Vengeance Is Mine Inc.

Saturday, July 26, 2003

MERRY CHRISTMAS!
this is eccentricness at its peak. i slept 12 hours last night, went for a bad prata breakfast, came back and have done nothing since!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! except imagine what it would be like if ling lao shi (my primary school chinese teacher) had a wedding dinner, in which case we'd definitely be invited.
HARRY POTTER!!!! im at book 4 right now, dying to read book 5 again. and doing all things potty. except kick my sister's potty of urine which is placed strategically outside the toilet! no, im not too stupid. once it toppled on my poor poor brother's foot. and mind you, she pees a lot. it is very full (and YELLOW) in the mornings. not very good if you, like me, has chrysanthemum tea as one of your favourite drinks. but not that bad, if you, like me, like your chrysanthemum tea COLD, and not WARM, like that fluid in the potty. fluid fusion indeed.


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severus snape. hohoho. they didnt have black in there because they didnt have his picture!!!
WHY oh why is blogger looking like this right now? weekend treat?

chihuahua
chihuahua
chihuahua

i end up in the police station
where i am told that i must pay
a three hundred dollar fine

wow what a good value
i think i'll kill my neighbour too
oh oh oh oh ooooh!

adapted from 'kill the dog next door' by arrogant worms.

the grinch! i need to read the grinch, but i do not have the script nor the book, not can i find it.
also i want white cateye glasses. good day to you!


moled at 7/26/2003 11:04:00 PM

Thursday, July 24, 2003

HELLO NURSE!
santa's back, with a few glorious hours ahead and no more tests for the week. all i want to do is to read -wink- now.

PINE FRESH not all are up yet. -wink-

anyway, yes, its obviously over. and what an experience. i'll never forget feeling sick and horrible in class, the whole class going 'bye!!!', changing into our uniform, the sweltering heat, our only 2 photos of the day, feeling all pumped up and ready, repairing the cymbal stand on the bus while being shushed up, reaching there and running like a japanese school kid with my bag and when i saw my brother's band, they looked. black! black and well, tough. i stuck my head thru the grills where they were standing, the moment i opened my mouth, time slowed down and i shouted 'AH ZHE!!!!!!!' before realising no one responded and ran off to find liping and mister wong. oh boy! and then! our turn! we tuned and waited and got called naughty for having short skirts, (I LOVE the band uniform, minus blazer, though it does make us look rather...japanese schoolkidlike) and AHHH! tuning room! then it was time-out, and we were walking up greta marble staircases in a cold area, it felt oddly exciting. hokay, not odd. it IS supposed to be exciting. and we went backstage. percussion right nearest there, and i heard my brothers band and it was so excellent it sounded like a recording. and then, whoo, us! we went on, it didnt feel scary, we played, got off and squealed because ITS OVER!!!! SIGH! everyone waited and clutched one another and liping and i ran past my brother (though i couldnt spot him, i really couldnt, everyone looked the same!) to the stage to get a mallet. and then! everyone waited by sections and the moment they announced chinese high, the feeling sank in, that this is it, because all along i just couldnt believe that well, this is it! so. they got a gold. good for them. and then there was a jumble of cheers and all and i swear i heard gold! but then, word spread that we got a silver and so we did.

hohoho. the end! well, not really the end. perhaps the start of much more to come.
i went to mcdonalds for dinner with desiree and lynn and had a hilarious time recounting the day. thank you for making me feel better!
and dear miss lovegood, we made it!!! we were in! thank god we didnt give it up.

goodbye good sirs and madams.

a room fit for a queen
can be squeezy for i am lean
pink feather boas
tissue box for mucus
bright yellow and orange streamers
polaroids of water and swimming
splashed across the wall
come in from the hall
a room of music
sixties rock and roll
i'll add my own drumroll
smells of sunday baked beans
i can look into the neighbours toilet as they release their weenweens
a room fit for a hippy
that goes dippy
and dotty and cranky
at night
before turning out the light :)

-wink-


moled at 7/24/2003 05:31:00 AM

Monday, July 21, 2003

its tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY, its gonna be OVER, i can hardly believe this thing is going to end! yahooooo!
i was talking to ah zhe. oh funny.
its gonna be a long long wait.
we're released at 1130, and not due till 430.
so we eat, change, practice. except for percussion, we go thru once and we start ranting.
and then, we go on the bus. and we reach. and we wait somewhere, and then to the tuning room, and then percussion goes backstage, maybe we'll see mister ngor!!!!! he trains the chinese high band, who is before us. and then i can see their cool kungfu suit. and that confident BM of theirs, going on all day about how they will get a gold and be the top band and have exchange programs so he can bring some lovvvvvve into his life. why not i pretend to be your girlfriend to make him agitated, i say. no need, he says, they know who i am. surprising. he even remembers what im playing!
and then, we go, focus, play. maybe when we come off stage, we get that feeling of triumph, that knowing feeling.
and then, i clutch li ping's arm as they announce the results, and the scene stops there!
well, if we get a gold, i know i'll scream which my brother tells me is rather humiliating, and if we get a silver, well, im not sure how to react just yet.
he says all they'll do when they get a gold is smile a little, and the mad BM will of course, be overjoyed. :D

I CANT WAIT.


moled at 7/21/2003 07:59:00 AM

Sunday, July 20, 2003


yahoooooooooooooooooooo

i am eccentric! i can do whatever i want! purrrrrrrrrrrrr. -flutters eyelashes-


moled at 7/20/2003 07:18:00 AM

be a goldmember.
i can see into your past, madame mary.

HELLO, STRANGER! Zach Braff