Wednesday, May 31, 2006
musings.
our cabinet that was sworn in yesterday.yay. all males. perhaps that's why studies have shown that females live longer.
but it's rather sad, how no females make it into the cabinet. not saying that i'll work towards being the first, after all, i'm not that interested in immersing myself in politics. but maybe someday, in the near future there'll be a female. actually, it just might be mavis, seeing how much she adores the PAP, PM Lee Hsien Loong to be specific.
hahaha. what a cute thought.
mavis decked in white, standing on the podium waving a little flag, pumping her arms up in the air whilst going : "PAP! PAP!"
actually, there's no need to imagine it since mavis already does the pumping arm and reciting "PAP!" thing in class. just change the blue material to white and add a podium to the mental image and voila.
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that aside, i'm halfway through my philo essay, discussing the possibility of morality without God.
but it's rather sad, how no females make it into the cabinet. not saying that i'll work towards being the first, after all, i'm not that interested in immersing myself in politics. but maybe someday, in the near future there'll be a female. actually, it just might be mavis, seeing how much she adores the PAP, PM Lee Hsien Loong to be specific.
hahaha. what a cute thought.
mavis decked in white, standing on the podium waving a little flag, pumping her arms up in the air whilst going : "PAP! PAP!"
actually, there's no need to imagine it since mavis already does the pumping arm and reciting "PAP!" thing in class. just change the blue material to white and add a podium to the mental image and voila.
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that aside, i'm halfway through my philo essay, discussing the possibility of morality without God.
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but anyhow, i think we should all go back to stone age when everyone prances around naked and we travel by foot. wouldn't it be wonderful. of course perverts would stand to gain alot from this arrangement, but then they'll have to look at the bad along with the good. and since everyone's naked, it'll seem normal to everyone, just like sitting at orchard road and staring at people walking past.
then people can't even be anorexic without being noticed. but then again, anorexics are always noticed.
also, this would solve all problems of materialistic nature, since everyone's naked, no one's going to compare versace to, say, hang ten or a porsche to random lao pok cars.
woohoo.
hahaha. okay. back to philo.
Monday, May 29, 2006
morning. mourning.
here i am. third day of holidays. sitting in front of the computer munching on toast and listening to hoobastank.it suddenly struck me.
morning.
mourning.
are they pronounced the same way? well, i pronounce them the same way. some english expert enlighten me please.
after all, two words of such vastly different meanings shouldn't have the same pronounciation. but i suppose they are used in different contexts so it'd be hard to mix them up.
sigh. what a terribly nerdy thing to do. but i'm bored. other than work (alot), i've got nothing lined up for the holidays. oh yes, there's the movie marathon but that's all. sad, sad, fangxun.
well, it's morning, and i'm mourning my lack of a life during the holidays.
random ramblings. i'm sorry.
i've just realised that we've a term more before we're free. and one term in rgs time, whizzes past and before i know it, it'll be september. and there'll be netball carn. oh, netball carn.
may 410 own netball carn again. (:what's going to happen after graduating, it's scary.
i don't even want to think about it.
for now, i just wish i had the brain of a math genius.
*wails* ohhhh mathhh!!
the pain of differentiation.
i don't even want to think about it.
for now, i just wish i had the brain of a math genius.
*wails* ohhhh mathhh!!
the pain of differentiation.
Friday, May 26, 2006
'tis the season to be jolly.
BIG rain just now.somehow the lightning makes me think that the heavens are going through some construction work. especially when you can't see the lightning bolt but only light flashing behind the clouds like that at a construction site. those men in protective masks doing things with the metal stuff.
IT'S HOLIDAYS.
joo and i drew this during physics yesterday.
not bad since we started off with the smiley face perched on top of the girl's head in the fruits basket. see, we progressed from there down and then to the giant's foot and then to the waiter and diner.
boredom rules.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
tralala leaf.
i'm wondering, how it'd feel like to be a leaf.especially in autumn,
when i'm all parched, shrivelled and dry.
when i'd be hanging precariously off the tree branch, fearing for the day when i'd be too weak to hold on to the branch anymore and fall onto the ground to join the others.
my last time swaying in the wind, floating down slowly.
then suddenly whilst lying on the ground among my comrades, a sinister, dark shadow descends upon me.
"crunch."
darkness.
snap, my friend, Twig goes.
and soon i follow.
bloody little brats stomping around.
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SS is OVERRR.
we're left with philo essay, WHERE DOES MORALITY COME FROM?
and physics PT.
whoopee.
i'm delighting in simple things.
nyahaha. i'm high today.
nevermind the tummyache, because i think it's due to my eating too much for lunch. hahaha.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
oops, she did it again.
mel has done it again!the things we do in class.
now i'm off to stand infront of my display to decide who to bring tomorrow for the prestigious photoshoot.
whoopee. i love school.
Friday, May 19, 2006
stress can do many things to people.
i deliberated a long time over whether i should put this up.but well,
i was stressed lah.
give me a break and just enjoy the art. (it's art, yes it is)
i am only responsible for that ugly purple freak. other than that, it's all sianying's doodlings.
don't ask me why Mao wears pink underwear. i'm as clueless as you are.
doesn't purple freak look more like something sianying would draw?
ah well,
I WAS STRESSED LAH.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
and the dummy nodded and agreed.
The Dummyby Michael Mack
In that forgotten part of town
Where wasted hopes and dreams abound,
A wrinkled man with life near end,
In hopes to have at least one friend,
Fashioned bits of wood and things
And made a dummy run by strings.
He sat alone for hours on end,
Conversing with his only friend
And found delight within the fact
That he controlled it's every act.
He told it how he never had
A chance, since all his luck was bad
Although he'd tried so to succeed -
The dummy nodded and agreed.
And how his journeys in romance
Had never given him a chance,
And wasn't it a crying shame
That he was always held to blame
When everyone knew, oh so well,
That life is but a living Hell,
Controlled by lust and power and greed?
The dummy nodded and agreed.
With patience that would rival saints,
That dummy sat through all complaints
And, with each little expert tug,
He'd droop his head or bow or shrug
And give some comfort to the man
Who held his lifelines in his hand
And helped to fill a lonely need
When he just nodded and agreed.
Senility increased with time
As did the old man's phantomime,
And feverish fingers pulled with glee
The dummy's dance of misery.
They never left each other's side
Until the day both stopped and died.
We found them lying, hand in hand,
The dummy - and his wooden friend.
Monday, May 15, 2006
hot, gay, uhhh. stuff.
mel has just given me a reason to blog.
Neji says, "Stop." according to our sex education during CLE lessons, when someone crosses the boundaries, you are to look straight into the person's eye, hold out your hand the way traffic police signal "stop", and say, (surprise surprise) "STOP." i do listen in class.
NO SWEAT!give mel, qianni and zhen two figurines and, ta-daaa.
too bad i sit all the way across the classroom. you can just imagine what happens when they suddenly hold up the figurines set in some awkward position high up in the air, like a trophy, just for my viewing halfway through math class (sorry, ms ko). the effect warrants a sudden burst of laughter coming from me, which i try to cover up with a not-so-subtle cough.
for the more graphic ones, mel's blog is the place to go. i refuse to put them up.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
i am not studying german.
at choir concert. 410.haha, sorry mok. qianling got cut off.
choir concert wasn't bad, although i must agree that last year's was better.
but wanjoo! goodness gracious me. the role was just so, so. wanjoo.
now before i start gushing about how the cast was so, so. well casted, (suet! mave!)
i must appeal to everyone to pardon me for sounding like a bimbo.
i am currently going through a phase. the I Am Not Studying German phase. which puts me in a strangely air-headed, deranged state. don't ask me why.
deutsch exam on tuesday and thursday. two compositions on tuesday and the main paper, thursday.
ich mag nicht deutsch.
deutsch ist nicht interessant und sehr, sehr langweilig.
okay. that's a lie.
choir concert wasn't bad, although i must agree that last year's was better.
but wanjoo! goodness gracious me. the role was just so, so. wanjoo.
now before i start gushing about how the cast was so, so. well casted, (suet! mave!)
i must appeal to everyone to pardon me for sounding like a bimbo.
i am currently going through a phase. the I Am Not Studying German phase. which puts me in a strangely air-headed, deranged state. don't ask me why.
deutsch exam on tuesday and thursday. two compositions on tuesday and the main paper, thursday.
ich mag nicht deutsch.
deutsch ist nicht interessant und sehr, sehr langweilig.
okay. that's a lie.
Friday, May 12, 2006
our lives --the calling
Is there love, tonightWhen everyone's dreaming
Of a better life
In this world
Divided by fear
We've got to believe that
There's a reason we're here
Cause these are the days worth living
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives...
See the truth, all around
Our faith can be broken
Our hands can be bound
But open our hearts
And fill up the emptiness
With nothing to stop us
Is it not worth the risk?
i can't find my the calling cd. how terribly depressing.
i'm quite sure it's buried somewhere in my room, but it's so cluttered i can't seem to find anything.
chocolate muffins for breakfast tomorrow.
i'm excited. hahaha.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
my belated belated post.
so, i'm back. now 16. whoopeedoo. although i've had six days to get used to being a year older, it actually doesn't feel like 16, anyway. there wasn't a sudden burst of sixteen year old energy, nor the wonderful feeling of liberation. (that's what they say we are supposed to feel in books).now so what if
it's my sweet sixteen,
--it's just sixteen.
i'm officially a young adult,
--i still love my stuffed toys and nothing's going to change that
i can watch NC16 movies,
--i don't have time to catch a movie anyway
underaged sex no longer applies to me,
--i've got no sex partner, ta-da.
but really, when the wonderful batch filed into the classroom on that morning (minus celeste, who overslept, what's new you wonder, the skies still haven't fallen, pigs still aren't flying.) with the not-so-wonderful cheer and cupcakes, (two for eating and the other two for practical uses) i was really touched.
thanks guys. :D
well there were many other things that brightened up my day but i'm just lazy to list them all. big thank you to everyone and anyone, simply because i'm too happy today ("be deliriously happy," so they say in Meet Joe Black).
today is finally yet another one of those days that are a break from all the tests and reports. and, what did i do. i read Wild Adapter. something that mel and qianni have to take full responsiblity for getting me oh-so-hooked on. i was never a big fan of gay manga, very much preferring the conventional heterosexual pairings, but they,
they have changed my perspective on that. (:a whole long list of things are over and done with, chem pt, RS report, math test, and today, chem test. i'm happy. (: not that i think i did exceptionally well for chem but hell, if i were to worry about every summative assessment that i did i'd probably have sunken into depression a long time ago and would be sitting atop random HDB block now, contemplating my death and GPA.
two weeks more till june holidays. i'll quote miss ko's favourite phrase,
"NO SWEAT."