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LINGON
BERRY
AVAL
ANCHE
This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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title: Tuzki! Stop gouging your eyes out!
Sunday 30 March 2008 AT 10:43 am


I don't think many of you know this, but since last year, I've been rather obsessed with the bunny Tuzki.
I didn't have a clue as to what his name was or where he come from; I was chatting with my cousin one day and she bounced out a white noseless, mouthless rabbit flapping his arms around. I just thought it was awesomely cute, but didn't know anything about it at all. I only found out recently that its name is Tuzki, and it originated from a student in Beijing, Wang Momo.
You'd have thought I could find out sooner, yeah, but I was dumb and didn't check the Motorola website, even though I knew for ages that Tuzki was advertising the Q9 model. I tried to ask around for his name, but all I got from friends was, "err...Motorola bunny?" Dumb.
I went like, "Yeah sure, how clever," but went home and Googled it just the same. Double dumb, haha.

School starts again tomorrow. Another week to face. I am depressed.


On a more random note, I love Korean seaweed so much. A big "thankyou!" to my korean neighbour, who brought back 4 big packs of the stuff from Korea.
감사합니다, 할머니!

Blow heart

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title: Happy Birthday!
Friday 28 March 2008 AT 2:31 pm


I skipped Literati today and went to Jurong with the girls instead to celebrate PeiShan's birthday. Happy Birthday, girl! Finally legal for everything, haha.

We had a good time, as we always do when we hang out together. Lunch at PizzaHut, followed by window-shopping, walking here and there, crapping around, before Sarina and I took a bus that went to her place and stopped by school for me as well.
Now my arms are tired, because I've been cradling 3 files throughout the entire day. And I am sleepy, kind of, but I don't really want to hit the sack yet either, mainly because I want to watch the Channel U rerun of Goong later at 12. Might not be able to hold out that long though, heh.

Anyhow, both Sarina and I have submitted applications for the Okinawa exchange again. It's the 2nd round, mainly to give the PU1s a chance, so we took the opportunity as well. I really hope I'll be able to get selected this time round, and then I'll see my "Nanpa-senpai" again! Hopefully the trouble with Rarah and Sarina's diploma thing will be straightened out, since they are the ones I want to be going with. I shall have to make use of the fact that I am in Mr Desmond's home class as well as his Geography rep to twist this situation to my advantage. :D:D
Let all 3 of us be able to go to Okinawa together, onegai!

PS. I now have another person who wants to learn Japanese from me. Yay for my "new best friend"! Ganbatte ne, Jerrold-kun. :3

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title: "Can you hear it?"
Sunday 23 March 2008 AT 5:39 am


AUGUST RUSH WAS AWESOME!
I caught it two days ago, and loved it so much. Freddie Highmore and JRM, two of my favourite boys, together on the same silver screen, heh. Also partly because I'm among the musically inclined, I guess, so I lessthanthree this movie because of the strong music base as well. The entire movie, the cast, the soundtrack, everything, is just super.
In a nutshell, yes, August Rush is adored! :D:D:D

Saturday was great, besides the whole August Rush thing, because almost everything we got up to was among my favourite things to do. After the movie, we went to Borders to try finding Yiruma's albums. No luck, but we made up for the disappointment by flipping through the books and buying my new blue multi-mutants file. Loves, haha.
And then we headed to That CD Shop, where we spent forever lounging on the leather couch, sampling a huge pile of cds, hogging the main sound system, monopolising the attention of the staff (though that wasn't intentional), and enjoying the awesome music. At the end of the day, we strolled out of the place with over 200 dollars' worth of cds, craziness.
The best day I've had in quite a while.


School is tiring, but not as bad as in PU2, obviously. Most of the lessons are okay, but MOB is a knockout; it literally knocks me out. There is something seriously sinister about Raj's voice, how he manages to put his classes to sleep so easily. This entire thing is a total replay of his lessons last year, which probably means I'm going to flunk MOB again, damn it.
But at least, yay for my other subjects, so far.

I know I keep repeating this, but I'm saying it again:
I miss my girls, and all the rest of them. Smooches!


"It's all around us. All you have to do...is listen."

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title: And I say it takes a long time
Thursday 20 March 2008 AT 2:07 pm


Yesterday I finally got to go to Sarina's place. :D
Her living room is full of gold coloured stuff, and she doesn't like it, silly girl. I think its okay, Rennaisance style is interesting. As much as she disliked her living room though, the more despised one seems to be her bedroom instead, since she practically wrestled me out when I managed to open her lock and get in. [I'm messy too, my dear, who's complaining? Haha]

Well anyway, we were waiting for Rarah to finish her mentoring so we could all go out to Kinokuniya. Yes,random timing, credits go to Sarina-chan.
That girl actually got to know a guy from friendster almost 2 years ago, and they were going to meet up yesterday to go and catch the movie Evangelion.
My gosh, hasn't anything from all those internet safety talks gotten through at all?
The guy and Sarina has basically nothing in common except for their mother tongue, and anime. Oh, and have I mentioned? He is a 23 year old who, judging from his friendster pictures, looks closer to 26. At least. Like Sarina's sister said, "an old jiji". LOL
So Sarina was a little nervous about the whole thing, and she made me and Rarah go along with her to town, which explains the little spontaneous trip to Takashimaya. Ever since I found out what was going on, I worked on freaking her out with my active imagination and "worst case scenarios", trying to knock some sense into her. They worked, partially. Once Sarina met and confirmed that her new buddy is not a psychotic pedophile who date rapes young girls because he broke up with his girlfriend for 3 months and can't find any outlets for his pent-up sexual frustrations, she probably clean forgot all about my warnings. Oh well.

The three of us survived the mrt trip, with our usual ribbing of each other and them annoying me with their "rich girl" remarks. We hung around Kino, loving the stationery section, fawning over the magazines, and going gaga about the manga collection. Haha, dorks. We had to help HT find a book she wanted anyway, Koizora. Well I found it all right, but only the 1st volume was in stock; the 2nd was sold out. After that Rarah and I walked Sarina to Cineleisure, trailed her up to the cinema pretending not to be acquainted, got a little lost because we had no idea there was a level 9, lost Sarina herself when she rushed into an elevator with us standing outside, and caught up just in time to see her walking into the darkness of the theatre entrance with AnimeDude. He looked scrawny anyway; so if he were to attempt anything funny, Sarina would probably twist out his arm from the socket. Good luck to him then.
Satisfied about our chum's general well-being, we went down to LJS for a latelate lunch before going back home seperately.

And that concludes my recount, yayness.
I am eating Wall's Mini Poppers and organic chocolate-coated sunflower seeds from the States, with my MOB notes open but ignored right in front of me. And I am tired. I suppose I shall sleep early tonight; Heaven knows I need the rest. So then...
Night, all. Oyasumi nasai!

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title: Misses
AT 1:31 pm


It is going to be Good Friday tomorrow, and therefore school is to be cancelled.
The Lord is good! Heh.

I can proclaim that my 1st week schooling as a PU1 student again has finished, thank God. Not that I'm already having difficulties or anything, far from it.
The stuff taught so far is all good, I understand and know everything. That's especially cool for Biology, now that I've got a competent teacher.

What isn't okay is that I miss my old life and my girls and friends from my own batch!
I miss Jel and Rarah and Sarina and Bren and HT and PeiShan.
I miss being able to constantly run into them and have breaks and BS together.
I miss the original A4 bods; I'm still an A4 member at heart.
I miss Efa and Vas and Zal and Andrea and Aini and the rest of 07A5.
I miss my A5 GeePee group, CAHIL. Without me it'd become AHIL.
I miss my PW group. They now only have 3 people left!
I miss KarYee and Hayati in biology. I've lost my doodle partner and crapping partner.
I miss bumping into old friends and being able to tell them, "See you in class later!"
I miss my Literature teachers, Ms Alicia Ng and Ms Gaynor Teh; they're awesome.
I miss my GP teacher, Mrs Maya. At least her lessons are intellectually stimulating.
I miss my Geog teachers, Mr Saw, Ms Huang and Mr Tan. (Never thought I'd say this.)
I miss my MOB teacher, Mrs Kelly Yong. She is so much better than Mr Raj!
I miss my Chinese teacher; my new one is nice and all but craps too much.

Urgh, I am so emo-ing. And I've promised Sarina I would cheer up.
Okay, I hate this post. Going to zip it and start a new one instead.

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title: FLYING KISSES
Saturday 15 March 2008 AT 10:17 am


I am listening to my new imeem playlist, hitting repeat on Yiruma's tracks, surfing boys_paper for gorgeous pictures, and feeling unusually at peace with the world. It is quite disturbing.

ANYHOW,
I want to say a few things to some people, so here goes.

Mom: Thankyou for not blowing your top or threatening to disown me or anything like that. I know I have been an absolute disappointment, but I'll do my best, promise!
Amirah: Thankyou for sending those emails and picspams to cheer me up.
You've been by my side all this time, and you're nothing short of awesome. Loves!
HweeTeng: Thankyou for being the 1st to text and check on me after my fucked-up post. I probably worried you a bit there, sorry for that babe!
Brenda: Thankyou for saying that you'll be there for me whenever I need you.
It means a lot to me, so kudos!
Jelynn: Thankyou for calming me down when I freaked out.
I was really wigging, but you were strong for me. Sek sai lei la!
Sarina: Thankyou for talking me out of giving up (and accompanying me in school that day). I guess I would really have hidden away from everything if not for you. Arigatou!
PeiShan: Thankyou for helping me figure out my combi-s and stuff.
You were a big voice of reason for me.
KarYee: Thankyou for calling me and abandoning your group activity halfway through Teambuilding just to see if I'm okay. I shall miss our BS-ing in biology!
Prerna: Thankyou for shouting in shock and outrage in the middle of Marina Square that day. You and your bearhugs are always a comfort.
Shariffah: Thankyou for making me laugh on the bus ride and offering that awesome song. I was really very touched! I will miss your company in classes.
Clapton: Thankyou for your "cheer up girl =))" and not prying too much.
You may be a bitch sometimes, but you can be super, and we've had our great times.
Hayati: Thankyou for feeling sad for me, and cheering me up.
I will miss being in classes with you. Survive biology!
Govan: Thankyou for assuring me I can make it, and looking after me during Teambuilding. I will do my best. Cheers, mate.
MinFang: Thankyou for tagging and texting (though I didn't receive), and caring for me. You shall always be the Ryan to my Holly, and the Yul to my Shin!

FLYING KISSES to everyone else who cared but I didn't mention. I love you all!
As of Monday 17th March, I shall be a PU1 again.
However, I will do my utmost, for all you guys, and for my own benefits.
I can't tell you how amazing you all have been; seriously, you're the best. Loves!
みんな、本当に爱してる！あたしはがんばります！

No I won't give up, and I won't break down.
Sooner than it seems, life turns around.
And I will be strong, even if it all goes wrong.
Standing in the dark I still believe,
Someone's watching over me.

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title:
Saturday 8 March 2008 AT 4:28 am


Yes.
Those pills.
Those pills are potent.
But
They still aren't enough to bring me sleep.

Those other pills promise to stop watery eyes.
But
They still aren't stopping my tears.

And that other type of pills are supposed to prevent pain.
But
They still aren't minimising any that I feel.

Yes.
Those pills.
Those pills are all potent.
But
They still cannot do anything for me.

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title:
AT 3:37 am


What is wrong with my life?
What is wrong with ME??
I must have been Vlad the Impaler in my past life because I'm so obviously paying for something, big time.

Going to church holds no solid purpose for me. God's presence is gone from my life. I am such a sinner so the pearly gates will probably bang shut in my face, but then again knowing my luck, I won't get to drop to Hell either. I'll most likely end up as a lost soul, stuck in transition somewhere for eternity.
My family probably thinks I'm a real disappointment, considering most of my cousins are like certified geniuses. They can't help but compare me to their superiority, and then wonder why the heck their peers can produce such fine offspring, while they got stuck with the obnoxious little shit that is me. My sister is constantly being pitted against me, which is fine for her, seeing as she's so obviously "the better child", but not so peachy for me.
It is highly plausible that sooner or later my friends will drop me like a hot potato. After all, I'm only the silly goofy one right? The one to which people are most likely to say, "Please go and dye your hair blonde. This instant." The retard who doesn't have a clue about public tranport, and will probably die or get kidnapped/raped/murdered if I'm left alone in HBD neighbourhood areas. The one who blabbers on about drama series and hot guys and throws random bitchfits and irritates everybody. Yes, I can totally understand why they wouldn't want to have anything to do with me.
And the school. The system. They can't stand retards like yours truly who can't do elementary math to save my worthless life and waste the country's resources by hogging school space meant for newcomers because I can't meet the promotional criteria to stay in my year!

I have so much more to rant on about, but those are all going to be censored, seeing as I will happily be smacked unconscious and chained up by a certain group of girls if I show any suicidal tendencies, online or otherwise. All I will say is that I am trying to find out which way to go is fastest; slitting, or stabbing.

Someone please, shoot me. It really is kinder that way.

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