tmr= make it/ break it.... 1+1= BOOMZ srsly
please no screw ups please we can't afford to have it neither do we have the strength nor manpower for it. let everything work out for all it's worth
Whoaaaaa.
These two days have been rather amusing and jolly but sad to say, I've splurged so much on what else -- shopping/ retail therapy. Feels so good and satisfying but I must say it comes at the expense of being very much saddened by how my wealth slowly disappears. My money is gone with the wind ): 80 plus bucks blown on one blouse (fcking ripoff fcking bloody annoyed), three pairs of shoes, a bag, one hairband. It seems the damage done is pretty bad, but darn it, I've been scrimping and saving to shop. The only regret is the freaking blouse urgh. I feel so cheated and nothing will replace the frustration I still feel. Heh but I got vvvvv good bargains so overall, I'm a happy girl :) Caught sight of the first J1/J2 couple @ Bugis ytd and I must say it feels strange. Epic mini A12 convo last night, and all I can say is that I can't wait for the new batch of freshmen heeeee :D
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Been seeing random/familiar people on the streets recently which is really weird cause it seems the other party seems to know me, for some weird reason I very much like to deceive myself into thinking for a good one. Esp VJ people who seem to recognise me and me being a genuinely friendly person I always give a smile but it's so weird when the person just stares you with a blank face, as though contemplating whether to smile back or not. Interesting fact: VJ people throng City Hall/ Raffles City in throves! Happy times are nearing an end soon, with OH preparations, PW WR/ OP, orientation stuff and a whole lot of cip projects/service sigh. And then comes the ominous thought (cues jittery music) of receiving back promos scripts & results and then my stomach feels sick/queasy all over and I feel like I could just slip into a coma and never wake up back again. Yes I am trying to live in self-denial while I can, and I hope and pray for the best. I don't want to take R Paper (touch wood) cause it would just set in motion hell, and I mean it in every single aspect of the word "hell" cause it's just so frightening and terrid ( new word!!! terrible + horrid heee ) and I just don't wna think about it.
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On a happier note, I shall just bask in post promos euphoria and live out the remaining days with complete ignorance of worries.
1. i wished things didn't turn out the way and i wished i could turn back the clock but ironically i don't regret it
2. its hard and it gets harder every time, i can't bring myself to hate you. and hate pretending to be oblivious to your presence and antics
3. from the beginning even up till now it's all about you isn't it?
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Philippians 4: 6-7
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2 more, just 2 more
- Disgrace Essay DUE
- Math Tutorial 7.2 DUE
- Math Assignment DUE
- History essay
- History partnerwork Reagan crap
- History End of Cold War Essay
- Top girls essay
- Econs Essay (bring home assignment)
- read through econs notes
- Orientation budget proposal
- orientation logistics stuff
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promos are coming soon, a12 is studying. A12 STUDIES. Oxymoronic/ironic/paradox yes we're studying. i understand why people think we're AA, and why people dislike our class, for some reason or another. but it's pretty saddening and really upsetting to know that people are shocked that A12 studies, I don't take it as a compliment but neither do I think it's nice to hear that either. ugh whatever. Common sighting: stationary sprawled over the canteen tables, plugging into our earphones, papers strewn all around and sweets to keep us awake. there's little cause for alarm cause 1) we really have so much work to do 2) we're going to work hard together 3) we're going to ace our promos (to prove you all out there that we're not just simply a class of AA people), and to prove to ourseleves too.
and i'm really touched by the post it notes which appeared out of nowhere pasted all around vj. props to the kind soul who did that, you brightened up everyone's day (okay maybe just mine) and i do wish him/her well wherever it's times like this when people need a pat on their back/something to make one's day. :) i want to nominate him/her for vgems (yes im completely serious) so to kind soul/ whoever who knows the kind soul, tell me okayz
Monstrous weeks i shall conquer you hands down
This show set me thinking about marriage. When my concern now is promos but still.... You have to think of your future now. IT'S NOW OR NEVER. And there's more to life than just chasing A's-- Cat. Anyway I'm pretty much amused by this show called "The Man Who Can't Marry" on KBS World now it's freaking hilarious i swear my god. So basically this drama revolves around this 40-year-old architect who's completely anal, ultimate OCD, bizarre and just simply a fish out of the water. And while I was watching I couldn't help but think of my future husband, ha.ha.ha. if my future husband were to behave in such a manner, I would very much prefer to be left on the shelf, in all honesty. Seriously, I cannot imagine if my future husband would be like this. I predict I'll just get a divorce in a matter of a few weeks. Scratch that, I wouldn't even marry.
My perfect, ideal husband:
RICH, HANDSOME, HUMOUROUS, POLITE, CARING, TALL, MUSCULAR. (cues laughter and sniggers) Yes I set myself too high expectations firstly the percentage of guys who fulfil that criteria is virtually non-existent. Second being I bu zi liang li, knowing myself I would be counting my luck just to marry someone who is rich + handsome. My God I sound like some despo/superficial typical singleton yucks yucks what's that phrase... frog lusting after a swan's flesh (?!) but that being said, it's every girl's dream no? There's a difference between desperate and self-imagination. For the record, I'm not desperate, even though I have eye candies heeeheee JS FTW. Sugar rush!!! :)Hehehehe.
But yes, until that day comes when all eligible guys are gone, where all the guys who come quite close to fulfilling that criteria become gay, get attached, are dead (cross my heart, touch wood), I won't give up on my dream. Not a dream exactly, but still, something that I hope will happen. Someone like Choi Siwon/Kim Jonghyun/Hyun Bin teeheehee. But even if I can't find a life partner who fits the bill, which is 99.99999999999999% likely to happen, it's okay. I'm not eating my words out here. I don't mind marrying someone who's poor/not the best-looking man around, as long he isnt a coward and gives me happiness. I hope happiness isn't too much to ask for. Reality doesn't take a hard hit until I step into the working world, and for now I hope nothing will burst that happy bubble of mine.
K enough of dreaming about the greater life and beyond. For now, PW beckons.
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Miles Away
by Carol Ann Duffy
I want you and you are not here. I pause
in this garden, breathing the colour thought is
before language into still air. Even your name
is a pale ghost and, though I exhale it again
and again, it will not stay with me. Tonight
I make you up, imagine you, your movements clearer
than the words I have you say you said before.
Wherever you are now, inside my head you fix me
with a look, standing here whilst cool late light
dissolves into the earth. I have got your mouth wrong,
but still it smiles. I hold you closer, miles away,
inventing love, until the calls of nightjars
interrupt and turn what was to come, was certain,
into memory. The stars are filming us for no one.
I really really like this poem alot, it's at times like this when I remember why I love lit so much, and reminded of how determined I was to take lit no matter what in JC cause lit is so expressive in itself and it's so.... human and sentimental and nostalgic and the power of words and how each word in itself expresses something so delicate just like how naked and nude conveys the same thing but are entirely different altogether and all these words strung together form something so different.
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It seems that the whole world has gone to Ion Orchard. This is depressing. Grah. I shall go entertain myself with korean videos now and everyone should watch We Got Married funniest Korean reality show ever I laughed until my stomach damn pain.
As the days go by and with the impending drudgery of the days leading up to the promos, I am very much kept going over the fact that planning for Orientation is going underway :) I know it's what, in Feb 2010 but i quote unquote if you fail to plan/ you'll plan to fail. Not much is accomplished at the moment, and all hell will break loose after promos end/PW WR shizzle. People will break down, limits will be tested and we'll be put to the test in so many ways with a task at hand much harder than ever before, with manpower being a major issue. Still I cannot wait for this journey to start, for what might seem the bestest, most fulfilling time spent in VJ... Hard times abound but I know the satisfaction at the end will make everything worthwhile :) Seems really odd that Im looking forward to it even though it hasn't begun yet and I might eat my words out at the end, who knows?
But in the meantime,
Team Orientation Ad-Hoc 2010 :D
Alright and while everything's fine and dandy with everyone else's life, I'm stuck at home cooped up at my home. 280709, Went to school feeling like a cold turkey and all, and developed a mild bout of flu which rendered me socially irresponsible but good old me braved my way through lectures sniffing like a mad dog and all. In the late afternoon got really pissed/PMS-ey and I went into a fit. Came home and the flu was really bad, and came the ominous thought that I had swine flu. Hit the panic button thus began the slow march into hell with scrambling to the phoneline rang up parents who told me to chill went around looking for masks in case I spread the flu and sank into mild depression leaving myself in a state of anxiety, shock, worry. Couldn't believe what would have been the beginning of the end of my life been like if I really did have swine flu, I displayed all the symptoms of it. It wasn't exactly apocalypse but y'knw, the thought of having swine flu and the 1/1000 probabibilty of death was no joke. Thank God I woke up after eating the drowsy medicine feeling much better, physically and emotionally.
To be fair I was really not being myself yesterday, I guess because I was feeling sick? But there was just this torrent of emotions that just came hitting so hard it was so overwhelming I guess you could say I didn't know how to deal with anger(i don't have anger management issues alright thanks Dad), but I simply felt so bottled up, like a Hulk waiting to explodeee.
Here I am, missing the first GM ever after donkey years/missing the EdVantage Fairs and getting sorely miserable because of the prospect of missing out on freebies/goodie bags(yes i am a typical singaporean like that ks kp )/ missing out on painting the council room/craving for food after reading the 8Days food spread on Ion Orchard/ smelling the aromatic waft of good ol' homemade waffles by my German angmoh neighbour but I cannot simply shamelessly approach them (just like how those 2 girls approached Alonso)/ getting ticked off by PW which seems like this exorcist which sucks the life out of everyone. A very typical 17-year-old Singaporean teenager moaning and groaning about life's imperfections, aware of how superficial I am but I just cannot get rid of all these thoughts. Sucks to be me. ):
Life's.... stagnant ): Boohoo. Nothing is going on with my life. Same old, same old.
Caught Harry Potter and Half Blood Prince at Kallang yesterday with A12. Shit it was the first HP movie I ever cried, at the part when Dumbledore died, my whole heart was sinking and the image of the students pointing their wands up to the sky was so heartbreaking ): And Ginny Weasley is so-not-pretty and she's so much taller for Harry. Bad taste bad taste. Harry Potter damn ugly now. I think he went for plastic surgery. But I think Dean Thomas (correct me if im wrong) was so humsum and hot when he came out everyone was frothing at the mouth. Haaaa I kid you.
And is there any wonder I'm always feeling so drained and exhausted in school nowadays? My face always looks so pale I look as though I have insufficient vitamins in my diet and I'm gonna faint anytime soon. No worries, friends, for I am well alive and kicking till the day Michael Jackson's moonwalk will ever live on in the minds of numerous generations(not that i was a fan of him anyway...) And BTW, I tried doing the moonwalk HAHAHAH i failed terribly and miserably though sighz. You guys just need to contribute to the "Help-Siyun-Fund" lest I continue to look like a battered student suffering the brunt of a sad life due to shitloads amount of work. Surprisingly I'm paying more attention in lectures now note to self: must aim at least B for maths promos cannot disappoint mrs chuah anymore srsly i think she cried after marking our math papers just that she didn't want to say. I feel for her cause well, our class attitude towards math is just bad, well maybe me come to think of it becuase I am so disruptive, and considering freaking PRC scholars could get 101/100 which is bloody disgusting if you ask me, I must buck up. No more time for empty promises!
Shall catch up on sleep this week before lauching into my journey into becoming a full-fledged mugger. And I miss Ernie alot don't know why though she's in vj but fear not, im not les k thanks. I miss stnicks as much as I enjoy the time in vj but the people here are different. Still I believe people don't change but its the circumstances that force us to change, for the good or worse.
Plus I just realised that Liverpool's coming down to VJ! (inserts smileys ^_^)I know I'm such a noob and I'm living under a rock all this while, and come to think of it, I'm really stupid considering videos/adverts plastered all around school. What the shit am I dumb or what. But I'm still so excited for it, though I'm also personally not a fan of Liverpool! Heheheh I love vj man! Yipz :D
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Okay enough. breathe siyun breatheeeeeeeeeee.
