we didn't to RG...well, not that it really matters now. Chere's a fantastic third, so Steph, go tell her I am now aspiring to be like her. =P And I got best speaker, yay, I think. Well, time to work to the end; just another round... My english is going down the drain.

Oh man, will you debater people PLEASE cheer up? *HUGS ALL*

2004-02-28T07:12:00.000-08:00

[ Phtooey ]

At andrea's house fooling around mindlessly talking to her yournger sister, who's insanely cute, actually. =)

There. I have nothing else to say.

2004-02-26T22:51:00.000-08:00

Proposition: Random Third Speaker from CHIJ Toa Payoh
Opposition: Random Evil Bunnies From Planet Mars. AKA Teachers, perhaps.

Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen of the house; now before I move on into my two main points of contention today, let me first clarify a few things that have come up in today's debate:

Firstly that on the fact that I have had a bad day today and therefore what you say cannot be used against me.
And that, secondly, the world is round in the end and no matter where I throw a table it'll end up on you.

Now onto my three main points of contention, namely "Why Xenon Should Have Never Been Discovered to Bond With Fluorine", "Why English Class is Conducive to Artwork", and "Good Luck to All Who Are Speaking".

Now ladies and gentlemen, on to my first tier. Today Secondary 3 Science 4 were given news on the fact that apparently, questions for the Chemistry CA were leaked out. However what the opposition fails to realize is that all CAs, taken in different periods will be leaked out to one class or another and therefore taking action or investigation now will not help the situation in anyway. Not only is it a waste of manpower, they are also driving themselves away from the fact that they are incapable of thinking ahead and producing different questions for different papers due to their ideals about wanting to save the trees. We present to you the startling conclusion that if you do not want facts to be leaked out as such, use a few more braincells in trying to come up with more questions than simply telling us to draw the dot and cross diagrams for Xenon Fluoride. Also, what they do not see is that the so-called labelling of the "CA" doesn't scare us one bit because we know that these are just sporadic common test papers we have every week. As such, we urge the members of the house to look at the stupidity of the opposition's methods of examining students and we beg them to attain a certain level of common sense before deciding to give us the down and dirty job because honestly, ten years down the road, Secondary 3 Science 4 students will not have any advantage knowing that Xenon's 8 electrons are actually valence electrons and can therefore bond with Fluorine. For example, I'd like to see you try applying the formula XeF8 to hamburger patties at McDonald's restaurants, for the less high-market inclined business people.

Now, on to my second argumentative tier, that of "Why English Is So Conducive to Artwork". As you may have seen, I will be sending in a six-page manga to Tokyopop in America for viewing, although knowing me I'll probably never do it and end up publishing it on the Straits Times. Today however, I have been exceptionally Inspired and therefore on the back of my foolscap pad I have drawn a monochrome sketch of Aurenn which, in my opinion, looks half-decent and deserves to be put in the front of my plastic file. As for a sub-point to this tier, I would like to present to you The Dangers Of Allowing Tan Wil-Kie to Teach CHIJ AEP.

Now as we have seen from my constant ranting, Mr Tan is absolute unconducive to the production of AEP work. As we are currently doing fashion design, the three weeks without him have been absolute less-than-bliss-but-pretty-close and I would like to proudly say that all of my work has been finished on time. However what he fails to note is the damn fact that he stifles my creativity of sorts by constantly telling me that "my [your] artwork is atrocious" and that I'm "preconceived". ANd as such without him I have completed my final designs with approval from the three relief AEP teachers and that it's simply too late to change them now so blah to you Mr Tan. There.

On to my final tier that wishes every single debater the best of luck next Friday. Despite the fact that we've debated these motions so many times, the Fates (AKA Mark Gabriel and Co) insist on throwing them at us again! At least, ladies and gentlemen, our content is honed and polished due to our coaches' repetitive training and all we need to do now is to work on our style. Now, I have no discrimination against any team whatsoever and-

"Point, madam."

Yes sir?

"Have you realized yet that you're the worst liar in this debate today?"

Yes sir however at least I'm not some hormonally-charged pubescent boy who-

*POI is cut off here*

And as I was saying ladies and gentlemen, I would like to wish every team taking part in this debate the best of luck, except perhaps for the teams that will be coming up against CHIJ, a-ha-ha. I doubt that these speakers will stutter and make utter fools of themselves because they are, after all in A division and Stephanie will have a happy box and that Yi-An shall have an early birthday gift and Junsheng will have a torn and chewed-up plushie in the end thanks to my cat. Also, the possibilities of flowers for Judith and Nalli are high and the other IJ debaters will receive candy packages.

Henceforth ladies and gentlemen, because I was bored enough to type an entire debate speech on my blog for no rhyme or reason whatsoever, I will now conclude, leaving for home to have a long long nap, and to escape the clutches of evil librarians who do nothing more than skulk around being daft. Yes that means you, Jessica. Thank you.
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It's times like these when I start giggling mindlessly because I'm being so lame. Shall however, be mooching back off to Pain-In-The-ASs.com (pitas.com) because my layouts' getting stagnant and I have no idea at ALL how to upload a premade blogger one. [New RECORD! Stuck with blogger for three months. =D]

If anyone wants to say anything about me bloghopping constantly you can go to hell. It's like your mad shopping-sprees and what not. There. =)

2004-02-25T22:24:00.000-08:00

[ Ohohoho! ]

OHOHOHOHO. I'm inconsequentially, sickeningly, deploringly, disgustingly and other random adjectives, happy.

I had my Chem CA today, I think I shall score pretty well for this one.

Motions coming out tomorrow~ *rubs hands gleefully*

Finished reading Stardust by Neil Gaiman, finally. Started today during first period of PLR (Promote Love for Reading!), completed during Chinese, while trying uncomfortably to read under the table. It is, in one word, OK. I liked the language and I thought the storyline was quite original, but it didn't seem to come across as a really significant masterpiece. But I still think it's pretty good, and the illustrations were perfect. =) Definitely a go-and-read in my opinion, not that it matters, ahaha.

*floats around*

Am watching Gladiator from a computer across weixin's now, and I can't hear anything. =P

2004-02-23T22:15:00.000-08:00

[ Warnings ]

I don't appreciate being talked to, or being hit upon in that manner because 1) it upsets me and 2) I can't bash your head in because you're my "friend".

It was a bad week. In any case I have my fixed guitar, so I shall just go home, play "Hikari" NON STOP. Yeah I can play Utada Hikaru's "Hikari" oh hey hey yeah...

And to note, if ANYTHING at all happens to my two dears, you are going to be in so much shit it's not funny, because I'll be running after you with a table.

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Did not go for fun-o-rama because I would rather go for Andrea's sleepover and NOT BECAUSE I have kor who doesn't give a damn about how I feel and uses me as a substitute for everything else. Yeah yeah kick me already please.

*goes back to writing poetry*

[ EDIT: SUBMITTING MANGA TO TOKYOPOP!! WAI~~~~!! *HAPPY* Wish me luck, minna. =) ]

[ Mood : Estranged ]

2004-02-21T04:20:00.000-08:00

[ Mushroom ]

Neil Gaiman's "Vampire Sestina" is probably the best thing I've read this month.

Undead my lover...O, undead my love?

Am also overflowing with yurameki, and before long, I shall post up my Tarot Poetry. All 22 pieces of it, from the Fool, to the World. And my sestina. Oh man I should get myself buried in angst, it makes stuff come out. Oh gorsh.

Oh well. Have something else to brood over. I'm unsure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

2004-02-19T22:38:00.000-08:00

[ Why oh why, ahaha. ]

It's times like these when I really wish I could throw a table at your head, but then again I can't, or more likely, I shan't, because you're my kor and all. When you want to bring your mui out, don't bloody say something like "I'm trying really hard to date someone else, but she can't make it so you'll have to do." I mean hey, I'm your damn mui, for fuck's sake. If not as a mui, then as a friend whom you've known for three years and therefore, treat me with some respect, yeah?

I mean alright, I like you and all that. But I reckon you probably won't ever read this anyway so I shan't die of shame.

Bugger it. I doubt I shall go out to the ACJC thing tomorrow. I shall ask the CAPpers, or some of them out. Wait for my call.

Valentine's Day was sad. In December I was the flavor of the month and hot damn I'm now dumped aside. Oh well, no matter, I have Alex. DARN it, cousin dearest you better make yourself free before I decide to drag you from Kembangan.

But whatever. I shall presume that all guys have cooties and that I'm sorry I won't measure up to your wonderful standards of Beauty, Cuteness, Grace, Poise and Charisma, although I shall say that yes my Brains are far better-used than yours. Yep I'm a better bitch than you are, nyanyanya. *bleah*

Mm. Oh joy. I failed bloody English.

Notes:

Andrea: Yeah. I can. I can make your crash-over party thing. =) Not too sure if I can stay over though, alright?
Vincent: Finally you get a tagboard. Yeah, debaters are the most self-centered arrogant buggers on the face of the planet, including me. Unfortunately, quite a few of them think that they can speak when they really can't, also including me. Therefore, debaters are just intelligent know-nothings, to quote Judith. Same thing for adjudicators, because they suck mushrooms. Hah.

Have spent some time thinking on my general relationships with people. Perhaps like JJ I shall retire to bloody seclusion and never speak to anyone again but I won't do that because I'm dead afraid of being alone and I have to have the worst self-discipline in the world when it comes to communication with society. I have also decided not to pine because I'm already loaded with so much teenage angst I might be sick soon. But that's OK, you know, you can bloody do whatever you want, I'll make it all right for you again, even if it costs me anything.

I am such a bad liar! If I go on at this rate I shan't ever be ABLE TO FAKE STATISTICS ON THE DEBATE FLOOR.

Oh fuck it and whatever, lah.

JS: Have sent the preliminary stuff to you. If you can read my handwriting, god you must have a doctor-scrawl.

[ Mood : Stoned ]

2004-02-15T00:13:00.000-08:00

[ Mooch ]

I'm seriously, seriously disturbed.

WHOA.

[ Mood : What do you think? ]

2004-02-12T23:03:00.000-08:00

[ Dooms- I mean, Valentine's Day ]

Xun, I'm going to start bleeding at your stupidity if you're not going to get it. Yes, an $18 dollar rose IS expensive as heck, in case you haven't realized it yet. You can always ask me to get you a damn boquet for what, 80 cents a flower, you noo-noo. *$18 is practically two weeks worth of my allowance!*

Today today today... had my Literature CA. Or test, I don't know which is which but gods please help me get above an 18. I've got so many notes on A View From The Bridge that I'm prepared to die. Gah, and at least my previous essay scored an A1. Mr Ng came up for Social Studies and went over the whole political cartoon worksheet thing *boring*. So we're doing the one where David Marshall's courting Tunku Abdul Rahman, and he alludes it back to his wife at home.

"But you see, I'm a very caring husband! When I'm quarrelling with my wife I always have the last word!"
"Caring meh?!" *sec 3/4 chorus*
"Yah what! It's always 'Sorry, dear!'"

"But when we quarrel I always make sure that my wife kneels down in front of me!"
"For what?" This is said by Pamela, who really, REALLY is innocent and has no idea why everyone is laughing.

And well. This is when the entire class starts laughing like idiots and Charlene Low turns red in the face and starts blushing like mad while laughing her fool head off. Social Studies. Mm, that's something. Anyway I suppose I shan't ever forget Constitutional Law. =P

You HAD to be in class to see the reaction. That is all I shall have to say. I think it's something that every secondary school has; a teacher who's willing to be the butt (no pun intended, bleah) of any sexually-orientated joke.

TP Lee emailed me back, she'll be gone from the 13th to the 25th of February and I've already started writing, so no big blows dealt. I like my poetry better than before now, I suppose. TP Lee likes my use of ironic humour (?).

Big thank you to Charleen Neo, Nicole DS and Nicole Moosa, Alicia, Roseann because they gave me v-day gifts~ So touched. *^-^* Shall give you guys v-day gifts during training at ACS(B) tomorrow too.

I'm so so SO sick of ACS(B) and ACJC that if I train there anymore I might collapse and die. Nya~, going to prep THS governmental censorship of the arts. Whee, what a shit-assed motion. =P But at least it's better than something about the media; I really HATE media debates. They just go round and round in circles and they always ALWAYS spiral.

An interesting thing that happened yesterday night was that my elder sister offered to give me a phone + line after three months if I do every single scrap of housework (as in wash toilets, scrub kitchen floor, wax the damn floors etc), but she said I could negotiate with her (Argh, before she met her boyfriend it was a simple "Jie can I have a phone?" "Yes/No" "Why?" "Too expensive."), but I like this better; at least I have a good grounding, and I can plug myself to people to pay for my school walkathon card thing.

I shall offer a proposition to her: I'll keep my stuff out of the way, clean up the storeroom and the room me and my mum sleep in and maintain it as long as I have the phone, and pay $15 out of the $30 every month. Every two weeks I'll spring-clean the house but it's not as big a responsibility as cleaning out the whole house so as long as the storeroom and the bedroom are clean I can keep the phone. I reckon that's pretty OK to me. Fair no?

Wahaha, in three months I'll be able to sms people at godly hours instead of 6.20 in the morning.

-Notes-

Andrea: Yes, you need your hearing fixed. While I'm aware I've got a slight accent, I don't think my enunciation's THAT bad. Bleah.
JS: Yours. But that's just me being a bitch, so it's not really a big deal. If you get what I'm talking about, good, if you don't then you can probably hazard a good guess.
Vincent: You need to get a tagboard before I kick you.

-End Notes-

So here's the piece of poetry I'm still editing. The syntax, however, is screwed. If someone can help out it'd be muchly appreciated. ^-^

Death:
You know, I was thinking
(just a while back too, no less)
That I wanted to start off,
Quite classically, you may say...
The whole " I was in the beginning,
" I shall be your end" thing?
But it does get tiring, you know,
Appearing in puffs of smoke, chamber music,
The skull, theatrical logistics. The like?
I mean I'm stuck with a scythe
(Other Deaths have twin-blade hydraulic mowers)
And cliched lines, materializing as Your Friendly Skeleton Next Door
(People tell me I'm anorexic, have you seen the girls out there?)
It IS depressing, alright?
(Nothing but a bag of bones!)
I'm supposed to be cruel, cold, heartless
Then they're all anti-me!
You can't tell me that the Devil made me do it!
And you can't tell me to go to hell! I belong there!
Even the children! Gods, the children!
Have you SEEN how they pretend to be me?
Cheap halloween costumes, gods' above and below,
And they smile and get called cute!
(You wouldn't see anyone saying that to me)
I feel violated, commercialized!
I'm not a murderer, I must say
I just believe that I do my job rather well.

Yet, whichever, I suppose
It's going to rain, I can feel it in my bones
(Pun intended, ahaha.)
So I better see my chiropractor
(I should give you the address, very good for aches)
For my arthritis is bothering me again
So if you would kindly pass me my -sigh- scythe
I'll be on my way
(I'll come back for you in a couple of days, just to
( let you know, of course)

[ Mood : Accomplished ]

2004-02-11T22:44:00.000-08:00

[ Mindless ]

Today, we're supposed to prep THW Advocate Euthanasia (or something to that extent) for a class debate. Despite the fact that I'm about dead sick doing this motion, I'm still hoping that at least I'll be propping (wahaha, 3rd prop, my favorite place~). Honestly though, I think the whole issue on euthanasia is overpopularized. Or perhaps you could say overrated. When it all boils down to the nitty-gritty in the end, I still think that the issue is centered solely upon the fact that since the person has a right to that of the sanctity of life, that person should or should not be allowed to take it away from him/herself. But whatever.

My AEP-mates are shocked mainly by the fact that I've done my homework and that I'm now slacking and smirking as I watch them conjure up designs over the weekend. Of course it also helps that WK Tan is away on reservice, thank heavens. Three glorious weeks without that bastard and I hope he drowns in a barrel.

He's on a roll now; constantly comparing us to all the other AEP schools and AEP students, simply because of the fact that apparently "you guys are total losers and will never be able to match up to Nanyang, Chinese High or Victoria's standards!" Sadly to say, I think other than the fact that we probably -won't- ever be top AEP school, we'll safely beat the crap out of VS if not only that in every AEP batch there's a bugger who's bound to fail. Ahaha. Besides, I think I'm an OK AEP student. I'm giving him his As, and I'm doing my work and in short, other than not liking him and blatantly showing it, I'm quite possible the only decent AEP girl in IJ. Bugger you.

OK fine. So he hates my artwork.

Today was interesting, in effect. I had my Hepatitis B blood test, and I couldn't stop laughing when I saw my blood being extracted into this little glass tube. I'm now therefore branded as being psycho but fucking hell that was a shitass big needle going into my arm. They gave me candy afterwards. And it was purple. *happy*

ELDDS auditions for drama night are happening in about...10 minutes. I shall be auditioning for the part of Christine and while no, she's not the Phantom of the Opera, she's a bitchy, angsty self-centered teenager aka me.

If I however, get the part of Elizabeth (the love-sick, hyperventilating woman), I shall die.

Chemistry was OK today; Jessie Teow knows how to crack jokes. Oh gods. We were shifted around in class so now I'm seated in the second row with Charlene Low. Argh, noise. =P

I am looking forward immensely to Saturday where we'll be training for rebuttals and reply speeches. (I love being 3rd.) I miss Vernie so much it's scary, aha.

I'm also appalled by the way someone acted, because I'm shocked that a person of his caliber could have made such senseless and insensitive remarks. Internal discrimination isn't going to make him look cool, but instead he's going to be seriously hated. Please keep your junior in line.

But still, whichever. Time to scoot off. ^-^

[ Mood : Sleepy tired ]

2004-02-09T23:02:00.000-08:00

[ Against librarian authority! ]

chika ni moguri
ana wo horitsuzuketa
doko ni tsuzuku anata wa shirazuni
tsuchi ni nureta
SUKOPPU wo katate ni
kimi no ude wo sagashiteita

tsugihagi no shiawase wo yose atsume
naki nagara kimi no tsuyosa ni
oshi tsubusareteta

yaketsuki yaketsuki
hagarenai te no hira no ato
chigireta tsubasa de
akaku somaru kumoma wo saite
jouzu ni habataku
watashi wo mitsumete

mayu ni komori
egaita eien wa
doko ni me buki
hana hiraku no darou
asa wa yagame
yamiyo wo tsuremodoshi
watashi no me wo ubatteyuku

tsukiakari tesaguri de kasaneai
motsurete wa kimi no aruita ni
nareru to shinjita

moetsuki moetsuki
modorenai yakusoku no basho
chigireta itami de
kuroku somaru daichi wo kakete
jouzu ni habataku
watashi wo mitsumete

sakendemo kikoenunara
sono te de kowashite hoshii
mata watashi wo watashi to
yoberu uchi ni
dakitomeru kimi no ude ga
odayaka na chi ni kawaru
mata shizuka ni sora wo aoida

yaketsuki yaketsuki
hagarenai te no hira no ato
chigireta tsubasa de
akaku somaru kumoma wo saite
moetsuki moetsuki
modorenai yakusoku no basho
jouzu ni habataku
watashi wo mitsumete

After finally stealing it off someone's blog and two day's worth of google search, I will now post it up here so I will not forget it. KHK auditions are next week. *snicker evil*

Am also happy, of sorts. I managed to do two parts of my AEP homework (I never do), so I will now bask in the glory of done-in-advance homework.

Sadly though, debate is taking over my already existential-angst-filled life. I dreamt we were prepping case "THW Abolish Philosophy", and we went up against RI. Or something. I woke up at 2.30 am moaning, I remember.

Oh well. This is just so I will not forget.

I shall type something vaguely substantial soon. Or something. GAH. *mindblock*

2004-02-07T06:12:00.000-08:00

[ ... ]

We lost.

And strangely.

I don't care. Much. =D

2004-02-02T22:27:00.000-08:00

[ Is this your idea of sense? ]

So these were my memories contained from long ago in some sort of Pandora's box. So maybe I never needed a key to keep them locked in, but Liberation did, under the hand of Jurisdiction. But I didn't listen to the calls of the Undergrowth, and I ran my hand over the gilt-surface, drawing up images of technicolour dreams that would stay just that. Dreams.

I run across water and call upon silent orbs of light. They turn a mesmerising shade of transparency, and I can hear them smile as they draw me in, glass upon glass, shard into flesh, break the cobwebs that hold them together like the roses whose petals have fallen.

And you are as beautiful as they are, I whisper to ascending time, exploding in a soft gush of warm stardust. You are beautiful, perfect, unchanged, immutable.

Then the water parts below draw me into desert sands.

Ho fuck I updated both blogs.

I so totally kick-ass.

I am now going to cut my hair. Am still, however, deciding between the whole "butch pseudo-ACSI antenna", or eartails that'll frame my face and make me look *gasp*, sweet (hackcoughwheeze), or a trim that'll make me look like an army general.

I think I shall have the mohawk.

[ Mood : Static ]

2004-02-01T20:57:00.000-08:00

[ Team Two Prep? ]

So basically, while I've done a 1 1/2 page-worth of prep for the first point, the rest of my team members are mindlessly gossiping about lesbianism, and about cute ACS (I) boys (sadly though to say, there are -NONE-). Leigh-Anne is stealing my "dominant secretary" theory, and now she's looking over my shoulder. Go away. =P The "dominant secretary" is MINE.

Lunch will be served soon. Am currently at Nalli's trying to prep on bloody Space Exploration, yes in Capital Letters, and it's not exactly very successful. But then again, I'm still being Perfectionist.

OMG, Siak Yong got me a thumb guard~ Thank you~ (except that my fourth guitar string went spoing and cut me in the eye)

I love my Paul Frank MonkeyShirt. It's so cool. It's bright flaming orange and it has MONKEY HEADS on it.

But fuck it, I'm going to be very very VERY upset if I don't get anymore prep done. I'm now getting pissed with myself.

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Hours later: We're done with prep and I'm going to make you wear a pink suit.

Nalli: Me and char sang a song! wr rock! go huanzhu gege! yeah!

Oh god oh god oh god Friday panic panic how oh god no more singing please no.

I'll be posting up a very nice piece of artwork within the week. Tag and remind me, no? *evil* All I'm going to say is that there's plenty of pink. =3

Alright, in any case, there's a Bio CA tomorrow and I didn't bring my books back (not that I'm going to fail), but I feel guilty for Not Studying, you know? It's one of those Days Before the Tests, but I'm really thinking about what nice nice layout I should make for my blog.

(I see too many bimbo-ish layouts)

I think I'll take the photos of the plants in the Botanic Gardens (during the CAP trip) and make a nice layout out of them. I miss CAP. I miss CAP. I miss CAP. I miss CAP.
I'm thinking a pristine, ivory layout with touches of pale brown. Something nice and autumn-y and pseudo-artistic. I'm quite proficient at photoshop. *nurk* Oh yes, very proficient especially WHEN IT COMES TO PINK.

Oh well. One of those dumb things again:

(Taken from Ki-chan. =D)
Take three words to describe yourself: Calculative, competitive, bitch
Take three words that people use to describe you: Cute, scary, funny
Take three words to describe three people:

Alex: Sensitive, creative, SMART
Judith: Intelligent, loyal, bitch
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Take three words to describe the people you associate with: CAP, Debate, Cosplay (Fuck you too)
Take three words to describe the kind of people you like: Humorous, witty, stable
Take three words to describe the kind of people you hate: Impractical, Dreamer, Moron

I'm too lazy to copy the rest down now. Ah bugger it.

[ Mood : Annoyed ]

2004-02-01T03:04:00.000-08:00

[ Hikari ]

I seem to have nothing interesting happening in my life. Other than the fact that CHIJ Toa Payoh Debate Team 2 is going up against ACS bloody (I) Team 1 next week, everything's been about the same.

OK, who am I kidding? I'm bloody banging my head against the wall. Thank god Char and Leigh-Ann are EXCITED. =D At least a boosted confidence does wonders. THBT that the costs of space explorations outweigh the benefits. We'll be propping, so I suppose that's not so bad considering the fact that hell, I DO support the motion. The one thing about ACSI is that despite the fact that they're stylistically fantastic, they lack content. Oh well, at least Addie isn't in third, if not I might get really aggravated on the floor and start being bitchy. It would NOT do to go "Sit down and warm your chair, sir" or
like I really wanted to add to my speech, "Ladies and Gentlemen of the House, the opposition members are exactly like the stars they're trying to reach for: Mindlessly floating around in space, and in astronomical terms, stars are after all, masses of nothing but hot gas."

Yes yes, we're known for excruciatingly bad puns. Isn't that sad? =P

So our team lineup for Friday's match will most probably be (?):

1. Charlene Low
2. Leigh-Anne Choo (Reply)
3. Me (and Valium)

Oh bugger, I'm actually nervous.

Stephanie and Junsheng and Siak have been sniggering at the fact that they can't, they simply can't picture me in a blazer, a skirt, stockings and heels. Bugger you then. I honestly believe that this whole debate uniform thing is to quell both genders sexual fantasies about seeing each other as dominant secretaries, but then again, that's just me. After all I HAVE NICE LEGS NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY SIAK YONG YOU ELITIST BASTARD! =D

Am thinking of going for a haircut before JGs. Judith warns me not to become too butch, which was what happened last year, snicker-and-all, so I might go and leave ear-tails or something. Ear-tails are so cute. Or I might just cut it real short and spike it up to rival the ACSian antennae. (All hail Gatsby, yo!)

Generally speaking, basically all that's on my mind now is debate. The fear, oh the fear, roll-eyes-and-such, may they rot in hell under my fearful steepled fingers and BitchGlare(TM).

All the best to the RGS, TCHS and PH teams. PH has made it to B division, so much congrats. Vincent go kick some major ass. =)

-scoots off to do some research now-

[ Mood : Anxious ]