| Watching Ouran, no less! ♥
Faith is flicking ants off the box at the back of the lab, sitting on a rolly chair (joey: what's it really called? faith: typical com lab chairs =_=") that doesn't quite roll properly waiting for Ouran episode 25 to load.
The conversation runs like this:
Faith: Why are there ants at the back of the com lab. Ants shouldn't be attracted to hardware. The hardware is making a noise. It doesn't sound like hardware.
*happily flicks ants off suspicious looking boxes*
Faith: The ants are so strange! They travel down and when they reach the end they sort of turn around. And they're carrying an ant.
*ant that is being carried falls off the ant carrying it*
Faith: They all start crowding around the dead ant. The dying ant. They all aren't going anywhere in particular. i think they have an ant nest inside. They all start crawling inside and then they disappear.
Voice of Reason: Should we stop looking at the ants? They're kind of disturbing.
^^
Chem lecture is cancelled.
Faith, is bored.
So are we.
(Faith & Voice of Reason protest: The logic is wrong. It sounds as though chem lecture was interesting to begin with. )
Edit: This was posted by Joey. -____- which explains its psychotic-ness. XDDD | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment   |
| The Monday blues. You get them, I get them, we all get them. But I figured I probably get them worse than others. My sorta Monday blues isn't just the feeling of dread one gets upon waking up on the first weekday of the week. It manifests itself in everything that happens, at the very first chance it gets.
Take this Monday, for instance. I woke up at 6.30. Normally, that's the time I leave my house. But it's still a *relatively* normal occurence for me to wake up late on Mondays. Right, so, then I pack my bag. Simple enough task, involving the finding of my pencilcase and its contents, and the stuffing of random tutorials/lecture notes which accumulated on my desk over the weekend into my bag.
I practically inhaled my orange juice, and thus managed to leave my flat successfully at 6.37 am. I journeyed towards the bus-stop, and when I could just about catch a glimpse of its ugly blue-and-red-painted sides, my life timetable suddenly flashed before me. One of the most depressing acronyms floated across said memory - PE. (It comes right behind PMS and IVLE. And possibly HCI.) And, horror of horrors, I was pretty darn sure all my PE shirts were tucked away comfortably in my closet. Or on my bed, seeing as I never put away my laundry.
So anyway, I was naturally pissed off. And unwilling to go back up to retrieve abovementioned PE shirt. In a flash of apparent brilliance, but what was later properly recognised as utter stupidity, I whipped out my gay!purple!handphone(TM) and called my mom, asking her, very tersely, if she could please throw my PE shirt out my bedroom window so I could catch it and bring it to school.
In retrospect I should have gotten my dad to perform the act. My mother, severely lacking in the 'knowledge of basic physics principles' and 'how HDB flats are built' departments, decided to drop my PE shirt from the edge of my window ledge, instead of projecting it in a parabolic curve downwards. I stood for a few moments at the foot of my block, heart soaring at the prospect of recieving the PE shirt. It fluttered briefly in the wind for, oh, about one storey, before promptly nesting upon some unreachable, god-forsaken ledge-with-no-apparent-use somewhere between the 2nd and 3rd storeys.
After that, I wisely concluded that this wasn't my day, and it never was going to be, so I gave up on all hopes of ever retrieving the PE shirt, and headed on to my bus-stop, where, to my absolute delight, I discovered my only straight bus to school had just departed. I would've let out a blood-curling scream, but seeing as my luck was so bad and I'd probably have choked on my vocal chords, I made do with a not-too-loudly-muttered swear-word or two. There were, after all, little kids around.
I felt vaguely better upon reaching school and meeting a classmate with whom I laughed over the situation. Somehow things always feel better when they are converted to fodder for amusement. ^_^ | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| Yeah. So. Sabbatical week is over, and the June holidays are finally upon us. (who am I kidding? I've got soccer training three times a week, block tests to mug for, and SL. And the stupid faculty camp which Joey should be back from soon. Ahhh!!)
Archery was mostly fun. I found that I actually shot more accurately if I didn't bother aiming. (omg life lesson!) I also found out that mixing old friends and new ones can yield surprisingly entertaining results. Especially with old friends like Ying Dan. XDDD
Thursday wins the "Most Interesting Day of the Week" award. I was at Kampong Ubi CC (for *cough*Indiancooking*cough*), which, as its name suggests, was located in an extremely desolated area. It just *had* to rain the moment we were dismissed, so my classmates and I figured out a strange and long-winded route to the MRT station (Eunos, in case you were wondering) which ended up in us getting horrifically soaked. Unfortunately enough, I had a Service Learning meeting to wait for, so I loitered unbecomingly at the MRT station for, oh, about 2 hours or so. ^^"
After that, Renyi called me and so I went to City Hall in my still soggy PE T-shirt, where I met Dai Chao (the only guy in our SL group, poor thing). I had been freezing my butt off for about 20 minutes or so when Joey and Renyi arrived. Thankfully, Joey had a jacket with her! However, they insisted on me changing out of my wet shirt and into the jacket. I was like, wth?! and was reminded of the time in Beijing when Joey had to do that after she ran out of shirts. (we know because YYD unzipped her jacket pretty darn low until she realised, wait, I don't think Joey's actually wearing anything under this.)
Yeah. So we went into Raffles City shopping centre where we realised, oh dear, they don't have toilets on the first floor. I then came up with the ingenious plan of changing in a fitting room in one of the many boutiques on the 1st floor. Happy with my plan, we proceeded to waltz into Esprit, where I then picked up a random article of clothing, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible, fully prepared to *pretend* to be interested in changing into it. Luckily for us, Esprit was crowded, and the queue for the fitting room was horribly long, so our good sense prevailed and we took an escalator up, where I finally rid myself of the damp shirt.
There is something deeply traumatising about wearing nothing under a jacket. Especially if it is someone else's jacket.
Anyway, we then set off for Hope Centre Singapore, which is located somewhere along Joo Chiat Road. I think we all had the impression that it would be something like the YMCA, with its own building, or at least with fancy glass doors. However, as we walked along the seedy-looking alleys of Joo Chiat, passing countless "massage parlours" and pubs with frosted glass doors and unwholesome-looking pictures on their walls, we became slighltly doubtful of our pre-concived notions. Our suspicions were confirmed when we reached what we thought was the place. The place was called "Hope Singapore". It consisted of a single wooden door. After knocking on it for a few minutes without a reply, Renyi decided to call the Hope Centre person-in-charge who told her that Hope Centre was, in fact, next door. Somewhat relieved that the Hope Centre wasn't actually so small, we walked on, only to discover, much to our amusement and slight dismay, that Hope Centre was very much similar to "Hope Singapore", except that it shared its space with another random company.
For dinner that night, we feasted on wangwang biscuits in the Hope Centre office, and made startling discoveries about how uncooperative office printers were. Dai Chao and I, on our envelope-buying expedition, also observed a parked car which constantly emitted a series of loud honks. We peered inside, expecting to see an impatient car-owner, but were instead greeted with the sight of a dog in the driver's seat, frantically pounding against the car's horn.
It is no wonder we were so hysterical by the time we made our way home at around eleven thirty. | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | (no subject) | | Time: | 11:38 am |
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| Hello. This is Shao, Yujun, Grace and Faith speaking (:
Ummm.
We have nothing to talk about. Faith says BYE.
Yujun says that we are all blogging because Faith says that she does not have enough topics to blog by herself. She giggles because Reisu's typing is weird today. It is NOT sucky.
This counts as an update. So says Faith.
(But the rest of us wonder.)
Faith says Bye. For real. *waves*
Shao thinks that Faith should be updating about soccer.
Faith: Ummmm....
Faith: We need a goalkeeper. For next year.
Shao & Faith: *soccer talk* (Faith, NOT SHAO, says something along the lines of CS can run very fast and so she can goalkeep and strike simultaneously.)
Yujun: This is really sad.
Faith: I agree.
Shao: It's so lame lah.
Grace: I should be doing PW.
Everyone: *agrees* | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| Because Faith's LJ is very easy to get into.
Faith is currently playing Bridge with her classmates at her classmate's house. Liew Qi, being locked out of her home because nobody is home yet, is crashing Faith's classmate's house. We were playing mahjong. Faith thrashed the guys. No, actually the two of us thrashed the guys. 4 straight wins! Hahaha we're gooooood.
Oh yes. Faith wants me to narrate about our journey to her classmate's house. Apparently they told us that it was near the British council, so we took a bus all the way to the Orchard British council, but apparently it was the Holland V/Buona Vista British council that her classmate stayed near. So Faith and Liew Qi were hopelessly lost. We walked a lot. The moral of this story, as Faith would like to stress, is that guys cannot give good directions.
At this point Liew Qi pauses her story. FAITH IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE I MISSED OUT?
Kay. She says she trusts me. Whee. Post.
EDIT!
Gee after I posted this, LJ gave me a message:
Your password must contain at least one number or symbol. Your password is too easy to guess. It's recommended that you change it, otherwise you risk having your journal hijacked. Visit http://www.livejournal.com/changepassword.bml to change your password.
Ahahaha. Telling a hijacker this is funny. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Remind me to get a new email address sometime soon.
XXX says:
hihi
I say:
hi
I say:
ummm
I say:
you are?
XXX says:
Are you girl?
I say:
oh no, I'm very male
XXX says:
o...
XXX says:
sorry i have a wrong add | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | w00t! | | Time: | 07:25 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/happy_sp.gif) optimistic |
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| Hello darrhlings,
Congratulations for passing Physics!
Mr Tan was terribly pleased.
Love,
Your Friendly Neighbourhood Physics Rep | | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Maaya Sakamoto - Hikari Are | | Subject: | ^^" | | Time: | 09:03 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/working_sp.gif) busy |
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| Hello. This is directed to laoshi. (I know, funny, but as we won't be having Chinese tomorrow, I figured I'd just put this here.)
I'm quite sure I handed in my yingyongwen on the dentists. The same can't be said for the one on terrorism, though. Ahh, sorry. I'm trying to do it now, it's 3/4 done, I believe. I'll hand them all in by Monday, I promise. Thank you!
I dare you guys to comment. ^^ | | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Bonnie Pink - Manitsu no Kajitsu | | Subject: | blahhh | | Time: | 11:00 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/indifferent_sp.gif) blah |
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| Write 20 random facts about yourself then tag the same amount of people as minutes it takes you to write the facts. If you're tagged its your turn.
1. I was hospitalised in P6 (almost right before a major exam) for suspected scarlet fever. It turned out to be some unidentifiable viral illness. I was, like, all dehydrated, so they had to take my blood a lot of times because it kept on clotting in the needle. *sob* Now I hate sharp objects. And wrists. And injections. T_T
2. I'm, like, mangasexual! Yay!
3. I like Japanese music - Orange Range, Do As Infinity, Bonnie Pink, Gackt, Plastic Tree, Shiina Ringo blahhh
4. I like being happy. Who doesn't?
5. I have a popular!cousin whom loads of girls are madly, hopelessly, giggly-oh-my-god-is-that-him? in love with. This amuses me muchly.XDDDD
6. I have a negligible attention span.
7. I share this LJ account. Go on, guess my password! ^^
8. I lived in New Jersey for 2.5 years. Those were the best days of my life. Sledding is fun! Attended Grade 1 there. Exams were, like, mostly picture-based, and teachers would apologise for "loading" us with homework. Ah, the nostalgia.
9. I saw someone steal a cookie before? It was in an airport. *is running out of things to say*
10. My mom has a copy of the Kama Sutra. Not that I read it or anything. ^___^
11. I have a four-poster bed. Which I don't use.
12. I like L better than Raito. But only by a little.
13. My first piano teacher's name was Joe. He lived in a big house in New Jersey, and smoked. I think. Can't remember.
14. I've been to all the Disneylands except the one in HK.
15. My brothers and I once had a pet fish named Obi-Wan Kenobi. We called him Ben, and took him out for walks (As in, scooped him out of the fish bowl, watch as he writhed in our hands etc. We dropped him onto the floor once.) ^^
16. I barbequed a snail once. It was at a party with relatives, and my cousins and I just found it lying in the grass. So we cooked it over the fire. In strawberry soap. Nobody ate it, of course, and we all got severely reprimanded by the adults. The SPCA is going to be after my blood.
17. I have asthma?
18. I like yaoi.
19. I've been to the Grand Canyon and Niagara Falls.
20. I have 6 stitches on my forehead from when a mattress fell on me when I was 6+.
Shan't tag anyone. Eveyone's already been tagged, I believe. Wait, I'll tag ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) neo_rufus. Ha. | | comments: 14 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | The Arrogant Worms - The Happy Happy Birthday Song | | Subject: | Happy, happy birthday | | Time: | 07:06 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/hyper_sp.gif) squee! |
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| Today is a happy day.
I turned sixteen.
Sex is legal! NC-16 movies are legal! OMG! Summer Storm!
My table was filled with presents before assembly. ^__^ I've never gotten so many presents before, especially since my parents don't believe in celebrating birthdays and/or giving presents. (though if I ask nicely they will.)
The teachers were happy today. Including Mrs Tan, who let us do Chinese during bio, and dressed a Barbie doll in paper. She saw the purple stuff from Ren Yi and Liew Qi on my table and went, "Oh, your favourite colour is purple!" ("A bit obvious," goes 67) She then went on to say that liking purple meant I was sexually repressed. And she suggested seeing a counsellor.
How amusing.
Of course, Xinying and Liew Qi both like purple too (right?). Let's all go see a counsellor together! Whee!
And then, during Chinese, laoshi came up and told me that my yingyongwen got smudged because she spilt water on it, and not because she was crying.
Talk about freaky. ^__^
YYD was very pleasant and mellow today. (aka she lost her voice) Get well soon.
Also, I'd like to thank everyone for their well-wishes and presents, and for singing for me during PCCG (how sweet of you all).
( Presents! Individual thank-yous! Etc! )
Now, to enjoy my last few maid-free moments. (Yes, I'm getting a maid at last.)
Today is a happy day. | | comments: 11 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Orange Range - Asterisk | | Subject: | Smut. | | Time: | 05:08 pm | | Current Mood: | amused |
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| Look what I found while doing bio!
Smut
Smut, any of a group of parasitic fungi that cause the plant disease also known as smut. Smuts attack many flowering plants, including such cereal grasses as wheat, corn, barley, oats, and rye, often causing considerable economic loss. As a smut fungus grows, it produces slender hairlike projections, called hyphae, that form a network known as mycelium. It reproduces through spores that often appear as a sooty black mass. When a smut attacks a plant, it gradually destroys all the plant's tissues.
Common corn smut (Ustilago maydis) causes boils, or tumors on the rapidly growing parts of the corn plant, often on or near the ears. Corn smut can be controlled by destroying the boils before they release spores, by the development of smut-resistant varieties of corn, and by careful soil sanitation.
Among the smuts that commonly attack wheat are loose smut (U. tritici), which generally attacks at the time of flowering, and covered, or stinking, wheat smut (Tilletia foetida), which usually attacks as the seeds germinate or shortly thereafter, greatly stunting the growth of the wheat plant. Control measures include breeding resistant varieties and the use of chemicals. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Vanessa Carlton - White Houses | | Subject: | Because I'm bored. | | Time: | 06:41 pm | | Current Mood: | weird |
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| This is more spam! Still trying to get Sasuke's face off the LJ mainpage. (I think it will be a while before that will happen, though.)
School was normal. We didn't have lessons! (Though we got Physics past year papers to practice Physics with.) I wandered back to class halfway during the National Day Celebrations concert to dump something, and unfortunately for me, Mrs Chua came at that time and chased us all out of class. Oh well. Back home, I sat down on the nice cold floor after lunch, and promptly fell asleep. What a good way to spend time on the afternoon of a half day (at school), don't you think? So, when I got online, it was about the normal time that I get online on a normal school day, which is quite sad - I could've spent more time online slacking. Then again, sleep is good for you.
On to homework. Well, my English Portfolio is still relatively nonexistant (the parts we're supposed to do for last term, anyhow). I haven't even done the Sonnets assignment! I'm also quite screwed for AMES and Math Portfolio, and basically everything else. But I finished my zuowen yesterday, and handed it in today! ^_^
(I told you this was spam. It's utterly random.)
I really like this user picture icon. The fluffy thing is really pretty! ^_^
Umm. Wish everyone a happy National Day? Happy 40th Birthday, Singapore! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| This is spam. I'm trying to get Sasuke's ugly face off my LJ.
( I was bored. )
Anyway, Veron and I are going to write original fiction. Hoorah! The plot is: Boy crossdresses and goes to Catholic girls' school. Boy is very popular in school. Boy falls in love with male (art) teacher. Boy has to compete with fangirl for teacher's affections. Fangirl may or may not be madly in love with boy whom she thinks is girl.
[Characters' resemblance to any persons living or dead is unintentional. Really.]
More plot ideas, anyone?
XDD | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Maaya Sakamoto - Watashi wa Oka no Uekara Kabin o Nageru | | Subject: | Notes to self: | | Time: | 05:47 pm | | Current Mood: | eww |
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| 1. Pills aren't meant to be chewed.
2. Even if they are temptingly squishy.
3. Medicines are put into capsules for a reason.
4. Chilli doesn't combat bitterness too well.
5. You should be studying for Bio.
Also, just for fun, and to see if I'd get a purple lightsaber:
Well, blue's almost purple, right? | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Clavier - HAPPY SUMMER PARADISE | | Subject: | I'm such a bully | | Time: | 09:15 pm | | Current Mood: | high |
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| Does anyone ever get random people popping up on their msn lists? I swear this is the 3rd time this has happened. Anyway, I'm not complaining. It was a good source of entertainment. Cheered Shao and me up immensely. I can dump it here for all to see the convo in its full glory:
Unknown person:
who r u
me:
how interesting
me:
I was about to ask you the same thing
Unknown person:
tell me and study in what school
me:
assuming of course that I still am in school
Unknown person:
tell me what is your name
me:
that should be pretty easy for you to guess, my dear chap
Anyone who knows my email address should be able to guess my name. --"
Anyway, it continues:
Unknown person:
tell me what is your name
me:
Ludwig Van Koroji
By now I was laughing my head off and typing in random letters.
Unknown person:
tell where do u study and you r not my dear
Unknown person:
lor
Lor? Is that Singlish? Or some new netspeak term?
Me:
much obliged, darling
Unknown person:
stop calling me darling
Me:
I only did that once, kid
Unknown person:
stop i hate
Unknown person:
you
Me:
that's the most touching thing anyone has ever said to me!
Me:
I think this may be the start of a beautiful friendship!
Then, I proceed to tell him I'm from Korea. I even give him my fictional town name! How cool is that?
Unknown person:
i don't want to talk to you
Me:
how sweet
Unknown person:
stop ok bb
He seems to be getting freaked out. ^^
Me:
good bye!
Me:
been nice chatting, dear!
Unknown person:
bb and stop msn to me
Then nothing happens for a while till I ask him about his school. After which he responds:
Unknown person:
my gf is faith
That would explain how he appeared on my list. --"
Me:
oh, the poor dear
Me:
she has to put up with being around you
Me:
well, send her my condolences
I don't think the poor sod got it.
Me:
goodbye!
Me:
we shall meet again!
Unknown person:
when
Poor sod.
Me:
oh, soon...
Unknown person:
when
Poor, poor sod.
Me:
my, my, very literal, I see
Unknown person:
tell me when
Me:
ummm...
Me:
next week?
Me:
you'll see me on TV, I'm sure
Unknown person:
what tv and whise channel
Me:
I have no idea how the tv channels are like in your country
Unknown person:
channel 8 or 5
Me:
ummm
Me:
I have no idea, honestly
Me:
they didn't tell me when we were filming
Then I started telling him about how much I like purple. And I popped a Question.
Me:
are you homophobic?
Unknown person:
no
I wondered vaguely if he knows what it means to be homophobic.
Me:
that's lovely, I'm really proud of you!
Unknown person:
so
Me:
soya bean!
Unknown person
so busybody
Then I popped THE Question:
Me:
are you gay?
That was when the poor git logged off. So much for being not homophobic.
This is too much fun.
I think I may have just found a new hobby.
Oh, and about PCCG today. I swear if I'd been sleeping earlier lately I wouldn't have reacted like that. Not that I'm ashamed though. It was OMG!Righteous!Anger! Mrs Tan is Stark!Raving!Mad! She thinks half the kids in her class are lesbian. ^^"
I should also mention now how nice our Chinese teacher is. Firstly, she gave us an extension for our SIA. No, wait, several extensions. Secondly, I scored amazingly well for my yingyongwen the other day, and I spotted two spots on my paper where the words had been smudged by a liquid of unknown origin. I swear they were caused by her tears of happiness when she realised that I finally managed to pass a yingyongwen. XDDD | | comments: 15 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Fleming and John - Ugly Girl | | Subject: | Ouch. | | Time: | 09:05 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/full_sp.gif) odd |
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| Ahh! Drama overload today! Perhaps we really should get a maid. My mother spilled boiling hot oil on her feet, and there was Much Panic. Forced her to soak her feet in water and such. Was pretty much at a loss. I *almost* started regretting having always ignored the emergency response instructions. Almost. Thank God for brothers.
And the oddest thing right now is that I'm worried about not being worried enough about my mother. It's like, I have this assumption that she'll always be alright no matter what. It irks me.
I don't want to have a maid. I enjoy the freedom now too much. Selfish of me, I know. Not having a maid is probably going to be horrible for my parents.
I... should go now. My brother just ran past with his Scout's First Aid Kit. I bet half the stuff in there's expired. ^^" Will go off now to convince my mother that no, she hasn't gotten 2nd degree burns. She's paranoid like that. Feh. | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
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