Thursday, August 30, 2007
Dear Claire,
STOP SPENDING MONEY.
With love, Your Brain.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
How, pray tell, is it possible, that anyone can cry watching a blur, online version of High School Musical 2?
because it was like seeing the break up happen all over again, for the second time.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
I've finally found the perfect song. This is the song that I've been waiting for. Gotta Go My Own Way from High School Musical 2 Soundtrack
I gotta say what's on my mind
Something about us
Doesn't seem right these days
Life keeps getting in the way
Whenever we try, somehow the plan is always rearranged
It's so hard to say
But I've gotta do what's best for me
You'll be okay
I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here
I hope you understand
We might find our place in this world someday
But at least for now
I gotta go my own way
Don't wanna leave it all behind
But I get my hopes up
And watch them fall everytime
Another colour turns to grey
And it's just too hard to watch it all slowly fade away
I'm leaving today
Cos I've gotta do what's best for me
You'll be okay
I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here
I hope you understand
We might find our place in this world someday
But at least for now
I gotta go my own way
What about us?
What about everything we've been through?
What about trust?
You know I never wanted to hurt you
And what about me?
What am I supposed to do?
I gotta leave but I'll miss you
I'll miss you
So I've got to move on and be who I am
Why do you have to go?
I just don't belong here
I hope you understand
I'm trying to understand
We might find our place in this world someday
But at least for now
I want you to stay
I wanna go my own way
I've got to move on and be who I am
What about us?
I just don't belong here
I hope you understand
I'm trying to understand
We might find our place in this world someday
But at least for now
I gotta go my own way
Gotta go my own way
Gotta go my own way
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Without love.
Zac Efron.
MINE. CLAIRE'S. MINE. ALL MINE. MINE MINE MINE.
No one's supposed to steal. Go find your own. (:
Thursday, August 23, 2007
So basically, my dad, being my dad, decides that he would like to Pretend to be a tech-savvy, computer genius, and loads Norton 360 into the computer, thereby resetting all settings, changing the home page to Synmatec's promotional website, and installs a password to start up the system.
WTF.
Really, it's things like that that pisses me off. Like how my desktop screen is covered by "P6A Science Lesson" and the icons go on and on, including Assignments for every subject, 6A and 6B. Hello, there's this function called Folders, they're stored in My Documents. Apparently you've never heard of it. Then again, you think that youtube is a waste of time. Well, some of us simply need a replacement for the lack of a TV.
Seriously, what the heck is "Fraud monitoring is on"? It's an ugly green bar on the top of my Explorer window, it's fugly, and I can't remove it. I never liked Norton anyway, do something more useful like, hmm, let's see, install Microsoft Office?
I need to stop complaining. About everything. From technology to exam papers to irritating people who simply won't leave me alone. I HATE IT. Stop bugging me. It's not nice, and I don't trust myself to say anything nice to you. So when I stop talking to you, you know that my blood's reaching boiling point and it's taking everything I've got to prevent explosion. Plinian eruptions are dangerous, ash and other pyroclastic materials spew 300 metres into the air and remain in the atmosphere for years.
I'm tired, my muscles are aching, exams have taken their toll on me, I'm cranky, I'm grumpy, and I can't wait for my Caramel Ice Blend from Coffee Bean, at 10am, tomorrow morning.
I'M ACTUALLY REALLY SAD. ):
Monday, August 20, 2007
Totally not looking forward to another week of exams. The suspense, the guilt, the despair. Throw Prelims aside, I've got bigger things to worry about. HAHAHA. I sound like some big business woman. In ten years. I'll become that. And Prelims would seem like an ant. Insignificant. HAH.
Afraid of peaking too soon. What a lousy excuse. Seriously fucking lousy excuse. Because I'm capable of SO MUCH MORE.
I'm the biggest disappointment. Me. Just me. ):
So I put this song on 'repeat' mode, and listened to it on 48 all the way home, from Katong, for 45 minutes. The lyrics were inspirational, but I'm still feeling that familiar guilt, that I'm my own greatest letdown.
Hero by Mariah Carey
There's a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid
Of what you are
There's an answer
If you reach into your soul
And the sorrow that you know will melt away
And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you
It's a long road
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And the emptiness you felt will disappear
Lord knows
Dreams are hard to follow
But don't let anyone tear them away
Hold on
There will be tomorrow
In time you'll find the way
Sunday, August 19, 2007
I have both my eyes on this classy, sleek phone.
At SGD668, the LG Shine.
ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
The song that's been keeping me going the past two days. I love their music. Good sound, good voice, good tune, good lyrics... really, the only thing that can stop me from feeling and just get lost in the sound waves. I love. I'd put the whole album up, but it'd take too long. So for now, goodnight.
Goodnight Goodnight by Maroon Five
You left me hanging from a thread we once swung from together
I licked my wounds, but I can't ever see them getting better
Something's gotta change
Things cannot stay the same
Her hair was pressed against her face
Her eyes were red with anger
Enranged by things unsaid, and empty beds, and bad behavior
Something's gotta change
It must be rearranged, oh
I'm sorry
I did not mean to hurt my little girl
It's beyond me
I cannot carry the weight of the heavy world
So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Hope that things work out all right, yeah
The room was silent as we all tried so hard to remember
The way it feels to be alive
The day that he first met her
Something's gotta change
Things cannot stay the same
You make me think of someone wonderful, but I can't place her
I wake up every morning wishing one more time to face her
Something's gotta change
It must be rearranged, oh
So much to love
So much to learn
But I won't be there to teach you, oh
I know I can be close
But I try my best to reach you
Thursday, August 16, 2007
i dont have a plan B.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Problem: I seem to think I have a lot of time.
Evidence: Bruce Almighty.
Cause: Feeling drained, overwhelmed and (bloody) complacent, with a blocked nose.
Effects: Screw the Math Paper tomorrow. Chem and Geog papers after.
Solution: Currently no solutions, which is the reason for the presence to my blog.
this sucks, i can't wait for prelims to end. i just want to study for As. find teachers for consultation. do something. just not now. not when i'm on the verge of getting sick and still feeling so drained.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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Okay God, I've learnt my lesson. Gastric is painful. I will not resist eating because I haven't finished my work.
Argh, stupid, stupid, STUPID.
I was on the verge of giving up for Prelims and just shock everyone at As after. And then Kiku so kindly reminded me, "Don't give up cos they're going to group you according to Prelims."
I HATE IT. I HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT.
What am I thinking? I've dont 38 out of 897757969473221 pages of Geog. Was I expecting my A? NO, not when stupid H1s have different scoring systems. 60 marks = C grade. A C! What the shit. I can see my Prelim results already. DEADD.
Like, oh fuck.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
I'm proud of Singapore.
I love writing about how successful Singapore has been in all my essays.
I love talking about the flourishing economy (save for the stock market plunge the past week).
I love knowing about the how Singapore developed.
I love school.
I love learning, being educated.
I love the subjects I take.
I love the reds, the whites on National Day.
I love the security my country provides.
I love the infrastructure, from the expressways to the traffic lights and overhead bridges.
I love feeling safe, knowing that the Air Force is patrolling the skies, and the Navy, the waters.
I love how the government isn't corrupted.
I love how they're always seeking to improve.
We've all been so blessed, and we've got so much to be thankful for.
Yes, I am proud to be a Singaporean.
Monday, August 6, 2007
Kiku: "Look at his feet. I don't know whether to be turned on or turned off."
Then we cracked up laughing.
And thereafter, she wanted me to cut the electricity wires so the void deck would be plunged into darkness, allowing her about ten minutes of hidden pleasure with Mister I-Study-Better-Without-Shoes-On-Because-My-Feet-Are-So-Sensual.
I swear, it's the stress that's making everyone go mad.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
hehe, it's been about a week since I last posted!
As for what's been going on, I still don't think I'm studying hard enough. Trying, yes, but studying, well, no.
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