So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I've sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again
- Bachelor Girl
GUARANTEED POTENCY
what the hell?? i am so sure she wasn't wearing her reading glasses when she bought me the medicine, this ain't fr anxiety manz!! it's for pregnancy! i'm gonna be super fertile after eating all this manz.. AHAHA.. right.
today started off real good, HEAVY RAIN, STORMING, WATER WATER WATER. just in case you all are thinking i'm being real sarcastic, I'M NOT. i really love the rain. i don't like sunny weather unless i'm playing badminton or tennis outdoors. i even had karate training on a semi-wet day. was real cool and nice.. unil the rain stopped.. i had never had so much mud stuck to my legs in my life. LOL. mud bath! aunty paula looked at me in disgust when i came home with my karate uniform gone from white to brown, but i'll bet you she had fun bleaching it. haha.
anyhoo, the guy from the shop (how precise can i get HAHA) ok, the PIANO guy from the PIANO shop came to tune the PIANO, oh manz, i'm so glad i left for NUS to study at the Guild House. according to my bro, sean, it was horrid, he had a complete headache after that, so did my sis. POOR THEM.
so, i was at NUS sloggin away, and yes, i was actually studying. kate came along, i had company. went for lunch at about noon, both of us were starving and cold. (the temperature in the study room is like -100 degrees celsius!) then, we went to play FOOSEBALL!! lol. that table soccer thing. fun fun fun. i kept losing...sigh... but i did score a goal.. not bad i say for someone who's never played it. always been the spectator. so we went on to play pool, OH MANZ, THAT STUPID WOMAN AT THE RECEPTION REFUSED TO GIVE US THE WHITE BALL!! I MEAN, HOW THE HECK DO YOU PLAY POOL WITHOUT THE WHITE BALL?!?!?!? insanity i tell you!! she just hates us. she's always picking on us! serious!! my goodness, she never leaves us alone! she must be thinking like: those 2 teenage girls are nothing but TROUBLE with a capital T-R-O-U-B-L-E!!! you'd think we're at the top of her hitlist or something.
shuo was supposed to come along at about 1.05 pm to get the white ball for us.. but he like drowned in the toilet -.- by 3, he still wasn't there. LOL. apparently he had work to do on the comp at the hostel so kate and i resumed to using the brown striped ball as the temporary white ball (kate didn't like the brown ball see, makes so much sense ya?) the compartment where they kept the balls wasn't locked, so the door to the compartment kept falling out and giving us a heart attack, then the uncle came along to lock it up and he was telling us to take out the balls so we can have a free game before he locked it. he looked so shocked when we declined his offer! LOL. then he started calling the reception people mad for not letting us use the white ball and saying they were stupid and stuff, WOAH, SUCH A COOL UNCLE LA!! seriously, he was real nice. kate and i were laughing our asses off.
so kate an i went to the poolside to do her lit stuff cos she needed to READ OUT THE POEMS, when she said the poems were CORNY AND CHEESY, i didn't realise it was so bad. some really... obscene ones too.. like breastfeeding and heaven knows what other R21 content. i was wearing a tee which had the union jack printed on it, so she made me run around the table everytime she said the word "england" in the poem.. SHE KINDA LEFT OUT THE PART WHERE "ENGLAND" APPEARED IN THE DAMN POEM LIKE A GAZZILION TIMES.. ya ma'aan kate. so you can see this retarded person running around a table. lol. nah, i gave up after the second time.
i told HAMMIE to sms someone to say to that someone i'm sorry, I HOPE YOU REMEMBERED PIPEBOI, OR YOU GONNA BE STUCK UP A PIPE. REAL BAD.
getting my karate certificate this coming sunday for passing my 2nd Dan (2nd black belt) exam. so cool ma'an. hehehe.. happy me.. oh crud, it's my sister's birthday tomorrow, i'm happy she's 6 years old, i'm just not happy about the 30 odd kids running around tomorrow. miagraine.. i see it coming already...
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
hey fart!! you're finally old enough to watch NC16 movies!! what took you so long manz?? lol. anyway, ys, cheesecake and loads of shopping after the 18th. WWHHEEE.. gonna be so fun. we can make justin dress up in the weirdest outfits and take photos of him. that should be really entertaining. haha.
anyhoo, trying to study here, but not much success.. my neighbour is so gonna die if he and his friends don't stop their ruckus and noise pollution. OH MY LIFE. they've started jamming with the song "drops of jupiter" by train.. for the 11th time in the last hour. before that was collide by howie day and canonball by i can't remember who. but whatever it is.. AAAAA.. THE GUY CAN'T SING. even aunty paula thought so. she asked me: you think we should call the ambulance?
me: whatever for?
aunty paula: i think the guy singing is in pain.
WAHAHAHHA.. GOOD ONE AUNTY PAULA!! I COULDN'T AGREE MORE!!
wohook, i gtg study..
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
all right.. let's see. nothing interesting has happened so far. just the typical studying. so for the last few days i've been studying at the NUS Guild House. very condusive environment. seriously, if your parent's a member, GO THERE TO STUDY. so anyhow
yesterday (friday), i went there in the morning again at around 9 am. did amath (relative velocity..ew) and an ACS (I) chem prelim paper, followed by a whole load of SS. hamzah aka hammie aka pipeboi came down to NUS to meet me for lunch, so nice of him. gave me a good laugh too. he got lost.. FOR AN HOUR. i'm so sorry hammie, i couldn't help myself, just had to laugh. poor guy.. wondering around NUS with totally not helpful security officers and bus uncles who shout at him in mandarin. LOL. officially our favourite phrase: NI JIANG SHE ME?? HUH??
wheee.. so anyway, after that headed back to the study room to continue ss. so boring. then shuo came along and he was studying for his test, which was this morning. some engineering module. OH MY LIFE, there was this oober annoying woman with her 2 daughters who felt that the blinds didn't block out enough light so she was messing around with her newspaper, you can imagine: CRUSH CRUSHM SMASH CRUSH FLATTEN CRUSH SMASH CRUSH, trying to slip the papers behind the blinds to block out more light. she placed too many pieces so it was too heavy and then...CRASH.. the newspapers fell. SO IT WAS A REPEAT OF HER TRYING TO GET EM BACK UP. oh manz...the best part was her younger daughter kept running up and down doing heaven knows what and speaking at the top her voice! then they finally got up and left.. OR SO WE THOUGHT! they just went to figure out how to turn the air con off! it was so stuffy because there were so many of us in the study room and without the air con on, there was no proper ventilation. the air con came back on after a while, i think shuo went to turn it on. so we both got really irritated and i believe everyone else in the room was too. shuo scribbled on a piece of scrap paper: i thought they were leaving already! and i was like: yeh, so did i, looks like they're not.
in the end, it was getting so unbearable that shuo asked if i wanted to go to the tables near the tennis courts, i was like hell yeh, anything to be away from them. and we weren't the only ones. this other girl came out shortly after as well. so, after a while, shuo called me in to play pool with him, and i told him i can't play it even if my life depended on it. so he was all: i'm the only one here who'll laugh at you. SIGH. so yes, a very torturous game of pool. obviously with him winning me hands down. an INEVITABLE ENDING. DOH. well, for someone who hasn't played it in 3 years (FIRST AND LAST time being at the sailing centre where i got laughed at so bad), i managed to get a few in. so much for that.
anyway, off to bed now. fart's birthday tomorrow, shall make a BIG SHOUT OUT FOR HIM. yep. night all. off to slumber land.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
so much has happened over the years. friendships made and broken, which reminds me of primary school and the ever popular phrase "DON'T FRIEND YOU!!!" and 5 seconds later, you're friends again. haha. sadly, such quick patching up doesn't happen anymore once you turn 13, if there is any patching up to begin with.
now we're 16, people going overseas, going to different schools, etc. you never really know if you're going to see them again. of course, you can always meet up from time to time, but it'll be different. haha, i'm just speaking in general. as for myself, although there are some friends in school like kate, pot and others that i am going to miss a lot, most of my close friends are not actually in my school, like charles, genrong, hamzah, roy, etc. well, kinda DUH, they're guys, if they were in my school, i'd be worried. lol. oh well, all the best everyone for the Os, and in whatever you do, GOD BLESS.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
so much has happened over the years. friendships made and broken, which reminds me of primary school and the ever popular phrase "DON'T FRIEND YOU!!!" and 5 seconds later, you're friends again. haha. sadly, such quick patching up doesn't happen anymore once you turn 13, if there is any patching up to begin with.
now we're 16, people going overseas, going to different schools, etc. you never really know if you're going to see them again. of course, you can always meet up from time to time, but it'll be different. haha, i'm just speaking in general. as for myself, although there are some friends in school like kate, pot and others that i am going to miss a lot, most of my close friends are not actually in my school, like charles, genrong, hamzah, roy, etc. well, kinda DUH, they're guys, if they were in my school, i'd be worried. lol. oh well, all the best everyone.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
anyhow, i'm having this big problem. i can't seem to remember things. as in... take today for example, one of my classmates asked me a question about.. something which i can't recall anymore.. and i replied with a : OH YEH, I HAVE IT IN MY NOTES, hold on. i then proceeded to flip through my notes.. and after 5 seconds, i forgot what i was flipping for.. i was too embarrassed to tell her i forgot, but in any case, she got the answer from someone else. like last night, talking to declan (my cousin) on msn, i closed the convo box and then when he replied right after, i forgot what we'd been talking about. bother. it's been happening quite often recently, just now too, i wanted to go get hot water from the kitchen, but when i got to the kitchen, i forgot what i was there for. an hour later, then i remembered (only because my throat was feeling sore) .. oh my life.
anyways, i have to get on studying, even if it kills me. sigh.. ok.. 3 more weeks and exams are OVER.
oh there's this CHILD AID concert. really wanna audition and perform (if i get past auditions) BUT, the performance nights are dec 7 and 8. i may be in hainan visiting relatives at that time. OH DARN IT. anyway, GENRONG!! see if you and the band wanna take part. it's in LIFE! newspaper today just for your info for anybody who might wanna take part, like HAMMIE (get your band to take part), or.. i dunno. it's for the pocket money fund and stuff like that, so it's FOR A GOOD CAUSE. i might as well advertise it now, i'll probably forget it soon enough. LOL. my memory!! OH NO!!! ah blast it. i can't even remember what i had for lunch.. -.- OKOK.. i'll update.... soon....enough... lol. AH. NO NO NO. my guitar and drumsticks!! time to go rescue my guitar before my sister rips it apart by strumming it with my drumstick!!! -.- why do i have so many YOUNG AND ANNOYING SIBLINGS. anybody want em? haha, whheeee. shall post some pics when i get a new mouse..
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY HAMZAH AKA HAMMIEEE (or if you like, PIPEBOI) !!!!!!!!
aight.. you happy person you. lol. tried to call you, to wish you happy birthday, but you turned off your phone. haha. oh well. so yes, making a big shout out now to make up for it.
woah, art coursework has to be up in 9 days time and i'm really stressed out, got screamed at by mrs chan right after school. which really.. sucked.. and i had to sit for 2 papers today. O Level papers from last year, paper 1 for emath and amath. mr yeo timed us and all, with exam like conditions. stressful day. came home and got a whacking from my parents due to art and what mrs chan said. then zoomed off for tuition, before spending the whole evening and night painting. my parents completely skipped the acjc parents tea which they made me hand in the form saying they would be attending it. waste my time. then, scold me for not reminding them about it. oh my life. i mean, i know i'm not going to go to acjc for the next 2 years, well, i don't really know that, but as for now, that's how it is. i know they don't want me to go there, but it's only right they attend it if they informed the school they were going to, and it's also about the new curriculum, not just about acjc. they gave me the lame excuse that they don't know the details. right, they lost the darn form which had the details, then i even gave them the number of the school office. you are ADULTS, is it so difficult to call up the school and ask? AND it's not like i reminded them 15 min before the event. I REMINDED THEM THIS MORNING. i even left them a note before i went off to school. okok, nevermind.
i have teachers in school who just don't know how to shut their trap. that inconsiderate teacher once again told all him/her students BAD STUFF ABOUT ME. which i really do not appreciate. he/she doesn't even teach me, what gives him/her the right to say such things? some people just stoop so low.
ADULTS.
oh well, i think i'm just gonna go sleep. need it badly.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
i scream: DAD, MY SHOW!!
dad: Discovery Channel, it's educational.
me: -.- it's on a new trainline for new york, how educational can it be for me?
dad: just watch.
me: HMPH, i'm gonna tell mum
dad: go ahead, she'll make you study bio instead.
i realised just then that he had a point. a VERY GOOD point. so i plonked myself back onto the sofa and sat there watching expert engineers configure a new system for the darn trainline. before long, HE CHANGES THE CHANNEL AGAIN! this time, to Channel News Asia...
me: DAD!!
my dad then switches it to CNN
me: DAD!!!!!
he then switches it to BBC
me: GIVE THE REMOTE TO ME!
dad: no.
me: WHY NOT??
dad: 'cause i'm your father and this is my tv.
me: your tv??
dad: well, i paid for it.
me: well, you wouldn't have it if mum had said no.
dad: don't even bother, she'll make you do bio.
once again, i plonk myself on the sofa and watch in utmost disgust as my dad hogs the remote and surfs all channels possible until he finally comes to a stop at SuperSports, and why was i not surprised that golf was on.
me: i don't get golf.
dad: (grunt)
me: what's that negative sign next to that number mean?
dad: it means that fella has used that number of strokes less than the required par.
me: OH. and what's this whole birdie thing? like the guy keeps saying "he's going for birdie".
dad: it means he's going for one less than the required par for that hole. like if the hole requires par 5, he's going for his 4th shot.
me: right. that makes sense..(NOT)..
dad: what's it called if he does less 2?
me: you gotta be crazy if you're asking ME.
dad: just guess.
me: er...TWO birdies?
dad: hah, no, an EAGLE..
me: I SAY...WHAT???
dad: yeh, what about less 3?
me: -.- a BIG EAGLE?
dad: an ALBATROSS...
me: (falls off sofa) YOU'RE KIDDING!
dad: nope.
me: what about the "in-betweens"? you know, like BIRDIE, hummingbird, swallow, hawk, falcon, EAGLE, bald eagle, vulture...er..ALBATROSS..
dad: you're too smart by half. shut up and watch.
me: but but.. i'm not finished...
dad: shut up, watch, or bio (EVIL LAUGH).
me: OKOKOK..
so anyway, finished watching golf and then went off to bed before my pink little tablets made me pass out on the living room sofa. sigh, these are just some examples of the weird conversations i have with my dad. i have come to a conclusion that i'll never be able to understand my dad, simply because not only is he MALE, he's my DAD. wwhhheee..
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
on saturday morning, my father then dragged my rather pathetic little self down to the doctor's nearby, which now i sort of regret agreeing to do so. the visit to the doctor's has helped in ways that are not yet clear to me, but has left me with painful memories and trauma especially regarding that of my left arm and the 2.5 inch long needle that glistened eerily in the examination room. not to mention the medicine which i was given. when it said: MAY CAUSE DROWSINESS on the sticker attached to the packet, i didn't seriously think that little pink tablets that were 0.4 cm in diameter could cause drowsiness, and i was right. they didn't cause me to become drowsy, they caused me pass out in 1 min 25 seconds flat(though i can't be too sure about the time, i'd passed out see). anyway, i'm still slowly recuperating, gaining back whatever energy i can. i tried walking up the two flights of stairs at church this morning... i'm never doing it again. even my 5 year old sister pranced up the stairs faster than myself. in fact she was so happy prancing up the stairs, that she left me clinging on to the railing gasping for oxygen at the 10th step.
all in all, i've lost 3 kilograms in a day (now you know how effective being bulimic is, though i really wouldn't suggest it). once i've fully recovered, you can expect to find me at 7-11 stocking up on ice cream and slurpees and all things sweet and absolutely unhealthy BUT WILL NOT CAUSE FOOD POISONING.. porridge and soup for 3 days in a row really isn't my cup of tea.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.