Saturday, September 20, 2003
1. wretched BMI song! wretched simon!!!! the stupid song is really stuck in my mind, since i seldom listen to my computer songs now due to studying. STUPID SIMON!
2. little xiao meeng sent me an email, what a good boy he is, everyone!! really, willing to be sold into slavery for an air ticket to MY wedding and all, and WHAT a unique sense of taste-his best friend is his buffalo! through all this i do admit his individualistic nature and hope he will have a nice life worshipping mao, for it is all he loves.
3. the list on cheryl nah's blog is lovely.
4. i have been studying biology since yesterday morning. effects are detrimental to health, and i am not losing the dreams, though they are less intense, yesterday i dreamt that we went to visit my grandfather in the hospital. i HATE learning about environmental stuff in the biology textbook. sexual plant reproduction seems like such a relief compared to them.
5. i am taking new delight in blogging, such a nice way to pen down thoughts. of course this means my diary has rantings and stuff i wrote on the bus on my way home, or when its late at night and i really need to write and remember things i dont want to forget.
6. i havent been listening to much music except the BMI song, and my brother's splendid piano cd. occasionally i blast michael buble's 'crazy little thing called love', and that makes me happy. it does!
7. the worst will be over soon.
8. i must watch pirates of the carribean before its out of the cinema!
9. i walked to leesonn yesterday with suhern, and it was lovely. the whole way, he skipped there aggressively like an idiot, looking like the pig he is. and we bought chocolate and chips and saw hans, and SMELT hans. oooohhooo.
10. the future is looking bright and good and positive.
11. this is my favourite number.
12. not a favourite number. BYE!
(to the powers that be: can you explain the coincidence in your name? this was the title of my austin powers blog. are you people i know/of the same gender/of the same school? -lady mille linie-)
moled at 9/20/2003 11:03:00 PM
Friday, September 19, 2003
in the depths of winter, i finally learnt that within me there lay an invincible summer
fondly remembered for that adorable blue tube dress.
mister rupert ol man, ol guy, ol hippie! mister hagrid, who named his daughter raya and worked as a gravedigger before. intriguing.
i can hardly believe my favourite show is finally back. it is!!!!!!
ryan is rather pathetic. he graduated from university and is said to have 'recently been hired as a produce clerk at a grocery store'.
i cannot also comprehend why osten cannot wear his darn red pants properly!!!!!!! aww, their white asses frightened the ladies of the other tribe too! and whatever happened to the stolen shoes? i also cannot differentiate between the few young male yuppies. also, i wonder about the brooding, im-sexy-and-cool attorney/leader of the pack.
the wearing of this floral dress in the middle of pearl islands by someone whose strapless bra is visible and who speaks in a nasal voice, and who donated it to the ol guy, this show is something.
aye aye captain! its time to drink booze and nap.
moled at 9/19/2003 08:53:00 AM
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
peace, peace!
HALLELUJAH ITS TIME FOR AN AFTERNOON OF FUN MATHS.
well well, that was something magical.
there was a super huge storm and everyone around the school was stupidly having fun screaming their heads off like imbeciles at the slightest bit of thunder. it was like a scream fest horror house, rather entertaining as the physics paper was being done.
and then came the loudest most dangerous lightning flash and suddenly it seemed like hundreds of girls were one scream, the highest pitched scream you can ever imagine, in one split second and i turned to look and saw amanda's fingers flying to her ears, and it got dark. just like that. one scream. what a magical moment. suddenly it was peaceful again, and funny. it was like something magic happened that instant it went dark and everyone screamed for a split second, even around the class.
and the birthday song is such a lovely marvellous song, the way it was sang to lee kuan yew by stefanie sun. not in the sexual way like marilyn monroe to president kennedy. husky and breathy.
miss vulgaee i know you are out there, and i think i have an inkling who you are.
honey sweet corn! for lunch! yay yay. juicy and sweet. YUMMAYYYY. and, the physics paper has not left me feeling dreadful but more energetic. i think i will manage an a2 or high b3 in the end (THOUGH THIS IS SEVERELY NOT WHAT I AM HOPING FOR!!!)
thing to do later on: go to the nearby supermarket in a raincoat, and buy chocolate and snacks and a nice magazine if any. :) i feel an marvellous urge to spend money enjoying myself.
have a nice day, its a good one. merry christmas, imbeciles.
moled at 9/17/2003 09:23:00 PM
Sunday, September 14, 2003
do you believe in magic
in a young girl's heart
how the music can free her
whenever it starts
yahooo! does not correspond to current physical state of odd tiredness.
when i flipped and saw magic, my insides screamed. it was my calling!! i knew i HAD to do it. and do i did. i mentioned david blaine visiting the yanomami tribe, and the magic of the gypsies, and the magic of love, peace and friendship the hippies had as they sang by a bonfire to the strumming of their ukelele, as well has big-haired male magicians who transform white tigers to women. :D and when something like that comes my way, you can be sure it went gooooood as gum.
food, glorious food! im taking much delight in food these days. this list is rather horrendous.
food i have eaten/will eat soon:
big hot bowl of chicken porridge with fried onions
buttered hot juicy corn
honey baked corn
marks and spencers' snackpack of chocolate-covered marshmallow ball, biscuity digestive bar & chocolate caramel bar
tons of chewing gum
extremely chocolaty caramel sweets
ben and jerry's chocolate fudge brownie
ben and jerry's new york super fudge chunk
hershey's DARK CHOCOLATE nuggets with roasted almonds
wowwww. i wonder what physical changes that will result it. i take it back. it referring to the statement: i think i will never ever grow fat unless i get pregnant. if these were happier times, the food would be good. alas, i'd love for this period to be happy, but it isnt!!!!!!!!!!!!! mad amaths paper. one of the few amaths papers thats ever gotten me nerve-wrecked and not thinking straight. training for friday will commence, to ensure this never happens again.
if i sound whiny, like im complaining or tired, i am. i am i am i am i am. cheerio.
moled at 9/14/2003 11:47:00 PM