Walao. I shall invent this anti-mantis device one day man. Call me mantis, you will get a punch on your nose. Draw any stupid mantis thing on my stuff, your fingers shall be broken. Better still, all the praying mantises in the world will eat your head off. Or you will become a praying mantis yourself. Then I'll spray insecticide at you and you will die. Either that or you can become an insect eaten by praying mantises.

Bully me somemore lah. *wags finger

My ideal prom dress: Tiara, fairy wings, fairy wand and puffy dress. I'll fly around the hotel and sprinkle fairy dust. Enchante what. My ideal prom dress will totally fit the theme man. I'll most probably get the Most Enchanting award. Hahahahaha...

Maybe I can wear cheongsum and look like one of the waitresses. Or maybe I can wear a tux and be outstanding. Or maybe I can wear the school uniform wow how cool can that be. Go in a bathrobe hahahahahahahahahaha! Or don't wear anything at all.

My prelims end on 22 Sept!!!! Bloody :( Most of my classmates end days earlier than me! It's very painful to think that while your friends can relax and play, you are still mugging fervently for a stupid subject :( I think LEP S is gonecase unless the paper is extended to 6 hours instead of 3 or something.

I hid my brother's deodorant!!!! Muahahahahahaha!!! Now he can't spray the wretched thing at me when I disturb him :):):):):):)

It's like my daily routine to disturb my brother. If I dun disturb him I'll feel very uneasy. When I get sian of doing homework, I disturb him. When I get tired of mugging, I disturb him. When I have nothing to do, I disturb him. Before I bathe, I disturb him. After I bathe, I disturb him. I disturb him every waking moment.

But pls don't feel sorry for my brother. Like his pretty and smart sister, he knows how to retaliate when he is provoked. While his pretty and smart sister believes in using headbutt, he believes in using less violent methods. He either shouts very loudly (so that my dad will hear and scold me), sprays deodorant at me, or messes up my room and hide my stuff. But recently he prefers using the deodorant.

So now that I hid his deodorant, he can't do anything to me anymore!! Muahahahaha...

In any case I still love my brother.

I think I sound quite stupid. This means that I'm very tired and my brain is dead.

Goodbye. I shall watch Goong tml! Woo~

I have no idea how to do the stupid chi compre! You can't get the answers anywhere in the passage. If I get this for As I will cry and curse and do 101 other things before ultimately attempting to complete it in the end. Boo.

I still have to do Blake! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Half the time I dunno anything at all, except that Blake liked to draw, write about singing birds and green pastures and sick roses and invisible worms. Still bo bian must try to squeeze something out for the presentation tomorrow.

LEP is eating into my revision time for other subs! Next week I have to leave Monday and Tuesday for stupid xiaoshuo and chaguan (AGAIN!) and Wednesday for songci. Say byebye to early dismissal :(

I am seriously damn worried about my Lit, seeing how I failed every paper except PC grr. I shall attempt to conquer it (which includes reading all the texts ahhhhh!) and hopefully get a C or something. For interest sake, someone is slower than me in reading the Gothic texts. Calvin from 70, his Jane Eyre is still stuck at Lowood. But then, he and I are different. His Lit is so good lah! Dunno how he does it. The world is unfair.

Today's phototaking was an entire fiasco. I totally lost face in front of my eyecandy argh!!!! When I saw him (which was really really unexpected), I gasped loudly (I dunno why), hit Liting (I dunno why again), and ran away (I dunno why!!!!!!!!) AHHHHH! My mind was in a blank then so I seriously have no idea why did I act so stupidly!!!! Those things I did, they were almost like reflex actions!! Worse thing was I think he saw my stupid actions!!!!! Totally no image anymore :( :( :( Which explains why I became so subdued and quiet after the break. Even as I'm typing this I'm still a lil traumatised. It's like the ultimate stupidest thing I've ever done in my 17 years.

Goodness he must have thought that I'm some stupid weirdo. BOO :(

Even though he's just an eyecandy BUT STILL. Sigh sigh sigh.

My aunt has tickets to NDP preview on Saturday, but I have huiqing!!!!!!!! :( :( :( :( :( I really have no yuan fen with NDP. I think every Singaporean has watched NDP live at least once except me. Why like thatttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt......

Now I need to bathe, continue with compre and do Blake. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Actually it was my secret wish that everyone who takes the quiz will fail (very evil yes I know haha) but my friend Miss Tay passed! I am very very very proud of her :D For this achievement she shall receive a pat on her back. Hope you're feeling much better now!

群口讲故事比赛! I was late as usual haha but I met so many cute pri school kids!!!!!!!!!!! There was this xiaoshuaige who ignored me when I talked to him (I shall think it's cos he was too nervous), this damn damn damn damn cute xiaodidi from ACS whom OJM snatched away from me and refused to let me do his mike for him (shit you!!!), this cute xiaomeimei with chubby cheeks and very very very very long hair!!! Then there was this small girl who couldn't stop talking I got somewhat irritated. BUT still! I patiently answered her questions. :)

Actually I wanted to take a pic with my cute xiaodidi but too shy lah. He's damn cuteeeeeee!!! I patted his head and said "ni hen ke ai leh" and he gave the bashful smile!!!!!!!! Damn cute lah! I want my son to be like him!

After that we went to eat and find our friends and AS USUAL I got bullied. Why am I always the one who gets bullied? Now I hope that fanglaoshi doesn't play the Pinball game in his laptop or I will die a very horrible death. And I fell and almost rolled out onto the stage.

During the competition what I couldn't quite understand was why teachers must send prc students for 群口讲故事比赛. Send prc students means will confirm-chop-chop-100%-guaranteed-or-your-money-back win meh? I dun see how can S'porean students lose to them in a thing like reciting a story. In fact I thought those groups with prc students didn't perform very well at all. Besides do you think they will care so much about 群口讲故事比赛? They are not exactly here to learn our almost sub-standard chinese language what.

It's like whenever there is some chinese-related competition, schools will always send in prc students. And I dun think there is anything worth celebrating if they win cos duh obviously they win cos they are competing in something which is like part of their lives. Now if any other students win such competition then there is something to celebrate about.

Which is why I dislike such almost discriminatory segregation (in any case I dislike any form of segregation). In my secondary school days Zhang would always go "新加坡学生不像中国学生..." or when we couldn't answer any of her shit questions she would go "我们来问中国学生..." with that shit expression on her face that clearly said only prc students can answer her questions. I dun see what's the deal about anyway. That was most probably why e5 used to dislike us I suppose.

Ok! I shall watch Goong today and do the stupid duan ping and normal distribution yay :D

But due to Miss Tay's constant influencing, here: http://www.quizyourfriends.com/quizpage.php?quizname=060721103051-962406&

Hopefully there'll be someone who will pass.

Here's what I need to do during the weekend:
-Redo bloody chaguan
-Redo bloody duan ping
-Do the S paper thing though I still have no idea how to write the essay or whatever you call it
-Do normal distribution
-Study AND memorise chaguan
-Attempt to read Frankenstein he's still stuck at the stupid uni!!!!! Plus Jane Eyre where Rochester just fell off the bloody horse and Hotel de Dream I only read like 2 chapters of it last year argh!
-Study guwen and the 300 chi words
-Do some Econs

Everyone, let's wave goodbye to my weekend. :( I don't even have time for Goong.

That xiaoshuo was meant for my grandfather ie. the emotions in the xiaoshuo were real but less complex. In any case I wouldn't mind if I got zero for that xiaoshuo cos I wasn't writing it to get a good score anyway. I was writing it in the memory of my grandfather, I completed it and I'm happy already. Though my talent has got something to do with it too =D

I had 0.5 mark for my AQ and I thought it was extremely funny cos I finally broke my record-low for AQ.

I'm quite excited about the 群口讲故事比赛 tomorrow!!! Can play with little pri sch kids. Plus I want to see how can they recite a story with background music. When I heard that we gonna play music while the kids are reciting stories I was highly amused cos I have no idea how are they going to do it.

But I don't suppose the people in 红楼梦 can survive in S'pore too:
-S'pore's weather is too hot.
-S'pore can't really accept gays fully right now.
-They may need to learn a lil Singlish.
-贾府 is probably bigger than the Istana.
-王熙凤 can't do her corruption stuff.
-They cannot anyhow kill people.

I shall practise Maths and Econs in the school! Today's mugging in the library had once again proved that I cannot study at the table. So I shall do some questions to keep my brain awake next time. But today's mugging in the library brought some unexpected rewards muahahahahahahaha...

Ok I shall attempt to redo the bloody chaguan! If I can find the paper that is I have no idea where it went.

And they performed an extract from "Agnes of/to God" (can't remember), the one we did during PC! Quite exciting. And as usual Marcus was good. Well done! =D

Walking around VJ was a little bittersweet. I was in the place I wanted to go to badly, yet it reminded me of the things I had given up when I went to the crappy school. It just hit me-- I could have done this, I could have done that, I could have been part of them, etc etc. But it's too late. Can't wait to graduate and have nothing to do with the crappy school anymore.

Plus, VJ doesn't spend its money building an absolutely redundant office building with 2 big vases standing at the sides.

I'm not going to show anyone the photos cos I look...weird. But dun be so disappointed. I still have something for you all =D

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Nah. Laugh all you want.

But luckily as the saying goes, "Pretty girls have big and generous hearts", I shall tolerate. I shall tolerate all the teasings about praying mantis/ugly/stupid/etc etc. I shall tolerate and accumulate good karma for myself. I shall tolerate and reach higher levels of enlightenment. “怒而不色”, or whatever the phrase is. Soon I'll reach nirvana, float on lotus leaves, have a halo on top of my pretty head and have the "ohmmmmmmm" music playing in the background. You just wait.

And so I was pretty amused when Shuli thought I might be angry over what she said. I've been through worse things every stupid living second, trust me. Everyday my tolerance level increases.

I thought the Scholarship Day wasn't very enriching cos nothing really appealed to me. Maybe except the goodies hahahahahahahahahaha.

I realised with a little horror that I didn't have a clear goal of what I want to be in the future. I just know I want to study mass comm and do something that has got to do with media. Other than that I have no idea what specific kind of job do I want to take up. I think I shall take one step at a time and see how things go.

Whenever wls speaks to us, my mood becomes not-so-good. He adds so much pressure on us and I dun like the way he tries to "brainwash" us, or whatever you call it. He's like Zhang but worse, so his lecturing sessions become hell to me. And he's one hypocrite. Sometimes I really wonder if students really like him.

I don't mind having only yulaoshi and sulaoshi even though their ways of teaching may not be so exam-driven. At least I'll enjoy the lessons and be happier. With wls it's just how to score A, how to score A, how to score A. I'm not saying results are not important but I think he should teach us beyond the tons and tons of notes. Like how sulaoshi spent one entire lesson talking to us and telling us how we should not be so pessimistic about life and how life isn't all about mindless mugging. I'd rather have a teacher who can change my mindset and motivate me than one who relentlessly forces everything down upon me.

Maybe I'm just against wls. I realise I can't get along with teachers with the surname Ong. Maybe it's 八字相冲.

Damn it you know. Hwa Chong only churns out robotic students like a factory. No emotions, no feelings, nothing. It only cares about its A and distinctions. Where got welfare you tell me.

It's another angsty day

Dear old peas (dunno why old we're still pretty young and youthful) I miss you all!!! Felt as if I haven't seen you all for years! I miss resting my arm on Emmy Lai's cos it's really comfy, I miss Shuli cos I haven't laughed at her big face for a long time, I miss my Ho ninny cos ninnies are never complete without each other, I miss Pek and her deafness (haha)...just miss you all! I keep thinking of the stupid things we used to do and now I look at my not-as-fun class I feel sad.

So here's a big kiss for each and everyone of you!

MUACK

Personally I hope Harry Potter doesn't die in the last book. If JK Rowling decides to kill off Harry so that she can make sure no author can write follow-up novels, I think that's pretty selfish of her. It's just not very right to kill the hero of the story at the very end. There will be like this emptiness hanging around. And I think RAB might be Regalus Black. Suddenly thought of it when I was studying for BT. Hahahaha.

Somehow I got a feeling Ron will die. And will he and Hermione please hurry up and get together.

Once I dreamt that I was in Harry Potter's world aka a witch. We had to go fight Voldemort, so we had to leave home. I was digging through the mess in my room to find my wand cos I hadn't used it for a long time. When I was outside, I was so worried that someone will attack me from behind. I kept thinking what will happen if I died. The uncertainty was so great. Then this random taxi driver was the secret keeper of our HQ, which happened to be an abandoned dentist clinic. And everyone inside the clinic was sleeping with the Lumos spell activiated.

Very weird dream. I keep having weird dreams. Perhaps to reflect my overactive imagination =D

5 things about Wei Qi the pretty and smart:

1. She can only study on her bed.
2. She likes to disturb people when she's bored.
3. She gets bored very easily = she disturbs people alot.
4. She has lightning speed reflex action.
5. She likes to hear people laugh. It makes her happy as well.

When I get married, I wouldn't want to have an underwater wedding ceremony cos I can't open my eyes in water and therefore can't see a singe thing. And I don't want to wear goggles cos I will look stupid on the day I'm supposed to look the prettiest.

And I don't want it in air either (like on a plane or parachute) cos I have motion sickness (But I can sit roller coaster and rides of the likes, I dunno why). I will feel like crap on the day I'm supposed to feel the happiest.

So it's best to have my wedding on solid, steady ground.

And I dun want to marry late cos the quality of my eggs/ovaries/ovum/whatever will deteriorate. Plus I dun want to have a huge age gap between me and my child.

Renfu is coming on TV soon! 27 July. Yay =D

Today I didn't know what I was saying or doing half the time, and my brain worked in super-slow motion. I couldn't register what anyone said to me at all. It's like I could see their mouths moving but I couldn't make out the words. Their voices were like humming. And I started laughing like some siao zha bor during Econs lect over a joke which wasn't really very funny. It was a very stupid joke. And I said alot of stupid things to Jiatian and was highly amused myself. Haiya. This only proves that I need to have my sleep everyday.

Fanyun and Hu Pan did palm reading for me today and we arrived at this conclusion:
-I am highly intelligent (muahahahaha!)
-I have great control over my own fate.
-I have 顽强的生命力. (Yeah yeah call me 打不死的蟑螂 or 野草)
-My love line and intelligence line are intertwined. (Dunno what that means)
-I have a stable love life. (I think that's very funny)
-Not sure if there's more. Half the time I was in twilight zone.

I think I have a very screwed logic or something. Most of the time I say things that I really think make sense but actually they are a joke to others.

I need to sleep early today. Wooooo...

Question of the day: Why is it that we have xi1 gua1, nan2 gua1 and dong1 gua1 but not bei3 gua1? It's not very fair to Mr Bei3.

1. When you receive an invitation, read every single stupid detail PROPERLY. Always always check the bloody dress code. Don't dismiss the invitation as crap and throw it away.

2. Even if you did throw away the invitation, always ALWAYS ask your friends for the details. Preferably the day before so you wouldn't make any silly mistakes on the day itself.

3. Trust your instincts. If your instincts tell you something is wrong, bloody well believe that something will be wrong and prevent it from happening immediately instead of being stupidly optimistic.

4. Don't assume. I can assume that I'm ugly and stupid, which is so not the truth.

5. If all of the above don't happen, be super duper 100%-guaranteed-or-your-money-back thick skinned. Like that you won't feel embarrassed or stupid when you become outstanding for all the wrong reasons.

I didn't find the talk really good today. Partly because I was feeling like crap. I dun think they explained enough about the scholarships. Their message for the day was: Don't ask so much just take our scholarships, go China study, come back and teach for 4-5 years. And there goes 4-5 years of youth. And it was an irony to do an opening speech in English for a LEP session. Talking to the scholars were more useful, whatever they said were very relevant.

And the beehoon was nice.

The shoot today was a total fiasco. I thought it was at 2.30 pm, but NO! It was at 2 pm. I had to rush like shit and I wasn't feeling very good myself cos of the other fiasco in the morning. In the end I only started everything at 3.30 pm.

The people were all very friendly and nice. I like the photographer cos she was very patient with me. She had to come up with all sorts of poses for me because I was too stiff and I just couldn't get the right angle. In any case posing is hard. You have to turn your head in a certain manner (I still dunno how), lower your chin, your shoulders etc etc. They are very particular even with the way you stand and the way you place your hands.

Once I forgot I was wearing a long dress and tripped because my actions were too big. There was a loud "BOMP!" and the photographer thought I jumped on the mat and was quite shocked.

The makeup person said my hair was rather well-cut except for the fringe. No need to remind me of my horrible fringe thank you.

In the end it lasted all the way till 6.45 pm or so. Damn tiring. My eyes were like bloodshot after the whole thing. I dun even know if I can wake up in time to watch World Cup today.

Sunday is coming! Which means Monday is coming. Which means I have to start mugging soon.

Why was this bad day slightly redeemed:
-School ended early.
-Mr Oh fixed my phone. Thank you thank you thank you!!!
-Had Pepperlunch for lunch.
-Found joy in playing with this machine at Action City. Very accomplished cos I thought I was very lihai.

My aunt had the tix to NDP's rehearsal but I can't make it tomorrow :( Very sad. I've never watched the parade live before!!! Very deprived. Therefore I've decided that going to watch NDP live shall be one of my lifetime goals.

It seems like the older you get the more you try to put on a fascade to protect yourself or to be the person you think you should be in others' eyes. I think it is very important to remain true no matter what. It's very tiring to pretend to be someone you're not. You'll lose touch with your inner self.

I think it's very sad that I spent so much time mugging over the hols I didn't have time to spend with myself.

I think I'm a very random person.

Tomorrow is another long day. Shall sleep early!

Sometimes I wish I can just do whatever I want without worrying about all this studying and results shit. I can't believe we actually spent approximately 18 years studying. 18 YEARS OF WASTED YOUTH. 18 YEARS OF THE IMPORTANT PHASE OF OUR LIVES. 18 YEARS OF SHIT.

Right now I am more than persuaded to forfeit the money. Even that little ounce of hope and confidence is gone.

In serious need of something to cheer myself up. The chocolate and chicken chop dinner weren't enough.

Damn damn damn damn damn damn damn.

My Lit is seriously cursed. I've never passed any stupid Lit paper except PC since promos last year. How how how? If this goes on I might as well forfeit the money and not sit for A levels.

The teachers kept going on and on about how no one gets below C for Lit. Somehow I get the feeling I'll be the first person to break the record. Damn damn damn damn damn.

I can't believe block tests only ended yesterday. Block tests seem so far away. Still, I hardly rested and now some teacher is telling us to memorise gu wen from today onwards. And it doesn't help when he went on and on for 3 whole bloody periods about getting 85 to get an A etc etc etc. And it's not the first time already.

Seriously I don't think I can do well for As looking at my shit results. Maybe I should just quit school and work in a coffee shop for the rest of my life.

Gotta sleep early later. Hopefully I can wake up in time to watch World Cup. Though it's very weird to watch it alone.

Pretty excited about Minsee's suggestion, if my parents allow. Our class should watch World Cup together I think we'll bond even more.

School's ending at 12 on Friday!! Happy happy happy :)))))

*throws confetti around*

To do myself some justice and to celebrate the end of the long long exams, I shall blog long long this time! :D

During the hols I kept dreaming weird dreams. Super weird ones. So everytime I wake up, I'll think to myself why on earth did I dream such dreams? And then I'll be perfectly puzzled for the whole day.

Like a few weeks back I dreamt that I was watching this troupe from China perform and this little boy can turn his head 360 degrees!!!! Damn scary!!

BUT!!! On Sunday I dreamt the ultimate weirdest dream! I dreamt that my dad wanted to bring me to eat bak chor mee. I even told myself we must find the Hougang stall which has the CCTV. And on our way there, we saw this traffic uphold so we went to help. It was this little kid who had his head stuck on the rooftop of the bus. He was climbing all over the seats and somehow got his head stuck. And the kid wasn't crying. He was smiling and laughing clearly enjoying himself. The kid was saved, I woke up and never got to eat my bak chor mee nor see the CCTV stall.

During the day I saw this article about dreams, why people dream and what do dreams stand for. But it was so long I gave up reading.

I always think of possible names for my children after I get married (not if I get married, because I don't want to be a spinster for life) and I come to the conclusion that some names do not go well with certain surnames. So the person you get married to in the future plays a role in naming your children.

For instance, if you get married to a certain Mr Foo, I don't think you'll like to name your daughter April. It'll be too much of a joke. And Rambo doesn't go well with Tan either. In any case, Rambo doesn't go well with any surnames. Certainly no one will name his son Rambo!

Which makes me wonder why some people choose to name their children Dash, Raffles, Milo, Ovaltine, Horlicks etc etc. If I'm the child, I'll blame my parents for giving me a name so unique I cannot bear the pain.

That's why my dad is smart. He told me he didn't register our Christian names down on our birth certs so we can change it in the future if we don't like it. But it's ok. I'm pretty happy with my name. My name is the synonym for pretty and smart! :D

So anyway, naming my children. I like names that end with "ette". Lynette, Jeanette. My dad's friend's daughter is called Nicolette, and I thought it's quite cool. I like the name Chanel too, but I wonder if my daughter can bear the honour of being a brandname herself.

I haven't thought of a name for my future son, but never mind. Guys names are more or less the same.

And I will name my children with chinese names that sound like Korean names! Chinese translated Korean names sound very nice.

I think my children will be very proud of me :D

Brazil got out. Very sad. I like Brazil.

I want to watch Wang De Nan Ren! The guy looks so much like a girl it's scary.

I also want to go shopping.