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10.54pm.
Stoned and zombified.

My eyes are officially the resemblance of a cannibalized living dead.
Savage.
For sleep.

But I shall resist the deadly temptation.
And if time persists, I’m going forth with plans to finish an entire movie.
That’s that.

I’m just done with Math (don’t you worry, it’s only one of all the homework dealt out for the weekends), and taking a momentary break.

Furthermore, I need the break from this hectic week.
Trying my very best to pry my eyes open in the tender hours of the morning is deemed to be harder than I thought.

Guess I’ll start on science and chinese later…
In a full weekend, there’s two days.
Imagine.
Slack a day, and a day left for cramming.

I’ve experienced the worst, NEVER want to cram anymore.
Nuh nuh.

~

I’ve seen, cracked up, and felt doozy for a while.
Well, that’s only half of the flick.
So, am going to catch up tomorrow morning; but till then,
It’s a wrap guys, I’m packing up and moving to bed.

HAPPY APRIL FOOLS, FOLKS!

Today’s glum~

Today’s assembly was frightfully amusing.
Oh yes. Chinese Opera.
We were all treated to an eyeful of the rich, diverse chinese culture, all crammed into 45 minutes.

Actually, I wasn’t paying attention to the storyline, so… I was pretty bummed.
Bummed about how everything goes on on stage.

The funny thing was, the narrative dialogue was expressionless.
But. Give and take, I’ll compromise.
If I can get a direct translation as to what their lyrically dialect-ing, then, by all means.

Well. Then that should be it. The opera marked an end to the Mother Tongue week, and come the week after next will be International Friendship week.

Movie screenings will be held in school, and the repetoire is just GREAT.
Monday’s Les Choristes.
Tuesday’s Children of Heaven.
Wednesday’s Sepet.

I guess I’ll be busy then. Tuesday’s a definite, while Wednesday is recommended by all, so I’m in.
Going to sign up on Monday. =D

Long weekend ahead.
But since I’ve got A Lot Like Love by my side, YIPEE!

So that I won’t have to make a mental note to watch Big Momma’s House every saturday night.
Which is never stricken off, for what seems like eternity. =S

As for glum, yes. Today was as glum as the oh-so-predictable weather these days.
Didn’t seem right.

Oh well, no one said it would be glee anyway.
So I’ll compromise.

Seasons of Love

Company: Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear
FIve hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure– measure a year?
In daylights– in sunsets
In midnights– in cups of coffee
In inches– in miles
In laughter– in strife
In– five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love

Soloist #1: Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

Soloist #2: In truths that she learned
Or times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died

All: It’s time now– to sing out
Tho’ the story never ends
Let’s celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love

Soloist #1: Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love

In diapers–reportcards
In spoke wheels–in speeding tickets
In contracts–dollars
In funerals–in births

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you figure our last year on earth

This post will have to be a rush job, cause I have art to make up for. =/

Thought that it would be nice to post up the lyrics of Seasons Of Love as I was uberly inspired by it from RENT.
I was eager to watch it, but ya know, the restrains.

I love it when everyone chimes in,
“Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure– measure a year?”.

So, I’ll have to leave it to here. My art awaits me.
GRUMBLES.

Will try writing in tomorrow, that is, if I can get myself together.
Hmph.

18 minutes past 12 and I am stuck, behind rooted to the seat, refusing to move to face the undeniable:

HOMEWORK.

Oh yes. This weekend is not intended to fun-filled, nor brilliantly light-hearted.
It’s gloomy (from the way I see it. though work is not all that bad if I remain organized.) and it’s Sunday already.

Time to face the music.
The weekend’s over.

Grudgingly, I’ll have to lug my exhausted body to school, again.
And I’ll have to do that every week till holidays arises.
Every single day. A cycle I, for one, cannot break out of.

Yes, many a times, I am told to look at the positives.
Look at the back reasoning of everything that happens in life.
That is why I am puzzled when one asks:

Are you living, or alive?

Am I simply just coursing through life, or am I purposefully savouring every moment like its last?

I say, this is difficult to determine. Because all my life, I’ve been too alive to recognize this fact.

“I felt the playground sink. Sorry. Sorry.
A see-saw rocked, crazy, all by itself.
An orange swing swung high on its own.”

Names by Jackie Kay

—————LAST PERSON WHO————–
x. Saw you cry: My Brother.
x. Made you cry: My overwhelming emotions.
x. You shared a drink with: My Mum.
x. You went to the movies: Lina, Adlin and Giovanna!
x. You went to the mall with: Lina, Adlin and Giovanna!
x. Yelled at you: No idea.
x. Sent you an email: Some pissing spam company.
—————–HAVE YOU EVER—————
x. Have you ever liked someone who hadn’t like you?: Oh yes.
x. Said “I Love You” and meant it? Yep.
x. Gotten in a fight with your pet: Nooo.
x. Been to California: Oh please.
x. Been to Hawaii: No way.
x. Been to Mexico: Never.
x. Been to China: Not once in my lifetime.
x. Been to Canada: Nah.
x. Danced naked: That’s twisted.
x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day?: Get out, no way!
x. Do you have a crush on someone: MAJOR. Say hello to Spongebob. X)
x. What book are you reading now: The Hitman Diaries by Danny King. (mah favourite!)
x. Worst feeling in the world: Guilt.
x. Future daughter’s name: I don’t intend of having children.
x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: Oh, plenty.
x. What’s under your bed: Dust. You wouldn’t want to go there, would you?
x. Favorite sport to watch: Not my thing.
x. Siblings: An older brother.
x. Location: Someplace in Bukit Batok. Keep guessing.
x. College plans: No such. I’m taking it a step at a time.
x. boyfriend/Girlfriend: My lips are sealed. =X
————————EXTRA STUFF———————-
x. Do you do drugs: Do I look drugged, to you?
x. Do you drink: Yes, a little.
x. What are you most scared of: Psychopathic killers.
x. Where do you want to get married: Under the effiel tower in Paris. If not, someplace comfy would do.
x. Who do you really hate: My guilty conscience.
x. Been in Love: Who hasn’t? If not, not even an ounce?
x. Do you drive: Don’t intend to. Not a coordinated person.
x. Do you have a job: Yes. I am in charge of studying. 😉
x. Do you like being around people: The more the merrier!
—————————–STUFF———————
x. Have you ever cried over what someone of the opposite sex did: Yeah. Got over it anyway.
x. Are you lonely right now: No. Parents in living room.
x. Song thats sticks in your head a lot: SOS by Rhiana.
x. Do you want to get married: That depends.
x. Do you want kids: That is, if maintainence is not so draining.
—————-FAVORITE———————
x. Room in house: My bedroom. The musty smell is just so homely.
x. music: Catchy tunes. Something to put me into the mood. (Think anything other from dirty.)
x. Band(s): In love with Jason Mraz now, not much of bands.
x. Colour: Black, Blue, Pink and White. I’m keeping it simple.
x. Perfume or cologne?: Perfume.
x. Month: October! The month of life. =D
x. Stone: Diamonds.
————–IN THE LAST WEEK, HAVE YOU—————
x. Cried: No.
x. Bought something: Did I? Ohhh yes. Oh no. My mum paid for those. =P
x. Gotten sick: No. Still keeping up.
x. Sang: Yep, weakly.
x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them: No such intention of doing so.
x. Met someone new: Not a very sociable person, so, no.
x. Missed someone: No one in mind.
x. Hugged someone: Yeah. My mum.
x. Kissed someone: My darling, Timee.
———– I N F O R M A T I O N ————
Name: Alyssa Neoh.
Status: Single, and not so glee.
Sex: Female.
Birthday: 5th October 1992.
Sign: Libra.
Hair color: Black.
Eye color: Brown.
Height: 1.53m.
———– F A S H I O N | S T U F F ————–
Where is your favourite place to shop for clothes: Bugis street. Zouk flea market. Jumble sales. (cheap bargains!)

Favorite designer?: Dior.

What is your sexiest outfit?: Blue cropped top with a complete bareback, only held with strings. Never got to wear it.

What is your most comfortable outfit?: Cotton blouse with a sleek pair of denim jeans.

What do you usually wear?: Jeans with a blouse/tee. The tees are rare.

————– S P E C I F I C S ——————-
What kind of shampoo do you use?: Loreal. (Dandruff control.)
What are you listening to right now: Contestants in the Amazing Race. My mum has it on.
Who is the last person that called you?: Wanzhen.
How many buddies are online right now?: Three. X(
————- F A V O R I T E S —————–
Foods: Anything western with Cheese as a topping, Malay and Indian. I plan on going ethinic! =D
girls name: Alyssa. =d Plus: Melisande!
Boys name: Jake. Josh. Matthew’s not bad either.
Subjects in school: Math. I know, unbelieveable. Considering that I hated its guts in Primary school.
Animals: Doggies and Hammies.
—————- H A V E | Y O U | E V E R ————-
Given anyone a bath?: The late Hamtaro. He was a nice chap.
Smoked?: Second hand, plenty.
Bungee jumped?: Not a daredevil myself.
Made yourself throw up?: Oh my gosh. Puking irks me.
Ever been in love?: Yep.
Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: Never tried that. Does it work?
Cried when someone died?: YEAH. Really badly.
Fallen for your best friend?: No.
lead someone on?: Momentarily.
Done something you regret?: Definitely. That’s when the guilty conscience gets the better of me.
————— A R E | Y O U ———————
Understanding: Sort of. I can be pretty hard-hearted at times.
Open-minded: Still learning the ropes. But yes. I am swaying away from close mindness now.
Insecure: Oh yes. I even have to cry myself to sleep to feel secure. What d’ya think?
Random: At times. Out of quirkiness.
Hungry: My stomach’s off bottomless.
Smart: Can’t say I am. Not intellectually inclined in many aspects.
Organized: In certain aspects. Suck in most.
Healthy: My organs must be so not hydrated now. Admittedly speaking, I’m not exactly in the pink of health.
Shy: Still am. Trying to open up.
Difficult: I can be stubborn at times. Am working on it though.
Bored easily: Then I’ll force myself to be focused.
Obsessed: You wouldn’t want to see me in extreme mode.
Angry: Not at the moment.
Sad: Chirpy in fact. Slightly down because of work though.
Happy: A wee bit.
Hyper: Noo way. I am drained.
Trusting: It’s not me to judge.
——— W H O | D O | Y O U | W A N N A ——–
Kill?: I can’t bring myself to do that.
Punch?: I don’t get involved physically.
Get really wasted with? Wine. It gets me to bed, fast.
————– W H I C H | I S | B E T T E R —————
Coke or Pepsi: Coke. I shun Pepsi.
Flowers or candy: Flowers. I don’t really have the sweet tooth.
Tall or short: Tall.
————– D O | Y O U | E V E R —————–
Sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to IM you?: No. If he’s considerate enough, he’ll call.
Wish you were a member of the opposite sex?: HELL NO. I enjoy being what I am.
Wish you were younger: A wee bit. Not that extreme as to be a toddler all over again!
Cried because someone said something to you?: Yeah. Many times.

Try out this quiz by commenting on my post!

What’s worse?

  • Being overweight
  • Being scary skinny

Scare factor:
55% responded to being overweight, while
45% took to being scary skinny.

Would you rather:

  • Have no arms
  • Have no legs

Dis-believably:
36% rather lose touch and have no arms, while
64% got off their feet and intended to have no legs.

Have you ever had a crush on a friend?

  • No, never
  • Yes, but not anymore
  • Yes, and I still have one

Crush-o-meter:
13% denied and stayed put at no, never, while
52% confessed but quit it by saying yes, but not anymore, while
35% boldly admitted and even acknowledged the fact by breezily saying, yes, and I still have one.

Would you rather:

  • Win a Nobel Prize
  • Have a #1 Billboard hit

And the award goes to… :
59% would rather stride off the stage with pride, honour and recognition, winning a Nobel Prize, while
41% rather work their vocals and score a #1 Billboard hit.

You sometimes:

  • Pick your nose
  • Bite your fingernails
  • Both
  • Neither

Breaking the habit:
21% get up and dirty by picking their noses, while
28% chomp their way through fingernails, while
33% wants the best of both worlds, while
18% takes neither into consideration.

Approximately, how many people in the world are vegetarians?

  • 5 – 10%
  • 10 – 20%
  • 20 – 25%

An apple a day, keeps the doctor away:
18% took a wild guess for the less than average, 5 – 10%, while
50% stuck with 10 – 20%, while
32% agreed with 20 – 25%. (this is the ACTUAL approximate amount!)

Would you rather:

  • Be attacked by a shark
  • Be attacked by a grizzly bear

May the best man win:
28% got aquatic and preferred to be devoured by sharks, while
72% got in touch with nature and wished to be snuggled by fuzzy grizzly bears.

Snoopy is a :

  • Beagle
  • Terrier
  • Dachshund

Quit barking around:
65% insisted that it was a beagle (Actual breed) , while
14% stood their ground with terrier, while
21% was convinced that it was a dachshund.

Would you give up your sense of smell for $1,000,000?

  • Yes
  • No

Smell be gone:
34% was willing to part with it, while
66% rather take to the streets than to give it up completely.

Hot or not: Ring tones?

  • Hot
  • Not

Sizzle or fizzle:
63% found it too hot to handle, while
37% saw eye to eye with not.

Would you like to know when you’re going to die?

  • Yes
  • No

Grim the reaper:
41% gladly discovered their new found curiosity and was eager to find out the right time, while
59% wished to remain forever young.

How often do you lie?

  • Never
  • Rarely
  • Frequently

Liar Liar:
4% speaks only the truth and nothing but the truth; never deceitful, while
69% blows luke warm by playing it rare, while
27% chose to hide behind a false appearance.

True or false? Your brain is more active when watching TV than sleeping.

  • True
  • False

Work those juices:
26% swayed towards true, while
74% pirouette with grace across the floor to false. (Do you know? Your brain’s more active, while sleeping!)

Where’d you go?
I miss you so.
Seems like it’s been forever, that you’ve been gone.
Please come back home.

Ooh. Seems that I got myself addicted to Fort Minor.
UBER. Always wanted to get myself connected to something rappish. X)

Been a looonngg day.
In fact, Miss Wang stood in for Miss Chung’s PC lesson!
Well, science has just taken up notches.
Speechless.

Mr Chua is going to YELL.
I totally forgot what that sediment-formed platform, natural feature, found at the river mouth was!
I was hyperventilating when I tried attempting the first question.
Worst still, I wrote ‘sedimentary’ when the obvious answer was far from it. -.-

Seriously, I should consider silently crying myself to sleep tonight. Hmmm.

I feel so bad for Mrs Leong having to ask us whether we find her lessons interesting.
OH COME ON, THEY ARE!
No, I’m not sucking up, I’m serious!
I mean, when a teacher gets all sullen, their lips all puckerish, delibrating over each word with care, you’ll know it’s time.
Some teachers do accept a casual remark, but when the vibes says “crack it up, and you’re sooo fished”, it’s hot enough to tell that they want a honest answer, so you better sound convinced.

Hmph.
D&T; marh favourite!
What a breather.
Though the sawdust was unbearable.

Anyway, got to go think of a rhyme.
I wanna win Jason Mraz’s autographed album; 5 up for grabs!
;D

Can a simple sentence determine your personality?
Well, mine says: Judgement will rule decisions, head rules, not heart, logical.

About the logical aspect, it’s SO not true.
For one, I was not much logically inclined in Robotics. So, strike one.

Secondly, I am wedged between a Medium writer and a Heavy/Deep writer.

Hmm. Heavy/Deep writers find it difficult to adhere in an irritant-coloured room.
So it’s a fact that I do feel hot and bothered if I stay in a bright-orange room, so Heavy/Deep writer appeals to me more.

Then again, I do not have definite likes and dislikes. I can get fickle-minded and hesistant upon making a right choice, so likes and dislikes are subject to change.

Ok. And the creepiest thing about Heavy/Deep writers are that they forgive, but never forget. Plus, any deep-etched emotional situation/feeling will remain by my side for a lifetime.

So, ya see? Even a slight stroke can says it all.
This means that actions does not necessarily speak louder, than words.

Hmm, moving on. Today’s English lesson was fun. Had a wicked laugh at the queer jobs that were offered to us for a group assignment.
One of which states:

USA
Immediate Vacancy
for one President

Uncontrollable laughter. XD

Not that it’s real. (People, NOTE: IT’S FAKE. PLEASE DON’T GO CALLING AROUND, SCOUTING FOR SUCH A VACANCY.)

In cases where you submit to all seriousness, please, it’s solely for humour purposes.

But as a group, we all came upon an agreement, and chose this for our job advertisement:

Mother Wanted for family of five

Yes, queer indeed, but a great creative drive for a fab finishing.
In fact, as upon glancing through this Mother Wanted advertisement, you would naturally assume of a family of five, literally looking for a mum.

BUT. What if we twist it, and alter it to:

An agency looking for a dog sitter, for a family, of five pups!
Only because their mum ran away/is nowhere to be found.

Hmm. That should be it.
If there isn’t a problem, I’ll be back tomorrow.

Ciao~

Savouring my last moments one step at a time:

1 Plan Chinese assignment for tomorrow.
2 Watch the finale of Star Idol (chill-out session. Am appreciative.)
3 Retire to bedroom and finish up assignment.
4 Read.
5 Most likely to watch Friends at 12.30am or something. (last night out, isn’t it?)

7.19pm.
Can’t believe I wasted two hours napping in the afternoon, when I could have been started on the Chinese assignment.
Yes, though I had this nagging feeling from the moment I arose at 11.45am this day, I have not taken initiative to do it.
I even had this excuse to slack through 2 hours of MTV and burn an hour off the encore telecast of American Idol.

I ought to be shot.

Hmm. Time to get workin’, otherwise I’ll be baked, come tomorrow.

All hail to Danny King for aspiring me to read again!
To think I have entirely lost interest of picking up another book.
I’m eternally gratified.

It’s 12.36am and tomorrow’s Monday.
Am not feeling the least enthused.

Actually, watching Cry_Wolf in an eerily dark theatre spooks me.
In fact, I keep having persistent flashes of a guy wearing a camouflage jacket with a bright orange ski mask glaring at me.
Seriously, a low whisper there and a slight movement here puts me on guard.
To think that I am brave enough to watch a decent horror flick without freaking out. -.-
Considering all I have for defence is a Xbox 360 brochure.

Anyway, I jumped in my seat, once. Like the killer could have chosen another mode of entrance, instead of scaring the wits out of me.
Though this is the prominent scare factor for most horror films these days (not to mention The Eye 2), so am going to be wary of it.

Hmmm. Guess I should quit yakking about Cry_Wolf and head off to bed (yes, everything about me is sleep.), the assignments are almost done with.
GLEAMS.

Whiling away the remaining days of the not-going-all-that-well holidays with Cry_Wolf.

Not a bad film, a milder version of Saw, with a twist to the end.
Had to crane my neck throughout the film, the gradient of the seats weren’t desirable.
Everything did pay off when the film ended; in fact, it was more of a psychological horror film, not that kinda slasher flick.

Now. With Cry_Wolf done, may I boldly say that this is a list of upcoming films I may consider watching:
Ice Age 2: The Meltdown.
X-Men 3: The Last Stand
Slither.
When A Stranger Calls.
The Hills Have Eyes.
Superman Returns. (The new superman is hot.)
The Omen. (Never got to see the trailer, but I guess the title says it all.)
Rent. (Not sure of this, but most likely, RATED.)
Curious George.

Ok. It’s 12.44am, and I have a bad case of bloodshot eyes.
My assignments are KILLING ME.
And not to mention it, but I still do have more awaiting me. Oh hoorah. Cheers for Monday. A whole new week of school.

I don’t know why, but I just have this sudden rush of grogginess, hustling me to bed.
But if I do, it’s just another one of my excuses to skip it!
Oh, the distractions.
I’m having a rare case of premature short attention span, so do pardon me.
I hate it when I have to distract myself now and then. It shows that I am not focused, and in need of a main point of concentration. I lose my patience whenever it comes to unsolvable questions regarding my assignments, not quite studious, as it turns out to be.

Ok. Got to halt here for a minute. I have to finish what’s left of my work.
Do excuse me for this momentary break.

Not feeling perky now. 1.33am, and I have finally made a decision to halt all tiresome activities and head to bed.
The hinges of my brain needs oiling, it’s getting creaky.
Ok, enough of my persistent yapping, I’m off.

Bonne Nuit~ (I trust google to give me the right translation; don’t be mistaken, I don’t major in French.)

Am feeling less pressurized now.
I’m almost a three-quart done with my work!
GRINS.

Hmph. Four days to the end of the holidays.
And I have yet to catch Cry_Wolf! X(
And depressingly enough, Jason Mraz’s concert’s tomorrow. Broods. Frowns.

I guess this holiday is coming to excrement faster than I thought.
It’s like some messed up recipe gone all wrong.
A foul tasting one.
One that would leave a horrible after-taste.

Twists mouth in a funny manner.

Hmm. But aside from the not-I-have-expected-the-holiday-to-be issue, yesterday night was well spent.
The belt of TV programs to catch on a wednesday night is tremendous. From 10pm onwards, I had never fell short of programs to keep myself awake. 0.0
The Light Affair is definitely something I catch every Wednesday night. The timeslot is reasonable enough, so I just watch for the fun of it. =)
It was the season finale for America’s Next Top Model, but I will not be seeing the last of it. Next week’s the renuion. Well, Nicole was crowned Top Model, so no surprise – as I came across spoilers before the season ended in Singapore. =(
Simple Life: Interns! Nicole and Paris goes back-packing across different states to work as interns in companies. Last night was… Ah yes, the internship for the home for the elderly. Haha! It was sooo comical! They held fashion shows for the elderly and even customized their apparels specially for the night. If I’m not wrong, they actually wrote PIMP DADDY on the rim of a hat! XD

Managed to stay awake to catch E.R too.
Hmm, just seem to be interested in medical dramas, not to mention the hot doctors. 😉
OK, ok, so I watch it for the hot doctors, not to boost my knowledge of medical terms.

Think I should get back to my assignments, they are eagerly waiting for me to end my foolish merriment.

God, if this bad feeling would quit bugging me. =/
Taa~

Surprisingly enough, I finally got off my butt to hit the gym.
Actually, I was trying out classes since it was the gym’s open house, so I tagged along with my mum.
The Body Jam class was really energetic! Everyone was practically on their toes, and I was the odd one grinning merrily to myself. =S
Club Jazz was deja vu.

Well, lunch was simple. I had a floss bun from Breadtalk (the classic =D) and bits of naan (with curry filling, YUM =d), garlic bread and a bun with mashed potato as the filling.

30-odd bucks were at stake yesterday.
I was that close to purchasing that Nike tube top I wanted. But sadly, when I tried it on, I looked revolting.
Yes, NIKE. And I actually look sucky in it.
God, I’m going to hurl. On the account of looking bad in Nike. Frowns. =/

Came across Hershey’s in Watsons, so I bought a bar for Hafizah; a motivational gift for exams.
You’re welcome, more will be on the way! X)

OH YES. I bought the March edition of CLEO, and the guys on the front cover, HOT.
I feel so good burning $4.20 on it. It was worth the money spent in exchange for eye candy. X)
Well, with the CLEO’s 50 Most Eligible Bachelors steaming up the issue, how could I refrain myself from buying it?
Well, yes. They are only still pictures, but still.
Furthermore, VJ Colby is in the running, sooo… I hope he bags it!
Gushes. Wish I could attend the Finale bash in MOS. =\

Hmph. My knee aches from all the hopping yesterday; hope it’s worth the while.

Today was not the typical lazy morning I was looking forward to.
In fact, I barely made it to class.
I arose late!
8.25, and my lesson was at 9.
I practically squirmed for a moment, rolled off my bed, sprint to the bathroom and crawled to breakfast.
And last but not least, trod to school sleepy eyed.
Bless my half awoken soul that I was physically sound to cross roads and find my way to school without swaying from side to side groggily.
I would have been this close to be passed off as drunkard with a terrible hang over.

MY EYES. O.-

Yes, science lesson was nonetheless, science.
We just kicked in practical lessons, REJOICE!
Though today was just a simple particulate model of matter experiment – but still.

Am going to turn down my bedspread and be knocked out stone cold.
That is, if I can even find my way to the bed.

XD

Taa~

So, as foretold, the future has spoken.
And my, is it ugly.
I think I shall go stick my head in the urinal bowl now; please do wake me up when everything’s over. =)

Today was today. In fact, I have never felt better being wedged in between hot-headed teams.
The debate was enriching. =D
To think that I would be quivering at the sight of crowds, I did the exact opposite.
Though I was not an accomplished chairperson as Mr Teo had to prompt me half of the time. =P

Can’t wait for the upcoming one! X)

Having a splitting headache now.
It could be due to my insistent shoving of sandwiches down my throat; now it has all went to my head. =(

Well, despite the fact that the debate made my day, my day did not start off particularly well.
Firstly, I forgot my shorts for PE and had to do rounds in the hall. With a skirt on.
Secondly, ditto the shorts incident and I had to tussle with my skirt to do the normal warmups for PE.

But the Math lesson made it all better. The algebraic sums were comforting. X)
God, I am such a geek.

Well, today has been a justifiable day. Well enough to be remembered.

Geek in the Pink; ciao~

I may well forget about launching a rocket or sit around to wait for my bed of roses to bloom, because the week-long holiday is morphing to be a ghoulish nightmare.
Why?
Assignments are inevitably stacking up like UNO stacko, and definitely, the forthcoming holidays does not look promising.
Every single bit.

Week-long? I say, literally.

This week was hectic that I can barely make it through the barb wire obstacle course. I have definitely a hard time steering through the tough challenges set in front of me. Frowns.
But, on the plus side, Monday was a great start to the new week because the reading buddy session was fulfilling.
Well, I was not sure whether I was the shy one or my buddy, but it was definitely a joy to be around him.
In fact, this is the first time I succeeded in voluntary work; the old folks house trip did not count. I was practically bashful whenever they tried to strike a conversation with me.
Gosh.

Tomorrow’s tomorrow. The day I dread the most.

The debate.

Though I’m not the speaker (which is great to hear, less of a earsore then), but the fate of the debate depends on me.
Why so?
What better role I am in, but the chairperson.
I am so falling off my chair now. No, I mean, seriously.
I have to be practically the ‘opening act’ of the debate and let me tell you, it’s not a pretty position to be in.
First of all, I am the middle person. Have to be neutral and technically, I AM in the middle of four table on either sides of me.
Secondly, I am supposed to handle this all on my own. So, I am going to have to run a one-man’s show here.

Am not entitled to share the burden with someone else. It’s a straight out, NO.
The reason why I am whiny about this matter is because I am a crowd-shy person! I shun crowds whenever possible. Now, I am left to be facing thirty-four pupils; it’s no different from being thrown into a sea of sharks and being mangled till I am beyond recognition.

Seriously. If I have to shun them, the only post I have is a table.
Sugar, I’m so going down.

My am I feeling mentally drained sorting this out.

But like how Annie Proulx puts it, ‘If you can’t fix it, you’ve got to stand it’.

Taa~

Love. Truth. Beauty. Freedom.
Moulin Rouge. A timeless and tragic love story between Christian and Satine, played by Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman, respectively.

The set for the movie is lavish and rich colours are enunciated whenever possible.
Not to mention the bold red lipstick Satine has on; it looks really good on her fair skin!

Gosh. Though I wish the story wasn’t all that tragic. But this is only realistic. If they were to write in a happy-go-lucky ending, the movie would be far too predictable.

Really loved the movie.
A film that one can grow with, and never grow weary of its sudden outburst of light-hearted jokes and tear-jerking moments.

Au revoir mes lecteurs~

Chocolat. A story about a town whose lives of townfolks are drastically changed when a sinful indulgence in chocolates makes all the difference.
This movie stars Johnny Depp, Carrie Ann Moss, Juliette Binoche, Victoire Thivisol and Alfred Molina. Well, I speak of them as if I know them, but on a serious note, I’m just listing the few prominent casts that appeared in the movie.
Juliette Binoche plays the chocolatier while Victoire Thivisol plays the chocolatier’s daugther.
These names may not necessarily ring a bell to your movie knowledge, but just to jolt your memory…

Johnny Depp stars in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Remember the quirky Willa Wonka?
Carrie Ann Moss, the Matrix Trilogy. Remember the kick-ass Trinity?
And… last but not least, Alfred Molina, who stars as Dr. Otto Octavius, the villian in Spiderman 2.

Well, Chocolat is a great afternoon movie to burn your tea-time watching and definitely emotional in one way or another.
Especially, not to mention, the occasional scenes of trays of chocolates flashing before your very eyes. Very tantalizing indeed.
In fact, the whole movie touches on chocolates, so be prepared to see chocolate sauce dribbled on chicken to an assortment of chocolates on a three tiered tray.
Yum.

Today seems like a ticking atomic bomb, eager to explode. It just seems like a harsh reminder that a fresh week is starting and as if wanting you to conform to it by pushing you off a cliff without your knowing.
Everything seems to come without a warning.
And as much as I tell myself that this happens every week, and that there is nothing to be fearful about, the feeling just comes back like an occasional tide, in hope of swallowing me.
Sometimes, I wish the human mind wasn’t all that complex. That we could all think simply and just live on basic emotions. Then there would not be so much of worrying, or feel bothered about a certain issue. It would all be plainly based on living for today. No fine lines to squint over, just big, captials and bold. A straight out rule to live under.

But even if all these changes are possible, it would only be far too late. The mind has developed over centuries and a sudden change would deem difficult. So, what else can be done but ride on the waves till I reach the shore, in hope not to be caught under the waves, once again.

Hm. The exams are finally over. But this will not be the last I see from it. Two more are coming up, and the final one would determine where I stand academically.
This may all seem months to come, if technically, half a year, but the fear of it creeping up behind my back, unnoticed is present.
So, no grant shall be taken, and the cultivation of drive must be within me, so as to remain unfazed when the time comes for an unforseen challenge.

The week-long holiday is round the corner. A week more and school’s…. out! But, assignments would be inevitably given, so I don’t expect this holiday to be a laze around one.
Hm, but besides the assignments, I am definitely going to leave some time for goofing around and shopping trips, so I won’t be all burying my head in my books!
I am even planning on trying on the new shade of polish I bought. I wonder how the sheer pink stands out my skin tone. Hope it would not turn out to be disastrous!

Oh yes, time to catch up on my library books too. I have been ignoring them from the moment I plop my school bag on my bed.
Should consider eating away some time I spend on the computer to take up reading. Being a worm beats being a potato! XD

Oh gosh. Oh my. A brief scan of the two paragraphs above just frightens me. How am I supposed to organize and cram everything I’ve mentioned in a week, in an orderly manner?
What if the week-long holiday that lies ahead churns out to be overflowing with assignments?
No TV, no reading, no quiet moments spending doing word searches, no… gulp.

Well, the unthinkable will reveal itself soon enough. Then all my worries would be put to rest. But if, in time, such circumstances should take place, then…
Bottoms up. I’m taking it with me.

But for now, I am living it as it is. Got to go touch up on what’s left of my homework.
Taa~

Bummer.
I am really heavy-eyed and it’s 1.01am in the morning.
And I just realized. I bought the wrong colour of nail polish.

Cringes.

Anyhoos, the pink is sweeter than the one featured in the magazine.
So, I’ll just let it be a blessing in disguise.
Hm. Having an out-of-the-body experience now. If I don’t get off the computer, it’s going to get worse.

Ok. I’ll try.
Taa~

P.S Really. My vision is so blurified. Gosh.

This weekend is going to be like no other.
Maximum homework and minimum entertainment.
Lies on the floor motionless.

Gosh. Now, saturday nights are going to be even more lonesome.
Road to Perdition. It’s all Oscars this month and to make it worse, the Kelsey Grammar’s The Sketch Show has a new timeslot!
OMG. Why?!

Now I’ll to spend my weekend brooding.
Groans.

Oh yes! About the Road Safety talk yesterday.
My, it was an eye-opener. Two videos were shown has a demo to us, in hope of converting us into law-abiding pedestrains.
And this time, it left a mark on me. After all the gruesome clips, IT BETTER BE.

Hm. Time to look on both sides of the road before crossing. Even how deserted the lanes may be.
Who knows?

Went to Westmall after school yesterday (with Joey and Giovanna), and I really love all those bling in Watts In; but the price definitely packs a mean punch.
Really wished I brought enough money, because I was just thinking of dropping in Watsons to get some nail polish.
The Radiant rose from Sally Hansen’s Diamond Strength collection is sweet. =D

I made my way home soon after with four slices of Cheese bread sitting at the bottom of the pit of my stomach (I cannot believe I stuffed myself silly with so much bread!), and sat around for some time before starting on my homework.

Ever since, I have been working at it till now.
Aw. And if I was not so knocked out last night, I would have finished watching The Vanishing; ’cause the movie was just at its climax.
Grunts.

Am going to psyche myself to clear the pile-up.
The work ain’t gonna clear by itself!
Taa~


That’s what she said.

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Non-personal.
Semi-philosophical.
Extremely nonsensical.

Have fun.

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