UNPRECEDENTED

Never before has Hweekey started studying for her exams (with the exception of the 'O's) (slightly less than) a week (instead of a few hours) in advance. Haha.

What is happening? Is it any cause for concern?
Stay tuned for the next episode of ".............."

Good night.

I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE HOLIDAYS.
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But before that, are the TESTS. So far, marketing, MS access, effective communications, and macroeconomics have passed. AND I KNOW I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT WELL. I am now counting down to my impending slaughter at the next two tests- statistics and marketing. OH WELL.

Ok right now, pokemon's showing on tv behind me and I'm hearing. "Po-kay-munn" all around haha. Yes, omygosh, pokemon, one of the longest running anime/ cartoons of all time. I think the tv series made its debut in 1998. 11 YEARS OF POKEMON OMG. I remember when I was young I USED TO THINK I WOULD NEVER GROW OUT OF LIKING POKEMON(But I have, heh) and I believe almost everyone else thought that way too haha.


Quote of the day: This is Singapore, if it's not hot, it's.... Hotter:)

I was rejoicing from the time since we received the news that there was no school on Monday... until I found out that WE HAVE TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL JUST FOR STATISTICS TUTORIAL. Now I my whole Monday is spoiled because I need 2 hours of traveling time to and from school besides the 2 hour tutorial.. GAHHHH

We're going to have a MS Access this Wednesday and I have absolutely no clue on what to do/ how to prepare. I think I'm lagging behind in BSA and I even had trouble doing the homework the teacher assigned us the last time. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I went for the TJC choir concert and it was nice=) Especially the second half when they sang the songs form Hairspray! Haha and there was this girl in front of us who kept turning back to look at us every time we talked or giggled, I was overcome with annoyance that I contemplated poking her with my Old Chang Kee nugget stick. Then YS was so cute- dancing and singing with a stone face XXDD.
(GOOD MORNING BALTIMORE)
Oh, oh, oh
Woke up today
Feeling the way i always do
Oh, oh, oh
Hungry for something
That I can't eat
Then I hear that beat
The rhythm of town
Starts calling me down
It's like a message from
High above
Oh, oh, oh
Pulling me out
To the smiles and the
Streets that I love

Good morning Baltimore
Every day's like an open door
Every night is a fantasy
Every sound's like a symphony

Good morning Baltimore
And some day when i take to the floor
The world's gonna wake up and see
Baltimore and me~~~ (cont'd)
=)


I shall end off with 2 poems by Robert Frost

A Patch of Old Snow

There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten--
If I ever read it.


Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

-END-

This weekend was quite an enjoyable one. Staying once again in a nice hotel, but then again it was quite a busy one. I was staying up till late at night to do... HOMEWORK -________________- See how all the work's piling up mann.. and who said poly was slack? Anyway I've almost completed my marketing project except for one small part that I'm not quite sure about and I haven't printed out all the evidences yet. I need to print evidences from the website, wonder if it's copyright *shifty eyes*

I applied for this Merit Award thing and I have to go for a Psychometric Test. I have a faint idea about what it is but I don't know how I'll fare.. Haha it was so funny, I received only one part of a two-part sms and it went 'y Psychometric test, please refer to your email for more details.' Then I thought what happened and why did I have to go for some psycho test. lol. But I have to miss lesson! Macroeconomics lecture and tutorial. Hope I don't fall behind the others. I mean missing the tutorial is still quite okay.. Cos I can just check the answers with my friends and anyway half of the time I can't hear the tutor, but lectures... never mind, until then..

Aiyo I feel so sorry for my brother. He's going on a school trip to Sarawak on friday and no one can send him off. Mom can't rush back from work on time, Dad has a company party and I have a concert to attend. AHHH.. I guess he'll have to take a cab there himself. Or maybe I can send him there first then take a cab to VCH.

School starts at 8am tomorrow, so I have to wake up at 6. Another day with about 3 hours of sleep. I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't bring myself to sleep earlier even though I spend most of the day trying to convince myself to sleep early but I'll just end up distracted and yea, I'll sleep late again. I'm getting about 30 hours of sleep every week on average. I know it's kind of unhealthy. I'll try to sleep earlier.


Sir Lancelot: We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.
Sir Galahad: I don't think I was.
Sir Lancelot: Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril.
Sir Galahad: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
Sir Lancelot: No, it's too perilous.
Sir Galahad: Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can.
Sir Lancelot: No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on.
Sir Galahad: Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?
Sir Lancelot: No. It's unhealthy.
Sir Galahad: I bet you're gay.
Sir Lancelot: Am not.
(Excerpt from Monty Python and the Holy Grail)

END.

On Friday my mom told me last minute that I was going to attend a talk at Shangri-La with (OMG) Mark Mobius as one of the speakers. Yes, and it was a school day and I was dressed in what? A t-shirt, jeans and flip-flops. So I rushed to orchard road to get myself at least a pair of heels. Tried very hard to find a proper top but I couldn't find one that I really liked. But in my hurry, I didn't try on the heels properly. And it was super painful!!! Standing still and climbing/ going down the stairs were quite okay, but the walking was plain torture. But it was a happy sacrifice, apart on gaining more exposure/ insight from the talk, I love being in heels. Gives me an 'edge' over others. Haha. And good thing I got my heels, practically everyone there was dressed formally, I felt so under dressed, THANK GOODNESS I wasn't in flip-flops.

Then on Saturday I wore those heels again to go shopping for a mother's day gift as well as to do some research for my Marketing project. I mean, yeah, those shoes cost $90, pretty sacrifice-able, but since I already bought them, might as well use them, otherwise my mum will complain about it being another one of my only-worn-once-and-never-again shoes haha. I should go put those on sale.
I went and did some shopping at Body Shop and ended up spending more than $130, luckily I'm a member then got discount. After that I asked the sales assistant if I could take a few pictures for my project and she gave me a flat 'NO'. -_________________-
Luckily the wonderful brother of mine helped me to get almost all the brochures in the shop=)
Bought some stuff from body shop and this pretty little basket thing with 10 roses, other small flowers and a cute teddy bear in the centre for my mom.

After dinner. went to RTC and watched Red Cliff 2, then went for supper.. By the time we got home it was already 12+ so I gave my mom her presents and yeah she was pleased.

AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY??
My mom found out the price of the presents -______- She got the price of the flowers because I got them from the florist near my house. AND I BEING THE STUPID NINCOMPOOP THAT I AM, FORGOT TO PEEL THE PRICE TAGS OFF THE BOTTOM OF THE BOTTLES.
And my mom went like, no need for you to spend 90+ dollars on presents for me, just giving me a carnation will do. Aiya, all mums are like that, got to act practical, but I think they're all very pleased on the inside. WHO DOESN'T LOVE PRESENTS?

To end it off, WISHING ALL MOTHERS OUT THERE A VERY HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY =)

"I can sense it when you people are using your handphones, my body shivers." XXDD
Quote from my statistics lecturer, quite a funny person, very engaging, unlike the stand-in lecturer we got for marketing today, perhaps she got up on the wrong side of bed today, she was very, I repeat, very strict, and was in a horrid mood "I'M IN NO MOOD FOR JOKES" *inserts austere expression*

Day after day we're get the notices for our respective upcoming ICAs (in class assessments or in short, TESTS)
*PANICflailPANIC*
and OM*G, It's only the third week of school.

Anyway I went shopping last friday and I got some nice stuff
-2 bags (DCP-slurplife/ Billabong)
-2 pairs of jeans (Esprit)
-Top (Zara)
-Watch (Fossil)
Spent about $780 on all my purchases. Haven't shopped like this for about a month!!!

Muahahahaaha.

Still don't know whether to go for the TJC choir concert, I'll be letting YS down if I don't, but then again, I don't want to go alone. AAAHHHHHHH.


-End-

Second week of poly, and I conclude that poly life is... quite slack. That's exactly what I'm worried about. I can already feel myself slacken. It's actually quite fun, having a nice class and everthing. They talk about stuff and interupt the tutors, never before have I experienceed something like this. And most of the time we get to use our laptops, especially to fill up the free time in between lectures/ tutorials.

I very unfortunately am unable to go for the SU camp:( I was in a dilemma at first, then after asking for everyone's opinion, I asked the all-important Parents, and found out that those days were already taken -_____-

Oh and I feel I might have to explain myself on some things. Like in class, I seem to be all quiet, unfriendly, aloof, shy and everything. But that usually isn't the case, it's just my natural state of being. It's not that I want to stay so quiet or don't want to join in the conversation, I just have nothing to say/ I'm sleepy.

Today we had effective writing and econs. Not bad, both subjects. Except that the econs teacher should make his teaching style more 'class-focussed' instead of towards one table/ one person, but he's a nice guy.

Can't wait for this friday to go shopping again. Haven't shopped for more than 2 weeks. Feel that shopping has become quite an integral part of my life, without shopping, I feel as if there's something missing. Got to by a backpack soon, school textbooks+ notes+ laptop are incredibly heavy.



Found the above picture. Treasure, this one. The guy's not really hot, but now I know what to say when I see a hot guy. XXDD

NYP

Have gotten through the first two days of poly, not as bad as I thought it'd be though. AND I still haven't gotten used to sleeping early so I'm like still going to bed at 3plus am and waking up at 6(on days starting at 8am) and 7(on days starting later) Hmm, I've yet to become how I'd hoped I would be- all outgoing and fun, sociable et cetera. Instead, I still appear the quiet, introverted one. It's not like that actually, as much as I'd love to start/ take part in a conversation, I just don't know what to say. BAH, I have horrible PR skills. Oh but I actually like my class, orientation sort of worked=) By the way, just yesterday when I was wishing for the writing skills module, WALAH, the tutorial was today. Yes, my English has deteriorated over the 5 month long holiday, made stupid mistakes during the diagnostic test (46/50, 23/25) Got to start reading again and stop zoning out when I read those business/economy-related articles. AND the homework AAAAHHH, I can no longer shuffle through school life not doing homework, and dang, those dreaded presentations. But OH WELL, this is the path I've chosen, got to make the best of it.
-Am still undecided for which CCA to join- So it's Club Crawl tomorrow then...

The Raven

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - Nevermore

The Raven- Edgar Allan Poe

Thanks: vassalord by NiwaRIKU89 for the hot picture of Johnny and merry_christmas by ~x-chan for the x'mas hat=)

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!
MERRYYYY CHRISTMAS!!! =)

Came back today from Fairmont hotel. In order to avoid waiting for another hour for the normal room, we decided to upgrade to a room on the executive level and it was super nice=) The view of Singapore's night scene from my room was just a little short of breathtaking, but nevertheless it was very pleasant. I will be staying in Singapore hotels every weekend since my parents cannot take the time off for a holiday haha. Blessing in disguise. Ok but every year we go stay in S'pore hotels , and it's mostly the same few. Always alternating between fairmont/swissotel(s)/raffles/ritzcarlton/marriot etc. But S'pore hotels are nice to stay in so I don't mind and enjoy the experience.

Oh goodness the laptop 'w' key is spoilt and jabbing at it so many times before the letter comes out is tiring, so now I have to use another keyboard and the keys are SO deep. Oh well, just have to get used to it. AH the typing sound is really quite loud.

Oh and we're painting the house. My dad chose to do it DIY and we've been helping out. Today I was sitting precariously on the ledge of top of my house porch because my brother was too afraid of heights to do the front part. Anyway I find painting fun and I absolutely love heights, with 1 exception. I HATE ROCK CLIMBING. I have no idea why but I just can't stand rock climbing. I remember the time during OBS when I was climbing halfway why my shoe started sliding off so I told the instructor I couldn't carry on and she somehow did not understand me and started telling me how I should not give up and kept egging me on. In the end my shoe really came off and I fell off=( However it wasn't totally because of that. I just hate rock climbing. Period.

Today my family just received a 2009 calender by post on it were 2009 fortunes for the different zodiac animals, and after checking mine, jobs that are suited for me are: Actor, gardener, beachcomber -___-''
Okayyy.. what does a beachcomber do anyway? Walk down beaches and collect sea shells, and then master the 'she sells sea shells on the seashore' tongue twister? Haha, pardon me for my ignorance.
According to dictionary.com:
beach⋅comb⋅er   [beech-koh-mer]
–noun
1. a person who lives by gathering salable articles of jetsam, refuse, etc., from beaches.
2. a vagrant who lives on the seashore, esp. a nonnative person living in such a way on a South Pacific island.
3. a long wave rolling in from the ocean onto the beach.

Now not-quite-obsessed-quite but quite fascinated with this new pairing- Farlest / Ka'hmesh.
Farlest is androgynous while Ka'hmesh is half human/snake. And!and!and!, both of them have elf ears. YAHHHHHHHH=)))
I quite like the Legolas/Aragorn pairing as well although I'm not a big fan of LOTR.
Personally, I feel that some hot pairings are:
Crowley/Aziraphale
Holmes/Watson
Batman/Joker (However, I think this might only be an infatuation)
Balthier BUNANSA/ Bausch
Johnny Rayflo/Charley Chrishunds
Ban/ Ginji
Riki/Iason Mink
Alucard/Alexander Anderson
Hiroki/Nowaki [J.R.]
Kazuki Fuchoin/ basically anyone
Sam A ritan/ Bible guy
et cetera.



18 days to christmas!

;)

Sebastian Michaelis


Butlers ARE hot. KUDOS! to all those butlers out there.


Oh.. Came across this one. It's nice.. And what do e need after that?? [Continued below]


CPR!!!


Rod and Nicky:)


and more CPR. Heh. Oh well, I was from red cross:p


Cover of the 1996 edition of the New Yorker Magazine.



Despite his relaxed posture, the Joker’s eyes on him were intent, watchful. His voice was calm, un-Jokerlike.

“There was a girl, you know. Beautiful, like your Rachel.”

Bruce tried in vain to summon the anguish that usually came so easily whenever her name was mentioned, but the emotions fizzled in the breeze, as if the plaintiff cries of the violin had truly hushed the sting of loss and loosened the death grip of guilt that had so long festered in his heart.

“Obviously, showing her this-” the clown gestured mockingly at himself, “-was out of the question.” His voice became the Joker again, darkly teasing, “uh-uh, you don’t forget the ru-les. Except that she did make me forget. For music, she said, she could see past anything. Anything.. but this. I tell you, Batsy, learn this, if you haven’t already: women ain’t nothing but trebles.”

Bruce snorted at the bad pun. “You were a musician?”

The Joker looked mildly insulted. “I still am!”

“Who dresses up as a clown.”

A pause in the air, like a cleft, and Bruce asked wryly, “Isn’t there some unspoken rule somewhere that says musicians are supposed to take themselves seriously?”

“Oh yes. Ca-no-ni-cal and Con-sci-en-tious,” The Joker smacked his painted lips, grinning widely. “Where dedication to your craft means looking dour, wearing black, and talfking wif plumfs inf yourf moufth. Do you know what a virtuoso is?”

A sigh. “I know you’re about to tell me.”

“A musician with Very High Morals; I’m sure we all know one in our lives. And you know what music is? A complex organizations of sounds that is set down by somebody dead with a quill, incorrectly interpreted by somebody alive with a baton, who is then ignored by the musicians, the result of which is ignored by the audience.”

“Were you any good? At your- craft?” Even as he asked, Bruce wondered if their surreal conversation here on the rainy rooftops of Gotham would have constituted as flirting, something two people would do over dinner as they sized up each other’s potential. Granted the layers of palavers were more convoluted, and the stakes an unknown.. but it was also to disarm the Joker, he told himself. If he could get under the Joker’s skin as effectively as the Joker had gotten under his, he might have a chance of stopping Gordon’s plans from occurring.

The expression on the Joker’s face had turned inwards. “The devil is in the details. And I was very detailed. So, yes, Batsy. One might say one that. And you know the funny thing? In return for all our craft, all the reviews and encores and adulation, we still aren’t allowed to come in through the front doors. No. The way to the hall, sire, is through the garbage disposal doors, past the smoky kitchens, back stairs, freight elevator... but you have to suffer for your art. Everybody knows that.”

“So you turned to the art of murder instead? To share the suffering?”

“Or, to get your attention!” This time the Joker’s grin was rakish.

“And now you have it.” Bruce narrowed his eyes at him. “Except that’s not really what you want, is it? Nothing would ever be enough.”

“Ah Batsy, dear. You’ve yet to hear my masterpiece! Watch and listen. There’s music in my madness!”

“You’re not mad. “ Bruce said firmly. “Just taking the easy way out.”

“Oh-ahahaha! Not mad! Oh Batsy, I’m mad. I’m mad.” And abruptly there was so much anger suddenly pouring out of the Joker that his voice vibrated like a harp about to break, even as it fell to a whisper, filling the air- thickening it with the faceless ghosts of long-held festers. They pulled at Bruce, made him feel the old aches within him respond; his own rages, so long without voice, silently asserting themselves. Years of hard won discipline enabled him to clamp down on this rise of empathy and commiseration, strangled them before they gave voice to his own inner darkness. He knew then how close it had been for him, how near he had been to drowning it in his sorrow the way the Joker had, all those years ago.

But he also knew it was too late, the Joker was no longer a cut out cardboard monster. He had a voice, a face; there was a man behind the monster.

It only made the monster so much harder to bear.

By: Lucius_complex.

I LIKE THE ENDING:))


Definition of head banger- according to Urban Dictionary.

1. head banger
A guy who listens to heavy metal while vigorously nodding his head up and down. Ideally throwing his long hair back and forth for added effect. dirt head, metal head.

2. head banger
Bitches that are down to give head deeptroating trics
that bang there head.

3. head banger
Someone who earns respect
Someone who can fight.
Someone associated with gangs and murder.

dot

Hey (S)friend, I've finally remembered the name of that anime/manga!!! It's KUROSHITSUJI.
Oh yea, and your brother IS a genius. Eventually(emergent) Conrad(canopy) Understood(understorey) Shinji's(Shrub) Gaze(ground)


Watched Avenue Q on Sunday. It was nice:) Oh the wonderful feeling of being able to watch something LIVE instead of only of youtube=D
Some songs:
If you were gay: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2YUcMJFKZEM&feature=related
The internet is for porn: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-TA57L0kuc&feature=related
It sucks to be me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HPvZVdHDB4E
etc.
However, this musical/play is not like others where at the end, there is usally much cheering and shouts for encore etc. This one ended like a movie. It just, well, Ended.

Elves are wonderful. They provoke wonder.
Elves are marvellous. They cause marvels.
Elves are fantastic. They create fantasies.
Elves are glamourous. They project glamour.
Elves are enchanting. They weave enchantment.
Elves are terrific. They beget terror.
-Terry Pratchett


In the land where horses born with eagle wings
And honey bees have lost their stings
There's singing forever
Lions den with fallow deer
And rivers made from wine so clear
Flow on and on forever
Dragons fly like sparrows thru the air
And baby lambs where samson dares
To go on on on on on on

My fairy king can see thingshe rules the air and turns the tides
That are not there for you and meohh yeah he guides the winds

My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong
Then came man to savage in the night
To run like thieves and to kill like knives
To take away the power from the magic hand
To bring about the ruin to the promised land

They turn the milk into sour
Like the blue in the blood of my veins
Why can't you see it
Fire burnin in hell with the cry of screaming pain
Son of heaven set me free and let me go
Sea turn dry no salt from sand
Teeth don't shine like pearls for the poor mans eyes

Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings
Broken my fairy circle ring
And shamed the king in all his pride
Changed the winds and wronged the tides
Mother mercury (mercury)
Look what they've done to me
I cannot run I cannot hide
-My Fairy King (Queen)


Oh and prom pictures are on facebook.


Random phrase: If you believe that, it'll just be like believing a chicken pie.
Epic.

NOW

The 'O'levels are NOW.
1 week down and 3 more to go.

Reality

Reality. The 'O' levels are in about a month.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
____________________________________________________


(credits: thundertori)

Acrostic
Surely never surpassed in brilliance, in genius,
He is the consummate detective, the epitome. Largely self-
Educated in haemoglobin, tobacco ash, plaster of paris, the agony
column, and innumerable histories of sensational crime, this acute
Reasoner yet
Loves wry humor, good friendship, strong smoke, fine dining, and the
truly
Outré to complement the recherche. He is the product of art in
the blood--and theatre, and music, and philosophy. . .
Case after case he pursues to relieve the commonplace dullness of
existence, whether his client be a scandalous
King or a beautiful young Violet.

&

Just an average, modest,
Ordinary citizen of England, whom
His friend would hardly accuse of being observant or original
Nevertheless, in heart, in loyalty, in honesty and strength of
character, he remains an ever-chivalrous, and quiet,

Hero.

(credits: the tin-box)
_____________________________________________________




In a smart, ache, tingle,
Lizzie went her way;
Knew not was it night or day;
Sprang up the bank, tore through the furze,
Threaded copse and dingle,
And heard her penny jingle
Bouncing in her purse, --
Its bounce was music to her ear.
She ran and ran
As if she feared some goblin man
Dogged her with gibe or curse
Or something worse:

(The goblin market- Christina Rosetti)

OK

Today was chinese Olevels. And it was suprisingly OK. Go define OK. OK
I'm happy to say that up to 23 May 2008. I've seen 3 gay couples, proper gay couples. 1 of them was ok. All ok except for the pink/purple matching. The other two pairs were just undescribable. All TOO HOT=) WHeeeee...
Chinese 'O's are over, can't wait to start on my books=) But I still have to practise HARD for oral. HEHEHE.
And this is the end of another typical day-of-my-life post.

TKGRCY

Tanjong Katong Girls' Red Cross Youth Batch 55
Year 2005 to 2008
MIRACLE SQUAD
LOVEY DUCKY, LOVELY (working) SQUADMATES
I MISS CAMP
I LOVE CAMP
TKGRCY
thanks for all the memories.

CNY

WISHING EVERYONE PEACE, JOY, GOOD HEALTH ABD GOOD LUCK(:
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!

CAMBODIA!!!!

CAME BACK FROM SIEM REAP-CAMBODIA, EXACTLY 11AM TOUCHDOWN AT CHANGI AIRPORT.
I LOVE CAMBODIA!!! IT'S SOOO FUNN((: HAD A GREAT TIME, REALLY ENJOYED MYSELF THERE.
THE FIRST DAY WE CAUGHT THE SUNRISE(IN THE PLANE) AND THE SUNSET(AT THE TOP OF THE ANKOR WATT TEMPLES) CLIMBING UP WAS SUPER FUN... TREKKING DOWN WAS EVEN MORE FUN.. AND GUESS WHAT? THERE WAS A PUDDLE ON TOP AND I COULD SEE THE MOSQUITO LARVAE SQUIRMING AROUND IN IT. THEN THERE WAS THE TEACHING AND LIBRARY CREATING AT TAPANG PRIMARY. EVERYTHING ABOUT IT WAS FUN. ESPECIALLY THE PAINTING OF TABLES WITH OUR BARE HANDS-LITERALLY. THERE WERE NO BRUSHES, SO WE USED OUR HANDS. SEEING THE FINISHED LIBRARY WAS LIKE-WOW!! THE KIDS THERE WERE SO SUPER CUTE AND THERE WAS THIS GROUP OF TINY LITTLE BOYS WHO WERE SITTING IN A CORNER LAUGHING CUTELY FOR NO APPARANT REASON. ALSO, THEY LIKED HANING THEIR PHOTOS TAKEN AND AGAIN, WOULD GIGGLE CUTELY. THEN THERE WAS THE SHOPPING, AND BARGAINING. THAT WAS FUN. THE FOOD THERE WAS NICE. ALTHOUGH FOR THE FIRST DAY NOBODY WAS USED TO THE FOOD THAT WE ALL THOUGHT DILUTED ROSE SYRUP DRINK WAS HEAVEN. GOING TO THE SUPERMARKET WAS HEAVEN TOO. THEY HAVE LOTS OF ANIMALS ROAMING AROUND ON THE STREETS-DOGS,DUCKS, CHICKEN, COWS, BUFFALOS ET CETERA. AND THEN THERE WAS THE NICE HOTEL-CHANGED 3 ROOMS(LONG STORY), AND LASTLY THERE WAS ROSIE(WHO WASN'T ALL THAT FUN) AND THEN THE GOSSIP, FIREWORKS AND ANOTHER EXCITING STUFF. IT WAS TOTALLY DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I EXPECTED CAMBODIA TO BE. I LOVED THIS TRIP=D
KHMER:
GIREMISU'ER (GREETING)
SOCKSABYE-TEH? (HOW ARE YOU?)
SOCKSABYE (I'M FINE)
NYAK CH-MUAH AH-WAI? (WHAT'S YOUR NAME)
KENEOM CH-MUAH HWEEKEY (MY NAME IS HWEEKEY)
ORH KUN (THANK YOU)
LO'OR (VERYGOOD- or when you don't know what/have nothing to say)
YOU-RLL TAE? (UNDERSTAND?)
PINYAK PINYAK (TRY TRY, i think)

For pictures, please visit, http://lorlorlor.blogspot.com

Hols

The holidays have finally begun!!!
Watched stardust on thurday!!!! It was marvelously nice!! And uhh.. peachy:D And the captain was bloody cute(: *eeehh*
We had to go to 3 cinemas to find places and in the end we didn't even get to sit together. *Can't wait for the movie marathon next month:D
On friday, we had combined dragon boating with crescent girls' red cross. It was FUN! I really enjoyed it, I hope I will get to oppurtunities to dragin boat.. Whee!! After that Luth and I had to rush to Macpherson to meet the person in charge at the old folks home. It was VERY difficult to catch a cab while standing at the roadside of the highway. Is it illegal? I'm not sure. Anyway, I finally managed to confirm a home visit. That's one mpre thing done. YAY.
Today we went for the remembrance day at Kranji War Memorial and Labrador Battery. I woke up at 5am today!! I think it's the earliest I've ever woken up on a Sunday. It was a bit boring and my legs and shoulders were very sore from standing in that slope for an hour in 'senang-diri' position, but it was quite meaningful.
Tomorrow's job attachment day! Hooray!
Songs stuck in my head today: Indian thriller song, D is for Dangerous


Proof of how crappy the quiet and (you might think she was) emo bookworm Shahiylia can be: (no offence Shahiylia!)
Read from the bottom and go upwards.
shah: OH GOD. How could I have effing missed him!? There's another captain in my life I failed to mention, sorry dearie: Captain Basch fon Ronsenburg
9 Nov 07, 10:22
shah: He's a man. They're both men. HAHA.
9 Nov 07, 10:22
shah: For all you innocent unassuming people out there, do not presume Bellimai's a woman just because of the feminine name.
9 Nov 07, 10:20
shah: Since I've already flooded your blog I shall now make my leave. Oh, Captain William Harper goes with Bellimai Sykes in the end. And they did it too. And nobody died. WOOHOO.
9 Nov 07, 10:20
shah: And now...Captain Shakespeare. Yes. That's his name. I just googled it. =)
9 Nov 07, 10:19
shah: So many captains in my life, so little time. There's Captain Jack Sparrow, and then Captain William Harper from Wicked Gentlemen, Captain Jack Harkness...
9 Nov 07, 10:17
shah: Something's obviously going on b/w the both of 'em.
9 Nov 07, 10:17
shah: And Victoria's pissed off expression when she saw? GAYDAR PINGING. (not that it hasn't already pinged long ago)
9 Nov 07, 10:16
shah: My love for the Captain knows no bounds...what's his name anyway? I LOVE HIM. And did you see the wink he gave Victoria's husband at the end of the movie?
9 Nov 07, 10:15
shah: Sorry. Going a bit Stardust mad.
9 Nov 07, 10:14
shah: ARRRR ARRRRR
9 Nov 07, 10:14
shah: I can't believe how strict RC is. I mean... the juniors have to call you Ma'am even ONLINE???
9 Nov 07, 10:13
shah: Fine. I can see the suspense is killing you so I shall tell you...ERE'S SHAH!
9 Nov 07, 10:12
anon: WHOOOPSIE. Double posting. Yes. The choice of using whoopsie was deliberate. (starust reference!) If you still haven't guessed by now then I'm severely disappointed.
9 Nov 07, 10:11
anon: Whoa. This Ming person really likes you doesn't she? Anyway...DETOUR DETOUR. Guess who I am?
9 Nov 07, 10:10
anon: Whoa. This Ming person really likes you doesn't she? Anyway...DETOUR DETOUR. Guess who I am?
2 Nov 07, 15:46

OK Shahiylia, I'll just reply to you lamely with one BIG smile. Does that freak you out? Haha.. If you're screaming over the captains, I shall scream over them, and make weird 'eeeehh~' noises with you. :D Laughs