blahs... im sooo bored now. going to submit my DSA application soon, later today. i rmb one of my friends said that my blog is so one topic. well, now this post is a different one!! ha! in your face... hahas. lol.
the other day, my class made my cher cry. so we made this card and i wrote a poem on it i think it goes like this (i hope i rmb):
Comprehension
We laugh and play, and smile all day,
except for a wednesday in May.
We forgot our work, we did a wrong,
and made your face go long.
We want the sun back, the glow from your face,
so its english we'll (try to) ace.
So to erase all forsaken tension,
We promise to do all our comprehension.
arhs... im sooooo bored.... sian. down with a flu... and have to study later for the 3 consecutive (i think) tests i have on tues. ISP is not fun.... ok, i have to go now... to study... sian....
just a day left...
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
CT...-.-
Damn i hate my CT marks. just look at it!!
HMT- C5 isn't this the grade anyone just loveed??
EL- B4 so below my expectations!! grr... my heart dropped when i recieved my el paper
the rest all got the same results though
Chem Phy Bio Emaths Amaths SS Hist Lit - A1
hahas. looks like my languages are soo dying. gotto revive it!! argh!! english was so not worth it. i don't normally get B4. why must my teacher pass our scripts to another teacher!! damn!! L1R5=dead. can't believe it!!
owels. sian... i soo wanna go for DSA to RJC, HCJC, NJC and mayb ACJC/ACSI (whichever is better) haiz... i hope that i can like suceed with this kind of stupid results. hope that either my leadership or my sound can take me there...
so, should i go for my 6-7years of experince singing or should i go for my multiple leadership roles?? i sincerely thank BPGHS for all the opportunities it has given me, although i feel that being in the choir din't really give me enough room to stretch. cos my pri sch actually had more oportunities for choir, like overseas and everything. but still, its my passion.
did DSA for sec sch and suceeded. hope that DSA can once again soar me to the horizons. hahas. the sky is no longer the limit, (but my grades are). hahas. have to work harder i guess. have to try to be a 9-pointer, or at least a 7/8-pointer in the O's!! JYJYJY!!!
oh yar... ISP=afternoon sch. i don't understand why it has to be in the afternoon, when we no longer have to go to sch in the morn. i rather they just put it in the morn and get over it by noon!! grr... afternoon. hot, humid and H.... tell you whe i think of smth with H.... oh yar... hell!! hot humid hell. but lucky hae AIRCON... lovely, wonderful, amazing AIRCON.!!
sorry if i sound so hyper... having my "sugar rush" now.... don't worry.. i'll soon go back to being "normal" (that is if i can be normal) and start saying sian to all you "funny" jokes... so if you don't want to be dotted all the time, i think you have 5mins to talk to me... yea.. i think i'll last 5 mins.... hehe....
HMT- C5 isn't this the grade anyone just loveed??
EL- B4 so below my expectations!! grr... my heart dropped when i recieved my el paper
the rest all got the same results though
Chem Phy Bio Emaths Amaths SS Hist Lit - A1
hahas. looks like my languages are soo dying. gotto revive it!! argh!! english was so not worth it. i don't normally get B4. why must my teacher pass our scripts to another teacher!! damn!! L1R5=dead. can't believe it!!
owels. sian... i soo wanna go for DSA to RJC, HCJC, NJC and mayb ACJC/ACSI (whichever is better) haiz... i hope that i can like suceed with this kind of stupid results. hope that either my leadership or my sound can take me there...
so, should i go for my 6-7years of experince singing or should i go for my multiple leadership roles?? i sincerely thank BPGHS for all the opportunities it has given me, although i feel that being in the choir din't really give me enough room to stretch. cos my pri sch actually had more oportunities for choir, like overseas and everything. but still, its my passion.
did DSA for sec sch and suceeded. hope that DSA can once again soar me to the horizons. hahas. the sky is no longer the limit, (but my grades are). hahas. have to work harder i guess. have to try to be a 9-pointer, or at least a 7/8-pointer in the O's!! JYJYJY!!!
oh yar... ISP=afternoon sch. i don't understand why it has to be in the afternoon, when we no longer have to go to sch in the morn. i rather they just put it in the morn and get over it by noon!! grr... afternoon. hot, humid and H.... tell you whe i think of smth with H.... oh yar... hell!! hot humid hell. but lucky hae AIRCON... lovely, wonderful, amazing AIRCON.!!
sorry if i sound so hyper... having my "sugar rush" now.... don't worry.. i'll soon go back to being "normal" (that is if i can be normal) and start saying sian to all you "funny" jokes... so if you don't want to be dotted all the time, i think you have 5mins to talk to me... yea.. i think i'll last 5 mins.... hehe....
Sunday, May 10, 2009
2 days
so it like has be 2 days wifout a maid and im stil surviving strong!! hahas. why? cos i realised that my mama knows how to do all the hse work!! yea!! ok. just here for a short post. gtg study for CT2. bb ;)
Friday, May 08, 2009
rectangular sun
been doing RMUN for dono how long... eyes tired!! haiz... today my maid left us before her contract is up... (hope you know what i mean... trying to put word nicely) then even before my maid has finished packing her bag, my ah gong told me to take out the trash. i stared at him. i've nt done it b4... (ok, i'be done it once. and i can firmly say it was so long ago, i cant even rmb when it was) lucky.. my mama was like... "father. deng yi xia. man man lai." phew... then i rushed into my room and did the doodles in the post below... so i dint take out the trsh aft all...
damn... not having a maid mayb alittle diff for the comming days. hopefully we can get another before the school week starts. *cross my fingers*... hey! im NOT spoilt ok?! just pampered from young.
my papa was like yall have to learn to do household chores... but then obviously he has to shut when i return with the you dont even do house hole chores... rmbed the time when me n me papa decided to clean the room (as in sweep and mop) i was still young that time... so i was like i dont wanna sweep. with my baby girl charm, how can my papa make me sweep then? so since he dint wana sweep either... no one sweeped the floor... then my papa just took a mop to mop the floor as i watch.,... that counts as me doing household chores too rite?
haiz... soo bored..... think im gona just heck care the RMUN tingy and pull it off to the last min... shall go watch the magical rectangular-shaped sun of night and day... (the TV if yr coconut is not that filling)
damn... not having a maid mayb alittle diff for the comming days. hopefully we can get another before the school week starts. *cross my fingers*... hey! im NOT spoilt ok?! just pampered from young.
my papa was like yall have to learn to do household chores... but then obviously he has to shut when i return with the you dont even do house hole chores... rmbed the time when me n me papa decided to clean the room (as in sweep and mop) i was still young that time... so i was like i dont wanna sweep. with my baby girl charm, how can my papa make me sweep then? so since he dint wana sweep either... no one sweeped the floor... then my papa just took a mop to mop the floor as i watch.,... that counts as me doing household chores too rite?
haiz... soo bored..... think im gona just heck care the RMUN tingy and pull it off to the last min... shall go watch the magical rectangular-shaped sun of night and day... (the TV if yr coconut is not that filling)
Monday, May 04, 2009
fire wall
why do you talk to everyone but me?... everyone can contact you but there is a (fire) wall between us... one that stretches hundreds of miles.
hush little baby don't say a word. mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird. i that mocking bird don't sing, mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring. (nope, not chicken wing. i won't settle for anything less)
and if that diamond ring turns brass, (can i cry now??) mama's gonna buy you a looking glass.
>>fast forward.
broke>billy goat
wont pull>cart and bull
and if that cart and bull turns over, mama's gonna buy you a DOG name rover!! (yeah.. that should stop my crying) if that dog name rover dont bark (oops! said too soon), mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart.
if that horse and cart falls down, you'll be the sweetest little girl in town.
i just want (apart from the diamond ring and the DOG!!) to be the sweetest little girl in your heart. thinking of you... this time, without sweet corn. life is hard without buttery goodness. that is unless you are around to make up for it.
burn that fire wall down for me yea?
hush little baby don't say a word. mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird. i that mocking bird don't sing, mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring. (nope, not chicken wing. i won't settle for anything less)
and if that diamond ring turns brass, (can i cry now??) mama's gonna buy you a looking glass.
>>fast forward.
broke>billy goat
wont pull>cart and bull
and if that cart and bull turns over, mama's gonna buy you a DOG name rover!! (yeah.. that should stop my crying) if that dog name rover dont bark (oops! said too soon), mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart.
if that horse and cart falls down, you'll be the sweetest little girl in town.
i just want (apart from the diamond ring and the DOG!!) to be the sweetest little girl in your heart. thinking of you... this time, without sweet corn. life is hard without buttery goodness. that is unless you are around to make up for it.
burn that fire wall down for me yea?
Saturday, May 02, 2009
In a guy...
what do i need in a guy. i ever heard of this joke:
jane: what do you want as a husband?
mary: i just want him to be rich so that i can just 'spend' my life away. what about you?
jane: oh nothing much, i just want him to be handsome and always changing. he has to be with me at home all the time. he has to tell me about the news of the world. he must be able to do alot of different things like dancing and singing and...
mary: gal. all you need is a television!
hahas. i remember when i was like in sec 1 i had this pact made with my friend gora. we came up with a list of things our guy should have. and promised each other to meet up sometime when we grew up and see if our husbands met the citeria. this was what i wrote:
handsome. young. smart. kind. never hit me. pampers me. never cry. can't gamble. can't drink. can't flirt. muscular. can't scold me. loves me. nice eyes. faithful. gives me freedom. aint the boss of me. good kisser. can't say "no" to me. cute. popular. rich. nonvulgar. gives my flowers. can't cheat. cool. hugs me respect me. not gangster. allows me to punish him. give me $$. let me go out with my friends. have a clean record. lovely. goes shopping with me. hot. gives in to me. let me keep doggie. always at my side. boss of company. must praise me. allows me to bully him. gives me presents. gives me sweets. romantic. proposal at the beach. have our own house. likes my friends. has limozines. has sport cars. never let me do work. hardworking.
and thats not even the whole list! butnow my list had been shortened to:
1. has to make me happy all the time.
2. respect me and the people around me.
thats all. huge difference aint it!! hahas. thought alittle about him today. but not in the anguish way. i was thinking. i have actually been through 3 months (89days) wifout him beside me in S'pore, soon it will be the 100th day. owells. another month to go and maybe i'll be able to meet him.
so you meet the 2 requirements there?? why not start with the 1st one?
im think im too influenced by my lit text perhaps.
clarisse: are you happy?
guy montag: (thinks) no, i am not happy. i am not happy.
agnes: and why am i not happy? cause you weren't there to console me when i needed it. you weren't there to cuddle me when i needed your warmth. but as long as you can be here next to me whether now or the next month, even if it means just looking at your face, just one small carasse of your cheek. just sharing the same air for a second, i would feel alot better.
i used to have such a nice time sleeping. but now im haunted by the lovely times we might (not) have when you come back during june.
you are shatter my fragile heart with the little hammer of yours called non-existence. 6 letters, your name, when put together, is against the sovereignty of mankind, of me.
ok, fine, now im thinking of him in the anguish way.
make the pain go away. if love were a river, mine would have been washed away along with my tears. blind cupid ought to remove his blindfold and open his eyes. time has gone and he ought to grow up.
"love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. and therefore is winged cupid painted blind." what a load of crap! who is that artist? take him away. tear up his canvas and redraw another. one cupid with a billion of eyes. all wide open. no more brains, just one heart. draw him bearded no more diapers. yet do not draw his bow or arrow. for the mistakes he makes by missing a shot causes the heartche of not one but two.
but for my case, you can start counting from one.
jane: what do you want as a husband?
mary: i just want him to be rich so that i can just 'spend' my life away. what about you?
jane: oh nothing much, i just want him to be handsome and always changing. he has to be with me at home all the time. he has to tell me about the news of the world. he must be able to do alot of different things like dancing and singing and...
mary: gal. all you need is a television!
hahas. i remember when i was like in sec 1 i had this pact made with my friend gora. we came up with a list of things our guy should have. and promised each other to meet up sometime when we grew up and see if our husbands met the citeria. this was what i wrote:
handsome. young. smart. kind. never hit me. pampers me. never cry. can't gamble. can't drink. can't flirt. muscular. can't scold me. loves me. nice eyes. faithful. gives me freedom. aint the boss of me. good kisser. can't say "no" to me. cute. popular. rich. nonvulgar. gives my flowers. can't cheat. cool. hugs me respect me. not gangster. allows me to punish him. give me $$. let me go out with my friends. have a clean record. lovely. goes shopping with me. hot. gives in to me. let me keep doggie. always at my side. boss of company. must praise me. allows me to bully him. gives me presents. gives me sweets. romantic. proposal at the beach. have our own house. likes my friends. has limozines. has sport cars. never let me do work. hardworking.
and thats not even the whole list! butnow my list had been shortened to:
1. has to make me happy all the time.
2. respect me and the people around me.
thats all. huge difference aint it!! hahas. thought alittle about him today. but not in the anguish way. i was thinking. i have actually been through 3 months (89days) wifout him beside me in S'pore, soon it will be the 100th day. owells. another month to go and maybe i'll be able to meet him.
so you meet the 2 requirements there?? why not start with the 1st one?
im think im too influenced by my lit text perhaps.
clarisse: are you happy?
guy montag: (thinks) no, i am not happy. i am not happy.
agnes: and why am i not happy? cause you weren't there to console me when i needed it. you weren't there to cuddle me when i needed your warmth. but as long as you can be here next to me whether now or the next month, even if it means just looking at your face, just one small carasse of your cheek. just sharing the same air for a second, i would feel alot better.
i used to have such a nice time sleeping. but now im haunted by the lovely times we might (not) have when you come back during june.
you are shatter my fragile heart with the little hammer of yours called non-existence. 6 letters, your name, when put together, is against the sovereignty of mankind, of me.
ok, fine, now im thinking of him in the anguish way.
make the pain go away. if love were a river, mine would have been washed away along with my tears. blind cupid ought to remove his blindfold and open his eyes. time has gone and he ought to grow up.
"love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. and therefore is winged cupid painted blind." what a load of crap! who is that artist? take him away. tear up his canvas and redraw another. one cupid with a billion of eyes. all wide open. no more brains, just one heart. draw him bearded no more diapers. yet do not draw his bow or arrow. for the mistakes he makes by missing a shot causes the heartche of not one but two.
but for my case, you can start counting from one.
Friday, May 01, 2009
thinking??
so i decided to do smth with my blog yesterday. then i realised that it was so late that i frgot to blog... hahas. hahahs. did a small survey for myself cos i was realli bored yesterday. it shows tat im an extrovert, loves to sense things, always percieve and thinking?! i cant believe thinking!! i always thought im a huge sotong, owels... sotongs are quite clever aren't they? at least they hav a way to get away!
ohh. and i found this birthday countdown thingy... so that (to all WYCF ppl) i dont have to go around telling ppl for a straight 13 days when my bdae is... but if you happen to see this... its on the 14 DECEMBER 1993!! get me prezzies!! hahas. yesterday i got a treat frm my little god bro. hahas. (he's a year older than me) apprently i have alot of little bros and sons... even though most of them are older than me... but i have a few daughters and some lao gongs :D
looks like im a full time mum/ big sister!! hrm... thats so weird... hahas
just heard smth from my biological little bro... he tried immitating london tipton from THE SUITE LIFE OF ZAC AND CODY. hahhas it sounded weird.
think shall end it here then.. till nxt tym!
ohh. and i found this birthday countdown thingy... so that (to all WYCF ppl) i dont have to go around telling ppl for a straight 13 days when my bdae is... but if you happen to see this... its on the 14 DECEMBER 1993!! get me prezzies!! hahas. yesterday i got a treat frm my little god bro. hahas. (he's a year older than me) apprently i have alot of little bros and sons... even though most of them are older than me... but i have a few daughters and some lao gongs :D
looks like im a full time mum/ big sister!! hrm... thats so weird... hahas
just heard smth from my biological little bro... he tried immitating london tipton from THE SUITE LIFE OF ZAC AND CODY. hahhas it sounded weird.
think shall end it here then.. till nxt tym!
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