Friday, April 18, 2003
HALLELUJAH! I WANT TO KILL MOSQUITOES! THEY HAVE BEEN ATTACKING ME FOR THE PAST WEEK AND I HATE THEM AS I HATE .. as i hate whatever i hate the most.
anyway, im ever so grateful and happy these days. because of the because! hoho! santa's back! i just didnt feel the mood/need to blog since monday, what with the storybooks to read and songs to download and homework and phone calls and sleep.
i went to the troll's on monday and as i was talking over the phone they keenly observed how many sitting positions i have. 'a lot', they say. i can sit like that one moment and like that another. a teacher once told me i sat like a sotong cos i cross my legs and cross em again.
on thursday lynn came over! we wanted to watch 'the virgin suicides' but its like some rare gem--hard to find. and in the end we happily chatted the afternoon away and suddenly watched rat race cd 2 to satisfy our urge/obssession. and before anything funny happened with enrico pollini i was already vibrating with laughter. just about the most hilarious movie ever.
are you INSANE this is HITLER'S CAR!!!!!!
im continuing my collection of laughs after laughing so very hard these days. the more i think about it, the far more senseless it is to be stuck in a 9-5 job everyday, and then going home and relaxing a bit and going back to it and be at that for years. for sure i want a degree in psychology and a gold for S+D. a job for 30 years straight on is definitely not what i want and these images keep popping into my mind, like life in a busy interesting office, or being a director of some movie, boss of a very very special company with a close friend or things like that. the more i generate thoughts of the olympics, or swimming, or performing, the more i am distancing myself from the school life i am supposed to be diligently leading and working hard on, but i definitely wont take it upon myself to erase those thoughts and be a good liddle girl.
SURVIVOR COMENCES IN 59 MINUTES. oooooooooooooh i just love survivor. a snippet from http://www.planetsocks.com
Time for the Immunity Challenge. Now the goal is to win the immunity necklace. The contest will determine who can stand the longest on a pillar in water. Roger almost doesn't make it to the starting gun. He waves his arms in spastic circles to keep his balance. Jeff offers temptations to get people to abandon the game early. I am a little hazy about details here. I think Heidi and Jenna volunteer to take off their clothes for chocolate and peanut butter. There is no reason for them to remove their clothes -- except to show-off those spectacular bags of saline implanted in their disturbingly thin bodies. Heidi's unspoken message to the people back home: "Kids from my 3rd & 4th period gym classes, Ms Heidi is pulling down her pants because she wants to. She could jump in the water to get the food, but why should she shy away from an opportunity to prove that she is the cute, young one? Don't be scared and confused.") I think it was Butch (the principal) that actually did say, "I am not looking. Children, I am not looking."
dont u just LOVE this! and last night's voting out of kim caldwell was cruel, simply because carmen was crowing for 2 weeks and kim c's love for performing is really a nice thing to hear about. and i realise, to the horror of some, if i ever have an idol (i dont like idolism anyway), it will be mr bean. or maybe clay.
i went swimming today!!! whoopdeedoo! and its admittedly the best pool ever, ever ever. clear blue waters, the rushing sound of water and the pure loveliness of it all. it all being just existing in the water itself. i loooooove the smell of the whole place and its just so splendid. marvellous. beautiful day! thank you spag-arms!!! the lifeguards appeared asleep, the idiots. and no one was in the pool but us. fantastique. mister c the turtle boy! was hilarious as ever. then we went to the jacuzi/jacuzzi/jaccuzi. after pool and the nicest plate of fish and chips i ever had, he didnt wanna play alone so he asked the uncle at the counter 'uncle, yao bu yao gen wo wan?' HAHAAA. hokay fine, not funny now, but hilarious then. and then we did work in this room where the unwritten rule is: whisper. yes. u gotta whisper when yer in there but a bogay guy was playing with his friend, a girl. playing in this context, to me, just sounds sick. and hoho, and now i am sunburnt. burnt by the sun.
mrs ong is hilarious, she finds physics super duper fascinating. she was saying, "when you switch on the current, the rod will move, LIKE MAGIC!" and smiled to herself. :D
i am being repeatedly asked if i am deaf by a flea. are u doing your homework? yes or no? YES OR NO!!!!!! ARE YOU DEAFF!!!!!! ARE. YOU. DEAF.
time for pizza and survivor: 'soapy breasts and sausage fests.' and i beam. :D~ i got a goatee.
moled at 4/18/2003 06:51:00 AM
Monday, April 14, 2003
What an odd day. One never knows how much conserved energy they have until they suddenly make use of it for something totally odd, like schoool.
I hope mornings will stop being like that for one simple reason: I have no control of my facial expressions or whatever! Rather, reverse psychology acts weird on me. when i tell myself, dont look like this, dont look like this, all the more i will. so, this morning, all the more i told myself not to cough, all the more i felt this great urge to just hack, yes, in front of all teachers. so i couldnt. and i felt like croaking and choking a bit. u see, it was so quiet over there, if someone so much as lets out a cough, they might just sent u off and packing to tan tock seng or something! no!
then back in class, it sure felt exhilarating to see everyone again. excitement was buzzing in the air. now i feel like im describing a scene from 'the secret garden' or something. hokay yesss. it was followed by a talk on sars by mrs tan and many quizzes. how fun is that? i just listened and did up my fresh blank new notebook. i HATE learning about the menstrual cycle and pregnancy. horrible. it makes me feel all wobbly inside and pregnancy simply at that point does not feel like a beautiful thing, felyna! it feels like a painful, raw-feeling thing! ow!
according to my calculations, i will take approximately 3 weeks to be sick of the canteen food all over again! yippee.
im surprised how cautious the school is, touching your ear with tissue and gloves for a temperature check! and sending u home straight away if u so much so as look unwell. i zeenk, i zeenk that, i dont know what i zeenk.
i want to WOMIT. i think there is a great WOLUME of WOMIT in me now. mm yes.
hoho! after school i met the troll and spud! many, many students at thomson plaza. the place is dominated by pierce sec students, really. and i still dislike KFC, the smell, the ambience, ew. I REALLY want theMOULIN ROUGE SOUNDTRACKS!!!!! ONE AND TWO. we went to the troll's humble abode to meet that mad ol butt-pinching maid who screams to herself (!!!) in the kitchen, saying 'han han ah!! han han ahhh!!!' oh my god. gross dog-smelling house. very highly disgusting stench. i had lots of fun just sitting around talking and all. and reading essays and all.
anyway, i do want my own site. not just a blog, but a real site. i had one in p6 at geocities. it made me cringe the last i can remember.
well well, off for some work and the tv marathon. so far so fabulous!
something about survivor:
Meanwhile, back in the Amazon, cue the spooky music, Matt has gone mad! Mad, mean, nasty, crazy mad, sharpening the machete! What does he have planned? More Food? Shelter? Go with the obvious; he is about to orchestrate a video taped bloodbath. Apparently Christy who was lip reading Matt misread his, "I hate blood. My own blood. His blood. Your blood. It scares me. The only thing I hate more than the sight of blood is sunburnt areolae." as, "I am going to kill you Christy, sneaking up on you will be easy, because you are deaf, and my machete is sharp, don't go to sleep my pretty, if you do you'll see blood, my blood, his blood, your blood, my areolae! HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!"
Actually, turns out it is just the way his gaunt face looks, always surprised! Take Eddie from the Iron Maiden covers, cross him with the skeleton from Tales from the Crypt add a dash of Evil Dead Zombie, cover with a thin layer of skin, and top of with the biggest pair of flapjack man nipples you've ever seen and you have Matthew.
:D:D totally agree with huge nipples.
moled at 4/14/2003 06:15:00 AM
