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on Saturday, March 31, 2007,4:26:00 PM

Rainy Spring

Hey guys what up?

Okay everybody knows it's practically Spring now, right? Not that you can actually tell by the stups weather in stups Singapore but whatever! So when my sis and I were coming back from my piano lesson just now, it was freaking hot, and I was like, "It's going to rain later", and she was like, " Yah, I know."

Anyway, we vacillated between asking our maid to come to the bus stop with an umbrella or not, but then decided the negative. So while we were walking into our estate, it just started freak-raining suddenly, and we just took off and I was like screaming, "Ohmigod!" and the rain just kept coming and coming. Finally, I dragged her under the plastic extention some neighbors attached to their roof and we took shelter there while she dialled my house and asked my maid to come out.

It was so fun! And we were drenched. Anyway, then this lady came out of the house and offered us an umbrella but we declined and told her our maid was coming out. Then I moved to the neighboring house, which also had the extensions, and then I saw people coming out and worried they were going to offer me umbrellas too (don't get me wrong, that was real nice of the lady, but it's embarrasing)so I just took off down the road, met my maid, grabbed an umbrella and walked home.

Anyway, just took a shower again, and it's still raining now, which is totally cool! I love it when it rains.

L-O-V-E I-T, like.

on Sunday, March 25, 2007,3:42:00 PM

Juicy!!!

Hey guys guess what?

Yesterday I went out to have dinner at some Korean restaurant at Jurong where they kept playing the Princess Hours' songs and it was totally suckish. The food didn't even taste good, and we were facing a bunch of old people line-dancing. Get this: some of them even wore ridiculous cowboy hats and a button down shirt and pants.

Anyway, afterwards we went to The Heeren 'cos my sis wanted to get Havaianas, and on the way there, (or back, I can't remember) this guy walking towards me from the opposite direction just started staring at me. And I was like staring back at him before the realization hit me. And I was like, 'Ohmigod! That is Mr Ong! And he is holding a lady's hand! Ohmigod!' Okay, the lady had long black hair (past her shoulders), she was not skinny, fat, actually, and I can't remember her face, but I think Mr Ong was holding a plastic bag in his other hand. The lady was wearing a black top and a long knee-length jeans skirt, and that's about all I can remember. Oh, and she was Mr Ong's height. Or a just a teeny bit taller but I think she was his height.

Except for the fact that Mr Ong was staring at me. I think he recognized me. Whatever. Who cares? And I figured, I guess it's okay to write about it on my blog, I mean, free speech, right? And hey, you're walking down Orchard Road, anyone can see you. I mean, the crowd there is so random. And I didn't see anything exciting like them kissing or whatever (actually, that would be totally gross, and my life would be scarred permanently from then onwards. Come on, who cares what teachers do outside of school, or if they even have lives?), and then they just disappeared from my sight behind me.

I really can't remember her face...
P.S. Unless one of you visitors turns traitor and decide to turn into a totally lame geeky good-girl and reveal my blog to the school (or any other person's blog). That would be so lame. And uncool. Not that this blog is offensive to Mr Ong or anything. I'm just making a point.

on Friday, March 23, 2007,9:10:00 PM

I want to run, run, and run only

Hey guys.

I know I should blog more to keep the blog NOT dying, so here goes. Today we played a match against Tampines North, and it was okay I guess, we won, Raffles thirty-something, TN I can't remember. Actually I don't know. Whatever.

Anyway, I have to do alot of stuff for the weekend, oh, and I have to remember to get my mom to sign my Chinese file. Or else, my teacher won't even have to scream at me, I can do the screaming myself.

Anyway, I am so mad at my dad now. I think I might just overflow with the anger in me. My dad is a sucker. A measly, worthless worker. I hate him. Tonight, he just screamed at my sis and me for some totally unreasonable reason (don't even ask), and right now I just feel like slapping him and throwing him to the floor, and then grinding his flesh into his teeth with an electric screwdriver.

Don't feel surprised. I'm not on speaking terms with him right now, and luckily I was able to keep my mouth shut when he was screaming and not get myself involved, though I was tempted to help my sista. But anyway, I just want to get away from all this now, I don't feel like talking to him, looking at him, or even thinking about him. He is an A-list jerk. That's all there is to the truth. I hate him.

Fuck you, dad. You hear me? Fuck you.

on Saturday, March 17, 2007,9:15:00 AM

I'm so not tolerating this anymore

Hey guys what up?

I have finally come to a decision. After days of irritating Nicole, Liang Xuan and Michelle and whining at them continuously and repeatedly. Ha-ha. Thanks you guys for listening and offering solutions. I don't like it that people can copy off my work (English compositions), and I'm going to talk to Ms. Aishah about it when school starts.

Whatever if anybody has already copied stuff (relax, I know Ms. Aishah permits it and I'm not slandering you or anything), but I don't think I'm going to allow her to print my compositions anymore. Don't get offended (you really shouldn't, please) or whatever, just, I don't like the idea of people copying my work and slam dunk, it's theirs.

P.S. This isn't a piece of accusation of anyone or anything, but a written work of my thoughts and what I am going to do. I am not accusing or insulting anyone in this post, I am just relaying my thoughts. If you feel offended and decide to report this or whatever, please note that I have already denied all forms of accusations.

Buh-bye.

on Monday, March 12, 2007,6:35:00 PM

My life is so... huh?

Hey.

Nothing much's happened in the past few days... church, a totally suckish piano lesson, picture-searching, whatever. I don't even know what to write. My life is like this bouncing ball, one moment I'm totally happy and full of joy and the next?

Hey is that you? I'm in this totally dark cave void of any Light. And right now I'm just totally bummed and depressed and I'm going on by making myself do useless mock papers. How nice for me. And you. Go on, maybe I'm here to charm a laugh out of your not-so-stupid life. Whatever.

I'm hoping watching Hanazakarino Kimitachihe later will cheer me up (a little). That drama is starting to get a little boring. Even Sinan seems boring. No offence. Whatevs. My life is in a black hole right now and you don't want to know about it.

Buh-bye.

on Thursday, March 08, 2007,5:22:00 PM

Ohmigod... not.

Okay, I thank the Lord for answering my prayer (I prayed about the whole GIRO fiasco) and turning the bad into the good. And guess what? My pastor was right.

God DID turn the bad into better. Ms. Aishah is going to give me a new copy to get the correct parent to sign on Friday, and my dad (who is the account holder) is coming for the talk, so I don't even need to hand it to her the following week! He can just sign it on that day and return it to her! Easy Peasy! I am going to graduate from Primary School!

It's even better than before. The key to it all was faith. I told Him in my prayer before I went to sleep that 'I put my trust in You, Lord, I give You my faith and my trust' and I did. And he heard me (He always does) and turned it into something better, even better than before.

The Lord always hears us. Amen.

on Wednesday, March 07, 2007,8:33:00 PM

Why the hell must this happen to me?

Ohmigod. Ohmigod. Ohmigod.

WTF! I just realized that my parent that signed the GIRO form isn't the account holder! And the GIRO form is really important or I might not be able to graduate from Primary School! Ohmigod. Ohmigod. I can't stay back! Ohmigod. My life is over. I just died. I can go to heaven now.

What the hell! I can't believe it! WTF am I going to do? WTF. Ohmigod. Ohmigod. Ohmigod. But then my pastor did say that God will turn bad things into good things, and sometimes, the good things will turn out to be even better than the original stuff! Okay, what I really need now is faith and I can't find it! I need to pray for faith. Ohmigod.

Ohmigod! Lord Jesus help me!

on Friday, March 02, 2007,8:58:00 PM

What do you want to hear?

Hey guys, thanks for visiting my blog.

Today was the finale, the match that would determine whether we got the championship in the South zone.

As it happened, we lost. And I don't blame anyone, there really isn't anything to say. Except that at least I know I tried my best.

And then there isn't anything else to say anymore.