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Intro
i am who i am
i hate squatting toilets and people who cycle on pedestrian paths
i love my sg gibson bass guitar and playing crisis core
i spend half my life in yuhua secondary school
1. I am so tired. Of everything. I want to just give up everything and lie on the ground and stare at the moon and stars, and wonder what their lives would be like if they were human. (And I think I am quoting from someone but I can't remember who.)
2. I ate a $2.50 muffin today, thanks to Sheryl. And I told the girl they had a fly in their cake, and she went, OMG. (Seriously!)
3. On Monday I forgot to bring my watch, so Melvyn (my dear kitty cat) kindly lent me his. I liked it so much I decided to get one like it. And what does Melvyn say when I tell him? "Yay, couple watch!" -_______________________- Thanks Mel.
4. You know they changed the access system to places like the office and staffroom? Yeah, well we have to use our PSC (Public Service Card) to get in now, except I (a) got my PSC in Jan 2007, and (b) have not used it since, therefore (c) have no idea where it's friggin gone. ROAR! Stupid piece of plastic! Eluding my grasp! SUBMIT TO ME NOW!
5. In other news, I read a lot faster than Boon Hock. I PWN BH. Lol. (Oh and BH, the part where Clary's mother tells her who Jace is, is SO RETARDED OMG. Predictable lor! I was annoyed!)
6. Anyway, I have to go keep looking for my stupid PSC. Why. Why. Aargh.
CHEERLEADER: OMG, this is like totally LAME! No one's gonna understand anything, you loser.
AUNTIE: Eh, what are you doing ah? Is this a movie? Am I acting?
ACCOUNTANT: Keep quiet, please. We're all here to talk about the Problem.
AUNTIE: Probrem? Where got probrem?
ACCOUNTANT: I'm sure I sent everyone the memo. Didn't you get the memo?
CHEERLEADER: Omg, you're like so retarded. Isn't it obvious? Look at her.
(All turn and look at ADDICT, who is curled up on the floor and drooling.)
CHEERLEADER: Like duh? She's the "probrem", or whatever the hell you were saying.
AUNTIE: Wah she sick ah? Why she like that one?
ACCOUNTANT: (to CYNIC) I believe you have an explanation?
CYNIC: Yeah. She's stupid.
ACCOUNTANT: That's your explanation?
CYNIC: That's my explanation for everything.
AUNTIE: (to ADDICT) Girl, you ok or not? Want milo? Auntie make for you.
ADDICT: Nuhhh.
CHEERLEADER: Omg, can I like go now? This is so retarded.
ACCOUNTANT: We have to get our affairs in order. This problem is a common problem. We have to collectively solve it.
CYNIC: You can solve it by killing her.
ADDICT: Mehhhh.
ACCOUNTANT: While she is a drain on our resources, I'm afraid that's not an option.
AUNTIE: (to ADDICT) Come, girl. Drink some milo. Very nice one. Hot drink make you feel better. (ADDICT drinks a little, spits it out, then starts to cry)
ADDICT: Auntie, very pain.
AUNTIE: Aiyo, poor girl.
CYNIC: Retard. It's your fault you're in pain. You play with fire, you'll end up getting burned.
ACCOUNTANT: I propose to have her removed.
CYNIC: Killing's faster.
ACCOUNTANT: Removal is more humane. But it's a tedious process. We need to work together.
CYNIC: Count me out. I want to watch her burn. (Exit CYNIC)
ADDICT: (clearly in pain) I want to die... (throws up)
CHEERLEADER: Eew, she's puking on me! Gross!
AUNTIE: Eh why she got no medicine ah?
ACCOUNTANT: Her disease is terminal. There's nothing we can do.
AUNTIE: What kind of doctor are you?
ACCOUNTANT: (offended) I'm not a doctor. I'm an accountant.
AUNTIE: Aiyah whatever la. Still useless. (to ADDICT) Come, girl. Don't cry. Now pain, later won't be so pain, ok?
CHEERLEADER: Yeah, right. That's what you think. Have you seen him?
AUNTIE: Who?
CHEERLEADER: The reason she's sick. He's like a walking germ factory. He makes everyone sick.
ACCOUNTANT: But none as sick as her. Look at her. She's close to death.
AUNTIE: Disease also can walk ah?
CHEERLEADER: Ugh! Moron! Forget it.
AUNTIE: (to ADDICT) Girl, I tell you already, now pain, later won't be so pain already.
OHMY GAAWD today was like so EXCITING!!1 I like totally LURVE school! Haha okay no I'm kidding! School sucks!
Yeah we had like, NAPFA crap today! And I totally couldnt run OMG! It was so embarrassing!
And then we also had like, maths, which I hate! and like, chemistry which was boring! and OMG we had physics! I am like SOOOOO bad at it! Hahahaha! But I LURRRRVE English, cos OMG Ms Straaten rocks! Hahahaha!
Yeah and like during recess I saw the guy I like, but I TOTALLY IGNORED HIM OMG! I'm so embarrassed! He's such a retard but I like him! Hahahaha!
And like Musarrat and Sumathi showed me their blazers for tomorrow, but OMG they're so ugly and lame! Poor girls have to wear it hahahaha!
Oh and yesterday I looked at Yew Liang's score for the Avril song and OMG it was like so gay! I can't wait to hear him play it hahahaha!
Hahaha I can't wait for Speech Day tomorrow cos we end school early! Isn't it retarded! I totally love Speech Day!
And OMG Melvyn asked for this video like SOOOOO long ago but I only just remembered! Hahah sorry Mel! You're still my kitty cat and I rurve yew! Herro prease? OMG! Mervvyn is so lame!
*brain is hurting from bimbo accent*
Incidentally, only some of the above is true (eg. I love English, Ms Straaten rocks, etc :P). But here is the video for my kitty cat, who asks me if I'm okay whenever I look as tired as I feel. I rurve Mel!
I spent all of today wondering why on earth I was being so emo and moody and pissy with everybody and everything. Then... 3 letters hit me...
P M S
X_X no wonder I felt like killing everyone and breaking everything. Sigh. Uhh ni hao, wo shi Lulu uhh. :D Practising with my Speech Day MCs was good today though. My MCs are good. I miss Danial! Why is he still sick! Now he must be reserve and Syah must read with Eunice!
OH~ Eunice was reading the Sec 4 names and then she got to Lincoln's, and then instead of saying "Lin Ligang Lincoln" she went, Ling... Ling... and I was like, Lingling?! OMG. Then I started laughing and she started laughing and she couldn't read his name properly for like the next 10 minutes. Oh dear.
I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. Actually, I am sleepy, but I slept a lot already. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad. I am sad.
OH~ I gave Eugene a badge today that says WE STAY HARD LONGER than ice cream and then stupid salacious Eugene said, why you give me such salacious things?! Huh. Fine. Then we saw a turtle. No really, there was a turtle. We were outside the staffroom. Then Lincoln said, the turtle is trying to tell you his shell is harder than you, and then Eugene was like, ............ Then there was no more turtle. Actually maybe there wasn't a turtle at all, because I didn't see one. Like in the Matrix? When the kid says to Neo, there is no spoon?
Whatever. I am seriously not making sense. I am sad.
(Oh, I had so much fun at Sports Day! But more on that later. :D)
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Ten Things I Like About Xinhui
(I can't get the underline function to work. Bah. Don't like Macbooks.)
1. She is so tall. :D Can you tell I like tall people? (I like short people as well, but that's another story)
2. She reminds me so much of me when I was 16 - daydreamy, creative, bad at math and science (LOL).
3. SHE PLAYS DOUBLE BASS OMG.
4. SHE USED TO PLAY CELLO OMG.
5. She is highly entertaining company for myriad reasons. ;)
6. She sucks at maths like me! Did I already say this?
7. She has a fiery temper. Uh, I shouldn't put this down as something I like should I?
8. She is the most prolific writer in 4E5. She writes me stories, she blogs, she writes me love letters (Erin, you didn't see that!)...
9. She is a good friend to have - she listens to you, offers kind advice (even to beat up people for you), but most importantly, she is there for you. :)
(Happy birthday Kamalraj! The National African Army will always be there to support you!)
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Ten Things I Like About Melvyn
1. He is my kitty cat! Meow!
2. He never fails to ask me retarded questions. Mel: Ms Straaten, must we do the AMK paper that you gave? Me: No, I gave for fun, I like to waste paper. T_T
3. He is usually the first person to greet me outside the General Office in the mornings. And he waves.
4. He calls me Miss S. (Lazy to pronounce "Straaten")
5. He is so gullible and easy to bluff, it's hilarious. Poor Mel.
6. He really cares for his friends, and he goes out of his way to be peacemaker among them, even though it is sometimes to his own detriment. Friendship like his is hard to find.
7. He is a real gentleman. He will greet me, open door for me, buy food for me (but I still have to pay, so sad).
8. He loves music. That automatically gets my stamp of approval.
9. He takes (all) his roles seriously, be it head-prefect, YHHB member, Ms Straaten's kitty cat, etc. He always puts in his 110% (or whatever % is left to put in hahaha).
10. HE ROCKS. So there! :D
(Next edition for my love. So she won't kill me XP)
into a grey sky morning now I'm here to stay love can be so boring
nothing's quite the same now I just say your name now
but it's not so bad you're only the best I ever had
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Some other time, I will explain the complex relationships I have with 4E5. I was determining this over lunch with Melvyn, Hema and Hiang Teck the other day. Melvyn is my kitty cat. Meow.
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You don't need me back You're just the best I ever had
It may take some time to patch me up inside But I can't take it so I run away and hide And I may find in time that you were always right You were always right
I grieve and dare not show my discontent; I love, and yet am forced to seem to hate; I do, yet dare not say I ever meant; I seem stark mute, but inwardly do prate. I am, and not; I freeze and yet am burned, Since from myself another self I turned.
My care is like my shadow in the sun— Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands, and lies by me, doth what I have done; His too familiar care doth make me rue it. No means I find to rid him from my breast, Till by the end of things it be supprest.
Some gentler passion slide into my mind, For I am soft, and made of melting snow; Or be more cruel, Love, and so be kind. Let me or float or sink, be high or low; Or let me live with some more sweet content, Or die, and so forget what love e'er meant.
