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Saturday, December 25, 2010.
Never gonna look at Christmas the same way again 11:37 PM Sure, Christmas is a day of festive moods, everybody's happy and all. It doesn't seem to apply to my parents though. And people, just conveniently count me out next Christmases if you all do not want your happy day to be spoilt. I'm not worth it, and nobody thinks so anyway. I wonder why I just typed that. Good. So, organizing games for the day is my fault. I worked on it from morning till almost the time when Uncle called to go to church. Bloody hell, service starts at 9 and we're summoned at 7. I barely got to watch CSI when that happened. So I forgot my keys on the way due to the rush. Didn't think it was a great big deal till until night. Stayed over at cousin's house where there was a lot of dust. I'm bit dust allergic. Slept on cushions, wasn't a big fucking deal. Dealt with blocked nose the whole night, tried to ignore it and sleep. Itchy eyes due to eye sty. Who could sleep? Even at home, I'm afraid I can't do that. Finally the blocked nose subsided at 6am and I gradually fell asleep, for 3 hours. Woke up at 9am. NOBODY EVER GIVES A DAMN. This is gonna cost you, people, cos I get cranky when I don't get enough sleep and this, for the record, is coupled with a huge fucking eye sty. Okay so I really got cranky. Then later, despite loss of sleep, still went out with them to Nex. Luckily I did. Or else, I'd never knew you two were such people. Walked all around the mall to find a bag for my niece. Being really fickle, she didn't like many of the bags at Nex. However I remembered one super clearly. We're at Sportslink, there was a bag, she turned over the price tag, and said, "$X only." If it were me I'd have hesitated big time. Well again, nobody gives a damn. Not only that, she's only P6 and when she goes out, her parents gives her 20-30 bucks everytime. I get a meagre, miserly sum total of $5 if I don't beg. I earn my tentative weekly 25 bucks by teaching her Math. I used to think, "So what if we're poor?" I always thought that I wasn't given enough money. Mom would then tell me, saying that I should ask others how much they get every time they go out. Now I should change it: P1 kids were spotted walking around with iPads. Parents probably give them a 100 bucks everytime they go out in the future. It should now be, "Others get more moolah than I do and a fiver is much too little." Also, I'm expected to eat my breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner with that miserly fiver. Singapore is a place where SGD5 is enough for A meal. Others stay over all the time. I stay over at my cousin's house, and get chided for that in the end. I get cranky because I didn't get enough sleep. Nobody cares and people chided me for that too. I get blamed for not bringing my keys, which caused all this to be posted up here. Nobody blames the one who has keys but seldom brings them out. Come to think of it, I always unlock the door myself. My sister? KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK xinfinity. I feel so unfair, that nobody cares. In this household, crying, again, is never allowed. But I know better. If I don't, I think I wouldn't be here posting. I would be in Woodbridge now. Again, does anyone cares if I ended up there? Probably not. Tuesday, December 21, 2010.
Oh, Good Lord 1:43 PM I haven't posted in days without realising it. I just realised that J.K. Rowling crafted the best story evar. Like, there are many known coincidences behind the names of characters, places, etc. For example, the possible reason behind Ron and Hermione's Patronuses. Ron's a Jack Russell Terrier, while Hermione's an otter. I was just reading some facts when they pointed out that... 1. The Burrow, where the Weasleys live at, is at a place called Ottery St. Catchpole. 2. Jack Russell Terriers are known to chase otters in deep water. 3. Otters are in the same family as weasels, the origin of the surname Weasley. There are other things like that too but I forgot. Maybe next time. Well. Should I go Sakura tomorrow now that I've got some moolah? Monday, December 6, 2010.
Woohoo! Fixed it. 6:44 PM Just before the Cameron Highlands trip, I crashed the laptop. Cos I haven't been using the desktop for a very long time, I wasn't very used to it. Okay, fine. I totally forgot to blog. Well, here it is! HAHAHAHA. Pictures will be posted with the next post, I think tomorrow, LOL. I'll just summarize here. So first day, at 10pm, I was waiting at Golden Mile (where the Thai trannies gather) Complex for the coach. Bloody hell man, the coach comes at 10pm, my parents cabbed us there at like what, 7pm. After dinner, we stoned and waited for the rest for like a couple of hours. My battery almost went dead -.- Cos I was listening to music and playing mobile games to pass the time. Then when it finally came, the coach wasn't bad. Uncle booked one with all the good stuff, movies and games etc. Except that the games were from the 90s. And that the movies were pirated, but I think everyone watched movies. Only until my sis told me the coach they took to Genting was much better. I saw it for myself on the return trip. -.- I think the bus was speeding. Evidently it was and it was proven on the return trip. Well, reached Cameron Highlands on the second day at 6am. I could talk and see the smoke. xD So cold. But I'd do anything to duplicate their weather over to Singapore. Then everybody would probably come here, cos really, it's just so bloody hot here and their weather there is natural aircon. The breakfast sucked. Meh. Even packet Milo with no extra additives would be much better than the Milo there. Pffffffft. Then went back to coach and brought us to the hotel -- Equatorial Cameron Highlands. I think it was a 4 star or 5 star hotel. Hmm. We went for the tours, and the guide for the first day was awesome. His name is Kumar. (Funny, all the Kumars I know are really funny people O.O) But of course, I'm too lazy sometimes and actually stayed in the van sometimes. THERE'S A LOT OF LAND ROVERS OVER THERE. LIKE EVERYWHERE, and then when the van goes into some *rural* areas can totally see abandoned, dead, decayed Land Rovers. I'd bet the metal's being corroded till it becomes really thin and I could tear it. The air there is awesome, only people like my father and cousin were there to deprove it. Bloody smokers FTL. And I was suffering from an eye stye for most of the trip, due to the 3 chalets and lack of water. Hais. There was no need for aircons. Oh, how many times would I mention this glorious fact? Okay super funny joke I remembered: My uncle keeps making fun of the guide Kumar, despite being like 40 something. xD So he told my grandmother: *Pointing to Uncle* He bad boy uh. Grandmother: Then you bad girl? Kumar went speechless. HAHAHA. Wah must hear what they really said. Real funny. TTM. I guarantee. Oh another thing. Strawberries, like the Land Rovers, are EVERYWHERE. Almost every stall we went sold pretty much the same stuff. But I must say the Strawberry Chocs were really.... AHHHHH! Delicious. Third day: Okay hotel's breakfast was MUCH effin' better than the one the day before. Somemore it's free. HAH. Went for another tour, looked rather forward to it, but was disappointed :( Dinner was really awesome. I never ate sotong. First time I ate sotong because it was that nice. The Pasar Malam there sold this customized keychains for only RM2! Super cheap and nice. That's like about 80 to 90 cents I think. Went back home on the morning of the fourth. Almost puked on the bus cos it kept going downhill and also spiralling around bends. Took 12 damn hours to get back home to Singapore. Strangely, I felt at home when I saw a Singapore car near JB. Like telling me I'm getting home soon. xD YAY MAHJONG WITH JIAJIA KHAIRI AND YUXIAN ON THURSDAAAAAAY. And thanks JIAJIA for the XP installation disc to revive this laptop. Will talk about it more in the picture post. Hahahaha! PS: Looked at someone's blog. Ahhh, the blatant fakery that splashed my face when I read it. Friday, November 26, 2010.
Updates 1:04 PM So I haven't been around the last few days, with almost completely no access to the Internet whatsoever but here's the updates. *Checks last blog post date* November 19th. Hmm. Oh that was one whole week before. xD Well Saturday and Sunday were as boring, so let's just skip to Monday. Monday I had chalet over at Aloha Loyang (2nd chalet cleared). Okay I more of gatecrashed 409's chapalan chalet. I stayed there most of the time. Here's kind of what I did over there. Day 1: Took Bus 88 to Pasir Ris interchange and met the 409 people. Actually if I didn't meet them I think the 3 days would've turned out differently. Cos I went with them to Aloha Loyang, and it was a bloody long trip inside. Not to mention I had to carry the leftover drinks from HCL. Well, thanks Felicia and Huijun and Wanying to carry it to the chalet. I didn't know Aloha Loyang had the Downtown East-style chalets. 406 had that chalet, while the 409 chapalan had the bungalow ones. LOL. Slacked and talked for awhile before heading to Vivocity to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1. I knew Dobby was going to die, but still it's really sad. Dobby was one of my favourite characters from the series. Urghhhhhh. Meanwhile over at the chalet something else happened and I don't think it's really advisable to discuss it here. I slept over at the chapalans. Felt kinda weird cos I didn't pay uh. And guilty. Only had 2 hours sleep. After that... Day 2: Woke up after the 2 hours and played mahjong. Most of us were novices and were really noob at playing mahjong. HAHAHAH. But most of us got addicted to it LOL. I still wanna play mahjong though. Hais. Too bad JIAJIA's sister caught chickenpox and we couldn't play. Hmmm anyone up for wahjong at viwawa? Went to cycle and my butt still hurts from that. I feel that the bicycle seats should be more padded. ARGH. Ate and napped after that, went back to 406 for awhile. When I say awhile this time, I meant 2-3 hours. Then went back. Played mahjong again! And the barbecue there was nicer xD HAHAHAHA. Words coming from the freeloader. Day 3: Khairi informed us that there was an ant infestation in the kitchen. The BBQ pit also. But nobody cares about the pit, LOL. Yeah the infestation was really bad. Like, ants all over the kitchen and from a short distance, like outside the kitchen, they're covering the kitchen surfaces, the bin, the sink, and even the stove. WTF.What else to stop the infestation other than an ant massacre? We just spilled gallons of water into the kitchen. I really wonder why the ants infested the mop too when there's probably nothing to eat in there. Urgh. I think we took around an hour or so the clear those up. Maybe more. Then checked out after that. Had fish and chips and they cheated my feelings. Moral of the story: Never eat fish and chips unless absolutely sure they give awesome servings and/or are really nice. OH WAIT. When we checked out, after that, we wanted to wait for the shuttle bus. Bloody hell, we were first, but it was incredibly hot at the reception so we went to the pool. Then got another group come and said they were first. Well we did let them go on the bus, but feels sore okay. Plus they were incredibly arrogant and I feel that we should have fought for the chance. Urgh. Friday, November 19, 2010.
I think my sister has OCD. 10:46 PM Yeah if you dunno what OCD is, I suggest you might want to read Low Kay Hwa's books, cos he uses a lot of OCD in them. I only liked one of the stories he wrote though. Hahahah. And. If you don't know who Low Kay Hwa is, Google is your answer. I guarantee. :D I'm looking at my lists of things to blog about. Hahaha. Need to think about topics yeah. Firstly, the title! I think my sister has OCD. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Let me see... she acts like a 41 year old auntie. She hates people touching her bed, yet she can touch everyone else's, she hate people bringing food and drinks into her room, which, ultimately, is mine, and I, love, to bring food into, the room (Yeah if this were a YouTube video, I'd say thumbs-up for the unnecessary commas.). Last but not least, everytime I leave the room, she makes sure I switch off the fan. Hey Doctor, I wonder these are symptoms of OCD? If it is may I send her to Woodbridge for a short holiday? Well, it's thoroughly annoying for someone of a smaller age to order you around. Don't you think so? If you're an employee of a company, you work there for so long, but your direct superior is someone that is younger than you, don't you feel like just giving that person the finger? Yeah that's what it feels like, when my sister orders me to switch off the fan. Oh and I add that she doesn't do it politely, she SHOUTS EVERYTIME I LEAVE THE ROOM- Okay. (At this point, I look to my side and I see an overdue library book. Sighs.) Next thing I've thought about. It may irritate you K-Pop fanatics, so if you really don't want to read on, just skip it. -K-Pop RANT starts- If you're a K-Pop hardcore diehard fan and you're still reading it, I'm sorry to burst that wonderful bubble of yours. I really dislike K-Pop because: 1. Fake How fake can these people get? Seriously? Their face itself is a fake mask. So girls and guys out there loving them so much, have you gave a thought that what you like is that really fake facade, and not their actual real faces? I mean COME ON, how many of them celebs can have such natural, immaculate faces? (Oh not to mention, they all look practically the same -.-) Me and Vanessa had a talk about this earlier today during Champions' Tea. These celebs have the same faces because when they undergo the operation, they tell the surgeons whose face/features they want, i.e, XXX's nose, ZZZ's eyes, AAA's chin, BBB's mouth, CCC's breasts, and so on. So in the end what they look like? Copies of some other celebs. HAVE SOME ORIGINALITY PLEASE. 2. How long can they last? Five years? Ten years? They'll have aged anyway, right? So what if they inject Botox? Undergo more plastic surgeries? They're still old, and probably can't dance as well as they did in the past. Are you still going to support these people? Are you? Really. Probably five years later they're unheard of. 3. Aaaaand... the fans themselves. Snap out of your dreams alright? ARE YOU SURE THAT GUY'S YOUR HUBBY? LIKE DO THEY EVEN KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE? Stop this one sided love seriously, they probably love your money more than they love you. Anyway, like I mentioned, they don't know you. So, no point eh? And some of the fans? THEY'RE JUMPING ON THE BANDWAGON. And those who think all of the members in a particular band are your hubbies, polygamy is outlawed. So... I suggest you go out and get some real love instead of sinking into a dream that will highly probably not have a chance of becoming a reality. And my facebook page is full because half of them are such updates. -K-Pop Rant ends- Yeah I've just cleared the first chalet. The HCL class chalet. It was rather fun, really. And cool. Except for the fact that it's so near Old Changi Hospital -- super haunted. I didn't know about it. Arrrr. We played cards, watch documentaries from Mr Chang, cooked our own meals (no BBQs cos too little people) and toyed with the idea of going to Pulau Ubin on the second day, only because we woke a lil' late cos they wanted to see the sunrise, but we went to the wrong side. WTF. So we missed it, we tonned through the night for nothing. Tsk. Anyway during the 3D2N I couldn't sleep despite bringing the blindfold with me. I dunno why uh. But when I came back home my bed was so shiok that I slept so well~ AHHHHH. I think I'm the piggiest of them all. Cos I kinda did nothing much, slept the most (I really cannot tahan without sleep) and until now, I still got the feeling of that shred of tiredness. Alrighty, long post, gotta end for now. Toodles! Sunday, November 14, 2010.
I have saved this day, for today 5:31 PM Actually right on the day when O Levels ended. But I didn't really have the mood to type so many things. So... Here's the post, the 300th post, presented exactly on 14th November, 2010 5:17PM. At least, that's what my system time is going at. I forgot the last time I posted! I think it's 5th November. So, during these 9 days, I've experienced a lot. Thing 1: Clearing out all the post O's stuff before the very last paper. I found a lot of... memories. I tell you, my mom used to write birthday cards for me. I dunno why, but she discontinued after... (let me check)... 2007. No idea why, but they were, indeed, heart wrenching. Everytime she cracks jokes about herself being dead, my heart silently says, "No!". But my mouth is too stubborn and obstinate to say anything. Awwww. Sighs. Something she'll never write anymore, I guess. I've grown up. Every card tells me about her hopes she's pinned on me... which I have conveniently ignored... at this point, I feel so @#$%^&*!&^%$#@!$%^&* about myself. Thing 2: I've found nothing of value other than aforementioned and the 2007 School Magazine which has been long lost. Chris said he found 50 freaking bucks but I have found nothing more than a rusty and battered looking five cents coin. What's this man, Lady Luck! Can't you *ahem ahem* drop some 2 dollar notes for me? Couldn't you have changed all those late slips I've collected into at least 2 dollar notes? That would make my Thing 3: I realize I am going to be the only one with the very same haircut and highly probable hair colour on the day when I collect results. And after O Levels, what's the next thing to worry about? Yes. Results. And they are scary enough cos I didn't study much... And MY MUM PINNED HIGH HOPES ON ME. SIGHS. I THINK I'M GONNA DISAPPOINT HER, YET AGAIN. :( Oh and my desk looks rather neat now. HPDHP1 IS COMING OUT YAY! AND THE BEST THING IS THAT I'M WATCHING WITH FELLOW HP GEEKS! HAHAHAHA! Update about 2 hours later: I don't feel the need to write another post, so I'll just continue from here. Can I emphasise the weirdness and WTFness associated with people liking their own posts? It's really (insert word here because I've got no word to describe these weirdos). I don't totally agree with the groups and like pages saying that it's like giving yourself a high-five, because it seems to be not severe at all. It sounds dumb, alright? Okay perhaps I'll agree with the folks who say that it's like giving yourself a slap in the face. Cos you see, it is. It's just really not needed and makes you seem that you're really damn effin' satisfied with the status you've just written. Then when others read it, they may not totally agree with you. Hmm... I don't think you people get my point here. I dunno how to get my point across. Argh. How do I put this into words? It's like... okay here I go. Imagine you're driving. On the expressway. I am another driver behind you. From my point of view and perhaps others, you're like driving really haphazardly, posing a threat to other motorists. Snaking around on the expressway. All of a sudden, you use a loudspeaker and say, "I LOVE THE WAY I DRIVE. LIKE." Yeah liking your posts is something like this. That's what I feel. This is an analogy, yeah there's no real threat in liking your posts, but yeahhhhhhh. It is my job to get my point across. Hah. Oh. It is not up to YOU to decide if your status is brilliant or not. It does not count, therefore you should not even like it. It is up to US, your dear friends (and maybe not cos some people have a thousand over bogus friends) to decide whether we agree, or like, or find it funny, or feel exactly the same way towards your damn status. So own-status-likers, point invalid. Geddit? There's a world out there that we should see. Take my hand, close your eyes. With you right here, I'm a rocketeer ~Rocketeer - Far East Movement Thursday, November 4, 2010.
Just one week more. 10:56 PM will be the end of O Levels and cue the start of a period I'm suffering from squashed ears by listening to the same playlist non-stop with headphones. Ow. I THINK I'M GOING TO CELEBRATE THE END OF RECEIVING PAPERS AFTER PAPERS BY BURNING SOME OF THEM. Cos I love Mother Earth. I don't wanna choke her. Now my eyelids are trying to close tightly shut, and my mouth stretches itself, but my butt refuses to budge from the chair. I didn't plan on blogging today though. I was too bored on the Internet, and I don't feel like studying. Aww. (I will not look forward for the holidays. I will not look forward for the holidays.) (Cos I end up not enjoying at all if I did.) I found myself listening to The Beatles "I Want to Hold Your Hand". Today is a relatively happy day. Since I am so bored, let me show you the messiness of my desk.
Did you know that I can yawn repeatedly that I seem to look like I have been crying? Awwww. You bleed for me, I bleed for you - Monsters - Matchbook Romance That, my friends, is emo rock. I have no idea as to why I am listening to it. I like the background music for that song though. Probably eh?
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