Saturday, August 16, 2003
my room has never been so messy.
its gotten worse over the past few days, books on the floor, clothes hanging around the place, odd things stored everywhere, birthday presents still lying on the little trolley thing.
granny came in and told me to get her what she wanted quickly because she was going to vomit at the mess.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
things to do to clear it up this weekend.
1. clear birthday presents
2. clear POP presents
3. organise diskettes, computer drawer, that stupid drawer over there
4. clear table of stupid useless stuff e.g. penguin container to hide chewing gum. like i have any.
5. clear stack of magazines/party keepsake envelopes/odds and ends piled high on the green table
6. put all storybooks properly and find out which book is with who
7. do something about those wretched stuff toys. ok, not wretched. they'll turn on me tonight if i say that. touch wood. i mean, clear them!
8. keep vitamins and medicine properly.
9. wipe drumset and entire room properly and organise the place
10. DRILL THE ORANGE AND YELLOW STREAMERS IN FRONT OF MY DOOR
yay i got it all out. so much for clearing up and a bit of decoration! it shouldnt take more than 2 hours at all. yaaay. i can just imagine my sparkling clean room!
the period of american idol mania was a great great time. it was a little before the sars break, the whole of the sars break and a little after that. everyone had someone at least someone they liked/supported/hated/related to/gave special interest to. the show was a dazzling glorious 2 hour thing, highly highly exciting, towards the later weeks, i'd be screaming and being all agitated. and right after the show, people swarmed online, chatting all about the night's show and how that person should have gone, and 'did u see clay?!', 'carmen was so horrible!' and all. and as the finals drew nearer, some became obsessed with not knowing the week's eliminated person. and everyone downloaded all the songs they heard on the show, some by the contestant (BUILD ME UP BUTTERCUP) or the original :) a wave of musical mania! it was truly an obsession. and the sms-es that came on the show! hilarious and utterly stupid. the judges were great too. there was randy ('yo dawg!!!! how are u feelin tonight!'), paula ('you look so ___ i feel like going on stage to hug you'), and simon ('did u just say u wanted to hug him just because ___ ?????') and oh my god, clay's butt shake was just about the most... the most...... ! thing. the most. EWWWW thing. and 60s week and beegees week! it was just so exciting. every thursday night. the dazzling lights, the singing and the screaming. the screaming! that would give me goosebumps. the whole affair was just a great happy era in teenage life where blogging was rampant and chatting online was lovely, and when everyone stayed home during the sars break going insane. hoho!
moled at 8/16/2003 01:04:00 AM
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
the week i turned sixteen :D
so i guess the blogger layout with many frames is forever gone. i had good memories typing in those frames. -nods head slowly with pout and furrowed brows and eyes that act pitiful-
ANYWAY. YESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! i have finished maths!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its SOOOO good knowing you are prepared for the test, my god, i havent felt that way in a long long time. yay yay yay. how to reward myself now?? sleep late? NO. the vicious cycle has to be broken, i must sleep by 1030! NO! wait. there's tv tonight. many a times i go to sleep telling myself repeatedly, ok, tonight when i sleep, my body must make sure that if i get 6 hours of sleep, i must generate to become like 12. and of course, it never happens, though i think its possible with a really strong mind.
ah, i havent listened to my music for ages now. and twist and shout by the beatles is playing. its like music to the ears. just imagine, maybe 40 years ago, some teenager in america was playing this song in his or her bedroom, except maybe using a record player with the record he/she just bought from the fascinating corner store selling records, those things you put a needle on and it churns out such lovely music. and instead on typing on a keyboard, maybe a typewriter. maybe he/she wanted to ask his/her parents if he/she could go for the woodstock arts and music fair 1969. :) and i imagine the room decorated with posters of the beatles everywhere, or maybe elvis presley, with a guitar or two and flamboyant looking clothes strewn everywhere. :) and oh, parents who smoke and watch charlie chaplin all day and like the beegees a lot. hee heeee.
we've been doing testimonials in class, which i think is really really fun. the fact that you gather in a group and your closest friends write out something to acknowledge you, well, kind of. quite like a personality analysis. :D and its interesting to see the different views and what everyone thinks of you. hohoho. 'xi jie is hardy and jolly'. i sound like a singing cactus! ive enjoyed it, its so nice to read all that. thank you!! my way of doing it is usually blabbing out long long sentences with lots of vocabulary that gets your mind in a happy whirl. im doing DESIREE'S testimonial! -winks-
oh god, its the macarena! keep quiet. unchained melody.
and i am proud to announce, only ONCE today, did i sleep in class. yes, the golden path to total self-discipline. which i hope i never attain. or i'll be a self-disciplined old hoot like my father! oh wait, he isnt very self-disciplined. he seemed entranced when he ate ben n jerrys, said it was very good, kept making slurping noises and eating non-stop. my father. he put down the spoon and said, to no one in particular really, 'ah, wait, one more scoop'. ew.
Yaaay ive never for very long, just sat here, typing, being connected to the rest of the whole wide world on a dark night, and listened to my music! i wouldnt call it moments i live for, but definitely greatly appreciated moments, sometimes the one of the best parts of an entire day.
testimonials, testimonials. testy testes. testicles.
top testicles! -winks at yeehan- hohoho.
its shakin aiken! the song where i screamed into yeehan's ear over the phone (who ALWAYS interrupts the exciting parts of shows). it was so noisy. brother kicking the soccerball, grandmother ranting to herself, mother then said, 'crazy one!' and sister laughed like the idiot she is, and i slammed down the phone to listen to build me up buttercup! -claps wildly-
oh, what a night. i now know circular measure, trigonometry and matrices very well. how many people in the world know that, i ask you?????? just a few million!! yahooo. bye!
moled at 8/13/2003 07:10:00 AM
Monday, August 11, 2003
PEACE!
OiLiLy everyone! the missus is back. -winks-
now pay attention.
YAAAAY!!!!! applaud!!
whatever for? my good mood, that is!
POP was great! and just now, as i was coming home, it just hit me.
theres never going to be any any anymore band practices, getting the jitters before your part, playing the instruments and most important of all, sitting there having fun with li ping, laughing at everyone else!! i still cant believe its over.
but i'll have mister shimmery red dragon and the drumset to remember the celebration! :)
a big THANK YOU and WINK to the percussion section!! heeee heeeee.
yahooo.
my dear patriotic friend min min, hello there. do remember to take more notes for me should i doze off again tomorrow. its just like trelawney's classroom, a horrible struggle, i cant help but fall alseep, struggling to stay awake, and failing. then i'll just jump up and be all awake! its a miracle, i tell ye.
brad pitt
sand pit
dirty armpit
clay aiken
go on sh-aiken
love-a maiken
Again, again! its a vicious cycle, you know???? monday comes, study and study, try to cope with the tests, but all the while dreaming of something bigger and funner and more fantastic to do, lovely little lunch with the giraffe, shang dude tuition, study study, more tests, testes a-exploding, scrotum a-moulding, and then! the weekend! yay. the weekend. ENDDDD. end the vicious cycle. vicious cycle. its vicious.
anyway, i am the proud owner of groovy accessories. yes, groovy. like austin powers, THE MAN. -winks- thanks to tambourine girl. -winks...well, the other eye then- that was a retarded wink. my left eye cannot wink.
Interesting fact: ben n jerry's has a one world, one heart festival! its quite a variation of a hippy fest!! there's food, music and fun and ice cream! and its held at the site of the very first woodstock arts and music fair 1969!!!!!
think about this: we once had a bio test with a growth chart for male testicles. how did THAT actually take place? weigh it every year? form a mental image. im sure you want to forget that right now.
its time to go do my work. i will perish if i break the vicious cycle, you know? i will conquer it soon, i swear. very, very soon. and it wont be something visible to the outside eye. paul judd, who IS he??
moled at 8/11/2003 05:29:00 AM