Thursday, December 31, 2009 . 12/31/2009 11:05:00 PM
The guys got owned today. Lol!
Fly kite. Checked.
Poker. Checked.
Wii. Checked.
Damn... Too tired to write everything out.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009 . 12/30/2009 09:54:00 PM
You know? People should just kill me now. I've caused so much trouble I'm sure it's not forgivable.
Heck. The darkness is so appealing now. Don't really have to think much, except it's really dark. Why trouble myself with the light when it uses so much electricity?
I NEED to get out. Really really REALLY need to get out. I just don't want to stare at this anymore. My head is still spinning... from hunger, I guess. And the fact that I'm home alone... it's rather lonely, when usually there's some sort of assurance there's someone else here as well.
Why don't I have chocolate when I need them?
Have you ever felt sometimes, your brain is working so fast your body can't catch up? So fast you can imagine words, images and thoughts zooming across your brain? That your fingers on the keyboard, your hand holding the pen just started shaking? That when you lie down on the bed, trying to clear your mind, and more thoughts start their marathons within your brain?I guess not a lot of you would experience that. It's not a great feeling too. You'll probably feel dizzy from all the funny things in your head. Probably feel you're crazy too.
The only thing that can stop that feeling is to munch on my raisins, or something sweet and read a book to drown myself into another world and stop thinking of anything else. The downside of this remedy? It wastes quite a lot of time, especially when you have a dateline.
I guess the temporary solution for me would be to splash cold water on my face and drink a few sips of iced water. Cool down for 5 minutes away from my work. Talk to someone for 5 minutes. Or do something that takes a significant of concentration from your brain. Just not too much, like games. They tend to suck me into it, and I'll never get out of them. Damn. My knees are hurting. And shaking. I should really stop.
But I kinda don't want to, 'cause there's a fear... Rainy seasons... The season of cold (in Singapore)... The season of illnesses.
Mum's down, so I ended up cooking soup for her. Wondering whether I'll be next, since I've been having the dizzy spells today. Guess it's the result of my dieting. I've never gone through a 'diet' before. It's only been one day!
This is what happens when a fairly big eater goes on diet.
Fine. I shall go back to my regular meals... Just maybe smaller.
Big Bro just bought frog-leg porridge for us from his first pay. Nice timing, Big Bro!
Another working day tomorrow.
Monday, December 28, 2009 . 12/28/2009 11:53:00 PM
Sylvia should have won! Okay, I may not have watched SI that many times, but I did watched yesterday's finals, and Sylvia sang much better. Whatever.
I'm officially going on a diet. One meal a day. Wonder whether I can keep to it...
Sunday, December 27, 2009 . 12/27/2009 02:20:00 PM
Auntie called today! Really made my day:)Saturday, December 26, 2009 . 12/26/2009 09:53:00 PM
Oh yeah. It just got worse.I don't know why I'm feeling so down. Maybe because I'm tired. Maybe it's the PMS. Maybe because it's because Mother is nagging at me. Or maybe because school's starting, and it's pressurizing me to start work and end work. And maybe it's because I'm not sure I'm gonna have work for the next year.
I don't know what to do anymore. I decided I don't want to continue my course, but I don't know what I want to do. Whatever I do is not good enough. Why continue?
Christmas. Supposed to be the joyous season. I think I'm feeling the festive blues...
Friday, December 25, 2009 . 12/25/2009 04:44:00 PM
This is dedicated to my beloved Pandas, who hung out with the eccentric me back in secondary school. Who stuck by me through exams and tests and events and outings and CCAs. Half of us went through the 10-year IJ journey while the other half of us, the much shorter 4-year journey. Nevertheless, our friendship holds through even after the journey ends.
This song holds one of the best memories I had in our secondary school. To me, it speak volumes of our friendship. Even if we lead separate lives, have different problems, big or small, the phone is a hand away, the call is just numbers away, and the voice is just a call away. So if you do have something to talk about, day or night, we are just phones or MSN windows away from each other.
Love you guys:) Very very very very very much-u!!
Hold on to our Dreams
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill this world with love and light
Light that shines for all to see
Love that sets our spirits free
IJ friendships through the years
Born of simple joys and tears
Something tells us deep inside
IJ friends are friends for life
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill our hearts with love and light
Light to see ourselves anew
Love begins with me and you
IJ voices ringing true
Reaching out and breaking through
Every heart will hear our call
Share our dream of peace for all
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream (x2)
Hold on to our dream
Hold fast to the IJ dream
Hold on to our dream
This is dedicated to my beloved Pandas, who hung out with the eccentric me back in secondary school. Who stuck by me through exams and tests and events and outings and CCAs. Half of us went through the 10-year IJ journey while the other half of us, the much shorter 4-year journey. Nevertheless, our friendship holds through even after the journey ends.
This song holds one of the best memories I had in our secondary school. To me, it speak volumes of our friendship. Even if we lead separate lives, have different problems, big or small, the phone is a hand away, the call is just numbers away, and the voice is just a call away. So if you do have something to talk about, day or night, we are just phones or MSN windows away from each other.
Love you guys:) Very very very very very much-u!!
Hold on to our Dreams
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill this world with love and light
Light that shines for all to see
Love that sets our spirits free
IJ friendships through the years
Born of simple joys and tears
Something tells us deep inside
IJ friends are friends for life
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill our hearts with love and light
Light to see ourselves anew
Love begins with me and you
IJ voices ringing true
Reaching out and breaking through
Every heart will hear our call
Share our dream of peace for all
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream (x2)
Hold on to our dream
Hold fast to the IJ dream
Hold on to our dream
This is dedicated to my beloved Pandas, who hung out with the eccentric me back in secondary school. Who stuck by me through exams and tests and events and outings and CCAs. Half of us went through the 10-year IJ journey while the other half of us, the much shorter 4-year journey. Nevertheless, our friendship holds through even after the journey ends.
This song holds one of the best memories I had in our secondary school. To me, it speak volumes of our friendship. Even if we lead separate lives, have different problems, big or small, the phone is a hand away, the call is just numbers away, and the voice is just a call away. So if you do have something to talk about, day or night, we are just phones or MSN windows away from each other.
Love you guys:) Very very very very very much-u!!
Hold on to our Dreams
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill this world with love and light
Light that shines for all to see
Love that sets our spirits free
IJ friendships through the years
Born of simple joys and tears
Something tells us deep inside
IJ friends are friends for life
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill our hearts with love and light
Light to see ourselves anew
Love begins with me and you
IJ voices ringing true
Reaching out and breaking through
Every heart will hear our call
Share our dream of peace for all
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream (x2)
Hold on to our dream
Hold fast to the IJ dream
Hold on to our dream
This is dedicated to my beloved Pandas, who hung out with the eccentric me back in secondary school. Who stuck by me through exams and tests and events and outings and CCAs. Half of us went through the 10-year IJ journey while the other half of us, the much shorter 4-year journey. Nevertheless, our friendship holds through even after the journey ends.
This song holds one of the best memories I had in our secondary school. To me, it speak volumes of our friendship. Even if we lead separate lives, have different problems, big or small, the phone is a hand away, the call is just numbers away, and the voice is just a call away. So if you do have something to talk about, day or night, we are just phones or MSN windows away from each other.
Love you guys:) Very very very very very much-u!!
Hold on to our Dreams
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill this world with love and light
Light that shines for all to see
Love that sets our spirits free
IJ friendships through the years
Born of simple joys and tears
Something tells us deep inside
IJ friends are friends for life
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill our hearts with love and light
Light to see ourselves anew
Love begins with me and you
IJ voices ringing true
Reaching out and breaking through
Every heart will hear our call
Share our dream of peace for all
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream (x2)
Hold on to our dream
Hold fast to the IJ dream
Hold on to our dream
This is dedicated to my beloved Pandas, who hung out with the eccentric me back in secondary school. Who stuck by me through exams and tests and events and outings and CCAs. Half of us went through the 10-year IJ journey while the other half of us, the much shorter 4-year journey. Nevertheless, our friendship holds through even after the journey ends.
This song holds one of the best memories I had in our secondary school. To me, it speak volumes of our friendship. Even if we lead separate lives, have different problems, big or small, the phone is a hand away, the call is just numbers away, and the voice is just a call away. So if you do have something to talk about, day or night, we are just phones or MSN windows away from each other.
Love you guys:) Very very very very very much-u!!
Hold on to our Dreams
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill this world with love and light
Light that shines for all to see
Love that sets our spirits free
IJ friendships through the years
Born of simple joys and tears
Something tells us deep inside
IJ friends are friends for life
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill our hearts with love and light
Light to see ourselves anew
Love begins with me and you
IJ voices ringing true
Reaching out and breaking through
Every heart will hear our call
Share our dream of peace for all
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream (x2)
Hold on to our dream
Hold fast to the IJ dream
Hold on to our dream
This is dedicated to my beloved Pandas, who hung out with the eccentric me back in secondary school. Who stuck by me through exams and tests and events and outings and CCAs. Half of us went through the 10-year IJ journey while the other half of us, the much shorter 4-year journey. Nevertheless, our friendship holds through even after the journey ends.
This song holds one of the best memories I had in our secondary school. To me, it speak volumes of our friendship. Even if we lead separate lives, have different problems, big or small, the phone is a hand away, the call is just numbers away, and the voice is just a call away. So if you do have something to talk about, day or night, we are just phones or MSN windows away from each other.
Love you guys:) Very very very very very much-u!!
Hold on to our Dreams
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill this world with love and light
Light that shines for all to see
Love that sets our spirits free
IJ friendships through the years
Born of simple joys and tears
Something tells us deep inside
IJ friends are friends for life
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream
IJ Spirit burning bright
Fill our hearts with love and light
Light to see ourselves anew
Love begins with me and you
IJ voices ringing true
Reaching out and breaking through
Every heart will hear our call
Share our dream of peace for all
Hold on to our dream of peace, don't stop believing
Our hearts and hands ever seeking, ever serving
Hold on to the sound of our friends all joyously singing
Our voices raised to the Lord our God above
Hold on to our dream (x2)
Hold on to our dream
Hold fast to the IJ dream
Hold on to our dream
Until the last afternoon of Christmas Eve, I was resigned to spending the day alone in the cold living room of this old estate, watching episodes of anime and drama.
Late afternoon came, and Mother came home early. And she went, "You wanna go pub tonight?"
Since I had nothing to do and no one to hang out with, and the curiosity of going to the pub my mother always talked about, I said "Okay lor."
And she dealt with her property documents while I continued watching my anime, until she suggested going to the movies. And since we both wanted to watch Sherlock Holmes badly, I checked the movie times for the nearest cinema.
Turned out, the movie starts in exactly an hour from then, so we scrambled to get ready. Mother put on make-up while I just put on eyeliner and lipgloss, since I still had to wear my glasses and you practically can't see the eyeshadow if I put it on. Yeah, eyeliner. Raurau told me practice makes perfect, so I just put for fun.
The way I dressed yesterday, was actually, in my opinion, nicer than prom. It was a $12 dress Mother bought for herself, but she pushed it to be to wear, 'cause I don't have a proper dress for the occasion. (Yeah, after that she went, "Ha! Wearing my clothes again?" and I'd to answer, "You pushed it to me!")
Off to Kallang we go, and boy, Sherlock Holmes was brilliant! Utterly brilliant! Utterly brilliantly neat! Oh, and the British accent. And the smart and catchy dialogues. And there's practically no loopholes, since every single question in the movie was answered. Even if I was seated right in front at the third row, the movie made it so tolerable, and my eyes were practically glued to the screen. I'm totally in love with Sherlock Holmes and his insane mind. And Dr. Watson is like guy who knows everything, apart from the mysteries, including the methods to deal with Holmes. One of my favourite quotes from him, "You do know what you're drinking is for eye surgery?"
I think one of the most loveable thing in the movie is the dog. He's such a poor boy, always being experimented on by Holmes. And Watson was always horrified by it. Everytime the dog is shown, the audience was bound to laugh.
This is one of the best intellectual movie I've watched. I can't even remember when was the last time I watched a movie in a theatre. Was it "Hancock"?
After that, Mother drove us to the pub she frequents. Other than the fact that I don't drink, it's rather fun. The karaoke was kinda fun to watch. And I heard the most painful rendition of "Silent Night". Extremely bad, but it was funny. And my ears hurt from listening to it. There were lots of sprays and party poppers and funny drinking games. Maybe next week I shall go there again, for New Year's Eve.
Until the last afternoon of Christmas Eve, I was resigned to spending the day alone in the cold living room of this old estate, watching episodes of anime and drama.
Late afternoon came, and Mother came home early. And she went, "You wanna go pub tonight?"
Since I had nothing to do and no one to hang out with, and the curiosity of going to the pub my mother always talked about, I said "Okay lor."
And she dealt with her property documents while I continued watching my anime, until she suggested going to the movies. And since we both wanted to watch Sherlock Holmes badly, I checked the movie times for the nearest cinema.
Turned out, the movie starts in exactly an hour from then, so we scrambled to get ready. Mother put on make-up while I just put on eyeliner and lipgloss, since I still had to wear my glasses and you practically can't see the eyeshadow if I put it on. Yeah, eyeliner. Raurau told me practice makes perfect, so I just put for fun.
The way I dressed yesterday, was actually, in my opinion, nicer than prom. It was a $12 dress Mother bought for herself, but she pushed it to be to wear, 'cause I don't have a proper dress for the occasion. (Yeah, after that she went, "Ha! Wearing my clothes again?" and I'd to answer, "You pushed it to me!")
Off to Kallang we go, and boy, Sherlock Holmes was brilliant! Utterly brilliant! Utterly brilliantly neat! Oh, and the British accent. And the smart and catchy dialogues. And there's practically no loopholes, since every single question in the movie was answered. Even if I was seated right in front at the third row, the movie made it so tolerable, and my eyes were practically glued to the screen. I'm totally in love with Sherlock Holmes and his insane mind. And Dr. Watson is like guy who knows everything, apart from the mysteries, including the methods to deal with Holmes. One of my favourite quotes from him, "You do know what you're drinking is for eye surgery?"
I think one of the most loveable thing in the movie is the dog. He's such a poor boy, always being experimented on by Holmes. And Watson was always horrified by it. Everytime the dog is shown, the audience was bound to laugh.
This is one of the best intellectual movie I've watched. I can't even remember when was the last time I watched a movie in a theatre. Was it "Hancock"?
After that, Mother drove us to the pub she frequents. Other than the fact that I don't drink, it's rather fun. The karaoke was kinda fun to watch. And I heard the most painful rendition of "Silent Night". Extremely bad, but it was funny. And my ears hurt from listening to it. There were lots of sprays and party poppers and funny drinking games. Maybe next week I shall go there again, for New Year's Eve.
Until the last afternoon of Christmas Eve, I was resigned to spending the day alone in the cold living room of this old estate, watching episodes of anime and drama.
Late afternoon came, and Mother came home early. And she went, "You wanna go pub tonight?"
Since I had nothing to do and no one to hang out with, and the curiosity of going to the pub my mother always talked about, I said "Okay lor."
And she dealt with her property documents while I continued watching my anime, until she suggested going to the movies. And since we both wanted to watch Sherlock Holmes badly, I checked the movie times for the nearest cinema.
Turned out, the movie starts in exactly an hour from then, so we scrambled to get ready. Mother put on make-up while I just put on eyeliner and lipgloss, since I still had to wear my glasses and you practically can't see the eyeshadow if I put it on. Yeah, eyeliner. Raurau told me practice makes perfect, so I just put for fun.
The way I dressed yesterday, was actually, in my opinion, nicer than prom. It was a $12 dress Mother bought for herself, but she pushed it to be to wear, 'cause I don't have a proper dress for the occasion. (Yeah, after that she went, "Ha! Wearing my clothes again?" and I'd to answer, "You pushed it to me!")
Off to Kallang we go, and boy, Sherlock Holmes was brilliant! Utterly brilliant! Utterly brilliantly neat! Oh, and the British accent. And the smart and catchy dialogues. And there's practically no loopholes, since every single question in the movie was answered. Even if I was seated right in front at the third row, the movie made it so tolerable, and my eyes were practically glued to the screen. I'm totally in love with Sherlock Holmes and his insane mind. And Dr. Watson is like guy who knows everything, apart from the mysteries, including the methods to deal with Holmes. One of my favourite quotes from him, "You do know what you're drinking is for eye surgery?"
I think one of the most loveable thing in the movie is the dog. He's such a poor boy, always being experimented on by Holmes. And Watson was always horrified by it. Everytime the dog is shown, the audience was bound to laugh.
This is one of the best intellectual movie I've watched. I can't even remember when was the last time I watched a movie in a theatre. Was it "Hancock"?
After that, Mother drove us to the pub she frequents. Other than the fact that I don't drink, it's rather fun. The karaoke was kinda fun to watch. And I heard the most painful rendition of "Silent Night". Extremely bad, but it was funny. And my ears hurt from listening to it. There were lots of sprays and party poppers and funny drinking games. Maybe next week I shall go there again, for New Year's Eve.
Until the last afternoon of Christmas Eve, I was resigned to spending the day alone in the cold living room of this old estate, watching episodes of anime and drama.
Late afternoon came, and Mother came home early. And she went, "You wanna go pub tonight?"
Since I had nothing to do and no one to hang out with, and the curiosity of going to the pub my mother always talked about, I said "Okay lor."
And she dealt with her property documents while I continued watching my anime, until she suggested going to the movies. And since we both wanted to watch Sherlock Holmes badly, I checked the movie times for the nearest cinema.
Turned out, the movie starts in exactly an hour from then, so we scrambled to get ready. Mother put on make-up while I just put on eyeliner and lipgloss, since I still had to wear my glasses and you practically can't see the eyeshadow if I put it on. Yeah, eyeliner. Raurau told me practice makes perfect, so I just put for fun.
The way I dressed yesterday, was actually, in my opinion, nicer than prom. It was a $12 dress Mother bought for herself, but she pushed it to be to wear, 'cause I don't have a proper dress for the occasion. (Yeah, after that she went, "Ha! Wearing my clothes again?" and I'd to answer, "You pushed it to me!")
Off to Kallang we go, and boy, Sherlock Holmes was brilliant! Utterly brilliant! Utterly brilliantly neat! Oh, and the British accent. And the smart and catchy dialogues. And there's practically no loopholes, since every single question in the movie was answered. Even if I was seated right in front at the third row, the movie made it so tolerable, and my eyes were practically glued to the screen. I'm totally in love with Sherlock Holmes and his insane mind. And Dr. Watson is like guy who knows everything, apart from the mysteries, including the methods to deal with Holmes. One of my favourite quotes from him, "You do know what you're drinking is for eye surgery?"
I think one of the most loveable thing in the movie is the dog. He's such a poor boy, always being experimented on by Holmes. And Watson was always horrified by it. Everytime the dog is shown, the audience was bound to laugh.
This is one of the best intellectual movie I've watched. I can't even remember when was the last time I watched a movie in a theatre. Was it "Hancock"?
After that, Mother drove us to the pub she frequents. Other than the fact that I don't drink, it's rather fun. The karaoke was kinda fun to watch. And I heard the most painful rendition of "Silent Night". Extremely bad, but it was funny. And my ears hurt from listening to it. There were lots of sprays and party poppers and funny drinking games. Maybe next week I shall go there again, for New Year's Eve.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009 . 12/23/2009 10:25:00 AM
Oh. My. Gosh. It's like I went back to the time when I was having my O levels and I was woken up by construction work at 8am in the morning.
All the more, I had a bad case of insomnia because of a really bad nightmare.
I can still remember it. Long and rather detailed.
Well, I have to prepare to go out now. Maybe later I shall describe the nightmare.
Lesson learnt: You absolutely ABSOLUTELY can't go shopping with younger brothers.
Just went Orchard to shop for last minute Christmas presents. Lil' Bro was complaining NON-STOP. Yeah, he got his Christmas presents ready during the weekend while older sis here has to go through the last minute way.
Anyway, finished for one group and the brothers. I think tomorrow I shall continue for the rest.
Guys are the hardest group of people for me to buy presents for. Probably because of those few adolescent years at a girls' school. I know I have brothers, but I buy stuff for them which are not meant to be bought for male friends.
Sad. Big Bro just asked, "Can I combine your Christmas present with your birthday?"
This is worst than people combining Valentine's Day with my birthday! Oh well, how can I say no? He hasn't gotten his pay yet. And I haven't gotten him his birthday present yetXP
Tuesday, December 22, 2009 . 12/22/2009 03:07:00 PM
When I mentioned to Mum that Big Bro cooked this garlic chili noodles for the three of us when we were all hungry and starving waiting for her, she went, "Your younger brothers cook better than you. Next time how to get married?"
Next time, I shall not cook her beloved chicken soup for her.
Anyway, it's true I'm not the best cook in the family. It's so bad the mention of me cooking triggers an adverse reaction from the other three members of my family. Home econs didn't teach us to cook basic meals, but cupcakes and banana crumbles. Well, I do know how to cook spaghetti from the test we had... that's about it. But our yellow rice failed (not our fault, it's the other group who's in charge of the rice)... Oops!
Sorry, Mum. I'll just have to marry a guy who can cook. And if the guy can't, shall just sign up for cooking class. Good enough? Don't have to worry about your only daughter not being able to marry out already? I'm just 18, for goodness sake.
Monday, December 21, 2009 . 12/21/2009 01:39:00 AM
I just looked at my Mum and lil' bro wrapping their Christmas gifts. Then the thought that's in my mind shone even more brightly, albeit a not so good way.
I HAVEN'T GOTTEN ANY CHRISTMAS SHOPPING DONE YET!!
Lil' bro just gave me his Christmas present to me. Then hours later, I was wondering why the wrapping looked so familiar, and kiamcai at the same time. Then I asked him, "Is this a notebook from last year's leftovers?" Well, I could see it's a notebook.
"Yup!" that's the enthusiastic answer I got from that cheeky boy.
Sighs... I guess my brothers really give bad presents. Can't expect much from them.
4 groups of people to shop for. Must really think hard.
Guess I'll see tomorrow after my studies tomorrow.
Sunday, December 20, 2009 . 12/20/2009 08:42:00 PM
Another HOMERUN!!
One of my favourite anime is gonna have a second season! After 3 years! Well, it'll only come out next year, so that makes exactly 3 years.
Yep! It's a baseball anime. One of the 4 baseball series I've watched (One drama, three anime, not including one movie).
I still have 5 months before it actually airs. Hopefully, there's something decent in the next season to watch.
I just finished watching the first Bleach movie. Yeah... I know. I'm supposed to rush on my report, but that's before I heard from my classmate about the due date tomorrow, and the movie's practically calling me to watch "(okay... I know this is not a good reason).
I learnt the 'art' of watching anime - skipping the long-winded talking and boring parts and go straight for the action!
That's what I did for the movie.
Well, it started out all right. Much light-hearted than the later two. Then it went on to being serious at the right pace of time.
I really love the fighting parts, although I thought they were too short. Too short. Well, it's the minions versus the captains, so... I could probably overlook that.
It's o... kay. Not a blast like, wait a minute, did I really enjoy an anime movie before?
Tomorrow I'll be heading to school to hand in a report... and probably spend some time in FC5 studying. Okay. Finish several stuff to do. This girl has serious grades to pull this sem. Really need to pull that oh-so-low GPA up.
Duck will be with me:)
Don't know whether she's eating KFC or Subway, although I'm guessing the latter.
I can't believe it. I'm going to school during the holidays. Weird. Devotion to religion really doesn't run in this family (except for the father).
Lil' Bro just went to a church service (well, he claims his friend pull him into it). He came back about two hours ago, complaining about it. Then again, of all churches, he went to C.H. (if you know what it stands for).
I don't think I'll hear the end of it until a week later... HOMERUN!! Okay, I finally see a homerun in the manga I'm reading ^-^;q
As I was surfing the net for new music material to listen to, I found this singer, which I haven't heard anything good since the first song I heard from her, Houki Boshi from Bleach.
Apparently it's in Korean. Well, it's difficult for me to acquire a taste for K-Pop, since it's so different from the music I listen to, but this is good, since it's a ballad, and ballads are always quite easy on the ears. And it's good enough to be on the number 1 in the Korean Charts.
Don't let the title deceive you. The video is actually a sad video that has nothing to do with breaking up. Just listen. And watch. It'll definitely tug at your heartstrings.
This is definitely going into my iPod.
Saturday, December 19, 2009 . 12/19/2009 04:53:00 PM
Just watched my Gundam Seed DVDs. I've nearly forgotten the thrill of watching the fights in the show. The best was watching Freedom and Justice shoot down every single missile that was launched at the the Plants.The funny thing I realised was, I haven't found a boy who like this series. Girls (or rather, girl), yes. But then, I haven't found that many people who like anime.
I've forgotten how I started loving anime. I think it started in primary school. And I think it started with Cardcaptor Sakura. Or was it Sailormoon? Maybe it's Digimon and Pokemon? No matter. I grew up watching Power Rangers and Ultraman Tiga, hehe! I had my Power Ranger Sword in hand whenever I watched the show.
What memories I have. Those were the times it was more peaceful...
Anyway, I think the obsession with anime became worse in secondary school. Thankfully, it's not as bad now. I used to have crushes on people who don't exist. I laugh when I think of that, and Raurau's look when I gushed over a character.
But I think one thing that I'm very particular over since I was young over an anime, it must have a good story plot. It may or may not be popular, as long as it holds my interest, and doesn't start or end so dramatically or ridiculously, it's fine. Or it's not as long as Naruto/Bleach/Pokemon/etc. Although I still read the manga (not Pokemon though).
Okay... today I shall stop watching anime and start my homework. If not, I probably won't finish by Christmas. I hate it when it rains badly, and my connection sucks. It took ten minutes to load the blogger page! I had to get Duck to feed my fishes for me.
Wah! The lunch I'm eating is full of meat again. This time, it's super sweet. Really don't like sweet things.
And gosh! When my family looked at my recent photos, they said I looked fat! Horror of horrors. And I thought so too, but it sunk in more when someone told me that. Made worst when my bro said the fats went to the wrong areas. WTH! I'm gonna jog and swim somewhere in the week. Anyone wants to be my partner?
Buay tahan already. I can't eat the super-sweet lunch anymore. Although I hate to waste food...
~Waiting for anime to be sub~
Friday, December 18, 2009 . 12/18/2009 10:37:00 PM
Hm... I shan't dampen my mood because of a certain someone's temper, which is a little like mine, right now.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009 . 12/16/2009 02:35:00 PM
ONE MORE DAY!! To PANDAS OUTING!!
Mum will have the horrors of her life looking at all the papers on the floor when I start work; the consequences of not having a proper study table at home.
Anyway, had some anime catching up time. Finally got to watch the 3rd Bleach movie. The title's a mouthful, so I shan't type the whole thing here (can't remember the whole title anyway, and I'm writing a whole bunch of junk hereXD)
The story plot's okay... the fighting scenes were great... I just found the female enemy EXTREMELY annoying. Doesn't help I don't have a good impression of the voice actress. The character's practically stealing the show by being that annoying. Still, the story still proceeded satisfactorily, better than the second, which made me went "Huh?". Still haven't watched the first one to compare, because of the lack of interest. The third movie would be better the male enemy were the dominant one and the female just kept it down.
Haha! My dear friends would sigh over me gushing over anime guys, but main character look so cool! That's meXD...
Okay, shall continue writing my story. Still in the first chapter... T-T
Monday, December 14, 2009 . 12/14/2009 12:24:00 AM
It feels like at this time, everyone's working, or at least looking for a job.Not surprising, since it's just after the A and O levels.
Now that my bro's working, and I haven't been working, since my boy's having his holidays, I feel like having a weekend job, to curb my father's frequent tardiness in giving our allowance.
It's just that, I feel I won't have any free time. The weekend's usually my rest days from the rush of schooling during the weekdays. Unless I can get students on weekends too, I don't really mind. I just can't take in anymore students on weekdays. It's no wonder I only have one student...
Anyone has any primary-school age siblings wanting tuition in any sub except Chinese?
Saturday, December 12, 2009 . 12/12/2009 01:30:00 PM
Just looked at the poems I wrote before. The ones that I kinda feel proud of, now feels a little awkward reading. But, they're a part of me, and I just have to refine them. I guess.There's so many things to do during this holiday. Don't talk about academic work, but there's Christmas and CNY to prepare for. Plus reunions to organise. And personal goals to fulfill.
I've set for myself. I must write at least 5 drafts and 1 good poem. And finish half my story too (this seems impossible). Learn how to play the guitar at home, although the broken string is a problem. And learn how to cook porridge.
Okay, I know the last point is kinda hard to believe, but I'm a terrible cook, and I really don't know how to cook porridge. Yeah yeah, I know it's just rice and water and some other ingredients, but I haven't really tried it, so... I was thinking about changing my font colour... still considering.
I'm never that comfortable in super bright colours, like duck's blog, but I thought a change of colour would be a change in... 'environment'. Still reminds me of my old blog. Still rather... black and white. Even if I changed the background, it's still rather dark, although I love the stars.
Maybe I should really change the font colour... should I? Today, I only feel 2 things: Relief. And Horror.
Relief: MSTs are OVER!!
Horror: The number of reports, case studies, etc. to be done during the 3-week break. And the breakout I usually get during exams won't go away!
Relief: Someone finally talked to me:) It's really just my brain giving wrong signals.
Horror: Chat was super short. Haha. He's a busy man. Eh! I still owe you a meal!
Friday, December 11, 2009 . 12/11/2009 01:15:00 AM
I really cannot understand my family. We're like four individuals way too different from each other.First of all, my dear mother. You'd think that the day before the exams, your mother would give you peace and quiet and not disturb you from your studying. Apparently, that's not the case. Why? My mother is actually more concerned about her HK drama that she took my studying area (well, it's the living room), and it's 1AM, and I NEED TO SLEEP, FOR GOODNESS SAKE. She's the reason why I hate the television so much. And if I flunk tomorrow's exams, it'll be partly her fault too.
Okay, I'm starting to sound like a brat, but that's because I'm real pissed, and when that happens, it's yourself that you think for first.
Brothers are so annoying for playing noisy videos and music. For one whole evening, I've been hearing sirens, not from the SCDF HQ nearby, but from youtube videos! How idiot can that be? How can I reconcile with the fact that I'm RELATED to them?
Something for them to think for. Do you ever see me disturbing you during your PSLE/N/OLEVELS/WHATEVER OTHER EXAMS? Do I blast my music out loud when you guys are studying?
Thursday, December 10, 2009 . 12/10/2009 11:15:00 PM
I think, for a girl, the worst type of siblings is to have younger brothers. Added disadvantages: having TWO of them, and them being in the same age group.I'm usually jealous of my friends, who has sisters or older brothers instead. It's so much better than hearing "You're the older sister. You must give way to your younger brothers," or when I stay out beyond my curfew, "They're boys. You're a girl. Different."
Maybe that's why I can get a little feminist. There's inequality in this house.
If only I'm not the oldest. But then, being the oldest is like second nature... oldest sibling, (2nd) oldest (paternal) and way oldest (maternal) among cousins, oldest among my group of friends, and older than more than half the kids born in 1991. There's a resentment present in being born so early in the year.
Whatever. There's that saying, "God gave us our relatives. Thank God we can choose our friends." I shall say it here. I do not have brothers who treat me like a stranger. I do not have any siblings. I only have my sisters.
I'm having a very bad impression on men. I'm gonna become a nun when I grow... that is, if religions get to me.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009 . 12/08/2009 09:09:00 PM
Pressure - This is something I don't work well under. Heck. I don't even like anything to do with pressure, including some module called Fluid Mechanics. I'm terrible at it.I do know people who'd work better under pressure, but not me. I tend to crumble under it instead. I know, I know. I'd better buck up.
I'm not gonna give myself any more false hope. It only leads to more disappointment. “Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.”
I cry for you.
I hurt for you.
But the healer of your heart ...
Can only you.
Reach out for my hand
For it's already my plan,
To be your friend,
Forever and always, Vivien...
Monday, December 7, 2009 . 12/07/2009 07:26:00 PM
After today's paper, it made me wonder... Just what am I serious in? I'm obviously not seriously in my studies. Math don't interest me like before. Physics was never my favourite subject. Chemistry is starting to be a headache to me. Safety gave me nightmares. Thinking about practicals render me unable to sleep. What else?I just realised I haven't been able to spend time with my first love: reading! I've been craving for time to actually sit down and read a book for hours and hours on end. When was the last time I actually finished a book that was more than 300 pages? I can't even remember. Even the "Cup of Comfort" book that I'm currently reading, I stuck at less than a fifth of the book. I used to be able to finish a book in a day, but now it's practically impossible.
Now it's mostly occupied by school life. I just counted the number of reports and projects we have to finish this holiday. SEVEN!! Finish those in 3 weeks? I'm really not gonna have a good night's sleep during that blasted holiday.
Hey Pandas! Don't be surprised if during the first gang reunion in a year, I'd bring some notes along.
Okay. Gotta go back to studying my Chem Reaction. I can't believe I missed practically an ENTIRE chapter!! A few minutes to getting out of the house. And I'm not even a wreck of nerves which I usually am. And it's not because I'm prepared, 'cause I'm not. It's probably because I've given up, somewhat.
I'm probably gonna repeat this sem, if I don't buck up. How do I summon the will to actually touch those lecture notes?
Sunday, December 6, 2009 . 12/06/2009 03:42:00 AM
Didn't work too much on my blogskin since I gotta study for my exams this week. Just paste over the entire html of my old blog here and delete stuff here and there. And I changed the main picture of the skin.Hopefully, when I start revamping this whole blog, I can figure out how to change the background colour. Okay. Just created this blog for the sake of replacing that blog full of painful memories. I'm sure this one will be filled with it too. I'll miss that blog though.
Well then. Let me introduce myself.
I'm Vivien, also known as Vi, Viv (which I still don't really like being called like that), JY, Jingyue or just "Girl".
I'm more inclined to dwelling on the bad things than the good ones. Well, I do try the opposite, but it usually ends in huge disappointment, thus the pessimism.
Well, my short short life includes practically every single element of a typical local drama. Family issues, financial issues, schooling issues, etc. I'm from a single-parent family, so don't mention the word "Father", "Dad" or "Papa" in front of me. But then again, I'm not so bad. Just don't direct a question involving those mentioned words above. Other than the aforementioned father, I'm rather close to my family. This doesn't mean I don't have the fair share of disagreements and disappointments. There's plenty of that in this family.
I'm not the richest girl around, so shopping is not my hobby. When you bring me out, I'll most probably get stuck to a bookstore or a media store more often than gushing over cute outfits (although I have the ability to do that when I can). Schooling... let's not talk about that.
I love writing. Even if I know how long-winded and disorganized I can get, I just have a love for words and expressed myself. And to let go of bottled-up feelings. I'm not so great with people. I already know my first impressions with people are pretty bad. My first week in poly already gave people the impression I'm arrogant, aloof, indifferent, blah blah blah. When the simple reason was I'm so terribly shy and terrified my face and mouth just froze. Ever experienced that before?
Because of how shy I am (okay, sometimes I don't give that impression, if there are people I know around), I have few friends compared to others. But these friends are my treasure, all so precious and important to me. Well, there's the saying "Make new friends and keep the old, one is silver and the other gold," and it's very meaningful to me. I'll worry for them like a mother to a child, even if I don't speak or anything. I think it's because of this character of mine, my friends tend to treat me as a mother, doctor, nurse, caregiver, or something along that line. Not that I don't like it. It doesn't hurt that my dream is to be a good mother. Very LOL, right? But it's not wrong, right? Yeah. Just to let you know, I do love my friends, whether I talk to them often or not. That's the thing about friendship. It doesn't really involve that many words; just lots of feelings put into it.
I'm nice. I think. But I do have a lot of bad points in me. I have quite a temper. I'm rather depressing and pessimistic. I'm not very confident about myself. I'm lazy. I'm stubborn. And I hold a grudge. I do realize how bad all these can be to myself and others around me. And I've been trying to change. It's not easy... but I think I can do it (Now, where did all that confidence come from?)...
