Saturday, March 31, 2007


damn.
HOMEWORK D:








and my good friend(s) didn't get in to CSS next round D: x2
ohwells.
let's just get on with life :D


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Friday, March 30, 2007


wow wow wow.

hmm.
i having a moral dilemma now.
i wonder whether i should go audition for singapore symphony choir or singapore youth choir when i'm sec 4.

ssc shows clearly their age limit and requirements while syc is like totally ambigious >_<
goshhhhh..




dilemma @_@


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Thursday, March 29, 2007


DIEDIEDIEDIEDIE >_<



FORGOT ABOUT MY REport!!!!!
on a side note...

HARRY POTTY :D





oh damn i'm reliving those old school days of harry potter XD


shared @ 11:13 pm


Tuesday, March 27, 2007


in order to boost my post count i have decided instead of edit my previous post posted 2 minutes ago or so, i shall just write a new one.

firstly,TESTS D:





gosh, i've got physics theory test AND maths topical assesment tomorrow, AND CHOIR.




AND PHYSICS PRAC ON FRIDAY.
why is my life so temporarily screwed?

speaking of screwed, i think RI is like losing standard, due to it's want to excel in every possible area. like please lah, that is the right IDEA, but don't you think we are abit the 求胜心切? i mean there's nothing wrong with wanting to own people, but don't you think we take winning too seriously?

a title isn't that important i guess, so what if you get a gold? wow wow wow *claps*... you're still a winner if you get a bronze and you know you have put in everything you can into the competition. you don't have to prove anything to anyone other than yourself. but i guess you HAVE to take into consideration the name and reputation of the team you're representing... for instance raffles is indeed one with reputation and this you have to uphold, but you're neglecting the essence of competition if you play to win.
in fact you should just play to test yourself.
see where you stand.

and as i said, you don't have to prove to anyone other than yourself that you are the best.

recently did a compre passage in class regarding freedom. it talks about the 4 freedoms and a 5th neglected freedom: that of which people have to freedom to excel to their best potential without limitations and that of which to fail in doing so.
and YES, i OBVIOUSLY AGREE WITH IT (else i won't be quoting it )
since all humans aren't perfect, shouldn't we be given the freedom to fail without people mocking or looking down on us?







hmm i feel immensely philosophical today :D


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yeah i have hatched a new masterplan!

a brief history:
i bombed my sms bill

solution:
i shall CALL and BOMB MY CALL LIKE CRAZY.

let's see what she says shall we :D




SHIT. THERE IS CHOIR TOMORROW OHNOES D:
we're gonna get screwed again >_<


shared @ 9:14 pm


Monday, March 26, 2007


gosh...
shit got so much work then i'm tied down with choir stuff and my own commitments like RE D:



die liao lor... i haven't even STARTED ON MY STORY BOARD YET
D: DIE DIE DIE AND MY CONDUCTOR WAS BITCHING TODAY AT VCH D:



houyea i saw this chiobu at VCH waiting to go in to sing :D
BUT SHE WAS SINGING OUT OF TUNE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH >:D
loser.









i think i'm damn evil but ohwells XD


shared @ 9:19 pm


Sunday, March 25, 2007


OH GOSH.
I HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH LIPTON'S HERBAL INFUSIONS: CRANBERRY, RASPBERRY & STRAWBERRY



gosh gosh gosh goshhhhhhhhh...




damn.
ima love this shit nigga :D


shared @ 5:42 pm


Saturday, March 24, 2007


hehe.
i invented this new game to play :D


first find a big ugly stranger that is far far away and walking in the opposite direction of you.
next walk towards him in a rush.
then pretend he bumped your shoulder like those stupid act-big-and-strong-punks.
make sure you avoid any contact with him at all.
so you pretend you got bumped in the shoulder DAMN HARD.
then you go back to him and say



'WHAT??? WANT FIGHT AH?? BIG SIZE SO WHAT??? ANYHOW BANG STRANGER! SO RUDE!!! WANT FIGHT AH??'

then if he says no then leave him alone and walk away cuz you know you won :D
but if he rolls up his sleeve and shows you his obviously larger than yours biceps,







RUN LIKE THE WIND!!!!!!!!





houyea :D
that'll be fun :D


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Friday, March 23, 2007


i seem to have pissed off my mother. but no worries.. this just means no more comp games which i can definitely live with XD

read my ERP essay!



E.B White, "Once More to the Lake"

Question: Describe a place that holds personal memories for you, it may be a place you have returned to after a long absence, as the lake is for White or a place that simply holds many memories. Write a personal narrative essay focusing on your response to and feelings about the place both in the past and from your present perspective.


Section II: Once More to the Lake (a)

It seems so long ago that I had last set foot in this desolate abandoned place of learning. It seems so long ago that I was once what people call “innocent” and I ran around this field once green with grass and now strewn with dead leaves and litter.

It was just 5 years ago… or was it? As I climbed that flight of stairs leading to the main building, I could almost imagine the numerous children who sat on these very steps eating, chatting, making out or just simply looking at the other people do their stuff as I used to love to do.
Surprised to find the main gate open, I took a tentative step into the yard, as if the floor would crumble beneath my feet—this place was that ancient. As I passed the canteen, the sound of us chatting while eating and the usual bustle of activity during recess swept past my ear like a gentle breeze, it was there.

And then it wasn’t.

I continued forward, gently brushing a tear away from my face as memories flooded my mind. Remembering that that was the place I got scolded by my teacher for fighting, recalling that that was the place I used to have my rope skipping practices, reminiscing on the times I had spent with my three best friends back in the old days at that table with a chipped stone stool which I enjoyed sitting on.

I suddenly felt old. Taking a seat on that chipped stool, I absent mindedly rubbed my hand over the familiar mar on the smooth cold surface of the seat. Glancing in the general direction of my class, I felt a strong attraction towards it, as though this old building was beckoning me back to the place to study once more. What lay behind that wall between the classroom and the seated me was a mystery for me to find out, and for this old lady to know.

As I approached my class, I ran a hand on the banister, feeling the cold yet caressing touch of the rusted metal beneath my fingers. It sent a tingle down my back as it always did in the old times. Reluctantly pulling my touch away from the banister, I walked down the narrow corridor towards my class.

I ran my hand across the tables, marveling at the amount of grime and dust had settled in this place. Dusting a chair, I sat down. It was this place where I had been educated for 2 years. It was the place I knew. It was no longer a place I know. As waves of passion and memories crashed through me, I let the tears flow, hoping somehow, these droplets of feelings would
somehow rewind the times I had so stupidly let slip through my fingers.

Thinking about the times, I tried to think when it was when I had last contacted one of my friends who studied in this old lady. I couldn’t remember when it was. I couldn’t believe I had not treasured these friendships that had brought me through 6 years of my childhood. I glanced at the blackboard where I had once planned elaborate plans to annoy the teacher. I glanced at the windows which I had so often gazed out whilst the teacher was droning and ploughing through the lesson. I glanced at the notice boards which I had once been charge of up keeping. Looking at its current state, I could not help but let a sigh pass through my lips. I glanced at the ceiling where the fans had once hypnotized me during lessons. I glanced at the back of the class where I had once kissed her on her cheek.

Watching the flashbacks intertwine, I think of memories I will never find, and those which I have found once again together with this old lady standing atop the hill, which I will treasure for the rest of my life.

The memories I will definitely treasure for the rest of my life.

houyea! isn't it beautiful? :D















sometimes i just love myself alot :D


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Thursday, March 22, 2007
















NO NOTHING IS COOLER THAN A BOX OF CRAYONS D:



YAY! :D
i mean like 64 freaking coloured crayons PLUS a BUILT IN SHARPERNER????
COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL BABY!
and it's BRANDED somemore lor please? like
who never heard of CRAYOLA?
they can go eat my used CDs.


shared @ 9:10 pm




hmm.
philosophy :D

gosh i wonder why i love philo SO much
is it because of the the long essays i write?
is it because of the wonderful discussions i can have with myself?
is it because i feel more INTELLECTUAL than other poor deprived people who don't take philosophy?

no.
haha i don't the reason either o_O

on a totally random sidenote, my bellybutton itches like
BALLS


shared @ 8:52 pm


Wednesday, March 21, 2007


wah sai sometimes i feel like i'm a tuition machine.
almost everyday one person like asks me to help with something or teach something or something something something lah.. i'm not complaining, in fact i think it's a good thing :D

i know i'm not studious or anything, but the fact the number of people are asking me to help them sort of um... *searches for hard to find word* inspires? nope. more like MOTIVATES(i like this word it sounds NICE :D) me to KNOW MORE so i can help these people :D i like to help people man, it gives me a sense of ACCOMPLISHMENT. like today in school i helped this guy pick up his coins. like i saw many people around him acting like they didn't care. like PLEASE? we all saw you looking at him? i guess i'm just too nice :D thanks for the applause! thankiew thankiew!

and today was one of the rare days i went to RJ and i DIDN'T do something stupid like i usually do. haha.. seems like RJ is settling down after the orientation has officially ended... feels sorta weird walking through RJ without seeing people in blue skirts and un-pleated shirts.


okeh i have to go rush my philo essay draft now... like fuck?
i hate the new nigger philo replacement teacher *throws random endless insults at him*
seems like i'm not that nice eh?













whatever.


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Tuesday, March 20, 2007


lol i learnt my lesson to never anyhow lend my ipod out to people D:
like please i lost 20% of my songs and so i'm using my dinner time to transfer the songs BACK IN one by one....

when i got lots of crap due tmr.
and seeing i just got well, i doubt i can stay up for long.




ohwells.. i'll ask for an extension i guess...................
must learn to prioritize, yah? :D


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Monday, March 19, 2007




i've got tonsilitis D:
which explains my sore throat + high fever of 39 degrees.

which means..







NO SYF?????
fuck. D:


shared @ 9:58 am




cool skin yeah?



houyesssssss. i'm sexy :D


shared @ 9:45 am


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