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TEENAGE MUTANT MOANING MYRTLES.

there’s just too many things I wanna say, but now I’m experiencing a writer’s block (which supposedly ‘DOES NOT EXIST!!! THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A WRITER’S BLOCK!’) So I shall force myself to concentrate/focus on a new perspective/i lost my lecture notes so I can’t remember what else I have to do when I experience my non-existent falsity of a writer’s block. Wait right now I really need to poop after years of non-poopage.

kthnxgivememo.

CAPperpetual lateness with Celine/Venezia

general Twiggy obsession (and metaphorical highlights of racial difference: CHOCOLATE OR CREAM?)

Shawty’s got them eenie meenie mi-ni mo(fo) lovahh~

THE EPIC-DOM JINGLE BELL ROCK DANCE THAT WAS EPIC LIKE CATACLYSM-SCALED EPIC.

Swallowing rainbows and referring to Thesaurus.com when Stuck.

Slut-face camwhoringzx.

Terrorizing XINKAI. “XINKAI, KAI KAI!”

“I get paid 5 dollars for writing this.”

PERSONAL DORMS THAT ARE CLEAN AND WOOD-Y FTW.

Surprisingly many people turn to Food Erotica if without ideas.

SCARY SHIT FRENCH STALKER MOVIE THAT WAS INGENIOUS BUT @%#&$! FREAKY.

DRAMA! i love you so much… PAUL.

learning how to scale walls and fail flips

PERCUSSION!
mini-concert downstage WE LOVE PERCUSSION TOO.

OG perfs were kinda murderous in that GODIPRAYFORRELEASE way,(especially the HSM/Glee massacre)(except the Bad Romance bits)

FINALLY people who are NON-SOFT-TOY JUDGING and love DDRS/YOUR ASS as he is!

OG 8 YOU ARE LOVED LIKE A VERY VERY LOVED LOVED ONE.

The dubious food, we can never pinpoint the source of meat.(AND STEALING VEGETARIAN INSTEAD.) TEATEATEATEATEA/COFFEE.

very embarrassing moments. GALORE.

Ass-mad amazing performances from all PerfGroups,

Alot of lovin’lovin’.

Withdrawal symptoms. :/

I’m sure there’re lots more epic moments I forgot to note down (stuff like Nat’s I NEED TO FART.. PFDTW in the lift and Xin’s upskirting herself) but I’ll find some other time to do it. Besides ass-mad fun, I’m a lot more inspired to write now. Almost everything I see makes me wanna poem-inize it. And discipline. I’ll put more discipline into writing as compared to my haphazard scribbled lines in between constipation and Facebook.

I guess it’s back to the books soon. )-:WO BU YAAAO.

June 5, 2010
Things To Swear By

5 things keeping you going.

1) Using towels fresh from the dryer

2) 5 minutes of Red Bean Tau Huey

3) Friends and spammage of love

4) Diabolical plans

5) LFTF

the crystal raindrops says:
*you like go out of the way to make a bad impression of yourself
*its quite funny

See you Karma, by the corner.

May 11, 2010
Wicked Heads.

I knew there was a reason why we be BFFFFs.

May 8, 2010
Gold to Platinum

The following depicts What Has Become Of Me.

Lazyass.

Therefore, post shall be in Highlights of the Day format.

Because lazy.

1) GOT INTO CAP!!! (Here, insert imaginative clip of me crazy-dancing with joy.)Here’s the But.I can’t go. Because. Pre-U Sem.I try my best not to feel disappointed.:-D

2) I fear for my emotional state.Or the lack thereof. It’s as if I can never feel anger or sadness, or at least I can only to a very superficial extent, and for only a short period of time.

Sometimes it scares me.. because my primarily emotions – happy or worried. I know it’s silly to not appreciate positivity in my life. But the thing is.. it’s not that I DON’T feel sad or angry. It’s that I can’t. Sometimes I just put on a front and accord to an emotion to suit the situation. When in fact I nearly never really get affected. Trufax: some days, I tell myself; this is a sad day. You need to be upset today. But it becomes a struggle to NOT be happy. By half-day I’ll be laughing myself insane over something or another. I FORGET to keep myself upset.Even when I DO have a reason to be upset or mad, and present to myself all the things going wrong, there is ALWAYS this annoyingly cheerful voice that dominates over the others and start jabbering off about how things are fine actually and how I don’t have much reason to be down and YADDA YADDA AND I’M LIKE STFU LEAVE ME ALONE TO MOURN AND BE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING PLEASE.

If you know what I mean. No, you don’t. I know. I’m strange. :/ I just can’t summon true anger or depression, really.

Possibilities:

A. I’ve reached psychological nirvana. I’m beyond all affectations by emotions, people or situation. I am in the state of enlightenment. Unlikely. Because I be noob. I mean, if I were really God of Emotions that would somehow show in a more obvious manner, besides my inability to be pissified, right?

B. Extreme repression of emotions. I am so psychologically disturbed that I quash all negative feelings so deep into the recesses of my being, I don’t even know it exists. One day, it’s gonna spill over and I’ll go all apeshit maniac. Like, bring a BB gun and go on a massacre rampage all over Hwachong, or kidnap all the vending machines and threaten to set them on fire if the school won’t reward me with three months of free Island Creamery.Then again, that’s an attractive idea even now.

C. This is probably true. I see life as a game (or as Debs puts it, a show). I am as detached with life as I am to any soap opera on Channel 8. Sure, I feel a vague sense of mourning when anything unpleasant happens. But mostly, I feel bad FOR the character, an indirect emotion. Likewise, I feel the sadness FOR myself, as if my being and my emotional state are two separate entities, and my spirit watches my entire life events with complete detachment. There is even this cold, evaluating voice that assesses and analyses the people/situation around me even when I’m undergoing any form of mental turmoil.

Okay now, that made me sound plain creepy.

3) I hope things get better for our class. What with all the academic disappointments, general feelings of lethargy and issues. I’m just wishing it’ll take a positive turn soon. Soon, or we’ll crack.

4) Monday Picnic with Mugger’s Club sans Benita!

Yummy food, blazing sun, failed cam-whoring.I would say, mostly the food.Mom: “BOTANIC GARDENS? So childish.”

5) LOL moments.

“PLANTS ARE HUMANS WHO EAT SHIT.””DO NOT USE THE LORD’S NAME IN VAIN.””Imagine a dinosaur looking at you and then running away screaming. Ridiculous right? That’s like you with the lizard.”6) NAPFA’s over. GOLD (-:Thank you Personal Trainer Jingzhi! <3

May 5, 2010
So where’s the fire, you’ve become the rain

May 3, 2010
Weekend in the City

Can’t love Bloc Party any more than this.

May 2, 2010
11:11

This is about the earliest I’ve been home the entire week.

Well, okay yes I didn’t go to school today, what with my broken throat and all. It feels strange to be skipping school, though. A sudden silence and lack of activity in a day becomes strangely jarring, instead of peaceful – which was what I hoped for it to be. During the O Level period, I took almost a day off every week to lie at home to watch TV. Those days were the only things keeping me going during continuous mugging.

I suppose it doesn’t work anymore.

I’m probably so accustomed to chaos, panic and action every second that even boredom has been redefined. (And no, I haven’t done any TV watching today). Later, hopefully when I feel less shitty and busted, I’ll being going for Macbeth.

I feel a little aimless… Insane as it might be, I kind of even wish for A Levels to be here sooner, so I have something to look forward in my life. Something, that actually has an impact to whatever is ahead of me. Not superficial things like, ooh tomorrow I get to wear my new shoes or yay it’s Hot Dog Bun day. Then again, when A Level comes, I’ll be bitching for it to be over, and when it finally IS over, I’ll resume my rant about the utter pointlessness of life. …Until of course when I get a job; that is where eternal complaining will take place.

I really do have quite an astute outlook in life.

Highlights of the week pretty much include everything related to food.

Met up with Xin Ben Geoff and Rei (sans Ran) and attempted to do work at Island Creamery (what’s new?) before hiking over to Waffle Town. Which has great burgers. (And Ben I owe you twobucks).

Yesterday had my first dibs on Sogurt. I CAN’T BELIEVE I PROCRASTINATED THAAAT LONG. Sogurt is the best thing since.. since Marble Slab creamery. Except don’t get the Raspberry-Pomegranate. It’s a little weird.

And then I finished the tub of B & J’s Strawberry Cheesecake.

Oh.

Now I get why I’m having throat issues.

The week before, we went over to Chinatown to interview the author of Yawningbread.org, a rather controversial (or at least in local standards) webpage discussing political issues, primarily about Gay Rights. Mr Au was pretty radical, to say the least. He made some pretty enlightening points, besides his constant emphasis on how Singaporeans should watch more porn. Quite an experience, really.

NAPFA five items over. I could feel the extreme difference in expectations over here and in St Nicks. For one it was a little less competitive. And now instead of aiming for As in everything, I just settled for getting a Gold. 2.4KM next week )-: Let’s get at least a C and not shit Red Bull anymore? I’m now bloody unfit and I wish I had hardcore Mass PE training with Ms SLim 5 weeks before NAPFA so I wouldn’t be a blimpy couch potato. Okay I’ll still be a couch potato, but perhaps a more healthy one.

HI CATHLEEN IF YOU ARE READING THIS HOW ARE YOU DOING I KOPED THAT PICCY UP THERE FROM YOU.

I have the privilege of shoutouts now that I’m not drowning in the Hwachong School-ness of it all.

Muggers, Marks & Spencer’s soonsoon? I’m craving the onion twist thing and shortbreads.

April 29, 2010
Well,

Saturday’s Fac Outing was great, and I wish I could come up with a more befitting and enthusiastic adjective (besides awesome which is supremely overused), but I can’t, right now.

So for now, it was great. I wish I had posted about it earlier on, before the excitement wore off and before I’m in a state where I have to actually muster energy to even recount anything.

It’s been a rough day I guess.

Nothing in particular, maybe just everything in accumulation. And the overwhelming fact that I’m really near to my future, and need to actually start doing work. It’s a general sense of confusion and disappointment, followed by frustration. You want to give up, but you just can’t?

Something like that.

Nah, I’m not emoboi93 or anything, just need more time out to stone and pull myself together. Still, thanks guys; I know y’all are having a tough time as well, it helps to know what we’re there for each other.

Still. This is gonna last awhile, I just know it. )-:

April 19, 2010
Kravings.

Sometimes I think the world has a Happiness Quota.There is only so much Happiness people can have; so if someone out there is in misery, you’re allowed that Happiness for this moment. It may seem kind of illogical, but life is about parallels. There can only be a positive if there exists a negative. We’re all part of this universal equilibrium of Happiness, and it probably roots from self-centredness.Whatever it is, there can never exist a situation where everyone is contented. Someone out there is paying for your second of joy with suffering. It’s just the way it is, I guess. I’m not complaining. Because bitch I’m going to freaking eat up your happiness like yeah.

April 12, 2010
Up up, down down.

April 10, 2010

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