Peter Pan probably couldn't even have a neverland like this

The witches

Tuesday 30 October 2007

♥ 01:12

Actually I'm rather looking forward to Choral and Drama night.

Anyway, since I've been repeating this list so many times, I might as well type it here.

The hot guys are:

Taken
Dead
Actors
Playboys
Drug-addicts
Sex-crazed
Knuckle-heads
Idiots who don't get women
Brainless muscleheads
Non-existant
Overage
Underage
Retarded
Poseurs
Arrogant bastards
Ignorant
Women-abusers
Narrow-minded freaks
Bullies
Gay

So uh yeah. And of course there's still NOT RICH, but uh yeah, i can't be too picky.

In the end

Thursday 25 October 2007

♥ 04:25

Today is the 26th of October and also,

the last day of school.

We were strangers, starting out on our journey,
Never dreaming, what we'd have to go through

I would be telling a black (well, it's the opposite of white) lie if I said the day started out as normal days do.

The interview was at 8.20

GAH. I mean, with extended flag raising and all, I haven't even started on breakfast at the time. I was so nervous. I got those butterflies in the stomach. I could hear the blood singing in my ears. REALLY. I went around class requesting for hugs and more hugs. I ran into Meichun's arms (okay, that sounds really wrong), grabbed Lanxin into a hug (even more wrong), and freaked Tabby out with my open arms (now this is more like it).

now here we are,
i'm suddenly standing

I wanted to calm myself down by playing speed but before I had the chance, Meichun dragged me all the way to the humanities department, which made matters worse. We spent about 10 minutes staring at the list of shortlisted people going for the interview. And we stared at the room.

THE room.

Need I say more?

I will not elaborate about the interview to prevent any potential heart attacks from myself.

But besides that,

today was uber uber uber fun!

From the class montage to the cheering to the level closure to the choral and drama night rehearsals and finally to the whacke-out drawing-on-the-whiteboard scheme.

Oh, speaking of which, gotta ask lannie for the photos.

hahaha.

Choral and drama night rehearsals were so-so. Same old *hemhem* *hemhem-ing* at us, same old moves, same old costume *GAH DON'T MAKE ME THINK ABOUT MY STUPID WITCH COSTUME*

At the beginning with you,

A few of us went back to class. Me, Tong, Ytene, Wanda, XY, Amaris, Shi Yun, Cherylin and Lanxin. And we all went back to our seats and sat there for the last time.
Then after Shi Yun, Tong and Ytene left,

all hell broke lose.

I blame Amaris:

A.K.A LIM SLIM SLIM,
for being such a retard and screaming at the top of her lungs. She tried to annihilate Mok Pok Pok with a BROOOOM. Can you believe that? Of all the possible weapons, she chose a broom. That's why we decided to lock her out of the classroom. YOU SHOULDA SEEN HER! She was crying (well, fake wailing anyway) and was super defenseless without her broom!

And life is a road that I wanna keep going,
Love is a river that I wanna keep flowing,

Then I blame Xiao You,

A.K.A MOK POK POK,
for being more of a retard than slim slim. SHE WAS THE ONE WHO NAMED ME TSUI PUI PUI LAH. @!#!%@%&#^(repeat) Haha. I can still remember all of us doodling there on the whiteboard. We were drawing crazy things like Wanda <3 XY <3 Amaris <3 Laura <3 Lanxin <3 203, and other crap like that.

Life is a road,

I blame Wann qinn,

A.K.A. Ong Pong Pong,
YOU RETARD LAH. (enough said)

Now and forever,
A wonderful journey,

Lanxin,

A.K.A. JIANG JIANG JIANG,
is the only sane person besides me. hahaha.

I'll be there when the world stops turning,
I'll be there when the storm is through,
In the end,

And when I walked out of the classroom,
When I turned around to see,
The smiling faces and the memories,
I couldn't help but shout:

"203! I LOVE YOU FOREVER. I LOVE YOU ALL!"

I wanna be standing,

at the beginning,

with you.

Doppelganger

Tuesday 16 October 2007

♥ 06:38

Maybe there's a second me within me.

Sometimes I don't even know what I'm saying. But then again, that's a human for you. I just don't get humanity and its emotions. But that's what life is all about. Mysteries and not getting things. If someone just decided to know everything on this planet, that's... just wrong.

Hmm, speaking of wrong,

everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Or maybe they think that they're right, but in fact they're wrong, or maybe their decision is both right and wrong. A mistake that's right. A correct answer with a flaw in it. Life is just that. There's no line, no fixed line between right and wrong. Just like there's no distinct border between good and evil, that's why we have the yin and yang sign. And there's also no distinct difference between conscious and unconscious. The "partial-consciousness" is impaired consciousness. There's always something in between. That's what life is. Something in between heaven and hell.

I've just borrowed a lot of books from the library, hmm, 7 from the school library and 2 from the national library to be exact. So far I've finished 3 of them, and I've lost one of them. Yes, here comes all the GASPings. If anyone in my class didn't hear me moan and groan and complain and wail about my missing Roman Mythology, man, they're either deaf, or just simply a living corpse.

Yeah, another thing that's in between. A living corpse. Neither alive nor dead. Something in between life and death.

Am I talking psycological stuff? Hahaha.

I've finished reading The 5 people you meet in heaven, The love that God forgot and For one more day.

I think that For one more day impacted me the most. I won't write some cruddy long review here, you can find that on the Yahoo. But seriously, it's one of the best books on earth. I couldn't stop crying. I started crying on like, the 20th page! Gosh. Hahaha. I think Mitch Albom is an amazing person. Really.

I feel that all i've typed out here is nonsensical and i think maybe no one will get me because it doesn't seem grammatically correct (sentencewise). So I think i'll just end here.

By the way, did I tell you that I failed physics by 1 mark, history by 2? Hahaha.

Yep, that's life for you again.

blur of the traffic;

Wednesday 10 October 2007

♥ 04:37

Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity

Okay, as weird as this seems, this statement is true.

Anyway this song is so beautiful. I had no idea Emmy Rossum could sing so well.

then a pink carnation with a pickup truck,

Monday 8 October 2007

♥ 02:41

then a golden sunsent and we're outta luck

Phew. It was tough. But it was worth it.

I'm finally free.

FREEE I TELL YOU FREE

Haha.