Thursday, November 27, 2008

I found my Chuunin gloves, and I found my black ballet flats from since time immemorial, which miraculously still fit on my feet.
And today I'm gonna graduate from the Singapore Media Academy's Television Acting Course (Teenagers).
In Gothic Lolita no less ^^.
But really what I hope for my graduation is that it doesn't lead me to something that doesn't lead me anywhere. I don't want my graduation to unfold into a dead-end thing. I want to use it as a checkpoint, and after that from there I want to jump into this crazy world of acting.
But if, *If*, I had my way, I'd start and end in theatre, and everything else would revolve around it.
Then again we'll see what happens.
Let's roll (:

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

These past few days - BAD

SATURDAY
Truth asked for another battle with me, and thrashed me 2-5 and left a bruise on my leg. It's still here. And crikey, it's huge! Mum didn't know about it till Wednesday though, because here's a fact of life: bruises go away.

SUNDAY
I overslept and missed the service in which my church pastor was ordained as a reverend. T^T

MONDAY
My digestive system got way out of whack.

TUESDAY
Truth started spasming in his sleep and yelling in his sleep. Apparently his frequent leg cramps acted up. I thought he was dreaming and so left him alone. But he wouldn't stop, and eventually the folks came in and yelled at me for not calling for them when he started spasming. I said I thought he was dreaming and Dad asked, "If you see a dying man in the street, will you stay there and not help?" (My answer would be "yes" but that had no link at all to my brother spasming in pain anyway.) Which got me extremely angry. If anything happens usually somehow they can link it back to me. If I'd called them, and nothing happened, I'd bet my allowance for the next year they'd scold me for wasting their time.

WEDNESDAY
Most boring lesson. Is all.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

These couple days - GOOD

These days have been fraught with extremes. I don't want to put them together and dilute my feelings.

SATURDAY
My battle with Chloe yielded a 5-3.
We celebrated Ivan's birthday in church as a zone.
At long last all Naruto characters were unlocked on Naruto: Gekitou Ninja Taisen.

SUNDAY
I went to AFA. ^^
I saw lots of cosplayers, and there was a kawaii short Byakuya.
I met Prisia and Yi Hui.
Earth returned from Taiwan and gave me an Ishida figurine.

MONDAY
My classes at the Singapore Media Academy started for acting. It was a slow start, but my abilities grew and grew and they eventually got to a working level that I had before leaving ELDDS.
Something beautiful happened. And it could only be made better by the fact that iTunes started playing We Are The Champions by Queen.

TUESDAY
The teacher at the Singapore Media Academy said I was very detailed. First compliment I got of the sort. But then again it seems I get comments that really don't seem to suit my person every time I attempt to act. (I remember the Sec 2s wrote, in their letter to me, that I was really serious when acting.)
I nearly cried at The Sound Of Music. Not Julie Andrews mind you. We're talking about the school musical of Saint Joseph's Institution (International). Awkward. Even more so when I look at the flubs during the musical itself. (At the Salzburg Music Festival a Nazi soldier attempted to unfurl a Nazi banner with one clean stroke. The whole thing came crashing down.)

WEDNESDAY
I finally got a script ^^.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

let it be,
let it be,
let it be, let it be,
whisper words of wisdom,
let it be.

today i overslept by an hour and missed the service in which my pastor was ordained as a reverend.


...
lord, if all the world's a stage, and every man and woman a player, i pray that i don't stay a calefare forever.

Friday, November 21, 2008

The post about the Cedar Musical that's actually about my clothes.

Today was the Cedar Musical.
All I can say about it is... it was only too obvious that it was a Mr Sng production. Everything exuded that Mr Sng... atmosphere. Air. Thing.
Was very pretty.

I overdressed.
And washed my hair twice that day so it was excruciatingly straight. Conditioned x2
I followed the Kuroshitsuji Layer Code, and dressed in a white collared shirt, a black tie, a black vest, a jacket, and an overcoat. I wished I had the perfect white gloves, but I guess another day, another pair.
If I had a gold/silver timepiece that would've been pretty too. A chain may have been a nice touch too, but never mind. ^^

Black boots, black worker's slacks. Officially overdressed and smexy.
Miraculously despite the five layers (I'm a girl after all.) I didn't feel hot. I didn't feel anything when I slung my bag on my shoulder even.
Everyone was like @w@, and I guess for me this is a sort of redemption for what I did in July. Lolitaness can be countered with Butler after all. Although I personally like Kodona, I have neither the top hat, nor the vest, nor the breeches to back it up.

I'm still in my clothes. I don't want to go through the trouble of pulling it all off...
But I have fencing tomorrow.
Decisions, decisions.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

ZOMG.
People more free than me exist!
Last night I sent the story about the bicycle owner to STOMP.sg
And now it's on Top 8.
Weirdoes... nearly 7000 views already.
The story is here.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

retardyay!

I saw this outside my grandmother's house yesterday. It was written by a guy whose bike had been stolen. Twice.

Apparently he was so frustrated he wrote this and taped it outside his house.

This is the cutest don't-take-my-stuff letter I've ever seen. It's better than anything I could've done on my angriest day.

To the guy who had the guts to write this:

Kudos to you. But I don't think it'll get you anywhere.

A Naruto rant.

Yesterday or the day before for a little bit I spent time in my room in Orochimaru-mode. (Sunday Monday)
It was a passive thing, but it happened nonetheless. It was mildly scary the speed at which it came, but I was sort of happy it did.
I ended up reacquainting myself with Michael Jackson and downloading the following tracks...
Bad
Black or White
Childhood
Thriller
Scream
Somebody's Watching Me
Beat It
Billie Jean
..I like Black or White. Just because.
I love Billie Jean, but I cannot dance it for the life of me. I need someone to teach me. ><
The newest addition was Childhood by Michael Jackson. It took the longest, and for long agonizing periods of time it would stagnate. But eventually it finished. And it was totally worth it.
I (in Orochimaru mode) nearly cried listening to it. The lyrics were so sad. They were so beautiful. And they felt so relevant to Orochimaru that I couldn't help myself.

People say I'm not okay 
'cos I love such elementary things. 
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the childhood I've never known.

If only the Naruto fans could see. Especially the Sasuke fans. Orochimaru had a human side as well. He wasn't all bad, and he didn't have no redeeming features.

I am not an animal!
I am a human being!
I... am...a man!

(The Elephant Man, 1980 film. Or in my opinion, what Orochimaru should tell everyone.)

The formal end of Orochimaru as we knew it, a part of Orochimaru's past was shown. Young Orochimaru was at his parents' graves, where he had found a white snake skin. Along came Sarutobi-sensei, who explained to Orochimaru that the skin was a sign of rebirth, and perhaps that meant that Orochimaru's parents had been born again.

Orochimaru didn't spontaneously begin his journey to find out how to live forever for nothing. Apart from his thirst to learn all the ninja arts of the world, which would, evidently, take more than one lifetime, Orochimaru desired to find his parents.

It wasn't his fault.

SARUTOBI DID IT.

And because Sarutobi impressed on young Orochimaru the notion that, perhaps, rebirth was possible, Orochimaru's desire to reunite with his parents caused his ruthless search for the way to live forever.
And perhaps, when he did find the solution, he would give it to his parents as well, so they would be eternally bonded, never to part.

When you're a kid, and you get told something by someone you trust, until you see actual results which prove otherwise, you usually don't stop believing in it. Young Gaara and Yashamaru, from the same series, provide a suitable parallel to the relationship between Young Orochimaru and Sarutobi in the matter.

Orochimaru, admittedly, was a selfish man. A very selfish man for that matter, that he was not beneath treating the pursuit of his dreams as a game of chess, in which 'pieces had to be sacrificed' for the greater good. He would kidnap civilian ninjas for the sole purpose of experimenting on them to tinker on their inner workings, for better or for worse. His injection of the DNA of a wood-style ninja art user into sixty young ninjas resulted in the deaths of all but one, but of the students and experimental subjects he left behind, the survivors gained powers beyond reason. Some, like Kimimaro and Sasuke, were able to take their powers to the next level and become more powerful ninjas, while others gained new abilities, such as Suigetsu and Yamato.

What he had going for him in his ruthlessness was that he never gave up in that which he wanted to pursue. He spent years trying to perfect the way to eternal life, and no matter how much time (and hapless people) he had to spend, he did it anyway, and he never had a moment in which he thought to himself, "Screw this, my parents are dead, why should I bother?". He displayed great enthusiasm in procuring new citizens (pawns) during the creation of the Sound village, and offered just enough to tip the down-and-out over to his side. He took great pains to train his proteges.

In the end, though, his selfishness was a reason for his fall. He trained Sasuke so as to take on Sasuke's body, and when the time came and Sasuke retaliated, Orochimaru could not bring himself to kill the person who should have been his future soul container. It was this hesitation because of his desire to pursue what he wanted that caused him to fall, as Sasuke had no reservations towards Orochimaru, and swiftly did him in.


...I'm done.
TWENTY-THREE DAYS TO CHIONG IT. (Or less.)

Sunday, November 16, 2008

The post with nothing but good news

I'm so happy to have a post like this.
On Friday I had my first CG in a long long long time and I got introduced to all the new people at B40. And I met... a couple of other people ^^.
One of the people in B40 was my ex-classmate's sister. ^___^
On Saturday I beat my brother in fencing 5-2, the first time I'd beaten my brother/a boy in six months. I also had my first service, which was very enjoyable.
Today I began my Great Wii adventure, and while I'm not too good with Naruto: Clash of Ninja just yet, I'm catching up, and I've made quite a bit of progress with Jiraiya. At about eight (it's almost ten) Truth and I (he's much nicer when he isn't picking fights) managed to unlock Orochimaru. He gets chakra really quickly, and his special attack's really useful, and does quite a decent amount of damage while completely draining the victim of chakra. I can't wait to play him IRL ^^!
I'm getting Bleach: Shattered Blade tomorrow.
My O-levels are over, and I can do whatever I want.
This is the shiniest post on this blog. ^_______^

Thursday, November 13, 2008

One. Think of 15 interesting things about yourself, they've gotta be true. Two. Think of 5 false things about yourself, but for fun's sake keep them in the threshold of believability. Three. Jumble them all up together and list them in any order. Four. Post them and let people guess which the five false ones are! Five. Get 5 others to do the same.

ONE I don't actually want to enter theatre when I grow up. Visual art sounds better for me.
TWO I joined at least three tall people's associations on Facebook
THREE Part of me wants to join the cheerleading squad next year
FOUR I don't like poetry that doesn't rhyme
FIVE I can sleep listening to death metal
SIX I once loved Barney
SEVEN I grew up not formally knowing Sesame Street until I was about six
EIGHT I fail at DDR
NINE I don't get experimental theatre
TEN All the schools I've been to treat English Drama as a second-class CCA
ELEVEN I used to do ballet
TWELVE I love LazyTown
THIRTEEN  I'm 175cm tall
FOURTEEN Once I vowed never to wear skirts or dresses outside of school obligations ever again
FIFTEEN I have tried to kill myself before
SIXTEEN I owe Tereza a moral debt
SEVENTEEN I love Kenichi Matsuyama
EIGHTEEN I have gotten an SS in Para Para Paradise before
NINETEEN I first cosplayed in school
TWENTY I've dated a guy

THE ANSWERS ARE in white for the cheaters.
ONE
FIVE
THIRTEEN
FIFTEEN
TWENTY

And I pick..
Naomi, Sakinah, Penelope, and the other two can choose ^_^

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Today is Play Mac Till Eyes Bleed day. ^______^
Drama Day went really really really well.
Better, actually, than expected.
I watched High School Musical 3 with Fe. And I LOVED IT, and now I want a big pink glittery sign saying FAITH SIM IN EVERYTHING.

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...but I'm lazy. XDD And I figured I liked Orochimaru-purple better ^_^
I'd get the DVD, except the darn Troy-Gabriella moments are irritating.
I liked I Want It All,A Night To Remember, and The Boys Are Back.
Scream's also quite good, next to Walk Away (the characteristic Troy epiphany and the sad Gabriella leaving Troy song).

Then I had a Hershey's Sundae Pie before going to church. At last. ^___________^
The rule was that after the O-levels I could go to church. So I used it.
Everyone was @w@ing when I took out my Macbook. But it got kind of awkward when I didn't know how to connect the adapter (so it *was* a strength thing!). But Christian helped ^_^ and I could access wireless internet in church ^^.
I met lots of people, few of which I remembered. But Ivan was there, and so was Samantha. ^^ And I met Sylvia too (:

After that I met Naomi and we had dinner at my place. 
Then we went to watch Avenue Q.
The voices took getting used to, for a person who listened to the original Broadway cast since the beginning of her introduction to the world of Avenue Q.
But once that was done, I couldn't stop lip-synching. I knew all the lyrics, because I remember singing them compulsively when I was in Sec 2.
Lucy the Slut was more than I asked for. That was a really fiercely sexy voice.
But I loved Rod the most. I have no idea why.
...I couldn't get used to Christmas Eve.
But that was one good Gary Coleman right there.
:3
I loved Avenue Q. If you can catch it, anywhere at all, DO IT.

And now I shall return into my cosy little world of Cordelia, Cosette and Persephone.

Monday, November 10, 2008

so many ways to say it.

THE WAR IS OVER!
I have run the race, fought the good fight, and kept the faith.
YATTAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


This was written on my shiny new 13-inch Macbook.
Yes it's all mine now ^_____^
so many ways to say it.

THE WAR IS OVER!
I have run the race, fought the good fight, and kept the faith.
YATTAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


This was written on my shiny new 13-inch Macbook.
Yes it's all mine now ^_____^

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I don't even want to think about what happened this afternoon.
And now they all think that it's alright that he did that and that I saw it coming. They won't talk about it, they won't scold him.

I'm overreacting. I'm overreacting. I'm overreacting.
I'm only overreacting. I'm only overreacting by running away from him whenever I see him.

I'll try to tell myself he's not going to beat me up again.
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I just have to be a good little girl.
I was a bad girl.
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I'm a drama queen and I don't deserve to live in this house.

Sometimes I wonder if it warrants the punishment I got from him, what I did.

Bringing ramen into the computer room because your legs still hurt from training is a capital sin.
Bringing ramen into the computer room because your legs still hurt from training is a capital sin.
Bringing ramen into the computer room because your legs still hurt from training is a capital sin.
Bringing ramen into the computer room because your legs still hurt from training is a capital sin.

Running away and slamming the door in your brother's face can justify assault on your person.
Running away and slamming the door in your brother's face can justify assault on your person.
Running away and slamming the door in your brother's face can justify assault on your person.
Running away and slamming the door in your brother's face can justify assault on your person.
Running away and slamming the door in your brother's face can justify assault on your person.

And then I wonder if my reaction was justified.

Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.
Crying in your room for an hour straight because your brother hit you liberally for bringing ramen into the computer room means you're a drama queen and no one should take you seriously.

I hate this day. I'm so tired I want to sleep, but my legs hurt too much, as do my shoulders, for me to drag myself upstairs.

I'd wanted to spend the rest of the day upstairs without lunch or dinner, but my sister came and coaxed me downstairs. I'm still scared though, and I don't want to talk to my brother. I don't want to so much as look him in the eye. The less contact I have with him, the less chances I have of getting beaten up by him for the smallest things I do. (If I can get beaten for waking up late, for eating well-done sirloin steak that was meant to be his without my knowing it, for reading his books, and for playing his computer, I might as well stay far far away from him.)

I'll be happy to be away from him next year. Not so happy to be away from my sister.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

kami-sama...
mein gott..
scheisse. ><


Yesterday was a long long long long fencing day.
It began with my losing to Daniel 3-5. But in any case the record still stands that I haven't beaten a guy in about five months.

Anyway moving on, we were late for Nam Hyun Hee's motivational talk (mostly in Korean but with a translator) by about half an hour. All because there was an accident (a taxi dented a BMW so lightly I couldn't see the damage at all) nearby, and people were stopping to look. The guy in the car beside us, who was overtaking us, drove really slowly to look at the carnage (none to speak of) and started clapping.

Never mind.

I don't remember much of the talk.
My brother and I then had four hours to do absolutely nothing before fencing clinic.
We raced to Novena, we ran back, we went to Popular, met Ryan, walked around aimlessly, went to Toys R Us, went to Tenchi, and basically lounged around doing absolutely nothing.

My brother got me One Piece Tankoubon 51 though, for which I'm happy ^^.

We ended up sitting in our fencing school doing absolutely nothing at about five-thirty, where the fencing teachers offered to transfer us from the 8pm class to the 6pm class. And we accepted.

The thing about Nam Hyun Hee is that... well, I'd imagined her taller, and much scarier. She's about as tall as my shoulder, and quite so very adorable ^____________^
And she had her hair in a half-ponytail, which generally doesn't add points on scariness, and she was wearing these glittery heart earrings in the perfect shade of pink.
BUT that's beside the point.

Damn, she lunges really far, and really low, and really fast.
We tried lunging to her level, but we couldn't get the speed or the distance.
She stayed in that position for about half a minute to a minute. I fell over ><
Later I could, but my legs threatened to fall off (they still are threatening at this point).
Korean people are generally smaller, so what they don't have in arm length (totally my thing) and height, they make up for with insane speed and leg power. And she has it.

And now everything from the waist down on my side hurts like crazy. Even sitting L-style drives me nuts.

After fencing clinic we went to eat at Swensen's. We had deep-fried mushrooms, my brother had a Mega Burger and I had a Spaghetti Bolognaise.
After eating about two-thirds of his burger he stopped and looked at the patty. It was reddish-pink inside, and he didn't feel good about it. He never feels good about uncooked meat, it's why he doesn't take steak, even if it's medium-well. (Once he got really mad at me because I'd taken his well-done sirloin steak and he'd taken my medium-well sirloin steak, even though we couldn't really tell the difference.)
He said, "WHY IS THE PATTY UNCOOKED?!?!?!"
"It's always that way with hamburger patties. Even the hamburger steak I ordered in Odaiba wasn't fully cooked."
"..."
"If it makes you feel any better, hamburger patties are made of minced beef, which can be from about a thousand different cows."
"...THAT DIDN'T MAKE ME FEEL ANY BETTER!" And he put it down and refused to eat the rest of it.
For dessert he had a scoop of Sticky Chewy Chocolate ice cream (not sticky, not chewy, not my thing) and I had a Frosted Chocolate Malt sundae. The sundae was huge. HUGE. Like huge goblet huge. And it had Chocolate Malt ice cream (IMO the best flavour in the Swensen's repertoire since their Cookies and Cream and their Butterscotch have failed me) with whipped cream and a chocolate-dipped wafer and lots and lots and lots of Maltesers. I couldn't have asked for more. I remember also, saying that if I got a sore throat, it'd be totally worth it. (I had one when I got up. But at this point, no.)

But now I'm confused. Is it riposte (ree-post) or riposte (ree-po-stay)?
...
oh well. Time to enjoy the last day of relaxation before the last day of studying, before the last day of exams, before HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3 and AVENUE Q ^^.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

quizzes.

was bored..




You Are Smores



Unusual and unconventional, you make your strange ways work for you.

You've got personality - no one's denying that!




There Are 0 Gaps in Your Knowledge



Where you have gaps in your knowledge:



No Gaps!

Where you don't have gaps in your knowledge:

Philosophy
Religion
Economics
Literature
History
Science
Art





There's a 52% Chance You've Been Abducted By Aliens



Maybe you've really been abducted by aliens... but probably not.

Let's face it. You're just a little weirder than most people.





The Castle Personality Test



You have no problem diving into new experiences. You're so brave that you don't even notice how courageous you are.

You like to think that people see you as dramatic and fascinating. You do your best to seem mysterious.

You are a very romantic person. You can't help but see the world as it should be.

Right now, you feel like the whole world is open to you. You see lots of possibilities.

Overall, your life is dramatic and unpredictable. You life in interesting times.

You feel like the fate of the future partially rests in your hands. You believe you need to help make the world a better place.





You Are Reverse Pocky



Your attitude: rebellious and clever

Non-conformist, but curiously a trendsetter

With you, up is down... and it's a wild ride!





You Are a Goth!



You're so gothically outrageous, and you aren't afraid to flaunt it.

Whether you dress up like Robert Smith or a tragic Little Bo Peep,

chances are that you'll be parading around with the rest of the goths at Yoyogi Park on Sunday.

Don't forget your white makeup and blue lipstick! Who knows?

You may just get picked up by one of the seedy photographers.





What Your Cute Monster Says About You



You're the type of person who stands out in a crowd, even when you're trying to blend in.

You are honest in your character and appearance. You don't pretend to be someone else.

Your inner demon is sorrow. You tend to get depressed easily.

People think you're cute because you're rebellious. Your uniqueness is charming.





What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You



You are unique, creative, and fascinating.

You don't do what's expected of you.

You go for what's unknown and uncharted.

You are emotionally expressive and sensitive.

You're effected by everything around you.

Your friends appreciate your open heart, but they are afraid of hurting your feelings.

You love new adventures and activities. You enjoy living a full life, even if it is chaotic.

You feel lost when things are quiet. You rather not think... you prefer to just do!





What Your Taste in Music Says About You



Your musical tastes are intense and rebellious.

You are intelligent... but in a very unconventional way.

You are curious about the world. You love doing something new.

In fact, you enjoy taking risks and doing things most people would shy away from.

You are very physical. It's likely that you're athletic, but not into team sports.

You have the soul of an artist. Beauty and harmony are important to you.





You Are Stalking



You tend to be very obsessive. Once you focus your attention on something or someone, it's all you think about.

You are also very secretive. People don't know much about the life that you lead.



You are attracted to weak people. You may want to prey on them, but you also may just want to help them.

You need attention, and you can get desperate if you aren't getting attention from the right person. You'll do about anything to get noticed.





What Your Playing Cards Tell About Your Future



Right now is a time of warning and caution for you.



Your emotions are currently tied to a specific wish. If you can get rid of a few obstacles in your life, this wish will come true.



Your closest friend is a true partner. Consider living with or starting a business with this friend.



The near future will bring you major disputes and arguments. Things could end in a lawsuit, a separation, or divorce.



Beware of some very bad news. This may mean the loss of someone close - or the loss of a close relationship.

NB: wish = Orochimaru cosplay, partner = Naomi, separation = College.




What Your Little Black Dress Says About You



You are lively and outgoing. You are naturally friendly.

You enjoy meeting new people and making new connections.



Your style is whimsical and unique. You're good at putting together interesting outfits.



If you were a shoe, you would be: High heeled boots

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contains language and bad english. made me rofl. for the whole joke go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PA1IsvCUqBo
(i nearly suffocated. XD)

..a short gothic anime. Ms Siew sent the link to me. @w@ pretty.

yus that will be all. now i shall go back to celebrating.

lol city wall. XD

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

the end of sensibility

At last, all my written papers are finished.
Higher Chinese today was not half the nightmare I thought it would be.

HIGHER CHINESE (PAPER ONE) - I felt a sense of deja vu doing Paper One. I did questions 1 and 5, and I had a strong feeling that question 5 had been given, in perfect copy, months ago by my Chinese teacher. Naturally people were going all "ZOMG UNFAIR T^T", but I didn't do it on my first chance (the slacker I am) so there wasn't really an advantage on my part. The points came most naturally to me for that question though, so I went ahead with it.


HIGHER CHINESE (PAPER TWO) - Very strange. But doable. And I finished the paper. Huzzah.

So now there's nothing left for me but to wait for six days till I can shade ovals and finish my O-Levels officially, though I must say I'm already celebrating XD

Studay date with Prisia on 10/11, but beyond that I'm already in halfswing mode. ^^

Monday, November 3, 2008

YES!
HUMANITY HAVE BEEN ERADICATED!!!!!!
...let me fix that typo...
HUMANITIES HAVE BEEN ERADICATED!!!!!!
And I'm loving it! Everything I prayed for came to pass, I did Sri Lanka and Northern Ireland without that tiresome Bonding Singapore standing in my way,and I read Globalisation and Economic Strategies, and that came out for SBQ too!
I've never been too good with Social Studies, it's quite obvious I don't like it for its...hard-selling of propaganda...
Let me celebrate. ^^

Saturday, November 1, 2008

an updateeeeeee

Before I get dragged back into the world of MAJOR PROPAGANDA Social Studies, let me say that my world was rocked so, so, so hard yesterday.

I fenced only one person, and it was a girl, and as it was I won 5-1.

Then I went to sleep after one hour of reading MAJOR PROPAGANDA Social Studies I went to sleep and started dreaming about letting go of a blue balloon tied by a gold-yellow ribbon to a transparent balloon shaped like a rubber duckie.

Then I went down and saw a Macbook. I fondled it for a while, and then I understood.

Shit.

And then Dad showed me my iPod Touch as well, 16GB, but I was reeling from the Macbook so that came as a smaller shock.

But I can only touch them after the O-Levels.

Oh and the cover's anodised aluminium. So no L impressions oh well.

I'll start work programming a screensaver for it once the O's are over. ^^

Meanwhile enjoy this musical piece.

Thank you, Dad. For the Macbook, and for the iPod.

NINE DAYS LEFT.

COMBINED SCIENCE (PAPER FOUR) - Was decent, but I truly do not understand why animal cells do not have cell walls. I did questions 7 and 8, on sexual reproduction (menstruation and HIV) and on ecology respectively.

projections

COMBINED HUMANITIES (SOCIAL STUDIES) - I don't like this subject, and I'd sooner take History into my L1R5 than this...thing here. But if I must then I will. I don't like Combined Humanities, I'll come very clean with that.