Just finished RS report, and final draft submission's over. Unless a miracle happens, this will be the furthest I will see my scenario go. Quite probably it will never reach Australia. I'm not expecting to win.

Scenario Writing's really slack compared to other RS groups and yet we use up lots of resources. I wonder why, really; we only have 8 people if we include the seniors and 6 if we don't. Normally the seniors don't come for the Sec2s' RS block.

And we take up the entire Media Resource Room. It's booked nearly every week just for 6 people to use, and outside in the library we see 6-8 people crowded around one small table. And we're normally just doing the usual stuff: peer editing and discussion. There's a vague feeling of Schadenfreude watching others suffer outside, but I normally feel quite guilty about it. :/

We're the tiniest Research Studies group in the school. Only Sec2s and Sec4s doing Middle and Senior Division respectively, and other people's one RS group (CMPS: 8 people per group) is equal to the number of people doing Scenario Writing at any one time in RGS. And mostly we just sit around and slack, or edit our scenarios some more, or discuss each other's stories.

It got boring. I got sick of my story and I think others did too. Notwithstanding, I have to say that I eventually developed a very personal, love-hate relationship with my scenario and fangirled over Xinyuan's cute guy character, Erik, freaking her out.

Thus concludes my little pep talk for myself to strive on and continue editing my darned RS report. There'll be another draft submission, and another, and another before I'll finally be rid of it. Grah.

This is creepy.

I was counting my September allowance money (which is in small change because I hate big notes) and this is what happened:

"One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. One-one. One-two. One-three. One-four - oh shoot- I mean, fourteen!"

Oh gosh yesterday and today were awesome.

Yesterday was Teachers' Day. :D It was super funny can, I was totally anyhowly doing the ACES exercises with Yeqi but crashed into Mala a few times. Whoops. And Yeqi refused to take off her culottes because she wasn't wearing shorts. I refused to take off my culottes because I wore the wrong (read: going-to-drop) pair of shorts to school underneath my culottes. Then we went off to go watch the Teachers' Day performance, and to Xinyuan's team's credit, they did fairly well for backstage. 212 was right at the back and nobody really noticed us sneaking off to put presents in the teachers' lockers before the performance ended to avoid the human jam.

Then Rach Vic and me went back to Rosyth. When we were walking there Rach and I suddenly felt like peeing and made Vic rush with us to the school. But there was this sign saying "Rosyth welcomes all ex-Rosythians to visit from 1.30pm to 3.30pm." (WHAT WELCOME MAN.)

So I begged the security guard to let us in because it was the only toilet in the vicinity, but he thought we were trying to scam him into letting us in. Then I started arguing with him but it didn't work. ("We have had people trying to trick us before! Cannot! Cannot! Don't try to trick us ah, we know what you're up to!!!") So Kumar-esque.

I called Wesley and he was at NYPS with Werty. Vic called Joseph Lee who proclaimed his intention to not see me and hung up on her. How nice.

Anyway we met Kester and headed off to AMK Hub to wait out the 2 hours, where we met up with Jingyi Jiaen Enting Wig Cel Tessa Yingx Yiwye Raveen and Marcus. Then we took up three whole tables when we went to the foodcourt for lunch, shiok :D Everyone noticed Vic and I switched nametags. Glendon came with Song Sim later, and only Song Sim got confused ahaha. Vic then decided to be random and wore all four nametags (Cel's, mine, her own and Rach's) and took a photo.

I forgot what happened later, but since Song Sim said his batch was coming we zao-ed to go shopping. I got a load of sweets from Minitoons but they kept telling me "minimum 100g!" so I kept adding in more and more.

By the time we realised it was 12.45pm they'd all left for Rosyth already. >:( We bussed over to Rosyth where all the other ex-students were almost rioting because the guard refused to let them in even though it was already freaking 1.20pm and 10 minutes wouldn't make much of a difference. SO KUMAR-ESQUE. We were banging on the fence already. Then this bus wanted to drive in but couldn't because secondary school kids were blocking the driveway.

It's all Mavis's fault la. Finally they let us in but we were confined to the IBC where we nearly died of boredom, but at least we got to see Mrs Tong, Hulaoshi, Mrs Kohyy and Ms Khoo. Wesley turned up with Werty ("Werty waits for no one"). None of the teachers realised Werty wasn't actually a Rosythian, but they didn't believe Wesley's story of his being Nathanael either. :D

Then we saw our seniors again (Batch 19) but they were taking photos and everything. Wesley and Werty left. Vic and I were dying of boredom and she needed to do her homework and I needed to prepare for the next day so we left, and saw guess-who-else at the bus stop.

Vic attempted to flee quietly to escape the duo but phayled because I was gesticulating wildly at her at the bus stop, causing Wesley to turn around and give us both very strange looks. Vic attempted to hide behind the traffic light pole but her Richardson house tee gave her away. :D


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Uh today was pretty cool too except for the fact that my hair was gross and no yearmates told me (I LOOKED LIKE I HAD A BALDING PATTERN CAN), and something else which shall not be mentioned except that it goes down as the most embarrassing situation I've ever been in, surpassing even the time when I had a Bimbo Attack on stage during Humanities Quiz and paisehed myself beside the sedately calm Siying and Xinyuan. Just one thing though: wanting to BE like is different from like. Like the time Sarah Siaw booked me but all I could think of was "Omg so THIS is the famous Sarah Siaw?!" (Unlike all you boliao people, I don't know her as the Daniel Sarah, but as the pro Sarah who won Middle Div for Scenario Writing or something.)

I guess I'll have to go jogging everyday or something to build up my stamina, or I'll just embarrass myself in front of the whole world. In a way, I'll be out of my comfort zone too, but at least there's Yingxin to share the stress with :)

Heh jiayou yearmates for your different posts!

FPS RS report due tomorrow. Sian. CAP mentorship and Scenario Writing results still not out yet. Sian.

This is really funny. :D Xiaxue's Guide To Life FTW!

Julianne, Ju and Alfred are ownage.

I don't feel much like blogging here after blogging on the yearblog. :D

AM SUPERBUSY THESE FEW DAYS CAN?!

And I thought English PT was due today, so I started chionging and finished it last night. So I'm relatively freer today.

Sardines are good.

So are birthdays. Happy birthday Gloria! I can't do gay smiles while wishing people happy birthday, so I'm sorry for the dao look I gave you while wishing you today.

I hate Xinyuan. She says she doesn't want to be in the same class as me next year.

Jiayou yearmates, again :D

I shall go do something more productive.

GRAH I DIDN'T GO FOR LITSEM AND I HATE THE WORLD.

I wasn't feeling so bad about it at first, but it seems like the ENTIRE CAP was there and then some. And there were CAP gatherings aplenty too.

Damn. If I were there I'd never stick only to the RGS people. And it sounded so fun too and the next Litsem will be FREAKING NEXT YEARRRRRRRRR.

I feel emo. And there was Poetry Slam and all too. Everyone's saying Litsem was fun or Litsem made them emo or Litsem whatever.

Everyone in the world went for Litsem. All my friends went for Litsem. Or maybe I just happen to like making friends with Lit people unconsciously, but well, you get the point.

On a random note, I kind of want RALA. Which sucks because I won't be able to get in even if my Lit GPA's still 4.0 because of my overall grades, and my mum would never sign the consent form.

I can FEEL my GPA dropping further than its already-lower-than-last-year score.

I hate the world.

Heh maybe it's the whole emo thing but Lingzhi's email almost made me want to cry, for some weird reason. Even though it's like totally not emo at all :/

I wanna watch Train Man (Dian Che Nan)!!!

Quite a lot of stuff has been happening this week, many of which caused aching feet, calves, thighs, upper arm muscles and strangely enough, near-top-of-ribcage muscles. Exercise is always a good thing, though. And everyone knows that after muscles ache, you'll get more muscle bulk.

Jiayou yearmates :D

Today was pretty fun. Had Science and we did some survey thingy. Everyone accused me of being the ONLY one to say that Greg the lab techie from CSI is hot D: It was a GROUP decision to put that on the whiteboard!

Then art, people were saying my Hello Kitty piece was kiddishly cute as usual. (Thanks Gloria!) I'm sick of cutesy stuff already. What made everything worse was my inevitable slowness at completing my piece (the picture's quite complicated to draw) and the fact that I have to use freaking pastels for my picture now. Mrs Ho disallowed black and bright, strong colours, which were how I intended my cartoon characters to be painted in the first place. Grahhhh. At least mine isn't some dark emo picture. I'd hate to be depressed while painting my piece. I like Delia's and Samantha's. Their pictures were quite cool without being sian or overly bleak. Xinyuan's was nice only because her main characters were two lovers kissing (MCR's Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge woots) and it's so OOC of her that it's surprising.

I just found out today that KAP stands for King Albert Park.

CLE was totally rubbishy la. We just argued over the meeting with Mr Eon and eventually Hilary got a call from him to arrange for us to meet on Monday instead. Still, I can't wait. It's one of my dream SL projects, really.

Oooh and Lingzhi taught Sara Verna me how to do salsa! She's freakingly pro kay, I never knew she was such an amazing dancer :D Lingzhi and Sara should go be cheerleaders, seriously. I've got a video of me klutzing around trying to follow the steps while Lz was pro-ly and effortlessly dancing. Man I hate that woman.

On a random note, I look gross without my spectacles.

Eh somehow this quiz didn't look so interesting on Yeqi's blog but on Gloria's and Xinyuan's it looked more fun.

I'm afraid of 22 out of 72 common fears.

[ ] the dark
[x] staying single forever
[x] being a parent
[x] giving birth
[ ] being myself in front of others
[ ] open spaces
[ ] closed spaces
[ ] heights
[ ] dogs
[ ] birds
[ ] fish
[ ] spiders
[ ] flowers or other plants
[ ] being touched
[x] fire
[x] deep water (yes, VERY.)
[ ] snakes
[ ] silk
[ ] the ocean
[x] failure
[ ] success
[ ] thunder/lightning
[ ] frogs/toads
[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad
[ ] boyfriends/girlfriends mom
[x] rats
[x] jumping from high places
[ ] snow
[ ] rain
[ ] wind
[x] crossing hanging bridges (I hate it even more when people jump on them. SO annoying.)
[x] death (KIASI HAHAH)
[ ] heaven
[ ] being robbed
[ ] falling
[ ] clowns
[ ] dolls
[ ] large crowds of people
[ ] men
[ ] women
[x] having great responsibilities
[ ] doctors, including dentists
[ ] tornadoes
[ ] hurricanes
[x] incurable diseases
[ ] sharks
[ ] Friday the 13th
[x] ghosts
[x] poverty (who wouldn't?)
[ ] Halloween
[ ] school
[ ] trains
[ ] odd numbers
[ ] even numbers
[x] being alone
[x] becoming blind
[x] becoming deaf
[x] growing up* (reason below.)
[ ] creepy noises in the night
[ ] bee stings
[x] not accomplishing my dreams/goals
[x] needles
[ ] blood
[ ] dinosaurs
[ ] the welcome mat
[ ] high speed
[x] throwing up
[x] falling in love (more like getting dumped, but whatever.)
[ ] super secrets
[ ] fear

Total: 22... if you wish to post this in your journal, it's been requested that you title it I'm afraid of _ out of 72 common fears...


If you get more than 30, I strongly recommend some counseling.
If you get more than 20, you’re paranoid. (Haha I'm paranoid!)
If you get 10-20, you are normal.
If you get 10 or less, you’re fearless.
People who don’t have any are liars, dirty, dirty liars.


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*I want to go back to P6, when I was politically apathetic, more bimbotic than I am now and very happy.

And I want my P6 group back D: ShiyuanCalebJustin! All the English Compo Class sick discussions we had, and everything. Caleb's awesome drawing skills (the guy's in AEP now :O), Shiyuan's innocence and Justin, who was like Shiyuan's foil or something. And the teachers broke our group up for talking too much in class :( Those guys were the best, they never ostracized me or anything just because I was the only girl in the group. Especially Shiyuan, he was one of my 5 all-time favourite people.

D: I don't want to grow up.

Is it just me, or do poems that rhyme sound more immature?

And by the way, I don't like being told to get a life. Who can define what a life is, anyway? If I'm perfectly happy doing the things I'm doing (even, say, staring at blank computer screens), I don't see the point of changing it. And my dad doesn't have a life either, so he shouldn't be criticising me for supposedly lacking one too. :)

And I love you Vic :D you always know what to say, like "EVEN IF I WASN'T FREE, I WOULD MAKE MYSELF FREE, BECAUSE THERE CAN NEVER BE NO TIME TO TALK ABOUT ____, _____ and _________!"

I shall thank everyone for tagging, because I know I haven't been appreciating my taggers enough. Esp for the whole cheer-up-about-your-pimples thing, which really, I'm fine about now.

Lol the centre couldn't find my record wth. So anyway I postponed the facial to a more sensible timeslot. At least this time I'll be able to do stuff with yearmates before the treatment starts :DD And they won't see me with a horrible swollen face.

Anyway anyway!

Ended up having PT meeting instead, after the to-do with the centre and calling here and there and cancelling and postponing and everything. Anyway it was already too late to go for the treatment by then. (Eh sorry yearmates I know I said there'd be facial and there wasn't any in the end. I had no idea what I was going to do until this morning, but I promise I'll be there next week! :D)

Xinyuan came over and yay double PT meeting :D Which was more like just English PT brainstorming because she and her pro mum already finished all the calculations omg I feel so dintei (take up space) la, sit there do nothing except marvel at the amazing set of workings.

I just realised today that Metro Compass Point has TWO entrances. Well, three if you count the second floor. And that CP has very few toilets and hidden trash bins. And that I talk like my mum. And that if you stand too close to huge puddles on the bus bays, you're just asking for it because the buses will invariably splash you with black muddy water. (No, I didn't get splashed.)

I think we have cool copies, though mine still needs a huge dose of wit. But everything's just so so so awesome and we're like almost done so :) But Maths PT feels so weird, because HELLO I KNOW NEXT TO NOTHING, STILL.

(Yes I know I've been tagged to do the quiz (eh sorry Grace :D) but I AM SO LAZY so I shall do it some other day. Anyway I think Grace is an extremely nice plus chio person with rebonded hair I wish I had and am SUPERJEALOUS of. That's a short summary of my answer, so. )

Since some people view my post on being a Grammar/Spellingnazi as being elitist, let me clarify my points:

1. I cannot stand it when people refuse to make an effort to speak/type/write good English. If the person's trying already, I don't hate the person. I just won't be able to communicate properly with him/her, through no fault of either of us.

2. I can't stand twits. The kind who may or may not be able to spell properly but intentionally doesn't choose to do so in cyberspace. It's fake, annoying and an obstacle to communication.

3. Yes, I DO want to marry someone who doesn't just possess decent EL skills, but can actually write well. So that's my choice, and you, my dear (probably female) reader can stop harrassing me on MY standards for guys because you probably want to marry a rich guy and that's just elitism of another kind if you consider it elitism at all. From my point of view, it's a perfectly reasonable request.

I was reading the quiz Yeqi did for me when it suddenly struck me that she said she was scared of my face at first.

Are other people scared of my face too?

I never wanted this. It was P4-P5 when the acne started showing itself, and it just got worse and worse even though people were nice enough not to laugh at me or anything. So I went for treatment, and unless you've been through it yourself, you won't understand how painful it is. Each time they just squeeze one small pustule, it hurts like hell and you wish you'd lose consciousness only that you CAN'T, and then if they're not satisfied they'll squeeze again and again and again and each time it'll hurt more and more and more.

I cried so many times because it was so damn painful. Maybe, if I was lucky, the area they were working on would become numb. Then it wouldn't hurt so much.

To think the beauticians thought I had a high pain threshold; it's just a matter of whether you're screaming out loud or not.

Bloody treatments. Then the pimples started getting less and less, and I was happy because I thought I'd won, dammit!

But no, they've left their mark. And these will stay for life. There's no point even if my features are okay or if I manage to get a nice figure, because the minute people see my FACE they'll be scared off.

I'm not going to say "what did I do to deserve this", because there's no point. First the curse of being too tall and getting pimples earlier than everyone else at an age when I was far too immature to realise what'd happen if I didn't stop the acne, and now I'm forever going to be short and ugly.

Life sucks.

insane fantasies;
of us spinning away and
into butterflies.

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Vic and I are officially spellingnazis :D Well to an extent, grammarnazis too. We both CAN'T STAND people who twit/use sms language inappropriately (such as on blogs) and have a blatant disregard for the conventions of English grammar.

People who mangle their words shouldn't be allowed to use them.

The Olympics hold no attraction for me, and I don't like mugging.

Ennui is a nice word.

Quiz from Yeqi and Gloria!

1)The person who tagged you is? Your relationship with him/her is?
1. Yeqi. I'm not quite sure what our relationship is though, diagonally-behind-me seatmate and awesome friend?
2. Gloria. This is interesting. Classmate and friend, but I'm also a loyal blogstalker of hers. (Blogstalker, because I don't tag.)
3. Xinyuan. She didn't tag me. Fellow CAPper, scenario writer, backstage crewmember (that's AVPA to you, mortal), Humanities Quiz 3rdplace-er and seatmate.

3) Your first impression of him/her is?
Yeqi: Too friendly to be true. One of the people who I KNOW I can talk to from the first 5 minutes of conversation. I refused to believe the bit about her cross-stitching a Winnie The Pooh before though, she doesn't look like the kind.
Gloria: Pretty. Cheerleader-ish, and somewhat bossy (sorry, it's a FIRST impression!). Can scare people if she wants to. Liberal. Looks more like a Tarbetian than a Bucklean, somehow?
Xinyuan: Wtf what's a guy doing here? (No la, somehow the pervert side of me keeps remembering her exposed back everytime she rocked her chair forward cuz I was sitting behind her)

4) The most memorable thing he/she has done for you is?
Yeqi: Helping with my MoV choice of costume (Portia! Squeee) and more recently, ordering me to get Pink Dolphin for her during recess in class.
Gloria: I think she hugged me. OH WAIT, SHE SAVED MY LIFE BEFORE ASSEMBLY ONCE LEH! Everyone loves Gloria because she brings lots of ties to school. :D
Xinyuan: Uh, alot. Can't remember already.


5) The most memorable thing he/she has said to you is ?
Yeqi, Gloria, Xinyuan: WALAOEH HOW I REMEMBER SIA!
Yeqi: I look like a cat!
Gloria: *huge mash of cheem points in her Debate Voice*
Xinyuan: I like Bosco Wong. (Sorry this is the most I can reveal on a public blog.)

6) If he/she becomes your lover , you will?
Yeqi, Gloria, Xinyuan: Ew. I don't know, really.

7) If he/she became your lover, what should he/she improve at?
Yeqi: The Paikia Look. She's already relatively paikia, but NOT ENOUGH NOT ENOUGH. My date must be able to look awesomely cool.
Gloria: Talk slower to look more wen3zhong4 and Sir Oracle-ish. :D
Xinyuan: Hair, so she'll look shuai. I never thought I'd say this :O

8) If he/she becomes your enemy, what would you do ?
Yeqi: Steal her cat hat.
Gloria: CUT OFF HER NICE HAIR MUAHAHAHHAHA.
Xinyuan: Kill her hairdresser. Or whoever sheared off her hair. I'll keep the one who layered her hair so nicely that nobody could tell she cut it.

9) If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?
Yeqi: Les jokes :/
Gloria: I stole her copy of The Color Purple.
Xinyuan: She shaved all her hair off.

10) The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is ?
Yeqi: Get her a Playboy Bunny costume. It's not that big a jump from Cat to Bunny anyway.
Gloria: I feel bad about keeping the library's copy of The Color Purple for so long, but I don't know where on the shelves it is now. (...so too bad :D)
Xinyuan: Lock her up and give her a makeover.

11) Your overall impression of him/her is ?
Yeqi: Paikia. Half Jap already. Likes gayguys.
Gloria: Should be a cheerleader. 'Nuff said.
Xinyuan: Completely huggable scarily smart. Future opposition politician.


12) How do you think people around you will feel about you ?
Sullen and uncooperative? I'm like that for most of the time anyway.

13) The characteristic you love most about yourself is?
My amazing appetite. It's absolutely stunning; I ate 1 heaped plate of rice (plus another 1/2 later), 2 bowls of soup, peanut butter cookie and half a plate of vegetables for dinner.

14) On the contrary , the characteristic you hate most about yourself is ?
Being unintentionally dao and sometimes very kaypoh.

15) The most ideal person you want to be is?
XINYUAN. Well, just the brains, actually. I want Grace/Gloria's chioness haha. And Yeqi/Rachel(Yo)'s paikianess.

16) For people that care & like you, say something to them.
Uh. I love you too?

17) Pass this quiz to 10 people who you want to know how they feel about you.

Tagging,
Yeqi,
Gloria,
Xinyuan

Why does Yeqi keep saying 'ne'?!

National Day. There was nothing much to do for the school celebration; being Function I/C I should have been the busiest one, but just about everyone ELSE had a job to do, like moving microphones or something. The Sec1s who did backstage at Amphi and RachelC and Anabelle at the Parade Square were absolute dears, they hardly made a mistake.

During singalong all the AV people got in a circle and started bouncing around. It's the best way I can describe it, some people were dancing and others were swaying.

Gosh I hate how everything's happening today. RC stuff and Borders trip and Rosyth gatecrashing.

Went for prac in the end. I'm pretty glad I went in the end or catching up would've been crazy, and yes, as usual, anything with yearmates is awesome, but.

1. What Would Have Happened Had I Gone For Rosyth Gatecrashing

From Vic's blog, it seems they went to J8 and watched Kester hide from his nemesis, the Bishan Gay. Who is, incidentally, featured in today's papers. Bet his fame will rise, and more hot guys will go look at him and make him happy.

But then again.

NICKY
Well, okay, but just so you know —
IF YOU WERE GAY
THAT'D BE OKAY.
I MEAN 'CAUSE,
HEY,I'D LIKE YOU ANYWAY.
BECAUSE YOU SEE,
IF IT WERE ME,
I WOULD FEEL FREE
TO SAY THAT I WAS GAY
(BUT I'M NOT GAY.)

-Avenue Q, If You Were Gay

Everyone's A Little Bit Racist's good too.

Then they met up with a whole lot of 6GEPRosyth06-ers and HULAOSHI AAAH THE MU LAO HU!

...and I missed it.

2. What Would Have Happened If I Had Gone For The Borders Trip + Denise's House

I would have gotten my 3-for-the-price-of-2 Twilight series books, damn! (And we've been planning the trip for so long too. >:( ) Hannah Yunteng Xinyuan were studying together (now where did Denise go?) at BK and FINISHED GEOG. Then Xinyuan went to Denise's house which is apparently very nice, and probably had loads of fun.

I missed that too.

Sucks to be me. Oh well at least I didn't miss yearmates :D (miss in the didn'tgo sense, not in the I Miss You sense)

I badly need to live up to my own expectations.

Nobody will believe this, but I write to disappear into someone else's world. It's working too well now, though; I looked in the mirror last night and didn't recognize myself.

Scary, isn't it. I don't show people my poems sometimes because I feel they aren't me, but it's getting better now. Or maybe I'm just more thickskinned.

First my prose made me feel like puking, and now my poetry's starting to feel that way too.

I'm incoherent, but whatever.

Lit quiz tomorrow, and I feel so slack compared to everyone else. Chicken essence and a good dose of studying are what I need, like, now. Seeing as New Moon got heartlessly kidnapped from me today. D:

Grahhhh I screwed up CSI practical, majorly. Probably the ONLY thing I got right was the final answer, but why do I screw up so much why why whyyyyyy. And this is not a perfectionist rant, the kind of "dang, I only messed up abit but I shall whine to high heavens about it" complaint but a Proper "I am going to fail this nao" rant.

Health check today was fairly okay. There was Maths before that, but I completely wasn't listening most of the time because I forgot to bring my freaking health booklet and was worrying about it.

(EH I MUST MENTION THIS FIRST. WENFEI IS DAMN NICE CAN, I JUST RANDOMLY MENTIONED THAT I LIKE THE TWILIGHT SERIES AND SHE BROUGHT NEW MOON TO SCHOOL THE NEXT DAY OMG WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH NICE JUNIORS)

Okay done. Then we had health check, the nurse gave me a "walaoeh another one" look when she saw me empty-handed but didn't go on about it much. Backbone check cleared yayyyy :D but I have to check my posture from now on, I've been sitting in queer positions lately and that's not good. (Don't think sick/wrong.)

Btw I think the "Do you smoke" question is a bit funny la, even if we DO smoke we wouldn't tell the nurse right! They'd might as well ask "Do you do drugs, sniff glue, smoke pot, have unprotected sex..." -.-

I think my dad's not very happy about my not getting into PB. But I'm not the prefectish type of person what! Prefects have to be abnormally nice in the first place to compensate for their having to do their duty (ie. booking people) so that people won't hate them so much. I am just Not Nice Enough.

Somehow we slacked around for a good 2 hours before CSI practical started. I screwed it up.

Lunch, then history. Forgot what we did during history, I was reading through my scenario before RS and Yeqi was being complimented on her imba drawing skills by Ms Lee.

It is damn scary to be told by Xinyuan that I'm becoming a Xinyuan. I DON'T WANT TO BECOME A XINYUAN LA GOSH.

RS, Ms Chen wasn't there but Ms Ong announced the results for Middle Div. Got in la, but I think the group's going to be quite split up because of it. Hope not, but it probably will happen. Anyway, it's a long, long road and I think everyone's goal is International Conference, which is freakinghard to get into.

Never mind la. I guess the only thing we can do now is to take things one step at a time, and count our blessings for each step we've managed to complete.

So philosophical. :/

Lolol today was fun. :D

Some hornet/bee flew into our class today and scared the hell outta everyone. It flew around in Ms Leow's class all the way until it decided to settle down right above my group.

Belaying was okay la, at least for me, because belayers should ideally be solid and heavy. (Which rather unfortunately, I am. Not tall, but SOLID. Which is annoying.) I was also the climber again for the second time, which doesn't make much sense because everyone should want the light people to be climbers right?

"Am I on belay?" (:

Chinese was quite frankly, a rather wasted hour. Most of the block was spent on scolding us for not memorising the gonghan format and therefore failing the FA miserably. The class was effectively polarised into Perceived Hardworking people and Perceived Lazy people. Perceived, because people might have copied from one another or simply didn't study but have better memories or something. I didn't study the format but memorised the model answer so it was still okay la. At first names weren't mentioned but soon it was less about the mistakes made than the people who made those mistakes. Yeah it's okay to get angry at us, but there's no need to nitpick and take it out on individuals right :/

History was about how the Communists Ruined Everything And Screwed The British again. Once Ms Lee gets excited about any topic, it's hard to get her to stop. Basically I was pretty much zonking out, including during Maths except when I was arguing with Ms Hoo that I like my sin on the right hand side, and I'll be emotionally scarred for life if I shift it to the left. :D

Geog was about Population Studies, which I like because it's FINALLY about people. I can do anything people-related, but trees are just boring.

National Day was sian. I ran around and generally messed up the function, both Fancy Drill and NDP GOH contingent were complaining but there was only one of me to help both sides k :/ hope everything goes fine on the actual day itself.

Dear Diary.

Mood: Apathetic

My life is spiralling downwards. I couldn't get enough money to go to Blood Red Romance's Suffocate Me Dry concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favourite songs, like Stab My Heart Cause I Love You, Depart My Soul and of course, Stabby Rip Stab Stab.

It doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing, y'know, like that guy from that band could do. Somedays.

I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be. You'd be non-conforming too if you look just like me. I have paint on my nails, and makeup on my face. I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs.

'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag; I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag! 'Cause our dudes don't like chicks, and our chicks don't like dykes. 'Cause Emo is one step below Transvestite!

Stop my breathing and slit my throat. I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows; I must be emo.

I'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem; the way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween. I have no real problems but I like to make believe. I stole my sister's mascara and now I'm grounded for a week!

Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies. I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing. Girls keep breaking up with me. It's never any fun; they said they already have a p****y, they don't need another one!

Stop my breathing and slit my throat. I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows; I must be emo. Dye on my hair and polish on my toes: I must be emo. I play guitar and write suicide notes! I must be emo.

My life is just a black abyss, y'know, it's so dark. And it's suffocating me. Grabbing hold of me, tightening its grip...tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans! Which look great on me, by the way.

When I get depressed, I cut my wrists in every direction. Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an --. I write in a Livejournal and wear thick rimmed glasses. I told my friends I bleed black and cry during class. I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth; you play me Catcher in the Rye, and watch me --. I wear skin-tight clothes while hating my life. If I said I like girls, I'd only be half right!

I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo. I must be emo. Screw Xbox and play old school Nintendo! I must be emo. I like to whine and hate my parentals. I must be emo. Me and my friends all look like clones. I-must-be-eeeeeemo.

My parents don't get me, y'know. They think I'm gay just 'cause they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple guys. But I mean, it's the 2000s. Can't two, or four dudes make out with each other without being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know, Diary, sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me. You're my best friend.

I feel like tacos.

Anyway.

GOH contingent practice today was a bit notneeded la, seeing as they could easily have taught us the procedure one day before the actual thing.

My darling yearmates can be amusing sometimes.

We slacked around in the foyer for a while, which was when I saw this random guy reading the stuff on the board in the foyer. Then I realised the guy was wearing culottes, which could only mean Xinyuan, and her new haircut.

Lolol we got the slope to stand on, which has its pros and cons.

Audrey and Lingzhi got called away for fancy drill practice. GOH practice ended, so we waited for Aud and Lz until 10 when they trudged for the last time to the canteen looking tired and emo. We wanted to start shouting in the canteen, but eventually decided against it so as not to scare the Indian Orchestra people who were having their break nearby.

Sindhu kept laughing.

Then Macs brunch with Aud SindhuSara Lz. Aud and Sindhu were the last 2 people to buy hotcakes before the menu changed to the lunch one. -.- Aud, being in Advanced Maths which automatically deems her a logical, organized and very neat person, spread her butter on her pancakes so evenly that we couldn't even see the melted butter below the glossy syrup sheen. Sindhu, on the other hand, personifies Gloriously Messy eating. Her hotcakes looked simultaneously gross and delicious. I don't have photos, but by the time she was done splashing butter and syrup on her pancake, there were yellow blobs of gooey half-melted butter EVERYWHERE and the pancakes were unevenly drenched in sweet brown syrup


...gastronomical heaven.

From Gloria!

Rules:
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

Starting time: 7.03pm

Name: Dehobo

Sisters: 0

Brothers: 0

Shoe size: Uh. 14?! I think I buy a different brand of shoe from everyone else. But doesn't the WHOLE WORLD wear Northstar?

Height: 160cm. I'm proud to say that in 2 years, I actually managed to grow 1cm.
Where do you live: Next to Rivervale Mall

Favourite drinks: Soybean milk :D

Favourite breakfast: Something with potatoes and tuna. Delifrance's potato stuffed with tuna?

Have you ever been on a plane?: I agree with Gloria: DUH.

Swam in the ocean: Nope. I suck at swimming.

Fallen asleep at school: Yeah. Though not during class.

Broken someone's heart: This sounds evil, but I WISH.

Fell off your chair: Yeah, and ever since then I've stopped rocking my chair. It's the kind of thing stupid 8yearolds do.

Saved e-mails: Yup and MSN messages and SMSes... I love the Starred function on my email.
What is your room like: Pink. Shiny pink headboard thingy, rose-tinted wood furniture and my table top's pink. My comforter's white/green and my bedsheet's green. 3 photos on the wall: 113 '07, RGSRCY and another 113 '07 photo. If I had a choice, I'd just put up RGSRCY to avoid clutter on my wall but it'd hurt my mum's feelings. She put those photos there.

What's right beside you: On my left: Window. On my right: Cupboard.

What is the last thing you ate: A grape. I had codfish for lunch though, and it was AWESOME.

Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: I think it was a yearmate. Do I need to say more?

Do you sleep with the TV on?: Not in my room, but outside in the living room, yes. My dad loves watching TV when everyone else is sleeping.

What are you doing right now?: What kind of a stupid question is that? I mean, no, of course I'm NOT doing a quiz!

Have you ever crawled through a window?: Yup. When I was about P2 or P3, probably. Can't remember.

Can you handle the truth?: Depends on what the truth is :/

Are you too forgiving?: Yes. I can never wage a cold war properly, and it's ANNOYING ME TO DEATH AAAAARGH.)

Are you closer to your mother or father?: Mother. I can't exactly bond with my dad when he's not home 80% of the time.

Who was the last person you cried in front of?: Nobody. I was talking on MSN the last time I cried.

How many people can you say you've really loved?: Good question. I don't know.

Do you eat healthy?: When my mum cooks, yes. When I make my own food choices, no.

Do you still have pictures of you & your ex?: What ex??

Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: I was going to put "Hell yeah", but I think that would undermine the emoness of this statement. So I shall stifle a sob and say in a small voice, "yes."

If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: At first, nobody. Then I grab someone (usually Xinyuan or Vic, depending on what caused the bad day) and start ranting.

Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: Quiet.

Are you confident?: Generally, no. I don't think people can detect it though, so that's okay.

5 things I was doing 10 years ago: 1. Being pretty. I used to be chio, but I was four. 2. Acing Nursery class and being an arrogant smartass. 3. Refusing food. 4. Being antisocial 5. Getting bullied for being a nerd

5 things on my to-do list today:1. Arrange my schedule so I actually know what I'm up against next week 2. Study for exams and PT 3. Send out scenario draft 4. Do Geog FA, draft number 2 5. Do math (TRIGO TRIGO TRIGOOOOOOOO.)

5 snacks I enjoy: 1. Cold tofu with salad sauce 2. Potato salad 3. Hashbrowns 4. Potato chips 5. Campbell cream of chicken soup

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:1. Buy food. 2. Buy books 3. Quit my day job (or studying, if this happens in the near future) 4. Buy a car and hire a chauffeur to drive me around because 190 hates me, it's always SO DARNED FULL. 5. Set up my own charity

5 of my bad habits: 1. Slacking 2. Reading while walking 3. Not listening properly to what people are telling me 4. Checking my reflection in random reflective surfaces (I'm not vain, it's just that YOU NEVER KNOW, SOMEONE MIGHT HAVE STUCK SOMETHING ON YOU WHILE YOU WEREN'T LOOKING.) 5. Overuse of internet.

5 places I have lived in: 1. Singapore 2. Milky Way 3. Pasir Ris 4. Sengkang 5. Next to Rivervale Mall

5 jobs I've had: 1. Student 2. Professional slacker 3. Bodyguard (P4! :D) 4. Class ambassador (don't underestimate the difficulty of being an ambassador for the class. You need to embody the character of the class and suffer nicknames like Toilet Ambassador.) 5. Taugeh plucker

5 people that i tag: What's the point? Probably everyone's done this before.

fifteen. a chopstick (though not chopstick-thin). ex-coralite, ex-riverlite, ex-rosythian and now a rafflesian.
member of rgsrcy&aikirinashi; love always
and rgavpa - girls in black.

hobo. part-time PUSSian.