Things accomplished today.
NOTHING. nil. zilch. nada. haiz.
budak pantai rocks. *grinz*
Blogging first thing in the morning is a bad habit.
“when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness - and call it love - true love."
~Robert Fulghum
courtesy of lynette's blog. beautiful. anybody as weird as me out there? haha. not yet i guess. :p
ahque: ttz funny you noe. ah que. like, ah lian. or ah beng. LOL.
no particular reason to blog, except HAPPY BIRTHDAY TARAN!!! bet you lost my blog addy. hmph.
and to the ppl i was whining to yesterday, thank you for not signing off on me. most of u. :p
ok. gonna mug now. happy prelim-ing ppl :p
Last thought for the night
i should never have left the world of singledom.
Ah well
all good things come to an end i suppose. including my good mood. for no particular reason. mood swings are sucky.
finished the promo paper. did ok. not spectacular. but ok. hrm.
my phone died. in the middle of a message. *pfft* (yes tootsie i know ttz ur word.)
Hurt Before
Music & Lyrics: Andrea Corr
Transcript: www.corrsonline.com
She's a girl in a world, she's moving as fast as she goes
Loves her mum and her dad, the only secure that she knows
But at night, she's alone, she's dreaming of somebody new
Her someone for to hold, she's praying the dream will come true
Show me the way - show me, show me how
Help me be brave - for love
Show me the way - show me, tell me how
What do you say
There's a pain in her heart, she's trying so hard to unwind
Makes her cry in the night, when visions so real make her blind
Wants to break through the the fear
Erasing the scars from within
Start a new kind of being - she's down and she's praying again
Show me the way - show me, show me how
Help me be brave - for love
Show me the way - show me, tell me how
What do you say
You see she's -
Turning the key, unlocking the door
Embracing the rollercoaster world
Stepping outside, with body and soul
Taking whatever future holds
Turning the key, unlocking the door
Embracing the rollercoaster world
Take it in stride, you're just twenty-five
And you know we've all been hurt before
[Violin solo]
You see she's -
Turning the key, unlocking the door
Embracing the rollercoaster world
Stepping outside, with body and soul
Taking whatever future holds
Turning the key, unlocking the door
Embracing the rollercoaster world
Take it in stride, you're just twenty-five
And you know we've all been hurt before
Yeah we've all been hurt before
So you're not alone..., no...
You're not alone...
nice. and true too. listening to the corrs is a depressing business though.
think i'll go back to sch tomorrow...pass taran her prezzie. i miss my class. hahaha. sighz.
enough for tonight then.
somebody for someone...help me be brave.
Life feels good II
it still does. amazing. i havnt felt so un-moody for some time. And that, on it's own, is worth a post.
Life is good.
Life feels good
Woo hoo. I accomplished more yesterday than i did in the last 4 days. and that's a lot. AND i ran 2.8 in 14.37 today. yippee. life does feel good.
for some reason my blog isn't publishing my posts. i suppose it will eventually.
right. today's itinery: Econs till lunch, 1 maths promo paper, then lit till dinner.
i miss school. lol. and i blame it all on mmwshavedj. hahaha. ohhh and mrs. yong gave birth on monday. to ian yong. sooo cute. well no, i havnt actually seen him. but maybe we should go next week no?
toot: im sorry i dont understand babe. and that i havnt actually been able to help. or even be there. i guess there are some things you have to figure out on your own...all i can do is pray.
and i think i saw my dream dress. heh. it's really really nice. and it fits me actually, without the running and all. but im running anyway. i WILL pass nafta next year. GOLD. hrm. yeah.
ok. let's see if this gets published. either way, im hitting the books. ciaoz!
Caption reads: The picture depicts a famine stricken child crawling towards an UN food camp, located 1km away.The vulture is waiting for the child to die so that it can eat it. This picture shocked the whole world. No one knows what happened to the child, including the photographer Kevin Carter who left the place as soon as the photo was taken. Makes you wonder what the hell we are doing doesn't it. 
Argh
I havnt mugged. at all. i am screwed.
well at least my nyf application is ready. although, a fat lot of good that would do me if i fail promos. dont think i will, but then, i thought i would do well last yr too see. so my thoughts dont count for much no more.
toot: watz up girl? talk to me.
i need to start mugging. i will do maths. argh if i dont i'll never get started. and my econs is still behind. argh argh argh.
ppl are being sweet. wonder why. i've already been relieved of the delusion that ppl are sweet because they just wanna be nice. most have ulterior motives. ah well. hope it isnt you.
7 days to my bday. *grinz*
this is beginning to look like a random thoughts entry, so i'll make it one.
pain it hurts i dont know why but it's not just me is it sometimes i wish i could just run away but there's so much good here why leave because of the bad because im scared and i want it all to go away but it wont you wont why cuz if you do i wont noe what to do it's not fair i shouldnt need you all the time but i do so oh well life rockz guess what yellow spots look good on green giraffes i wonder if chickens cry when they die i wonder how many people have died in the last 5 seconds i wonder if they were in love i wonder who is staring at the same star as i am i wonder who is being born i wonder why the clock on the wall stopped working you know i wish we could just let it all go sometimes i wanna turn back time but since that's not possible guess we just gotta move on and im running out of things to say except that i ran 2.8 in 15 min today colossal accomplishment i will fit into my dream dress except i havnt seen it yet same goes for my dream guy but he might not even exist so hey why am i wishing cuz i know dreams come true and santa claus lives with the tooth fairy.
yeah. watever. haha...im going nuts. if im not already.
things to do tomorrow:
1. RUN
2. SKIP
3. BREAKFAST
4. BATH
5. MATHS TUTORIALS (ALL)
6. GET FILE FROM COUNCIL ROOM (i thought i was over that. sheesh.)
7. PIANO
8. ECONS NOTES ON MKT STRUCTURES
9. LUNCH
10. decide what to do after lunch.
short term plans. long term goals.
tonight's short term plan:
1. turn off the comp
2. bathe
3. get into bed
4. sleep
there. that shouldnt be too hard. g'nite world. today was yesterday's tomorrow. so i guess tomorrow is the present of the future. hrm. no. that's wrong. ah watever. g'nite!
I will not blog today I will not blog today I will not blog today
admit defeat.
Time does not exist. Tell me exactly, what time is it now? aha! you can't. as you're checking your watch and telling me the time, time has pass and the future as became past of the present moment. So time does not exist. Hypothetically speaking of course.
courtesy of yazid. the nut.
well my essay is on course...think i should finish it within the hour. :D
u know this thing about a eurasian in parliament and racial quotas and "state your race" on forms is really bugging me. i mean, watz the big deal? yeah we're of different races, different ancestors (i wont say different culture, cuz we kinda have a mixed one dont we? we as in singaporeans in general.) but aren't we all ultimately singaporean? i wont start on my global brother/sister hood thingy yet. (cuz u know, we ARE ultimately human) and i wont even go near the religious issue (although, technically, arent we all children of God? seeing that He created us all and stuff like that.) but RACE i can handle. wat's the point of racial integration if when it comes to schools, workplaces, and even SURVEY FORMS we are reminded of our differences? sure, we should celebrate differences. but race isnt innate. culture is. there IS A DIFFERENCE. race is not = culture. i can be eurasian, but live in french culture (i dont, but i could. and for general information's sake, eurasians are NOT europeans. and we dont look the same. go read up on ur social studies - wait there's nothing in there. just go read up before u start generalizing. irritating.). i could be chinese, and live in an indian culture. see? the point is, we live in Singapore, generally experiencing the same stuff (talking about my generation here.) sure it'll be nice to see a eurasian in parliament. but there shouldnt be one there just BECAUSE it's nice. he/she should be there because he/she (or me. heh.) deserves to be there. and is wanted there. that's the whole problem with the racial quota thing. it degrades ppl. would u really want to be in a group that only accepts u because they needed another chinese? or malay? or indian? i wouldnt. eventually, yeah they'll come to appreciate u for u and stuff like that. but the initial conception is WRONG. if we just stopped making a fuss over issues like race (while mantaining sensitivity - a hard line to follow, but ultimately rewarding), THAT would be equality. sure we need to respect culture and religion and stuff like that. and we should be (and are) proud of who we are. but don't patronize us. please. thank you.
yeah. sorry. ranting again.
to the dear yr2...study hard for prelims k? and good luck. try focus. it helps sometimes. :p
right. back to the essay then. asta la vista baby. (im sure i spelt that wrong.) ciaoz.
I did it! I finished clearing my room!
nv knew i had so much free space :D i am soooo tired. too tired to blog. haha. g'nite!
From left: wilson, mos, me, azzah, siying, eunice, max and houston in the orange shirt. (sorry for plagarizing 'za :p) hope we always stay frenz
Hah! Half way through clearing my room
meaning all my worksheets are on the floor, all my secondary and primary school stuff are in a huge black rubbish bag, and it all looks worse than before.
still. came across a few photos in my drawers. and certs. and lost homework. lol.
i wanna reach a stage where i can look at photos of us together, and not feel the heartache, or the what if. i wanna reach a stage where i can smile at the good times, not cringe at the memory of the bad.
clearing up my room for the first time in 4 years has it's perks. mostly finding toys i thought i had lost. haha. and reading old essays, and diaries. OH and finding my favourite purple and silver marker. *grinz*
going back to work now. hopefully i finish before dinner.
Like my skin?
i do. *grinz*
and so, on the 2nd day of the hols, i have yet to start any real work. ran another 2k today, and 200 skips. my exercise regime is functioning, but my brain isnt. let's try a to do list:
1. Lit critical appreciation (FIVE)
2. Maths tutorials as far as i can get
3. Econs. wait. do we have econs?
4. Study Econs. (ah yes. that i know.) Like term 1 and 2 work. i suppose i can handle that
5. Finish that NYF essay. it's due on friday, damnit.
6. Clear desk. haha. right.
7. do as many maths promo papers as possible
8. get hardy and boey done
9. figure out how to give taran's bday present to her
10. get my secret project started. lol.
hmm. i suppose the motivation will eventually get to me. BSB rocks. im listening to all their old songs...it's all mos's fault. he got me started. sheesh. and i found my 911 cd too...spice girls is bound to turn up sometime :p
if you wanna be a good girl
get yourself a bad boy
haha. oh well. speaking about boys, azzah i coloured my link just for ur benefit...so look down a few posts and wave ur mouse around for a bit.
im gonna do maths now. it's more immediate.
9 days. *grinz*