bye.

It's that time of the year again. Rushing up for datelines, almost due projects, exams nearing, my being more desperately enthusiastic to go mugging, and the computer deciding to set itself to repose mode.

Yes, no more blogging too much for now.

How exciting.

Cheers?

Just a thought.

Just a thought.

Rushing across the two-lane road outside school without stopping in the middle gets the adrenaline rushing.

How exciting.

chill?

There's no school tomorrow, and I thought a tub of ice-cream and a good company would have been a perfect way to start my early weekend. But no, some people seems to make such a big deal out of it. I feel like a kid going to an excursion to the zoo, taking the public transport, without teachers escorting. Pfft. Maybe it's me being a girl, or the youngest in the family, thus the unnecessary "overprotectiveness". But I need to get out sometimes, like any normal people. I'm almost 18, for crying out loud. Sometimes, I just wish they'd trust me a little. What could I possibly have done in that two hours? Get drunk and puffing on some ciggars while cycling around and gorging myself on ice-cream? I'm never good at multi-tasking, you know.

Anyhow, enough with that. Too much whining makes me a whiner. (wth?) But anyways, I'm officially convinced that my life is mundane, stagnant, uninterestingly boring. Yes, you heard me right. My life is so boring that if I compile only the past five months snippets of my life to make a novel to sell for charity...you don't want to know what will happen. :)

Oh, I saw this on Life! yesterday. Top 100 movies last year. As you might already know by now, I love watching movies as much as I love my junk food.

So I've watched only 15 out of these 100 movies, which is a little disappointing, really. But then, I did my math, and the amount of money spent just last year for movies...

$7.50 x 15 = $112.50

Wahsey. Can pay my bills ehh.

CHEERS?

mocking test

I'm itching to do some blogging, but there's a test tomorrow. Just a mock test. (yes, meant to be mocked.) So I'll go crawl back to the textbooks now, and clog my brain with these boiling mass of notes.

Yes, I need a bloody life, can you tell?

Fatigue.

For the record, I've been typing sentences and then deleting it back for the umpteenth time. I'm having the urge to blog. But the thing is, I pretty much have nothing to say I might as well leave this blog stagnant till there's something decent for me to post and not end it with another "And this post is yet another redundant post." But no. I'm going to blog anyway. I know I have been writing random posts lately, not that I can help it. Complaining and whining about the life's mundaneness seems to be a hobby lately.

So here's another one of those entries where I'll write randomly about anything under the sun and what's not, and you just make what of it.

I don't know what's with my feeling bored at school these few days. It's been rather uneventful what with the D&D being over, so less things to look forward to, and less things to fuss about. I've been really good with trying to maintain the attendance and all, so no skipping classes anymore for me = attend boring classes = teachers yakking non-stop.

Alright, maybe it's just me.

These pass few days, I've been trying to make myself busy with the tourism project, but it seems like we are taking forever to get it done. It feels like we're doing our primary three project all over again, thanks to all those Little India information clogging my brain. But weirdly, all I could ever think about is spices. Yes, I think Little India, and I think spices. Not sari, not prata, but spices. Wahsey.

Anyhow, besides trying to make myself look busy and all, this week, there's been rumours of spot-checks and I've been panicking unnecessarily. Not that I have done anything serious to get into trouble or anything. You see, I've been wearing my blue shoes (the one I bought thanks to my colour-blindness) because the black one looks like trash it's been worn for nine years, and not months. So I'm sending it to the cobbler (I've not used this word since primary school sehh. HAHA.)

The exam is coming soonest, and I don't know why, but I'm looking forward to it. The brain needs some working, I guess. Some stressing over the books and late night studies would do me good. (talk about having no life ehh.) And yes, I'm quite anxious about the poly results, though not putting high hopes on getting any.

Wednesday's Valentine's Day was spent with them people (Kin, Mel, Zuli, Zimot and Saz) lunching at Pastamania, with spaghetti bolognese and pizza with chocolate and banana toppings for me, and then a neoprint-taking session, which I realised I've not been doing since awhile. :) And I was in a bored mode as soon as I got home. So desperately bored, and in need of some form of entertainment, I decided to raid the kitchen. But the aunt was there, and took advantage of my boredomness. So I ended up frying some pau and keropok, which was so unlike me - in the kitchen, any time of the day, "cooking". Pfft.

Mel came to school today, with her weird funny voice squeaking away thanks to her sickness, I couldn't help laughing like a mad woman. Today, I suddenly had the desperate urge to have nachos, a coke and a good movie after school. So after murdering the uber delicious chicken cutlet meal at Tenderbest with them people, we were off to catch the Epic Movie at Junction 8. What a nice way to start the long holiday ehh. :)

Meanwhile, this long stretch of holiday, I need a good jog and lots of hula-hooping.

I wish the brother is done with his vacation soonest. Because he is getting on my nerves, trying to be funny, and borrowing my money. Haiyoh. (I'm not being a bad sister, he told me to write all these ehh.)

Okay, enough with the ramblings.

CHEERS.

you better believe me lehh.

Today was so mundane, somehow. I was a little lost with the BZC, and copying from Jay seems to be a good idea. His handwriting was super cursive-ish, I spent a good amount of time trying to figure out whatever I was copying. Anyhow, I survived the two hours only to hear Mr Liau yakking away don't know what, and trying to be funny. It was amusing at first with him making a fool of himself, and us laughing along and all. But then, it got boring. All I wanted to do was have a hearty fillet-o-fish meal.

That I did.

Hearing a hormone-raging teen gushing over boys really didn't help at all.

So if I tell you that meal pretty much is the highlight of the day, and it made me smile like a happy bunny, would you believe me then, when I say that today was mundane? Pfft.

Congrats hor.

So I finally applied for holy poly this morning. Let's just say I'm not think much about it so I won't get my hopes up high. But there's no harm trying ehh. :) As they say, there's nothing to lose. I still have my ISO and the ITE. :)

Anyhow, here's a three-days-late congrats to the 'O' level-ians who ace their papers. Farah Hor, Mas and Jess.
(I was especially happy and proud of Farah Hor that I went around the house telling them. No kidding!) HAHA.

Cheers?

ADN Dinner & Dance

Alright, I've finally stolen some pictures of the ADN Dinner & Dance from them oh-so generous people. So here's a little insights from the event. :)

For more pictures, link on to Jay's, Melly's or Jess' blogs. Because I simply don't feel like spending the next hour or so uploading pictures.

Cheers?

The Graduation Song

The Graduation song is still replaying in my head. And I'm still soaking in the aftermath of our successful D&D event. The finale was great, with us dancing to the song as a class, cheering for the event's success. I forgot all about it for awhile and surrounding myself with happy people in happy happy mood really helps.

It'd be great graduating as a whole class next year. (We better have the most happening grads party, better than yesterday's ehh.)

I guess the tears was just because of my 270 bucks gone. I guess holy poly can wait ehh.

Oh, and have I mentioned that ISO ROCK?

Pictures coming in the next entry as soon as I get hold of it.

CHEERS.

wheeheehee.

Aching legs thanks to 10 hours of standing have never felt better. I enjoyed myself, they enjoyed themselves, we enjoyed ourselves. The event was a success, obviously.

More updates soonest, when I get to steal some pictures.

CHEERS. :)

"D" level

Firstly, the BZC presentation goes exactly how I thought it'd be. There I was, speaking screaming as loud as I could, and there they were figuring out what I'm talking about, and there Loh was, not even paying attention. Wahsey. I was not kidding when I ask her to lend her mike next time. Anyhow, all I wanted to do was get it over and done with.

So there.

So as you might already know, tomorrow the 'O' level result is going to be out. A year ago, I would have been more dramatic, already planning to meet Farah before the result so we can distract each other from the stress, and having sleepless nights. But now? I'm just looking forward to the D&D. It's a really good distraction, I tell you. I was shopping for clothes after school from Bishan all the way to Tampines.

In fact, I'm not even worrying about it. It's not complacency. I guess the lesser the subject, the lesser the stress ehh. Or maybe, since this is the second time I'm going through the 'O' level result "excitement", it doesn't feel exciting anymore. You realise that all you are going to do is sit in one line, surrounded by nervous people (which really doesn't help at all.) and wait for the principal to stop yakking, and for your turn to sit with the teacher.

When you get the result slip, all those nervous-ness will just disappear. And yes, this is the part where I say "funny how our future depends on a piece of paper."

But fast forward to now, I don't have to go through all that incessant unnecessary heart-thomping stress. All I have to do is either open the mailbox, or key in some password. And I get to choose when I want to see the bloody result. Or not. :)

Whatever the outcome is tomorrow, I know I've tried done my best.

So you "O" level-ers, "O" level-ians, and "O" level-ed, don't worry be happy ks. Okay, no. Be worried, and be happy. You should be worried if you're not worried! like me!

CHEERS.

just another day.

So the BZC presentation was postponed yet again, again. Now, for those of you who are not in the know, I hate presentations. And yes, the reason I'm complaining now is because I want to get it over and done with. The laptop and the laptop woman refuse to co-operate at all, so thanks to them I'm yakking away here.

Hopefully I do alright tomorrow ehh. Because the last time I actually speak out loud enough for people to hear and take notice was like, mywholelife ago.

Anyhow, I have funny story to share. This man was sleeping in the "menyangkung" position, leaning on the door, in the train on the way to Bishan just now. And you can imagine what happen when the train reach Braddell, and the door open. (in case you have bad imagining-ability, I'll describe to you what happen, with my equally bad describing-ability) So the door open, the guy happily slept through the whole "Next stop, Braddell." annoucement, and so he ended up lying straight on the floor, half body in, half body out of train. He snapped up back from LaLa land in time to rush to the other cabin before the door close. Nobody knows how to react, so everyone just sit and shut up, and act normal. It was quite amusing, but laughing away is not exactly polite thing to do ehh. But anyways, I swear that was so classic. HAHA.

In other news, I've been killing myself with lots of hashbrowns lately, and I felt so guilty, I decided that I should walk home, instead of taking the bus. So there I was, making the 10 minutes walk home, with the vain hope of shedding some ten+ hashbrowns weight off. (Fat bloody hope.) I went home, hungry and all, and murdered the nasi lemak. Sheesh. I've been thinking of going to SW and have a little exercise, but you see. That's the problem. I think SW = I think Mr Borhan = I think "run around the carpark, no stopping to walk hor."

Oh, I have the 'O' level result to look forward to. But the ADN Grad Nite is a good distraction, really. So while you 'O' level people are stressing off that nerves, I'm going to be at the Grand Plaza Park, working, walking around, camwhoring, and eating the night away. And I get to check the result only 10 hours later. Yay?

And this is yet another random post.
And this post is so redundant
And I'm done with this

Eh, I really need to think new phrases to end the posts. It's getting boring, no?

CHEERS.

grow up, not that you haven't.

I am in a foul mood right now.

But I guess some things are better left unsaid. I'm having the crappiest flu-ing session of the week, so I shall just forgive and forget. And go have a panadol or two now, and rot in bed.

Cheers?

ole ole.

Yesterday was great. I think Raddy got my telepathy signal and he finally decided to bring in Khairul Amri. See, that's a very smart move. Because the guy scored that one crucial goal just so the match would not end with a penalty. (I'm not a big fan of extra times also.)

So we spend most of the time cursing and praying as usual. And when the goal went in, I was screaming and jumping like mad, I think people can hear me all the way from johor. (Right.)

And it's a pity that the second leg is not in Singapore, the players would have run around the field celebrating like mad. But anyhow, don't worry be happy... Lions beat the Thais.

And that's all that matters ehh. :)

CHEERS.

second leg.

I'm so looking forward to tonight's match. Hopefully it's going to be less dramatic and a referee with good eyesight.

But anyhow, must have some faith, hor. :)

GO LIONS!

Three more hours to the showdown, so I'll go freshen up and find something to do. :)

CHEERS.

which one.

I thought this week kind of finished a little too fast. Suddenly it's the weekend and here I am lying on bed, typing on the laptop trying to blog a decent post, just to pass the time.

It's so weird how sometimes you just got indulge in something and forgot about everything else that's happenning ehh. So anyhow, I'll just do what I do best (besides being a fastfoodie) and start rambling. Here's yet another one of those posts where I'll write randomly whatever comes to mind and you just make what of it.

School have been alright. Nothing funny or crazy happening, so yes, it's very er, normal. I'm struggling with KDS. My keyboarding skill is getting from bad to worse. We are expected to type the right way. That means, which fingers goes where and all. I really don't see the rationality in it, really. But yes, I have to confess, despite these numerous blog entries, my typing is not really good. As in not really fast, not really accurate.

Yes, my typing skills is like me - Slow and steady. (Right.)

And I've been good, trying to get the attendance stay steady. Sometimes, I just fight with the temptation of skipping some boring classes, just for the sake of it, and sit in a corner somewhere in Bishan, with a good book, and a can of coke. But you know, I've been good.

Is it just me, or are some people giving me that look, when they ask "where are you schooling?" And I go, "ITE Bishan". And they'd go, "Oh." and shut up. It's irritating that they make it out to be some kind of hell or something, and they would be thinking "I shouldn't have asked her that. Now, she'd just make that unflattering confession." One even goes as far as almost offending me when she said "Oh, I thought you're poly student." with this bloody tone, when I was obviously wearing my uniform.

Now, if you think that I was just being paranoid, you think wrong. I swear that stranger-trying-to-be-friendly was like that. I guess she thought I should be having some coloured hair, cigarettes in the middle of my fingers and many studs sticking out everywhere. There are some people who's that shallow, you know.

But anyhow, I guess Ms Stranger was just short-sighted, downright blind. So I'll forgive her for that.

Speaking of which, I realised that it's month of February already, and I would be getting the results soon. I'm a little nervous about it, like any human beings would. And I'm starting to doubt what I'm going to be doing aftermath of it. I was pertinacious then, but I'm not quite sure now. It seems like I'm getting comfortable with the ITE life, and I'm happy with it. But at the same time, I wouldn't want to "waste" one year of schooling life, if I have another option, that is, going straight to poly.

I've been consulting a few friends and family, but we'll see the results first. MI is not an option since I won't want to go through the whole science crap.Maybe if I'm eligible, I might consider moving on to the supposedly greener pasture. To be honest, I've been secretly hoping I have a reason to stay on and finish my two years for the cert. But who knows what the future brings ehh. I'm praying hard for the best, anyway.

"We've all been decked certain cards a point in our life, and we just have to deal with it."

The Match.

You would have heard by now, the Lions won 2-1 over the Thais. And yesterday, the National Stadium was the place to be. I was looking forward to the match the whole day, and it helps that Bro was bugging us to hurry up and not be late, since he wanted the best seat in the house.

That pretty much explains why we were already seated in the stadium three hours before kick-off. But a little sun-tanning and holding the umbrella is much better than filing in the stadium with many others, and ended up getting seats behind the goal posts ehh.

It's been awhile, I mean, years since I watch a 'live' football match. The last time was like more than 10 years ago, when I was still a little kiddo. It's still vivid in my (superb) memory, those Fandi Ahmad era. But at that time, I spend half the 90 minutes fiddling with the binoculars trying to figure out who's who,where and all.

But I'm not going to get nostalgic here.

So the match was great. It's exciting. No, it's excitingly dramatic, to be exact. I'm not going to sound like some sports reviewer or anything. You go read the papers, if you didn't watch the match.

Anything, the crowd was great. Lots of cheering (as much as jeering) And the Kallang roar. And the Kallang wave. (pretty sight.) And when the honks sounded, and we scream the magical two syllable word. (it was funny at first, but it got a little unecessary) And the "referee kayu!" shouts. And some "ole!ole!ole!..." cheers.

Yes, you get my drift. It was nice just being in the middle of the crowd and soaking in the atmosphere.

Oh, and what's football matches without some heating exchange of words ehh. I caught some people with a (middle) finger or two high up in the sky. oops? HAHA.



Anyhow, I was busy cheering and shouting and hitting those clappers when the Lions just scored, that I forgot about snapping a picture of them, when they ran out of the field, celebrating in front of us. But this one will do. :)



And that controversial "penalty or not?" issue was basically the highlight of the match. Everyone was cheering when the Lions earned a penalty, and were already standing, eager and all. So we were stumped when the Thais just walked off out of the field. Then the boo-ing started, and then the cheering, and then people got frustrated waiting. A good 15 minutes were wasted, and it's so drama, I tell you.



So yes. Thanks to the Lions for the great game. Thanks to the crowd for the chaos. And thanks to the great company. Because I had the fun-nest fun of the week. :)

And GOOD LUCK, LIONS!!!

Ok, cheers. :)