And we'd run away; far, far away from this funny thing called "Life".Today I am a happy kid.
Because, finally, the IP students are taking a paper with the rest of us mainstreamers. We're all in this together, and I mean it, for real. Hah, oh for the love of this wonderful subject called Higher Mother Tongue. Or Chinese, plainly, if you prefer [:
(Other than the fact that they have suan-ed me by saying these:
♥The seasons all changed, but my love stayed the same. says:
The last ever Chinese paper in my entire life.
♥The seasons all changed, but my love stayed the same. says:
I am, overwhelmed.
davinn. im gonna rape the next person who says teoweiling is my gf -.- says:
hahaha
davinn. im gonna rape the next person who says teoweiling is my gf -.- says:
i shall not be evil and not say that it's the last exam of my high school life
davinn. im gonna rape the next person who says teoweiling is my gf -.- says:
-runs-
AND
♥The seasons all changed, but my love stayed the same. says:
How's the paper. Haha, I bet it was easy-peasy [:
[34/jiachen] Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa says:
yeah omg
[34/jiachen] Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa says:
i couldn't believe it halfway thru it
♥The seasons all changed, but my love stayed the same. says:
D: Haha, seriously.
♥The seasons all changed, but my love stayed the same. says:
You must be damn smart la [:
[34/jiachen] Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa says:
but realli wat.. it was really quite easy
[34/jiachen] Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa says:
but chi is my worst sub
[34/jiachen] Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa says:
and i died badly during the eoys
[34/jiachen] Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa says:
so yeah i prob get a C so ):
Zomg, hell yeah, Davin had better RUN before I kill! And I can't believe JC can still say that -.- But I really don't care anymore so there.)
Yeshiz, and that pretty much sums up my day. Happyhappyhappy because it's the last Chinese exam I'll ever be sitting for, for the rest of my LIFE. Can you comprehend that! D: Before Paper 2 started I told my favourite labpartner PY: "Hey, you know what! This is the last Chinese paper of our lives, provided you don't offer LEP in JC, hah. Oh, and later when the CPE says 'stop writing', remember the last ever Chinese character you're writing, okay!"
But, of course, that was an exaggeration. (Because I don't believe I will never write my name in Chinese characters again, la.) But still [: Something to rejoice over. I know 韩老师 will be so disappointed with this comment of mine but hey, I really abhor it. Ever since Secondary School (but don't worry 老师, it's not your fault). I just decided to be like most of the kids in Singapore and hate it.
Come to think, have no idea why I even offered HMT in the first place - seeing as my Chinese is really, what they would call "CMI" or "Cannot Make It" - but hell, that's over now and I don't have to give a damn about it anymore. Just pray that I pass, with a B or better.
Was s'pposed to study with XR today but due to excessive loss of blood, she became giddy and oh-so-pale while we were on the way to Gardens. Thus, ended up at The Serangoon. And I'm so glad I was actually disciplined enough to go for a run today.
It was bad because I found out how unfit I have become (!) but that aside, at least it'll motivate me to exercise more. Besides, I've got 3 good reasons to be carrying out this healthy schedule:
1. I need the stamina for my JC sports CCA.
2. I need get in shape for Prom (which is in 16 days!).
3. I am getting FAT, oh yuck.
5 more papers. Why do I keep getting the feeling that this is a Preliminary Examination? Oh damn, alas! - it's the freaking real thing. Good, if I don't make it I'm screwed.
也许痛的感觉证明了爱的深切 ♥
Monday, October 29, 2007 | 6:43 PM
This heart it beats, beats for only you.
Papers today were average. Shan't elaborate much.
After all, the most important thing was that I DID SOMETHING ILLEGAL TODAY. Take a guess? Hm.
Well, I STOLE FROM SEAB. No idea what SEAB is? You must be really outdated. 'Cause that's the Singapore Examinations Assessment Board. Uh huh, I did just that.
And here's proof!:
TA-DA! Foolscap paperrrrr [:
SEAB! I must say, the foolscap paper is really nice.
(Click for enlarged view.)
That's not the only thing. I also daringly sneaked out the rubbish that was meant to be thrown into the dustbin that's located IN the MPH before we were released for the break. But hey, here it is, together with all my friends' scribbles and crushed paper..
Voila! And the words read: "Yo, I am a rubbish BOX".
(Folded it in the MPH, by the way.)
Hell yeah, am a self-professed mugger! (Because I stole.)
That aside, we shall now turn our attention t'ward the real muggers. Photos, okay?
HAHA, BFF looks like an aunty D: Study too hard, I swear.
Anyway, the whole cohort went into the MPH today ready to get their A1s for Emath. Sadly, not me. In the morning I was freaking over Emath while the rest of the world was panicking for English! I am weird, period.
Oh, and Heroes came out today as the expository topic for English. Secretly, was smiling to myself for Superman had told me, "I confess, that I am no Superman, and that I am only human in front of you." ♥
Alrightyyyyy, off to study. Have got a 2-hour long tuition for HMT today, zomg. (And anyway, my brother wants to use the computer.)
Papers today were average. Shan't elaborate much.
After all, the most important thing was that I DID SOMETHING ILLEGAL TODAY. Take a guess? Hm.
Well, I STOLE FROM SEAB. No idea what SEAB is? You must be really outdated. 'Cause that's the Singapore Examinations Assessment Board. Uh huh, I did just that.
And here's proof!:
TA-DA! Foolscap paperrrrr [:
SEAB! I must say, the foolscap paper is really nice.(Click for enlarged view.)
That's not the only thing. I also daringly sneaked out the rubbish that was meant to be thrown into the dustbin that's located IN the MPH before we were released for the break. But hey, here it is, together with all my friends' scribbles and crushed paper..
Voila! And the words read: "Yo, I am a rubbish BOX".(Folded it in the MPH, by the way.)
Hell yeah, am a self-professed mugger! (Because I stole.)
That aside, we shall now turn our attention t'ward the real muggers. Photos, okay?
HAHA, BFF looks like an aunty D: Study too hard, I swear.Anyway, the whole cohort went into the MPH today ready to get their A1s for Emath. Sadly, not me. In the morning I was freaking over Emath while the rest of the world was panicking for English! I am weird, period.
Oh, and Heroes came out today as the expository topic for English. Secretly, was smiling to myself for Superman had told me, "I confess, that I am no Superman, and that I am only human in front of you." ♥
Alrightyyyyy, off to study. Have got a 2-hour long tuition for HMT today, zomg. (And anyway, my brother wants to use the computer.)
Saturday, October 27, 2007 | 10:55 PM
And if you have to go, always know that you shine brighter than anyone does.
Been meaning to blog, but the content just ain't coming. This page has been staring at my face with it's title for the past 90 minutes.
(Will just feed y'all with things all-too-obvious that need not be mentioned, but just to kill time.) Anyhow, Monday's going to be a long day. Damn shit. With English Papers, and Emath Paper 1 thereafter. Think I'd be beat by the time 6 comes.
And, pray I'd have strength to make the week. Yet again.
That aside, I've realised there exists quite a few other romantics in my social circle. Kyle's all like, "Even if I lived a thousand years you know I never could explain the way I lost my heart to you that day." on his MSN PM. And oh damn, am a sucker for such. Big time.
-
Have unconsciously came up with a sequel to the story I'd written 'few days back.
It's, "The Gift: Part II".
Finally, after giving it (not so much) thought, you acted on impulse and accepted the present.
You begin to realise what intricate details your friend had so carefully put into place. You can tell, it's been wrapped, ever so lovingly.
Slowly, you undo the wrapper.
Inside, you find a box. Opening the lid, you're taken aback. It's contents, have blown you away. It is, indeed, what you were expecting. Except, not the colour. And the design - oh for goodness' sake!
Whatever happened to your best friend and knowing your taste? But still, you place it carefully on the shelf above your study table - together with all the rest of the little ornaments your best friend had got you before. It looks out-of-place, but yet strangely charming.
The hue it seemingly gives off attracts you, entices you. This is when you start to realise, you will not regret. But rather, learn to accept.
All of a sudden, there's this strong urge to know more. Why was it sent? What meaning did it hold? You're now ready; ready to question.
"I was born to tell you, 'I love you'."
Or, not ♥
Been meaning to blog, but the content just ain't coming. This page has been staring at my face with it's title for the past 90 minutes.
(Will just feed y'all with things all-too-obvious that need not be mentioned, but just to kill time.) Anyhow, Monday's going to be a long day. Damn shit. With English Papers, and Emath Paper 1 thereafter. Think I'd be beat by the time 6 comes.
And, pray I'd have strength to make the week. Yet again.
That aside, I've realised there exists quite a few other romantics in my social circle. Kyle's all like, "Even if I lived a thousand years you know I never could explain the way I lost my heart to you that day." on his MSN PM. And oh damn, am a sucker for such. Big time.
-
Have unconsciously came up with a sequel to the story I'd written 'few days back.
It's, "The Gift: Part II".
Finally, after giving it (not so much) thought, you acted on impulse and accepted the present.
You begin to realise what intricate details your friend had so carefully put into place. You can tell, it's been wrapped, ever so lovingly.
Slowly, you undo the wrapper.
Inside, you find a box. Opening the lid, you're taken aback. It's contents, have blown you away. It is, indeed, what you were expecting. Except, not the colour. And the design - oh for goodness' sake!
Whatever happened to your best friend and knowing your taste? But still, you place it carefully on the shelf above your study table - together with all the rest of the little ornaments your best friend had got you before. It looks out-of-place, but yet strangely charming.
The hue it seemingly gives off attracts you, entices you. This is when you start to realise, you will not regret. But rather, learn to accept.
All of a sudden, there's this strong urge to know more. Why was it sent? What meaning did it hold? You're now ready; ready to question.
"I was born to tell you, 'I love you'."
Or, not ♥
Friday, October 26, 2007 | 5:38 PM
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry.
The sweet, sweet taste of defeat,
I like.
Love, taught me to cry. And because it's left me, high and dry; all but sane.
Guess I just broke another mirror. Sure, no big.
"The pain of life overrides the joy, to the point that joy ceases to exist." I'm all up for it. Dare I say this is too much? Am, have always been, a weakened child. The shock, this head (and heart) taketh not well.
One, after another. I'd rather it pass quick, painless.
The sweet, sweet taste of defeat,Love, taught me to cry. And because it's left me, high and dry; all but sane.
Guess I just broke another mirror. Sure, no big.
"The pain of life overrides the joy, to the point that joy ceases to exist." I'm all up for it. Dare I say this is too much? Am, have always been, a weakened child. The shock, this head (and heart) taketh not well.
One, after another. I'd rather it pass quick, painless.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007 | 8:24 PM
You thought you were safe and sound, but you need a hero now.
This is so strange.
But it's prolly the best Amath paper I've ever sat for in my entire life. (Then again, my school's papers are so-not-'O' Level standard, so I guess. And it gets pretty demoralizing, for a person like me, who's poor at Math.) Ah well.
At least, though, today I found someone who is as weird as Elyssa! [: That's my EX, 'cause we both can do Amath but not Emath. HAHA, so much for the break up. Rrrrright.
In some ways, Amath has been a morale booster. Never thought these words would ever come from this mouth, but yes. And that's good, because I am going to need all the confidence I can get to face Chemistry tomorrow.
And like PAIL told me about what THK used to tell his students, "Girls, you cannot give up on Chemistry. You know why? Because CHEM IS TRY - so must always try!" Zomg, if I could think like that, that'd be waaaaay positive. But I guess, I'd give it a try [:
Remember,
Psalm 121:1-2 "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth."
This battle, I commit to you in prayer.
This is so strange.
But it's prolly the best Amath paper I've ever sat for in my entire life. (Then again, my school's papers are so-not-'O' Level standard, so I guess. And it gets pretty demoralizing, for a person like me, who's poor at Math.) Ah well.
At least, though, today I found someone who is as weird as Elyssa! [: That's my EX, 'cause we both can do Amath but not Emath. HAHA, so much for the break up. Rrrrright.
In some ways, Amath has been a morale booster. Never thought these words would ever come from this mouth, but yes. And that's good, because I am going to need all the confidence I can get to face Chemistry tomorrow.
And like PAIL told me about what THK used to tell his students, "Girls, you cannot give up on Chemistry. You know why? Because CHEM IS TRY - so must always try!" Zomg, if I could think like that, that'd be waaaaay positive. But I guess, I'd give it a try [:
Remember,
Psalm 121:1-2 "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth."
This battle, I commit to you in prayer.
Sunday, October 21, 2007 | 9:52 AM
With one last shot to make it happen.
A day before the GCE 'O' Level Examinations officially start. (Whether you're taking it, taking Amath or not, it doesn't matter.)
So it is, the fact that I've even landed myself in this position, as a 16-year-old in Singapore and all set (or not?) for this 2nd major examination in my life thus far, IT OUGHT TO BE DAMNED WORTH IT.
And, the fact that I'm a mainstream-mainstream student, there are 4 groups of people who can suan me:
1. IP students
2. Express MT students
3. Combined Science students
4. Art students
But well, prolly the only group (and maybe it's the best, yet) I can suan is the Triple Science students 'cause they end a day later than us Double Science freaks! HAHA. Oh, for the love of Bio D:
I've been meaning to post up a really nice conversation I had on MSN with 2 quirky characters BUT. Damn, it's in the other computer chat log. Ah well, another time then.
-
Am not ready, but I'll have to be. Prelims were, honestly, a letdown. And I must admit it's put me down quite a lot. Six feet under? D:
Still,
You say, "No matter what the question, Love is the answer."
But I say, "No matter what the question, God is the answer."
And this is why, I'm a Christian and proud to say it. Will be keeping the whole cohort in prayer. This is not merely of thy own strength alone.
FTW, y'all ♥
A day before the GCE 'O' Level Examinations officially start. (Whether you're taking it, taking Amath or not, it doesn't matter.)
So it is, the fact that I've even landed myself in this position, as a 16-year-old in Singapore and all set (or not?) for this 2nd major examination in my life thus far, IT OUGHT TO BE DAMNED WORTH IT.
And, the fact that I'm a mainstream-mainstream student, there are 4 groups of people who can suan me:
1. IP students
2. Express MT students
3. Combined Science students
4. Art students
But well, prolly the only group (and maybe it's the best, yet) I can suan is the Triple Science students 'cause they end a day later than us Double Science freaks! HAHA. Oh, for the love of Bio D:
I've been meaning to post up a really nice conversation I had on MSN with 2 quirky characters BUT. Damn, it's in the other computer chat log. Ah well, another time then.
-
Am not ready, but I'll have to be. Prelims were, honestly, a letdown. And I must admit it's put me down quite a lot. Six feet under? D:
Still,
You say, "No matter what the question, Love is the answer."
But I say, "No matter what the question, God is the answer."
And this is why, I'm a Christian and proud to say it. Will be keeping the whole cohort in prayer. This is not merely of thy own strength alone.
FTW, y'all ♥
Saturday, October 20, 2007 | 12:09 AM
We're all pleasantly-tongued, but poised to kill.
Today has prolly been like my last chance ever to salvage what little I have left of my results. (Considering tomorrow's tuition-crammed, and Sunday's Church+Family Day.)
My mugging partners are always such nice people. Interesting, in different ways, each of them are. Let me allow photos to do the talking [:
Thursday:
Yum, coffee! What a huge cup, HAHA.
Friday:
Sleepyhead, he sure is! (And a pervert.)
-
Just spoke to S, and I got things a little cleared up. It's akin to that of:
One afternoon, while you're at home, the door bell rings. You open the door, to find a cheery deliveryman standing before you. He politely greets you; smiles. He then confirms your identity, requests for your signature to account for the delivery, and thereafter, passes you a little package.
It's a present.
Attached, you find a handwritten note. The note reads: "Hey Love, thought I'd get you a gift. It's been what you've been asking for all along. I'm sure you'll like it! XOXO, [insert best friend's name here]."
What could it be? Random thoughts race through your mind. You try to recall what you could've told your best friend recently, that plausibly led to the existence of the package currently in your hands.
Suddenly, it comes to mind.
A few weeks back, you'd been going on endlessly about this particular thing you were ready to get your hands on - once your allowance comes rolling into 'em pockets.
Could it be, it's what your best friend got you? The fact that your allowance is in and your only free day (in which you can go downtown) is today.. What're you to do? Would you just open the package; or go get it first, since the shops are closing in a few hours, and you know that item is in high demand? What if.. you don't make it in time, and the last piece is gone?
To trust your best friend's intention, or is it "I-might-as-well-get-it-myself" since, this way, you're bound to get what you want?
Questions, many.
"The way that I want you more than you want me."
Thanks, SugarPuff. You're the Greatest, still ♥
Today has prolly been like my last chance ever to salvage what little I have left of my results. (Considering tomorrow's tuition-crammed, and Sunday's Church+Family Day.)
My mugging partners are always such nice people. Interesting, in different ways, each of them are. Let me allow photos to do the talking [:
Thursday:
Yum, coffee! What a huge cup, HAHA.Friday:
Sleepyhead, he sure is! (And a pervert.)-
Just spoke to S, and I got things a little cleared up. It's akin to that of:
One afternoon, while you're at home, the door bell rings. You open the door, to find a cheery deliveryman standing before you. He politely greets you; smiles. He then confirms your identity, requests for your signature to account for the delivery, and thereafter, passes you a little package.
It's a present.
Attached, you find a handwritten note. The note reads: "Hey Love, thought I'd get you a gift. It's been what you've been asking for all along. I'm sure you'll like it! XOXO, [insert best friend's name here]."
What could it be? Random thoughts race through your mind. You try to recall what you could've told your best friend recently, that plausibly led to the existence of the package currently in your hands.
Suddenly, it comes to mind.
A few weeks back, you'd been going on endlessly about this particular thing you were ready to get your hands on - once your allowance comes rolling into 'em pockets.
Could it be, it's what your best friend got you? The fact that your allowance is in and your only free day (in which you can go downtown) is today.. What're you to do? Would you just open the package; or go get it first, since the shops are closing in a few hours, and you know that item is in high demand? What if.. you don't make it in time, and the last piece is gone?
To trust your best friend's intention, or is it "I-might-as-well-get-it-myself" since, this way, you're bound to get what you want?
Questions, many.
"The way that I want you more than you want me."
Thanks, SugarPuff. You're the Greatest, still ♥
Thursday, October 18, 2007 | 11:35 PM
And if you think I need you, come on over.
(This is so not fair. Major.)
Here I am slogging like shit and working my butt off for the upcoming 'O' Levels and there, in some other parts of this tiny country, we have people who are livin' the L-I-F-E and having F-U-N. Rawr ):
Apparently there's even a schoolby the name of HCI that's having their Grad Night at Hilton today D: Zomg, what the hell! Damn coolios, when I haven't even taken the first paper of 'O's. Siao ah!
When I whined about this to my older brother, all he had to say was: "Who ask you to get 2__ for PSLE, cannot qualify for the IP Programme!" D:
Okay, this is so childish. Why am I wasting my precious studying time complaining? Precisely, Ely - you should be mugging.
(This is so not fair. Major.)
Here I am slogging like shit and working my butt off for the upcoming 'O' Levels and there, in some other parts of this tiny country, we have people who are livin' the L-I-F-E and having F-U-N. Rawr ):
Apparently there's even a school
When I whined about this to my older brother, all he had to say was: "Who ask you to get 2__ for PSLE, cannot qualify for the IP Programme!" D:
Okay, this is so childish. Why am I wasting my precious studying time complaining? Precisely, Ely - you should be mugging.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007 | 10:45 PM
We'll be playmates and lovers; and share our secret world.
There's so much to be updated but time does not permit for such. Time is precious, Ely. Yes, it is. Hence, we shall zoom in right on the important things! So here are the highlights:
In the morning, suffered a relapse of my tension headache/gastricitis. Perfect. So I'd to ditch Mt.Yau'soh-so-appealing Physics Lecture at 8. Am sorry ):
Mugged at Central Macs with my cousin instead.
Macs+An Upset Stomach=Perfect Way to Die Before 'O' Levels!
And now, here are some people who deserve to be publicly shamed on my blog just because they were making so much noise and totally dissing our warning glares D:
RAWRRRR, these people who just cannot shut up! So much for being Student Councilors in Pei Cai. But wait, I'll forgive and forget, considering they're young and innocent little 14-year-olds D:
Thereafter, we'd created a whole photo album on "How to Eat a McChicken Burger the Proper Way". But, I'd prolly compile it - complete with captions - after 'O's.
Now, here's someone that ought to be taking Art as an GCE 'O' Level subject but hasfoolishly not done so. The following are some drawings (a.k.a. masterpieces/works of art) by the Man himself.
*Background information: We were trying to figure out if we were talking about the same bus stop, so there.
First attempt.
(Pretty skimpy, or so Mt.Yau would put it!)
Strike Two!
Ahhh, now we see some colour. And p'haps even a little conversation?
And voila!
This deserves to be framed up and sent to a museum in London, I swear :D
FACEBOOK IS ADDICTIVE I SHOULD'VE LISTENED TO MES WHEN THE WARNING CAME ABOUT JOINING IT ONLY AFTER 'O' LEVELS. Damn, I've got to run - Davin's waiting for a serenade D:
There's so much to be updated but time does not permit for such. Time is precious, Ely. Yes, it is. Hence, we shall zoom in right on the important things! So here are the highlights:
In the morning, suffered a relapse of my tension headache/gastricitis. Perfect. So I'd to ditch Mt.Yau's
Mugged at Central Macs with my cousin instead.
Macs+An Upset Stomach=Perfect Way to Die Before 'O' Levels!And now, here are some people who deserve to be publicly shamed on my blog just because they were making so much noise and totally dissing our warning glares D:
RAWRRRR, these people who just cannot shut up! So much for being Student Councilors in Pei Cai. But wait, I'll forgive and forget, considering they're young and innocent little 14-year-olds D:Thereafter, we'd created a whole photo album on "How to Eat a McChicken Burger the Proper Way". But, I'd prolly compile it - complete with captions - after 'O's.
Now, here's someone that ought to be taking Art as an GCE 'O' Level subject but has
*Background information: We were trying to figure out if we were talking about the same bus stop, so there.
First attempt.(Pretty skimpy, or so Mt.Yau would put it!)
Strike Two!Ahhh, now we see some colour. And p'haps even a little conversation?
And voila!This deserves to be framed up and sent to a museum in London, I swear :D
FACEBOOK IS ADDICTIVE I SHOULD'VE LISTENED TO MES WHEN THE WARNING CAME ABOUT JOINING IT ONLY AFTER 'O' LEVELS. Damn, I've got to run - Davin's waiting for a serenade D:
| 4:04 AM
When the oceans rise and thunders roar, I will soar with You above the storm.
Atonement, I pray.
I want to feel the rush of wind. Ungrateful, sinned; these veins are thinned. Am begging, pleading, wishing, even split down and bleeding - deprived of feeling.
I need forgiveness. Relieve me, oh the pain. (My sinful self, be my only shame.)
I want you, I need you, to dance with me. Bring me away: Up, up, and away.
And from my smitten heart with tears,
Two wonders confess:
The wonders of His glorious Love,
& my own worthlessness.
Though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of Death, ♥
Atonement, I pray.I want to feel the rush of wind. Ungrateful, sinned; these veins are thinned. Am begging, pleading, wishing, even split down and bleeding - deprived of feeling.
I need forgiveness. Relieve me, oh the pain. (My sinful self, be my only shame.)
I want you, I need you, to dance with me. Bring me away: Up, up, and away.
And from my smitten heart with tears,
Two wonders confess:
The wonders of His glorious Love,
& my own worthlessness.
Though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of Death, ♥
Monday, October 15, 2007 | 10:53 PM
One touch and I'm tripping.
The Wait:
It takes the highest form of pain.
Mugged at the National Library today, with my Mom, older brother and cousin. Met many other people there, strangely enough.
Think I was being such a pig today; kept going out of the library to meet my Mom and get food. Maybe it's just the energy I require D: I do so prefer days like these; without having to go to school for extra lessons. Oh damn, tomorrow and Wednesday's going to be Hell, with Physics Lectures all the rage. Just can't seem to stay awake in them (don't ask me why).
Over the next few days have got my schedule all planned out. Different study dates with different people, it seems. Oh I do so hate having to reject.
-
S told me that I ought to be cursed with all abomination. That, I cannot blame. It is not poor judgement; in fact, S nailed it. I can't help but stand in awe, the way I've been brought to precipitous realization.
"Hasty marriage seldom proveth well", or so saith Shakespeare. But this time, it's irrefutable.
Drinking sweet wine for the lack of taste is purely sinful. Am doing this all for the thrill of it - wonder when it's ever meant. P'haps, ne'er. This is a disorder, I swear.
Please, just give me the licence to love ♥
The Wait:It takes the highest form of pain.
Mugged at the National Library today, with my Mom, older brother and cousin. Met many other people there, strangely enough.
Think I was being such a pig today; kept going out of the library to meet my Mom and get food. Maybe it's just the energy I require D: I do so prefer days like these; without having to go to school for extra lessons. Oh damn, tomorrow and Wednesday's going to be Hell, with Physics Lectures all the rage. Just can't seem to stay awake in them (don't ask me why).
Over the next few days have got my schedule all planned out. Different study dates with different people, it seems. Oh I do so hate having to reject.
-
S told me that I ought to be cursed with all abomination. That, I cannot blame. It is not poor judgement; in fact, S nailed it. I can't help but stand in awe, the way I've been brought to precipitous realization.
"Hasty marriage seldom proveth well", or so saith Shakespeare. But this time, it's irrefutable.
Drinking sweet wine for the lack of taste is purely sinful. Am doing this all for the thrill of it - wonder when it's ever meant. P'haps, ne'er. This is a disorder, I swear.
Please, just give me the licence to love ♥
Sunday, October 14, 2007 | 11:58 PM
Yesterday, Love was such an easy game to play.
Fall? Never.
Been trying to mug real hard. 7 days - that's scaring me.
Graduation just came and went; I cried my heart out but whether it was for good or bad, I'll never know. Hate such times when you're stuck in the middle, between love&hate and joy&grief. My heart is too frail for such, I've come to realise.
That aside, have been desperately trying to resist the temptation of coming (online) to blog. But to no avail. Blogging keeps me alive; it's what pumps the blood in these veins. After all, I do love writing, quite a lot. And this is an avenue of expression, no less.
You know you're addicted to blogging when:
1) You haven't blogged in 3 days but it feels like 2 weeks.
2) You can't stop thinking about how to phrase those sentences perfectly that you go to the extent of typing/writing the words out as they come to mind - whenever, and wherever you are.
3) You itch to use the Internet on the computer and type http://blogger.com/start in the URL address bar.
4) You bring a camera with you wherever you go to take photos you think are blog-worthy.
5) You constantly occupy your thoughts with what to write in the next post.
6) You frequently visit your blog as if it's not yours. (HAHA.)
So there. Bet I am top of the list of blog addicts, or somewhere close. If only time permitted for more!
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Today I spoke to S. Seems like during the weeks in which we didn't speak, similar experiences have arose. Some busy and rollercoaster lives we live, indeed. But, how we deal with each situation is again different. But alas!, déjà vu strikes and I cannot help but feel this paralyzing sense of fear.
S let me in on a harrowing revelation: It leeches on your heart, sucks its conscience and never lets go. And it goes on, into sempiternity. (Like the dateless rise and fall of the tides.)
And, my sentiments exactly. It's a body so sacred it'll allow none to touch, save for the One. But it's not you, my dear. Not at all.
7 days and this crazy shit just don't go. FOCUS.
Thanks; ultimately you're the only one that listens, that knows.
Fall? Never.Been trying to mug real hard. 7 days - that's scaring me.
Graduation just came and went; I cried my heart out but whether it was for good or bad, I'll never know. Hate such times when you're stuck in the middle, between love&hate and joy&grief. My heart is too frail for such, I've come to realise.
That aside, have been desperately trying to resist the temptation of coming (online) to blog. But to no avail. Blogging keeps me alive; it's what pumps the blood in these veins. After all, I do love writing, quite a lot. And this is an avenue of expression, no less.
You know you're addicted to blogging when:
1) You haven't blogged in 3 days but it feels like 2 weeks.
2) You can't stop thinking about how to phrase those sentences perfectly that you go to the extent of typing/writing the words out as they come to mind - whenever, and wherever you are.
3) You itch to use the Internet on the computer and type http://blogger.com/start in the URL address bar.
4) You bring a camera with you wherever you go to take photos you think are blog-worthy.
5) You constantly occupy your thoughts with what to write in the next post.
6) You frequently visit your blog as if it's not yours. (HAHA.)
So there. Bet I am top of the list of blog addicts, or somewhere close. If only time permitted for more!
-
Today I spoke to S. Seems like during the weeks in which we didn't speak, similar experiences have arose. Some busy and rollercoaster lives we live, indeed. But, how we deal with each situation is again different. But alas!, déjà vu strikes and I cannot help but feel this paralyzing sense of fear.
S let me in on a harrowing revelation: It leeches on your heart, sucks its conscience and never lets go. And it goes on, into sempiternity. (Like the dateless rise and fall of the tides.)
And, my sentiments exactly. It's a body so sacred it'll allow none to touch, save for the One. But it's not you, my dear. Not at all.
7 days and this crazy shit just don't go. FOCUS.
Thanks; ultimately you're the only one that listens, that knows.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007 | 11:28 PM
Sometimes "goodbye", though it hurts in your heart, is the only way for destiny.
And alas! - it is so.
Today was fun.
HMT, Physics and Amath never felt so good D: Seems like Amath is going to haunt me forever - being the last lesson I'm (ever) having as an official Secondary 4 student in Cedar Girls' Secondary School. Amazing.
Tomorrow we'll be crying bucketfuls of tears. Am bringing tissue paper, for sure.
& How do I leave this behind again?
4 years is a long, long time. Though it seems to have gone by so fast. Am so attached to the school, I don't know if I will ever forget. After all, I am proud to be a Cedarian, through and through.
♥,Me.
And alas! - it is so.Today was fun.
HMT, Physics and Amath never felt so good D: Seems like Amath is going to haunt me forever - being the last lesson I'm (ever) having as an official Secondary 4 student in Cedar Girls' Secondary School. Amazing.
Tomorrow we'll be crying bucketfuls of tears. Am bringing tissue paper, for sure.
& How do I leave this behind again?4 years is a long, long time. Though it seems to have gone by so fast. Am so attached to the school, I don't know if I will ever forget. After all, I am proud to be a Cedarian, through and through.
♥,Me.
Tuesday, October 09, 2007 | 10:56 PM
We never grew out of this feeling that we won't give up.
Am supposed to be on hiatus, by now. Still.
It's hard to imagine that tomorrow will be the last time (ever) that I'll wake at 0530, knowing that I'm going to Cedar Girls' for school - what I've come to know as "school".
Last day of lessons, and voila!, school's out. 4 years would've been summed up like that. This is not right. For the first time (ever), I wish school would go on forever. Simply because I cannot comprehend - much less accept - change.
I'll miss class ):
My bestest TBPN Deborah said something yesterday that made me ponder quite a bit: 4/O may not exactly be the most united class, but we're certainly unique. We're united, in a separated kind of way. I believe, we've all come to appreciate its beauty, even magnifying it, at that.
And I don't know how to let go of something I've held on to so close, so dearly. The People, the Place, the Pride: Life.
If I ever thought graduating was an easy affair, I sure don't now.
Am supposed to be on hiatus, by now. Still.
It's hard to imagine that tomorrow will be the last time (ever) that I'll wake at 0530, knowing that I'm going to Cedar Girls' for school - what I've come to know as "school".
Last day of lessons, and voila!, school's out. 4 years would've been summed up like that. This is not right. For the first time (ever), I wish school would go on forever. Simply because I cannot comprehend - much less accept - change.
I'll miss class ):My bestest TBPN Deborah said something yesterday that made me ponder quite a bit: 4/O may not exactly be the most united class, but we're certainly unique. We're united, in a separated kind of way. I believe, we've all come to appreciate its beauty, even magnifying it, at that.
And I don't know how to let go of something I've held on to so close, so dearly. The People, the Place, the Pride: Life.
If I ever thought graduating was an easy affair, I sure don't now.
Sunday, October 07, 2007 | 10:51 PM
Then we'll turn it up, and we'll play it a little faster.
MUGGER ALERT!
Yeh, that's the way it ought to be. Everyone around me is mugging :D
My cousins (one P6, the other Sec 4), my older brother for 'A's, my younger brother for his Sec 2 Streaming, me for 'O's and not forgetting, MY MOM. Doing a double Diploma, she is. Damn cool.
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Not exactly the best time to get distracted, but still.
分开以后
每当想到你就会低下头
紧握的手不知过了多久
我相信你也会有一样的辛酸难受
都曾经深爱过谁
有谁能舍得
在离开你之后
想快乐也只是一种强求
一个人怎么过都是愁
懂得拥有却未必能让你为我停留
最后只剩遗憾拉住我不放手
But now, it's
Love, as though you have never been hurt before.
<3
MUGGER ALERT!Yeh, that's the way it ought to be. Everyone around me is mugging :D
My cousins (one P6, the other Sec 4), my older brother for 'A's, my younger brother for his Sec 2 Streaming, me for 'O's and not forgetting, MY MOM. Doing a double Diploma, she is. Damn cool.
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Not exactly the best time to get distracted, but still.
分开以后
每当想到你就会低下头
紧握的手不知过了多久
我相信你也会有一样的辛酸难受
都曾经深爱过谁
有谁能舍得
在离开你之后
想快乐也只是一种强求
一个人怎么过都是愁
懂得拥有却未必能让你为我停留
最后只剩遗憾拉住我不放手
But now, it's
Love, as though you have never been hurt before.
<3
Saturday, October 06, 2007 | 9:53 PM
Can't you see - my feet have left the ground.
VJ: The Place To Be. (Or so it seems.)
The treehouse is coolio. Lovelovelove it, the same way I love RJC's library. Ah well, but what's the use of looking at all these JCs when I'm going to be ending up in CJC for the 1st month. Oh dangit-
VJ seems so perfect. Maybe because it's almost like stepping into an upgraded Cedar. Add-ons include: Boys, a track, a fountain (?!), better Mass Dances and tons of LTs (but all JCs have 'em too!). Well.
Met many many seniors. And practically one-third of the Sec 4 cohort in Cedar was there. Hah, everywhere you turn you see a Cedarian, either ex- or to-be :D "Home", they say? But well, I just read a Cedarian's blog commenting on how she thinks she doesn't fit in. 'Cause of all the prejudices and views that have already established whilst in Cedar. That's true; guess she just wants to see new faces. Differing views, we all have. It's okay, really. But VJ is so expected of someone like me, don't you think? (Brimming with patriotism and all for the Blue and Grey.)
Oh, and we all saw something that made us laugh so hard I think my stomach hurt D:
ZOMG THE POOR SOCCER CAPTAIN!! His face, tragic.
(Click for enlarged view.)
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My friends are such crazy but nice people I really don't know how it's going to be like leaving them. Graduation is in a few days' time, on Thursday. I feel premature. Like I'm not ready to say I'm 16 and that I've gone through 4 years of education inprolly only the bestest school ever.
(& I miss you.)
People like these make you truly happy. And am blessed to have such awesome Girlfriends ♥ How do we part? I really rather not think about it.
17 days. I need Your grace.
VJ: The Place To Be. (Or so it seems.)The treehouse is coolio. Lovelovelove it, the same way I love RJC's library. Ah well, but what's the use of looking at all these JCs when I'm going to be ending up in CJC for the 1st month. Oh dangit-
VJ seems so perfect. Maybe because it's almost like stepping into an upgraded Cedar. Add-ons include: Boys, a track, a fountain (?!), better Mass Dances and tons of LTs (but all JCs have 'em too!). Well.
Met many many seniors. And practically one-third of the Sec 4 cohort in Cedar was there. Hah, everywhere you turn you see a Cedarian, either ex- or to-be :D "Home", they say? But well, I just read a Cedarian's blog commenting on how she thinks she doesn't fit in. 'Cause of all the prejudices and views that have already established whilst in Cedar. That's true; guess she just wants to see new faces. Differing views, we all have. It's okay, really. But VJ is so expected of someone like me, don't you think? (Brimming with patriotism and all for the Blue and Grey.)
Oh, and we all saw something that made us laugh so hard I think my stomach hurt D:
ZOMG THE POOR SOCCER CAPTAIN!! His face, tragic.(Click for enlarged view.)
My friends are such crazy but nice people I really don't know how it's going to be like leaving them. Graduation is in a few days' time, on Thursday. I feel premature. Like I'm not ready to say I'm 16 and that I've gone through 4 years of education in
(& I miss you.)People like these make you truly happy. And am blessed to have such awesome Girlfriends ♥ How do we part? I really rather not think about it.
17 days. I need Your grace.
| 6:47 AM
If I never thought I'd fall like the rain, I do now.
Woke at 0330h this morning to study after turning in at 2130h last night. Hah, early, I know. Anyway, at least one person in the house is awake at any one point in time. It's like, we take shifts and stuff - with my older brother and my Dad staying awake 'til 4 and then my Mom and I taking over. All either studying or working. (Only my younger brother sleeps the most D:)
So, I reckon people across in the other blocks would prolly think this is a dysfunctional family, with the lights in the house never switched off. High consumption of electricity; we're indeed living in an urbanized developing country :D Ugh, Geog.
Anyhow, the final moderated results were released yesterday during Reading period. Oh bummer, I've got to be so ever grateful to Cedar for saving my ass and helping me get into at least, some JC somewhere. For a brief moment my heart froze, thinking about how I'd be staying at home for 31 days/the whole of January 2008.
But still, can't say I've done very well. Tiramisu and I got the same points so we're planning to be future classmates in JC. Considering most of my current classmates will be going to schools like V, A, SA, T, N? Of which I cannot qualify for. In no way, by no means. Dolorous.
Was at RJC Open House yesterday. Meeting up with MES, Bubbles, Skinny Pig and Amelia was good. Even saw Shing, Ying Qi, Theodora, Evelyn and Michelle. Ah well, RJ is so out of reach. But that's not the point, when the library is so freaking cool!! D:
Today, will be at VJC Open House before my tuition. Think I'll prolly be there for only an hour! Hah, but I'll be sure to have fun. (Even more when I get there.)
And I think I've decided that Arts is the way to go ♥
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You've won your role, you've played your part, you've been cordially invited.
But I'm certainly not impressed, and I'm definitely not excited.
They say if I love, it's to set you free.
But hey, why not make it hurt?
对于软弱的我, 回忆就足够-
Woke at 0330h this morning to study after turning in at 2130h last night. Hah, early, I know. Anyway, at least one person in the house is awake at any one point in time. It's like, we take shifts and stuff - with my older brother and my Dad staying awake 'til 4 and then my Mom and I taking over. All either studying or working. (Only my younger brother sleeps the most D:)
So, I reckon people across in the other blocks would prolly think this is a dysfunctional family, with the lights in the house never switched off. High consumption of electricity; we're indeed living in an urbanized developing country :D Ugh, Geog.
Anyhow, the final moderated results were released yesterday during Reading period. Oh bummer, I've got to be so ever grateful to Cedar for saving my ass and helping me get into at least, some JC somewhere. For a brief moment my heart froze, thinking about how I'd be staying at home for 31 days/the whole of January 2008.
But still, can't say I've done very well. Tiramisu and I got the same points so we're planning to be future classmates in JC. Considering most of my current classmates will be going to schools like V, A, SA, T, N? Of which I cannot qualify for. In no way, by no means. Dolorous.
Was at RJC Open House yesterday. Meeting up with MES, Bubbles, Skinny Pig and Amelia was good. Even saw Shing, Ying Qi, Theodora, Evelyn and Michelle. Ah well, RJ is so out of reach. But that's not the point, when the library is so freaking cool!! D:
Today, will be at VJC Open House before my tuition. Think I'll prolly be there for only an hour! Hah, but I'll be sure to have fun. (Even more when I get there.)
And I think I've decided that Arts is the way to go ♥
-
You've won your role, you've played your part, you've been cordially invited.
But I'm certainly not impressed, and I'm definitely not excited.
They say if I love, it's to set you free.
But hey, why not make it hurt?
对于软弱的我, 回忆就足够-
Wednesday, October 03, 2007 | 5:00 PM
I'm just too far from where you are; I wanna go home.
Am sleepy.
Things that make me happy:
1) Sitting next to this girl.
2) Tons of highlighters (in different colours) to mess up my notes.
3) Hello Panda! (There's nothing like it.)
4) Being retarded with this girl.
5) Having pretty hair.
6) CHEEESECAKE.
7) Knowing that our society is not anorexic D:
8) Walks out PP with these people.
9) Funky little Kindergarten boys who sing "What I've Done" (LIKE THIS ONE!!).
10) Sunsets with You.
Of the world, everything is.
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Took this off Blossom's blog, which she took off her friend's blog.
Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares for you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."
Oh, sure. What lies; 'cause then, you would've been perfect beyond measure.
Am sleepy.
Things that make me happy:
1) Sitting next to this girl.
2) Tons of highlighters (in different colours) to mess up my notes.
3) Hello Panda! (There's nothing like it.)
4) Being retarded with this girl.
5) Having pretty hair.
6) CHEEESECAKE.
7) Knowing that our society is not anorexic D:
8) Walks out PP with these people.
9) Funky little Kindergarten boys who sing "What I've Done" (LIKE THIS ONE!!).
10) Sunsets with You.Of the world, everything is.
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Took this off Blossom's blog, which she took off her friend's blog.
Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares for you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."
Oh, sure. What lies; 'cause then, you would've been perfect beyond measure.
Monday, October 01, 2007 | 10:39 PM
Burn you with my dirty looks and glances.
3 years/enough.
I've had my fun; Baby, I'm done.
P'haps you don't feel it - you need ego to survive. You're just so clever, the way you manipulate. Why be so hypocritical? A little too sensitive, a little too astute and hey presto!, you're a little off the line. I'll admit to being inferior and the bitch, if it saves my ass. Anything as long as you're doing okay. 'Cause it's as simple as: I don't need ego; I just need my dignity.
And who are you, I question.
It's just such a pity (or not?) that I come to realise you're something, somehow. But I reckon you're just too blinded to see.
And I wouldn't like to live in a paradisiac world, 'cause then I'd be imperfectly flawless. Maybe things are better blemished, damaged and marred.
At least, when trouble prevails, You can be my Superman. (Even if you don't don your underwear on the outside, it's cool with me.)
& What in the world, could ever come between us? ♥
3 years/enough.
I've had my fun; Baby, I'm done.
P'haps you don't feel it - you need ego to survive. You're just so clever, the way you manipulate. Why be so hypocritical? A little too sensitive, a little too astute and hey presto!, you're a little off the line. I'll admit to being inferior and the bitch, if it saves my ass. Anything as long as you're doing okay. 'Cause it's as simple as: I don't need ego; I just need my dignity.
And who are you, I question.
It's just such a pity (or not?) that I come to realise you're something, somehow. But I reckon you're just too blinded to see.
And I wouldn't like to live in a paradisiac world, 'cause then I'd be imperfectly flawless. Maybe things are better blemished, damaged and marred.
At least, when trouble prevails, You can be my Superman. (Even if you don't don your underwear on the outside, it's cool with me.)
& What in the world, could ever come between us? ♥