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cookies, and crapping.

The mom is already into the ten-ish tray of cookies for the Hari Raya festives, and so far I've done nothing much except secretly popping chocolate chip cookies into my mouth every ten minutes. Other than that, I just spend my Sunday morning hovering over the heaps of Chemistry books, and still doing so, while waiting for Desmond to be online so I can shoot him questions.

Also, chatted with Ella just now about particularly nothing. Just random stuff, which started from a "hello" to songs, and then gays, and her introducing me to a "ryan barry' whom she proclaimed is much better looking than her dear Torres. (whatever.) That aside, I think I love random talking. I mean, random talking is the best way to start conversations, and not to mention the best way to past your time. I do that alot with Ella, and haha, it's super uh, entertaining.

But random blogging is not as exciting, so I shall not start doing that. I just felt the need to blog something today, so here I am. But anyhow, before I get back to the books, I'll leave you with this video: "the class of sarcasm." Enjoy!



Cheers.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 2:15 PM

facci- nation.

You know, I've never really say it before, but the best bit about the RP life is not not having exams, or not uh, not having exams. The best bit really is seeing new grades coming out and then reading whatever the faci's comment is, after reading our reflective journals. Yes, them facis, they usually write polite, ego-boosting comments. Well, apparently, it's usually. I realise the only reason I've ever read the comments is because it's rather heartening to read comments about how "great you've done today" and "you have the potential to do better" but "keep it up!"

Well, my computing facilitator obviously didn't think there's a need to boost my depleting ego. I read his comments in a state of half irritated, and half amused. Of course, though it's thoroughly impossible to feel irritated and amused at the same time.

So yes, out of boredomness, and to get my mind off today's pending RJ question, I took the liberty to highlight little bits of his comments, and defend my "situation", though of course, it's a tad pointless now.

Since you are sitting next to Hazmi who is absent for P1, try to help him out in catching up with the rest of the team.

Well uh, the problem is that I'm equally as confused as he is. In fact, he ended up being the one helping me understand the mind-boggling problem.

However, I'm sorry if I had accidentally cut you off in the midst of your explanation.

Oh, you better be. That was rather rude actually.

You were rather lost during the explanation of the rules during M3 presentation.

Well, it didn't help you kept asking non-related long-winded questions, and confused my already confused mind.

I find it quite amazing that you managed to do quite well in A111 despite your claim of it being your weaker subject.

Oh, great. Now you're calling me a liar.

The important point is to be able to be "enlightened" at the start of the day rather than at the end so that you can better contribute to the team.

Haha, I bet you think you're funny.

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Okay, since then, I realise how I've always wrote "at the end of the day, I was enlightened and some doubts are cleared." just to convince them I've actually learn something.

But ah, with no links whatsoever, as I'm writing this, suddenly Mr Hector's face is flashing in my mind. Eeek. So weird. Now, I'll go rewatch History Boys just so I can try refresh my memory of why I was obsessed with Mr Hector for that one whole week last semester.

Cheers, you rancid little turds.



IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:41 PM

for the best.

So much have been going on lately, I don't know where to start. So instead, I'll just leave it to that. Am too busy to update this space with long nothings of constant rambling. To put an otherwise long post short, I had the best talking cock session with Desmond PANG since a long while, and a real genuine laugh since forever. Other than that, everything in the life is either too mundane, or too tardy to be posted here. And uh yes, this pretty much sums up today. We were wacky in white. (:



IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:16 PM

the three Z.

All I want to do now is..... sleep.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 12:23 PM

bazaaring.

I just got back from the Bazaar Geylang. It's as usual,mostly infested with Malay community who are there merely to meet friends, find food, new clothes, and basically just walk around. I must admit, despite the yearly routine of walking around the cluttered area, and knowing I'm just there for the heck of it, it's still rather thrilling - just something to look forward to.

Walking in the throng of people mostly sweating from the warm night heat, sandwiched in the middle, burning under my already black tudung, while also randomly getting distracted with the loud Mats and Minahs, and secretly rolling my eyes. Ahh, I survived it anyhow.



IYL STOP RANTING @ 12:57 AM

first times and what nots.

Now, while I'm typing this post, I'm currently lying on bed, with only the elbows supporting me up. In this lazy stance, I shall start with updating about this one week of school life, with new everything. I realise that since my post about dreading the end of the holiday, starting of school, and that little scene in the neighbourhood, I've not update much about the current happenings of my otherwise exciting life.

Oh yes, of course, minus that brief post about the naughty faci. Or as Yusra aptly puts it - "horny".

Now, the new class, W46M we're called, is super lively, with funny colourful characters. This class clicked almost as quickly as my W16J, so it's....cool. Fistly, yes, I'm still keeping in touch with them W16J-ians, having go lunch breaks together. That, of course, means most of us eating, some of us staring. Secondly, yes yes, I was right. Introducing myself and themselves were dreadful. In short, first day was polite smiles, and awkward silence, first lessons are irritating since we have to do the introducing-ourselves bit all over again, and oh yes, the first week was great. (:

On a different note, my grade wasn't that great, though. My first grade for the semester is a C, and it goes to Enterprise. ajhsajkfljldj. But anyhow, serves me right since I prefered to slack on the first day instead of going all "first impression counts" sham.

That aside, there's too much "news" I've heard over the week I don't know where to start. In fact, I don't think I should even start, considering that some things should not be told around. Is there even a "told around" in English. Gee. My English is rusting off,yes? Anyhow, I shall not say anything, afraid of offending some. Ella mentioned that I have a big mouth, and I think she's right it's safer to think she's right.So MOVING ON...

Yesterday I finally wore my new top to school (which is an achievement, considering I've worn the same five shirts I've been wearing to school since like, forever) and although she won't admit it, I know Ella was a little proud of me. I caught her gleeing with pride when she saw me after school. Haha. (:

And yesterday, I finally had a decent meal of LJS since awhile. Okay, maybe not decent, since I almost bite a piece of chicken with some white hair sticking out from nowhere. It was horrible, I tell you.Thumb and Ella were there to witness my dumping my meal halfway. (They were being so sweet, accompanying me all the way to Bugis to break fast.) In fact, Thumb was even "gracious" to mention "which hair is that?". Eek.

Okay, enough with the rambling. I have nothing more to share. So yes, I'll go get back to the usual weekend mode. SLACK.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 2:49 PM

naughty naughty.

"If I'm naughty, I might ask some questions...."

Oh yes, the exact words of my Science faci, when explaining about the ground rules in his class. Now, the thought of the old man being "naughty" is a tad repulsive, I shall not start using my imagination anyway.

Eeek.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 11:46 PM

the handcuffed woman made my day.

So today is officially last day of the holiday before I go back to the routine of 9 - 4 school life. So I did all I could to pamper myself silly with the mini entertainments of home. Okay, maybe not quite entertaining,. All I did was the whole day was to re-watch the whole 12 episodes of Japanese drama serial. (the wonders of illegal websites.) That, and watching a drama unfolding right in the heartlands, suburbs of Geylang Haig Road.

You know those cop dramas where there's a criminal attempting suicide in rundown flats (which suspiciously are mostly 3-roomed.) and there's a standoff between the cops and the criminal (which is always a dishevelled man, with a knife, chopper, gun or any other weapons dangerous enough to kill), and the whole fuss would just die off when the criminal decide to surrender after much "psychological talk" or he decide to jump down and end his life, as well as the drama. (provided the room flat is coincidently at one of the highest floor.)?

Well, in real life, that whole scene is much more than 10 minutes of the film.

Now, we were there to watch the drama unfold, and my, was that exciting. Okay, not precisely there there. To be precise, we were at the next block, in a rather awkward position, in the comfort of our kitchen, with heads out of the window, curious with the spectacle of fire engines, ambulances and police cars driving into the carpark.

I'm not going to actually write out in detail, the whole scene, making it seems more like a descriptive composition essay for primary school aptly titled "One day in my neighbourhood". Basically, to cut the long story short long post short, a Chinese woman was handcuffed away into a police car. We just reckon it's attempted suicide, since there was no dead body, no gun shot, and some firemen involved. But yes, it was exciting indeed.

But uh, it might not seem as exciting reading it all now. But what the heck. A little drama in the neighbourhood would do my monotonous last holiday good, and get me all hype up and high. Because I'm not quite excited for school tomorrow, what with awkward smiles and ice breakers, introducing yourself bits. It's just too uh, not exciting.

Cheers?


IYL STOP RANTING @ 8:26 PM

whiner whining.

I just wrote quite a long post before deleting it altogether. It seems that I'm prone to too much whining when blogging, and it gets a tad dreary, no?

So I'll just shut up, and will only blog until there's actually something I want to really really say. Meanwhile, this space looks like it needs renovation, makeover, upgrading, whatever you want to call them.





IYL STOP RANTING @ 8:12 PM

food heaven.


It was a sumptuous meal to end our first day of fasting. A good treat, a guilty pleasure.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 8:10 PM

quake-ing disaster.

I'm currently sitting in the dark, having only the light from the screen to spoil my already declining visual ability. I just feel the need to blog now, and whine about not having to feel the tremors of quake just now.

You see, there was a tremor felt at about 7 plus just now, and apparently the scale was super huge. Which means, there's no way you could not feel all those shaking while standing or sitting. But no. Throughout the whole dramatic ordeal, all I was doing was indulging in my own little reverie, into my 100th chapter of the novel. Bollocks.

Considering that this is the second tremor of quake I've went through in my whole 18 years breathing on this Earth, the closest I've come to reality check by mother nature is watching all those disaster through tv. Pathetic, indeed.

Aghh, it's scary anyhow. I'm just glad this tiny island is not seriously affected by it. And no, I'm not going to start with rambling about the geograpical location of Singapore, that pretty much save us all. (ALthough I was contemplating about it a minute ago.)

That aside,tomorrow's first day of Ramadan, so I better go sleep now. :))


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:39 PM

the laptop, the orang utan, the news.

Ahhhhhh! My laptop's back, and I'm in a state of euphoria, no kidding. Everything's fine, all the documents, precious photos and movies still intact. I'm so happy, if I jump for joy, it'll be as high as the 11th floor, I tell you. (: Just to let you see how bad the laptop was a few days ago, it was THIS wireallovertheplace BAD.


That aside, I just went to Ella's page, and she's bragging rambling about her holiday getaway to Thailand, which sounds and looks super exciting, I'm actually raging with jealous right about now.


See that orang utan standing behind her with that wide smile and yellow short. asjhdjabshbdaj. So cuteeeee. I think I got a crush on someone! Haha. (: Uh, I shall not start dedicating my posts to humanly creatures so let's move on.

As mentioned yesterday, today's officially spend-the-money day. Well, supposed to be, anyway. I thought what better way to spend the last few days of holidaydom than get myself in shopping spree mode. I had planned to rope Yuhui along, but she didn't feel rich today, and didn't feel like watching movie, or shopping.

Basically she was being her sweet self, accompanying me all the way to Jurong, in the pretext of having nothing better to do. Though she didn't want to admit it, she was missing me very badly. (Ok haha.) But anyway, it was a nice day spend, slacking, and lots of walking and catching up, and talking cock.So thanks ella ella eh eh. ((:

On a much different note, thanks to the laptop's hiatus, I did much more productive things most of the time. Like reading newspapers!!!! Oh yes, the "!!!!" bit is just to make it much more interesting than it actually is. Self-deluding, I know. But anyhow, while I was indulging myself in the bout of insanity, there's some funny (not funny funny, just funny) news that I couldn't help snapping pictures of, out of boredom. (:

So yes, in a space of one week or so, while I was not online too much, or blogging long nothings....



I learnt that there's actually someone with the name "Bhutto". It's a woman politician's name no less.



One old woman got rejected to be a torchbearer for the Olympics. Like, duh.


Oh, and those irritating saggy pants "epidemic" you see some guys nowadays have? Well, those things got banned in two cities in US. Smart move, I think they should do it here. So I don't have to keep commenting "eh, seluar salah size" when I see one, and risk getting smack.


Uh, so yes. Much ranting done for now, and I've run out of random topics to talk about. I'll go switch to my newly-borrowed novels. Wheeee. (:

CHEERS.



IYL STOP RANTING @ 9:10 PM

happy makcik.

I've just got back from the shopping date with Yusra. It was more of a surveying date, though, considering we didn't buy anything despite scouring through the whole Bugis Junction mall. Anyhow, I think I like some of the clothes I saw just now, so tomorrow is officially my spend-the-money day. ((:

That aside, there's much more things that are making me happy like hell!

Like the new class list received this morning. Ivan, the indon mate, is in my class so I guess I won't look totally lost on Monday.

And Yusra was being SO nicee, like a true nothing better to do friend, she came all the way to Jurong to accompany me. (Awww.) And I finally send the laptop to be fixed up. Luckily, the condition's not that serious, and it just needs a little fix up thanks to some physical damage. It should be back by tomorrow.

Uh, okay. I make it seem like the laptop's gone for some cosmetic surgery.

Oh, and the fasting season is around the corner, I can't wait. It just seems so... exciting.

So yes, I'm feeling happy happy happeehhh!!!!!!

CHEERS.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 8:23 PM

movies and MacD's.

Yesterday was very very VERY unproductive. So much so that no matter how I bold or capitalise the word "very", it's still not enough to show how unproductive it was. I didn't even attempt to do my Chemistry, or go near the books. (the only time I did was to move them from the table since Yana wanted to use it.) So yes, other than that, I didn't come close to any books. I just wanted to slack yesterday, and didn't want mid-taxing knowledges implanted into this brain, for now. It really doesn't help that I'm done with both my novels, which means no more indulging myself in my own little reverie, while expanding the already gluteus maximus. Hah.

Enough of the rambling, basically yesterday was spend doing two things:

1) watch tv.
2) MacD's for dinper.

To put a long story short, minus the watch tv bit, me and Yana was left alone at home, while them aunties and mom have their weekend shopping, getaways and what not. We have the house to ourselves! You see, that's a bad (very) idea, considering that I tend to uh, get distracted, without adult supervision. (Right.) I did what I do best, and conquer the tv the whole day. Having the tv to myself is a rarity nowadays since the kiddos are forever here now, so yesterday, I was happy. (Like Emile of Ratatouille, I'm easily pleased.) ((:

Home alone also means money out. You see, while we are at home, the both of us, we could have attempt to feed ourselves when hungry. But no, us and the kitchen doesn't go well since our whole life ago. Now that's when all the delivery services come to use. That McSpicy meal yesterday, minus the over-salted french fries, made my day.

Now, since there's still one more week of holiday to go, I'm still pondering over what to do. At the start of the holiday, I've listed many many things to do, which I guess was rather ambitious, considering whatever I listed over the few holidays before have never been crossed out, which means it was never done. I wanted to do alot, I tell you. (Being ambitious doesn't hurt right?) There were "Study date with Desmond", "Shopping date with Yusra", "Movie and lunch date with Ella", "Lunch date with Farah Hor", and "Movie date with Melly" among other things. Let's say, none of these has been crossed out. Pfft.

That aside, we went to the movies to watch "Ratatouille" with them kiddos, treat by the uncle. It was nice, for late night movie. Go to Zuhai's space for everything else about that. ((:

Meanwhile, Ella's back from Bangkok, and I can't wait to see my new "cheap" bag for school. Wheeee.

And this post's going redundant like always.

Cheers.

PS; the film of pictures that use to be on top of this space is gone because I delete them. because it's getting a tad irritating. because there's some unknown stranger's face in it, and that's uh, strange.

PPS; template's are irritating.

PPPS; I think this blogging thing is getting rather mundane, rambling and all.

PPPPS; .....ok dah.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 12:39 PM

So much for hiatus.

I know I said I'm going on hiatus until the laptop's fine and well. But considering that I actually went down to school, one hour train ride, in the sweltering 2pm heat, and was told by Mr IT Helpdesk that "you have to send to Acer, we can't fix it" which shows how serious the situation is, I'll take back whatever I said about not blogging until the laptop's recovered from his mid life crisis. I hope it's not too serious to have to get rid of the whole thing in exchange of new laptop. That would mean loss of my W16J pictures and videos, and my movie collection, and 6ps, and ppts. Oh, bugger. i'm just glad I didn't download all those PuzzleBobble or Mario games. (: That's less heartache.

Meanwhile, minus these unnecessary (and unwelcome) laptop's issues, life has been rather.... alright. Not too exciting, nor is it too mundane. It's almost one more week till the second semester, and I'm actually looking forward to knowing whoever's in my new class actually. Not that I'm going to actually know who's who just by looking at their names. Seeing familiar names would be nice, eh. Even if it's one Manh Tran Nhat, or another Han Yuhui. (:

On a side note, I met my Secondary 2 English teacher. No, wrong. She's more of a trainee teacher last time. So yes, I was a little taken aback when she started rambling non-stop "how are you"s and all that. I could hardly recognise her, taking like a whole of 3 seconds to match the face, the voice, and the friendliness, with my past. Funny how my memory is bad as compared to her, the much older one. Okay, not funny. But anyhow, I think she must have a superb memory considering the troops of students that she have the past four years or so. Either that, or I'm just THAT memorable a student. I'd like to think the latter. Haha. ((:

That said, I think it's now obvious that the hiatus is now inexistence. Looking back, all the other hiatus I claimed I was going to have some previous posts ago, was really not much a hiatus, eh? So yes, I'm going to keep updating this space, though not religiously, since I have to be back in the fighting-for-the-computer mode. It's tiring arguing with them kiddos, I tell you.

Cheers.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 11:10 PM

On hiatus, for now.

I'm currently using the home's computer, as the laptop's abit crazy, and decided to die on me for good. I know, bugger. One more week of holiday, damnit. I was not kidding when I told Yana I was mourning the death of the laptop! (She thought I was being funny. Which, no doubt, I am, effortlessly.) Uh, right.

Anyhow, despite my rather dramatic reaction of the passing on of the loyal companion at school (uh, that's the laptop I'm talking about.), I've got something else to fuss about over the super free pastime. Like, newly-borrowed novels from the library. Oh yes, back to basics. My old fling, until that laptop comes along and be my pastime companion.

Not that I'm bragging, but I just finished one of the novels in a space of 4 hours. That's a feat for me, anyway. I'm a born bookworm. Ulat buku. Though, honestly, I don't quite like the idea of being associated with slimey disgusting creatures.

Speaking of which, the dad came over today, seated right in our living room, trying to avoid any form of eye contact with anyone, acknowleding no one in particular. Me included. Not that I'm offended, really. I really don't have anything to say to him, much more hold a decent conversation. That, I realise today, could be due to the fact that I've not spoken to him for months, and our longest conversation so far (if you can even call it that.) have been a one minute feat.

So much have been happening lately, you might wondering why I'm actually rambling about that person. Well, let's just say, some things happen, and the already tattered, torn album of the family photos have been mended perfectly, and safely kept underneath heaps of old textbooks. After four long years, I can really say that yes, I've moved on.

Being the baby of the family (sometimes literally.) I was not known or told about some stuff that is happening, or had happened. But I guess, now, I don't really want to know about anything more. As the saying goes, Ignorance is Bliss, aye?

That said, all I'm trying to say is I'm feeling happy like nobody's business! I would even dance to the Umbrella song if I could right now. As Yana would say it. Happy bolala! (whatever bolala is.)

So this could possibly be my last post until the laptop's back. I'll ramble then. And yes, I'm on hiatus till then.

Cheers.

PS; I guess the "Speaking of which" bit on the fourth para seems a tad inappropriate considering what comes before it. Uh, but what the heck.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:44 PM

cos i had a bad day.

Temperature's running high, here at home. The situation is getting a tad mind-taxing, I think everyone should just take a deep deep breathe and clench our fists and count to ten, and do all those supposedly helpful ways of subsiding that boiling rage slowly mouting inside.

I'm just hoping and praying hard that this period will breeze through a little faster, while my sanity is still in check, and the facade is still tightly intact. I'm trying to make it sound everything is hunky dory here, despite the contrary.

So yes, cheers.


IYL STOP RANTING @ 10:08 PM

About Her
Elyanee.
Offically 18 on 1st May.
ITE College Central(Bishan).Republic Poly.
She reeks cynicism.
Prone to redundancies and ramblings.
Never a conversationalist.
Loud only if I know you well.
She lives for Spaghetti and Chocolates.
She just love the simple things in life.

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Charis.
Deeyana.
Dollie.
Ella.
Ema.
Farah Hor.
Farzanah.
Hani.
Hanisah.
Hana.
Hidayah.
Hirda.
Ilyas.
Irah.
Ivan.
Iyloo.
Izah.
Jay.
Jess.
JiaZheng.
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Lina.
Mastura.
Melly.
Sabba.
Sabba.
Scarlet.
Shiew Mee.
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Stacy.
Syafiq.
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