ugh. bio was an absolute utter failure. i am really glad we are now having an investigation into the matter. i guess its no coincidence that there are no distinctions in the 3 classes she teaches, eh?

though i dont know if it will result in a better change. still, for an a1 class to drop 4-5 grades, SOMEthing must be wrong...

meep. dammit its starting again.

oh yes. the phrases of the day. how could i forget. we learn many things from our illustrious principal, not the least that we are "extremely myoscopic" and that harry potter takes the train to hogwarts from "platform 9.75"

ooh. an addendum. mom says that myoscopic is opposite to telescopic.

draw your own conclusions.

Any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae.
-- Kurt Vonnegut

mr kurt vonnegut has obviously never done kotc for his lit text.

mm. hot. tired. and i am seriously screwed in 8-9 days time (depending on how you want to see it) if i go by the state of my midyear paper.

your touch burns.

ugh. dosebleed

oooh. today not good day for eyes. consistent poring over books and then staring at comp. but exams are over (temporarily) so that's ok.

ugh. dont think i'll do well for emath. you cant do well when you've got boyband songs playing through your head for no apparent reason while you're trying to figure out how many damn loci a sphere has...

borders is fun. except for certain demented books. now have nanny ogg's cookbook, where "most of the recipes have been tried out on people who are still alive"...*grin* beware the bananana soup surprise...;P

Red Dragon:
Fire of colour and of temperament, you are not to
be tied down by anything or anyone. The rebel
always, you find most rules and regulations
exhausting and pointless. Fiercly independant
it your way or the highway for all those you
come across. Large and powerful, the equals in
size of the mighty Gold you take orders from
no-one under most circumstances. The little
gift you have for magic is made up by your
awesome strength and earth-shattering
firebreath. While all dragons breath fire,
yours can level forests with a single burst.
The lone wolves of dragonkind, when you finally
find a pack that feels the same you do only the
intervention of the Golds can stop your
rampage.


What colour Dragon are you?
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mm. that's a long description. and the pictures are nice.
i like dragons. have a very nice yin yang dragon thing as a desktop. ^^

aaaaaaaaah. have just found out they offer IT as an o level subject. i wonder why we never knew of this :|

damn the system.

You are Agent Smith, from "The Matrix."
No one would ever want to run into you in a
dark alley. Cold as steel, tough as a rock,
things are your way or the highway.


What Matrix Persona Are You?
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woo!

"you humans are a plague...and we, are the cure."

ok. this is very belated. but heck.

THE MATRIX RULES!!!

i just watched it for the first time.

*ducks the screams of "YOU HAVENT WATCHED IT??!"*

bite me. ;P

mom declares that she is skinnier than me. as in, she doesnt have as much overall flab.

she may have a point :|

but heck. =P i'll argue it with her when she wakes up =P

Noon - You are pleasant, friendly, and an overall
nice person. You enjoy the energy and activity
of the daytime, and tend to be very productive.


When are you?
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nice tree. just that i'm not productive. mebbe coz i HAVENT HAD ENOUGH SLEEP because of the EXAMS which i have been SLACKING OFF ON because i CANT BE BOTHERED TO STUDY. maybe. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarg. as usual. now that that arg is done with, lets see...

there is nothing of interest :| heck. sleepies.

ME WANT SLEEPIES.

me shall go sleepies.

i feel like a playdoh hair troll like lyn says. :|

now. sarah might not want to see this, but considering her fascination with happy tree friends, i dont really know. those others who are not so...sadistically inclined as to want to subject yourself to torture by watching htf, yet refuse to obey the spca's drivel all the time, can go to shoot clay kittens. make them count, baby.

its a hot day in the middle of the dog days, the kind where the sun etches out the shadows so sharply that the eye recoils from the detail, and looks to find something more plain...the one where the bright light makes the brick-like buildings with the banisters and blocky columns look like the pictures of bright brazilian houses with paints that deserve a "don't touch sign" and the day when you DON'T tie your white shoes in the sun unless you have sunglasses...

hmmmm. todays papers were easier than other days papers. and humanities are OVER. woo. now to mug for sciences. yay.

NARF.

hmm. lessons in grammar and english stuff.
now anything can be verbed. like google - you google something. aka search for something.

and all words have become derogatory, in one way or another. like slang. you've got poofy and gay too. weird.

geeeeeeeeeble.

i'm losing it. stupid chinese. stupid lit. never study both at the same time.

gbwa.

mood. blur-huh?
music. piano music stuff. yay.

its 2215 and i'm sick of lit and chinese already.

woo. big surprise there.

and already i feel like punching each and every one of the main characters' face in so that they will have to reach down their throat to pick their nose.

another big surprise.

i am full of it today.

mood. gaah.
music. chopin - nocturne in e minor

studying chinese is really pointless. as jinin puts it, 5 words and 3 sentence thingies. and thats out of, what, 2069837450 little terms to memorise. not including sentences or proverbial-sayings-that-are-of-no-use. wahaa.

studying lit is the fast track to an aneurysm. god i HATE the frigging dysfunctional characters in the book. they should be differentiated. FAILURE ALL THE WAY!

as you can see, i had amath today. the last question, as usual, decided to divulge the answer 2 seconds before timeup. oo. like, that's a LOT of time, man.
esther did both parts of the either/or question and handed up one.
she's insane. but a good insane.

but insane insane is fun.

mood. glazed.
music. the computer.

little update that you didnt need to know"

- little brother is dancing around because the beetle is ticklish and it is on his arm
- i'm screwed for amath. do not have the patience to sit down and do it
- michael schumacher's car just caught fire. well, the nozzle did.
- murphy's law "rules". another case JUST popped up.
- lyn is now indoctrinated into the world of Happy Tree Friends. amazingly.
- i am still feeling shitty despite sleeping for 3 hours on the sofa. hmm. mebbe that's why.

ARG.

...when i see you...
i'm still staring down the sun.

i'm blinded.....

I am a giant mutant kitten. Not strange at all.


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little kitty blob thing cute! ahahahah!
ÜÜÜ happy fuzzy dinosaurs!

2. frigging. hours. with. javascript. and cutting and pasting quotes. does. wonders. for. my. disposition. but thank you jeremy for the code :)

thank god it works now. after it screws up the whole damn blog. i love backups.

oo. carcinogenic soggy old fries :|

oh. apparently you can now drink soup in the matrix.

but you have to watch reloaded first.

the correct term to describe the feeling is: ARG.

ss. hooray. i studied what didnt come out. un. UN. like, wow. no countries in conflict either. so i did health and education. education, i scrapped. ironically, seeing as i am doing it. health. well it isnt healthy. its just...bad.

and i have this bad feeling that i am going to fail my english.

on the bright side, maths "tuition" was fun. lyn sent funny messages to stasia with ram's phone, with the result that stasia called up worried that ram was sick or something. i mean, nice toes? gloriously spiky ears? nevermind.

oh, and the phrase of the day is "yay! i wool! sheep! baa."
uh, dont ask.

why cant you drink soup in the matrix?

Wheee...

please dont mind me this morning think i am going insane
a dozen little topics keep on running through my brain
unrelated words decide to lodge inside the cracks
holding puny crowbars so they trip up all the facts
blue black brainy bruises x still marks the spot they fell
screaming at the mental blocks no wonder i'm unwell
its creaking at the edges i wonder how my brain will hold
but i dont know the answer to that question truth be told
the musty dusty cobwebs still reside inside my head
god save this desperate hypocrite i wish that i was dead.

elevator landing bells never sounded so ominous.

Which X2 Character Are You?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH.

mood. freaked, mad, insane, off white, blue and brown, angry, pissed, upset, needing.
music. my screams and the dragging of the skin off my face.

yug. sam's right. the seeming brilliance of your work is inversely proportionate to the amount of time elapsed after you wrote it.

then again, i was labouring to finish that already.

i think my muse has left me.

arg. have lost all of last year's ss notes. and my sec 3 ss textbook. and have, oh, about 20 hours to ss not including sleep time.

somebody shoot me. please.

and its a quiet day
oh the normality of it all

your usual brew of misunderstandings,
fights, scratches, brawls,
backstabbing with your bent knife,
poison dribbling through your brain,
in one ear and out the other
round and round again...
running madness, malicious lies
countless, endless, numerous tries
the rolling of the billion dies

and all at once again....

the disappointments that plague you
the prayer that will save you
[your eyes straying for inspiration,
not upwards, but sideways]
the papers strewn across the floor
and littered with blood, viruses, germs,
pathogerms, antigens, plasma, cells,
and all the dead neurones that you spent
memorising this for the
short term
then its over
one week of holi-
homework
and its back to school again
hope you've had a good rest class...

yep its a quiet day
end it quietly

dont let anyone see you go.

have freaked brothers out with tales of rnj admirers :P
their reaction is...amusing

retained last year's top it team title. didnt get the indiv though :( oh well. we're not too sure how fair it was, so heck.

3 days to midyears...gotta get that into my head......


and a blatant whisper
like some death defying dream...

~ICE~ You are distant and secluded, not feeling
comfortable in large packs, and may even be a
loner. But you will join forces when absolutely
necessary.


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yay wolf :)

am..disturbed by expressionists. as in the composers. really. their music just seems to turn you inside out and give you goose pimples and make you feel like...just freaked out. the atonality of it all is nice, in a way, if you consider atonality nice, but its the Sprechstimme that really scares me. it sounds like singing, tone/speech painting and speaking and is just...disturbing, expecially when applied to disturbing content. and it doesnt help that there is a lot of disturbing content used by the expressionists. no wonder the second viennese school isnt really appreciated.

i cant wait for the jazz and blues section during the june hols...^^

this is a really shallow blog, is it not? heh.

twelve-tone-system
binary01digited

Shema Yisroel...

am. royally. screwed. for. my. midyears.

goodnight.

have just found my bio ws that was due...2 months ago. this is a remarkable achievement because usually i cannot find things that i have lost. this is a step forward for me! yay!

i HATE work. baaaaaaaaaaaa.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

now i dont know WHICH way to turn to. BOTH of them...

gggggnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh.

mood. tired/frustrated
music. led zepplin - stairway to heaven

Switzerland -
A neutral power for as long as most can remember,
it has avoided war for several centuries.
However, it is still considered highly advanced
and a global power.


Positives:

Judicial.

Neutrality.

World-Renouned.

Powerful without Force.

Makes Excellent Watches, Etc.


Negatives:

Target of Ridicule.

Constant Struggle to Avoid Conflict.

Target of Criminal Bank Accounts.



Which Country of the World are You?
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i SUPPOSE that's good....

am tired.

and all is not what it seems to be, aha.

Mean lil fellow, arn't you?


What Monty Python Character are you?
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ROFL!!!!!!
ph34r my sharp pointy teeth! they are -this- long!!

somehow reminds me of Sluggy Freelance, a nice comic. bun bun! i want the plush toy! :P

Harvard
You're the best -- you know it, as does everyone
else (except for US News and World Report every
few years). You might not be hip, you might not
be pretty, but you're smart as a whip and you
never need to do another impressive thing in
your life.


Which Ivy League University is right for YOU?
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like. whatever.

i. am. stuffed. full up. bloated. my stomach is up to my ears.

now i know what a turkey feels like.

mothers day dinner at dan ryans. phoawr.

oral prelims not too bad. chinese was one i prepared, but the second i heard it, i promptly forgot everything out of sheer terror. or mebbe not so strong. just a wonderful mental block.

oral exams tomorrow. or rather today.

die...

running water, running down over me,
seeping out through the cracks in my glaze,
dripping out down, soaking the floor drenched with sweat,
while i pant heavily, trying to heave my pain out,
but it's still there, bile and bitterness on the broken tiles.

i think that if you asked me to hold something, i would fall over myself,
just to please, and just to get away.

running, running away from what i know, from the familiar into the unknown,
sliding down that pit you told me to stay away from,
skidding round corners -
anything to get away
from the nightmare that is you.

you stuffed me in a box, stifled and stunted,
you taunted me, laughing and toying with my shackles,
you kept me in the dark, wondering when you would come again,
it was you, all the time it was you.

the cold water keeps running over my face,
if i look up, i hit my head on the tap,
grin guiltily, and look down to avoid my own eyes.

gasp a few more times. hopefully, time will fade,
ill stop trying to break the mirror
and manipulating the glass shards to fight each other,
and everything will be all right again.


clawing...

because i feel like it.

lostlastneverhadit!

*sigh*

music. amelie frenchy theme thing on accordion
mood. stretched/laconic-ish

hate. spam.

midyears soon.

ARGH.

and now its rachmaninoff.

double argh. :P

and. go visit brokensaints

or regret it.

go now.

but make sure you have a lot of time to spare.

oo. just found out that hitler wanted the oil wells in baku, in this place called azerbaijan. near the caspian sea. in the old ussr.

*blink*

i think that's possibly the first time i've heard of that place.

incidentally. this is for the sadist in you. please make sure that no parents or impressionable kids are around.

freaky.

blah. ache. stupid napfa. cant do pull ups now.
but am joining dad in nightly situps and pullups :P fun :P

owowowowowowow.

i think i shall die this year. poofkasa.

DON'T you start. don't even THINK about it.

some people, i shant name names, but -some- people just love to read too much into things :|

grblebleah.

yargyargyarg.
he's decent and nice and soft spoken and cute and funny. oh dear.
and a yarg.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test


hmm.
die evil spawn.
uh. right.

i just hope i dont end up like...

debussy :P
abigail sim is amazing.
and phillipe cassarde is...quirky. we both agree that he reminds us of pepe le phew :P

i LOVE the ballade...
i want him to play it again! :)

yet again, temporary insanity prevails.

a friend, just a friend...

and the spanish gp is off, and kimi just hit the jag :|


xmen2 is quite cool :) dies irae in the first bit. nice :)

Angel (Warren Worthington III):
Powers: Natural feathered wings, lightweight bone
structure.


What X-Men character are you?
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yes i'm bored.
yes i should be studying.
yes i'm screwed over for the exams.

yes i'm in trouble.

kismet.

mine is so screwed, twisted and hurt that i dont know where to turn to. mm go me.

lament.

hongzy's party!! yay neon pink heart hongzy pillow!!!

ok. sober now.
points to note of the party:
1. people with no change of clothes do not get dunked
2. my wc3 skillz suck now.
3. ff visuals are quite cool.
4. stay long enough and you get to play mtg.
5. do not make stupid lists like this. i dont know why i'm doing it.

blah. fun :)


...not again not again not again....why cant i help myself?!!

CONGRATS TEAM ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

its amazing, really. we've gotten this far. team one rocks!

and i loved todays debate. it was cool. i could understand where everyone was going and everyone was on their best form. it was really nice teamwork.

cat high team one was also quite good. hey, they beat us :P no rancour there, at least not from me. we lost to a good team.

was mildly annoyed today, but no point dwelling on it now.

ok, not so mildly. but still.

aaaaaaaaaaaaargh. ss tmr. and i do not have my textbook. i am gonna dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

just felt like doing that. programming will resume as normal tomorrow.

i'm everyone's personal shrink.

a whirlpool and i dont know which way to turn. anticlockwise or clockwise? use the right hand grip rule to find out!

plagueplageuplageuplague

spot the mistakes

screwupagain!!

temporary affection/affinity

sms your way to the dawn.

brothers, in an attempt to torture me, are playing the spongbob squarepants theme on the other computer. on Maximum Volume. i dont care if its by weird al yankovich, its stopping NOW.

oh no. they're Singing Along. with Gusto. and they put it on a Loop.

Argh.

this calls for Desperate Measures.

excuse me while i dismantle their heads