Am now squatting outside my room typing this very very slowly on the iPhone because despite the fact that I can have Internet everywhere, the connection in my room is being a bitch and not working properly. So now I am reduced to sitting at my stairwell typing this...

Basically though, it seems recently everyone's being going apeshit and wonky and I really am expecting some wonderfully dramatic story about fainting, too much stress and ambulances to brighten up our immensely dull lives. I know that you lot have been listening to me bitxh about school and homework and various related bullcrap but I DONT CARE. I Am a tempermental teenager and I will sream at whoever I damn well like. RAWR.

I love playing the teenager card because everyone thinks you either have no life or that you are a junvenile deliquent. So you could scream at people And even committ mass genocide and all people would do is probably either blame your parents or blame your hormones. I bet if Hitler was like a teenager, peopl who forgive him a hell lot more...

I realised i get insanely irritated with people who dont get what i say immediately and i just hate hate hate to explain what i said or simplify stuff for people. Which is really bad because god knows i'm barely coherent half the time.

Also, I love to embaress the heck out of my mom. Went to visit her new school campus and to gawk at her lime green chairs which she is so strangely proud of and insited on wearing my scarf just to annoy her because mother dearest hates my tendencies to drape weird pieces of fabric around my neck. Also, i insisted on wearing my brightest coloured scarf for maximum eye-catching-ness which also happened to be the scarf with a giant ass hole in the middle, which really looks like i snatched it off the neck of some random roadside refugee (that is, if singapore had any refugees) and went around the whole day with a smug little look on my face. My mother had this kill me now expression of pained tolerance for most of the trip.

It's really fun watching my mom terrorise someone other than Kai and I. Of course, most of her students are utter weenies. Some weird kids were playing catching and running around laughing and screaming before my mom started walking towards them with her I'M A VIP BE VERY AFRIAD FACE which frankly loses its effect once you see it everyday. But those weenies immediately stopped, sat down at the cateeen with very apologetic expressions. Pfft, their weenie-ness is amazing. My mom didnt even have to say anything and everyone immediately shut up.

When we saw the new uniforms, it was pretty funny because the guys had this mandarin collar thing going on and it was really cute in this dweeby way. Also, i went on a long "their skirt lengths were so insanely short and how they should be knee lenght and it was a school not a brothel" lecture to my mother before realising i sounded suspiciously like gwong or gloria gurong and i shut up immediately. (Although St Nicks was technically a brothel)

Well, Yesterday was probably the day i saw the largest display of human stupidity and typical Singaporean weirdness.

Went to the apple I-phone launch yesterday to collect my dad's free iphone and when we got there at 8, found that 2000 people were queued up outside the singtel place waiting for their phone. The best part was, the first dude (also, last year's second in line) starting queueing at 11 the night before.

I was immensely thankful we only had to wait for 1/2 hour to get the damn phone because dad was some VIP thing and we got passes to go wait in this air-conditioned place in the Singtel's base of operations, or whatever dodgey place it was. My brother and I spent the whole time eating obscene ammounts of free food, mooching around suspiciously and sniggering at the people downstairs queueing for their phone and their lack of food. But omg, their eclairs and sanwhiches were the bomb.

But seriously, is the new apple phone so fabulous that you need to spend 21 hours queueing for a bloody phone? The funniest part was, those people who werent quequing for their phone just stood opposite the road, gawking at the spectacle looking vaguely impressed while fireworks and a live band was like going on.

most retarded display of human behaviour ever/

Heidi thinks that Monaco is in China. I still cant get over it and her absolute weirdness. Also, i dont see how someone can eat peanut candy with most of it landing up on the floor and lorraine and i having to pick it up for her, much to the amusement of Ms P and the newly christened Ms S.

Also, like most of hte class, today's SS paper was mostly fabrication and alot of guesswork, which isnt as bad as Heidi Chan Lyn who happily dumped it alot of info from History before realising after the paper that everthing she said was about LON and not UN. Also, Chloe wrote about geog, Xiwen didnt even bother doing the essay so it should be pretty amusing to get back the papers done by a class who sacrificed SS for Chem and Physics and English. On the plus side, at least Ms Tan doesnt have to spend too long marking the papers, them being like crap.

Poetry slam is coming along swimmingly, besides having permanant marker crisises, Lorraine's PERMANANT picture of elctromagnetic field lines that look scarily perverted and laughing hysterics, it went pretty well considering. Bitched a hell lot about alliteration and our inability to say BLACK BRICK WALL fast without choking and dying and then tried to be uber angsty. Which failed because we just raided the living room's pantry and got coffee and bagel bits everywhere.

ANYWAYS

sorry for the lack of posting recently but school's been such a bitch, it's hard to squish in any time to actually type anything worth sticking up on on the blog.

Hence, post drought.

Okay, the situation's not going to improve anytime soon (4 tests today alone) so i doubt this peice of machinery would be touched much so uh, a thousand apologies.

Recently, I just feel really... apathetic to studying. Not that i hate it or anything, its just summoning to will to crack open a book and to care enough to start studying is becoming harder and harder. It's like i want something more substantial than just tests and exams, something i would care a hell lot more about.

/EDIT: strikethrough hates me and teh code ended up strikethroughing most of the blog, being a technophobe and also pretty damn sleepy at 6:30 in the morning, i'm just going to bold the damn thing and forget about it.

THIS SEEMED LIKE A MOTHERLOAD OF FUN >.< though i strongly doubt we'll ever finish this but... psh.
Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first line (or two) from the first 20 songs that play
Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artiste and track correctly. (If the songs has been covered by multiple singers, you must correctly guess the one that I'm listening to- well SCREW THIS BIT! If i know of the cover that you're referring to, i'll still count it.)
Step 4: For those who are guessing - looking the lyrics up on a search engine is CHEATING!


01) I left you by the stairs with a credit card/ To fill your hollow heart

02)Are we growing up or just going down?/ It's just a matter of time until we're all found out.
Sophmore slump or comeback of the year- Fall Out Boy

03) You can look but you can't touch/ I dont think i like you much

04) I can see/ When you stay low nothing happens/ Does it feel right?

05) I knew a girl and her name was Judy/ She used to do things i thought were rude

06)Oh Ron/ You were so glad when you got that Krum figurine
The missing arm of viktor krum-Harry and the Potters

07) Leave me out with the waste this is not what I do/ Its the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you

08) He said/ Come wander with me love/ Come wander with me

09) Here she comes in her palanquin/ On the back of an elephant

10) She screams when I'm away/ She's been gone before

11) We met on a rainy evening in the summertime/ Don't think i need to tell you more

12) Lueur d'été/ Rêve animé/ Mon coeur s'enflamme

13) One glance was all it took/ I knew it'd be so good

14) Demons die and Demons grow/ Elastic shadows that statues throw

15) Seems a downright shame/ Seem an awful waste/ Such a nice plump frame

16) I can see where you are/ I can tell you're enjoying it so far/ I would love to escape but now I'm bound

17) I dont want to fall in love/ I dont want to see the stars up above in the sky

18) The shankill butchers ride tonight/ You better shut your windows tight/ They're sharpening their cleavers and knives
Skankill butchers- The Decemberists

19) When I was young/ I never knew/ what this thing called love/could do to you

20) And when i see you/ I really see you upside down/ But my brain knows better/


this has let me realise that i dont even listen to half of the bullshit in my pod. Also, i forwarded through all the easy hsm bullshit because... well just because. Also, that WQ Mrt song came on but i figured that typing NAAAA NA NA NA NA NA NA (humming noise) NANANAN wasnt really a good clue.

In my perfect world, all i'll ever do is chew grape flavoured bubblegum (HINTHINT), read fanfiction and fangirl with Rei and fill up my room with brightly coloured balloons and happy flowers and go out with people and frolic. And everything will be pastel and happy and iced cupcakes will be all that i consume except i wont get fat and I can flounce around in those pretty floaty dresses singing happy songs.

Okay, the bottom part is sounding suspiciously like the Dior Cherie advertisment. Irregardless, i still wish i lived in France and rode pretty bikes with the wind in my hair and a large bottle of perfume clutched under my arm and because i'm too busy riding bikes and holding perfume bottles, i wont even have to go to school.