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2010-05-13T19:01:00.007+08:00

Zomg, it's almost been a month since I posted. Too busy jugglin a lot of commitments. Well, atleast CCA is over for me now.
Speaking of CCA, MOE gave my school a quartz trophy for being participants in the national comepetition. =.= to the max. It's so wtf lah, but I got a $10 Border's gift card out of it, so I'm not complaining. :D

I just realised I'm a more optimistic person compared to the start of the year. Unless my stupid calculator refuses to turn on, which pisses me off. It didn't turn on today, and today was my A level practical exam. Stupid right?! Lucky I brought my secondary school calculator and I slammed my not working calculator on the table to make it work. I have no idea how I'm going to survive without a calculator. Especially when all the subjects for maths is so dependant on it. It bloody costs $180 lah, don't know whether to replace or not.

Anyway. school has been looking good so far. From being a complete failure at studies last year, to the black horse this year (no, I'm not referring to my skin tone, I'm NOT black). I'm consistently scoring As and Bs now, except for physics, which I consistently fail. Actually I know every single concept in physics. But don't know how to apply. Sian...

I finally broke into a B for GP! Which makes me uber happy, but still, can push more. Hopefully, I get (almost) straight As for my A levels. It will get tough going, but heck, I don't know why, I still want to do it. Of course, my results slip will be tainted by a stupid C for tamil =.=

And then, my classmate polluted me with Korean Music. I always thought K-pop sucked because of people like WonderGirls and what's their name, but I found DBSK and Big Bang. Love at first sight! Not only are they majorly talented, but they are freaking hot (no plastic surgery, au naturale). They dance like, water flowing in the Kallang River! Case in point:

They danced throughout the whole song, almost anyway, no cuts until the stupid ninja dancers came in. It's madness, they put in so much effort in it! Too bad they're having ahuge-ass dispute with their company. Stupid company doesn't know what they losing.

There's 3 REALLY REALLY hot guys in DBSK that deserve special metion.

Guess what, this dude's only 19! Chagmin confesses to the leader of the band what he did to his phone, which is mega funny, because of all the voluntary sound effects he adds in.

Yunho said, "So it was you?!" Changmin hurriedly said, "No wait, let me explain" hahahahah

And then there's Micky, with his really bad Korean, English and French. He mostly speaks his own language, not complaing though:D The man can't speak for nuts, wonder how he got into a boyband

Wierd hairstyle, but he's majorly cute when he smiles

His french for Hello become Bonzoo instead of Bonjour. Still love him though

And then there's this not so cute guy, who can't soeak english for nuts. Watch him figure out what Long time No See means to him.

AND THEN AND THEN, there's BIG BANG! With this so incredibly hot T.O.P He has dark brooding eyes that when he looks into the camera, looks like he can see through you. I of course, melt.

Watch him appear suddenly from a dark corner. He raps like a machine, you know, like those systhesizers (1:40)

And then, he does this really cute stuffs. One of them being:

Sheesh, it's 8 already. Have to go do maths. Sigh

2010-04-15T19:06:00.002+08:00

WWWWWAAAAAAZZZZZZZUUUUUUPPPPPPP!
Haha, love orange. You know, my debates coach (who is 25 and going to be a lawyer), excitedly told me that there were 2 new episodes of Annoying Orange on Youtube. How does he know? He subscribed to the channel =.=

Speaking of my coach, I'm gonna miss my debates team. Last Wednesday was our last training session. And my coach is gonna be really lost without us because there are so many juniors, and he can't just hold one debate per session if he wants to train everyone equally. It's unlike our batch where we had like...10 of us? Which made his life much easier.

I just realised that I have to collect my A level results 3 times.
First time: Taking my tamil results
Second time: Takng my Project Work results (which is tomorrow, gasp!)
Third time: Next year, when I get my full cert

I really hope I get an A for my PW. Either that or a B. I worked so hard for it, almost cried doing the report. I hope and pray that all the hard work pays off. And my PW teacher is no longer in JJ, but she's on Facebook, I hope my whole class does her proud.

Speaking of making teachers proud, it's already April, for god's sake. Another 8 more months and I'm GRADUATING. It seems like just last month when I first came to JJ. I still vividly remember getting my O level cert. And now, I'm going to sit for my A levels and technically become an adult.

Which is why I need to think about what I'm going to do after my As, and the rest of my life. Pretty daunting, yes? I know I want to be in media, but there are these people called parents. They're so bent on getting me into medicine/dentistry/law.

Why I can't take law: I honestly believe lawyers are criminals and will go to hell. Defending a murderer. Seriously?
Why I can take dentistry: Phfft, look at me. And you expect me to look into people's mouths every damned day?
Why I can't take medicine: I'll probably end up murdering someone.

You realise these kind of jobs are so bloody repetitive? I mean, if you're a heart surgeon, you have to keep doing heart bypasses until something else comes up in your patient? And don't get me started on dentists. Do cleaning eveyday. Ughh

Cannot tahan lah, I confirm will quit after 2 months. I need change! Wake up every morning looking forward to doing something different, tackling a new challenge. Like directors. Every day wake up and you immediately have visions of how the movie will play on the giant screen and you make it happen!

I WANT TO BE IN THE FILEM/MOVIE INDUSTRY! But Singapore has no place for these kind of people and I have to go overseas. $.$

But for now........Study for A levels. I actually just started to plan my time. Which I think will be more productive.

Sigh, time to stick to my plans. But I'm watching Skins. Hah

2010-03-28T22:05:00.002+08:00

Dear TNFs,
Here's to five years of running our nerdy freakshow successfully. It's been turbulent at times, but hey, look at where we are now. What didn't kill us made us stronger. The. 3 years I have been very closely knit with the group has been the best few years of my life. It may seem like I moved on in jc, but believe me, I haven't. I always look back on the days where we were together. And I think, if I had to go through the o levels again just to be back in secondary school, I would.

I owe a sincere thanks to each and everyone of you. You have made me understand what it is like to laugh, to cry, to share tears, joys and problems. You guys have helped me through more than you can have eve imagined. Settling my anger with my parents, pointing out that I was doing something stupid by fawning over someone and helping me find something I was good at outside of studies. I have never been so headstrong in my views and how I voice them, and I partially owe it to you.

I truly hope be pray for the day to come when in 10 years, I can look at everyone of us and say: We made it. I want to say we made to together, yet apart. I want us to be successful in whichever field you choose to enter and still be in contact with one another.

Till then, I hope everyone takes good care of themselves and follow your dreams. Don't give in to pressures and keep your head straight when making decisions.

I also hope we have another BBQ, because I'm craving for honey hotdogs and crabmeat with seasalt. :D

PS: I think you have a right to know this, but I just found out that my parents are hell bent on getting me arranged with someone. In a good 6 years or so. You know what to so when the time comes :D

2010-03-20T22:21:00.002+08:00

I just fell in love with Jay Sean. He's. So. Hot. Like OMGWTF hot. And he's Indian, which is a bonus. It's such a pity he's nottaking the world by storm like Lady Gaga is, cuz he's got this fabulous voice that just melts my heart. It's so soothing lah. Plus he's hot. And he knows it.

Like Sam (as in my deabtes team Sam, not Mighty Mouse Sam) says, British artists are so much better than American ones. American ones are so full of themselves and overrated.

Sigh....*melts*

He's damn funny lah, he's Indian (Punjabi) but he still makes fun of the Indian accent. "But your suit is so sikly, it's like a mirrrrrrerrrrr. This is verrrrry bad, don't do it." And then he switches to his real accent, which is British. And then he explains the logic of his song Down. "I'm saying roti is ready, come down". My god I want to hug him. Champagne=Cham-pag-nee. OMG HE'S SO CUTE!

My fave song from him. Actually all his songs rock lah. But the meaning is just superb.

Apparently, he is married. Which totally broke my heart when I found out. And if that bitch in the video is his wife, then she's damn ugly. I know I sound like a homewrecker, but I hope they break up.

You, Said it once
Said it twice,
Said it hurts, but I do it again
I don't change, I don't learn, cause I can't let it end
Said it's gone, let it be, 'cause you don't need a friend
Baby I do,
I pull and you push and we cry
Till we laugh again I
Promise you, you promise me back and then why
Does it all fall apart in just a matter of time...

So I'm thinking maybe
You've made up your mind
'Cause you're distort (distort)
And I can't stand to fight no more
So please don't make me hurt you like I do
I don't really trust myself to leave,
Eventhough I hear you sayin' baby no, no
(no, no, nonono, nono)
I can't take no more of this still
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on your door
Askin' if you still let me in
Won't you stay (ay, ay, ay, Baby ... ay, ay, ay, ay ay,...ay, ay, ay, ay...)
Won't you stay?

Memories of the fun that we had and photographs on the wall
Now I can't make you smile or hear you laugh anymore
And I can't help or ask, that's the point of it all
Tell me Baby,
Call it love, call it blame, call it joy, call it pain, But I fell, call it girl what you may but its painful as hell
To be here while you're there don't need nobody else...

So I'm thinking maybe
You've made up your mind
'Cause you're distort (distort)
And I can't stand to fight no more
So please don't make me hurt you like I do
I don't really trust myself to leave,
Eventhough you're telling me
oh no, no
(no, no, nonono, nono)
I can't take no more of this still
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on your door
Askin' if you still let me in
Won't you stay (ay, ay, ay, Baby, ay... ay, ay, ay, ay... ay, ay, ay, ay...)
Won't you stay?

If it's all meant for me
And if I'm so meant for you
Why does this have to be so hard on both of us two
If it's all meant for me
And if I'm so meant for you
Why does this have to be so hard on both of us two

Still you're sayin' no, no (no, no, nonono, nono)
I can't take no more of this and
And I'm knock, knock, knockin' on your door
Askin' if you still let me in
Won't you stay (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay... ay, ay, ay, ay... ay, ay, ay, ay...)
Won't you stay?
Won't you stay (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay... ay, ay, ay, ay... ay, ay, ay, ay...)
Won't you stay?

He's wife is in one of the videos. I hope she dies. Seriously. She's damn irritating lah, and obviously a gold-digger and fame whore.

2010-02-15T18:19:00.001+08:00

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it
Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don't care

It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the ice burg
The sun before the burn
The thunder before lightning
The breathe before the fraze
Have you ever felt this way?

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
You're whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone
Have you ever been touch so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?

It's only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table
The walk before the run
The breathe before the kiss
And the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way?

La La La La La La La La

There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee,
Calling me sugar
You called me sugar

Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight
Have you ever held your breathe and asked yourself will it ever get better than tonight?
Tonight

What wouldn't I do to tell you everything. But I can't.

2010-01-23T00:42:00.001+08:00

Yay! Finally get the time to update my blog!!!

But I'm so screwed cuz I have ALOT of work to do, but I'm still online. Hehe.

Anyways, I went to India twice in 2009. One with my College and one with my famiy. First, my trip with my college!

Went there for 11 days and 10 nights. But the first day not counted lah. Our flight was at 11.55pm at night, 5 mins to midnight. Before we borded the plane it's already day 2 =.= Took Jet Airways, steward very hot. Hahaha. Good entertainment but cannot sleep cuz we were all the back. Super noisy. Dinner served at 1am somemore. Where can sleep one?

So we reached Delhi at 2am local time after a 5 hour flight. First reaction when all of us stepped out of the plane "OMFG so cold". It was only about 12 degrees C then and it was set to get worse. Went down to 8 degrees C one night. Cannot tahan, so practically ran to the hotel.

The whole trip was OK, couldn't remeber much of it except that on the last day, we went to Rajasthan, which is 6 hours away from Delhi. The next day was our flight back to SG. We were schduled to reach the hotel at 10pm, but because of a bloody traffic jam, we reached at 3am. We had to report that same day at 4am so we will be on time for our flight =.=

So, Picturesss:

Ok, I'm getting way too lazy. So off to the more imporatant trip: India with my family! *hint hint*

Yeap, so went to India again with my parents but satyed there for only 20 days.
Important events: My cousin turned 1, I learnt to drive in 3 (that's right, 3) days and Cricket Dude came over. Totally made my trip extra worthwhile.

So my cousin turned 1 last year, but he REFUSES to let me or my mum (or anyone for that matter) carry him!!! So picky sia. But he will only go to people who will eventually go out. He abosolutely hates the house. Hahaha. But he is ALWAYS smiling, which is the absolutely most adorable thing ever!!!

Celebrated birth day, blah blah. Very lazy to type leh.

Oh yah, forgot about the issue of marriage. I know one very distant relative who's getting married when she's 19 (and absolutely stunning). I had a childhood friend who I've never seen in 10 years but she's about 2 year older than me. She's been married 2 years. And the relative's younger sister who is 16, is already engaged. And the best part is, she convinced her mum to engage her and the guy she's only seen in a photo. I am so tempted to ask how is it they can agree to arranged marriage.

Got a video on India's answer to the Singapore FLyer. Didn't get on it though, scared later it break then roll to another state.

But I have an incredibly important person to introduce! But he's not alone (with me) lah, got my grandma/mum/uncle/his friend in the frame =.=

Ok, a before photo from 3 years back, if you can see:

And then the most incredible transformation ever:

Where to people transform until like that one!? He lost all his baby fats, grew taller, became more muscular and pierced his ear! He's the one on the ectreme right by the way. The one on the left is his classmate, who is completely scared of my dad. Hahaha!

Comparison time! ME and Vani think he looks exactly like Bharath. It's a really bad editing on my part, but I'm really tired.

Hahaha. Funny sia, Bharath is like overshadowed by CD.

I still remember how I found out that he was in town and was crashing at my place. I was sitting on the swing inside the hall, my back facing the door and my uncle was standing up also facing the door, talking to my grandma and me about something. Then all of the sudden my uncle screams

I look around and see that my uncle is somehow off the ground and arms flailing around (hahaha!). Then he touches the ground and there stands this huge figure. I look closer and then: Heart atttack in 3...2...1. OMFG IT'S HIM! And then I smiled like an idiot for God knows how long because his presence was like finding crude oil when you flush the toilet.

And just when I thought I could get over a crush, he comes and then rekindles the feelings again, and add oil to the fire somemore! I have never felt anything so strong before, given my notorious record for crushes. Sigh...

So we went to the beach (not alone by ourselves, DAMMIT) and took some photos on my uncle's cam and managed to kope them. Printed them somemore.

As you can see, I'm doing everything possible to inch closer to him. Hahah.

The amazing thing is, he's the exact same personality type as me.
He is sarcastic, very stubborn, playful, joker and hates fish. Very very like me. AND AND AND: He wants to study Media too! Wait, there's more: my dad is completely smitten by him. Wahaha.

Oh shit, I think my uncle has kind of gotten the clue. Wahlao, so dead if he knows, cuz he will never let go about it.

Anyway, I have honestly never felt an attraction so strong. It's like "stop thinking about him already" or "stop staring at him!". He's always subconsciously in my head and I have to put in a lot of effort to push him out. He just won't go. To make matters worse, he always appears in my dreams, as hot a ever.

Ok, cheesy girl blogging. Turn away if you're feeling sick after reading the previous paragraph. I'm about to pour my heart out.

In like dunno how many years, I have never ever had such a strong liking for someone else. Especially given my previous record, my feelings are practically boiling in the pit of my stomach. It's so damn strong.

I have never ever wanted to pour out my feelings to anyone I've liked, but with him, it's at the tip of my tongue. But I've never talked to him before. So it's a mad struggle while we were in the same house. At one point, I even pitied myself because I'm such a coward for never approaching such a matter head on.

I've never talked to him and yet, his presence is just comforting. Sounds absolutely cheesy but I feel like I've known him for very long. I feel another long-term crush coming on. God save me, cuz I've suffered enough.

I want to tell him so badly and yet, I'm afraid. How the heck will I get myself out of this rut? It helped so much that the TNFs were there when I needed them the most. They were my voice when I was too afraid to speak. Now who will speak for me when I'm in some far flung nation?

I'm feeling this new kind of feeling in my tummy. It's not butterflies, it's something rearing to come out from hiding. Wonder what the feeling's called.

I need help and I hope he sees this:

Sigh, I'm in love with him lah! Fuck Fuck Fuck.
Dude, I really hope you see this man.

2010-01-18T19:35:00.002+08:00

I really wish I could blog about my India trip(s) but I'm really packed for time! I'm so eggcited to show a pic of certain someone, and I hope he finds it. Hahahaha.

Anyways, came online to wish Tina a Happy 18th Birthday.

Happy birthday hon!
You're 18! Can legally drink ler.
*insert generic happy bday message here, because I can't remeber*

I just realised tat in 2 or 3 years, we'll no longer be teens. We're young adults. *shudder*

2010-01-08T17:39:00.001+08:00

First post of 2010. And it's my A level year. What great joy. Not.

Anyways, my trip to India both with my school and family went great. And I got a surprise treat when I went back to my family in India *hehe* I saw my Cricket Dude! More elaboration and pictures (!!!) in the next post, when I have the time.

Being 2010....RESOLUTIONS! But wait! I shall stick by them as my first resolution is:

1. I shall stick to my resolutions as much as I can
2. Whenever those topical tests come up, I shall mug sincerely for it
3. No more procastination
4. I shall try to meet up with the Band Geeks more often, as much as time permits
5. I shall mug damn hard for Maths and prove my teacher wrong, no matter how sucky maths is to me
6. I shall continue to work hard for Chemistry and show my teacher I have the capability to score consistently good marks
7. I shall continue to show my dislike for my econs tutor :D
8. I shall study hard to understand concepts for Physics
9. I shall write better GP essays, like the people in RJ!
10. I shall try to attend all gatherings by class/TNFs/Band Geeks if time permits
11. I shall be just as prepared (or better) for the A levels as I was for the Os
12. Errrr...
13. I shall try not to be so stressed out for my As (yeah right)

P/S: I have Cricket Dude's pictures!!!

2009-12-28T01:24:00.002+08:00

Sometimes I just wonder. Why do some people get everyone they want when there's so many flaws in them?

The sad thing is people change.

I've never talked to you, but I know you've changed since 2 years ago. And I miss the old you.

And now i wonder why I have never been daring enough to approach anyone. Despite my apparent lack of fear of rejection.

Fuck, I need someone's help.

"Tattoo your name across my heart, so it will remain" - Beyonce

2009-12-22T15:38:00.002+08:00

I saw one of my (really, really) distant relatives a few days back.
et her for the first time.
Absolutely pretty (beats Aiswarya Rai, seriously)
She's 19
And she's moving to France
Why?

She's getting married

.Cue horrified scream.

2009-11-12T21:15:00.003+08:00

H1 General Paper ----- C ----- 96.1 percentile
H1 Tamil ----- B ----- 15.4 percentile (wtf?)
H2 Chemistry ----- B ----- 74.3 percentile
H2 Economics ----- C ----- 61.5 percentile
H2 Mathematics ----- D ----- 45.9 Percentile
H2 Physics ----- D ----- 49.9 percentile

Ranking points: 60

Comments: Nuzrath has shown her appreciation to the College and the wider community, and is discip0lined and motivated in her approach to her studies. Her enterprising spirit was especially reflected when she engaged herself actively in group discussions to create innovation ideas for various projects undertaken. Her conduct is praiseworthy, and she should continue to strive towards even higher standards for studies.

Year in review for JC1: So many regrets.

Regret 1: Not seizing the opportunity to become a councillor. I know I would make a heck of a good one. On the other hand, they're always so busy.

Regret 2: Not joining AYG. 100 hours of CIP leh!

Regret 3: Not taking advantage of the 60% CA. I could have been fully exempted from my exams if I actually bothered to put in a bit more effort.

Biggest regret: Going to a JC =.= Everyone is asking me why I'm there.

I have a lot of work to do.

2009-11-02T14:57:00.003+08:00

BENNY LAVA IS BACK!

I can't stop looking at him! Where got guys so bloody handome one?!
I WANT TO MARRY HIM!
Look at his arms!!!!! *squeal*

I know I have an obbsession with LP (trust me, I still d. I can see them from a mile away), but I never wanted to marry ne of them. Onle because they're already married, happily, duh. But this dude is different!

Oh and his birthday is July 21st. SHAK! Same as you leh. Hahaha

Anyway.
Vani and I were happily talking about Kollywood (aka: the tamil film industry) and everything that is wrong with it. I have come up with a long list. This is why the industry needs us. ~~And I need to meet Bharath~~

1. The directors need to audition stars, not beg for them to come
Which is why tamil movies a so bad. Seriously. If big stars in hollywood have to prove that they fit the role, why can't tamil actors? Directors pretty much fight for actors. Pathetics. Besides, that's how you find talent. To see what I mean, look below. He's called superstar Rajinikanth, but I think he sucks balls. You also won't get older men courting younger girls and pretending they're cool. Case in point:

2. Actors need to act in the age range
What happens when you get a 50 year old man to act like a 20 year old who thinks he's a true black? this:

Fast forward to 5.30 to see what I mean. The lead character is about the same age as his "parents" and it gets even worse when he says "cool" (6.42) and starts speaking english.

3. Women need to wear less skimpy clothes
It's disgusting. They think it's sexy to wear a really tight top that stops below your boobs and shorts so short daisy dukes will be embarassed. Case in point:

And what's up with the obbsession with bellybuttons? You know how much lint is in there?!

4. Just because it's a movie doesn't mean you can dkill someone with one touch
This guy takes the cake when it comes to defying that law. Sigh...

5. If you're a star and rich, you can't defy the laws of physics
I know hollywood does it. It's because their characters have super human strength and abilities, which is shown to everyone in the first place. In Kollywood, even you an I can defy gravity.

Fast forward to 3.30. Oh the horrors.

6. If you can't dance, don't

See, this is why the industry needs me and Vani badly. Hahaha

Anyway, tamil paper wasn't bad. My mum said for my standard of tamil (which is very low. C5 in Os), my paper 2 was damn good. Hahah!

She said maybe can hit B. A if I'm Very lucky.

2009-10-29T21:19:00.003+08:00

A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Dad.'
With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.

Dear Dad:
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am.
But it's not only the passion...Dad she's pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream o f having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy.
In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.

Love,

Your Son John

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer. I love you.

Call me when it's safe to come home.

Barely scraped through year 1. Ok...I haven't gotten my promotion results yet, but at the least I think I got through the 4H2 class by the skin of my teeth.

Somehow I think I might have become complacent because of my O level results. It's not fantastic, no doubt. But I don't know what has gotten into me. Watching fail test after test, I want to do better, but somehow my body doesn't see through it.

Anyway, new year, new slate.

Bharath new movie and he's acting like a nerd! He bloody hot is he? Even my mum said he looks better over time. Like red wine!

Know the movie I posted in the last post. There will be this one part in a song where they will 'sing' about how they need a girlfriend and then they use 3D animation to show their dream girl. And then Bharath will "kiss" the animated girl.

Everytime I watch it (like...10 times this week alone) I get ridiculously jealous! Don't know what is happening to me.

Forward to 2:06 to see what I mean.

Omg I want to meet Bharath! And I can tell him all the similarities we have. Hahah
Like: You know hor...Your name and my name's last four letters aqre the same. And I was a dancer too. All the way to P school but I'll conveniently leave it out. :D

A level Mother Tongue exam on Monday. Wish me luck.

2009-10-24T14:01:00.002+08:00

You turn over all the rocks looking for the right girl
But you don't see who has been helping you turn the rcoks with you
She's the one
And you're bloody breaking her heart

Good news. I'm going to India TWICE this year. Lol.
One for my schools' General Paper trip to New India (ie Delhi, Uttar Pradesh etc) and in December I'm going back to see my family. Kind of bittersweet, the second trip. But still excited. Always wanted to go back to see the Taj.

Sounds surprising but I just fell head over heels over an actor. Not just some ang moh but and INDIAN actor. As in acting in tamil movies. And it's not Dev Patel.
See the guy on your very very left. THAT'S HIM! When I saw his debut movie I thought he was ok...and then I watched the movie again this week. And then...BAM. BTW, his name is Bharat. *sigh*

Actually when I first saw the movie I liked the guy sandwiched in the middle. Then I forgot about him. Hahaha. And I just found out he's 30 and he is an international debater.

And the guy I like suddenly transformed into this:

See no evil. See no evil....

OMFG HE BLOODY LOOKS LIKE CRICKET DUDE! No wonder lah.

You have to watch the intro to his debut movie. Then way they intro all the characters is way too cute! Bharat is the first one to get introduced and his character is such a prev. At first. There's english subtitles. :D

Wait. here's the best part. Bharat and my dad were from the same college. HAHAHAHAHHA x1000. He's one of the most well-known dancers in his college. That's how he got discovered. *floats to seventh heaven*

Anyways. I have a lot of studying to do during my holidays.
1. Study for chem
2. Study for Physics
3. Study for Econs
4. Practice maths
5. Memorise GP stuffs and start specialising
6. Redo all tutorials (both JJ and PJ)

JUST DO EVERYTHING LAH

And I have my MT A level exam in 10 days. Wish me luck.

2009-10-07T21:17:00.003+08:00

Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character - Albert Einstein

The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there's no risk of accident for someone who's dead.- Einstein

Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another that doesn't always make you want to cry
Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in
Perfect couldn't keep this love alive
You know that I love you so I love you enough to let you go

I don't know what to feel, honestly.

I dreamt I overdosed because of all the hatred and unfairness in the world. But you unwittingly stopped me. I'm not close to you, but you are always in the back of my mind. I wonder where this will leave me.

Well, atleast the others say you are pretty good-looking. Success, seeing I have very bad taste in guys

2009-08-28T21:28:00.000+08:00

SPA for JC1 is over! Finally. Got over with it.
BUT
I have my promos in exactly a month's time. And it clashes with F1, what joy.

I thank God for allowing me to spot my mistake in my Physics SPA today. I wrote down all the axes correctly, wrote them down, but I flipped ALL the values. Luckily lah, if not confirm major wrong. But I got really panicky (last 15mins mah) and missed one point. There goes one mark =.=

But it's ok. Avoided a major mistake.

Teachers' Day present: A bunch of marker refills and pen refills. Hahah

And PW is one big, huge headache. I will not be happy if the ministry lifts the stupid subject before I die.

2009-08-21T21:38:00.000+08:00

Things going on right now:
Crap load of tutorials
PW, who can forget
Bunch of random tests
Personal Qualities thingy. I'm screwed.

Things coming up:
PROMOS.
My A level Tamil exams
PW Oral Presentation (40% of A-level grade, ugh)
MAYBE trip to Goldcoast Australia baby!

Next year, A levels. Which I'm SO looking forward to.

And I finnaly found D12's My Band video. Forgot how much I loved it. Link here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TpK4mla0_zI&feature=PlayList&p=1FF908BC278EE7C3&index=2&playnext=2&playnext_from=PL
The last part esp rocks. Eminem do the "salsa". Hahah!

Sigh. I lead a very sad life.

Anyway, to anyone having exams, good luck. And wish me luck too. I need straight Cs.

2009-08-02T15:47:00.001+08:00

If you find a man that's worth a damn
And treats you well
Then he's a fool
You're just as well
Hope it gives you hell

Econs = worst possible subject ever!
Why the heck can't they offer H2 Literature instead? I'll be studying Moll Flanders, who married her half brother, then had 4 other husbands and was a whore for like...12 years? So much more interesting than market structures. Ugh

Either way, it's almost the end of year one for me. On one hand, I want to get the whole JC thing out of my system, do my A levels and get it over with, but I want to make do without all the stress. Must chiong for my promos, especially for Physics.

And maybe, just maybe, I'll be going on a GP trip to Gold Coast, Autralia! Hopefully lah. Quite ex, about $2500. But can always get 80% waiver.

Completely off tangent but anywho, I'm gonna say it.

My dad visited the top medical College in Madras (the top in South India I think) and was telling me how filthy the school toilet where. And nwo I'm itching to ask the dean why is it that medical students, who will, in the future take care of real life people, can't even take care of an inanimate object like the toilet.

Very tempted to ask all Indian medical students that. Seriously, I think Indian doctors (the ones who pay to get through) just make being doctors look cheap and disgraceful.

Like what my dad said to his friend: If someone offers my daughter a medical seat in an Indian college, I'll never let her go.

As if I would let my dad know some college asked me. Just laugh at the phone and say "When you can keep the toilets sparkling clean and when you can convince Mariah Carey ain't young, then I'll join you"

Once more thing. I don't understand why some music devotees only can accept listening to one particular branch of music. And if the band or singer comes up with something fun once in while they point fingers at the poor band and accuse them of selling out. Like how when A7X came up with A Little Piece of Heaven. Cannot have fun meh!? And these stupid devotees think they are being pure to their genre or whatever shit. Speaking of fun....

Oh, great. PW.

2009-07-18T22:59:00.002+08:00

Negelected my blog. Eh, whatever.

Today was my first ever debates competition. Ridiculosuly nerve-wrecking but we had fun at the same time. Almost puked in the second round (when I was speaking) because the motion was about Aliens from outer space.

WTF right?

Oh, the whole debates this year revolved around the theme of International Space, since this year is the International Year of Astronomy.

3 rounds today, won one. The other two we lost was lost by an incredibly slim margin (according to the adjudicator).

My stupid pumps almost broke my ankle and there's a huge ass blister on it now.

FYI: My coach is damn cute! As in good-looking cute. Looks like one child actor from Channel 5 many many years back. Must've seen the look on his face when Khim Geok told him about what I said when I first saw him.

Khim Geok: Coach, do you have any siblings?
Coach: Ya, why?
Khim Geok: Brother?
Coach: Sister
Me: then cannot be lor...were you a child actor?
Coach: No!
Khim Geok: Nuzrath insists that you look like a local chinese actor on Channel 5
Coach: Oh...SHIT!

His reaction was CLASSIC man!

There's still a little kid in him cuz he joked just as obscenely as us. Which was entertaining. Suddenly Jia Jin talked about some girl with saggy boobs that liked her or something. Then coach asked:

So you like saggy boobs or not.

Effin' funny lar!

Anyway, still got one preliminary round to go to next week. Coinfirm never made it to finals but we can get to see Hwa Chong and other schools debate. Learn from them.

Other than that, my results are suffering

Physics: D
Econs: C
Chemistry: C
Maths: B
Tamil: B
GP: A

Seeing a D is so traumatising. In secondary school it's a fail but in JC, a D is a C6. Needless to say my parents are not happy.

It's sunday and Ive still not started my homework
EoM due in two weeks. Arrgh

2009-07-04T21:58:00.003+08:00

Like A Comet
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon

Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon

Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon

Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon

Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon

Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon

But They Told Me
A Man Should Be Faithful
And Walk When Not Able
And Fight Till The End
But I'm Only Human
- Will you be there, Michael Jackson

I still find it hard to believe MJ's dead. Somewhere in me, I'm clinging on to a hope that this was all a stunt or whatever.

It kind of surprises me (and disappoints me) that no one in my generation grew up listening to the wonder that is Michael Jackson. I think I'm the only one. I think I'd say that I grew up listening to Michael Jackson. I started listening to him when I was slightly younger than 2. But it kind of died and it's back again.

And! There's one of his dance steps that is patented! It's from Smooth Criminal. I think ot should be the gravity-defying sideways slant.

Must keep a promise to myself: When and if I go to USA, I MUST visit MJ's grave and Neverland (and Graceland too!)

Had a mad crazy week. I never once woke up at 4.30am to study but I did it for my Physics and I'm only in JC1. Multiply everything by 10 (except for my results) and you get JC2.

Right now, I just hope I pass all my H2s and be able to keep them next year.

2009-06-26T22:53:00.002+08:00

Elvis, JFK, Marilyn Monroe, Michael Jackson. Young, rich, fabulous, tragic heroes.

I don't know if I still beleieve that he's gone. It's deja vu. The same thing happened to me with Steve Irwin. For two days I could not beleive that he was gone.

A part of my childhood just fizzeled away when I heard about MJ's death. I'm not exagerrating. My very first taste of music was from him. As a young child, the only thing I would listen to was Michael Jackson. Other than the occasional techno from the what's-their-name band.

At 3am, unable to sleep, I would bug my parents to play MJ videos. Suckling on a hot milk bottle, and with my cats playing beside me, I would eventually sleep. The reason why I learnt how to use the CD player was because I kept bugging my mother to insert the CD.

Watching the video tribute on MTV, it all came back to me. I knew all his videos, knew all his tunes. Where did it all go during these years?

I thought that the people morphin in the video Black or White, was THE coolest thing on earth (and I just found out Tyra Banks is one of those morphing people). Thriller video just creeped me out. And apparrently, I abosolutely loved the egyptian video.

Beat it cracks me up. The gangsters are so garang and fierce and then they suddenly dance. Very Bolly.

I remember throwing a hissy fit in 1996 (his last visit to Singapore), when my dad told me that MJ came for a concert in 1993. I got pissed because I wanted to see him.

Briliiant voice, fantastic dancer, genius, child at heart, but always the humble man. I don't thing he ever had a happy moment. His life wass all wrapped up in security guards, scandals, paparazzi, fainting fans and illness.

Either way, I hope he rests in peace.

now all that's left of you is some CDs. Which I have to find

2009-06-25T23:50:00.002+08:00

Frist of all: Sorry to Vani, for snubbing you off like that. As you can tell, I'm in a bad mood, and still in a bad mood

This is quite possibly the worst 3 consecutive weeks I've had in my life. I'm dead serious.

I really wished that they close down the college, so that common tests will be postponed, again.

2009-06-20T23:12:00.002+08:00

Graffiti decorations
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question

I just made a big fucking U-turn. Back at sqaure one. No progress. Get the picture?

I feel like banging my head on the table repeatedly. Everytime I finish one fucking chapter after one whole damn day, I flip the page and I see another chapter. You would think that doing well for your Os will give you a kind of edge, but it doesn't. Singapore's education rewards good results wil more work for you to get through.

Studies. I don't know how badly I'm going to do for my A levels, let alone if I can get past my first year. I've done well for my Os. Leave me alone. I really wished my parents will stop harping about how I should get a scholarship. I know I can't make it and I've told them. They're just going to hurt themselves eventually. Their daughter ain't that great. If they wanted a genius, then they should turn to God and ask him why he took away another child of theirs.

Friends.On that end, the people I've come to know and love have moved on. What I have now, are not the people I would call my friends. Everyone is slowly slipping away, one even left my life completely. She'll never return and I can never bring her back. They say mothers are alway right. My mom proved herself to me, she's right again. Once you leave, everyone else will leave. There's no turning back. You shouldn't turn back and walk the opposite direction. You are all gone now. Who do I turn to? It's hard enough that even after 4 years of friendship, I still find it difficult to fully open myself. Where will the next one and a half years leave me?

Love. I need that. A lot of it. I just found out that my parents would never let me cry on their shoulders. I need someone who can lend me a shoulder to cry on. I don't want him to paint rosy pictures and tell me everything is going to be ok (trust me, it never will be ok). All I need is a shoulder to lean my head on, an arm around my shoulder and someone who can help me think straight while I'm crying. I was wrong. I don't know what love feels like, I don't know what it means to fall madly in love. And I'm 16. And I've never been in love.

Identity. I'm back to square one again. Right now, I'm meeting my mentor through Siet. For a medical attachment. I'm starting to question if I really want to go for something I have passion for only on the surface. Scratch deeper and my love for the arts shows. Even accurate personality tests from my college shows I'm leaning heavily towards the arts. It makes me wonder why the hell am I torturing myself with Maths and Physics. I would give up many things to be around music every single day of my life.

One more thing. If worse comes to worse, I'll probably get married after my A levels. One person who wanted to see me get married so badly left all of us. It makes it worse that I'm the oldest in my family's newest generation.

2009-06-13T17:31:00.002+08:00

It amazes me to think: why God put all the fucked-up, money minded people in one country. And they have to either become corrupted politicians or doctors who are really murderers.

Why does He have to be so cruel? He gives you someone to love and then he takes them away from you. Why did he come up with love too? It's so much easier to let go of someone you know but did not have such profound feelings for.

For the fucked up doctor who tried to make money by selling 7 different pills just for a small leg injury to uneducated elderly, screw you to the depths of hell. You took away someone I loved so much. You probably paid your way to some dipshit medical college in India. When I have the money and power, you and your family will be screwed over. I'm not the one to go back on my words. It may take 10 years, I'll still go after you.

And to the rest who have lost someone very dear to you, I cry along with you.

2009-06-06T13:45:00.002+08:00

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!
LP COMING UP WITH NEW ALUM!!! *SCREAMS LUNGS OUT, REFUSES TO TURN OFF CAPS*
AND THEY HAVE TO COME UP WITH A NEW GENRE FOR THEM
I SHALL CALL IT LINKIN-ISM. OR ZE REVOLUTION (AFTER PROJEKT REVOLUTION IDIOTS!)

I AM GOING CRAZY, I KNOW!!!
*TURNS Off caps*

Anyway, I'm back from Bali, which is even hotter than Singapore. I guess it was ok, but I freaking love the Grand Hyatt Bali, Sanur. The service people there rock! It's like...6 plus in the morning and they are all chirpy, saying good morning and everything. And, they clean the whole place by sunrise. The place is huge, 30 plus acres of land.

Bali has this wierd thing for frangipani's and Hyatt's towels smell like them too. The whole garden was filled with those trees. Did I mention that Frangipani trees are homes to Pontianaks, according to Malays.

Besides that, many people think we are from India. One even went "Namaste", if that's how you spell it. But seriously, the Balinese people are so nice to everyone! Atleast to us. Nothing beats the people working at the Grand Hyatt Bali though.

Anyone going to Bali, stay at Bali Hyatt Sanur, although it's 8km away from the capital (Danpasar).

Best part about Indonesia: All their giant fast food chains are Halal! INCLUDING BREADTALK. So can imagine lah...I went crazy there. Their blueberry cheesecake damn nice. There's this chewy layer of baked cheddar cheese before the jam goes on top *drools*

Their whole tiramisu cake is only $21! I think it's 2kg. Where the hell can you get that in SG?

Not many pictures, only pics of sunrise in Sanur. I woke up at 6 for it and it looks like sunset in the pictures. I convinced my parents that it's the damn camera's fault and they should get me a DSLR cam or something.

Just before sunrise. The volcanoe is 60km away from the hotel and it's like...2km vertically, in height. It's the tallest one in Bali.

Speaking of volcanoes, I saw like...4 volcanoes from my plane while I was returning home. One was directly below the plane and the peak was above the clouds. The crater was clearly visible from the plane and it was flying 10km above sea level. The others were pretty far away, but can see all the ridges clearly. Can even see the terrain from up on the plane, which was astoundingly beautiful. I wish I had my cam, but it was on the overhead cabin and I was trying to fall asleep. Thanks to turbulence and a puny plane, the stupid plane shook and I couldn't sleep. Did I mention that I smelt smoke onboard the plane? Some bastard must have tried smoking.

More pics of the sunrise!

And now my dad says he wants to sell the house to pay for my uni education. Another reason why you should save now for your kids. If you don't have the money to do the most basic things (Uni ed is a basic for me), they will never respect you. Yes, I have no respect for my father.

And my JC mates really believed me when I told them I'm already married to a 1.9m tall guy whose a cricketer and kinda looks like Alonso. You do the math and firgure out who I am talking about.

2009-05-30T15:30:00.003+08:00

It's ze holidaaaaaaaaaaays! Finally!
But still have a lot of homework.

Things to do:
1. Gp - SRJC paper
2. GP - Current affairs portfolio (which my teacher didn't return yet)
3. Maths - 3 revision papers
4. Maths - Functions tutorial
5. Physics - MCQ book from measurements to current
6. PW - Finalised GPP
7. PW - WR draft 1
8. Chemistry - Redo all tutorials. Ugh
9. Chemistry - Intro to organic chem and alkanes tutorial
10 Gp - Formative assestment draft 2 (thank God my essay has little problems)

I have exams during my last week of school holidays. What joy. Die die must get As. If not can kiss goodbye my combi.

Sigh...JJ lost to RJ by 2 points in the badminton finals. And the New Paper were being a bitch about it.

Complain about how 75% of our teams are from other countries and how it was unfair.

WTF?!

How can be it be unfair. Helooooo!? It's a competition for God's sake! You're supposed to send your best players. So what if our best players are foreigners? Doesn't make any difference. Anyway, foreigners got difference meh? Maybe they got training when they were young. You honestly don't want to call that unfair right? I'd like to see you disqualify an Olympian because he got 10 years of training and your athelete got only 8.

Oh yes, try to force the Government and STTA to ask their silver-medal winning team to resign, just because they are from China. I doubt so they will do it.

"They do help raise the standard of school's badmionton. But there should be a cap"
Isn't that the point of a competition? I dare Raffles to send their newbies to play for the finals. And then don't argue about how the standard dropped because of their new players and they have not much experience.

I want to ask this, both to Raffles and the INTERN who wrote the article: If Singapore is willing to send an all-Chinese team to the Olympics (the biggest sporting competition, in case you forgot), then why harp about how JJ has a majority Chinese team? How do you explain Ronald Susilo then? We are less significant than Olympians, by the way.

We are NOT playing for the country (don't talk about "feeling", snap back to reality). We are playing for our school's glory. I don't see what's wrong. They are studying in our school. They are rightfully our students and JJ-cians. So they have every right to participate in a CCA and to gain CCA points, which will lead up to your graduation testimonial.

I bet Raffles has their fair share of international students and foreigners. I don't think Raffles would not allow them to join a CCA and allow them to represent your school. Same goes to all schools too.

This is precisely the attitude the governmnet is trying so hard to get rid of. MOE is also trying to intergrate all foreign students to our society. And it narrow-minded Singaporeans who don't want to take them in.

I think the INTERN who wrote the article forgot to mention that we cheered for the top 4 teams all the way. Including Raffles.

A correction: The second caption below the photo is just plain wrong. JJ offered to shake hands with RJ, not the other way round.

And, Anglo-Chinese were cheering for US. I didn't hear it. But ask some JJ-cians. I know someone who declared it in class. Besides, why would ACS cheer for their "perennial rivals"?

And what the hell does it mean when you say "to many, Singapore had won". *Roll eyes until eyeballs go all the way back* Way too exaggerated.

Perhaps they are still angry that JJ beat RJ in one of the rounds.

And someone's coach wasn't being nice on that day, scolding our councillors idiots and whatever crap.

Top schools, come back down to earth. High IQ, low EQ. You are not the best people in the world, there are people much smarter than you. Learn how to lose and swallow your pride once in a while. Singaporeans just have an obsession with brand names, don't ruin it with your attitudes.

JJ will prove everyone wrong next year. And with an all-Chinese team, for all we care. *smiles sweetly*

To the person who wrote about this to the new paper, THANK YOU, FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.

And I'm disappointed that many of my tamil classmates didn't seethe with anger when they saw the report. Just let it pass. What ever happened to sense of pride and ownership?

2009-05-23T13:30:00.003+08:00

Work so bloody hard, still fail by 1 mark. Did I mention I could have gotten 2 more marks if I had not forgotten to add in the word "total" to my definition!?

Last week of school next week! And on tuesday we will be let off early. Because...our school badminton team is in the national finals playing agaginst RJC on tuesday! And the whole J1 cohort (that's 900 people) are going out at full force to support them. Waste time lah...but for a change the school will be featured in straits times rather than the new paper =.=

Anyway, I had fun in the past two weeks trying to teach the girls in my class some tamil. Insulting, none the less. Taught them things like you are a pig, I am an idiot, go away...of that sort. Since Prakash is the only other guy who understands tamil, he gets it all the time. And I get all the laughs. Still remember the first time Xie Jing spoke "tamil". Was after Physics tutorial and we have a 1.5 hour break during that time. While leaving the class...

Xie Jing: Eh, how to say bye bye in tamil?
Me: *joking* Po da!

And Xie Jing really said it. I was litereally like this: 0.o
I thought Po da was the most basic tamil phrase until I realised Xie Jing is from Nan Hua =.=

Still another time. I thought Khim Geok something and she told Prakash while I was sitting beside her and he was behind us. He looked at me and when "what?" with that what-the-hell-did-she-say look.

Too bad we can't attack Sanjay. He only knows Hindi. I KNOW! Can teach them to call him Mehbooba! It means sweetheart. haha

I still can't belive Kris Allen won. Seriously WTF moment. It's not like I support Lambert or anything (auditions are the only fun part) but I thought that the competition was tipped heavily to Allen's side. They gave stupid reasons in the Straits Times today. Dunno what lah, said something like he has the connection with the audience, blah blah blah. And Lambert's mysterious sexuality may have played a part. Apparently, he likes to stick his tongue down another man's throat *pukes*

PW's being a bitch, as usual

Had all the pieces to that puzzle just no way to connect it

EDIT: Seems God was just about done creating the universe, but he had two extra things left in his bag of creations, so he decided to split them between Adam and Eve. He told the couple that one of the things he had to give away was the ability to stand up while urinating. "It's a very handy thing", God told the couple, "I was wondering if either one of you wanted that very ability."

Adam jumped up and blurted, "Oh, give that to me! I'd love to be able to do that! It seems a sort of thing a man should do. Oh please, oh please, oh please, let me have that ability, It'd be so great! When I'm working in the garden or naming the animals, I could just stand there and let it fly. It'd be so cool, I could write my name in the sand. Oh please God, let it be me who you give that gift to, let me stand and pee, oh please..." On and on he went like an excited little boy who had to pee.

Eve just smiled and told God that if Adam really wanted that so badly, that he should have it. It seemed to be the sort of thing that would make him happy and she really wouldn't mind if Adam were the one given this ability. And so Adam was given the ability to urinate while in a vertical position. He was happy and did celebrate by wetting down the bark on the tree nearest him, laughing with delight all the while.

"Fine," God said looking back into his bag of leftovers. "What's left here? Oh yes, multiple orgasms

2009-05-16T22:08:00.002+08:00

Super frustrated with school. Study so hard also no use. You don't even get a C. Better still, fail. I don't even know why I bother trying so hard when I'm all geared up for failure anyway. Sadly enough, I got angry at god that other day. And even worse: I think I'm going back to my old angry self. But violent.

I felt like punching someone that day. It made me sick to my stomach and I didn't go to school that day. I'm just afraid one day I'll just snap and hit someone.

My father told me that If I wanted I could be famous. Based on what talent, I asked. No answer. Thanks a lot, that left a very pretty scar on my mind. Maybe if my parents has any brains at all I would have one talent or another. And don't tell me I am smart. It's not a talent. It's a curse. And neither am I smart.

Thanks to being the only indian girl in my class with two other Indian boys, I'm stuck with having to deal with match making sessions with both classmates and a teacher. And for one guy it all started with " waah, you have nice handwriting". Since when does a compliment ring weding bells?

And they wonder why people some people cut themselves.

2009-05-08T21:27:00.003+08:00

Malaxophobia - the fear of being loved
Philophobia - fear of falling in love or being in love

Ok ok. Very important. Introducing....
09S09! Minus Sun Mi, Benjamin and Vihn An.

In the background, from left to right: Jack, Zai Wei, Jia Meng, Sanjay, Joon How, Prakash, Albin, Band Hao, Jason and Lee Hui
In the Foreground, from left to right: Xue Ping, Jolene, Yours Truely, Sin Lin, Xie Jing and Khim Geok
They're complete sweethearts, with the exception of the guys (glares at Albin) acting like jerks sometimes. I love them a lot BUT...not as much as i love my TNFS and the guys :) See, I haven't forgotten
Omg, where's Haziq?!

Another photo. Sheesh, it's small

And the beloved girls! Minus Sun Mi though.

Class photo with our OGLs, Gui Ping and Delwin.

Oh god, so many tests next week. And PW on top of all that!

The higher you climb
The harder you'll fall

2009-05-03T13:27:00.002+08:00

So now I understand completely why I don't believe in love, at all
It's because all teenaged guys, who have no brains, ruin love for every girl

Note to self: Don't be so stupid, and so easily swayed by guys who can make me laugh. Including that ass.

Another note to self: Make sure the buckles on the skates don't dig into the skin until can see the layer of fat.

2009-04-30T21:48:00.002+08:00

Why do guys behave like autistic children? Cannot understand emotions of other people is it? And I thought secondary school boys were big enough jerks.

Hey, I want those butterflies in my tummy too!

2009-04-25T12:21:00.002+08:00

Bad week at school. Failed my physics lecture test and screwed up my maths lecture test. Bad results for chem, just because I was stressed and didn't see the table at the bottom!

But Friday was fun! Someone didn't come and we ended watching (the gory) parts of Saving Private Ryan on An's laptop while I was illegally drinking bubble tea in the classroom. Better than *some* people, eat double scoop ice cream. Still directly opposite the GO, where the Principal is.

*While Zai Wei is directly sitting infront of the screen*
Me: Eh, Zai Wei, I can't see anything. Your head very big
Zai Wei: Oh, sorry

*5 mins later, while watching movie*
Me: Jack, we're in full view from the GO and your legs are on the table
Jack: Aiyah, never mind lah
Jia Meng: Zai Wei, your head big enough to block Mr Koh's view?

It was funny at that time, couldn't stop laughing.

And then there was this scene where the Americans will blast a house in Germany. And then the soldier will realise he knows the guy whose house got blasted. This German has 2 kids and a wife. So the soldier will try to save him and while he carries the young girl away, she starts crying. Since we couldn't hear anything (sound system down), some guys started coming up with lines

Girl is crying, being taken away from dad to safety
Jack: *high voice* Daddy, I never finish tutorial 4! Later Mr Chai scold!
Zai Wei: Daddy! Never do! Later minus AP marks (active participation)
*Vin Diesel gets shot by sniper, lies on ground, takes out paper from pocket*
Jack: Eh girl, got answer here! Hurry up, take!

Was madly funny. Still can imitate voices!

Anyway, I got sorted into my PW group. Randomly picked out names from a bag by our PW tutor. My group mates are....Bang Hao, Sunmi and Prakash *Gasp!*
And Khim Geok laughed at me when I ended up with Prakash. I trust he can do a good job....or else *glare*

Great, homework

2009-04-19T14:22:00.002+08:00

It's scary...we have all moved on. This is just like a river that eventually branches out. I wonder where the currents will carry us to. And yet, I don't want to know. I still can't find the damned enter key on this thing and I don't know what shit I've landed myself in by going to a college

2009-04-18T15:15:00.004+08:00

OMB OMg! Guess what? I'm blogging on my...ipod touch! My dad suddenly came up to my room and gave it to me. It rocks although typing is somewhat a pain. ok...where is the enter key on this thing??? Gash

2009-04-10T15:39:00.003+08:00

The Bad: My guitar's hardware is wrecked, and I suspect the wood is growing a fungus. He's dead. I feel like crying

The good: There is a very high chance I'll be (finally) getting an Electric guitar. And now, I find it hard to come to a decision

Oh yes, one of my P-shcool "friends" managed to contact me. We fell out in Sec 1 and you have the audacity to contact me like nothing happened at all. And I was the one who dissed you first. Isn't that a strong enough signal already?

2009-04-05T15:10:00.003+08:00

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a
taste of perfection
Like an apple
hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed
You're the best
And yes I do regret
How I could let myself
Let you go
Now the lesson's learned
I touched it I was burned
Oh I think you should know

I miss...
The TNFs
The sec 4 band members
My Wirda and Jason
My wonderful-est juniors
My horn
The old YCSS buiding
The sense of nostalgia
Mrs Ng and her neat handwriting
Mrs Erh and her swing-swing
Ms Chee with her impeccable pronunciation
Mr Wong and his concerned frown
Ms Tan and her "You must ATQ!!!"
The other Ms Tan's stories at band
Riding the stretchy bus home together at 7pm
Talking crap on the way back home
Laughing like the we're the only ones on the bus
The bitching about anyone and everyone
The tears
The fighting
The fall-outs
The make-ups
The heart breaks
The anger
The laughter
The long talks we wished that would never end
Fabricating our futures
The many rounds of truth and dare
Playing Pepsi-Cola at the netball court
How simple english lessons used to be
Narrative writing
Mrs Ng's adventures in different countries
The constant naggings from teahcers
Music
LP

2009-04-03T21:28:00.002+08:00

Another day has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me
You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold

PW is being a bitch. When I read that PW is extremely hard, I thought they were exagerrating. Now I know it's true.

There's a reason why they call it "advanced level" here. It's really advanced in every sense of the word. I find it difficult to stay awake during lectures, partly because it's really cold in there. And it's even worse when I have lectures after PE, where I'm dripping with sweat.

Anyway, super busy nowadays. Left, right, centre got tests and common tests disguised as lecture tests. On a happier note, I got an 8/10 for my dynamincs test, a B for my first maths lecture test and I'm pretty sure I got a 7/10 for my maths test on the sigma notation today. But I still get extra marks (CHEERS!) cuz Khim Geok and me managed to be the first ones to come to the classroom. Long story. To cut a long story short, my class (well, the guys, really) are never on time.

I can't stretch for my sit and reach, my 2.4 is a disaster waiting to happen. But I did 11 IPUs and 34 sit-ups in 30 seconds. Best record so far, if you would call it a record.

Khim Geok: *talking to one of the guys* Eh, why you guys like to....eh, Nuzrath, ask leh
Me, being the direct one: Why you all like to touch each other arh?
And then, all the boys laugh =.=

Oh shit, I should be doing my PW PI now. Fuck.

2009-03-14T22:34:00.006+08:00

Benjamin: (Regarding Newton's 1st law) Does an object always move in the direction of the resultant foce?
Guys: *confidently* YES!
Mr Kwok (Physics Tutor): Actually, no.
Jack: Wah liao. Stupid Newton...

It's finally the holidays! I am so bloody thankful for it. School's been really tiring and everyone is saying that I have panda eyes. School work is piling up and I feel like jumping off my flat. I actually contempelated it while doing my Physics (ugh), but I'm alright. It's a flash of irrational stupidity.

I did a list of of what I need to do for the holidays...homework, study, that kind of crap. And I came up with this:

GP Homework: PAper 2 Skills assignment, Reponse to blogging article, 2 current affairs articles
Tamil Homework: Essay on time management, exercise 2 in workbook, memorise 25 திருக்குறள் (woohoo! I typed in tamil!)
Physics homework: Worsheet on units
Econs homework: Tutorial on price equilibrium
Chemistry: Atomic structure tutorial, self-learn gaseous state, gaseous state tutorial, worksheet on mole concept, redo mole concept tutorials, go through chem bonding...again!
Maths homework: tutorial 2.2, learn calculator keystrokes, finish online quiz

And that's just the homework. Still must study. ugh.

The most amazing thing happened. Lookey!

It's my first every JC tamil compo! And I got a score of....

25/30!!!!!!!!! ZOMFG, ROFLMAO, LOL, LMAO, ZOMG *add various abbreviations here* Never has that ever happened to me, even in Primary School!

Anyways, most of my classmates, 17 in fact, have a camp until wednesday. And then Farhan just told me that he has to go to KL with his rugby team on wednesday and come back on sunday. At this point, I couldn't help but laugh. So evil, but I like!

Eh, I don't want JJ to host Qatar for the Asian Youth Games. I want the Indian National Junior Cricket team!!! At least that's what I think it's called. *throws hissyfit*

Thanks Idris! My first Bday card, EVER! Seriously!

PS: A real childbirth. Full view, not joking. It's THE scariest shit I've ever seen. Guys should watch it...girls, not so sure. Scary, but I still want 5 kids. haha.
Click HERE if you wanna watch.

2009-03-06T21:57:00.003+08:00

Problem 1: I don't understand Kinematics. Completely lost
Problem 2: I don't understand the sigma notation in maths either
Problem 3: I have a test on monday, on stoichiometry. The whole bloody topic
Problem 4: I have 2 physics test on thursday, one pre-lecture test on dynamics, and the other on measurements
Problem 5: I failed my first maths test. 4/10...great job, Nuz
Problem 6: I have make-up PE on Monday just because the school doesn't accept parent letters
Problem 7: I have practical until 6pm on tuesday. Urgh.
Problem 8: Now my father wants me to get 7 As and a H3 distinction for my A-levels. *slits throat*

On a happier note, someone in my school scored 7 As and a H3 distinction for his A levels. First time in the school's history this has happened. And hence, my father's inspiration to try to murder me with studying. But I am happy for that guy, whoever he is.

Anyway, I almost died in PC today. Run 5 rounds, did countless jumping jacks, sit-ups and male push-ups. Now, my ankle hurts and so does my back. As Xie Jing puts it, "PE is like taking a bath". Even after sitting in an air-conditioned environment for several hours, my collar was still wet with sweat. PC is cruel. Our PC teahcer said do 2 push-ups/sit-ups. Then start with -10 to 0. How many did we do? 0! Then from 0.1 all the way to 2. Like...0.1, 0.3, 0.5 all the way to 1.9, 1.99, 1.999 then 2.

Jumping jacks even worse. Say do 10, the the whole team of girls had to finish together. End up doing more than 50, because our darling PC teacher distracted us from our counting. Oh, and we can't count out loud.

My class (well, the guys, really) are really getting on my nerves! They are getting increasingly noisy every time and they are also getting to the teachers. I understand that they want to have fun (believe me, they are nothing short of funny), but there's a time and place to do it. Maybe, just maybe, I'll snap one day and ask them to shut up.

Oh yes. My name somehow turned to Pooja, courtesy of my Econs tutor. I don't understand how Nuzrath could turn into Pooja. Anyway, she accidentally wrote Pooja on a piece of paper for out homework topic we chose, and Prakash (bugger) just had to point it out. If not, the guys would not have realised it. But we had a good laugh anyways.

I can't wait for the 1 week holidays in 10 more days! I am so tired from school and I deserve a break. Good thing is, wednesday is home-learning so we get to stay at home and Friday is the annual sports meet, which means...early dismissal! Get to meet Vani to take our O level cert. Should blanco my tamil results and then ask my dad to frame it up. Haha

Speaking of meeting up, I miss everyone from YCSS! I had a hard time explaining to my classmates why I was so gloomy on a particular day. It's just not right, somehow, and there's alway this very empty space.

Gaah! Now to go submerge my face in my notes and homework

Ps: why the fuck are teens so stupid when it comes to money issues?

2009-02-27T21:39:00.002+08:00

Dear God the only thing I ask of you
Is to hold me when they're not around
When they're much too far away
We all need that person who can be true to you
But I left them when I found them
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing them again

On Friday, my last lesson ends at 5pm. 5PM LEH?! WHERE GOT LOGIC?!?!

Anyway, ran 2km today. 1.2 during PE and the rest after school at tugging session. Yes, I'm one of the 20 tuggers for Tug-of-War for Bikila. I have rope burns on my right palm and it's red, but it was fun.

Something amazing happened after PE today. I bent down to pick up my bag and a drop of sweat dropped from my chin! Never have I ever sweat-ed like that before. And I thought that that kind of sweat can only be seen in guys, like when their whole shirt is wet. A round up of what we did: 1.2km warm up, run up and down the grand stand God-knows-how-many-times (the gaps between steaps are damn high ok!) 40 crunches and 40 pumpings or something.

The best part: I didn't feel like I always did when I was in Secondary school! I always feel refreshed and more cool, but my thighs will hurt like crap after that.

All the bosy kena tougher 'army' training (haha...suckers!). The girls might have it less harsh, but it's still taxing on your body. Oh yes, PE is almost 10 classes combined, boys in 3 groups and girls in another 3.

On another lighter note, my classmates are such kind-hearted souls! The guys are especially funny, they made me and Khim Geok laugh until my stomach hurt.

Khim Geok and I argued about who won American Idol. David Cook or Archuleta. I agrued that Cook won (becaue it's fact) and for some reason Khim Geok was convinced that Archuleta won. All the girls were at the library supposedly studying by me and Khim Geok never study. Haha.

Anytime one of our class mates walked into the library (ie. Jack), we would ask them "Eh, who won Idol arh? Cook or Archuleta?" Eventually, at Physics class, after asking almost all the guys and 1.5 hours later, we found out that I was right! The wonderful part: Both of us are interested in debate.

But the laughter just doesn't seem right.
Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars
In other words, please be true
In other words, I ~~love~~ miss you

2009-02-14T21:20:00.007+08:00

Orientation camp ended today and it was day 2 of Adam Khoo all over again. I got overly-emotional and cried alot. My doctor did warn me about mood swings if I took the medicine...I must have freaked out my class with my sudden Niagara Falls.

Speaking of classes...I got into 09S09 (nice right?) which is the 4H2 combination. *celebrates* I thought I could not get in because I got a B3 for my Amaths. But either way, I'm super happy about the outcome of my combo. Now comes the hard work part.

My class has 22-24 people, of which 8 are girls and the rest are guys. Got names like Jack and Jason and...crap, forgot liao. Ahhh, Benjamin. Jack reminded me of Christina because Jack -> Jack Sparrow -> Johnny Depp -> Christina. And not forgetting Bang Hao, my mass dance partner. He don't dare to twirl one!

Sanjay is in my class! He was my class mate in P5 and P6. Such a small world hor? But he don't remember me.

Oh yes, I'm the only Indian girl there. At least better than Farhan, the only Malay kid.

The distinction between a 4h2 class and 3h2 1h1 class (no offence, but it's true)
Elwin (OGL): Eh, you all know how to play "Give me tempo, ready, go"?
Class: *shake head*
Elwin: Really arh? You all take 4H2 is it?
Class: *nod head*
Elwin: Eh, Benny (another OGL)! Come here. Teach them "Give me tempo ready go"
Benny: 4H2 class arh?
Elwin: *Snigger* Yah

I found it really funny. It is a fact of life after all.

This unleashed my Niagara Falls:

Dunno wether can see, but we played this really emotional game called E-web, or Emotional Web. Someone has to hold on the raffia rope, say what is on their hearts, thank another person for something and then pass it to him/her, until everyone has a bit of rope. Hence, the result is as above. I reckon it looks like a cave-woman ballerina.

Over valentine's/friendship Day gift is a test tube with water, glitter and a strip of plastic with our names and OG23 on it. Very sweet and thoughtful

They played this song on the last day. Very emotional.

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...

Cannot forget. That really, really good looking guy in school is so intruiging! Everytime I see him he's alway's wearing a blank stare. Infact, I don't think I've seen him laugh/smile before. Very mysterious lehs. And no, I don't have a crush on him. He's just really very good-looking!

Anyway, lo and behold my mighty Graphing Calculator (relative to the length of my arm):

It's freakishly huge and heavy! Worse still is it's price. And ugly. My dad bought it unopened from another person at $170. But after discounts, the school sells it for $185! It is a necessity, if not die for H2 maths.

This is pure madness. 13-year old boys should not be fathering children. And since when was a 13-year-old's sperm so powerful?! I thought guys mature much later than girls. He probably must have been eating a lot of non-organic chicken. They boy doesn't even look 13 lah! Guys, keep you pants on, and girls, keep your legs closed!!! The world is already over-populated, don't so stupid play unsafe.

Still got the mentally unsound Octo-mom. I reckon she's a cash cow and gold-digger. She probably doesn't understand that her 8 kids will suffer from internal organ dieseases when they grow up. Have the nerve to ask for
donations. The babies were born 9 weeks early and do they look healthy to you? Stupid Angelina wanna-be

This is slideshow about Bush's reign on America and what it reulted in. Ignore "opportunity cost", it's a Economics term. It shows what the US$10 trillion that America owes can be used for. A must see!

Opportunity Cost of George W. Bush and 10 Trillion Dollars

View more presentations from Wellington Grey. (tags: opportunitycost economics)

PS: Speaking of JC life, I have to tell all the non-JC students something. Brace yourselves for a very, very rude culture shock. You will start the tutorial and lecture system, which is so alien to us. I was absolutely stunned when I first attended lessons at JJ.

I will say that I am blessed to be give a final chance of having a class. In Poly, you don't have classmates, you have course mates. If one day you have a friend in poly, he/she will not follow you through all the way, because of the module variations. I am not trying to frighten you, but it is the truth.

The teahcers won't push you as hard, infact, I'll go as far as to say they don't care. You are considered adults and as adults we are supposed to understand that actions have consequences. They will not chase you after homework. It is you who is going to fail anyways, not them.

Lectures will be like bullet trains. You can run after it if you're late. It's called Bullet for a reason, it's ridiculously fast. Come early, or suffer. In JJ, we have a test before every lecture. They have made it such a way that we have to study our notes before we come. Prepare yourselves for that. They will be no more careful guidance from your teachers.

I don't know about other schools/polys, but the J1s did not have a grand tour of the school. We were shoved into the sea and everyone expects us to find our way back to the shore. LT5 is in one part of JJ, the other LTs are somewhere else. Run, your lecturers will not hesitate to start without you.

Most importantly, cherish your time and work hard. To get into a uni from Poly is not easy. Your GPA has to be close to perfect. Remember to have fun, but not too much

Happy V-day!

2009-02-08T17:09:00.005+08:00

Warning: Super alot of words.

Guess what I did....

I joined the Indian Dance.
Seriously.
Laugh if you want, I don't care.

I don't know if I'll perform for SYF, but there will be many more competitions after that so there's no point fretting over zero involvement. 2 years in a row gold with honours. It's a source of pride for JJ and the Indian Community, especially.

In case you didn't know, I was a dancer in P1 and P2. Super long ago right? Yes, I know. I wanted to join PPS's Indian dance but I hated the instructor to the core. Ass. Body so big, feet so small. Don't know how he balance.

Since I was the shortest in the dance troupe, I was always (without fail) pushed to the front. Which means I was pressurised into performing better than the rest. It's logical in a way. When you're infront, you're the first thing people see. After I entered PPS, the dance enthusiasm died. I'm not complaining about sec school, I love YCMB *snuggles!* I didn't join JJSB because the timing was 5pm-9pm. My parents violently objected to it.

On Friday was my first practice. It felt so good to remove my shoes and socks and dance bare-footed on the concrete floor. I forgot what it felt like to move to music. But it felt good even though my heels and fingers hurt like a bitch after practice.

Just so you know, you're not dancing properly unless you stamp your heel hard on the ground (has to hurt at the beginning of the song) and your fingers aren't sore from doing finger formations (esp the lotus. That is super painful)

School life is ok I guess but it can get very lonely. I am the only YCSS-ian who chose 4h2 so most of the ex YCSS-ians get different time tables from me. School work has been nice to me, so far. I can actually do the maths before the teacher taught us! Isn't that a feat or what!? But chemistry is a pain in the ass. Don't even understand what empirical formula means but thankfully, I managed to figure out the pattern and do it.

I actually have a brain!

I don't understand econs though, but that's another story.

My super busy timetable *sarcasm* (from Mon-Wed)

Monday
8-9 Free
9-10 Project Work
10-11 Physics
11-1 Free (WTF)

Tuesday
8-9 Economics
9-10 Physics
10-11 Free
11-12 Maths
12-1 Free
1-2 Chemistry

Wednesday
8-9 Physics
9-10.30 Free
10.30-11.30 maths
11.30-12.30 Free
12.30-1.30 Chemistry

I'm kind of developing an interest in tamil (gasp!) due to my tamil teacher. He's very funny during lessons and he can think out of the box. He made us write down the meanings of 25thirukkurals (one of the most sacred and cherished books for Indians) and I never thought it would be so interesting. Die die must get A for A level tamil this year (in nov, if I'm nt wrong)

JJ sells all the junkfood in the world. Got cheesecake, cup noodles, cookies, waffles, ice creams, cambell soups and chocolates. Cheesecake only $2.90 a slice! And it's quite big too! It's like Cheers/7-11 but not a rip-off at all.

Since someone tagged and said C means 'die' in dialect. I'm going to say this (in the name of pure fun, of course)
RJ CEEEEEEEE!!! HCJ CEEEE!!! And whatever top colleges CEEEEE!!!!

Ok, I'm happy. Haha

Note to self: Whatever you do, don't sit under the aircon

2009-02-03T18:26:00.004+08:00

Survived 2 days of JC. Quite ok lah, but the first day was super boring. So used to not doing anything at all during the holidays and they suddenly thrust 10 hours of school at us.

Got so many talks and all of us were sitting on the floor. Felt like my legs were going to fall off my pelvis.

First impression of the OGLs: They're druggies on Ecstacy. Seriously. When you first enter the school (they call it the Concourse) they shouted "Welcome to JJ, this way please" simultaneously. Suddenly got this huge outburst when I entered. I stood rooted to the ground for a fraction of a second before moving again.

The people in JJ are very humble and very very nice to everyone. You talk to them, they smile and talk to you also. So it was not bad when it came to socialising. And you know what...I actually asked people what their names were before they asked me! Not bad har?! But 2 seconds later the name fizzes out from my brain and I have to ask again. I asked one guy for his name thrice, and when I apologised for my STM, he went "Haha, nevermind lah!!" But no matter who I talk to, I still want to talk to the TNFs, it's just not the same.

Why...WHY can't one of you band members tag along to JJ!? *glares at Idris*

Today was the last Family gathering before we get bombarded by tutorials, lectures and homework. For the whole 2 hours or so we were together as Family, the male OGLs were supressing the urge to teach us R(A) cheers. They succeeded in that but two ended up doing something sexual and exaggerated it so much that the whole group laughed non-stop for 3 minutes. The way they exaggerate is really exaggerate.

The school uniform code is damn cool lah! Monday must wear full Uniform with tie and all that. But the rest of the week can choose to wear your house tee, PE shirt or class tee. The guys can also buy bermudas as part of their uniform too but cannot wear during assembly only. How cool is that!?

I have lessons tomorrow with 4 H2 subjects. Looking forward to Economics the most. Not looking forward to Chemistry. I don't understand my notes! But must work hard and die die get H3! And take up grooming pets as my iLEP. Cool right!?

Absolutely loving their school song, cuz it's so meaningful! And the logo too, which is called the "Plus Ultra" which means "Further, beyond" in Latin. Well, not exactly the logo lah, but the symbol behing it.

The song is like super medivial cuz got armor and forge and the word "enthrone", which I have no clue as to what it means.

The road unwinds before us
And we must venture on
Towards the bright tomorrow
Which faith and hope enthrone.

We shall not stay nor linger
We shall not shrink nor fail
But hand in hand together
Strike out along the trail.

Head, heart and hand we offer
That none will fail the test
"Plus Ultra" leads us further
Until we are the best.

And on our backs the armour
Forged in our college days
And in our eyes the light of truth
This college sets ablaze.

Head, heart and hand we offer
That none will fail the test
"Plus Ultra" leads us further
Until we are the best.

100,000 water bombs at this year's Orientation camp. 900 JC1 students. Average of 100 bombs to one person. I die. Confirm next day got fever. Hopefully have lah, later can pon the rest of the camp. Seriously, not looking forward to it. Trying my best to skip it.

One more thing. It's JJ, not JJC. The seniors will go mad if you stick a C behind. Dunno why, it's like they killed it. Even the principal said "It's JJ, not JJC" Even the PE shorts only has JJ in them.

Guess what? JJ is going to be an Autonomous (aka Independant) school in 2012. That's a huge deal to many cuz it reflects greatly on the school's standards. I mean, ACS(I) is somewhat greater than ACS(Barker) right?

PS: Got any good tips on getting sick for the camp?

2009-02-01T16:58:00.005+08:00

School starts tomorrow and I'm not happy about it. 1st day and it ends at 5.30pm. Oh, what fabulous joy. And, the best part is that they are gonna extort $50 for their camp.

And did I mention they have this stupid family dance where you have to dance with the opposite sex. I guess it's an initiative to get students to start dating. See, we're 17, and normal teens by that age would already have BGRs before. Therefore, they're trying to spur those abnormal kids, like me, to be attracted to someone from there. No, thanks. Will you let me off it I tell you that I've got my eyes on someone else?

What a nice way to curb unwanted pregnancy and PDA.

I know I sound overly-sarcsatic, but if you're not so dim-witted, you would have figured out by now that I'm irrationally angry. Over what? I don't fucking know.

I don't understand why most people are so happy to leave behind secondary school. I cannot bear to leave behind the band, the TNFs, the unnecessarily long rides back home on the bus, talking and laughing like we're the only ones there. Maybe that's why I am so pissed. How can you throw something so prescious to the corner?

I hate being so anti-social. Quite honestly, I don't remember how I met all the wonderful (and equally revolting) people in YCSS. Apparently, Vani tried to talk to me but I literally turned away. I don't remember that, but hey, it turned out great.
Hopefully, some massive chain reaction occurs and hey presto, I've got some friends at my disposal until I get to rejoice with the TNFs again and run off to Uni.

Oh shit. I forgot to ask God to help me make more friends quicker in JC. Don't laugh ok. I prayed like mad for good results and He happily threw it on my lap. And my mum only reminded me to pray for good 'A' Level results. You see, she doesn't believe in everlasting friendships, unless you're in your workplace.

Goal for the next two years. Study like shit, join the band, maybe photography too (for the sake of juicing up my testimonial), do well for the exams and still keep in touch with the most wonderful-est people that are the close secondary school 2008 band people.

Yes, I'm still pessimistic. Now, shoo.

"*Grins like an idiot* I've always wanted to fark another girl"- Dev Patel as Anwar from Skins

2009-01-30T22:20:00.003+08:00

Got my mind on my money
And I'm not goin nowhere
So keep on gettin your paper
And keep on climbing
Look in the mirror and keep on shining
Till the game ends, till the clock stops

Like duh, I got into JJC. Close eyes and don't read message also can say one.
It came to a point where my mother heard me "call" everyone telling them I got to JJC...at 5am while I'm sleeping!

But I don't know wether I'm happy or sad. Part of me wants to go to JJC, the other part wants to go to PJC. Needless to say, everyone is happy about it since they say JJC is a "very good" school. Just because they know someone who became a doctor studied there.

Better not dwell on it. Must work extra hard this year and pray I get into H3 Pharmaceutical, then can skip modules in Uni, which means less fees!

I know it's stupid to dwell on the O level results but I can't help it. How the heck did I score a 2 for Emaths, when the A2 mark is 83 and I've never gotten that marks in school before? And humans?! Amaths even worse lah! Ok, no more O-levels. Now, A-levels.

Good news though. I heard that the tamil teacher in JJC is a newscaster for Vasantham. W00TS! I probably have an excellent teacher!

My mum told me something which made me go o.0 It's very well known that Cricket is the equivilant of gold and diamonds to Indians. My mum told me when the Indian team (made of 20 to 30 year olds) were beaten by the Bangladeshi team (mostly in their late teens), the Indians were so upset that they threw rocks at the player's houses! And defaced their property too!

So in another words, if you're an Indian Cricket player, it's like being a wanted person. I never knew sports could be so...violent? Hmm.

One of my family friends gave birth to a baby boy a few days back and the bill is $7000. Still got somemore charges. Just for a doctor to perform the caesarean and stitch the cut they charge $4000 sia! It's so rewarding to be a specialist. Especially if you can deliver someone else's baby. It's like you're feeding off their happiness or euphoria.

Halo by Beyoncé. Such a beutiful love song!

Remember those walls I built
Well baby they're tumbling down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now

It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm takin'
I ain't never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
Woah...

Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You're the only one that I want
Think I'm addicted to your light
I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity can't forget
To pull me back to the ground again

Feels like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
Its the risk that I'm takin'
I'm never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo)

Halooooo ouuuu
Halooooo ouuuu
Halooooo ouuuu
Ouuuuu ouuuuu ouuuuu

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo
I can feel your halo (halo) halo
I can see your halo (halo) halo

2009-01-27T22:55:00.005+08:00

First thing's first...I realised an Indian-descended gem that is Dev Patel

Seriously, though, you should go into a coma and never wake up if you've never heard of him. He's the star of the critically-acclaimed Slumdog Millionaire and he has won a truckload of awards (SAG awards leh!) AND he's only 18!

There's something about that smile that is so genuine and warming. Needless to say, I have yet another celebrity crush.

Warning:Skip this entire post if you can't tolreate another round of my ranting of being stuck in a life rut. Yes, it's back, and stronger than ever.

Edit: You know what, fucking diregard everything I said

And when the lights all went out
We watched out lives on the screen
I hate the ending myself,
But it started with an alright scence
It was the roar of the crowd
That gave me heartache to sing
It was lie when they smiled
And said "You won't feel a thing"

2009-01-23T22:12:00.005+08:00

Just the crossing of you in my mind makes a smile dance on my lips
I hate the effect you have on me
Yet, I'm completely loving it too

Yay! Quiz from Vani. So bloody long since I had one
And I'm bored

Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.
*In random order, see who's name pops up first*
1. Christina
2. Suhana
3. Vani
4. Wan Teng
5. Cheryl
6. Samantha
7. Jason
8. Idris
9. Shak
10. Cricket Dude (Sorry, can't help it *sheepish smile*)

Who is no.6(Samantha) having a relationship with?
> Hmmmmm....*eveil smile* I hope it's BB. haha! He smiled at her!!! ZOMG!

Is no.9(Shak) a male or a female?
>Male...duh.

If no7.(Jason) and 10.(Cricket Dude) are together, will it be a good thing?
> WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?! NO NO NO NO NO!!!!! *screams in anger and horror* I'd kill Jason for it!

What is no.2(Suhana) studying all about?
>The art of perfecting her GHII skills

When was the last time you chatted with no.3(Vani)?
>Not long ago. 2 days ago I guess

Does no.1(Christina) have any siblings?
>Yeap

Will you woo no.3(Vani)?
>No need to lah hur

Is no.4(Wanteng) single?
>Secretly attached to Goo Joon Pyo. Wow, that's a mouthful

What is the surname of no.5(Cheryl)?
> Wu

What is the hobby of no.10(Cricket Dude)?
> Cricket...I think. Wait...that's not his hobby, it's his passion! Is that the same? Eh, wth. He's still fucking hot!

Does no.5(Cheryl) & 9(Shak) get along?
> I guess so. Never quite observed that

Where is no.2 studying at(Suhana)?
> If she gets to NP, then it's NP :D

Talk about something for no.1(Christina)?
>Lives 9 floors below me, one of the two biggest MCR fans I've met, hyper active, loves food (who doesn't), loves baking and decorating her creations and thinks that Cricket Dude is hot *glares*. But I still love her :D

Have you tried developing feelings with no.8(Idris)?
> How the heck do you try to develop feeling for someone? It's either there or it's not. In this case, no

Where does no.9 live in(Shak)?
> Near Idris and the old/new PPS? I don't know

What colour does no.4 likes(Wan Teng)?
> The colour of the stars and purple? Not sure leh. Shall go and ask. She says black and purple. I was right about the purple!

Are no.1(Christina) and 5(Cheryl) best friends?
> They are the best of MCR friends

Does no.1(Christina)have any pets?
> No, but I know she wants dogs

Is no.7(Jason) the sexiest person in the world?
> No. Done. Haha

What is no.10(Cricket Dude) doing now?
> Oh, what wouldn't I give to know what he does...or who/what thinks about? *sigh*

*********

I know it's damn outdated to speak about my India trip right now, but it just popped into my head. I went to the movies in India, and you know what?! The surround system is so much better than Singapore's theatres! Ok lah, their floor got no carpet, but the blacony seats (at the top, the best view) are only Rs 80! That's only $2.40! But their popcorn sucks. It's salty -.-

Anyways, the movie I saw was this epic love story called Varanam Ayiram. It was nice until the girl died, after that it kind of sucked. I only understand the second word, which translates to one thousand.

But one thing really stood out: their songs. I think one of the songs they did ~~was~~ is the most beautiful love song of all time.

I wish I understood everything...but alas. Can't bloody find a translator on the net too. And the guitar parts are so freaking awesome!

Wheeee...tomorrow GHII awaits!

PS: Someone help me find a free translator or help me translate!

2009-01-19T22:48:00.002+08:00

First and foremost...
Happy (belated) 17th Christina!
Many happy returns of the day (as they say in India. Haha)...Good luck for all your future endeavours...eh, you know the drill.

According to sgforums.com (which is my latest haunt), the A1 score for Emaths is 88%. I always thought it was like...in the 90's range?

My mum is searching high and low to A-level tamil assestment books. She claims that if I can pass my A level Tamil then she'll be happy. But I think she want me to get an A...cuz I know for sure that she wants me to read Medicine at NUS.

Just so you know, even if you get an amazing 9 "A"s for your A-level, it doesn't guarantee you a place in Medicine. Yes, it's that competitive. Only 260 students a year.

And hence! My plan for the next two years to help me claw through my A Levels (if I get to JJC/PJC anyway):
Come back home, 1/2 hour rest, 1/2 hour run, bathe, die die study until 10pm. If it's a Friday or Saturday night, also die die study until 2.30am. Must come to a point where almost every subject (excluding GP and Tamil) is an A. Pray hard that I get a perfect score for my A-levels, get through the interviews/essays for Uni and study on a scholarship cuz parents can't afford and they're jacking up the fees almost every year.

Apparently, JJC is very fun-oriented place and they practically have no sense of urgency about their studies. Better pon all the 'fun' stuffs. Screwing up once is horrible enough, I don't need another one.

H3 sciences...too ambitious? Yes/maybe/no?

2009-01-16T16:54:00.002+08:00

Well, then, Junior College huh? Waah, damn scared lah.
But my dad talked to the JJC Principal this morning and he says got quite good chance to get the combo I want, since they consider my net score, which is 8.

I know you'll think I'm mad if I want to take 4 H2 subjects. I pray hard I get this combo:
H1: GP, Tamil (crap. Die...), PW
H2: Maths, Chemistry, Physics, Economics
So 7 subjects. Techinically same as secondary school but if you look at it this way, SS is almost it's own subject and so was Geography. The same for science. In my mind, I took 9 subjects. Haha.

I think can handle lah. Must mug extra hard. I think I have to go back to the O level days when I study until 2 plus in the morning every Friday and Saturday. I'm willing to do it. Quite fun for me. LOL! :x It will be a dream come true if can get all 'A's for A levels...BUT There's fucking tamil. I'm hopeless in that. Somemore Pure science leh!!!

*panic*

From the NUS website
"What subject combination must I have?
To be eligible for Medicine, candidates must have Chemistry at 'A' level and either Biology or Physics in addition to Chemistry. The 'triple science' combination is no longer required for Medicine, and candidates who present the 'triple science' have no advantage in the admissions process. "

Sure or not?!

The school textbook fees lagi worse lah!
Platinum Donor: S$2,500 Three Textbooks for each undergraduate year in School
One book is like...several hundred dollars.
Mad. I bet the fees for 5 years will go up to $100k. Not sure, but it's possible.

But how cool is it if my name sounds like this...or appears in my wedding invitation like this:
Nuzrath Jahan Bte Mubaraq (MB.,BS NUS) or something I don't know! Especially when you move on to specialise got extra short forms at the back. So EFFING cool!!!

But then again, I don't think I've been ever this afraid in my life. Not even when collecting my results. Is it because I know that it's my life I'm toying with? I was never like this when I started P1, started science in P4, did my PSLEs, entered sec 1 and did my O levels. Possibility of being suddenly more matured and aware of the risks?

Whatever it is, I'm am very very aware that I'm playing with the rest of my life. And I hope I don't screw up.

PS: My dad sent a thank you letter to YCSS...and Mr Chia called. LOL! Lucky I in the toilet. Damn wierd talking to him.

2009-01-13T14:30:00.005+08:00

For once, I didn't fail my parents
And my ego got a good expansion!

Honestly, I'd never imagine that I'd do this well. I actually told my parents while in India to not expect any A's from me! I was doubting myself more and more as the results day came. It went something like this in my head: You're screwed. Confirm B3 for English lah, look at what kind of crap you wrote for your essay. And your maths! No need to say!!!

And I went on degrading myself for 2 days. Down to he point when I thought my L1R4 will be like ...15?

I never thought that I could get 5 A's. It's like o.o When I messaged my Godmum my results, she replied "Congrats! Who you copy?" =.= My youngest uncle better. He ask me treat him buy Indian swwets. Kena get scolding from my mum because she think by right the uncle must treat the niece.

English - A1
Combined Humanities - A1 (!!!)
Maths - A2
A. Maths -B3
Science - A1
POA - A2
Tamil - C5 (Lol-ness)

I still remembered telling my dad that confirm get A1 for POA just because my balance sheet balanced. Hah. I bet I missed buy 2 or 3 marks to get an A for Amaths. I don't quite understand how I got a 2 for my emaths, since I thought Paper 1 was a daylight robbery of marks. I thought I'd get a 2 for science since I wrote the wrong technique to make the stupid salt. No surprise for Tamil, it's my most hopeless subject. But it went up one grade compared to my June results.

Biggest shocker is humans! If I thought that emaths was daylight robbery then geography was like rape in the middle of Orchard Road during Christmas.

Overall L1R5 is 10, which qualifies me for 9 JCs and my L1R4 is 7 (without CCA bonus)

Needless to say, very happy.

I know I'm being very evil saying this, but I feel extra good for kicking some people's ass. And no, it's not the girls (I think they tried their best, so shut up) but it' some classmates and a relative of mine. This goes to show that PSLE is nothing now. Just because you beat me 4 years ago doesn't make you the king/queen all the time. And finally, I'm not the black sheep in my family because that certain relative didn't score any A's at all, when she's capable of doing so :D

I honestly think that this is God's way of testing me because I promised that if he'd help me get good resluts then I'd give up tattooing and piercing completely. Great...

My relative in India are telling everyone that I passed my SLCs (like O level there) and my other uncle is going around giving sweets to everyone. Don't worry, that's one tradition I completely don't understand. What pisses me off is- and sorry if I sound damn proud- that I didn't just pass, I did VERY well. My mum explained to me that it's a big deal if you just pass. It's not fucking fair, I tell you, it's under estimating me. Must show the result slip lor

Oh yes, thanks to the girls (like 1 billion times) for the wonderful and ridiculously cute cake you decorated for me! No wonder it took you guys 1 hour between you messaging me that you're coming and when you DID finally come. Haha. It really caught me off guard. Which is why I was like "WTF is going on" for a full 20 seconds before I realised what was going on.

I did make a wish, involving a certain someone. Haha!

And Chrisitna's "OMG! He damn hot leh!" made me jealous. He's only for me to see ok! *zips up pic in comp* As you can see, I'm in a high.

Now, all I have to do in Poly is work my ass off and graduate with first honours and then get a scholarship for Uni.

Oh, and a huge breakthrough for the Bollywood industry. A R Rahman, the famous composer from India, grabbed a Golden Globe for his music in Slumdog Millionaire. I'm starting to think that I'd rather work in Bollywood first (I'd be damn lucky if I can be A R Rahman's engineer) and then move on to the big guns in America (AKA LP and A7X!).

Whatever it is, no one's gonna stop me, and I won't hesitate to tear a person down to make it to the top. I'd do anything, except anything sexual, I'll find my way to the peak :D

PS: If you are not happy with your results, it's not the end. Believe me, I know. I was devastated when I got my PSLE (a measely 203, I'll never forgive myself for that) and now I've done well. Some people are late bloomers, and I believe I'm one of them. So don't give up, you will be successful in life if you end up doing what you love and you have what you've always wanted. If you're happy with you're life then you're a success story. Money is not equal to success, which is one thing I'm yet to realise. I can tell you that, but I would call myslef a failure if I didn't have $10 mil in the bank by 30. Gaah.

2009-01-10T22:46:00.002+08:00

Architecture (SP)-17
Music and Audio Tech (SP)-12
Jurong JC Science-13
Pioneer JC Science-16
Aeronautical Engineering(SP)-12
Film, Sound and Video(NP)-11
Veterinary TEchnology(TP)-10

And I'm not even sure of half of them
Doomed, I tell ya, DOOMED!!!

2009-01-07T21:32:00.002+08:00

Omg!
Results out on the 12th!
It's 0% excitement and 100% panic. I still haven't got around to choosing the courses/JCs I want. Oh God.
Can't imagine doing badly. *hyperventilate*

On a happier note (I think), I had a redidculously weird dream. There were all the band members on board a plane. Can't remember much, but I remebered Idris say, quite seriously, "All the Chinese way over there and all the Indians and Malays, come with me" Why am I not surprised?

I'm so freaking bored, that I've started Mapling again.
Really.

2008-12-31T21:04:00.005+08:00

Maybe it won't be so bad
Madras, India
With the hottest/rich/very sweet guy
Impossible?
~~I think not~~
Well,actually, yes
And dear God, I hope he doesn't know what a blog is
And if he does, I hope he doesn't blog-hop
If he finds mine...

In another 2 hours and 56 minutes (as of now), it will 2009.
I don't think it's gonna be much different when the clock strikes 12...right? Maybe after that it will be different, the next day or something.
Ok, I'm crapping.
There's this stupid adjustment to international clocks because this is the leap year and apparently, there's and additional second (or was it half?) added to the year. So the count down will be like this:
Three, two, one-and-a-half, one, happy new year!

=.=
Wtf. Scientists have nothing better to do is it? Like, I don't know...SAVE THE WORLD FROM GLOBAL WARMING?! I think that the only people who should be immensely interested in this are the people who make those painfully accurate Swiss watches and clocks.

Warning: Random thing before I continue because this is way too funny. So lmao
Lil Wayne Slips & Falls On Stage

Oh and this. Which pisses me off.
"On Tuesday, the Ford motor company announced that two of their new 2010 cars will feature new self-parking technology.

How is that even possible???

Well, the technology uses ultrasonic sensors on the front and rear of the vehicle, combined with electric power steering to angle and guide it into a snug parking space — all with the push of a button."

Humans will be living in a gigantic spaceship in the near future, just like in Wall-E. Fuck, I wanna park my car myself! Speaking of cars, the Hummer H3X
is in Singapore! Freaking $205,000 can?! Hopefully the price drops (REALLY drastically) by the time I get to drive.

December-borns are apparently like this:
Loyal and generous. Patriotic.
Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable.
Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.

Err...very inaccurate I guess

I just remembered: The kids will be going back to school the day after and on a Friday. Haha!

My mum said something in India which threw me totally off-guard. She said her biggest regret was not bringing me up in India. She claims that if the education was as good as Singapore, she would have let me grow up there.

Apparently, I don't understand the true meaning of having a family. My idea of a family is just visitng during Hari Raya. There, you can just walk into a relative's house and they'll smile real big and welcome you. I'm serious about the just-walk-in thing. Me and my mum walked into her friend's house (just cross the road and, voila!) at 10.30pm and stayed there 'till 11.30.

Maybe things would have been much different if I was brought up there. No computers and internet. Just running around spinning wooden tops and playing simple village games. I'm 16 and just several hours ago I finally learnt how to spin a top. No intensive studying (not until the exams are 1 week away), but finish your homework and run out onto the streets and watch the boys play cricket.

Maybe my immediate family won't be just my dad, mum and myself. Maybe I'd have a younger brother, or more than 2 siblings. Believe me, it's intensely lonely being the only child. I grew up not knowing what it is like to push my younger brother to the ground because he didn't want to give me the toy pan. Or what it is like to get into a shouting match with my sister because I shouted at her for something small. I can never order my younger brother to run to the kitchen and get me something.

I held my infant cousin knowing that I can never do the same thing again and tell everyone that's the baby's my sibling. I can't event imagine when my one (future) children realise that they don't have any aunts or uncles on their maternal side.

My mother jokingly asked if we should take my cousin with us, raise him as my own brother. I said yes. They think I'm joking but I'm not

I get everything I ask for but quite honestly, it's not worth it.

Being the only child is one of the worst things in the world to me. Please, don't do it to your son or daughter.

I've got another thing to worry about: Poly courses

Happy 2009 everyone

Kiss someone when the clock strikes 12?
Phfft, I (don't) wish

2008-12-24T23:26:00.004+08:00

Day 3 in Singapore and I'm still jet-lagged.
Oh, but firstly....Thanks to (in no particular order) Christina, Shak, Wanteng and Thivyan for your birthday greetings. Really appreciated it.
And, happy belated to (although I don't know 2/3 of them, but hey!) Brad, Zacky V and Cricket Dude.

Happiest moment of the trip is the birth of my cousin! He came out earlier (15 days earlier) but I guess it's a good thing. I was afraid that he would be born after the 20th, which means I wouldn't get to see him.

Meet baby Irfan, born on December 5th 2008 at 9.05am. So freaking cute! He does these expressions that remind me of Donald Trump.

I swear, he's either gonna be a cricketer (if that's how you spell it), a rockstar or an F1 racer. Yes, I'm that desperate. Oh, and I'm ginna give him my guitar when he's 5. Damned country doesn't really promote music.

Half my trip was ruined by Cyclone Nisha (Cat 6, for God's sake) ripping through the part where I was. My dad pretty much freaked out and my dad, mum and myself left my mother's hometown for 3 days to another city to escape the cyclone. What was supposed to be a 3.5 hour trip to the other city turned into a 7 hour ride in the car because it was fucking flooded EVERYWHERE and many trees were uprooted.

We had to enter a damn ulu village and drive for almost 10km to re-enter the main road just because a huge tree got uprooted and blocked the whole road.

At the places where it was flooded, the water was at the calf level. We managed to get through because we borrowed this from a friend:

It's a Tata and it's a freaking good car. Don't judge Tata with the stupid Nano it's coming up with. I honestly think that their SUVs are more durable than most Singapore cars.

It didn't help that it rained like a bitch. In India there are many paddy fields and the government is so freaking clever to level the roads and the fields. So naturally, when it rains like mad, everything overflows and you can't tell the difference between the tar road and the paddy field. I'm dead serious about this.

Apparently, a car lost the track of the road and drifted into the paddy field. Everyone died in the incident because help takes several hours to arrive and the villagers move to other places because their houses are ON the paddy field. Pretty much 3/4 of the house will be under water.

On the return trip, it didn't rain but it still took 7 hours (instead of 3.5) to reach my mum's hometown because a river bank broke and all the river water came gushing out onto the roads. Th water level was at my uncle's waist, and my uncle is pretty tall.

The winds were so strong that trees either snapped or were uprooted. Even coconut trees SNAPPED. You know how sometimes they plant trees by the roadside and the roots grow into the road? I saw one tree like that which tore the road apart when it uprooted.

A little vid of the floods. This was after the cyclone passed. I was too freaked out in the car to do anything properly.

And a little snippet of the beach when the cyclone was still passing. The guesthouse we were staying at had a direct view of the beach. I was left awake until 3 plus in the morning because I could hear the wakes breaking against the shore.

And I went to Madras (shopping haven and after 8 years!) but had to turn back after two hours because the water level in some areas were rising and my dad didn't want to get stuck there. It sucks that the hotel rates are so high. Even if the plane lands in Madras, we immediately go to the seaside guesthouse (4 hours away, at the next major town) because of the damn hotels rates! The Trident in Madras charges RS. 11,000 per night in a normal room, without taxes. That's S$332.901 per night! Mad or not?!

And it deprives me of seeing Cricket Dude! *throws tantrum* Although I think I will stay rooted on the spot wide-eyed and blush like mad when I see him. What the heck. I shall threaten my uncle to buy a house in Madras for us to stay in for 2 days if not I shall refuse to return to India.

A 8 year old wish finally granted. A tiered cake! Only RS 1500! That's only S$48.

For my wedding, I demand a 13-layered one!

Speaking of weddings, the first thing that many relatives ask my mum is "When is your daughter going to get married?" So fucking irritating! And the next popular question is: Is she going to be a doctor or engineer? Wtf?! Are those the only two known professions?

One of my mother's friends is trying to convince my mother to marry me off at 18! Dunno what the heck she's thinking. But what hurt me most is that my mother says that I'll marry at 21. I think I can label her as heartless if she's willing to give away her only child to a stranger. My father was never nearby when she mentioned about the age. Even if it is Cricket Dude, I will refuse to marry him, no matter how good looking or rich he is.

My uncle told my mum about the story of a bride who was forced into marriage to someone she didn't like. The bride went as far as to crying at the altar! I attented a relative's wedding in India and I observed that the bride never once smiled. She never in looked up the whole time, her head was bowed down. I don't want that. I want to be smiling and laughing at my wedding.

Worse still: the groom's family gets to choose the saree for the bride. It's so WTF!

Anyway, since my aunt gave birth to a boy, it's a Muslim practice to sacrifice 2 goats and donate the meat to the poor. My mum requested that we debone everything and use the bones to make soup.
The ribcage

Uncle: Nuzie, take a picture and show to your dad. Makes me look like I'm working hard.
Not. Never do anything lor, just stand there. =.=

And a vid of the big vat of soup cooking.

The job of the same uncle and his stubborness of not getting married and that everything he owns should go to me. It's so wtf lah. I don't need a piece of land in India. And for using my name so much (in 3 businesses), I should charge him. And for making my name not rare anymore! Got 2 other kids with my name!

Random: My first henna attempt

Adil says RAWR!

Dangerous driving in India

Many vids of firecrackers being set off at my birthday. I forgot to mention: India won the Test match against England by 6 wickets (not that I understand what it means) on my birthday. Hah. The vids are in tamil, so you'll probably don't understand

Cute little kids on a school excursion. No buses for them. Some don't even have shoes and walk bare-footed. Count your lucky stars

The kids who pestered me to take their photos and call me their sis (it's really lonely being the only one ok!)

This photo made me realise how much I look like my mum

If you wanna get a glimpse of how teenage boys dress in India, just look at Cricket Dude on the right. Warning: he looks like a complete idiot in the photo and it does no justice to his looks. And he's wearing sandals *smack head* I have no idea why he's walking on the red carpet instead of my uncle.
And Cricket Dude and I are very, very, very distant cousins *groan* Somemore, both of us are decendants of families that were once one of the 4 richest sristocratic families in India

Shut up. He's good looking :D

And my happiest purchase

The Paolini series, 2nd hand, for only RS 300! Only S$10!

Recent conversation:
Dad: Eh, time to buy new study table for you. It's going to break any moment
Me: For what? Only 3 more years. Poly then finish
Mum: What do you mean 3 more years? *glares*
Me: I don't want to study here
Mum: *freaks out* How can you not study your degree?!
Me: What you saying? I want a degree, just not here
Mum: *freak out, again* OVERSEAS?!

She's so afraid of losing me for 3 years overseas, yet she's not afraid to just let me marry a man I don't know.

PS: I'll dare say this. Cricket Dude is better looking that Fernando Alonso. *Gasp*
PPS: Merry Xmas
PPPS: I WANT A BRO!
PPPPS: Time to quickly fall in love with a guy in India. Shall tarnish my family name and escape arranged marriage
PPPPPS: Ma, will you still give me away just like that?

My dad's family was torn apart because of money
So was Cricket Dude's
I saw it with my own eyes
Make me wonder
Is money all that important?
Much more important than your blood?

2008-11-24T22:19:00.001+08:00

Just realised that the band members are in Genting
And the internet us so bloody slow. Can toss the comp out the window

It's raining like mad even though it's not supposed to right now.It's so heavy that if you go out without an umbrella, you'll be bruised. The power went out 4 times last night and they're predicting that there will be a huge storm within 48 hours. And just because it rained, they called off school for 2 days.

On a happier note...the guys here are hot
0.0 Yes, I know how you feel.
The years spent playing cricket from the age of 5 really pays off. By 18 they're nicely toned in their arms (you think the bat so light arh? It's heavier than our school bags) and they have the 'V' that every grown man is supposed to have. Oh, they're all bloody tall. Nothing less that 180 (that's more than 6 feet!). Unlike some people...they respect the women here.

Cricket Dude's parents are putting him through the Junior Indian Cricket Team or something like that because he has talent (and he's way too good-looking for his own good). So far I haven't seen him but hey, if I do, it's not like I'm complaining. Although it would be a challenge to stop staring at him. Anywho, good luck to him. If he makes it all the way, he's be a millionaire ver, very soon

Oh and, the whole town's making a big hoo hah about a Muslim girl marrying a Hindu boy she fell in love with. *Roll eyes*

My mum happily told everyone that I'm getting married when I'm 23. Makes me feel like I don't exist. “Let her finish her degree then I’ll marry her off” Study so hard then go and toil at home for what? What ever happened to my dreams

I want to go home
Yet, I want to see him again
Feel my heart skip a beat when our eyes meet
Let him become a cricket star
I’ll be cheering him on at every match
It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t know I’m there
Call me a hopeless romantic…
The answer shall be no if you ask the question at truth or dare 

2008-11-24T22:19:00.000+08:00

2008-11-15T18:58:00.004+08:00

It doesn't feel like we've graduated and leaving the school huh? It's like...Oh, ok. Finish O levels liao.
I think it will truely hit us when we start afresh at our polys and JCs.
The thought of making new friends makes me sick.
But, God forbid, we ever lose contact. I've lost contact with my P-school friends (except from Sulaiman and Shak, but not that I'm complaining about losing contact) and really, I want to be able to meet up even after 10 years (and more!).

And Christina...YOU TOOK MY MAKE-UP REMOVER!!!!
Eh, nvm lah.

Ok! Pics! I tried to doctor the photos through GIMP, but failed miserably.
And no more 1-photo posts :D Might as well do it now since I'll only be back in December, then the photos will be very over-due.

Thanks to Idris, there are many useless photos.

Take 1:

Take 2:

Take 3:

Take 4:

Take 5:

Take 6:

Take 7:

Take 8:

Take 9:

Take 10:

And Idris told me he clicked 8 times -.-

And I realy, really wished that I didn't break out at that time, but alas, I did.
*mumbles under breath*. So ignore my horrible complexion (and goofy grin). I look like an idiot in most photos.

Me and Thivyan. I'll mis him. It's fun talking about everything (including making fun of teachers, one in particular)

The girls and myself:
Wanteng...my partner in crime for 2 years. Abandoned me in POA (just kidding), and a complete sweetheart who is somehow always in a drunk stupor. Although she's been sober for several months.

Samantha. Small size, too much evil. I'm surprised that he evil bone hasn't burst out from beneath her skin. Don't be fooled by her soft voice.

Christina. The tallest one with the perfect teeth I wish I could have. And that bloody good complexion. I know she'll always be there because she lives 9 floors below me :D

Vani. The darker version of Marilyn (sorry, had to say that). Super fun to be around, especially during Tamil class, where me Vani, Thivyan and Jasila crack jokes like mad.

Suhana. Becasue of her, I'll never forget my dad's, Michael Phelp's and Yngwie Malmsteen's birthdays. She'll make a very good Prime Minister, and anyone bigger than her will cower under her......strictness? And put on some weight, will ya?!

Class portraits

The team of critics of tamil teachers. I will greatly miss the times where the teacher's not around and we're in the library, where we'll try so hard to hold back our laughter. And Vani snorts!

Mr Tan! The best science teacher in ze world! Never once got angry with us, and always encouraged us to do better. Thanks Mr Tan!

Mrs Nani. Actually until now I don't quite know her proper name. By far the most competent tamil teacher in YCSS.

Yaser. Finally remembered that his name has only one 's'. Very fun to sit beside him, cuz he can sometimes crack really inappropriate jokes. He's tip-toeing in the picture because I pointed out the fact that I was taller than him in my heels.

Suliaman. Finally! After 6 years then get a pic of him!

Group photo. My camera died. So, no more

I go kope from other people later. Actually got more photos...but heh...

Oh, must thak teahcers.
2005/6, 1E1/2E1 (I can't quite remember all)
Ms Karen Soh, Ms Kaur, Ms Lee SH, Mr Liew, Mrs Erh, Ms Tan, Mdm Rezwanna, Mr ong SY, Mrs Lim

2007/2008. 3E1/4E1
Mr Ng-Lee PC, Mr Liew, Mr Hon, Mr Paul Lim, Mr Tan KT, Mrs Erh, Mr Ryan Wong, Mr Leung, Mr Tan, Mrs Diane Ng, Mis Chee

And to the biggest teenage influences in my life (in no particular order):
Wanteng, Christina, Vani, Samantha, Suhana, Cheryl, Shak, Idris, Rafi, Marcus, Sulaiman, JASON!!!, Ahmad, Thivyan, Jasila, Eddie

Thanks you so much for making my life more colourful, full and meaningful. If I ever get famous, I'll thank you on TV! Haha. And, if I ever forget you guys, it's because I have Dementia (touchwood)...

Oh, and more thanks to the people who have shown me that it's sometimes possible to do what the world thinks you are incapable of doing, for fuelling my passion in music and racing and teaching me that the glass is half full. Thanks to (I'm on a roll, and I'm having mood swings, so excuse me. And keep your eye-rolling to yourself!):

Wanteng, Christina, Vani, Samantha, Suhana, Cheryl, Shak, Idris, Rafi, Marcus, Sulaiman, Ahmad, Jason, Chester Bennigton, Mike Shinoda, Rob Bourdon, Brad Delson, Mr Hahn, Phoenix, Jimmy "The Rev" Sullivan, Zacky Vengeance, Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton, Lewis Hamilton, Felipe Massa, Fernando Alonso

If you're wondering why Lewis is up there, it's because he proved to the world that it is possible for a rookie to pull of something very unexpected. He won the championship and it's only his second season in his career. No matter how much I don't like his attitude, I still respect him.

This sounds mad, but this is the revised version of my dream home!

First...when you enter the compound through wrought-iron gates, you hear dogs barking. There's 25 of them guard dogs who just want to maul you. Lucky you if you have a car. Otherwise, you have to clatter down the cobblestone pathway for 50m before you get to the front door.

I answer the door and see you gasping for breath and I go "didn't you see the intercom at the side of the gate? You could have contacted me and I would have locked them up for you". Sucker....
Ok, I shall skip the story telling. And I'm warning you, alot of the pics are repeated.

The grand staircase

The master bedroom. I don't understand why it's so spartan.

The balcony

The toilet

The white grand piano. One in the master, one in the studio and one in the music room

A kitchen equipped with everything, so much so that Nigella will be embarrased :D

The clothes closet

The shoe closet

The make-up closet. You know how they display all their stuff on those racks? I want it built like that and I can't find an example! So, here's the sneak peak at my future collection. It's only MAC, so be warned...

The guitar closet. Yes, I said that

The studio

Pool

The stream to the grotto

The backyard

And...the horse stable

This sucks...does anyone know where to get those interior design programmes?

Things I'll miss in India
1. the girls
2. Nemo!
3. My comp
4. The series of friends
5. Mythbusters
6. Sushi

PS: Fernando Alonso said that one thing he'll never eat is Sushi!!!! WTF!!?!?!?! And he has the cutest accent. And he's married -.- *mumble under breath*

2008-11-09T23:16:00.002+08:00

Ok ok, feast your eyes on these!
Ok, so maybe the girls will find the first few pics really really nice, and the second part is more for guys. And my dream home (duh, it's fucking big.)! You'll have to tolerate it :D

Yes, I have really expensive taste.

Fancy intense purplish pink diamond ring USD$695,000 (Tifanny's)

Grossularite and diamond earings USD$32,500 (Tiffany's)

Emerald cut three stone USD$64,000 (Tiffany's)

Eh, some of the bling is missing.
As you can see, I made a mistake visiting Tiffany's website.

CARS!!!

Mercedes Benz SLR Mclaren. Love the way the door opens but if it's in Singapore, you'l likely to scratch the next car's door

Bugatti Veyron, the USD$1.7 million monster

Ferrari Spider

Lamborghini Gallardo

Bentley Continental

The Ferrari F1 car. Definitely not for sale, way too dangerous. But why not?

oh, SMACK THE ZACK!

And now......to my dream ~~home. Bungalow. Masion.~~ Palace!

The front, minus the garden. Imagine a cobblestone driveway...and 25 guard dogs running after you.

The backyard, with the huge willow tree to sit under.

The horse stable. Yes, I want one.

Pool number 1

The stream leading to...

The grotto! sans the guy

The grand staircase

Can't find a grand enough master bedroom so here's the toilet!

And the balcony

Can't live without a studio.

And a walk-in closet

And a walk in shoe closet (two different things ok!)

The 20-car garage

I know I'm missing alot of things but it's 12 am and I'm tired. I'll write it out tomorrow. Really no life man!

Anyway, I think if I told my mum that that's my house, she'll go bonkers on me and start nagging.
"Why can't you be happy with a condo? And you living alone is it? Where's your boyfriend? Good lah, easier to be match made with a dude."
No exactly like that...but yeah
I think she'll keep quiet if I tell her I'll buy a nice and big house for her within 1km of a wet market, with a car and cahuffer. She has been complaining for god knows how long about the distance of our home to the nearest wet market -.-

Great, now I have to study

2008-11-05T23:00:00.010+08:00

Ok, rant about F1 (I must be following F1 news more that world news). I know I've said I don't support Ferrari, well, the story is different now. Skip until the *** if you don't wanna read.

And I don't care if you think I'm wrong

Ok, this is so bloody screwed. I'm starting to think that Glock purposedly slowed down. I smell match-fixing. But of course, it's denied. It hurts so much to see Felipe like this (the pic is from the newspapers, so kena cut off):

Don't roll your eyes. I respect him and look up to him. If you have no one to respect and look up to, you'll go no where in life.

But of course, the Ferrari team principal can kick himself in his own balls (yes, I said that). The new principal (Domenicali) has no fucking brains. I may not be an F1 expert, but heck, I'm not so naive. He actually kept the drivers on dry tyres after the first pit stop although it was obvious that the rain was gonna fall hard.

And then, Massa's engine BLEW UP during the Hungarian leg (Massa was three laps away from winning the leg) and one race later a malfucntioning connecting rod hit Raikkonen at the next race. Common sense will tell you to send the cars for overhaul and checking. For goodness sake, the driver's life could be at stake! What if Raikonnen's car blew up into smithereens (choy. But just saying) and goes into a coma? Oh, it's simple for them, since they can always have the other two drivers take over. But fuck you man, if it happens.

Even after the new electronic visor malfuntioned in Valencia (and when Massa almost crashed into another car because of it), Domenicali still insisted on using the visor instead of the very very reliable lillipop man.

Serve him right, cuz in the Singapore leg of the race, the visor malfunctioned again, and Massa drove off with the fuel hose still attached. This cost him the CHAMPIONSHIP.

One thing's for sure: Massa's hungry for revenge. I say go for it. Keep you head high and leave this season with pride, come back next year and thrash everyone (except for Raikonnen, duh. He's your team mate).

As Schumacher said : "What a finale. But Felipe can leave that race with his head up. He will for sure attack again next year."

The beautiful thing about Massa is, although this all happened due to his team, he never once blamed them. This is why I respect him so much. It shows how much he values his job, and being part of the biggest team in F1: Scuderia Ferrari.

And Raikonnen and Alonso (squeal). They decided to stand by him no matter what happened, because they believe that somehow, Hamilton doesn't deserve it (well, duh).

The next year I hope to see two Ferrari team mates holding up the coveted trophy. One the champion, the other the 1st runner-up. Don't care who comes in third, unless if it's Alonso, which will make me bloody happy.

I don't believe Lewis won because he's talented. He won because Glock slowed down. It's because of luck. Like Ferrari said, the title's on loan to him.

Good luck next year Felipe. Hopefully, I can go to the Singapore leg of the race and fly the Ferrari flag (and maybe the Brazilian flag too. Oh, and the Spaniard and Renault flag) high and proud.

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Ok, done ranting about F1.Now: rant about how my life has been screwed from the beginning. All articles credited to Wiki

Beginning of Lewis Hamilton's career is like this.
Hamilton began karting in 1993 at the age of eight, at the Rye House Kart Circuit and quickly began winning races and championships. At age ten, he approached McLaren F1 team boss Ron Dennis for an autograph, and told him, "Hi. I'm Lewis Hamilton. I won the British Championship and one day I want to be racing your cars." Dennis wrote in his autograph book, "Phone me in nine years, we'll sort something out then." Ron Dennis actually called him a few years later, after Hamilton started winning championships.

Me: No matter how crazily mad I am about cars, my parents laughed at me when I asked them to take me to the racing circuit in India. F1 future as the first female driver: 0

Early life of Fernando Alonso: Alonso's father José Luis, an amateur kart racer, wanted to pass on his passion to his children. He built a kart, originally meant for eight-year-old Lorena, but unlike her three-year-old brother, she showed no interest in the sport. As a child, Alonso participated in karting competitions around Spain, supported by his father, who also doubled as his mechanic. His family lacked the financial resources needed to develop a career in motorsport, but his victories attracted sponsorship and the required funds.

Me: Refer to the one above. And to add on, I have no support what so ever.

ok, enough F1 stuffs.
Moving on to music! And Michael Phelps.

Early life of Phelps: In his youth, Phelps was diagnosed with Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). He started swimming at age seven, partly because of the influence of his sisters and partly to provide him with an outlet for his energy. He excelled as a swimmer, and by the age of 10 held a national record for his age group. More age group records followed, and Phelps's rapid improvement culminated in his qualifying for the 2000 Summer Olympics at the age of 15.

Me: I'm fucking scared of any water level that goes above my belly button. That's about 1m. And again, I get laughed at by my parents because I said I wanted to go back into the water and get over my fear. Did I mention that I have 0 support for taking part in sports?

Early life of Mike Shinoda (!): As per his mother's wishes, Shinoda began his classical piano training with lessons around the age of six, his enthusiasm eventually growing. At the age of thirteen, he expressed the desire to move towards playing jazz, blues, and maybe hip-hop. During his middle school and high school years, he added the guitar and, eventually, rap-style vocals to his repertoire.

After high school, Shinoda enrolled in the Art Center College of Design to study graphic design and illustration. It was here that he made the acquaintance of DJ and turntablist Joseph Hahn, who, along with Delson's college-mate Dave "Phoenix" Farrell, was soon added to Xero's line-up. Shinoda eventually graduated from college with a degree in illustration, securing himself a job as a graphic designer right after graduation

Me: No musical background and no artistic background. Way to go, parents. Hoorah.

Ok, I can go on and on. But I'm tired and my eyes are hurting.

Anyway, One final thing before I fall asleep on my keyboard. I know I've said this many many times before, but I have to, because I'm frustrated. I'll say this again: I'll give up everything I know and all the comforts in my life to have the life styles that LP and A7X have. When I mean I'll give up everything, I mean EVERYTHING.

I don't care if I get into fist fights with my band mates or son't bathe for 2 whole days because we're on a highway and we can't stop. I don't care if we only have $25 a day to survive on. I don't care if I'm jet lagged and I have 2 flights a day.

I want to wake up not knowing with country I'm in. I want to wake up in the dark bus not knowing if it's morning or night. I want to roll over in my bed and find myself on the floor, because the bed is so small. I want to play in front of a 10,000 strong crowd who's screaming your name and worships you. I want to enter the studio and pick up the guitar and start recording off the bat. I want the songwriting to flow as smooth as the ink flows out of the pen.

I want it all, but the quetions are, how will I get there and will I ever get there?

I'll leave you with this, although I know you all won't watch. This will serve as a memory for me, 10 years down the road. Maybe I'll cry, because I never got where I wanted to be so bad. Maybe I'll laugh, because the guys from the bands are laughing at my posts and pure desperation.

A7X bloopers

The Bullet train and the effects on Chaz

"Look! Santa!"- Chester

Meteora Shooting "I take it like a man" - Chaz

LP being their mad, crazy selves

LP Bus tour

LP preparing for the tour, and fooling around. Chaz dances at the end

Rob, Mike, Brad and Phi rocking the mullet

Oh yes. Just recently, I really listened to Chester sing real aggressive (better earphones, better projection.) and I realised what their last producer was trying to say. When he sings real hard, his voice splits to three different notes, and it's something the producer's never seen before.

Ugh, I'm tired. It's 12.32am by the way, and I woke up at 6.15 because of MT o levls

Edit: 12 hours (there about) later. Cuz I remembered something
Super fabulous song (although it's damn melodramatic and I don't like the voice)

(Wounded) Meet My Maker Part 2 By Good Charlotte/Benji Madden

Scream by Chris Cornell. One of the best voices I've heard.

You'll be safe here by Rivermaya, a Phillipino band. They somehow fell after their lead left and a new one came. Sad...

One last thing: I hate Asian parents. I will never make a mistake and become an Aisan parent. I swear, my kids will be doing anything else other than studies. None of them shall be in academics unless they want to (by then I'll be =.=)

How I wish I could snatch the trophy from Hamilton and give it to Massa/Raikonnen/Alonso

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real
I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along

I will never know myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed
I will never be anything till I break away from me
I will break away, I'll find myself today

2008-11-03T17:17:00.002+08:00

Eh, Lewis Hamilton won. Not quite happy about that really (although I do have a crush on him). I somehow think that he doesn't deserve it. He's so arrogant sometimes, and Massa seems so...humble. If it weren't for Glock slowing down, Massa would have won. He just HAD to slow down...and then Hamilton won by 1 point.

And the Sao Paulo people suck. Racists...can't be good sports people.

Either way, congrats for being the youngest, the first black and the first rookie to win the championship.

Lewis look quite calm in the front page today. Hello!!!! You just won the championship! If it were me I would be running around, screaming like a girl and crying like mad. Oh, and I will hug everyone in sight, even my rivals. Nice way to drive them mad. Should also hug the team principals. Andddddd........kiss Fernando Alonso. Haha. Only in my dreams

And If I lose, well the helmet's going to fly in the champion's face. Unless it's Alonso or Massa or Raikonnen.

SS was a blessing from God! The essay questions were...a God-send! As if that didn't make my day....I saw this:

If you're watching it and you can't figure out what Brad's doing, he trying to figure out how to flush the toilet. And fast forward to 6 mins plus, Chester exaggerates the thunder and towards the end, Brads FINALLY flushes the toilet.

I miss them. I can't believe it's been almost a year since I've seen them. Rob didn't bother to cut his hair. It's flying all over the place, but it's so freaggin cute.

And must see the LP tour bus at 1.07. It's insane! "Send me a hundered dollar entry form, to trim Pheonix's nails at blogspot dot phoenix dot gov" - Phoenix. Mike plays the acoustic for Little Thinsg Give you Away. And they showed the pics of New Orleans many years after Katrina. It's still a mess.
AND THEY'RE MAKING A NEW RECORD!!!!
Which means... THEY'RE COMING BACK!!!!!! Can't wait!

Another thing to add to my list. Watch my LP vids since it's been a long long time since I've (mentally) been with them.

GO SCUDERIA!

2008-10-31T17:47:00.004+08:00

POA's over! And it was easier than expected. No bank recon leh.

The best bit: MY BALANCE SHEET BALANCED! Yeah!!!! 20 marks confirmed!

Quiz by Cheryl. By far the most interesting one. I had to redo this cuz I didn't realise that it was on my library, not my Zen -.- And for some reason, my A7X songs are missing from the list. And many more at the too. I listen to much more that this. Stupid player.

If you're life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be?

Here's how it works:
1. Open ur library(iTunes, Winamp, Ipod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When u go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie

Opening Credits: Shadow of the day - Linkin Park (Everone go OOOOO)

Waking up: Faint – Linkin Park! (That’s song I sometimes wake up to…really! Alarm clock)

First Day at school: We Belive - Good Charlotte (Wtf)

Falling in love: Lying from You – Linkin Park

Fight Song: Meet my Maker – Good Charlotte (Meet your maker lah! And FF to 5.30. It's the nice part)

Breaking up: Don’t Stay – Linkin Park (THE most perfect song! Go listen!)

Prom night: Ass like that - Eminem (ROFLMAO x1000)

Life: Leave out all the rest – Linkin Park (Omg...so perfect can)

Mental Breakdown: Chronicles of life and death – Good Charlotte

Driving: What I've Done - Linkin Park

Getting back together: Never Enough - Eminem (Wtf...And get back for what?!)

Wedding: No More Sorrow - Linkin Park (yay! No More Sorrow when I run away!)

Birth of a Child: I just Wanna Live - Good Charlotte (Lol, my kid has attitude. And he's gonna be a superstar!)

Funeral Song: Numb - Linkin Park (Smile big)

Final Battle: From the Inside – Linkin Park (Battle! And the video's about war!)

End Credits: Lose it - Atreyu (Nevermind...this song reminds me of Phelps)

Pass this to 6 people:
1-6)BAAAH! You volunteer yourself

Thinking up of a list to do for after exams
1. Burn my entry proof
2. Shopping with TNFs
3. Go buffet with Wanteng and Thivyan
4. Read many many novels and F1 books (I have a list of 20)
5. Go India -.-
6. Go shopping mad in Inida (including jewellery, if prices drop)
7. Go to the prawn fishing place...and BBQ it with butter!
8. Hit the Gym (after India). Must hit 40!
9. Get over my fear of water (Swimming, idiots!)
10. Draw more. Must get good at realsim
11. OOH! Watch 4bia with the girls
12. Redo my room! LP Logo on the ceiling! And the soldier on the wall!
13. Play the piano and guitar more
14. Buy an electric guitar
15. Play Rock Band, GTA IV on 360. If my dad decides to buy
16. Turn 16 in India. It's so WTF! Atleast my cuz will be born.
17. Learn to drive in India. Without my mum knowing, of course. And speed down the road, if the van can take it.
18. Bake more! And cook more stuffs
19. Get my tragus done. I'll be honest. Out of sheer desperation, I promised to God that if he can help me really good results, I'll forget my temptaion to pierce, drink, smoke and get inked. But I'll prbably have it for 3 hours, cuz I'm sure my mum will slap me. And so will my dad

For the first time in 3 years, I shouted at my mum. And I feel so damn horrible about it. She was complaining about me not playing the paino and I'm so freaking stressed that I snapped and went on about if I play so much then I fail...blah blah blah. What you want?! And I sort of frightened my mum cuz she didn't look me in the face and my dad kept quiet.

Seriously very stressed. Twice, while I was taking a nap, I woke up and told my mum and dad "One more paper to go", and then went back to sleep.

Anyway, I'll be glad that O levels will be over soon. And my work doubly hard for SS to redeem myself for making a blunder for my Geog paper.

I just realised something, actually a few days ago. I always thought I was ok with the younger-man-dating-older-woman thing. Well, that changed when I realised that Nicole Scherzinger is 30 and her boyfriend, Lewis Hamilton (Who looks like he's gonna screw up at Interlagos and let Massa take the Grand Prix title) is 23.

I don't know why but I feel absolutely disgusted. I just don't know why!!! It just seems so wrong to me. Ok, maybe because I have a huge crush on Hamilton. That smile is just irresistable (as are those celebs who I have a crush on). Atleast he misses her (he said so. Read Friday's Urban. Fash Hag's column)

Great...back to SS *groan*

2008-10-24T22:19:00.002+08:00

It doesn't take much for me to realise that I've completely ruined my life
Shatterd it
Don't expect any A1s

The A7X concert is going on and I'm sitting here like an utter idiot, when I should be leaving the stadium in 40 minutes drenched in sweat and smelling or alchohol (from other people. I swear, it rubs off).

I have a feeling that I'm a guy stuck in a girl's body. Seriously. Why? Cuz I can be a huge jerk (which is what girls use to describe guys) and I think it's perfectly alright for a guy to cheat on a girl (although I don't appreove of it...get it?) but not the other way round. Did I mention that I get turned on by the sound of a car engine? And a plane engine, and a motorcycle engine.

I actually follow F1 news, and I was addicted to wrestling (WWE, WWF, that kind of crap. And i actually believed in all that drama...esp when the undertaker made chairs float in the air. And I miss the Hardy Brothers) when I was 11.

And I tend to make crude jokes. Seriously, if I ever walk down the aisle (get married, you idiot!) and gte to the alter I'll go "Before we really get married, you know I'll leave with half of your stuff if I leave you, right? *big smile*"

Or: "Give me your credit card and let me go shopping, or I'll crash your car/you're sleeping on the counch/ you'll have no food tonight!"

But then again...I have a whole list of celeb crushes. And all of them are well into their 20s. Me thinks that older men are better...like (youngest first)

Michael Phelps (needs no introduction) - 23
Eamon Sullivan (Aussie Olympian) - 23
Lewis Hamilton (signed to Vodafone Mclaren Mercedes at 13!) - 23
Zacky Vengeance (Fellow Sagittarian) - 26
Synyster Gates - 26
M Shadows - 26
Fernando Alonso (sigh...) - 27
T.I - 28
Rob Bourdon (Bourdie!!!!) - 29
Kimi Raikkonen - 29
Brad Delson (guitarist with big heart, hair and another Saggitarian!) - 29
Mike Shinoda (Related to Tchaikovsky, hence the talent) - 30
Joe Hahn (very huggable and sarcastic) - 30
Dave "Phoenix" Pharrel - 30
Chester Bennington (the greatest singer in ze world!) - 31

And *gasp*...i think that Nicole Scherzinger or the other PCDs for that matter... aren't that pretty...sorry Cheryl and Christna!

Speaking of F1, the teams agreed to standardise all the engines!!!! WTF man! What's the point of competing with same engines? And will Ferrai ever want to switch to a Toro Rosso engine or *Gasp louder* a Force India Engine?

AND WHAT ABOUT MCLAREN AND RENAULT!?

GAAAAAAAH!!!!

I can't believe that I wrote about F1 in my O level compo. And the worse part is, my own story gives me the chills. Cuz...it's too bloody touching. I know, it's so self-absorbed. I wish I could get my paper back. I love the story too much.

I case you're wondering, there's female racer in F1 (AKA...ME!!!) and because of my greediness, I killed my team mate unintentionally. And then when he dies, I realised that he swereved so hard to aviod hitting me so that I won't crash and lose myself the championship. And the good team mate of mine is called Chester.

ZOMG! I killed CHESTER!!!!
Oh, fuck.
So long it's not Chester B, then it's fine. I shall name him....Chester Cheddar. And yes, cheddar is a cheese.

I'm insulted. They've contorted a traditional garb until...like that! Really...insulted. Lucky no other conservative Indian saw it.

Slipknot freaks me out. Go figure

Girls can only dream of having boyfriends like that. Bentley GT Continental for a present?!

Can throw away english, geog and amaths!!!!!

2008-10-17T17:28:00.000+08:00

Just like that
Two lines
All my dreams
Shatter

2008-10-12T16:11:00.002+08:00

O levels in 9 days, and I'm still fooling around. I don't understand why I'm not freaking out. Myabe I'm in denial. Anyone who knows me well knows that I'm ambitious, I have big dreams.

I want my big dreams to materialise. But I'm not working hard (enough) for it. It's like I'm expecting my dreams to just fall on my lap. And yet, when I do realise it, I'm still not doing anything about it! I'm so frustrated at myself. I can't get anything done right, or properly.

Maybe it's because I realise that now, in this condition that my family is in, I won't get anything in return for all my effort. My father recently bought me the Creative Zen X-Fi to replace my old and (spoilt) Zen. By the way, it's the most awesome gadget. The next day when I was leaving for school, may father told me:

"I bought this for you. You know what this means, right? I want you to get 7 A1s."
Honestly, even if I do get 7 A1s (which is a mracle), you think this is fair to me in any way. I toil day and night, study until 2.30 in the morning, wake up at 8, only leave the room for my meals and toilet break, and 3 hours at the comp every week...and all I get is a MP4 player?

Honestly, I think I deserve so much more. I may be the only child, but I'm not spoilt until I'm rotten. I actaully know how to use the washing machine (unlike some ridiculously spoilt kids), and I clean up after myself. According to me, I think I'm a fairly decent daughter. I don't shout at my parents anymore, and I hold the highest levels of respect for them.

And yet, there are these kids who have none of those, and they stupid parents just give them wads of money to shut their pie hole. They drop out of school, knock up girls, have sex tapes...and did I mention that they drive the Mercedes Benz SLR Mclaren?

It's a fail, fair world, innit?

I think I deserve, at the least, a decent electric guitar. Or and LP poster and their Hybrid Theory album. Nothing more. I'm not demanding a car, or a $1000 pair of shoes.

And then I realise that I am fucking stupid to think that a female can make it as a music producer. To make matters worse, I'm Indian, a Muslim and Asian. Still can say that if Singapore decides to breed it's first female F1 racer, I'll go. I'm deluded, it'll seem like I'm heroin to some people.

To make matters worse, everyone's going off to different fields in poly. I hate socialising unless I am close to the person. Making friends from scratch is one of the most terribelest things in the world.

10 years down the road...I wonder
I fear the worst: While the girls are dipping in diamonds and the guys in their Armanis, I'm still in my Bossini's. I fear being a failure, I fear of being left behind. I am scared that my children will see me as a bad parents because I can't get them whatever they want.

I know my parents feel that way. The stupid recession in the 90s and a motherfucking 'friend' (who ran away with all out money) left my family in this state. I know my parents feel immensely guilty that they can't get me what I want immediately (not that I mind).

I don't want to live the life that I have now. I want to supersize everything, for my future children.

Excuse me while I try to wrap my head around integration.

2008-10-09T18:28:00.002+08:00

Linkin Park cancels China tour over back injury

BEIJING - Linkin Park is canceling its China tour because lead singer Chester Bennington has suffered a back injury.

The band didn't say Tuesday how Bennington suffered the injury.

A statement posted on Linkin Park's official Web site said the band was canceling shows scheduled for October in Beijing, Shanghai, the central city Wuhan and the southern gambling enclave Macau.

The band also canceled its show in Taipei, the capital of Taiwan.

The concerts were fundraisers for victims of May's deadly earthquake in China's Sichuan province.

Linkin Park said it will still donate to reconstruction efforts, with the promoter of its Chinese concerts, Emma Ticketmaster, also chipping in and the World Bank matching the band's contributions.

Chester's sick...again. It's like the third time. Nevertheless, take care hun

2008-10-04T11:31:00.003+08:00

First thing my dad sees in my report book: The C (thanks to amaths)
Is he that blind to see that my L1R4 is a single digit (actually supposed to be 10, don't even know how it was lowered)?

And I would really appreciate me if he stopped degrading me infront of my family members. I got 203 for PSLE. So what?! I am a freaking late bloomer ok! At least I'm doing well now.

And the first thing I see on my comp: A distress message from Cheryl.
"NUZ!! You sure you don't want to go to A7X?!"

And I can't believe I sat through 2 hours of the F1 race. Damn exciting, don't know when a car will crash. Piquet's crash was spectacular. And Ferrari calls our race a nightmare. The fuel line got stuck in Massa's car and the other person's car crashed!

Massa's pit stop. He knocked over his mechanic!

Nelson Piquet's crash. First crash of the night! And the stupid guy ran across the road after getting out. What if kena langah by another car at 300kmph?! I was almost shouting at the screen when he did that.

And oh, the hotness

Hamilton has a gap between his teeth! Sorry, had to say that.

Must watch video from 1992. Super funny. Should see how they dress. And the way they dance, is the icing on the cake! The way they dress is like...a F1 car carrying all the fashion faux pas langah the singers. Oh and it's All 4 Love by Color Me Badd

And the words from the wise (AKA Christina): "Ay, I know they will come again some other year..But O levels happen once, and that's it"

2008-09-26T15:33:00.003+08:00

I should have been a tiny bit more specific when I asked God to bring me Avenged.

Shiteous results. That's what my dad thinks anyways.
English-B3
Tamil-B3
Emaths-A2
Amaths-C5
Humans-A1
Science-A1
POA-B3

L1R4: 10
L1R5: 15

"You should be getting A2 for English"
"You should double up on your amaths"
"What happened to your POA?"
"You mean cannot just use CCA bonus points?"

This is hwta I got when I told him my 'horrible' results. Atleast I freagging improved. My L1R5 was 18 the last time!

And then he finally said something that I know he's been holding back for God knows how long.

"I want you to get all As for your O levels"

Sucks.

These two are actually 16. And they're considered to be older than me since they're born on August 1992. Mad or not? I thought they were 12 or something.
And one of them actually dated Miley Cyrus for one day -.-

Freaking love this song! It's so sweet (yet sappy).

And Atreyu is coming to Singapore for the Rockstar Taste of Chaos tour! They are so awesome, especially the drummer!

One of the most meanigful vids I've ever seen.

The Gibson Robot guitar. Must watch ok! The tuning pegs move by itself! It's at the beginning and at around 2.00 minutes. ME WANT THE ROBOT GUITAR IN PURPLE!

*salivate*

My limewire is not working!

2008-09-19T17:16:00.005+08:00

Graduate...Go ITE
End up at poly, good for you
But you know what?
The dumpster and reject bin are the two best places for you
Take the finest pick, bastard

Get back majority of the papers, but never get back some components. Needless to say, I'm sitting on the edge of my seat thinking about my overall grade. Esp for emaths and english! Amaths no hope one lah.

Results, ok I guess. But I got 2 happy news (for me atleast).

Emaths Paper 1-67/80(EFFFFFF. I was hoping to get 70 plus)
Physics-69% (wah KNN. Spoiler sia. Work so hard for chem then phy drop)
Chemistry-84.5% (Must learn to work equally now)
Science (Overall)-77%
Amaths paper 2-63% (thanks Yaser, for taking away 1 mark)
POA- 65%

The two happy pieces of news:
Tamil (Overall)-67%
Geography- 39/50 (first time in my life!)
Social Studies- 38/50 (another milestone for me)
Comb Humans- 77% (faint)

Never in my entire life did I expect to get a B3 for my Tamil (I'm that hopeless at it) and an A1 in Humanities. It's like o.o I guess all the hard work paid off. And especially when I thought that SS was a disaster. I mean, when you get a C6 during mid-year you don't expect a mammoth improvement over one term.

My prize: Going to Geylang Serai tomorrow, which was already planned...like...1 week ago before the results came out -.-

Bloody hell. If I do well for my O levels and don't get a $1000 guitar...I'll go ballistic.

Oh and this guy:

Appeared in my dreams. So this is what happened:

I was actually a music producer working with Avenged (SCORE!). The guys decided to take a break while I actually decided to go into the studio and play the guitar (to relax or work on a song, I don't know). And so, I go to the guitars. Only have Syn's schecter guitar and his classical.

You know how the guitar is supposed to be propped this way?

In my dream, it was like this:

Don't ask me why it was propped on the tuning pegs.

So, I pick it up and start playing. 10 seconds later, the first string freaking breaks. And the worst part: The strings were somehow coated witha layer of glass (don't ask me. Maybe it's some new technology to making the guitar sound REAL good) and the shard of glass hurt me. And it actually freaking hurt! Can feel the pain! And Syn actually felt something was wrong and walked into the studio, giving that "Ok, what happened look"

Me, innocently says "I broke your guitar string"

And he gives me that you-broke-my-guitar-string look.

Usually, when these types of dreams involving famous people, it means that they're coming to Singapore and I need (not want, need) to see them.

BLOODY HELL!
I'm still pissed that they're coming during out O levels. Hopefully, something comes up and they shift it to 13th November. Heck, I'll happily ditch Grad Night for them!

Syn says "Yo, you there, Nuz. That's right, you *points finger*. You need to come to the concert. I want you to come."

I was imaginig if we all really did go to the concert with our uniforms. Everyone is wearing balck and there is a cluster of blue (aka: us). And then, since it's the Emaths paper, we will have our geometry sets with us. When we jump up and down, it'll jingle and make a din.

I think it's super funny. Cannot imagine Zacky's expression. It's like *scretch head*

And OMG!!!! MICHELLE CHEATED ON SYN!
I can't believe she cheated on a guitar god! They're supposed to cheat on the girl, not the other way around!
GOOD GOD! WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER!
He's such a sweetheart. Why hurt him?!?!?! I wish I could hug him and give him a bar of chocolate. Chocolate makes everything better.
Stupid, stupid girl!! Wonder what Val thinks, seeing as she's Shadow's (super long time) boyfriend and Michelles's TWIN sister.

I think Val and Shadows should get married! They're so sweet together.

I need to get me a new wallet, like this one!

Graceful Rob... -.- I still bloody love you!

WOOOO! Shake it Mike!

PS: Lil Wayne is kind of getting to me (as in, I'm starting to like 'Lollipop'). Blame Michael Phelps.
PPS: Ok, I don't like him. His lyrics make me feel so icky

I know I sound utterly pathetic, stupid even
But I'm clamouring for your presence around me
God, I should hit myself
Rather, the girls should slap me for feeling this way
And yes, I said clamouring
I feel like a whore now

2008-09-16T17:31:00.004+08:00

THE ONE TIME YOU BLOODY COME BACK AND IT'S ON THE O LEVELS!!!!!

WHY? WHY MY DARLINGS?!

KNNCCB (no, I'm not cursing the band, I love them, I'm cursing the date the Expo people gave them. And yes, I used the words KNNCCB)

I feel like crying. Last time was MCR, this year is A7X. What will next year bring?

Oh yah, A7X won the Kerrang Award for the best album. Congrats.

NOW WILL YOU CHANGE THE DATE!!!!!

Ok, so Rev can be a pretty wierd guy...so I'll telepath him a message to change the date! Maybe his wierdness will be and antannae for this.

For all you know, he may be karatae-ing someone's butt when he receives it.

I'm getting desperate.

Nuz: the concert at 8
Nuz: door open at 7
Nuz: we finish at 4.30
Christina: hmmm,
Nuz: we go in unfiroms?!
Christina: we go there in uniforms!
Christina: LOL
Nuz: then by the time go expo hor....waaaah
Chrisitna: scarly they like, hey, i see a group of students
Nuz: later they give us that look
Christina: then they invite us upstage
Nuz: nvm later we go backstage
Nuz: haha
Chrsitina: *awed*
Christina: SYN GATESSSSSSSSSS
Christina: i hope they'll change the date
Chrisitna: *prays*
Nuz: YAH
Nuz: ZACKY
Nuz: and JOHNNY!@!!!!!
Chrisitna: maybe some fans will all tell them that most of the supporters are teenagers and the will be having o levels
Chrsitina: HAHAHAHHA
Nuz: hmm
Nuz: fat chance
Nuz: we all write letters
Nuz: then take pics of us cutting ourselves
Christina: we send 100 of them
Nuz: fake one lah
Christina: LOL!!!!
Christina: red pens
Nuz: add photoshop blood
Chrsitina: YEAY

Let's just do that...

Omg, I can't believe this is happening.

I guess I have to take it this way: When I first see them, it will be because I'm a music producer at Universal. And then, when I personally know them well enough so that they won't take everything too seriously, I'mm jump on Johnny's back (he same height as me mah. Must be crazy for me to jump on Syn or M. Confirm no effect one, because they're so bloody ribbed) and hit him repeatedly on the head for the blunder of coming here during my O levels. And I'll speak (rather, hit) for everyone who wanted to go but had their Os!

And myabe I'll steal Zacky's food. And he can survive on celery sticks for the whole day (that's what he did when Rev stole his food, before going crazy of course)!!!

I guess I have to get over it. And if anyone's going there, congrats man. And if you ever see them...tell them that my soul is standing with them and I'm actually alive and kicking!

Bloody hell

I missed the MCR concert, I have to treat the A7X one the same way. Baaah, myabe I'll end up crying on that day.

What wouldn't I give up to see that perfect 'V' when the solo kicks in? And to see Syn's fingers speed up and down the fretboard so beautifully.

Dream number 1. Although they don't award producers...Hmph

Dream number 2. Oscar for sound mixing. Maybe some action packed movie. Remake of a classic 1920's movie...maybe even the Godfather. I would seriously love to rewrite the music and control a whole orchestra!

I guess...I have to be happy. I saw them. My angels.

Prelims are over, but the battle has just begun, and I have to go to do my Emaths exam with a heavy heart that I will probably never get to see my Best Band Number 4 perform (first 3 places taken by LP people!).

I'm starting to think that it's too far-fetched. Maybe I should just stick to becoming a doctor who cuts up people.

The minds of Singaporean parents: When you're young, they send you for violin, piano, ballet lessons and then when you grow up, they tell you that there's no future in the arts

However, on a lighter note...let's hope Michael sticks to swimming. It looks like acting is not his thing. Haha.

And he sings...out of pitch. He's so endearing

2008-09-12T18:34:00.002+08:00

The one time I could get a decent mark for Amaths and I bloody ruin it. Anyhow do integration. No mood lah.

I absolutely HATE HATE HATE intergration and diffrentiation. I'm like retard when one moment thay ask to diffrentiate then later ask to integrate.

If it's still gonna give you the same bloody answer...why do it?!

Physics and paper 1 was like...%^*&)#*@#*@&$&^(&)
Mr Leung told us that the average for Paper 1 Physics was at 10.7 or 10.8. Somewhere along that range. And it's doesn't make me feel any better when the Chemistry average is 12.8 or something like that.

Maths paper 2 aint any better.

Monday is POA!!!!! Crap lah...I bloody hate that subject. So troublesome. The best part, though, is you get half a mark for one line you draw correctly *thumbs up*

38 more days to O levels.
Panic level: 5.5
Prelims has made me realise how hard this is gonna be. The music course is 12 points. It's means that the lowest scoring person has 12 points and the highest is probably a 5-pointer. Somemore they only except 40 students a year!

My mum said that God loves girls who are matured and would grant their wishes. Needless to say I took advantage and prayed that he would sent me an angel to stand at my shoulders when I'm doing my O papers. I don't need a panic attack at that time.

Being my selfless self (cheh...) I prayed for everyone too. An angel for everyone. And good results when January comes. I actually prayed for the guys too...hmm.

Should go and pray that everyone gets their courses and doesn't fall ill.

See...I'm a good person

I can't still accept the fact that my parents are in denial and still think that I will turn out to be in society's norms...AKA doctor and not music producer.

I mean, I understand if outsiders cannot accept me, but my own parents? They do realise that it's their blood in my veins. So it's their fault that I'm this way. Oh yes, I'm very like my dad in terms of attitude.

Let's see: Incredibly stubborn, sarcastic, short fuse, cannot be late (wether it's ourself or others), cannot tolerate ill behaviour, strong stand, will never agree with a point even though it's more correct and know-it-alls (like Hermione).

And maybe I'm really like my grandpa. Apparently, my dad says that the both of them are alike. My gradfather was an accountant and my dad majored in Marketing (business, like poa). And I'm doing POA (ironically enough, I hate the subject but I'm passing).

Me and my mum...nothing much. Except that I think that I have her 'motherly' character. Don't know leh.

If you really want me to be a doctor, you can kiss goodbye your dream. You should have had 3 other kids to back up your dreams.

Happy news! LP won a VMA for best rock vid! Woo! And I didn't realise that Joe's wife was so beautiful and Talinda looks like PCD's Nicole from the side. And Chester's such a sweetheart, as always. Joe...the joker, as usual. Boy, I miss them.

This song is waaaaay too catchy.

I completely understand if you don't want to
Circumstances has also made me very unforgiving
But I seek some comefort in knowing that I tried
And I've never been so sorry for any of my actions in my whole life

Maybe mom's right.

And to the girls:
If I've ever hurt your feelings, I'm incredibly sorry. The worse part: I never realised it.
I don't intentionally hurt people unless they've hurt my own feelings and you guys have done nothing wrong.
I really, sincerely apologise

2008-08-29T16:24:00.002+08:00

I never meant it to sound like that
I'm sorry

2008-08-22T22:42:00.005+08:00

A new Hero is born
A new inspiration is written in my books

I know it's (way too) late, but Michael Phelps won 8 gold medals in one games. Crazy, no?

It's amazing. It's unbelievable. I have no idea how he did it, I want to know his secret, yet I don't want to know. I know, it's confusing.

Rohit Brijnath wrote a beautiful article called "Sharing Phelps' dream of a perfect score". A little (very, not really little) excerpt. Actually, it's the whole thing. Should read, because it's so fantastically written.

"The Water Cube is silent. The waters still. The scoreboard blank. The dream done. Michael has gone.

The champion has departed but her has left us fulfilled. Almost every morning, through nine days, I have arrived at this pool, collected the race schedule, climbed to the top stands of the Water Cube and watched a man chase his dream.

Always when he won, and always he won, I was on my feet. Michael does that to people, he moves them. He is an American, with a sad haircut, but it seemed impossible to not to get involved with his dream.

To chase eight golds was not arrogance, it was imply desperately brave. If he failed, so be it, but he was willing to try. History anyway was never made by the faint-hearted.

What happens when we watch sport? We are thrilled, inspired, impressed, entertained, entertained. But with Phelps, unusual emotions come into play: We are grateful, we were humbled. Mainly because he let us be witness to something we have never seen before. Or possibly again.

Phelps fascinated us, he forces us to look at him, with those boy’s hips, a stevedore’s shoulders, arms like cables, stumpy legs, no hair, a physique so strange it’s almost a human jigsaw puzzle gone wrong.

We liked him because he seemed unaffected, never shirking a press conference, sitting there, face long, mouth open, tiredness collecting at the corners of his lips, never complaining, never boasting, never sounding bored.

Once a Chinese journalist asked him the world’s longest question, Phelps couldn't hear the translation, chaos ensued, other journalists wanted to move on, but he waited, another translation was made, ha answered.

Champions are not judged on decency, but it is pleasing when they are unaffected by their own heroics. Throughout the nine days, Phelps explained his goal as raising swimming’s profile, of altering it’s status as a four-yearly sport.

Yesterday, he revealed, his friends had told him “it’s crazy” in the Us that on television the swimming is always on. Actually, it was he who is always on, he who America watches, but he didn’t say it. It was a nice touch.

We liked him, this revolutionary, because there us something pure to him, even noble, an athlete banking out everything for nine days just simply singularly fixated on his dream.

How did he get up so early, find energy, push himself, not go out (movies and sleep is all he did), see his mother for only 30 seconds, manage his emotions, and summon his best every time?

Maybe, we will never know. I don’t want to know. Because something so extraordinary, so beautiful, should just be enjoyed and not completely understood.

If genius could be explained, it would take some of the mystery out of it. It would make it seem common. It seems fitting that forever we will look back at Michael Phelps and ask: How?

These Games are not over, but these games belong to Phelps. Even if a swimmer, under two caps, behind goggles, obscured in the water, seems an unlikely athletic god.

Some believe he should say farewell. Eight gold is his measuring tapes and eight gold is unbeatable. Of course, that’s what we said about seven.

But Phelps will swim on, and should swim on. He has to competes in next year’s World Championships because his mum has never seen Rome, he grinned, and she wants to. And he’s an obedient boy.

He has to keep swimming because he wants more people to go swimming, watch swimming and he’s not close to his goal yet.

He has to keep swimming because he still hasn’t discovered how far his talent extends, he wants to try new events, perhaps the sprints. And anyone who has seen him his week, do they want to say stop to this man?

Towards the end of his final press conference yesterday, a journalist mentioned that we had heard everyone’s view on him, but what did Michael Phelps think of Michael Phelps.

He grinned. He paused. He said: “I’m lucky to have everything I have. I am lucky to have the talent, the drive, the want, the excitement about sport. I am fortunate for every quality I have.”

He got up. People clapped. He slid his lanky body through the throng, adjusted his cap and strolled away. Just a man searching for a new dream.”

I don't know what to feel about him. That is until I realise that I'm doing the same thing he did: Chasing the dream of a perfect score. There's just a few things missing in me - "the talent, the drive, the want, the excitement"

If I ever meet him one day, the first thing I will ask him is "why?"
"Why are you doing this to yourself? Why are you beating your mind and your body over this? How is it that you can keep your emotions under control during the Olympics, and I just fall into pieces over something as small and tiny as the national exams. Why are you doing this when there is a possibility of you failing? You're sacrificing so much for this. Why?"

I could ask myself "why" too. I'm ripping my soul and brain just to get a perfect piece of paper.

He wants people to get into swimming. I want Singapore to be more involved in music, just like in table tennis.

I guess I understand why he's doing this. I can understand the frustration he might feel when he sees that people are passing off swimming as another sport. I am bloody frustrated that the country is not giving as much attention to developing music here and presenting them at an international level.

Michael had to get eight golds for people to turn their attention on swimming, even though people were watching him instead. What do I have to do to convince the government here that music is just as important everything else? Do I have to sell 10 million records as a music producer overseas when it's is finally realised?

I have searching for the spark that will ignite my will to do well in the exams. Phelps found it easily. Where did he look? What did he do to get it?

He did 17 races in 19 days. I have 15 in one month. How am I going to pull this off, I don't know. And honestly, I'm scared.

One more thing to ask him. "Were you ever scared?" It's a wonder where he found the bravery from. He's the equivalent of a hero.

He had 34 minutes in between two races, yet, he broke the world record even when he slowed down because of the previous race. And I'm worried about my emaths and amaths papers being on the same day.

I guess I will never see him in my life, and my questions will go unanswered.

He made me realise that my fear for water was utterly ridiculous. It's because of him I am challenging to go back into the water and learn how to swim. he may never know, but he has completed a small portion of his goal when I finally learn how to swim.

Maybe, it's time to get rid of my fear of insects too. It's childish.

I think I'm thinking about all of this too much.

It's not fair. He has a body like this:

and yet, he eats ALOT
Want a breakdown? You will be shocked.

For breakfast, he has a three-egg sandwich with cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, fired onions and mayonnaise, three chocolate-chip pancakes, a five-egg omelette, three sugar-coated slices of french toast, a bowl of grits and two cups of coffee.

That's just for the morn.

Lunch: half a kilo of enriched pasta, two large ham and cheese sandwiches with mayo on white bread and energy drinks.

Dinner: half a kilo of pasta with carbonara sauce, a large pizza and more energy drinks.

Total calories: 12,000
Our calorie intake is at 2,500 to 3,000.

And he burns more calories just by sitting that a lot people do by walking because of his high metabolism.

It's madness.

And I think that Michael looks like Rob Bourdon at certain angles.
I took this from the newspaper, so can see extra fonts.

24 pecs.

I get the giggles everytime I see this. Yes, it's Phelps

I hope I have the drive, just like him. Heck, I would love to be him.

And I'm pissed at my parents for not developing me in one area since when I was really young. Michael had a coach when he was 15. I don't understand why Asian parents are like that, all they care about is results. Not like Western parents, they actually encourage their kids to do different things!

New plan: When I have 5 kids, one girl and one guy will be in music (no need to carry on the legacy meh), one female and one male will be in swimming and the last one will be a ... academic guy? I don't know..

So long as my swimmer son makes it to the Olympics and goes against Phelp's or Phelp's future protege (if he has one), then I'll be happy.

I sound...so...crazy. Obsession with Phelps. Can't help it!

Heroes, legends, inspirations

2008-08-16T11:57:00.006+08:00

"Standing on the edge
Battle in my head
I’m dying to know
I’m dying to know
If I take this leap
To fail or succeed
I’m dying to know
I’m dying to know

This is it I’m shaking
My bodies aching
I lose my hold
I will let go
This is it I’m falling
My wings need to grow
I lose my hold
I will let go

There's so many roads
Pit falls filled with doubt
I'm dying to know
I'm dying to know
Grabbing what I need
Grip until it bleeds
I’m dying to know, I’m dying to know

If I take this leap
Will I be broken?
I’m dying to know"
-Lose it, Atreyu

"Rip them out, take them,
Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing
That resembles a soul of a man
See him numb, see him crushed (see him numb, see him crushed)
Rip them out, take them
Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing
That resembles a soul of a man
Leave them numb, leave them crushed (leave them numb, leave them crushed) "
-The theft, Atryu

'Look how pretty she is, when she falls down.
now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara.
Lips are quivering
Like a withering rose, she's back again.'
-Bleeding Mascara, Atreyu

I didn't get into the DPA. It's not like I expected it anyway.
That's good news because that leaves Jan-Mar 2009 free for me! And I don't have to be in India. Can't afford to leave in November, come back in early January and go back again. Although I would love to, since my new cuz will be born by then.

Thigs to do after O levels (after result lah):
1. Most Important: Get me a Gibson!
2. Go ice skating
3. Go cycling at East Coast
4. SHOPPING!
5. Get a new hairstyle
6. Curl it slightly
7. Highlight it in a really, really dark chestnut
8. Pierce my tragus at the least
9. Pierce my tongue
10. Do a 5 hole weave in my ear
11. Scaffolding
12. Go to Sakura and eat sushi with Wanteng and Thivyan

I miss eating sushi. Last time got Fiesta and ti was Halal. But noooooo....they had to close it down.

I just realised (even more, none the less) how LP songs pierce me so deeply. It's like, I'm listning to the opening and then the lyircs come in and I'm like "Oh my fuck, what is going on with me. *bury head in hnads*". But it's in a good way lah, since I actually bloody know what the heck is going with me. But it really sucks when you think you're ok but then you realise your're not.

And that you've been lying to yourself. Atleast LP helps me realise everything and forces me to work towards solving all my problems.

And super wierd dream lat night. I dreamed that Mike had an 8-year-old son. And that LP was coming back to Singapore. That got me bloody excited and I remember jumping up and down and crying in happiness in my dream. Needles to say, I woke up this morning and checked the Life section until I realised that they're doing Projekt Revolution today -.-

Bummer.

I've resorted to hiding my MP3 player in my bookcase. Can't resist turning it on and studying. It's BAAAAD. You think you're absorbing what you're soing, but your subconcious mind is singing along to the song. And apparently, you subconscious mind can be better at remembering than your conscious mind.

Atreyu - the theft

He bends and he breaks
If he gives they will take away
His passion, his pain, his grace

He exhales,
A thousand black flowers explode
Into butterflies as they're away

Rip them out, take them,
Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing
That resembles a soul of a man
See him numb, see him crushed (see him numb, see him crushed)
Rip them out, take them
Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing
That resembles a soul of a man
Leave them numb, leave them crushed (leave them numb, leave them crushed)

Took the fire inside
One too many times
He's burning over and out now,
He flails
Up against the raging tides,
No more fights
Everything you ever wanted to see,
See it in his eyes
One more time, one more time

Climb down to test the waters,
My hands feel like they're rusting away, yeah, yeah, yeah,
So I'll pace around like a lamb before the slaughter
I'll stay here as long as you let me,
Decision's been made obvious so I will return
Where I started I'll stay here
When I'm finished I'll whither away

Rip them out, take them,
Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing
That resembles a soul of a man
See him numb, see him crushed (see him numb, see him crushed)
Rip them out, take them
Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing
That resembles a soul of a man
Leave them numb, leave them crushed (leave them numb, leave them crushed)

Sigh... He's way too hot to be an olympian
Yes! Finally at least a silver secured!
Singapore better get a lot of Golds at the YOG...if not very embarrassing.
And China has 21 golds (i think...).

2008-08-09T22:11:00.002+08:00

It's National Day! Woo... -.-
Excuse me.

Only made it back in time to watch the finale of the Black Knights' encore. I so love them! They actually made the...you know the logo, the five stars one...they did it upside down. So the whole thing branches out at the bottom. Which mean they had to DIVE down wards. You know dangerous that it? If it hit the water, it'll disintergrate like graham crackers and the fuel will explode!

Lucky never happen.

And can Chinese Nationals do all of us a favour and speak more softly?! Can tell they're from China because of their chinese. It's different from ours.

Yeah, so today was heading back from IMM on the bus. We were at the back and this kid was sitting across two seats. The kid is barely 5 years old and so bloody small lah. Need two seats for what?

And it seemed that the mum wanted her kid to do that so that her friend can go sit there. In the end the friend was at the back of the queue and ended up at the other side of the bus, standing no less. So the mum called her friend.

Don't even need to bloody call. CUZ SHE BLOODY CREAMED INTO THE PHONE! Can hear across the whole bus lah. And at one point when I was not trying to block out her voice, I think I heard her friend SHOUTING a reply! Felt like banging my head on the wall.

Seriously, there are WAY too many foreigners in Singapore, me thinks. And with these people having children here, I wonder how the nest generation will be like.

It's 10.32 an I'm not syudying.

Shouldn't I be studying already?

Hmm
It's all your fault
How I ened up this way
I don't care
It's still your fault

2008-08-03T13:18:00.003+08:00

ZOMG, my angels won! I feel so good that I voted for them. Would have voted more but no $$$
I feel like crying now!
MUST WATCH! Chaz being silly like hell!
And Mike's hair is (sort of) spiked!

Congrats my darlings!

Stupid PCD. Hmph
And there's no A7x or MCR or Coldplay or Rihanna or Maroon 5. Or in short, all the top artists. What gives MTV asia? You suck.

2008-08-02T21:44:00.004+08:00

Quiz by CHERYL WU!

The person who last tag me is none other then :
Cheryl, lah. Duh you know. And it's than, not then :D

2. My relationship with him/her is :
One-seventh of the TNFs and my smallest friend. Hah. Kidding, she's my soon to be 18 year old best friend who behaves like a 10 year old :D

3. Your five impression of him/her :
1. MCR (not an impression, but what the heck)
2. Squeaky!
3. Super caring lor! Really
4. A ticking time bomb, you'll never know when or why or how she got that when she explodes
5. Did I say MCR?

4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for me :
A lot leh, cannot remember some more. Hmm, maybe comforting me during all these times. I love you Cheryl!!!!! xoxoxo

5. The most memorable thing he/she said to you :
"LP also scream very nice one"
"I like the (LP's) drummer"

6. If he/she become your lover, you will :
Stop, drop and roll. Then, I shall pack her up and ship her to Timbaktu! And did I mention that's the time when coconuts will sink?
Ok, that made no sense -.-
Ok, fine. I shall accept her wholeheartedly, and then send her off to Iero and make her ask him to bring LP to me (incase you don't know, MCR and LP went on tour together. Projekt Rev!)

7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be
BE less squeaky :P

8. If he/she become your enemy, you will :
Throttle her and ask "WHY!?"
Not really. That seems very unlikely to me though. And if it does *touchwood* I think I'll sink into depression, really

9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be :
She refused to help me in my quest to find LP even after she has Iero in her clutches. Cheryl, I will never forgive you if you did that. Hah

10. The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is :
Pack MCR into a giant fake cardboard cake and make them pop out and sing Happy BDay for her!

11. Your overall impression on him/her is :
Overall? A complete sweetheart at heart

12. How you think people around you will feel about you? :
LP-mad. Music producer-mad. Overall, crazy, stubborn, bitchy, irritating when high, and will do anything for fame and money :D

13. The characters you love yourself are :
Actually, I don't understand the qustion. But if think I interpret it correctly, it's asking about what you like about yourself.
Hmm. I'm damn stubborn, that comes into good use because if I want something, I get it.
I love my pride, because my pride would stop me from doing something I should achieve very high for.
I'm LP PROUD BITCHES!

14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself is :
My pride and stubborness, it can give a very wrong impression. I think too much and it makes me imagine things.
I hate it that I always take such a small thing to heart.

15. The most ideal person you want to be is :
Anyone from Linkin Park. Chester went through a terrible childhood, watching his closest friends die and being abused, and yet, he's in one of the most respected bands.
Rob dealt with drug and alcohol abuse. And now, he's the most humble person I've seen and he's a drummer in LP.
And heck, if the rest didin't go through all of this shit, I still look up to them because they made it even though no one in the fucking music industry beleived them.

16. For people that care and like you, say something to them :
I love you people! And thanks for going through the trouble and caring for me!

17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons in your links that you wished to know how they feel about you :
1. Christina
2. Vani
3. Samantha
4. Wanteng
5. Cheryl
6. Suhana
7. Idris TING TING!
8. Shak
9. Thiviyan
10. LP! Duh!

18. Who does No.4 (Wanteng) likes now?
*Cough* Kai and Frankie *cough* No touchy Chaz and Mike!

19. Is No.3 (Samantha) a male or female?
Does Samantha sound male to you?

20. If No.3 (Samantha) and No.6 (Suhana) are together is a good thing?
Yes! Aren't they like, sort of together? In TNFs I mean

21. What is No.2 (Vani) studying about?
She's doing a research and report of Jia Jia Liang Teh

22. When was the last time you had a chat with No.5 (cheryl)?
30 seconds ago, asked her how to spell Jia Jia Liang Teh

23. What kind of music band does No.1 (Christina) like?
MCR, duh lah. And then there's Incubus and Leona Lewis.

24. Does No.7 (Idris) have any siblings?
Yes, his fellow tooth fairy helpers AKA his three sisters.

25. Will you woo No.2 (Vani)?
Hehe *raise eyebrow up and down*

26. How about No.3 (Samantha)?
Yes!

27. Is No.9 (Thivyan) single?
He's in a committed and serious relationship with Casper! Must take car what!

28. What is the surname of No.8 (Shak)?
Indians got surname meh? If have then should be Subramaniamm lor.

29. What's the hobby of No.6 (Suhana)?
Being really serious and calm

30. Does No.8 (Shak) and No.9 (Thivyan) get along well?
I guess so. They seem to get along when I see the both of them together

31. Where is No.4 (Wanteng) Studying?
YCSS

32. Talk something casually about No.1 (Christina) :
ZOMG! Nerd! Nah, just kidding. She's a sweetheart, and rabid MCR fan

33. Have you tried developing feelings for No.10 (LP)? :
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never tried, I fell in love instantly. Anyhoo...
*scream until loses voice*
*Drools and goes to sleep with a dream of youring with them*

34. Where does No.7 (Idris) lives at?
Pioneer, that area.

35. What colour does No.4 (Wanteng) like?
PURPLE! And the rainbow

36. Are No.6 (Suahana) and No.8 (Shak) best friend?
I don't think so. Does the relationship of BM and ADM count?

37. Does No.3 (Samantha) keep any pets?
Not that I know of

38. Is No.2 (Vani) the sexiest person in the world?
No! LP is!!! *Evil laugh*

39. What is No.5 (cheryl) doing now?
Wait, I go ask her.
Quote "nothing talkin" Unquote

Lol, thanks Ms Chee

2008-08-01T19:37:00.002+08:00

80 more days to the O Levels.
Let the panic begin.

Maybe it's asking for too much
A susccessful career and 4 children, maybe even 5?
Who am I kidding
I should just marry a music prdoucer an watch him live my dream.
And I swear, one of my daughters and sons will follow Daddy's footsteps

2008-07-28T21:30:00.002+08:00

When it all got started we were steadily
Just getting rejected
And it seemed like nothin' we could do
would ever get us respected
At best we were stressed at the worst
They probably said we're pathetic
Had all the pieces to that puzzle
Just the way to connect it
I was fighting through every rhyme
Tightening up every line
Never restin' the question if I
Was out of my mind
It finally came time to do it or let it die
So we put the chips on the table and
Told them to let it ride, sing it

Shouldn't I be studying? Eh, what the heck.

I just need a guitar, and amp, and I'll study.

Incubus-Drive

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much
I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.
It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague,
Haunting mass appeal.
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel.

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.

So, if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
Aah-ah-oo-o-o.

It's driven me before and it seems to be the way
That everyone else gets around.
But lately I'm beginning to find that when
I drive myself my light is found.

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeahhh
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there...I'll be there.

Would you choose water over wine....hold the wheel and drive?

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.
Do do do do do do do do do do do
Ohh wa oh
Do do do do do do do do do do do
Ohh wa oh

2008-07-24T21:07:00.002+08:00

Good God, so bloody stressed already
Everyday when I come back home, one of the top 10 things my dad will say is
"Go and study"
Still can expect 6 distinctions.
As if not enough, Ms Tan told our SS group that the Humanities teachers are expect an A1 from us.
That leaves me no excuse to get a 'blemished' paper (meaning a B or an A2, if worse comes to worst).

Then there's the "You only have 90 days to the O-level" which I never fail to get every single day from my dad.
And you think I'd realise that by now.

Oh, I have to only start studying at 9am and finish at 1am on weekends to get a 'Good' from him.

Doesn't he get it? All I need is a nudge, not a strong push off Mount Everest!

It's so fucked up.

If I get a nervous breakdown after my prelims and right before the O levels, it's not my body, it's his fault.

And then, I find out that he has a crap load of money in India. For what? When I fail miserably in life and I can't support my parents? Ugh

Fuck it, I'm spending that money on a guitar and he'll feel the bloody pinch.

And stop telling me to go to a JC. So what if I end up as the black sheep in the family. It won't hurt to know that I've joined the 'dark side'. And it'll shatter my family's image of me : The perfect daughter every parent would dream of having

2008-07-19T21:43:00.004+08:00

You don't know what your power has done to me
I want to know if I'll heal inside
I can't go on with a holocaust about to happen
Seeing you laughing another time
You'll never know how your face has haunted me
My very soul has to bleed this time
Another hole in the wall of my inner defenses
Leaving me breathless, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

Ok, credit goes to Rafi for this
Ah Lian + ~~John~~ James = Donut

My parents (well, actually my dad) want to renovate the toilets. If you're wondering why the toilet tiles in the kitchen look so dirty, the colour got lifted off it because of age. Believe me, my house is never dirty, my parents are clean freaks.
And the renovation guy gave a quota of somewhere between $1,500 and $1,600. There goes half my funds to get me an Epiphone Les Paul.

And my mum doesn't think that it will necessary to renovate my new room once they want to give it to me, since she argued that I will only probably be here for 2 to 3 years getting my Dip or my A level cert (A-levels being very unlikely) and then run off to America and work for Universal.

I've just realised how much of my life I've planned. After O-levels, get into Music and Audio Tech at SP. Study for 3 years, get hella good grades and get a scholarship to Middlesex University at London (if I'm not wrong, that's the only Uni in the world where they groom sound engineers and music producers). Since I have a dip I'll advance straight to Year 2and I'll probably drop 3/4 of the way and run off to the US and get a band to work under me and I shall slip their demo into the A&R's stack of demos. And then I recognised and (hopefully) be taken under the wing of Rick Ruben (whoo!).
I shall make a name for myself and if I'm forced to marry someone (arranged, duh), I shall be going through a divorce in like, a month into the 'wedding'. And I WILL leave with half. And I shall find my true love and have 4 kids, 3 boys, 1 girl. And theat 1 girl will have a twin bro. And I shall 30 cars and breed race horses (and be filthy rich, duh!) and live the high life. I will only live long enough to see my grandkids.

Phew, that was a lot :D

"If Chester was my dad, I'd get you that Burberry timepiece" I told Wanteng. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad (to bits and pieces, I tell you!), but soemtimes I wonder what it's like when your dad is a rockstar. And incase you didn't know, Chaz had a child out of wedlock before he married his first wife. So, if I'm right, his child should be 15 or 16 years old. The kid may get a chance to go around the world...and grow up with his crazy 'uncles' that fool around backstage. And then when you go back home, all the guys and their wife and Julien K will be at the backyard (with Chaz's psychopath dogs) and BBQ-ing.
Heck, that will be the life.

I still love my dad! I don't love my life. Looking at so many videos, I'm even more obsessed with the rockstar life. It has made me wonder how much I would give up to live that life. And heck, I would give up ALOT. And when I saw the Dear God vid, it made my conscience even clearer. If that made any sense.

I honestly won't mind travelling on the bus for days at a time, and suffer from jet lag and never see my family for long periods. But the thing is, there's so much of pleasure you get from performing to hardcore fans and the best of all, being with your closest mates full time.

Dear God

I loved the Rev's first drumstick twirl thingy! And their tourbus! And Syn's bloody cute dog! And Zacky's flying kiss! And M driving the bus! And that slow motion door close (it's like "I'm going...I'm going...I'm still going...And I'm gone! *snaps door shut*). And Val sleeping in Matt's arms (Aww...*melts*). Zacky climbing up the stairs and being shocked at the cam.

Damn it, I want that life!
And why is Val always in the limelight? What about Michelle, Leana, Lacey and Gena?!

Linkin Park fooling around like mad. Makes me laugh like mad too. Need I say more?

Mike Being selfish and being addicted to something

Chaz, the Opera Singer.

Chaz, the drone

Chester say Miu Miu! WANTENG! this is for you

Chaz, Mr Evil

Mike and Phoenix-Ninja Duel

The Photoshoot Of Meteora

MIKE!!!!!

Pheonix tried to kill Mike

Numb Remix By Mike And Phoenix

Dave "Phoenix" Farrell - Pushing Me Away (Feat. Mike) Phi said LEMONADE!

Mike Shinoda - Without a coat
Brad: Mike comes to Europe in the coldest winter of the decade...Well, I'm predicting...Without a coat.
Mike: WITHOUT A COAT!

Guitar Hero with Mike Shinoda and Phoenix
Mike Shinoda and Phoniex from Linkin Park playing a My Chemical Romance song on guitar hero to be prepared if a guitarist gets in an accident. haha.

Ok, I'm tired, and I need to study. Contradicting, yes? But what the heck. But my fav list is so long my shoulder hurts.

Ta

Woof Woof
Meow Meow
Ssss Ssss
Roar Roar
Kiap Kiap
Oak Oak
Oh Yeah

2008-07-14T21:39:00.003+08:00

You guys are complete sweethearts!
I love you guys!
GAGA *violent ~~handshake~~ hug!*

Ah Lian + John = Donut
ROFLAMO
Should come up with new naming theory
The Namyagora's Theorem, where clueless (and idiotic) parents name their child!
Of course, I don't need it :D

You're the only one who remembered what I dream of
And for that, I thank you
And I'll never forget you, that's for sure

Just remember that some people will love you more than others
Don't be fooled

2008-07-12T20:15:00.003+08:00

With the biggest victory this year
Comes the biggest regret and anger in my life

You asked me if I will regret it one day before
I said yes
But I didn't think it'll be this huge

You asked me when we played Spin the Bottle
I told you I couldn't answer
Now, it's running in my head the whole time
And I still can't answer you

Aren't parents supposed to be supportive?

Congrats on your Gold, and many more to come
I didn't mean to dampen your spirit
With the biggest victory this year
Comes the biggest regret and anger in my life

Hopefully, I'll sing this song too. I love them even more now. Now all I want is a hug and it's "It'll be alright, we're here for you. No one's gonna stop you from doing what you want to do. And remember, were're always behind, infront and beside you" from them.
Sorry about the 'N' word. It's part of the song. And I love it

Together we made it
We made it even though we had our backs
Up against the wall

see a nigga survived the worst
But my life is glorious (uh!)
But I know that I leaped every hurdle
And I'm so victorious (uh!)
Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness
Now you could call me Morpheus (yeah)
As force securin' the win, but they
Believe I'm so notorious (yeah)
You know that I've been 'bout my bread
Even though we rappin' now (yes)
We used to live on the strip even though
A nigga higher level trappin' now (oh!)
Superseded everyone of my little struggles and (uh!)
So your head never ever been an option (trust)
A nigga paper long like rush hour traffic
And I'm about to take the hood shoppin' (get it!)

(Chorus, Chester Bennington)
Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)
We made it even though we had our backs
Up against the wall (come on)
Forever we waited (ah hah)
And they told us we were never gonna
Get it But we took it on the road
(To the riches)
on the road
(To the ghetto)
on the road
(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)
on the road
(Rise with me)
on the road
(Come and get it)
on the road

(Mike Shinoda)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
When it all got started we were steadily
Just getting rejected
And it seemed like nothin' we could do
would ever get us respected
At best we were stressed at the worst
They probably said we're pathetic
Had all the pieces to that puzzle
Just the way to connect it
I was fighting through every rhyme
Tightening up every line
Never restin' the question if I
Was out of my mind
It finally came time to do it and let it die
So we put the chips on the table and
Told them to let it ride, sing it (yeah)

Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)
We made it even though we had our backs
Up against the wall (come on)
Forever we waited (ah hah)
And they told us we were never gonna
Get it But we took it on the road
(To the riches)
on the road
(To the ghetto)
on the road
(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)
on the road
(Rise with me)
on the road
(Come and get it)
on the road

Yeah, yeah, yeah, look

In case you misunderstand exactly what I'm buildin'
This shit that I can leave for
My children's (children's) children's (children)
Now on the wake up I smile, to see how far I've come (yeah)
Fighting for sales when I'm stripped
To negate the hustle from (yeah)
From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son (yeah)
To countin' money like Dre and Jimmy and Russel was (yeah nigga)
But now I live when I dream, you see we finally did it (oh!)
Let's make a toast to the hustle
Regardless how you get it, sing it

2008-07-04T20:47:00.002+08:00

Pantera
Cemetery Gates

Reverend, reverend
Is this some conspiracy
Crucified for no sins
An image beneath me
Lost within my plans for life
It all seems so unreal
I'm a man couldn't half feel this world
Left in my misery

The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes
It's nothing new for him to see
I didn't ask him why
I will remember
The love our souls had
Sworn to make
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see
Now is your (face)

Well I guessYou took my youth
I gave it all away
Like the birth of aNew-found joy
This love would end in rage
And when she died
I couldn't cry
The pride within my soul
You left me incomplete
All alone as the
Memories now unfold.

Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the
Cemetery gates

Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last
Through all those
Complex years
I thought I was alone
I didn't care to look around
And make this world my own
And when she died
I should've cried and spared myself some pain
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories still remain

The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates

The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates
Gates
Gates

I can't believe I'm listening to Pantera. I alway thought they're not my style. Guess not *shrugs* Sad they disbanded. Just becuase some demented dude had to gun him gun on stage! It's so uggggh.
Surely, the world of music has lost one of the greatest guitarists God could send us. And no one, I mean no one, can ever be as good as him or have as much passion he had when he played his guitar. He lived too short a life.

Today was Be Yourself Day! Fun because the teachers sometimes can't tell apart the students and teachers :D But it was disturbing to see some people dress the way they did.

You have no idea how much I want to throttle them when they get too close

2008-06-29T15:46:00.002+08:00

What the heck am I supposed to say to you?
I'm afraid, really.

And then the war continues in my head
And the turmoil in my heart

Confused? Yes, please

2008-06-14T11:17:00.004+08:00

OMG! BIG NEWS (for me atleast!)
NEW LP VIDEO
It's THE coolest concept I've ever seen. My babies (yes, I called them my babies) are space rangers! Looking at their expressions in the video it makes me wonder how long they had to laugh before they got a hold of themselves and not laugh while filming.

It's "Leave Out All The Rest". This song holds alot of meaning to me and I was come close to tears.
Seriously, this song would mean alot to many people. Look at the lyrics and you'll understand why.

This is the reason why I love them so much. My non-traditional remedy. It's rare to find bands that actually put themselves into other peoples' shoes or understand themselves better and write songs. I only know like, 3 or 4 bands who actually bother to look in deeper. The rest just don't make a connection.

The result of hardworking bands - Excellent music

New goal: Work butt off and get into the music industry and succeed.

Someone remind me to get them cars when I know them personally. Yes, I'm serious. I'm thinking Hummers. I owe so much to them, it's unfair if I don't return the favour.

PS: You should really watch the vid. It's like Startrek, the musiucal in 3 minutes and 32 seconds. And if you do, look at the lyrics too, and you'll know what I mean. This is the song that tells people to stop expecting you to be someone else and tells you to be the person you want to be. The chorus' lyrics are probably the best part. MUST GO SEE!
So dad, I'm not going to be who you want me to be. I'm not going to be a doctor. I'm going to be who I want to be. I'll see you in the recording studio. I'm sorry to break your heart. But I think, that when it comes to the rest of my life, my happiness is more important. If I make my millions, what makes you think I won't give a large amount of it to you?

If it somehow get's stuck, just click on the video box and it'll fix itself.

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

[Chorus]
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest
[End Chorus]

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what I made

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

[Chorus]
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest
[End Chorus]

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

[Chorus]
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are

EDIT: In August 2004 the medical journal Thorax described the cases of four young men who all suffered a collapsed lung -- three while attending a loud concert, and the fourth while listening to his car stereo, which was outfitted with a 1,000-watt bass box. Doctors concluded that loud music could cause the lungs to vibrate at the same frequency of the booming bass, causing a lung to rupture.

Men who are tall, thin and smoke seem to be most susceptible to this condition, so if you meet that description, you may want to turn the bass down a bit in your car stereo -- and keep your distance from the speakers at loud concerts.

Omg! Luckily, I'm not a man, not thin, not tall and don't smoke. Phew.

2008-06-04T21:52:00.002+08:00

As though an invisible hand were writing upon it, words appeared on the smooth surface of the map. "Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."
Snape froze. Harry stared, dumbstruck, at the message. But the map didn't stop there. More writing was appearing beneath the first.
"Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git."
It would have been funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more...
"Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor."
Harry closed his eyes in horror. When he'd opened them, the map had had its last word.
"Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball."

"Fred, you next," the plump woman said.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"

It's a good thing that you didn't ask me that question

Fall harder
Head breaks the fall
Go into a coma this time round
Fluffy mattress anyone?

Turn up the volume cuz it's really really soft
The video's a bit graphic (ie. blood) but it's the only one with lyrics on it. But it's not so bad lah.

Nine Inch Nails - Hurt

Within Temptation - The howling

Sp's DMT (Dip in Music Tech) is THE coolest thing ever!
MUST GET 12 POINTS AND ENTER COURSE!

ok, I'm lazy. And I'm suddenly reading HP book again.
Funny exerpts:

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone

"So light a fire!" Harry choked.
"Yes...of course...but there's no wood!" Hermione cried, wringing her hands.
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT!

Dudley looked a lot like Uncle Vernon. He had a large pink face, not much neck, small watery blue eyes, and thick blonde hair that lay smoothly on his thick, fat head. Aunt Petunia often said that Dudley looked like a baby angel. Harry often said that Dudley looked like a pig in a wig.

"You haven't got a letter on yours", George observed. "I suppose she [Mrs.Weasley] thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid - we know we're called Gred and Forge."

"Sir — Professor Dumbledore? Can I ask you something?"
"Obviously, you’ve just done so," Dumbledore smiled. “You may ask me one more thing, however."
"What do you see when you look in the mirror?"
"I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woolen socks."
Harry stared.
"One can never have enough socks. Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books."

"Now, you two - Behave yourselves. If I get one word that you've blown up a toilet or - " [Mrs. Weasley]
"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."
"Great idea though, thanks, Mum."

Harry potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."

Hermione, however, clapped a hand to her forehead. "Harry -- I think I've just understood something! I've got to go to the library!" And she sprinted away, up the stairs.
"What does she understand?" said Harry distractedly, still looking around, trying to tell where the voice had come from.
"Loads more than I do." said Ron, shaking his head.
"But why's she got to go to the library?"
"Because that's what Hermione does," said Ron, shrugging. "When in doubt, go to the library."

"Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.

They were almost at King's Cross when Harry remembered something.
"Ginny--what did you see Percy doing, that he didn't want you to tell anyone?"
"Oh that," said Ginny, giggling. "Well--Percy's got a girlfriend."
Fred dropped a stack of books on George's head. "What?"
"It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater," said Ginny. "That's who he was writing to all last summer. He's been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom one day. He was so upest when she was--you know--attacked. You won't tease him, will you?" she added anxiously.
"Wouldn't dream of it," said Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
"Definitely not," said George, sniggering.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Percy had what were possibly the least helpful words of comfort.
"They make a fuss about Hogsmeade, but I assure you, Harry, it's not all it's cracked up to be," he said seriously. "All right, the sweetshop's rather good, and Zonko's Joke Shop's frankly dangerous, and yes, the Shrieking Shack is always worth a visit, but really, Harry, apart from that, you're not missing anything."

Ron was staring at Pettigrew with the utmost revulsion.
"I let you sleep in my bed!" he said.

"Well...when we were in our first year, Harry-young, carefree, and innocent-"
Harry snorted. He doubted whether Fred and George had ever been innocent.

Trelawney: "Would anyone like me to help interpret the shadowy realms within their orb?"
Ron: "I don't need help, it's obvious what this means: there's going to be loads of fog tonight."

"Professor Dumbledore - yesterday, when I was having my Divination exam, Professor Trelawney went very - very strange."
"Indeed?" said Dumbledore. "Er - stranger than usual, you mean?"

2008-05-29T19:43:00.002+08:00

Who's dreams do you want me to follow?
Yours of mine?

I fell hard
My head broke the fall
I'm ok
But my head's all loopy now

First of all...
Happy (belated) birthday to JASON!!!
I didn't quite take his MSN quite seriously. Erm, yeah
Dude, don't tell me your N levels not that important! Must pass and perform for SYF next year!!!!

Ok, I just realised THE Frank Sinatra was born in December! So was Scott Storch. And you know what's the best part? He's a producer AND born on Dec 16!!!
Ok, enough of my babble.

So, it was freaggin' MT O levels, which sucked, because someone had to come in to say all the answers. Honestly, I don't care if someone says this to him, because, I'm not happy

Can atleast ask who wants to leave and who wants to stay before rambling off the answers like a bullet train.
People (like me) want to go home happy. Duh, it was ruined.

Results, quite bad. What I don't understand is how I managed to be top 10 in the class when my L1R5 is 18

English - 63 B4
Tamil - 60 B4
Amaths - 73 A2
Emaths - 74 A2
Science - 77 A1
Humans - 59 C5 (SPOILER!)
POA - 61 B4

L1R4 - 13
L1R5 - 18
Class position - 6/42
Level position - 7/143

As you can see, I missed jumping up another grade by 1 or 2 marks. As the Malays say it...sayang lah. If not my english would have been a B3, Amaths, A1, Emaths, A1 and humans B4. That will make my L1R5 14!!!!! *screams into pillow*

Mrs Ng asked me what I wanted to do in the future (ie. My abition) and I didn't dare answer he in front of my parents. Surely my parents will give me that "Why-the-heck-would-you-want-to-enter-the-music-industry-when-you-could-be-a-(insert prestegious occupation" look. So, my dad answered that we'll see the results and see where I go.

This is so bloody frustrating. If you think it's easy being the only kid, think again. I want to be a producer so bad, but my dad wants me to be a doctor (he's was hinting that to me, although it was more direct) and I told him straight that I would not enjoy studying medicine.

I would rather sit behind a mixer all day with a funny rock band rather than cutting open someone for several hours at end!

You see, I'm the only kid. My parents have a dream, so do I. They dream of some high paying and very prestegious job. I'm thinking along the lines of being famous in a million dollar paying job.

Don't get me wrong. I love my parents to no end, but I'm stuck in a ditch (Witchita, Ditchita! haha). I want to make them happy, but I have to be happy too ya know.

So my dreams or theirs?

Sometimes, I wished God would slow down time for me to think things out. Maybe even send someone down to lend me a helping hand.

Info from Personal Zodiac

Sagittarius Overview
Meaning: The Archer
Element: Fire
Ruling Planet: Jupiter
Quality: Mutable
Medical Astrology: Hips, thighs, liver, sciatic nerve.
Characteristics: Free, straightforward, careless, tactless, philosophic, intellectual, fun-loving, arrogant, adventurous, expansive, optimistic, blundering, believer, scattered.
Sequential Cycle: Transpersonal
Birthstone: Topaz, turquoise
Colours: Blue, purple, white
Gemstone: Lapis lazuli
Metal: Aluminium, tin, silver

Sagittarius Element
Fire
These signs are fiery, bright, ardent, enthusiastic, leaders, confident, proud, spontaneous, self-sufficient, and romantic. They can be very arrogant, self-centered, bossy, and forceful; and hungers for attention. These signs don't have time to sympathize and comfort others; they have no patience for emotionalism or heaviness. They also tend to take credit for things that others have also taken part in.

Sagittarius Characteristics
Free, straightforward, careless, tactless, philosophic, intellectual, fun-loving, arrogant, adventurous, expansive, optimistic, blundering, believer, scattered.

Sagittarians are enthusiastic, adventurous, artistic, honest, easy-going, generous, eager, forgiving, spontaneous, freedom-loving, playful, captivating, enchanting, supportive, good natured, great-sense of humour, and caring. Sagittarians are prone to being critical, restless, quick-tempered, flirtatious, rebellious, vain, unreliable, fickle, sarcastic, unable to commit, and freedom-loving to the extreme.

Sagittarians have a positive outlook on life, are full of enterprise, energy, versatility, adventurousness and eagerness to extend experience beyond the physically familiar. They enjoy travelling and exploration, because their minds are constantly open to new dimensions of thought. They are basically ambitious and optimistic, and continue to be so even when their hopes are dashed. Their strongly idealistic natures can also suffer many disappointments without being affected. They are honourable, honest, trustworthy, truthful, generous and sincere, with a passion for justice. They may be on the side of the underdog in society; they will fight for any cause they believe to be just, and they tend to be rebellious.

Although generally easygoing, Sagittarius is a fire sign, so Sagittarians typically have a quick temper, but they are usually quick to forget what got them angry in the first place. Sagittarians are forthright communicators, and restless, which can lead to them being reluctant to taking orders.

Sagittarians are known for spontaneous philosophical ramblings, and don’t seem to get bogged down in emotional complexities. They have both profound and wide-ranging minds, equipped with foresight and good judgment, and they can be witty conversationalists. Excellent researchers, they love to initiate new projects and have an urge to understand concepts that are new to them. They think at lightning speed and quickly make decisions. They are strong-willed and organized, a combination that gives them the ability to bring any project they undertake to a successful conclusion. Their generosity can be balanced by their extreme care at handling their resources.

Sagittarians are usually held to have a strong love of freedom, and a disdain for routine. Often associated with frankness, Sagittarians do not hesitate to give an honest opinion, which can seem tactless at times – although rarely is their intention to be cruel. The same mind that appears tactless can be a beacon of light in confusing times. Leave it to a Sagittarius to step into a messy tangle and sum up the situation with blinding clarity. They’ll be willing to say the truth when all others hide in confusion. This makes them invaluable friends that can guide you back to the clear path when you need honesty rather than enablers.

Sagittarians may strive for maximum enjoyment in life, but too much of a good thing can be problematic, and prudence is difficult for most Sagittarians to acquire. Being overly spiritual or too philosophical, for example, can make them out of touch with the real world. They can also be childish and innocent. Though they are blessed with a dynamic mind of high standards, they often mistake love for friendship, and this is one of the most vulnerable areas of Sagittarius. They often find it hard to tell lies, and it's better if they tell the truth. As they are creative and innovative, they may develop an attitude of degrading anything that is old and traditional. Another negative point about Sagittarius is procrastination.

Likes: A sense of adventure, Honesty, Freedom, Intellectual compatibility, Taking risks, Flirting, Socializing, Feeling trusted, Active partner, Daydreaming.

Dislikes: Jealousy, Being bossed around, or told what to do, Possessiveness, Routine, Being doubted; Having to explain self; Control; Being forced to make promises, Apathy/laziness.

Sagittarius Relationships
In personal relationships, Sagittarians are reliable and devoted, but quickly shy away from situations where they consider themselves to be mistreated or misunderstood. This being said, that often leaves others feeling embittered and resentful, when in reality it's better for them to just move on to healthier situations. Same being true in love, Sagittarians are ardent, sincere and straightforward. In marriage Sagittarians are devoted and reliable; they will be faithful spouses (Sagittarius, if having made a commitment, is one of the few signs that will willingly and happily stay in a relationship out of loyalty alone) and indulgent loving parents.

But their innate restlessness may sometimes inspire them to set out on their travels, even in the most satisfying of marriages. They need to feel free and are often faced with the choice of allowing their careers to take over their lives for the benefit of -and sometimes at the expense- of the love of their spouse and family.

The ideal partner for the Sagittarian is above all a friend, and a partner in life’s great adventure, someone who understands their needs: A true free spirit.

There is an often reported physicality to Sagittarians that gets them involved in vigorous athletics and bold travel-adventures. They bring this flexibility to the bedroom, and that lusty, anything-goes attitude can cause them to take a walk on the wild side.

Generally quite easygoing, Sagittarians make friends with people from all walks of life. They love to laugh and tease, and get along well with both sexes.

Compatibility
Best Matches – Aries, Leo
Possible Matches – Aquarius, Libra, Sagittarius
Incompatibility – Capricorn, Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio

Sagittarius Occupations
Their gifts make Sagittarians fit for a number of widely differing professions. They are natural teachers and philosophers with a talent for expounding the moral principles and laws which seem to explain the universe. This gift enables them to be successful churchmen on the one hand and scientists on the other. The law and politics also suit them, as does public service, social administration, public relations, and advertising.

Sagittarius keen insight and intellect also make them great doctors and medical professionals. Sagittarians have great success in social administration, public relations, as scientists, engineers, musicians, writers, singers, and directors.

2008-05-21T21:26:00.002+08:00

A centimeter of some white powder
Some white dust on foil above a flame
A needle, syringe, cloth and that liquid
Add some cancersticks to complete the death cocktail
Thanks

I fear of going all the way there
I need them again
I need to hold them
I don't want to let go
I don't want them to leave
Take me with you
I'd leave this life behind
I'll do whatever you want
I'd trade this life
For that tourbus life with you
Fly me around the world
Never let me return home

Intoxicating voice, fills my head, gets me to my high
Heavy guitars, keep me grounded, safe
The beats, keep my heart pulsing, safe from an OD
The spinning of the discs, still keep me in my high

Ok, some kids in Britain think that the Black Parade is a real place where dead emo people go to -.-
That is fucking ridiculous. I'm obsessed with LP and their new album is called Minutes to Midnight (aka D-day). You don't see me going around saying

"Bow to the almight Linkin Park. We're going to die in Insert year and they shall lead us to a better place"

Kids need to get their heads straight.

Phfft, looks who's talking, stupid wannabe Druggie.

Crap, I need to relax. Hence this:
(Roll your eyes if you want, I'll get what I want and you wont :D)(I don't care if that makes any sense either!)

"I learned not to be outside at dusk wearing shorts and a T-shirt in Biloxi, Mississippi... the insects apparently have no sympathy for tourists." - Phoenix

"If it ain't broke, break it, then superglue it together. When you're done, give it to a friend." - Joe

"I want to know if Joe Hahn sleeps in the nude?" - Brad
"Yes he does. (wink wink)" - Mike

"We kind of just like ninjas and dark tunnels and fire." - Chester
"And guys with big hair that look like werewolves." - Mike
"Grr! Arr!" - Chester (referring to the One Step Closer video).

"I'm not a rapper, so I would be pretty bad at trying to rap in a band. Mike isn't naturally a singer, but the funny thing is he has a really good voice." - Chester

"I see a lot of you fuckers crowd-surfing and moshing out there, we love that. Just show each other some respect. And there are some strong women here tonight. When they crowd-surf, that is not an invitation to grab their [breasts]." - Chester

Rob: Hey, Joe, what are ya listening to?
Joe: Uh, nothing...
Brad: He's listening to Chester's Madonna CD's.
Joe: No I'm not!!!
Chaz: What! I never said you could listen to them!!
Joe: I'm not!!
Chaz: I'm gonna kill you, you hacker!!!
Joe: Leave me alone!!! (hides his face in his arms)
Mike: It's okay, Joe... Chester's not gonna hurt you...
Chaz: Yeah, I'm not gonna hurt you.... .... I'm just gonna...
Joe: NO!!!! NOT THE FROGGY!!!
Rob: Chester....
Chaz: Oh, ok.... geez, I was just joking....
Joe: (sniffs)no you weren't.... you were gonna... you were gonna..
Brad: Here, do you want Mr. Froggy?
Phoenix: Yeah, Mr. Froggy won't hurt you...
Joe: (takes the stuffed animal) ok, thanks....

Mike: I'm not a very reading person, I like to look at
pictures.
Chester: Mike likes porno.
Mike: I don't like porno. I like graphics...

Brad: I'm getting a new tattoo. It's going on Chester's left arm.
Joe: I'm getting flames on my wrists.
Brad: I'm getting Joes on my flames.
Mike: I'm getting water on my wrists.
Brad: I'm getting wrists on my... I give up.

Q: "Does it bother you at all that many people create email accounts with fake details which are identical to your own pretending to be you?"
Mike: "I create fake email accounts pretending to be them, so it's even."

Mike: "We're at the Grove, in L.A., and we're about to--"
Chester: "Sign the kids'--"
Mike: "Sign some shit. *shoves Chester back* No, don't! Get out of my spotlight! Get out of my spotlight!"
Chester: (at the same time) "Mike! You know what?"
Mike: "This is me. It's me time! It's me time, not Chester time anymore *laughs*."
Chester: "Mike, go to this section of the bookstore, and work on it, okay?"
Mike: "Addiction recovery."
Chester: "Work on it, okay?"
Mike: "I am addicted to Chester. That's the problem. I have a problem. I have addmitted it--"
Chester: "Relationships, addiction recovery, and psychology..."
Mike: "I'm gonna go over here... Come on."
Chester: "This is exactly the section he needs. Mike?"
Mike: "'Betty Ford, Healing and Hope.' *laughing in background* Betty is gonna tell me how--"
Chester: *holds up "Sex For Dummies"* "This is an even better one. 'Sex For Dummies.'"
Mike: "No, this is for you, and this is for me."
Chester: *apologizes to customer shopping nearby* "I have to apologize to this... innocent...person... who just happens to just be... absorbing my craziness."

Mike: "I'm going to sprout wings out of my ass one day and fly around the world."
Chester: "Sounds like fun, can I join you?"

Chester: "There was another time when Mike was in a really foul mood and we had to make a pit stop so he could use a porta potty."
Mike: "Chester!!"
Joe: "I remember this one!"
Chester: "Anyways, Mike went to use the porta potty and we were waiting inside the RV. It was Joe's idea, but we all got out and started to rock the thing back and fourth. We didn't mean to, but we ended up tipping the porta potty over while Mike was in it!"
Mike: "That was so not funny."
Joe: "Yeah it was, you should have seen the look on your face when you got out of there!"
Rob: "Mike was covered in crap. He had to strip down before we let him back on the bus because he smelled so bad!"
Chester: "Then we attacked him with air freshener."
Brad: "Lysol!"

Metal-is: "With all the metal that you wear about your person, do you have problems when you go through airports?"
Mike: "You have no idea! Brad's pants are down around his ankles 'cause his pants are too big and his belt's all made of metal, Chester has to take off fifty things...it's a joke! And the best thing is, he's obsessively compulsive. Tell her about how you arrange your bracelets when you take them off!"
Chester: "No."
Mike: "I'll tell her about it! Chester takes off his bracelets when he's going through the metal detector at the airport and he has this bag with those handles that pull up, so there's a long hanger and he arranges them on that. He takes them off in the same order everytime and puts them in the same places and arranges them perfectly."

"If I actually catch on fire, when they do the fire thing, the first place I'm running, is Joe Hahn. I'm gonna give him a little love. [hug?]" -Mike

"Wow, who's she? Oh, it's Brad *laughs*" -Mike

He mixes a perfect song and we come in and we ruin it. -Mike

If you were sitting in your living room watching TV, having a pop tart and a soda, and some drunken idiot walked into your home wanting to use your bathroom. YOU'D FRIGGIN' CALL THE COPS! -Mike

"It's you know, I don't know. It's awesome though." -Mike

"Look how fat my head is. It's even fatter than normal. It's too big!" -Mike

"I'm the fattest" -Mike

"Oh my God, I'm so bummed. How funny is this, dude? I put my fat ass...
I put my fat ass on this table and I broke it" -Mike

"You know it's nice is that our posters are right next to the sign for the toilets." -Mike

"The best way to save a dime at a fast food run through is to have fans who work at the place that's serving the food so they can hook you up." - Mike

MIKE: Hehe, I know where Joe lives!!
BRAD: Where, under the bridge??
CHAZ: Hey, that's what I was gonna say!!!

PHEONIX: Chester likes anime porn.
CHAZ: Yes, and Chester likes other things too
PHOENIX: Why are you talking in third person?
CHAZ: Because Chester feels like it. Now shutup and be a good boy and go clean your room.

JOE: Chester has a bad mouth.
CHAZ: Fuck, fuck, fuck?
MIKE: Bagawk!
CHAZ: I said fuck, not cluck!

Do you have any wild stories or embarressing moments to share, while living on the road?
MIKE: I almost ran over Chester with a golf cart when we were in Florida.
CHAZ: That was pure evil.

CHAZ: For some reason we like each other.
MIKE: He likes me a lot, and I can't stand him.
CHAZ: Oh, I guess not then.

MIKE: Chester and I met at a male strip club.
CHAZ: We were both trying to get jobs there as dancers.
MIKE: And it just didn't work out....because my butt wasn't big enough.
CHAZ: Yeah and I've got what they call the crispy cream which is a little fat area around my belly button which is kinda like a donut.
MIKE: Its from eating too many donuts.

Q: What do you guys do for fun?
CHESTER: We make fun of Mike's head.

MIKE: You wouldn't believe how dangerous it is to drive around with scented candles lit in the bus, but it's necessary.
CHAZ: We actually got smart and bought sticky velcro and put on either side of the candles, so they wouldn't roll around.

METAL-IS: Well, it's great to have a million-selling album - but then you have to follow it up
MIKE: We're just starting the first one, so when we get there, we'll worry about that!
CHAZ: It's only been two months!
MIKE: Besides that, we know that we're going to do a 150 hour jam session on the second album, so it won't be able to compete with the first one, because it will be so entirely different, you won't be able to compare it.
CHAZ: And we're actually going to change the name again to the Ambient Guitar Tapping Group. Brad won't actually be playing, he'll just be tapping the body of the guitar, so the pick-ups pick up the vibration of the strings and it'll be like "MmmmmmmmÖ."
MIKE: For 150 hours! And we'll release it in 150 hour long CDs. And you'll have to buy all of them to get the full piece.
METAL-IS: You know, I don't think I should print this, in case Pearl Jam see it
CHAZ: Waaaaagh! (Narrowly misses taking metal-is' journalist's eye out with his spiked collar as he jumps up and hugs her!)
MIKE: Oh, that's no dig on Pearl Jam!
CHAZ: Oh, you're my favourite person - and I didn't mean to turn you into a shish kebab!

Which of your songs do you consider the hardest to play?
CHAZ: "The Song Remains the Same" by Led Zepplin.
MIKE: our songs Chester
CHAZ: Ohh...Sympathy by Beethoven.
MIKE: Answer one question seriously at some point.
CHAZ: Me?
MIKE: Its not just you, we're all doing it.
CHAZ: OK I'll be completely serious.
MIKE: No, don't be completely serious.

CHESTER: How many of you are pissed right now?
AUDIENCE: (cheers)
CHESTER: Good. See in America that means you're mad but here it means you're happy. Whoo!

JOE: Are you saying I'm fat!!!
MIKE: Yes. I mean no!!! I mean, hmmm....

"Oh my GOD I hate spiders! Squish, kill, die EWWWE!" -Chester

"Shutup or I'll sit on your head!" -Chester

"Ok so after you basically Run Away, you find yourself alone...By Yourself, and then.. In The End your trying to find a Place For Your Head and you've...Forgotten!"-Chester

"This is the fabulous place where we recorded Hybrid Theory and where we are we recording out second album which is called (snaps)..... I don't know." -Chester

"You live, you die and somewhere in between you'll have children." -Chester

BRAD: Mike comes to Europe in the coldest winter of the decade--well, I’m predicting--without a coat
((MIKE walks up to camera))
MIKE: Without a coat.

ROB: This is the beautiful room service chicken fricassee.
MIKE: What does it smell like, Rob?
ROB: ((puts nose near chicken and takes a big sniff)) Ooh…
BRAD: I can’t believe you got that close to it.
ROB: It’s bad.
MIKE: ((laughing)) Dude, put the cover back on it. It smells like B.O.
(later)
MIKE: The funniest part about chicken fricassee is the evolution of-of Dave having to change how he said it because the guy on the phone was laughing at him when he called up and asked for chicken “frica-see.”
ROB: That right there is the skylight of the kitchen where this chicken was prepared. And we’re gonna return it.
MIKE: Take it back! ((laughs))

BRAD: Regardless of wherever we stay there’s never, like, any real food around so we’re always, like, running to the nearest truck stop. And in this case, we’ve got to make it across, like, eight lances of traffic without getting killed.
MIKE: Get hit by the red car, and we’ll make MTV news
BRAD: ((gets across traffic)) It’s like Frogger. The problem in this game is if you get hit by a car then you can’t play the show and it’s all bad.
PHOENIX: ((runs across the last lanes of traffic)) Danger! Danger!

CAMERA: Pete’s Pastrami.
PHOENIX: I don’t know if I’m feeling the cheeseburger here. I might get a Steak Finger instead.
CAMERA: Where’s the steak finger?
PHOENIX: Steak Finger. Normal Finger, Steak Finger.

MIKE: What-what’s your name?
KATELYN: I have a really strange last name.
MIKE: Say it.
KATELYN: Rosasen.
MIKE: Rostas..”Roasted sausage?”

PHOENIX: Hey.
MIKE: Hey, what’s your name, Doctor?
PHOENIX: What?
MIKE: What’s your name?
PHEONIX: Turn it off. I hate this. ((giggles)) ((looks back at camera)) It’s still on! I can see it flashing.

2008-05-17T21:58:00.002+08:00

Guns

You’ve been gone
To fight a war not yours
To fight a war we don’t want to
To put your life on the line
To find people you’ll never find

You’ve left me alone
With your son
Who is a painful reminder
Of what I’m missing
And another child in me

Tell me you’re coming home
Drop your guns for me
Your son is almost forgetting your face
Drop your guns for him
Come back home and never go back

Remember when we were 16?
That walk on the beach
I’ll never forget that
The footprints we left on the sand
The picture is still in the album

The picture may last forever
But like the waves that washed away the footprints
You were taken away for me
The lingering scent of you on your pillow
Is fading away

Tell me you’re coming home
Drop your guns for me
Your son is almost forgetting your face
Drop your guns for him
Come back home and never go back

The house is empty and lifeless
The dust has set on everything
On our home, my heart
Even our wedding picture
Is fogged with the black dust
It’s all from your rifle

What ever happened to stand up for what you believe in?
You were against the war
Thought it was pointless
Felt it was too harsh on everyone
Did your mind and heart die in the war?

Tell me you’re coming home
Drop your guns for me
Your son is almost forgetting your face
Drop your guns for him
Come back home and never go back

I'm so fed up with the world
I don't know what I wrote. I don't know if it's a song or whatever, I'm just pissed.

Anyway (I'm moodswingy today, don't be shocked), I went to a wedding today. My dad's cousins. The thing is, my dad's aunt (mum of the bride) is the same age as him. Odd, isn't it.

The colour combo for the couple was so bloody nice! Green and pink. It may seem odd but the tone of the colours were like...cannot look away lah huh.

So silat performer! That was cool, never seen before. The groom made a tiny blunder. I don't blame him, it's not like he was married before right?

As usual, superb food. It's a malay wedding, can't expect anything less than good food :D

My dad got 'upset' because many people kept on saying that I look exactly like me mum.

Oh yeah. I saw some on my uncles kids. I was trying to figure out our relations to eachother. I mean, they were 18 and 15, they can't possibly be my dad's cousins until their mum went "Oi, *points at me* she's your cousin you know?" And then I was done thinking :D

And she tried to convince my dad that I looked like someone. I'm not telling who cuz some of you are heartless bastards who deserve to fight for a pointless war and DIE!!!

And just when I thought that arranged marriages are pretty much done in Malay society, I was wrong. God, that was embarrassing.

Aunt (the one with the 15 and 18 year old): *Jokingly* Eh, you got boyfriend.
At this point my dad gives me that "You better not have one" look
Me: *Shakes head to say no, very fast, to say the least*
Dad: He boyfriend Shah Rukh Hahn
Me: -.-
Aunt: *Laughs, pause* Eh, wait. That's mine

I love her happy-go-lucky attitude
And did I mention that his son has the most fabulous skin tone? Jealous lah, Turkish skin tone with European eyes and a sharp Indian nose.
Fine, I'll admit, he's good looking.

Sammy, don't give me that evil smile of yours!

2008-05-14T21:59:00.000+08:00

This lifted my bad mood.
It's written by someone on DA

Oh Chester Bennington. The Great Chester. You twisted your ankle after doing the frog leap over 70 times for a video. You have changed the meanings of F*** and S***. You are very kind to us all by screaming "Shut up!" in our faces and often moon us on stage. You sometimes give us the finger and go around saying "You're my number one person." You are able to give girls and guys sloppy kisses and still rock. You have a wonderful Krispy Kreme stomach. You say the most hilarously perverted things that brings tears to our eyes. You definitely jump much higher than Mike, even though you're shorter than him. You confuse us with your changing hairstyles. You worried us with your sickness last year and you made jokes about your illness to loosen the worried tension. You've had the best hair styles over the years and still continue being a fashion icon. Worship the Chazy Chaz!

2008-05-08T11:20:00.003+08:00

Coldplay - Fix you
Ok, I don't like the song but the lyrics are so meaningful and sad

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

When high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

"Speak slowly and precisely, I can't understaaaaand youuuuu!"-Chester, making fun of the Brits

God, I miss them.

Watch this if you want to see:
-Mike's french
-Chester immitating the french and brits accent
-Joe dancing
-Chester dancing like Michael Jackson at a bowling alley
-And Mike sleeping on a plane
-Chester punching Rob, and vice-versa

Freaking screwed up Chemistry. I drew the graph the write way and then I just had to go and invert it in the last minute -.-

Emaths was a breeze I guess, except I was clueless on the question on sets and the elevation thing.

Don't even want to talk about MT. Freaggin' 7 mark question

English difficult can!!!! Got a feeling it would be moderated.

Hehe, geography was easy because I studied like some pig.

I have no clue on what I wrote in SS.

Stupid POA...

Ok! Random things!

And inside into the world of a tortured soul during...
Maths, Physics (o.o) and POA (like duh lah)

In my maths textbook. Must remember to erase!

During Physics, while going through pressure. Completely zoned out.

In POA, where I wasn't bothered about the topic anymore -.-

This was done last year by Wanteng and me. The Bio teacher took over the lesson and we had nothing to do. I think Wanteng was doing something in chinese until I came up with a brilliant idea to translate everything into Chinese, which ultimately distracted her from her work :D

Eh, lazy to blog already :D

Going off to watch Vids! *Hehehe*

PS: This is just waaaaayyyy too cute *squeals*

2008-04-25T21:05:00.005+08:00

I really hope that whoever's mentioned here gets to read this, because this really means something very special to me.

25th April 2008- The day the Sec 4s officially leave the band

And then it hit me: It's our final bloody year. I can't fathom being in another school, the idea's just too alien for me. It's our last year eating during reccess together. I missed doing that for 2 years because I was a councillor with a duty to serve the school. I regret that, but I'm counting my blessings.

"You don't really know what you got 'til it's gone" - Where'd you go, Fort Minor

I want you do to me a favour and thank god for everything that you have now. What Mike wrote is damn true. It will only hit you that you've love something very much until it's gone.

I really cannot imagine going off to study in some other school, especially when I want to go a JC where you have no social life. I don't want to think about hanging out with other people, laughing with them. I honestly don't think I can laugh so hard without other people. I want to grow up with you, I want to see where we stand 10 years from now, but most importantly, I want to be one of your guiding lights while we grow up.

It scares me to think who will guide me when I leave the school. I don't trust people easily, and it's really painful to find that the poeple you are
so used to seeing beside you have just been swept away by the cruel education system.

Yeah, so I have something to say to the girls and the guys and for both genders (eh, I sound like a sexist).

To the TNFs:
~~Dear TNFs~~
Ah, what the heck.

I owe a lot to you girls. Quite simply put, you helped me find myself. Honestly, I was so damn lost when I was in Sec 1 and 2. I had a serious identity crisis, I didn't know who I was and where I wanted to be.

You have rekindled my love for music. I have found my place here, and you are partially to be credited for making me realise how much I want to be in the music industry.

I love you guys too much, and you've helped me through stupid crap. I want to return it all back to you, when I grow older and can afford much more things. Returning the favour is one of the many reasons why I want to be so bloody rich.

Wanteng AKA Donut
I didn't really know you in Sec 1 and 2 but we were practically glued to each other once we were in Sec 3. Come to house, watch movie, fall asleep.
The ultimate Donut, with the ultimate question:
Is it fate or coincidence.
And with the most ultimate crush on Zacky.
And my dear girl, you are never going near any guys from LP. They're all mine, I tell you!

Christina AKA msARTEE
We've gotten into shit recently but we're all right now yes?
Crazy and super loud together.
Great with art (I hate you for that).
Just pure crazy lah huh
MCR ALL THE WAY, yeah?

Suhana AKA LadieN
I really don't understand how you can be so calm most of the time.
You're super skinny! Put on some weight, will ya?!
Oh, you rock!
And most importantly, take care of yourself.

Vani AKA Bernie
We've also been through shit, but we're fine.
Super loud together plus Christina
Fucking funny, can make me leave in stitches alot of times
Your momma...LOL!
And bedsheet!

Samantha AKA Mighty Mouse
Still can remember she was as quiet as a mouse in sec 1 and 2 (pun intended)
And nowm she's really jovial, and mixes up ELF with contact lenses
You too need to put on weight!
Oh and, it's been a real pleasure working with you for one year as secretaries, fighting over who writes in the minutes book.

Cheryl AKA Lil'Shortie
Stop squeaking! Lol, just kidding
And thanks for giving me the name FruFru! HAHA
MCR ALL THE WAY!

I just want you girls to know that I love you like mad. Just know that I will always be there to help as much as possible. Good luck for you Os and prove everyone damn one wrong.

Ok, now to the guys:
You guys can be really immature and you've hurt me badly along the way, but you know what, I can't deny it. Most of the time, when I'm really down or pissed off, you never fail to put a small smile back on my face with your crazy antics like your dancing and singing along the pathway. Oh, and I owe alot to BuzzNinetyEight (is that what you're called now) for guiding me in music.
To be honest, I've been eavesdropping on the songs and bands you listen to. Hehe, I know but you've helped me find my love for music again.
And I apologise once again for insulting your band. I just lost it, and I'll probably lose it again if anyone were to insult LP.
And this comes from the bottom of my heart. I hope you perform to a 60,000 crowd one day and win several Grammys and walk down red carpets with tuxedos over round neck shirts.

JASON!
My lovely senior.
You may aggravate me, but I still love you lah har.
Dude, stop punching me! Haha!
And take care yeah. Don't apologise about whatever you've done, because somethimes we do stupid things.
I'm sorry if I've not been the best junior...
I explain everything in the letter yeah

Shak
It's been like 6 years, eh? And I didn't realise you existed until P5. Good job being a BM and bringing order back to the band. Like I said, good luck with your band.
The best think I remeber about Sulaiman, you and me in P school was "Later the Trex is the size of the chicken" and "Radio" (remember how Ray-Dee-Oh became Rah-Dee-Oh when we learnt Ratio earlier in the day?)
My dad still thinks you're Idris/Rafi

Idris
You're an asshole, but a funny one. Your racist jokes are funny...I admit ok
My dad thinks you're a mixture of Shak/Rafi

Rafi
I don't know, but there's something about you that makes me forgive you when you do something wrong.
My dad thinks you're Shak
And good luck with your band

Ahmad
I may not know you well, but now that we're all moving apart, I don't want to miss the opportunity to get to know you better.
Continue dancing! You're good.
Good luck with your singing and the band.
Seriosuly, I hope to get to know you better

I think that's about it.

Really, all of you have been a very strong guiding light. And I love each and everyone of you. I know it sounds cheesy but it's true.
You're partly the inspiration for me to become a music producer. You have shaped my taste in music and most importantly:
You make me feel at home and feel accepted.
I'm not a perfect person, at least you are able to see past that.

I thank you so much, for everything
I would be lost without all of you.

Just do me one favour.
I want you to work hard and atleast qualify for a JC. I know you have your own dreams to pursue, but have something to fall back on.
When I see you 10 years from now, I want to see you driving luxury cars (cars, not car) or see a chauffer drop you off.

Girls with the louboutins and the Chanels.
Guys with the Armani and whatever luxury brand.
Girls with your own diamond rings
Boys and girls with bursting banks
Girls and guys happy with their significant others
Guys, successful with the band
10,000 sq foot houses with a grotto
Those famous, with guys and girls wanting to marry you
Frontpage covers, for all the rght reasons.

I want it all for you, will you work for it?
Because I cannot stand to think that any one of us will flop
We have only one chance, grab it.

And the sun will set for you

For Wanteng, and for the rest who want to entertained by LP's antics during rehersal. Including, dancing, talking to each other using speakerphones when you're 2 meters apart and burping (Chester...WT! I told you he was like me *Stick tongue out*)