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Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Lalala.
Enjoying life, watching TV, playing computer, bullying the cat.....couldn't be better!
Enjoying life, watching TV, playing computer, bullying the cat.....couldn't be better!
0.o o.0
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Not much has happened this week. Not many interesting things ever seem to happen -.-
Yesterday I went to enrol in my poly. Even though I got there 20 minutes early there was a LONG queue. About 82 people in front of me. With nothing to do, I resorted to maths to keep myself occupied. 82 people, they probably spend at least 5 minutes at the station, so that's 410 minutes, and since there are 8 counters it becomes about 50 minutes.
And my calculations were almost accurate. I spent the better part of an hour sitting there, staring at the ceiling, rubbing my itchy eyes cos I'd slept too late.
And now I'm going to go off onto the same mental track I've been pacing for the past year. Everyone there looks really really grown up. You know: the rebonded-layered-dyed hairdo, the miniskirt or jeans, colourful sleeveless tops, etc.
I'm feeling rather bitter and emo now so if you're not happy about me bitching about stuff that's all in my head that's too damn bad.
Just kidding.
Today I had lots of fun watching TV, the first 9 episodes of Lost Season 2 on pirated DVDs that you're suppoesd to know about. Pretend you didn't hear that. I can safely say that all the Sawyer fangirls (and there are quite a lot of them) are going to have a field day with the first few episodes.
Arrrgh, I was going to have a paragraph about why I don't hate Jack cos a lot of Lost fans seem to bear him a certain animosity. But then I changed my mind cos I'm getting sleepy and my Lit is lousy anyway.
Hmm...
There's not much to talk about.
...
Again with the ellipses. I should stop using them. Maybe I'd get fewer pimples.
Yesterday I went to enrol in my poly. Even though I got there 20 minutes early there was a LONG queue. About 82 people in front of me. With nothing to do, I resorted to maths to keep myself occupied. 82 people, they probably spend at least 5 minutes at the station, so that's 410 minutes, and since there are 8 counters it becomes about 50 minutes.
And my calculations were almost accurate. I spent the better part of an hour sitting there, staring at the ceiling, rubbing my itchy eyes cos I'd slept too late.
And now I'm going to go off onto the same mental track I've been pacing for the past year. Everyone there looks really really grown up. You know: the rebonded-layered-dyed hairdo, the miniskirt or jeans, colourful sleeveless tops, etc.
I'm feeling rather bitter and emo now so if you're not happy about me bitching about stuff that's all in my head that's too damn bad.
Just kidding.
Today I had lots of fun watching TV, the first 9 episodes of Lost Season 2 on pirated DVDs that you're suppoesd to know about. Pretend you didn't hear that. I can safely say that all the Sawyer fangirls (and there are quite a lot of them) are going to have a field day with the first few episodes.
Arrrgh, I was going to have a paragraph about why I don't hate Jack cos a lot of Lost fans seem to bear him a certain animosity. But then I changed my mind cos I'm getting sleepy and my Lit is lousy anyway.
Hmm...
There's not much to talk about.
...
Again with the ellipses. I should stop using them. Maybe I'd get fewer pimples.
*walks in* *walks out*
Saturday, March 11, 2006
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People have made me scared of clowns.
That is all.
I think I will mentally scar myself and go searching for some pics.
Cheers.
...........
These aren't that scary! They look like the Aliens from Alien.
I'd be more scared if the clown looked more "normal" and just.....kept staring......at me..........with a creepy smile.....
WAAAAAAAH I'M SCARED NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY'RE LOOKING AT ME!!!!
Funny cos I used to like clowns a lot when I was small. Well, there was that one time when this clown lady at Clarke Quay tried to talk to me, but then that was just me being me.
Yeah.....I'm scared of the happy clowns than the cool gothy ones. But I'd be scared if I saw one in my room just sorta.......staring at me........O.O
....ok, I'm scared now.
People have made me scared of clowns.
That is all.
I think I will mentally scar myself and go searching for some pics.
Cheers.
...........
These aren't that scary! They look like the Aliens from Alien.
I'd be more scared if the clown looked more "normal" and just.....kept staring......at me..........with a creepy smile.....
WAAAAAAAH I'M SCARED NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY'RE LOOKING AT ME!!!!
Funny cos I used to like clowns a lot when I was small. Well, there was that one time when this clown lady at Clarke Quay tried to talk to me, but then that was just me being me.
Yeah.....I'm scared of the happy clowns than the cool gothy ones. But I'd be scared if I saw one in my room just sorta.......staring at me........O.O
....ok, I'm scared now.
Ellipse ellipse ellipse
Friday, March 10, 2006
Yesterday I went to my future school to hear a lecture about my course. It is fucking huge. I walked around everywhere feeling intimidated and cos I didn't eat my breakfast my tummy was hurting so I just sat around for 15 minutes staring and the scenery. I don't know how many hundred T-blocks they have, or lecture theatres, or food courts.
Before I went, my mum told me not to wear one of my black shirts. Why? I asked. Cos that's what all the music geeks wear, said my dad. I love my black shirts. They're so nice and baggy. I have one with Beauty and the Beast on it, got it cos it had such a pretty pattern (and that it was baggy made it better), another with a War of the Worlds iron-on thing that the FiRST people sent (nice shirt, only people think I'm a Tom Cruise fan -_-;;), and the last is plain indigo/black with a V-neck. We had to sew patterns on it in Home Econs in Sec 2, and mine sucked cos I can't sew. At the end of the year I ripped out my horrible needlework and hey presto! A new shirt!
Anyway, parents turned out sort right about the music geek thing. There were about.....maybe 5 guys dressed like that: baggy black shirt and pants, cap, iPod, gloomy expression. I could be a guy too! Maybe once terms starts I'll start dressing like that. I have a cap, it'll work.
I had a weird dream the night before that. I dreamt I went to the Poly early, so early that I was the first one there. The Poly looked like an air-conditioned shopping centre, and I was supposed to be headed for Media Room 10. It happened to have an aquarium outside it (musta stared at the one at Suntec too much) with lots of pretty fish.
Then I woke up.
Right now I'm typing this as fast as I can cos I have piano in half an hour. I'll have to skip on aikido today cos the church people have asked me to play in the worship service tomorrow (finally! I'm getting the respect I so richly deserve!), and theyr'e having a rehearsal today at 3.30.
Yesterday I went for aikido with my bro at Spans. I don't like going to Spans for aiki cos
1. there are LOTS of people, ergo
2. people don't watch where they're falling
3. people get hurt (some guy bent my glasses once)
4. most of them are better than me => PAIN
5. everyone is bigger than me, so it's embarrassing if they're a lower grade than me and I can't do my stuff
6. they have no air-con
It's scary there. I was so scared for my specs that I took em off for the duration of the class. They're the frameless invisible type, y'know? I picked em cos I thought they looked cool.
I love ellipses! Have y'all noticed how often I...utilize them? IMO, they make one sound dramatic and thoughtful. Or maybe I've read one too many mangas. Dot Dot Dot is such an effective way to talk. It can convey one's: disdain, shock, awkwardness..............I love em!
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Gonna stop here for now, will type more later.
Before I went, my mum told me not to wear one of my black shirts. Why? I asked. Cos that's what all the music geeks wear, said my dad. I love my black shirts. They're so nice and baggy. I have one with Beauty and the Beast on it, got it cos it had such a pretty pattern (and that it was baggy made it better), another with a War of the Worlds iron-on thing that the FiRST people sent (nice shirt, only people think I'm a Tom Cruise fan -_-;;), and the last is plain indigo/black with a V-neck. We had to sew patterns on it in Home Econs in Sec 2, and mine sucked cos I can't sew. At the end of the year I ripped out my horrible needlework and hey presto! A new shirt!
Anyway, parents turned out sort right about the music geek thing. There were about.....maybe 5 guys dressed like that: baggy black shirt and pants, cap, iPod, gloomy expression. I could be a guy too! Maybe once terms starts I'll start dressing like that. I have a cap, it'll work.
I had a weird dream the night before that. I dreamt I went to the Poly early, so early that I was the first one there. The Poly looked like an air-conditioned shopping centre, and I was supposed to be headed for Media Room 10. It happened to have an aquarium outside it (musta stared at the one at Suntec too much) with lots of pretty fish.
Then I woke up.
Right now I'm typing this as fast as I can cos I have piano in half an hour. I'll have to skip on aikido today cos the church people have asked me to play in the worship service tomorrow (finally! I'm getting the respect I so richly deserve!), and theyr'e having a rehearsal today at 3.30.
Yesterday I went for aikido with my bro at Spans. I don't like going to Spans for aiki cos
1. there are LOTS of people, ergo
2. people don't watch where they're falling
3. people get hurt (some guy bent my glasses once)
4. most of them are better than me => PAIN
5. everyone is bigger than me, so it's embarrassing if they're a lower grade than me and I can't do my stuff
6. they have no air-con
It's scary there. I was so scared for my specs that I took em off for the duration of the class. They're the frameless invisible type, y'know? I picked em cos I thought they looked cool.
I love ellipses! Have y'all noticed how often I...utilize them? IMO, they make one sound dramatic and thoughtful. Or maybe I've read one too many mangas. Dot Dot Dot is such an effective way to talk. It can convey one's: disdain, shock, awkwardness..............I love em!
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Gonna stop here for now, will type more later.
Boring days and Sundays always get me down......
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Tired today.
Earlier I went to my piano teacher's concert. She has a couple of those every year and us students have to play stuff during them. I didn't feel like going cos I don't like performing and there were loads of little kids there, and the air-con was friggin cold so I had to keep squishing my fingers so they wouldn't freeze up and not work.
Managed to get through my piece with minimal trouble, and I'm sure I covered up any mistakes pretty well. Though.....I'd like to know how good it was. Teacher said it was nice, and parents did too, but I'd like to know how good/bad it was, cos it'd make me feel better. Can't count on myself for judging it, cos I was concentrating on hitting the right notes, and I'd give myself (as Simon said) a ten out of ten anyway. Which is nice, but not very useful if one wants to improve.
Sundays make me sad. Know why? They signal the end of the week, and it pains me to see the time flitter away, turning into night before giving way to Monday morn and the start of another week. 'Course that doesn't matter much now that I don't go to school, but I still feel sad every week, it's a knee-jerk reaction after 10 years of stressful eddycation.
Bored, bored, bored.
Tomorrow I think I'm going out with my good mates who, like me, are JC-dropouts. Gonna have some fun while the rest of the the stupid smart people go to school like good little students. At the moment we're divided over what to watch. One of us wants to watch Final Destination 3, and after I found out more about the movie from my other buddy (who happens to be going to school tomorrow with the stupid smart people), I don't want to see it. She said even the guys who were in their group were creeped out, and one of them even fled the cinema.
She's made me scared to use my camera now! Dammit. I like that camera, and now I can't use it without getting the creepy feelings.
What is there to talk about? Oh, I got my first choice for JAE registration. Parents were thrilled and wanted to go out for a celebratory dinner. Which I thought was completely unnecessary. See, I had about a 99.9999999% chance I'd make it into that course. The only way I wouldn't would be if Something happened like a UFO crashing into the MOE building or something. Do you give people rewards for things that are so easy to do that it's almost funny?
Come here, and let me give you a trophy for putting on this green shirt.
... ...
Does anyone even read this?
Never mind.
I was reading the blog of one of the guys from my JC class. Seems they got zoo tickets for raising lots of money. Sounds like they'll have fun. I don't like the zoo anymore. Visited it too much as a child, and I don't like walking everywhere and always smelling crap.
......now there's been a change of plans. Now I have tomorrow free. Nice time to watch TV. And play GameCube maybe.
Earlier I went to my piano teacher's concert. She has a couple of those every year and us students have to play stuff during them. I didn't feel like going cos I don't like performing and there were loads of little kids there, and the air-con was friggin cold so I had to keep squishing my fingers so they wouldn't freeze up and not work.
Managed to get through my piece with minimal trouble, and I'm sure I covered up any mistakes pretty well. Though.....I'd like to know how good it was. Teacher said it was nice, and parents did too, but I'd like to know how good/bad it was, cos it'd make me feel better. Can't count on myself for judging it, cos I was concentrating on hitting the right notes, and I'd give myself (as Simon said) a ten out of ten anyway. Which is nice, but not very useful if one wants to improve.
Sundays make me sad. Know why? They signal the end of the week, and it pains me to see the time flitter away, turning into night before giving way to Monday morn and the start of another week. 'Course that doesn't matter much now that I don't go to school, but I still feel sad every week, it's a knee-jerk reaction after 10 years of stressful eddycation.
Bored, bored, bored.
Tomorrow I think I'm going out with my good mates who, like me, are JC-dropouts. Gonna have some fun while the rest of the the stupid smart people go to school like good little students. At the moment we're divided over what to watch. One of us wants to watch Final Destination 3, and after I found out more about the movie from my other buddy (who happens to be going to school tomorrow with the stupid smart people), I don't want to see it. She said even the guys who were in their group were creeped out, and one of them even fled the cinema.
She's made me scared to use my camera now! Dammit. I like that camera, and now I can't use it without getting the creepy feelings.
What is there to talk about? Oh, I got my first choice for JAE registration. Parents were thrilled and wanted to go out for a celebratory dinner. Which I thought was completely unnecessary. See, I had about a 99.9999999% chance I'd make it into that course. The only way I wouldn't would be if Something happened like a UFO crashing into the MOE building or something. Do you give people rewards for things that are so easy to do that it's almost funny?
Come here, and let me give you a trophy for putting on this green shirt.
... ...
Does anyone even read this?
Never mind.
I was reading the blog of one of the guys from my JC class. Seems they got zoo tickets for raising lots of money. Sounds like they'll have fun. I don't like the zoo anymore. Visited it too much as a child, and I don't like walking everywhere and always smelling crap.
......now there's been a change of plans. Now I have tomorrow free. Nice time to watch TV. And play GameCube maybe.