tomorrow my parents will leave for new york. it will be a morning flight, with the takeoff ( .. ??? ... rotate ... ??? ... full throttle ... ??? ... oh dear robbie i'll never learn heheh ) at 8:05 am.

the plane will stopover at the cks airport... for 5 hours.

as much as i do like the cks airport, i must admit that it is a very boring airport and 5 hours is a very long time.

especially when it is terminal one we're talking about. i've yet to see terminal two though, and would certainly like to, the next time i visit taiwan. hopefully it contains more passenger-friendly facilities?

hence when you add in the name of the airline (china) into this wonderful cocktail, you get to choose from a list of the following:

a) complete insanity
b) a paralysed maximus gluteus from sitting on the rock-hard chairs for too long
c) a ear infection from staying on the public toll phone too long
d) a lethal mixture of all the above

not to mention that by the end of the five hours i expect my parents to kno each and every nook and cranny of the cks airport. =)

however, after the killer wait and the dreary flight to the jfk airport, my parents will enjoy the fruits of their, um, suffering?

because a chauffeured limosine will pick them up from the airport.

oh my god.

its a LIMOSINE for god's sake!!!! LIMOSINE!!!

*hyperventilates*

oh wow.

and i will leave out the rest of the details because they are simply too envy-evoking.

ahhh i so wanna go to new york!!!!!!

bored bored bored bored bored bored bored

BOREEEDDDDD

oh and did i mention that i am bored? =)

oh wow.

i feel like something in me just died.

cryptic hey.

the good news is that my mom finally got the july orchestra photos developed.

the bad news is that the photos were absolutely rubbish.

while i do thank the people who took time off to take the group photos for us, i cannot help but wonder why if it would be better if they didn't.

i kno i'm probably not going to come out of this sounding like a very nice person, but it really annoys me when i see photos - photos of the very last concert night - come out as crap.

like hello, all you had to do was to hold still, make sure everyone's in the center of the picture, and ensure that you don't take a picture that is 99% background.

is that too much to ask for?

i strongly suggest that all schools include a semester of photography training in their compulsory curriculum. it'll do alot of people alot of good.

plus, it will save me from having my head bitten off by my mom and dad for taking bad photos and 'fooling around with the camera' when the problem really isn't mine.

the world is a strange place.

that social studies examination that i received 40/50 for... was the result of hardly studying.

well i went through the secondary 3 textbook in detail, but merely skimmed through the secondary 4 textbook (paying attention to only a few chapters), which, technically left me in a very vulnerable position in terms of textual knowledge.

now put that in contrast with wut i did for geography.

i studied both the human and physical sections so thoroughly that i believed that i could recite the facts backwards if you please.

so wuts the payback? a b3 grade - 2 marks short of an a2.

now isn't that strange?

and robbie, i wish the same for you.

best of luck mr. tree =)

Please don't give me your sympathy,

............Don't look at me funny.

....................Look at the results yet to come,

............................At the end of the year.


Just give me the energy,

......Give me the clarity of mind.


To run that very last lap.

Hi, I’m Victoria Chern and I am sixteen years old.

Yes I am in Secondary Four.

Yes I am taking the O Levels this year.

And that’s all I have to say, because the person I’m talking to will immediately launch on a lengthy discussion of how the O’ levels would be completely effortless for me, and how I would ace it no matter what.

‘I know that Vicky is very clever! She’ll definitely do well. I have total faith in her.’

‘Of course she’d do well, her school’s number 2 in the nation.’

‘Hey I’ll make a bet that Vicky would be the top scorer in this year’s national exams.’

To that I can only give a wry smile and look totally embarrassed.

Yeah, I’m expected to do well, I’m supposed to do well, and oh come on I ALWAYS do well. I’m perfect aren’t I.

And I also cannot complain.

While it is the written liberty of every student to be able to gripe after their exams, I cannot.

Why?

Because obviously I found the paper very easy, I knew how to do every single question, and I would simply be lying if I were to say otherwise.

My worries are dismissed because, ‘Oh you’d do well anyway. You always do’.

Look, has it ever occurred to you that I too am human just like you?

No one sees it when I flunk my tests. All they notice is when I do well in something.

And they all take down mental notes and assume that I ALWAYS WILL DO WELL.

I don’t get the kind of marks I get JUST BECAUSE.

I get it because I study my ass off, although sometimes I study like grim death and still get godforsaken results, a prime example of which is the biology paper.

If I don’t, I flunk just like anyone else.

So put your brimming confidence on someone else, leave your expectations to yourself.

I don’t need it.

And hell do I not want it.

Treat me like another dirtbag and I will thank you for it.

biology paper sucked.

rather, i sucked at the biology paper.

it was as though something snapped, but all my answers on the paper were half-cooked, totally incoherent ones.

what's the matter with me?

no, its not ok that i got a B. you and i have different expectations.

don't come to me going, 'what?? you got a B and you are complaining?'

i studied my ass off for this paper and what did i get? a bloody friggin B.

and biology was supposed to me one of my good subjects.

so i went up to her and asked her to please review my paper and tell me wut went wrong.

oh but guess what? she heard the first half of the sentence and stuffed her ears full of earwax and turned away.

with a dismissive smirk.

now i totally regret even going to her.

you kno what? her reaction totally stung.

and so i walked downstairs and started crying. yeah go ahead, laugh. i don't care. that was the final straw.

now i have no pride and bad grades.

i've truly embarrassed myself to the uttermost this time.

oh god if i only i could be six feet under right now.

*testing the waters*

ON HIATUS
i don't wanna blog no more.

look, if you don't like my essay, at least tell me why.

writing comments such as 'really?' don't really help matters as far as essays are concerned.

and look 2 introductory passages with the word count of 50 hardly deserved your comments of, 'GET ON WITH IT' and 'FINALLY''.

oh those 3 comments are SO going to help.

thanks alot seet.

ok i'm bitter but so what? it just SUCKS to be marked down like that and not knowing why.

yeah i can't write.

today was an utterly disgusting, totally upsetting day.

the bottom of the matter is that i can't write.

and that totally sucks.

just to clarify things, i was the dumbass customer.....

in order to make a meal an extremely memorable one, every budding chef should take careful note of the following points:

1) ensure that no chilli sauce is served without first allowing it to marinate in the stifling singapore heat for no less than 5 days (do employ tasters with ample medical insurance to try out the sauce before serving)

2) to add an edge to lime juice (not to mention to cut cost), do remember to grind in the lime peel as well, for that grainy 'stuck-in-the-tastebuds' feel. if you want the lime juice to pack a punch, add in approximately half a cup full of your mother's favorite 'yummy lime dishwashing liquid' (please check for the 'safe on hands' label). definite character guaranteed.

3) use only plastic bowls and glasses (how ironic that a glass is made of plastic) that are at least 10 years of age. in order to cash in on the avant garde trend, do ensure that the bowls are suitably scratched and of a particular shade of boot black. for optimum results, try chipping off the edge with a free-swinging sledge hammer or manually adding some cracks by repeatedly clashing the crockery around with gay abandon.

4) last but not least, the impression made should not only be limited to gastronomical indulgence. to go all the way, mark up the price of the dish and the drink to exorbitant amounts. that way, if the person consuming the food does not remember the store, the wallet will.

bon appetit

i was walking out of the national library today when i almost walked into this door frame right next to the escalator. apparently that's where the guards enter the building floor every morning before the gates are up, and AFTER the gates are up, all that's left is the door frame... and the door of course. now, i have been visiting that library every odd weekend never had i ever noticed it before. and i probably wouldn't have noticed it if i hadn't almost walked into it, not a very helpful way of 'discovering' something but there you go.

that incident, as ridiculous as it may seem, got me thinking about how most of us get so wrapped up in our little worlds and our little (or big, whichever) problems that we don't notice the things around us.

i mean seriously, are we even aware of the going-ons in our immediate environment?

so perhaps next time when you go out for a walk or even a grocery trip, try being alert and pay attention to the surroundings, and i'll bet that you'll notice something for the very first time.... hopefully without walking into it. =)

British vs American

lift vs elevator
tea time vs coffee break
slippers vs flipflop or thongs
football vs soccer
-our vs -or
s vs z
jumper vs sweater

... and the list goes on...

i absolutely adore the gilmore girls.

no i am not offering sycophantic applause or phrase; i really do mean it. and that is huge praise considering that my tv nights are absolutely sacrosanct =)

but i am still a neophyte in the tv serial world....

- pessimist in grooming -

ok that's enough quizzing for today =)

What's there to say about you? You're an initiator of change and are keenly in tune to possibilities... you're enthusiastic, and it's contagious...you're tireless in the pursuit of newfound interests... You can anticipate the needs of others, and offer them needed help and appreciation. You bring zest, livelihood, and fun to all aspects of your life...

You're agreeable, sociable, outgoing and like to imagine yourself in the future... who will you marry? what type of work will you do? where will you live? All questions you ask yourself...you like to keep your options open...you're imaginative...curious...you prefer to understand than judge..

You see endless possibilities. You hate to be boxed into anything -- like a career -- for life...so you hesitate and resist making decisions...always look for new and novel...

You like a learning environment where the teacher takes a personal interest in you...You're motto might be: "There's always a better way or a better answer.."... when you're committed to something, you are enthusiastic to the point of preaching to the whole world about it (...like the Storm Palace?)

Your style of organization is... well, personalized. Others don't really see you as organized, though, do they? YOU know what's where, and there's a "method to your madness," huh?

You have a hard time separating work from leisure, since you have fun while you work. You're always on the lookout for new things... you like learning with others, so you'll invite 'em to join you at films, plays and classes.

When you fall in love, you study the other person in every way. The one you fall in love with is "the best ever" a lot, huh? Sheesh. But others feel unconditionally loved by you ....you fall head over heels and get in love FAST. You are charming...full of vitality...you treat others with sympathy, gentleness, and warmth...

Last part: watch out for losing your focus 'cause you wanna try too many ideas at the same time... you don't prioritize, so you can overload...also, because you're just a fun-loving animal, you might not complete important work and basic responsibilities...

ENFP: "Every day, New Fantastic Possibilities"

*~*~*~*~*~*

so that's me.. according to the personality quiz =)

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(Dianic: A Wiccan tradition centered solely around women and the Goddess.)

Strongly feminine, and a Goddess all by yourself, you are a Dianic Witch. You strive to reclaim your rightful position in society - that of man's equal. Or, better yet, man's better.
Which Witch Are You?


(Dianic: A Wiccan tradition centered solely around women and the Goddess.)
Strongly feminine, and a Goddess all by yourself, you are a Dianic Witch.
You strive to reclaim your rightful position in society - that of man's equal.
Or, better yet, man's better.

no i'm NOT going to puut a picture of dr. evil on my blog no way.

yuck yuck. wuts up with your mini-me and your stupid 'laaaaaaser' anyway?

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writer's block writer's block.

oh wait.

blogger's block. blogger's block

i have forgotten how to blog!! @_@

way hey!! i am backkkkkkkk =)

the exams are over and mm now all i have to do is to wait for the results to be announced next week.

bugger that.

but anyways, i am not complaining cuz now i am stress free!

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Trends? Forget it! You want to be a star because of your simple beauty and super-charming personality, not because of your wild style ways. Some may say that you're way too predictable, but you've stuck with the same stuff for years because you know that it makes you look pulled together and pretty. Don't be afraid to let loose, though, by trying out a slightly toned down trend now and then -you could have a blast mixing the old with the new.