My computer's going all wonky on me. :/ The screen's colour is turning yellow-ish one minute, and going back to normal the next. And my speaker's volume is like flickering. (is that the right word?) It's normal one moment, and really soft the next. It's annoying.

I intended to go offline at 3+ but my tutor pushed lessons back to 5 plus, so I'm doing nothing and absolutely slacking at the computer. Want to redo a graphic for the blog, but I realised that I can't open Adobe when my colours are set to less than 256 colours (or so the pop up window said) so anyway I wanted to be rid of the very unprofessional cut-and-paste picture, so I'm using an old picture, and squeezed the original table into the new and smaller size. (like you really wanna know all this bullshit) Okay. I'm really bored.

I was contemplating on whether to link Isabella, but my blog size demanded that I should not, because it takes me more than 5 minutes to publish the blog although I'm using a cable connection. Anyway, I think I'll try to do something later. By that, I mean write some essays for some subject, Probably literature.

I find our method of studying Literature really weird. As in, I firmly believe that Literature should be marked based on our expressions and interpretations of the prose/poetry/play/letters etc. And not reading and re-reading stupid books like Wuthering Heights and Silas Marner, not forgetting the all-time hated Boey's Another Place. As in, our homework should comprise of reading novels such as Sense and Sensibility (for eg.) and writing book reports. Write your feelings about the book and also what do you think the writer was trying to say. Compare it with other Jane Austen works, and write about her differing stylistic methods, her main concerns etc. And not memorising stupid lines for Silas Marner, (which btw, I can't remember a single line.) the Pardoner's Prologue and Tale (or which I remember only Radix Malorum est Cupiditas) and Antony and Cleopatra. We could be studying the shifts in Shakespear's writings, on why he switched between writing the great tragedies to his romantic plays etc. In fact, I'm quite clueless on why we're not even doing Poe. I mean, he is in my opinion, one of the best writers around.

Really. What's with the boring ol' George Eliot and Emily Bronte? I think Mr. Smith and Ms.D are quite the feministic bunch. And what's with Boey? We could be doing Bryon and Blake. Why, of all the poets we could have chosen from, are we doing Boey Kim Cheng?

Argh. I'll continue this discourse in a while. My tutor's arrived. Damnit. I still hate the way we're doing literature.

ManU lost 0-2 yesterday night. I have nothing to say. But.. it's just such a waste.

Anyway, I've got a new phone.

Also, go here to just take part in a useless world-wide US election. Sounds weird? just click and see :/ maybe if there's like over a billion votes or something, someone will take notice..

I'm just damned bored, and I have nothing to blog about. okay. I'll try better the next time.

Each time I tighten my fingers,
you slip away quicker.
Are you really the sand in my hand?
I'm so lost without you,
come back to me
and take my hand once again.

Love, don't say these loving gestures
are meant for the final farewell...

I need my anchor is this chaos
Please stay

Am in school right now. Came down at a scary 815 I think. My daddy drove me down. I don't know what inspired me to come to school at this ungodly hour. Anyhow, my whole day's schedule is supposedly packed with so much studying my brain might freeze, shrivel up and die. God, it's cold in the library. Is that one of their stunts? To numb your fingers so bad that you have so much trouble typing, and actually go off to do more studying?

Anyhow, after reading Neo's rant about ManU in her blog, I felt some modicum of need to speak up for ManU. For Arsenal to say that ManU's behaviour on the pitch was downright dirty, the Arsenal players behaviour off the pitch was absolutely deplorable. Pizza and soup tossing belongs in the Kindergarten or playschool level, don't you think? Also, ManU's behaviour wasn't that bad. I found that Arsenal's behaviour at the previous ManU and Arsenal at Old Trafford was much worse. I believe it's called payback, y'know. Anyhow, save for that one glitch in which Rio had to foul Ljungberg, I thought that our defence was superb. Arsenal's best strike of the game was wonderfully saved by Carroll. :) Also, Smith's cross in to Rooney was really good, and that was just immediately after he and Saha were substituted in for Ronaldo and Van the Man! Oh, and I love that Rooney is on our team, kisses-for-goals galore! ;)

Don't really bother to give much more thought about this ManU vs. Arsenal bit. ManU beat Screwe Alexandra (ooops. I mean Crewe. this just made me giggle like a crazed individual in the library) 3-0! With a full substitute team! Not one of the starters for the Arse game played. And still we managed such a decisive win! :) So what if it's just for the Carling Cup? We'll win the Champions League too. I mean, Arsenal for all it's so-called EPL glory, hasn't touched the Champions League trophy yet have they? :) We have! *evil laughter*

There's some kind of weird thing going on right now in the library. Bunch of middle aged people are in the library taking shots. I'm quite nervous that teachers/principals will come and take a look. Which isn't good. I haven't tied my hair, nor am I wearing a blouse and all. But J2s are allowed right? No one has stopped me previously.. :/ So far, so good. And there's this guy introducing the library to these middle aged folks.

Anyway, I've just read a couple of journals expressing distaste at the men they know for what the men think constitutes as cheating on their girlfriends. One guy said that getting a blowjob from an ex-girlfriend/fuckbuddy isn't cheating, but having sex with her is cheating. And from Isabella's blog which says that some guy thinks that having sex with tranvestites isn't cheating because they aren't women. This first guy, okay, it doesn't make any sense, but compared to the guy Isabella was referring to? Hell, it makes alotta sense. Like, what? If my boyfriend ever slept with a transvestite, I'd break up with him straight, and never ever dare to even sleep with him. I'd much rather he sleep with a guy. (okay, bad choice of sex here) I'd much rather he sleep with another girl. Sleeping with a transvestite is just gross. I can't even imagine what goes where. How do male-to-female persons ever have sex? I've read an article about how and fem-to-male had a penis created for her. (serious, no joke, read it in an article while I was at the dentist waiting for Wen) But yeah, it's a question that bears some thinking. Do they create.. er... This is just so wrong. Let's stop it here.

I'm just blogging and blogging and blogging. Instead of having many short posts, I'll just have a really long post now I guess. It's kinda cute isn't it. Okay, I've run off of things to say. :) Except that because I was one of the first to come to use the library, I'm sitting in between a couple of friends right now, so these two girls are really talking over my poor head. Which makes me feel more than a little like a lamppost. Okay. I think I'll go to watch my FOTR in school. :)

P.S. Those middle-aged folks really don't understand that library equals to silence. They're practically shouting here. :

P.P.S. Who else wants to stay for the hotel business? So far there's Pauline, Isabella, Marcus, Cheryl, Amelia, Atiggah and I.

What do people really blog about? As in, why does everyone's blog content vary? What defines what you blog about? :/ I am so running out of things to blog about.. I figure a weblog is a journal, and a journal has to be about your life, right? But who really wants to read about all the details of your life? Are you even comfortable baring all? I see so many blogs blogging about funny things that happen. Okay. When I think back on the day, what was funny. Absolutely nothing. What was funny yesterday? Nothing. My life is an utter bore dammit. So I came up with 5 questions. :/ Try to answer these questions, if it is just silently to yourself.. and gauge how interesting your life is..

In the past week,
What was the thing that made you the happiest? ManU's win over Arse. Definitely.
What was the thing that made you the unhappiest? I don't know, I haven't really been upset, but I've been mentally fighting off this gloom above me. Okay, I'm battling minor depression at times. But that's it.
Name one thing that made you smile: Maia getting kicked out of Idol, meeting up with Wen after what seems like eons. and Sab and Chunsi too. That's two. but who cares?
Name one thing that made you angry: Have I been angry?
Name one thing that troubles you: I need money so bad. I owe my brother um 70 dollars I think. Goodness.

Out of 3 things that made me happy, 2 revolve around the TV. Well, that's my very-interesting life for you. :(

Singapore Idol was boring. I think I've quite almost lost all interest in it already. Anyway, I think the worst performer of the night was Leandra. My favourite song was The Way You Look Tonight, but I hadn't even known that it was a big band genre sort of music. As in, I had always thought it was pop. And the best performer of the day is probably Olinda (again. oops.) :) or maybe Chrissypoo. :

To quote someone else, this is unfuckingbelievable.

Yeah. That's about it, go read it alright. Makes me glad I'm not remotely an American citizen, and the (hopefully) the Singapore government doesn't have so many resources and so much time to do things like that too. I mean, for eg. if you say, PM Lee and MM Lee are going to be bombed by the JI tomorrow or something (Just an example dammit), the (insert whatever secret service we have) will come to get you. This is crazy crazy crazy. :
But it must be sort of cool to be George W. Bush. With the Secret Service going round to check if anyone has any devious plans to plot against you. In fact, it is cool. I realised I like everything about Bush, except that he's gonna amend the constitution for gay marriages, whereas Kerry is also opposing gay marriages, he believes in equal rights for gays. So, yeah, I like Kerry because of that. :/

Econs-ish stuff to note (if you want to of course, and if you haven't read yesterday's papers) the US dollar has depreciated. To try to improve their export deficit etc. But note that this does not affect China's exports to the US, because the Yuan is pegged to the Dollar, just as the Ringgit is pegged to the dollar. (Meaning, fixed exchange rates) 1 USD is equivalent to 8.28 yuan etc. So the Sing Dollar is appreciating in respect to the USD, Ringgit and Yuan... blah blah blah. Go read the papers if you're interested. Or watch the news.

Don't you just hate it when someone tries to sound smart and fails so horribly? I do.

Anyway, ManU is gonna be the 2004/5 champions of the EPL and no one's gonna stand in our way! Not the Arses, not Chelshit and definitely not the Liverfools! Bah!

I was watching Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade on Ch I. Had to give it a bit more support before it's gone for good. :) Anyway, I was watching and kept thinking, if only Harrison Ford wasn't so old. :/ And Sean Connery was absolutely adorable as Henry Jones. :)

Okay, I think I'm off to be. Happy birthday daddy!

The infamous bits about Stepford Wives that made me jump with gleee! :) I loved Christopher Walken in the movie, he looked so adorable as the gay guy (who I don't remember the name anymore)

Tomorrow's my daddy's birthday. Not sure if I'll be using the computer tomorrow, so I'll just wish him early!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!

And also belated birthday to the Fatboy, whose birthday passed like, 10 days ago. The exams are coming so soon, and it's like, I'm split on what I want, in the sense that, I want it to hurry come, so that it'll hurry go, but I haven;t started studying yet. I've done a total of 2 stupid econs essays, and that's it. I'm quite dead I think. HOW!! :/

I just had to wake up early this morning to blog about defeating Arsenal. Okay. So I didn't wake up specially for this, but, yeah. Woke up early, because I simply could not sleep any longer. :/ I think I'm about to have insomnia soon. That;s not the point anyway.

We beat Arsenal 2 goals to none! Hah. And all of the stupid critics were saying we couldn't win. Bahh! Guess we've shown you! Anyway, even though we won, am not too proud about our win, in the sense that, my goodness, we were such dirty players. Made me feel like last year's Arsenal (in the same matchup). I think Rio deserved to be booked, but Gary Neville wouldn't be sent off, despite stupid comments. If he were booked for the first foul, he wouldn't have made the second foul, so there was no way that he would have been given a red and be sent off. I think that even though our victory wasn't as glorious as it should be, we deserved to win! Save for two shots by Henry and Campbell, Arsenal's attack was quite blunted each time. (and maybe Freddy's run which was intercepted by Rio)

Viera was surprisingly a relatively clean player this game. I think it's because he might've been discomfited by his injury. So, no points to him. The cleanest ManU players in this game are probably Giggs, Scholes, Ronaldo and Alan Smith (hah). Wait, I think they're the only ManU players (Carroll excluded) who didn't commit some form of foul. That's like less than half the team. :/ Which is kind of sad. Oh, and Wes Brown. Wait, was he playing at all? I think he was. Oooops. My memory is horrible.

Okay, I'm off to ready myself now. Taking a quick shower.

Later.

Sometimes it takes,
Sometime out on your own now
To find your way back home
It won't be long
One of these days
Our love will lead you back

Pretty lyrics. :)
I'm tired. Head offline now I guess. It's a pain looking at such big words and having to face with so many scrollbars.

Toodles!
(it's my new favourite word. sounds so cute.)

Yesterday's results was a really pleasant surprise I must say. The moment they let Christopher back to be in the safe group I was whooping for joy. God I love it that Maia got kicked out. I have no doubt that Sylvester will be kicked out soon anyway, so I was really glad that Maia got knocked out. The only good thing about Maia's performance was that she relighted the urge to go clubbing, but that's about it. I don't like her and her performances. What difference does her performance for Objection (Tango) have with her performance of Beyonce's song? As in, there's no difference at all. She's so horribly boring and annoying because the judges keep praising her. God. I dislike her. And I am horribly happy with the results. Anyway, I think Christopher has become the new Jerry. Haha, everyone's after him to get kicked out.

Contrary to Marcus, I felt that Leandra did alright this time. The song is not a low song la. Kayyong, you're nuts. Also, I think that Daphne was deproving. As in, her rendition of Christina Aguilera's I Turn To You was eeeyucks. When she said her idol was Christina, I was expecting the new Christina. Not the 'old' one y'know. I think the song she chose made her sound horrible, and made her the worst performer and not Leandra. Christopher sucked as a Robbie fan. My goodness. He was like sugar and spice and everything nice. Robbie is all... sex appeal, bad boy, disillusioned to life bit. (Judging from all his lyrics)

And my computer is working. But it's horrible. My resolution is 640x480. Can you imagine the horror?! It's double my previous resolution which was 1280x1024. Goodness. Someone save me from the horribly big words. And the only colour I can have is 16 colour. Can you imagine how horrible everything looks? When I go to Control Panel >>Display >>Settings, and try to change the colour and resolution, I can't change the resolution to anything smaller (bigger, whatever) than 1024x768. Which is quite bad already. It's not like I'm using a 15" monitor or anything. It's just not working. And I don't know why. And when I click OK or Apply, the prompt window says I have to restart the computer for the changes to take effect. So I click okay. And the computer by rights, should automatically restart right? But it doesnt'. It just hangs there.

Anyone who can fix this stupid shit problem, please help me! My mom isn't going to fix my computer. I think she's going to buy my brother a new computer, and dump all the old ones on me again. If she does that I might just smash that lousy computer of Fatboy's. (which isn't any better than mine. what mine lacks in resolution and colour, it makes up in programmes and files and the speed to surf and the number of windows I can open at a time.)

Using the computer which isn't too fast, but at least it still has a decent connection, not too fast, but not too slow. It's quite annoying I should think. But I have no real choice I think, my daddy's taken my keyboard away, so I'm here using my school's computer in replacement. So I guess I have to wait for my keyboard to get back before having to stop coming to school. I did get something done today, so it wasn't such a complete waste I guess. The chair is rocky, the keyboard placement is too low, but all in all it's better than nothing. The bad thing is, I have no computer to use until monday, when I can come to school again. Tell me if my life is pure and unadulterated torture. *insert melodramatic sigh*

Anyway, I forgot what I wanted to blog already, just like, to say now that I'm at my 1,007th post! So maybe it isn't that great a deal, but it is to me alright! I don't know how I missed my 1000th post, but well. :/ I like my template btw! Haven't been seeing Viggo half as much on the computer (or rather my blog) .. :) Glad things are changing.

And just in case you're a dolt like yours truly, and have not heard of the change in GP paper dates, it's on the 4th of November. Same day as my brother dammit. It's been pushed forward by four days. :) Have fun studying!

Am in a rush, so I'm not gonna blog much about SG Idol. Basically, enough of Orli, let's have some Viggo. But because of the lack of a proper photo editting program, the result is horrendous. But I'll make it good as soon as I can. This is easier on the eyes I think. :)

The performers this time were much more in their element. Most of them did better this time round. Taufik did worse though. Olinda was PHWOAR. Hahah. Her dress was quite nice I think, save for the fur bit. And her boobs. Were.. woah! If it weren't for the hair, she'd be like the sexiest even though she's fatter. Daphne was a monster. What;s she doing in the competition? Wait, she should stay. I'd rather Maia and Sylvester get out first. Leandra was quite alright. Her hair's bad though.. Christopher was quite good in comparison to his previous performances. But I don't like what he did to Angels. I love Robbie! He's another Jessica Simpson! Ugh. DIE DIE DIE.

The worst performer this week: Daphne
The one who's probably going to get out: Leandra or Taufik

I realised it sounds really bad 'cause I keep slamming them idols, so,
The best performer of the week: Olinda!

On a side note, how did Steve Tyler get a gorgeous daughter like Liv Tyler? I think the name Liv is cool. She's pretty! 'Cept in LOTR. I think they made her ugly. I don't know why. She was supposed to be the Evenstar of her people. Luthien reborn or something. Why is she not as pretty as Galadriel? But she looked good in the horrible recent romantic comedy (whose title has completely slipped my mind. but I remember she had these glasses on, and she looked intelligent and pretty. a little dorky at times, but so cute!) Oh. I think Orli looks dorky too. I have so many dorky pics of him, but they're on my computer, which is spoilt dammit.

Love fest!! I wanna post more pictures, but I have none! Dammit! :

I LOVE ROBBIE!!

I LOVE VIGGO!!

I LOVE ORLI!!

I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand

Wanted to head down to the school to do some studying today. But well. Peishan decided to leave early, and the main purpose was to borrow the dear Boey, so well, I decided to postpone the trip down to tomorrow. Plus I wanted to come home early today for Singapore Idol as well, and so I couldn't stay too late. Okay. I really want to get a new template. Not that this isn't nice. No. I think it is. But I think the orangey-red background for the words make it a little hard to read, and yeah, I type really a lot of words these days, so I was hoping for a more easy on the eyes template. :/ Anyhow, I can't change the template because I don't have adobe on this computer, neither do I have any pictures on this computer to mess with. So it's irritating. Yeah. I'll probably come up with a really plain and simple one. With pitiful Paint skills.. :(

Oh I forgot to mention I got my Robbie Williams Greatest Hits Album. He looks really good on the covers! And I could only choose one. I was.. AH! Which, which, which!! :/ God, I love him. He's so wondrously sexy.

I'll try to blog about SG Idol asap! Because I might not get the use of the computer later. I'm really pitiful you know. I have no computer of my own now, and it feels like torture!!! Somebody save me. Robbie would be fine. So would Viggo and Orli. Hahahahah. I wish.

HAPPY 46th BIRTHDAY VIGGO!

the love!



Okay, I don't have many pics for a pic spam because my computer is down! :( So this'll have to do!!

Happy birthday Viggo!!!

And the sex blog trend is really growing. I keep seeing new one's pop up like it was no one's business (okay, so it is no one's business, but ignore this). Let's try my hand at attempting to understand and explain this trend okay. Humour me. And try not to take any of this seriously.

The Idiot's Guide to Writing A Sex Blog

There has to be characters first. You have to have at least 3 different guys/girls. Everyone's bisexual these days. (I'm not included here). Give them interesting and sexy names, or names that leave a husky taste in your mouth after you say it. Give yourself a sexy (or so you think) name, or a moniker which you think fits you and sounds sexy. Either one works. Basically, try to sound sexy all the time. (their real names might actually be too boring.)

Next, you are to either have sexual relations with your other characters, or fully intend to have sexual relations with them. You don't have to describe everything you do. You must, more importantly, show your self worth, that even if you are a prostitute who sleeps for cash, you absolutely have to make sure that everyone knows you do it, because you want to. And sound self-assured (bordering on cocky), bold, and again sexy. So you have to talk a lot on the build up before sex. If you go on dates, talk about what happened during the date. Make sure you state how much the guy is into you. (whether you write that you're into your guy, is secondary. because you, YOU are the main object of interest here) But if you are going to write about having sex, make sure you add in certain, er, spicy details. Describe yourself. Examples can be, my big/perky/bouncy/full/anythingyouwant breasts. Don't use derogatory terms like 'tits'. Remember, you love yourself. You're worth a million dollars. (Only?!)

Also, not to sound as though your brain is non-existent, you have to write about events that do not relate to sex. Have some political views, talk about the economy. These two are relatively simple. If you're an American, write about yours. If you aren't an American, write about the US economy. (because it's the easiest to fake your knowledge) It's very simple really. Make sure to state that you're a liberal. (even if it isn't painfully obvious! I mean, you are not a conservative if you're publicising your sex!) And so, because you're a liberal, and want to sound intellectual, blame all the world's problems on George Bush. It's simple really. Say he caused the war, caused oil prices to hike etc. etc. etc. Doesn't make you sound smart enough?

Okay. There's another sure-fire plan. Talk about books. Of course. Books. Not movies mind you. Books are to be read. Reading is for the intellectual. Now, isn't that clear enough? But not all books work. You have to use book titles such as Red Dawn, The Grass in Uzbekistan or quite so obscure to make it sound more like a wonderful piece of literature. Next, you need to write about the book and why it's good. It's alright, there's no need to panic. Go to Google.com type in 'BookTitleHere Summary/Reviews' into the search box, and click search! Find the one that sounds the most impartial sounding one, add your own 'liberal' slant to it, and tada! Here's your book review. Or there's a simpler way. Read the TIME magazine, use the book that they have recommended for the week, and well, use their reviews. You'll sound smarter in no time. Another aid to sound smart. Use a thesaurus. Type in silly words like NICE, TOILET, CRUEL or any other word you'd like to use. So use the new word in your entry!

Next, back to the main issue. It's a sex blog isn't it? Well now, if you don't talk about sex, you'd be depriving your readers of the good part isn't it? So when you talk about sex, make sure you add in some kinks. After all, no one wants to read about straight-laced sex all the time do they? I mean, they can get those in the bookstores. Sandra Brown, Nora Roberts have a good store of those. So write kinks. You can choose what you like. Preferably, choose one that won't squick out your audience. So I hope, for your sake, beastiality is out of the question. Anyhow, make sure that if your nationality is stated, choose one where you're not breaking the laws of your country. So if you're living in an Islamic nation, don't advertise your experiences with sodomy and an enema bag. Or you might get jailed for five years for it like a certain Deputy Prime Minister. (Okay, so his appeals worked. But it didn't at first!) Talk about less kinky kinks. (if there's such a thing) Such as tamer role-playing, light BDSM* etc.

Don't go into the full act of sex. You have to leave a mist of mystery surrounding you. Keep them entertained, and if you're really really lucky, aroused. Try to use puns about anything remotely sexy. Talk about how you juggle your characters, and their reactions to knowing of your so-called infidelity. State in no uncertain terms that despite knowing you probably slept with more guys you can count, they still adore you and your goddess-like body horribly. It's best if you talk about going for threesomes. Or orgies. But too many at a go makes you seem like you have poor standards. Keep to a maximum of three. Or it might actually sound crude.

Also, make it clear that there is no love between you and your sexualy partners, but rather a mutually-respectful relationship. You're friends and (to put it crudely) fuck buddies. You're not mutually exclusive lovers or any sort. And do not forget, your sex partners adore you, from your (dubiously) silky lengths to your smooth (again, dubious) toes. Try not to make them sound too good, in fact, make sure that you bring up their flaws in an i'm-pretending-i-don't-do-it-for-the-sake-of-making-myself-sound-good way. Of course, you can make them sound good looking too, so as to make you seem all the more desirable. (this is preferred if you're not paid for sex, otherwise, it might reflect poorly on your attractiveness)

About the web template, choose a simple one, big fonts, two tables. Links on one side, your entries on the other. Make sure you leave your email and not those comment boxes or guestbooks. You wouldn't want remarks such as 'your such a fuking whore' (purposeful poor language here) on your links now would you? It would ruin the impression you're trying to leave. You don't have to address your hate mail. In fact, you shouldn't. You're just showing you're affected by it, and that's not what you want after all. You want to come across as self-assured and confident and sexy. Remember? And try as far as possible to have a sexy or seductive picture as the header. You can put photos in the entries as well, but make sure your pictures make you look good. Whether you'd like to show your face or otherwise is pretty much up to you. Show it, if you're pretty. Otherwise, best leave it hidden behind millions of gigabytes of technology.

Remember. It's the internet. You're hidden behind a wall of probable deceit. Tell whatever lies you wish, no one's going to tell on you. (or so we can all hope)

So there you have it. An idiot's guide. If you want to be more successful, or course you need a better one, but this one is done up so shabbily and in jest. If you're really an idiot, don't take this seriously!


* BDSM (since I can't seem to get enough people asking, "what's it really?") stands for Bondage and Discipline, Dominant and submissive, Sado-Masochism. Note the overlapping of D's and S's

Realise tht these days I've lost quite a bit of the mood to write more. I think I'm more than a little bored with my current place. It's as though I feel like I've effectively rotted away in this 3 week hiatus from school. A trip back to the school yesterday showed me that while I've taken a break from the books, the books haven't taken a break from the rest of the school. They've been opening themselves at will to everyone save me. So, yeah, I need to get cracking soon. I can't seem to stop indulging in excesses these days. I swear, by the time prom arrives, I'll be absolutely too fat to look anything but like a beached whale.

Had dinner at Oscar's at the Conrad on Sunday. Was to celebrate the fatboy's birthday and he didn't want to go anywhere to particularly expensive because he had this cutesy notion that he wanted to buy us all dinner. So my mom said the Oscar's was cheap, and so he packed along a hundred dollars intending to treat us. It was quite amusing really. But he's twelve and still quite green about the ears. Well, it would have worked if we were all at Pizza Hut or some slightly more up-scale fast food joint like Pastamania or something. But it was a lovely thought nonetheless.

Heading down to Marina Mandarin in a while for the heavenly chinese place for some wondrous dimsum in a while. And tomorrow, I'm heading to have lunch again at some rather cheap Japanese place. I only know that it's something like a buffet for 20 over dollars per pax that's all. Hope it'll be good. But after that, I need to stop eating if I want to resemble something other than a blob of dough. :) But anyway, for all the food that's awaiting me, I'm rather yearning for the simple hor-fun place near SA. With chicken wings and fish soup. Mmmmm. I want it. Now.

I think that's quite enough about all the food. Went down for GP lecture yesterday (okay, it was closer to a tutorial), and it was quite boring I think. As in, I thought we were going through paper 1 for the mock, but we were going through paper 1 in general and her tips were alright I guess, I'd employed all of it in my essay (or so I thought), she told me to brush up on the language bit by using more technical terms and all. I don;t know why I'm even blogging this anyhow.

Here's more of my rubbish bullshit politics slant regarding the US elections.. Okay. Not really.

I saw quite a few internet polls, from LiveJournal and deviantArt. They polled on whether you'd vote for Kerry, Bush, Ralph Nader or another candidate. Anyway, all polls show a decisive Kerry win. Okay, it's more like a landslide. And what does it show? The internet community is so full or left-winged liberals. I mean, the far more accurate polls show a really close fight to the end. Internet polls, show Bush garnering less than 25% of votes in both LJ and dA. I think there must be quite a few bullshitters like yours truly who go on to vote despite not being a US citizen. :/

You have a lot going for you, but most people will
only remember you for one thing, and a lot of
them will try to copy it. They'll all suck at
it, though. Besides, you've got better stuff.

What band from the 80s are you?

Oh cool. Soft Cell is cool. Haha. Just for the Soft Cell mood, here is TAINTED LOVE. Great lyrics, great song, my favourite of theirs btw. :)

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
And I've lost my light
For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

Once I ran to you
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Oh...tainted love
Tainted love

Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want IT any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
And you'll think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way

Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Tainted love, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Tainted love

What was I watching?! It looked as though I was watching Birmingham play against a team made up of ME! in the second half. Our attack was non-existent for the first 40 minutes of the second half, and that seriously says a lot I think. Get your heads out of your asses you annoying Fergie. I caught only the last 5 minutes of the first half and the whole of the second, and it was fully enough to disgust me with the way we were playing. Oh. Who was playing? In the first half, Rooney, Scholes, Giggs, Heinze (who was named best player of Sept) and Silvestre (who was named 3rd best player of Sept) were rested. So who was playing?!?!?

Carroll, Brown, Ferdinand, G. Neville, Kleberson (Rooney), Keane, Fortune, Ronaldo (Scholes), Saha, Van Nistlerooy and Smith. So, three strikers, no goals. Great attack here. : Kleberson was taken off for Rooney, wrong choice imo, Ronaldo was totally invisible in the game, his attacks were blunted by Gray, his fascinating dribbles were reduced to dribbles that lasted a total of 5 feet at most. But more importantly, note this: FOUR STRIKERS and we didn't even have a shot at goal til the 83 min or so?! wtf were we doing? I'll tell you. Feeding Birmingham the ball with a spoon. UGH. Words cannot express my disgust. A nice save by Ferdinand and multiple saves by Carroll ensured us a draw. A measly draw. Forget about qualifying for the UEFA cup if this goes on. Goodness. We'll be glad to be saved from relegation.

One thing about Birmingham.. Savage is really savage. He was actually grinning after he fouled Rooney to the extent that the medics needed to come to him. He's such a frigging bastard who fouled Keane openly and badly enough that Keane actually limped around for quite a while. And he only received one yellow card for Keane. Bloody fool.

I've so much to rant about this match, it's best I stop now. ARGH. Oh. the final score was 0-0. Four strikers. Four.

Because I'm bored, I've went and created myself a wishlist. :)

1. A new computer. With a 19" inch LCD screen. Optical mouse and keyboard. Pentium IV, etcetc. HAH!
2. Nokia 7610 (I think. Might change my mind later) It's not particularly good, but well, I want Nokia, and a big screen with good colours. this is it. :/
3. A new bed with a nice and happy headboard.
4. The SGD 45 skirt I saw at PS the other day with Candice. I realised I don't have anything plain and simple. My skirts tend to have a bit of a flair to them. Either some act-cute one with ruffles or they're dressy ones. :/ So I want that plain one. :)
5. To turn eighteen now. So I can have pretty cards like everyone else. I mean like visas and mastercards etc.
6. Stinky's holes to be sewn up nicely. :)
7. A car and a license. Okay. I still have to wait.
8. To lose weight. To uh, 54 kg. Okay. Impossible feat. HAH. :( That's it la.

For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Xiujuan has left some white space on the left side of the paper. Xiujuan fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion moving the entire writing rightward as she moves down the page. If this is true, then Xiujuan has a healthy relationship to the past and is ready to move on. The right side of the page represents the future and Xiujuan is ready and willing to get started living now and planning for the future. Xiujuan is leaving the past behind and moving on to what she perceives as an exciting and enticing future.
Xiujuan is very selective when choosing her inner circle of friends. She excludes all but a few from her fellowship. She limits her intimate friends to one or maybe two people. She tends not to trust the masses of people but chooses only a few to trust.

One way Xiujuan punishes herself is self directed sarcasm. She is a very sarcastic person. Often this sarcasm and "sharp tongued" behavior is directed at herself.

Xiujuan will take action on her thoughts. She is positive that her views are correct for her. She has the ability to be seem as if she is positively correct when answering a question, even if she does not have the slightest idea of the answer. Xiujuan displays a self-confidence that makes everyone else sure she is correct. She is positive of her own views, but not necessarily stubborn.

In reference to Xiujuan's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Xiujuan slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project. She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Xiujuan can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.

Xiujuan will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!
Xiujuan will demand respect and will expect others to treat her with honor and dignity. Xiujuan believes in her ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. She has a lot of pride.
Xiujuan uses judgment to make decisions. She is ruled by her head, not her heart. She is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see her as unemotional. She does have emotions but has no need to express them. She is withdrawn into herself and enjoys being alone. The circumstances when Xiujuan does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets her mad enough to tell her off, she will not be sorry about it later. She puts a mark in her mind when someone angers her. She keeps track of these marks and when she hits that last mark she will let them know they have gone too far. She is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All her conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. She is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, she has poise. Xiujuan will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. She would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, she will show her love by the things she does rather than by the things she says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because she feels her mate should already know. The only exception to this is if she has logically concluded that it is best for her mate to hear her express her love verbally. Xiujuan is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to her, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of her sound judgment. She will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. She will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and she will always ask "Is this best for me?"

People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Xiujuan doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.


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I've having such bad cramps right now. I hate having the monthly affliction. Ugh. Poor belly. :( Anyway, I thought the analyses was quite accurate, for most part. :)

It's irritating when I'm proven wrong, and it's weirdly upsetting when I'm proven right. The Ch U show is rather disturbing. Each show that they produce seems to have some kind of sex. This one has non-con in it. mmm. disturbing. (oops. it means non consensual)

There's something that's been weighing on my mind. Guys should probably stop reading here. Girls should too. :/ My period, is weird. Okay. I'm lazy to blog. Bled a bit, then I stopped. Okay. I'm upset. Ugh.

Off to mahjong and tv. Toodles! :)

When I said if I could vote in the Presidential Elections, I'd vote for Kerry? Oops. I've changed my mind. I blogged halfway through the debate, but after the debate, I began to support Bush. As in, sure, Kerry is a better debater. But hey. He's a lawyer. If he can't win at words, I don't know what he's been doing all his life. Moreover, Kerry for all his 'I have a plan's, he doesn't seem to have any. In the sense that, he's been saying, I am going to spend this much here this much there, and I am going to balance the budget. Okay. He's proposing to cut taxes, to increase expenditure, and he intends to balance the budget? It makes so much sense. When asked where does the money come from, he sidesteps the question. How intelligent.

Sure. Bush turned a budget surplus of I think a few trillion dollars into a deficit of 400+ billion dollars. But hey. America is at war here? You need money for war? Bush is trying to not only rebuild his country, but also has to try to help in Iraq. Okay. So the war is his fault. But if he made the mess, let him clean it up. Both Kerry and Bush are idiots. And how can anyone say that Kerry is the less of the two evils? (I think I did once. forgive my stupidity) Don't merely quote what you don't know. Kerry doesn't have a chance to prove he's the less of an evil yet. If and when he becomes the C-I-C, I bet the Americans will rue Nov. 2nd. In an election that concentrates not on the candidates' merits but on their faults, how can either not be an 'evil'?! The poor rich free-country of the world. ;)

Okay, more relevant stuff to my life and probably not yours here. Went to school today for GP lecture. Turned out that those who turned up were so few, there wasn't enough to even fill a classroom. How nice. :/ Anyhow, LianChoo said to aim for an A2 for gp at the A's. It sounds really sad. As in, an A2. I don't know. I guess my GP kinda sucks balls eh?

After that, I headed down to PS Times to collect or rather buy the stupid Boey that someone stole. (You idiot. I hope you rot in hell for stealing my book) That measly thin piece of trash cost me SGD 10.40. Goodness. What on earth is SG coming to?! Hyper inflation. Ugh. Okay, I bought like stuff from Watsons too. To save my face and hair. Anyway, I overspent like crazy. I spent SGD 80 + from my mommy's cash. It's the deposit from the bbq. Ooops. Haha, I had better find a way to put the cash back! :)

Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I've been given.

I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language,
I don't understand.

I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
'cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

I don't wanna die,
But I ain't keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
I'm preparing to leave her.

I scare myself to death,
That's why I keep on running.
Before I've arrived,
I can see myself coming.

And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.

I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
There's a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face, it's a real big place.

Today because I didn't have my computer switched on, I was sort of making notes about SG Idol. So here goes my boring views again.. :)

Daphne sang Blame It On The Boogie, and I really wish I could. It totally didn't fit the genre of disco. The rhythm too slow, her performance was dull at best, and her singing was alright, but didn't do justice to her usual performance. And her eyeliner was so damned thick so as to make her eyes look bigger, but ended up giving me trouble to see the whites of her eyes! :/

Sylvester sang what? Was it Lets Goove Tonight, or Lets Groove Tonight or Lets Move tonight?! I absolutely couldn't hear what he was singing. He was going 'alrighe alrighe (alright)', 'my loe (love)' and 'you'll fine(d) a peace of mine(d)' and I was like. huh!? especially at the last bit where he was singing something like 'boogie on aire' or something. I simply couldn't tell. That's who you guys want to be the SG Idol?! God don't embarrass us thusly. A malaysian, an Indonesian has better pronunciation skills than us?! Horror of horrors! *gasp*

And Leandra. What was with her hair?! Half of her song wasn't remotely disco, it was utter and total pop. Ugh. Her vocals this time round was 'bleargh'. Could It Be Magic? more like Could it be monstrous? Hell yeah.

Jerry. Hah. What can I say about Jerry that I haven't said before? Haha. Nothing. It's all been said and done. No need to waste my breath.

Christopher. OhMyGosh. What on earth was he attempting?! Dick Lee said what was on my mind, 'cept I was thinking of 'retching' instead of 'vomitting'. Hah. He sounded like a horrible parody of Mickey Mouse. :)

Maia. Hah. Her perfomance belonged on a bartop instead of on the Idol stage. She's damn boring, and she's a horrible performer, she looks like an utter slut. She has a same ol' routine all the time. So boring. Wiggle your hips, show your boobs, wear a short skirt or low top, shake a bit more, jiggle your boobs. Typical whore. Ugh. It'll be a sad day in Singapore if she indeed wins the Idol.

Olinda. From a butch into a mamasan!? What!? But good performance anyhow. :) But her performance is still quite boring. Her variety is limited to her dressing and not her performance or anything. I think she needs to vary her style a little.

Lastly, Taufik. One more performance like today's or last weeks, and he might jolly well win over everyone. He's a great performer, he hit all the notes well, (unlike poor Chrissypoo's big flop). He's pretty versatile, and maybe he should try to do the BeeGee's next! :)

Worst performer: Christopher Michael Lee
Probable elimination: Jerry or Leandra.
I've been wrong at every turn, and I hopefully can't be wrong again can I?

isn't he just so... *ah*

make that, aren't they.. :)

Together now.. :)

:)
celebrate the love

I can take you up to heaven
and make the stars shine just for you
I can make the world stop
just for that moment when you loved me
if you'd just let me try

I can give you the world
paradise on a silver platter
I can kiss away your pain
and stay till you smiled again
if you'd just let me try

I cry myself to sleep each night,
and I dream of your lips on mine
but when I wake,
all I see is emptiness
I want to hold you and,
tell you its alright
but its so hard when
you're not by my side..

I can be your ray of light
the one who'd always be there,
I can be your one and only
and love you like you've never been loved before
if you'd just let me try

but I cant watch you cry
and do nothing
but I cant watch you sleep
in her embrace
but I cant watch you walk away
and never have the chance to ever say

I love you

i give up typing with proper capitals.

what's a mother board? but even if i get it i'll not know how to fix it, and i'm damn paranoid about losing all my memory. because without all my songs, movies, shows, photos, pictures i'm certain i'd just die! :( really!! so yeah. i'd much rather try to have some guy fix my precious. and i want a new computer. it's so irritating that my computer's just so new. ugh.

anyway, i'm using my brother's computer now, mainly fatboy;s, because the skinny one's at home, and he's gaming right next to me, and i'm really bored anyhow. i hate this keyboard and i hate his mouse. in fact, i don't like everything about this computer. :/

Okay. My computer is spoilt. As in, I can switch it on, but it *beeps* really loudly before switching itself off. So don't look forward to very many posts in the future. Or maybe you can, because I'll just be using my brothers' computers! Gosh, that sounds rather evil.

I'm watching the third and the last Presidential Debate 2004 on CNN now. I wasn't sure what time it was, but when I heard Glenn Ong or someone say that it was on ChannelNewsAsia, I hurried out to turn on the tv, before realising that the picture quality sucks and the satellite transmission was much slower. The only thing I like about CNA is the pretty Korean anchorwoman. :) Anyway, both Senator Kerry and President Bush aren't like too good. As in, I think the US citizens are really quite sad. Those who are not stick-in-the-mud Republicans or Democrats who vote for the same ol' same ol' each time are not choosing which president is the best, but who has the least flaws. What great choices. Ralph Nader is simply not an option. Anyone who votes for him is stupid. Sure, he is a liberal, but hey. He's the one the Bush Administration set up in order to 'steal' some Democrat votes away. He is never going to win. But he's the only one who supports the gay marriage issue. But who cares. He isn't going to win anyway. If I was a US citizen, and could vote, I'd vote for Kerry. And I'd also be one of those working for ACT. Do you know they pay you ten dollars an hour to knock on doors to talk about Bush and his flaws?! Okay, now you do. And their minimun wage is $5.15 per hour. like. Okay. That translates to what? $7 or $8 SGD?! Gosh, that's considered rather good pay! SG should have a minimum wage too. But ours is probably like SGD 3 dollars anyway. Bahh.

All swells just to falls
all ups eventually lead to a down
all gaiety but leads to brevity.
No matter what
nothing will last long.

Perhaps what will be, will be.
But until that day,
shouldn't we always hope?
If hope is lost,
what then do we cling to?

Emotions leave me drained
yet the lack of thereof
leaves me empty.
Will I never find a peace
inside of me?

Being at peace has to be the
ultimate euphoria.
I yearn for such gladness.
Be at peace
be at peace...

Guh. Today was pretty bad. Met up with Ps to get stuff for the teachers cards, and to make them. it looks pretty bad right now. i had envisioned prettier looking ones, but well. we spent forever doing those things. gosh. i felt like i could've died doing them. ugh.

and now about the vodka bit, it's as though no one wants to drink because no one wants to pay. and those who don't mind paying are like a measly five who now doesn't wanna drink because there's like too little people drinking, and the fun's gone. like.. okay. it's annoying me really. and i wanna strangle people. i'm having some issues with mental violence right now. give me a while to get it down. anyway, yeah. i'm annoyed because i wanted to drink, and everyone's being such a prick. anyway, who wants to drink right, tell me okay. because i really wanna. if there's really too few of us, we'll see how aiights?

also, quite a few people are intending to leave early. which is irritating too. i dislike people who leave early. it's like unwrapping your christmas presents. you get the good bits, leave behind the trash for someone else to clear it. okay. it's quite a bad eg. but ahh. who cares. but mainly, try to stay for a longer while, because if everyone leaves early, it's gonna be so boring.

god. this bbq which seemed like fun over the weekend seemed to have shaped itself to be an utter bore today. god. i hate today.

This is such a rotten morning. I hate it already.

Woke up at a painful 830. What for?! I'm not going to school or anything. Ugh. And received a message from Toe who said LianChoo said that we couldn't hold the bbq at her place tomorrow, so I had to rush down to my place's clubhouse-ish thing to book the bloody pit. And I realised that I needed $150 deposit, so I had to call home to get my brother to bring 150 down. So I waited. After a while, I called home again to ask if the maid has left yet. So my smartass fatboy said, no. Where is he gonna get the money from. I was like, argh you idiot. KILLKILLKILL. So I relatively calmly told him where, and bade him to ask the maid to hurry down. Oh, but guess what. I saw the maid talking to some other maid at the top of the stairs. I was at the clubhouse, which is near the bottom of the slope, and she was right at the top. We were really far apart, but there's a clear line of vision. So I couldn't shout without sounding like a total hussy. I had stood there, hands on hips, fuming silently. Ugh. And I knew it was her, because I saw her scurrying down. ARGH. Made me stay and sweat in this hot sun, for her stupid chitchat with a stupid maid. Ugh.

KILLKILLKILL!!!


But on a brighter, lighter side, Robbie Williams and Rupert Everett sang a duet. That is just so straight. Haha. Anyhow, Rupert Everett has a nice singing voice! It's pretty sexy! God. I feel like I'm about to drooooool all over again. :) And I know I'm really slow, but I really just discovered this! And it's damn nice! :)

Just one small insignificant little detail in my life, and a posed question made me realise how easy I jump to conclusions. It's as though there's nothing between A to Z, and that from A, there is no other way to go, but to go to Z. I can't go to 9 or I can't go to IX (roman numerals here). Is it just me, or is it the same with everyone? It's a rather self absorbed manner of thinking, and a rather simplistic way of thinking isn't it? But then, this itself, is a paradox, for how can thought be simple? Thought is in itself, a process more complex than how the body works. Because unlike the way your hands move or how you breathe, there is no definite thought process. Yes, they can try to rein in your thoughts by creating a fence, or boundaries to make you follow the way you are supposed to think, but they cannot force it upon you, and thought is perhaps the most free-willed noun in the whole english vocabulary. It is the same for all, and yet different. Why do my thoughts differ from that of my brother's, for example? Even as early as children, there are such different thought patterns. Why are some children precocious, and some just plain silly? Is there or will there ever be an answer to something as complicated as the thought process?

But I digress, I was referring to how easily one jumps to conclusions. Through some experiences, I should say that I'm not the only one. Perhaps it's that people are innately self-conscious. And that we naturally assume that much of what is being spoken is about ourself. But I'm digressing again, because what I mistakenly concluded was an affair that had remotely nothing to do with my being. But yes, I jump to conclusions about myself as well. Why do we do it? I had that very presumption the moment I saw those lines. It was a niggling feeling at the back of the mind. The then immediate reaction was one of some amusement, but the presumption was always present. And over time, when each passing day seems to reaffirm the faint, yet ever present idea, the presumption began to assume a firmer stance, and began to portray itself as being more and more realistic.

Oh why do I bother with this anyway. No one probably knows what I'm talking about, and it's quite so insignificant, I bear no wish to talk any further about it.

This is such a psuedo-sophisticated post. I almost want to retch over my poseur behaviour. Almost.

Well, here we are again
I guess it must be fate
We've tried it on our own
But deep inside we've known
We'd be back to set things straight

I still remember when
Your kiss was so brand new
Every memory repeats
Every step I take retreats
Every journey always brings me back to you

After All the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall
After All that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me, After All

When love is truly right
This time it's truly right
It lives from year to year
It changes as it goes
Oh, and on the way it grows
But it never disappears

Always just beyond my touch
You know I needed you so much
After All, what else is livin' for?

I've been leading a relatively vice-free life. I mean, I haven't been out on late nights clubbing, pubbing at all for close to 10 months. It's like, wow. And I haven't been drinking for close to 4 months. It's quite a feat I should say. Not even the dull beer or wine. Although I fully intend to rectify this problem soon. Very soon I hope. Maybe now, but I don't wanna open my Johnnie yet, and I was thinking of saving what's left of my vodka for tues. How.... :(

This is to Szuyu:

He's cute la! why do say he's not! :\

You have bad taste! :)

Death to you nincompoops. Death to you, you bigots. Death to you, you, you, ughhhhh.

There's two things I know for sure:
She was sent here from heaven and she's
daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and
I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;
"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right
to deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet 16 today
She's looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.

But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy,
But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong I must have done something right
to deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure -
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
She leaned over gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, Daddy - it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right.
To deserve your love every morning and butterfly kisses-
I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.

I know I gotta let her go,
but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.


God. It's so damned sweet. :( I actually cried while listening and reading the lyrics.. :(

my speaker works

My speaker works!

My speaker works!

My speaker works!

My speaker works!

MY SPEAKER WORKS!

WAHAHA!

(crazed laughter echoing)

Okay. I'm bored. MSN was really annoying today. I couldn't sign in for the better half of the day, and my computer was all weird-ish today. It was alright, and didn't hang at all, but maybe I'm speaking too soon. mmm.

Anyhow, I just remembered something I wanted to blog about Singapore Idol, but in my anger yesterday, it slipped my mind. Why do Singapore Idol finalists keep singing Beatles songs for their groups songs? I mean, have some different things! It's quite icky to hear songs that I like get remade into songs I don't like. The most recent pop song was the stupid Jessica Simpson's version of Angel. You dumb Robbie wannabe. Ugh. And it's less than a week to his ALBUM release! Now ain't that coool! Go buy it!

And because of their weak imitation of American Pie, I have Don McLean running in my mind.. Singing, bye bye Ms American Pie, drove me Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.... and moree... Gosh. Which also reminds me of Madonna's rendition of it. That wasn't bad... But Don McLean's is still the better one.

I've finally gotten rid of the stuff that Daphne gave to me. Okay, I know I'm like really slow at it, but I didn't want to do it while I thought that I might regret, and now I am absolutely sure of what I want, and yeah, it's probably in the trash by now. I gave some stuff to my maid though. Lots of it are still new because I was reluctant to use it at the start, and now it seems such a waste to throw it away, so I kept some really cute and pretty things, but everything with her face, her words I've dumped. Yeah.

How could I throw everything away? I mean, my precious Stinky was given by her, but I love him for what he is -- stinky. Okay. I'm digressing a bit here. But anyway, Stinky is really adorable and smelly. But it's in a good way of course! :) I've not much else to blog right now..

Toodles!

Through an insignificant, not outstanding conversation with Yeli, I find the idea of me, 'getting it on' with another girl, utterly and completely repugnant. I think it's alright if someone else does it. Just not with me. Yeah. And I think I'm completely straight now. As I said to Yeli-ah, I'm straight as a YARDSTICK. :) So stop pegging me as crooked. I'm still an avid supporter of homosexuality, but I'm just not into it. At all. Not even in a strictly romantic away. Yeah. It's weird.

Oh, but I still find gays hot! :)

Singapore Idol.

Like, okay, Leandra the-ugly-girl-with-bad-hair-and-bad-dressing-style got through.. Okay, it's not that unacceptable.
Christopher the-one-who-seems-to-only-be-able-to-sing-one-kind-of-song got through, okay, maybe there are chicks out there who like fat guys with white smiles.
Daphne the-squeaky-voiced-disgusting-slit-eyed-bimbo got through, okay. It's really hard to believe, but okay, we'll give her wealth the benefit of the doubt.

Jerry Ong that untalented lousy arsehole of a singer got through?! Absolutely the worst singer and performer of the group; Absolutely the most worthless piece of shit who tried to enforce his religion unto the masses through the captive-audience trickeroo; Absolutely the most fake individual who ever graced the screen (imo); Absolutely the most unworthy contestant in the game! Ewwwwww!!

He got through?! What's Singapore coming to? I mean, you idiots who cannot recognise talent over some bloody disgusting piece of shit, don't deserve to even be HERE. Go to America where Bush is still leading the polls. He'll be glad for you. You'll help him win the blasted election! I mean, ughh. He's downright horrible. He has a horrible voice horrible looks, I mean, he looks like a guy who spends more time preening than I do, and he still looks like that?! Wipe that sick expression off his face I say. UGH.

CHRISTIANS STEER CLEAR FROM BELOW

But never underestimate the spending powers of the stupid Christians of his stupid church these days. (Not that Christians are stupid, but the ones who voted him are!!) BAH. Go to hell you stupid ones. You're the ones who will be condemned during your judgement days for being STUPID. (I'll probably be condemned for being condescending, judgemental and very vulgar, but hey, it won't be by your god. Because I'll bet he doesn't fucking exist! All gods are but a figment of well-spoken intelligent person's imagination, who managed to spread their word. and be called prophets) Go suck your own balls. Disgusting Jerry. I had liked the MOUSE dammit.

It was running through my mind non-stop, I just had to get it out of my system somehow. It's such a sappy ballad...

Every day girl I wake up and pray
That you'll come back home
And don't take too long
Cuz since you've been gone
Everything's going wrong
I wish you were here
Holding me near

You know I'd go out of my mind
If you ever left my heart behind
So I'm begging you please
Bring your sweet love back to me
Please come back to me

If I don't have you
To hold on to
I can't go on
In this world alone
Baby baby it's true
If I don't have you
If you said goodbye
Girl I would die
I'm a star with no light
A day with no night
If I don't have you

Late at night I reach to hold you tight
But you're not there
You're just not there anymore
I know you still care
And oh how I miss
Your soft and love
Lovely kiss
You give to me
So tenderly

We used to feel
That time would stand still
When I see you
Baby you will
So hurry home
You know you make me just so

- Sung by Backstreet Boys.

Bahh.
My home's aircon is being repaired right now.
So I can't sleep in the room,
and all the dust is making my nose runny,
and eyes wet.

Okay, I just read some porn.
It was really quite boring.

I can't believe that stupid lousy Boey book
actually costs $10.50 or so. Like, what?
I can write junk like that too. Ugh.

Gosh, I did something so stupid today. I wanted to change my PIN number thinking that it was 51231 but being such a blur idiot, it didn't occur to me until my third try that my PIN was either 866244 or 866242! It's so irritating, and I tried my luck, and blocked my SIM card. I'm just too smart for words right? Eugh. Anyway, lucky me, remembered my mom's IC and managed to save me the embarrassment of telling my mom! :)

And Marcus. I have a guestbook.. :

imo, I think that this week's episode is quite disappointing. I felt like Both Elvis' songs were butchered, sung by Maia and Sylvester. They were not bad, but they just didn't do justice to the King! Another singer who didn't do justice to the song is Daphne. Like, what did she do to QUEEN!?! Eugh. David Yeo was just, plain. But I still like him!
The best performance of the day was by Taufik. What a surprise right? I loved the great balls of fire. Okay, so maybe he won't be voted out this week.
Olinda's voice was good, but I was very turned off by her really flabby tummy. That I saw it jiggling like siao during the performance. It's horrible!!!
The most horrible performance(s) of the day was by Christopher Michael Lee and Jerry Ong. Him again!! Haha. Chrissypoo will probably not get eliminated, and Jerry might not get eliminated because his supporter will vote more for him, because of feared retaliation of Jeassea's elimination. Not that it is really related, but well, you know, rabble sense, shan't pretend to understand. Plus, it's easier and cheaper to vote for one person than to vote for eight..

My prediction for this round is Jerry or Leandra. Most probably the former. Leandra didn't stand out at all today..

Yeah. What the title says! The more important things down first,

• We've got the place to hold the barbeque down. It's at LianChoo's place.
• School ended at 8.30am for the class.

Yeah, we ended damn early, but couldn't leave the school openly, so a couple of us squeezed into Angela's brother's car (which is a Santa Fe btw). Vic and I stuffed ourselves in the boot, Angela and candice were hiding in the second row's leg-area (i have no idea what's it called), and Serena pretended to be a J1. And we got out. It was quite fun, but somehow, it sounds much less fun now. In fact, it sounds boring. Okay. Anyway, it was fun. The boot's quite comfy actually, just that it's damn hot.

After that we had breakfast at Mac's, and went home around 1030.. :)

Met Neo in town to watch Vanity Fair. The movie itself is alright. But I hate it. Does it make sense? I hate it that my Rawdon got murdered so Becky could be with that ugly monster of a weirdo. And Amelia Sedley is so stupid. And Rawdon is dead. And Rebecca for all her wits, is so dumb. And Rawdon died because of her stupidity. And the Marquis of Staind(?) for being such a stupid jackass. And Rawdon died. And Rawdon Crawley, Captain, Colonel, Governor DIED. Argh.

He's quite cute right? He looks better in the show. Really. :)

I'm quite bored, there's not much sports to watch on the telly these days. I've decidedly become a great fan of tennis. I mean, more as a spectator sport than aught else. I think it must be because it seems like quite a romantic game. I don't know why. Despite not wanting to watch a sappy romance, I think I'll catch Wimbledon, because, well, it's tennis. I prefer watching Men's Singles though. Doubles take some fun out of watching, because it's more about teamwork, and I can see enough teamwork in football and rugby. Women's singles lack the strength and speed of the Men's game. Yeah. Plus there are quite a few goodlooking guys in tennis right now. :)

I'm quite bored. My blog is really annoying. It won't publish itself. Grrrrrr.

Okay. I've got a new template, because the previous template looked horrible in anything less than a 1180 resolution, and since I realised most people use a lower resolution, I'll sort of go with the flow. Anyway, I've gotten rid of the chatterbox and placed a link to the guestbook. And the guestbook template is really quite a shameless ripoff of Szuyu's template. It's less cute and less bright, but yeah, I stole her html coding! Without her knowledge. The poor girl. Yeah.

School was alright but boring today, went down at 11, and I realised they took down who comes in late. What an annoying habit for them. They didn't do it on Monday or Tuesday. But tuesday I went to school around 1, so maybe it doesn't count. Okay. Tomorrow I have to go to school at NORMAL time. What a death-defying feat. Why, I might actually die of lack of sleep! *gasp*

I don't know what's wrong with me now, I'm quite braindead after seeing so much html coding for the day. Yeah, I'll go to reply some emails now.

Toodle!

This sucks. Compare my brother's prelim results and mine.

He has 7 points, I have EOO and B3.

I think I might as well begin to plot my suicide. :(

Happy 18th Birthday Chrystle!!

Bah. I'm quite bored now. I'm wishing Chrys a happy birthday here, which I highly doubt she'll even see.

School was alright today. Didn't go down to school at the normal hours. First time I'm being so pai ever! Okay, at least the first time in the year! :) My earhole that I pierced, because I liked the pain, closed up last night. I'm pretty unperturbed by it, because I can simply pierce it again! :) And I did a couple of essay outlines during the weekend. Isn't everyone just so proud of me? I am!! :) I kept showing it off today in school. Everyone must be so bored of it by now. But too bad! ;)

A disappointing draw... 1-1,
Saved by a late 81st minute goal by Alan Smith,
The first goal scored by the idiot Downing of Boro.
Damn Boro.

We need a stronger midfield...
Why buy so many strikers when the midfield is the more crucial factor?
Sell Saha, O'Shea (who played like shit today), and
Djemba-Djemba or Bellion. :

The famed Wayne Rooney was such a disappointment.
Go Liverpool, beat Chelshit. Eurrgghhhh!!

Damn. I wanna be Aragorn.


mmm. there's a qn on gay porn.


Hah! I cheated to get this! Gollum! Gollum! Nasty little hobbitses! The fat one! My preciousssss

He looks damn good here. (As usual!) But you can see that it's airbrushed.. His freckles are gone. I adore freckles! :) So cute! He's still cute anyhow!!!! :)

*squeeeeeee*

I just found out, through browsing through sgforums (I think), that Jerry Ong, the lousy singer who got through yesterday, is from CityHarvest. Does that explain anything to anyone??

What happened!!!!??!?!?!?!?!

Note all the excessive punctuation. What are they doing. Jerry got through?! My goodness. What is wrong with Singapore?! Jeassea is out!?! Like WHAT! What!? I'm too freaking astounded. Eeeew. I wanna smack Jerry's face. He always has that disgusting look on when he gets through. Ugh. Kick. Him. Out.

Anyway, when Beverly got out, I wished her back in. If I have my choice, I'll choose Jerry to be out, and Daphne, that lil' rich whiny witch. But of course, it is plain that I am not frigging rich, and thus I have no choice over it. So now, I'll wish for David Yeo to be the SG idol. Because he sang Lionel Ritchie, and didn't butcher it. Unlike that stupid Jerry (useless-bum-of-a-disgusting-howler) Ong.

Another reason to dislike Jerry Ong: he shouldn't have thanked his God on tv. There's nothing wrong with being religious and thanking your gods, but he shouldn't have done it in Singapore where there is a multi-racial society, and multi-religious one too. Because it's live, and we, the TV audience are in fact, like Lian Choo once said in class, a captive audience. And this does prove something about Singaporeans. We are religious-tolerant. Because he got in. I would've wished it another way. Go Jemaah Islamiyah! Bomb his house. With him inside it. Then he would be forced to withdraw! Because he probably won't be around anyway! :)

I'm pretty upset over Jerry's getting through. He is a merely passable singer who goes around ruining every song he sings. Kick him out the next round I say. kick him out. Along with Taufik and Daphne!

Oh yeah, the JI thing, is not meant to be taken seriously. In fact, nothing is really meant to be taken seriously. If you want something serious, you'd be at cnn.com or bbc.com (note I didn't say channelnewsasia), and not perusing this rambling journal, and learning about this crazed author's life.

I realised that I didn't blog about yesterday's show. Anyway, I'l just say that I think that the poorer performance of the night came from the guys.

The worst imho, is probably from Jerry. He had pretty much butchered Dan Fogelberg's Leader of the Band. It's my favourite song by Fogelberg! And he just ruined it. The song was supposed to sound mellow, and rather melacholic, but what did he do? He just made it sound like some stupid pop song that N'Sync (or backstreet boys) might have done. Ugh.

Christopher Michael Lee was pretty bad. I think no one save for Josh Groban, should do a Josh Groban song. He didn't smile at all, and he looked, kinda fat. When he smiles, he looks so much better.. Advice? Smile.

Taufik? What did he do to that song!!! I don't know what can be said about him that isn't already said! Just kick him out.

I thought David Yeo did well. I love Lionel Ritchie songs. Another really good singer he could probably try would be Luther Vandross. Like maybe, Dance With My Father. I'm beginning to like him. As in, I quite rather hated him in the past, but he was damned adorable yesternight.

Sylvester 'Sly' Sim.. Like, huh? Who? I don't remember anything about him at all. He blended in too well.

Maia. I think her performance this round is far better than the last one. But after ruining Beyonce, how can it get worse?? Beverly... She still has a big nose. I like her better than last week, at least she's showing more self-control now.. Jeassea I think she'll probably get through, but not win, simply because she's not a local. She's pretty hot though. Her performance was pretty alright, but it just didn't stand out. Yeahh. Olinda was well, just alright. I don't think she did that song justice. Daphne Khoo should stop sounding so whiny. That lil' rich witch will get in, because she's rich. But whether she'll win, it's gonna see how much money she has.

And I forgot who's the last. Ooops. Haha.

My prediction: Jerry Ong and Beverly Morata.

Happy Childrens' Day!

Okay, I'm pretty bored. School was alright today, small little bumps along the way, but it's all okay. It wasn't so good because I was having a lot of trouble keeping awake, so I fell asleep instead. During both the lit lessons! It was quite bad, 'cause I haven't been sleeping during classes for the longest time! Anyway, because of Joy and her Chicago lyrics (you're the meaning in my life, you're the inspiration), I have After All stuck in my head now. Okay, so it's a different song, but somehow they're related. or at least they are to me!) And I'll probably post the lyrics somewhere later..

Because my Econs group has a 3 period break, Angela and I headed down to the library, where she went to do some studying (I think), and I went to read more about Tolkien's world. And after a short while, I grew bored, and went to watch Fellowship in the library. Because of the lack of time, I watched only the last disc. (It's a VCD. Our school can't be that rich right?) So I was watching the part where Boromir fell in defence of Merry and Pippin, and I felt so sad! Especially his last words. His guilt over how the Ring took control over him, and how he scared poor baby-blues away. :( So SAD!!! He was probably my favourite man in the novel. Or maybe Aragorn, who is kinda wishywashy I think, so it's probably Boromir. But I love the elves, and I'm still very irritated that Arwen rode Asfaloth, and was the one who aided Frodo in escaping. I do not like movie-verse Arwen. Liv Tyler is so pretty though.

There's a difference la you nutcase! In case you can't see, my saccharineweetness blog doesn't have any new entries at all!? Whereas my perfect-murder one, which is this one, has all the new entries?! I wanna strangle you, you dumbassidiot! Stop commenting in my CHATTERBOX! I said, IN THE ENTRIES!!!