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Saturday, July 28, 2007 ; 12:06 AMY

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This, has got to be one of, if not THE MOST depressing day of my life. Hence the new bright skin to liven up the dulliness of this blog. Took hours to make, and I'm not satisfied with it.

I thought I failed NAPFA but I passed, by 2 seconds.
I'm happy enough though.

Then, I got the ****** results from the i-can-predict-your-o-level-mark-and-i-predict-u-r-an-idioso machine. Gosh, I hate that accursed thing to bits.

WHAT 17 for L1R5 and thats supposed to be high? What am I, a retard?

**** that thing.

When they mean PSLE results dont count, do they really mean it?

Once a loser, always a loser.

The third, was for my blister. I got a huge, bursted blister on the arch of my feet. Hurts like hell, I took 20 min to walk from school to bus stop and another 20 min from bus stop to home. I kid you not. It got to a moment where it hurts like hell and there's puss forming. And I cant walk.

My mum called and asked me to help her do stuff.

And guess what? I told her about my blister and aksed whether I could change a tuition date cos I cant walk tomorrow and she said I was problematic.

Usually I'll just brush these kind of things off as a small little quite-hurtful-but-wont-die-from-it comment.

Not today please, not today.

At least I passed 2.4. Yay...

Gosh this entry is way so emo.

I r stupid I r stupid. ****

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Friday, July 20, 2007 ; 4:14 PMY

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WARNING: This entry is soo long, it makes your bowel movement slow.

Oh my, guess where I am now.

Classroom, waiting for my trun for ORAL!

Ah, this is so cool, I'm blogging in classroom, while waiting for oral.

My my my my Milo...

Errr, I wanna drink Milo, dang. Waiting for oral= nothing to do= blog= think of Milo.

Eh, Gina asked me if I'm from Thailand, IM NOT LEH, I'm also not from India.

Which part of me looks Thai/ Indian helo? NONO, I'm not Indian... Not Thai, Not pure Indonesian also. Im pure Chinese, and proud Indonesian. Get that?

PEE.

My bladder is filling up.

Uurgh, could have gone to support drama girls but I stupidly choose oral on 20th july.

20 july is supposed to be agooday.

With Prefects Investigurere, Drama in History and Battle of the Bands. But I cant go for drama cos I have the oraleee and I cant go Battle cause I'm BROKE...

Oh, and guess what I was supposed to go first but now I'm last cos I had library phototaking. Ahh, alone is the classroom, smelling the rotting newspapers and dusty computer...

CURSE THE CURRY AHHH!

Update:

Ok, now I'm home, clean and squeaky. I thought of something that would be fun to write so yeah!

Oh, and a POEM!

Battle Against the Books

Every morning,
Without fail,
I wake up,
In a grumpy mood.

I chow my food,
Take out my hood,
Then proceed,
to the battlefield.

My feet feels heavy,
Damn! I still feel sleepy,
Yet I know,
I have to go on.

To the world of doom,
Where allgebras rule,
Where we fight,
From dawn till noon.

The elders told us,
My comrades and I,
To always be strong,
Be proud.

To conquer our fear,
Of tests-O-phobia,
Our greatest enemy
YET.

Slowly but surely,
We'll claim...
Sweet victory.
Foor the Battle Against the Books.

I was reading blogs (as usual) and we tend to adopt a very different internet persona don't we!

So...MWAHAHAHA.

I'll do...Melissa, Tricia, Dai Ling, Farzean for today.

Melissa: Err, actually she's a damn happy person. But can be emo sometimes.

Presenting, THE INTERNET MELISSA.

'collecting different types of loneliness; please don't cry alone'

The super nice happy-sad woman. She, is one of, if not, the nicest person I have EVER met, the other being Imesha.

She is soo bloody nice and friendly in school lor! SUPER SUPER NICE.

Presenting... THE INTERNET TRICIA

Err, she is 'shuai' in school and all. But goess gaga and girly on the net. Which explains legolas, a very pretty and girly shuai man. Who, likes tricia, fancies Sesshomaru in a bikini, seducing Osama, in the Sauna. Woord.

next, Presenting the INTERNET DAI LING!!!

A pervetic sexy monk. Very fun (but pervetic!) in school. Very philosophical on the net. Loves Cheryl lee although does not admit it. Denise Khoo is her darling and Marianne is her idol.

last but not least...

Presenting... THE INTERNET FARZEAN.

Oh, my I'm so so so very very happy very happy cos I shan't tell you why. This turned out to be a very very good week. I'm on 7th heaven.

I just reached mojojo,

After long years of waiting.

Am I annoying?

I hope not.

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Sunday, July 15, 2007 ; 9:24 PMY

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SOO, today I watched Harry Potter with Ivana and Marchia, ex-Rvians!

OH, the movie is sooo sudden ah?

I didn't know the movie ended until the lights were turned on.

bloody boo.

AND AND people told me that Mr DUMBLEDORE'S GONNA DIE AH, BUT HE DIDN'T AH.

And I was sitting there like a retard looking at Dumbledore with pitiful eyes(cos he's gonna die) but he didn't die, at least not in the book.

AH, supposed to go the SHINES meet-up!!! BUT didn't cos.

raining

hp batt died, cant contact anyone

no money, haven't withdrawn yet

SO you see ah, not good living alone with no adults here ah, no money die ah.

Aiyah, very bored ah, shall do something dumb ah...

Presenting...HAIRY PLOTTER!

HHAHAHA. GO make your own version GOGO! like, hairy bladder or harry blotter or WHATEVER! hahahahaha. I am lame, word.

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Monday, July 09, 2007 ; 5:41 PMY

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Err, somethings WRONG with my blogskin. It stubbornly refuses to LOAD. Boo boo.

When she was talking about log,

I was looking at the clock,

Everything that she explains,

Will end up coming out of my brain,

The graph that I plot,

The data I jot,

All becomes an enormous big knot.

Don't ask me why all the sudden splurge of poems, I have always loved Literature and poems, I think poems are much much expressive than normal writing. I know my standard is galaxies away from Oscar Wilde or even Roger Jenkins. >.<

I was trying to pay attention to A maths , really! But I guess A maths and me are never meant to be together, just like I have no chemistry with Chemistry (however weird that sounds). I guess I just have to study more.

But, asking me to study is like asking Bill Gates to wear a bikini( don't ask me why I chose of that analogy, it just popped up. Although it sounds so wrong on so ma different levels). Digressing, I will never bring myself up to study because its like asking harry potter to marry Voldemort (dude, I have to stop thinking these sick acronyms, hey, blame it n the hormones)

Oh, and if there are any adults reading this, it wasn't me who wrote the above part about Bill Gates and Harry Potter, its my evil evil vile vile twin, Segan. I would never think of such dirrty stuff because I'm pure and innocent and I like white bunnies that hops around in green fields which can only be seen in the Microsoft wallpaper. *crosses fingers*

Case in point.

Like these, yah, like these, see fluffy little bunny. And the green Microsrot wallpaper. Note: The bunny is photoshopped.

Ah, this is entry is so lame. *dies*

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Thursday, July 05, 2007 ; 9:41 PMY

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Warning: Super-emo post

Ignorance is... bliss?

I just watched this very heart warming local movie called My Time with Ah Gong. Its probably the best local drama movie I've EVER watched. This is the second time I've watched it, but it still manages to make me waste half a pack of tissue.

When I watched it last year, I was crying solely becuase I find the content really touching and well, sad. But when I watched it again today, I bawled for a totally different reason altogether. Maybe its because I was too naive last year to fully decipher the movie.

It made me realise how much I am neglecting those elders around me.

Like my grandparents- and even my parents. When they are around, I simply play computer, talk to my friends and treat them like they are some nonexistent..thing.

I neglected the old bromide: We fail to appreciate those around us, only to realize their contribution in their absence.

My mum just went back 2 days ago. What did I do to her when she is around? Pretty much nothing. I didn't even praise her for the sumptuous meals (which I really miss now). She ALWAYS tries her best to please us with her culinary skills (and it shows in my weight) but I almost never utter any compliments.

My grandparents, four ol' kind souls. My paternal grandparents comes here twice a year for checkups. Usually they would go to Mount Elizbeth for health scans. Sometimes, my mother would ask me to accompany them.

Being the lazy and ungrateful grandaughter that I am, I always find excuses to slip off, all for the sake of comfort. When my grandma talks to me, I would just nod my head, hearing, but not listening. My grandpa loves to tell me about his past. When he does, I'll give the same expression I gave to my grandma.

My maternal however, I see less often. As they do not come to Singapore that often, I only have the chance to see them when I go back to Indonesia for holidays. Sometimes, on rare occasions, my grandma will come to look after me or visit me.

She is a tender-hearted soul. Too kind for her own good, exactly like the Ah Gong in the movie (yeah, kind of like Imesha). My mum obviously inherited her superb culinary skill from her. When she took care of me, I used to find her a slight nuisance on SOME occasions. I could not believe I was so callous and puerille.

it was very fatuous of me to think that she was a burden, when all she does is ask me simple things like... hows school? ...hows the food? ...do you want anything?

I swear, I should have gotten a good, tight, deserving slap from my mum long ago to snap me out of my juevenille ways. But I know my mum too well that she would not do sucha thing anyway.

I think youths nowawadays are pretty much brats who complains at the slightest discomfort. I am guilty of that myself. We treat our parents like they are gangrenes, some even avoid them like the plaque.

What goes around comes around, Karma. I am a strong believer or Karma and if I treat my elders the way I am treating them now, how will my decendants treat me?

Unless I start changing my attitude, the future will smack me in the face like revenge- a dish best served cold. I do know though that THAT itself is not the main reason why I have got to start appreciating my elders.

人老病死. Humans don't live forever, love, is what drives them to live. I really do want to let them know how much I love them, before its too late. Days are passing, and their health is not getting any better. While there is still time, I wish to let them know how much they mean to me.

P.s: To those who dont know My Time with Ah Gong, go watch it, at least once before you die. Its a movie 100% worth watching. I'll bet you my brothers eyelash. And Steven Woon is a great actor Woohoo.

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