Hello people.

I'm at my cousin Fwankie's (Frankie, Frank) house right now, using his iBook G4. Well thats what it says.

Anyways...

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR PEOPLE!!!

Fwankie says you all have an infinite amount of armpit hair that you all have to shave NOW!!

LOLOL.

Was at my Grandma's place just now receiving red packets and more. Lunch was good. I am FULL.

Its not good to be opening a book to study today. Its just inauspicious. Or something like that.

Anyways... Gotta help Fwankie's sister with her Maple. Seems like she can't get out of the marketplace.

Oh no. Fwankie has started to moan some song again.

More later, if possible.

ROCK ON.

I'M TALKIN' BOUT LOVE!!

OK. I must stop bursting out everytime I post a new entry.

So Dad prepared reunion dinner today. HAHA. It was SO funny.

He went out in the afternoon and left all the stuff uncooked. So when he came back at 6, he began to rush and rush and rush.

For only one visitor. My cousin. From uh, K.L. But he's sorta working here now.

So yeah.

Finally at 7 we only got to have our SHARKS FIN soup. I rated it 1 out of 10.

Okay Dad. You KNOW I'm joking. It was nice, really.

True rating's 7/10. 3 marks gone for the UNECESSARY time you took. Shouldn't have gone out eh?

Then we had chicken, prawns, abalone... Plus a big bowl of vegetables.

We finished our sharks' fin soup early, meaning Mom, my cousin and me. Then Dad was roaring about in the kitchen to cook the other food and Mom hurrying to obey his every order. LOL.

So I yelled over to them, "Service is SLOW!"

Mom laughed.

Then when the chicken arrived, I asked Dad, "Where's the sauce?"

He took the ketchup and mayo sauce from the frigde. From MacDonalds.

Then I demanded, "I want PROPER sauce!" while trying to sound like a spoiled princess. That made my cousin laugh.

HAHA.

I was the funny one kay.

Was so full after that, so went into my room, blasted a few Kelly Clarkson songs to burn off the.. food in me stomach.

Then tried revising. Okay, so I did.

Been slacking ever since.

YAYY!! RED PACKETS POURING IN TOMORROW!!

I WANT I WANT I WANT!!

YOU WANT!

EVERYBODY WANTS!!

I'm out.

((:

YA DA YA DA YA DA OOOOO.

Okay. LOL.

I finally changed my skin. Thats because I deliberately took time off from my WORK to SLACK and change the skin.

It's a new look. Finally a white background.

School's been good. At least, for this week.

E.Math Cumulative Frequency test 9/25.

A.Math Differentiation 15/20.

Someone please explain the irony of these results.

I could've done better for E.Math. (:

Hmmmm.

Woke up this morning with acute CRAMPS. OMG.

Without looking into the mirror I knew my face was twisted in a mask of pain.

The pains just keeps coming back once in a while.

Dad's tryna prepare New Year Eve dinner.

Smells good. SHARKS FIN.

Yes yes, you can come over.

Have to apologize to the sharks today.

OW, pain's back.

P.S. I know the tagboard's outta place.

I'M EX-TRE-ME-LY TIRED.

Sec 4 life is such a SUCKER.

I drag myself early to school each morning. Then I find myself studying and looking through stuff.

I am so so tired.

There's nothing much to say.

Maybe won't blog so much this year.

..........

It just hit me not long ago that I have 2 Math tests tomorrow.

Amath - Differentiation. Emath - Cumulative Frequency.

I suck SO MUCH at Histograms.

I forgot to bring back my notes to STUDY.

DAMMIT. DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT.

Very smart of me.

I suck SO MUCH at product rule.

I can't do my Chemistry Moles homework cuz I don't have my textbook.

No Periodic Table = Nothing done.

Plus Mrs Low's starting on new chapter of Emath tomorrow - LOCI.

My god.

What else?

Thank GOD my Math homework is done.

What? What else?

I can't study my Emath now. I don't have any MATERIAL!!

Anyways.. Kelin and YuTing came over just now. STUPID F*UP-ED comp can't just upload the photos into my computer.

Now they're at Aljunied (Li Wen's place) to upload the pics, send it to me via email, and then I'll work on the video, solo.

DAMN THE CHINESE DEPARTMENT.

WE'LL MAKE SURE OUR VIDEO IS CHOSEN.

I AM SO BUSTED FOR TOMORROW.

Howdy.

I shall tell you how I died twice and flew up to Heaven yesterday before it's too late.

What was it? Was it fate?

Or what is just plain coincidence?

Forget it.

I wanna change my blogskin.

Maybe next week.

This week, is slacking week.

Attended the O-level Eng Comprehension workshop at Woodlands Regional Library this morning. I sincerely hope to my English teacher(s) that I will do better in my future comprehensions.

It did help, really.

Afterwhich headed to China Town (my most hated place to be in Singapore) to work on our stupid Chinese project. We've chosen tourism, so we were there squeezing through the crowds and taking snap shots. Then we'll be working at the video at my crib tomorrow. (:

Got home around 5 plus, my stomach got hit with GASTRIC. OHSHIAAAT.

I was tired anyway, after staying up online last night until 1am and waking up early this morning, so I took a quick nap.

But the gastric didn't seem to go away.

Woke up to a stampede of NOISE going on in my living room AND in the room I was sleeping in. I snapped at them (one of them was even mom) and told them I was sleeping, so would they please get out?

They didn't.

Finally, I jumped off the bed and went to take a bath.

Gastric remains.

PAIN PAIN PAIN.

Mom brought me back home here. Took another dose of medicine for gastric.

Felt better. (:

YAY.

Now I'm just tired.

HELLO ALL. (((((:

I died and flew up to Heaven somewhere today.

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE DOES TO ME.

OH NO.

YOU DON'T.

AHHHHHHHHHH.

OKAY PEOPLE.

I'm trying VERY HARD not to stress.

That's the reason why I came online to blog and surf a little for the remaining half an hour for my day.

I still wanna keep on working.

I don't know what drives me, but all of a sudden this year, I just need to keep on working at something.

That's about it.

I'm getting more and more tired.

My eyelids are ...

Oh well.

BYE.

I don't wanna talk about my Bio test.

Or TESTS.

The next one, I will NOT flunk. GET THAT STRAIGHT.

Won't flunk Chem. Won't screw Chinese. Won't flunk Amath.

NONONO.

Brian and Jahan say I'm stressing too much. Jahan says he sees it all over my face. Brian ALMOST said I'm becoming a nerd.

A NERD, WHEN I CAN'T EVEN SCORE PROPER??

There must be something wrong with the people on earth.

Either that, or there must be something wrong with me.

You know, even the thought of going out to catch a movie is a sudden strict no-no for me.

What have I become?

Do I really need to relax?

HELPPPPPP.

What's with all those pimples popping out from my face?

What's with everybody wanting the New Year to come so soon? Frankly speaking, I'm not INTERESTED.

Nor am I interested in the school's celebration either.

I mean, WHO THE HELL would be when you're chosen to sing DUMB New Year songs, dressed up as one of the 12 Zodiac creatures??????

I didn't ask for it in the first place.

Someone kill me.

I'm plain bored right now. Everybody's either busy or away on my MSN list.

I think I have a Bio test tomorrow.

HAHAH.

My grandma just farted while watering the mini plant. She does that EVERYTIME. Either when she walks the balcony or when she waters the plant.

Oh no.

What's wrong with me?

Yuting, stop calling me by my half-full name in your blog.

Just DEB would do.

Hello all.

My tagboard's DEAD.

ERHEM.

I've been slacking.

DIE DIE DIE.

Stay back after school STUDY AR.

MY GOD.

O-LEVEL this year lar, people.

Hey. I must stop using Singlish.

BYE.

Its 12.12 AM.

I'm tired. But I can't go to sleep now. Because he's here. And he came at like..

Never mind.

Been slacking. But I did study.

I haven't did my Chinese essay yet. It's gay. I haven't even gotten my composition book yet.

Thats about it.

I'm bacccck.

I know it's still snowing on my blog. I don't care. I like it.

School's gay.

The Sec Ones are actually having two-week orientation to choose the CCAs they want. We only had two hours of orientation.

HELLO?

I don't care. I'm Sec 4 now and I definitely got better things to think about.

It may be my most important year, but everyday really seems like a year. Every hour passes so slowly.

It's only January.

It should be July by now.

Oh. And speaking of which, choir is going to Hong Kong for competition. July? June?

Hello? We Sec 4s have O-levels.

They expect us to study while we're there.

Okay.

You want to know whats going on in my personal life?

It's COOL(:

My front page says it all, okay?

CIAO.

Confessions of a Broken Heart - Lindsay Lohan

I wait for the postman to bring me a letter
I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
Family in crisis that only grows older

Why'd you have to go? x4

Daughter to father
Daughter to father
I am broken, but I am hoping
Daughter to father
Daughter to father
I am crying, a part of me's dying and
These are, these are
The confessions of a broken heart

And I wear all your old clothes, you polo sweater
I dream of another you
The one who would never
Never leave me alone, to pick up the pieces
Daddy to hold me, thats what I needed

So why you'd have to go?

Daughter to father
Daughter to father
I don't know you, but I still want to
Daughter to father
Daughter to father
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
Cuz these are, these are
The confessions of a broken heart

I love you

Daughter to father
Daughter to father
I don't know you, but I still want to
Daughter to father
Daughter to father
Tell me the truth
Did you ever love me?
Did you ever love me?

These are...
The confessions, of a broken heart

Ohh, yeah

And I wait for the postman to bring me a letter...

Hello all.

I'm HUNGRY.

And I'm disappointed in one. I don't blame. But I just feel that way.

I can't help but keep reading back on our message histories.

It helps ease the pain.

But after that, it doesn't.

People are beginning to feel the pressure teachers are giving them in school, but not me, surprisingly.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I must have said this sentence about 50 million times over my fifteen years.

I fell sick during the first week of school.

I don't blame the weather.

Must have been my reluctance and laziness to use my umbrella while walking home on those drizzling days.

I mean, who bothers?

Now this. FLU.

I HATE FLU.

ABSOLUTELY DETEST IT TO THE CORE.

It makes you sniff every 5 seconds. It makes you sensitive to flying dust. It makes mucus pour down your nose. It makes you want to stuff your whole tissue box up your nostrils. It makes you want to cut off your nose. It makes you want to have a nose surgery (Ew, M.J!!). It makes your nose red. It makes your eyes water. It makes your nostrils loads bigger when you stuff tissue up your nose. It makes you breathe through your mouth. It still makes you sniff every 5 seconds. It makes you feel like you have dust constantly flying into your nose.

So there.

Things can get really weird sometimes. But then again, I don't really care.

When things get twisted, he's always there to make it right again.

It's been raining and raining. Hope it rains tomorrow.

Anyways... First week of school was pretty much okay. It just dawned on me that I never blogged about it. HMMM.

There's nothing much to say anyway.

God. I must be hallucinating. I just saw a dust particle fly past the computer screen.

PLEASE don't let it enter my NOSE.

I'm sick.

And I'm very very very tired.

I've got nothing to say about school.

All I know is, I'm feeling NOT SO GOOD.

I'm feeling guilty. I'm online and blogging. Since 9? Yeah. Thinking he'd be here. But I can't expect him to be here EVERY NIGHT, do I?

So I'm guilty. I could be making use of this time to study. But my brain is blocked up. I can't seem to think proper.

I'm guilty. Am I doing all for his sake? Just to be online, hoping we can somehow find time to talk?

Is it worth it?

And how dare I question myself this? How dare I doubt my feelings for him?

Deep down inside, I know its not. But somehow... I half feel its worth it.

And honestly speaking, I feel a little disappointed.

I got to see him a few times today. That, of course, changed a whole lot of things.

I don't feel so good inside.

Time to go. I have school tomorrow.

Hello people.

It's scary.

School's starting in a few hours time.

*audience starts throwing pens and pencils and leftover homework*

OKOK.

Shall shut up.

I had the weirdest dream.

Guess I must have been too tired.

From all the steamboat excitement yesterday? I didn't even eat enough. LOL.

I didn't get my salmons though.

I mean, enough of it.

OKOK.

School is SO tomorrow.

We shall inject ourselves with lethal injections and die.

I just realized something very life-taking that we all risk-takers have to attend.

And that very something that is very life-taking that we all risk-takers have to attend in one or two days' time is

SCHOOL.

EW EW EW.

Any precautions, people?

HOWDY PEOPLE.

New Year Resolutions?

Honestly speaking, I can't be bothered. (:

I read an article in the Straits Times today about whether we should use lethal injections or hanging as mode of execution for prisoners.

Even though we have followed hanging for what seemed like many many years, I think using lethal injections would be much... better. In a way.

Hanging - painless? I don't think so. The thought of hanging itself has already struck dread in someone, say if he would be about to be executed soon. Plus the pain he feels emotionally when he thinks about the loved ones he's leaving behind. Regret too.

And how about when the rope is wound tightly around his neck and the chair on his feet falls away? A quick jerk of the neck delivers a sharp pain. There IS still pain.

Hanging - the fastest way to execute? True. But before it actually happens, the prisoner feels many things. Fear. Dread. Pain.

Also, in my opinion, using hanging as mode of execution is quite harsh. Even though I agree that the prisoners should be punished, but surely there is a better way of execution? After all, its their final step towards death.

However, I'm not saying that lethal injections will not make a prisoner feel fear, dread or pain beforehand. In my opinion, I think lethal injections lessen those feelings. Because at least, injections, are something that almost everyone that has been through. It's nothing more than a stinging prick into your skin, then pulling the needle out again.

And I'm sure, the fact that prisoners are made up mostly of adults, they will not be afraid of injections. Injections are used for animals too, so why not humans?

Perhaps we should really consider this. It's the year 2006 after all.

(: