Tuesday, August 28, 2007

3,2,1, CLANGGGG

HA! I love that word. CLANGGG!! New fetish for the week. Saw this on Jessica's blog, and couldn't RESIST doing it.

5 Weird things about Florence (HAHAHAH! People like Christianne would be more than delighted to provide more. She and I don't exactly see eye to eye on what's normal. More like eye to toenail. Of course she's the one looking at MY toenail.)

Right. I'll have to start again, after giving Princess her 2nd mention in my blog in a week. Does this make you the focal point of my life?! NO! *gags* (:

And...starting for the THIRD lousy time, 5 Weird things about Florence:
Weird Fact #1: I....actually have this phobia of butterflies. Of course, everybody knows this and it's not really weird anymore...but...I once ran a whole 2 blocks just because the butterfly darted out at me from nowhere. Ask Kris if you don't believe me. )':

Weird Fact #2: I take notice of the smallest changes in people, but is oblivious to more important everyday facts, like the location of the toilet bowl in my house. I managed to walk into it once. -.-" Helluva bruise it gave me. But! If you'd just cut your hair, changed your specs, or even flick your eyes while talking to me, I'd know. (:

Weird Fact #3: I was actually very quiet once. HA! Jessica won't believe this at all. Right jessica! I barely talked for the first...14 years of my life. (: THEN the TIM MAN had to make me section leader and the flood banks had no choice but to BURST. With a loud CLANGGG!!! (:

Weird Fact #4: I can't sleep with the air-con on, unless it's in some resort or hotel. Even then...bleagh. Uncomfortable. Fresh air for me!!!

Weird Fact #5: I hate most processed foods. Seriously. I hate those meatballs (except for the ikea ones) that you can get in the supermarket...don't like the sotong balls, the pink and orange ones, some types of fishballs, the fish dumpling things, fishcake, crabsticks, fish fillets, fish nuggets, etc. etc. Noriko would say I'm tiao shi, but there you go.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

-.-" dear Princess.

Dear Princess,
Despite your excited suspicion that WY is the focal point of my life, he's NOT. *grins wickedly* Hahahahahaha....disappointing right. You want to be the focal point of my life say la!!! LOL! On second thoughts...

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! YUCKS!!!! PUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *dances and jiggles about shuddering in horror*

HAHAHAHA. Aiya...ok la I blog about you to keep you happy okay!! Today, Princess woke up in the morning, brushed her teeth, washed her face, fed her rabitic dog, studied (I think), COMB HER HAIR COUNTLESS TIMES (HAHA!), ate breakfast, lunch, dinner, watched tv, complained, bathed, slept somemore, looked in the mirror x100 (hahaha)....SEE!! Very interesting meh...hahahah..you want to be mentioned must do something more interesting or irritating or provoking or what la. Or else, how to mention?! SIAO.

Anyway, it's one up on me with the neighbour!!! Hahahahaha...okay la. Cheap thrill. I deprived him of displaying his natural gentlemanly-ness (LOL) by holding the lift for him and his mom. I mean, aiya...ladies first is all very well...but there's also such thing as elders first...and he was sort of in the way of his mom...so...with this really shocked expression he floated out of the lift. HAHAHAHA...usually I go out first what! Comply with the ladies first rule. (: Ok you guys probably don't know what I'm talking about, but nevermind. I know can already.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, August 24, 2007

oh, I'm SURE.

*sigh* and I find myself having to blog about our dear Mr Chai yet AGAIN. *insert dissonant chord here* This would be the *flips to other window and scrolls vigorously* THIRD lousy time I'm blogging about him!!!! *insert terrified high pitched scream here* Hahahahahaha...I usually am able to abstain from blogging about him for 2 weeks or more.

Now, what does this mean?? *sniffs*

This means, that our dear MR CHAI, has expressed his displeasure of being shown in the last 2 posts in a (in his own words,) 'BAD LIGHT'. I ask you!! Tsk tsk. Some people are just so FUSSY. Most people are content to just be MENTIONED in my posts, and he asks for more?!?! *loud and majestic voice thunders indignantly* (Ok ok...maybe they're not content. I don't know.)

Anyhow...it's lucky for him the Great Paladin feels agreeable today despite repeated antagonisation from Mr Chai. The show must go on! I shall put Mr Chai, as requested in his 'best light'. *adjusts the stage lights up a notch*

Backstage, everyone is in a flurry...helping the star of the show aka WY, to appear in a better light. The band strikes up, and I (the director-cum-producer) propels WY through the curtains onto the stage. WY clears his throat, maybe even gives a little wave, and starts telling everybody about himself in that muffled voice of his which the director can't seem to improve. (:


WY is actually quite a well-mannered boy, when he is not engaging in macho displays of witty reparte. He has the potential to score better marks, but chooses instead to give others a chance by whiling his time away in front of the computer. This particular individual of the male species is actually helpful and kind under all that mop of curly hair, when he wants to. He's generous and although occassionally irritating, is friendly and engaging in his speech.

I'll have to end there...I can't think of anymore positive things to say. Hahahahha...aiya. WY is quite a good friend la okay?! Happy?? *disgruntled director turns up the stage lights all the way, enveloping WY in a blinding aura* That good enough light for you???!!! LOL!

;and the DODO has the final say.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

when the sky falls down and squashes you like a BUG

What do you do when people around you constantly say things that make your mental faculties churn furiously??

Do you:
#1: Let it churn and hope for the best...
#2: Stop it churning straightaway and ask the person to shut up...
#3: Just shut down completely.

By the way, that has nothing to do with what I have to say today. Or rather, it DOES, but on such an abstract level, nobody would catch the link anyway. Zzz.

For the record, I am nearly always sane OKAY!!!!! *glowers and mutters darkly* People like WY are ALWAYS using my past posts against me. *aims a lethal punch which he conveniently ducks* I don't know why I know this kind of people.

Anyway. The Bio lunchies were discussing "Blogging is nothing more than idle chatter and self-indulgence." and, sadly, I have concluded that yes. It is a fairly fair comment. (: (Pun intended, if any noob didn't catch it.) I mean, there's not much POINT to blogging unless you want to advertise how irritating your friends can be *hints* (HA!) or how many presents you had for your birthday *hints further* (actually, my birthday hasn't even come yet.) or what stupid unglam antics you take part in in school everyday. SO...I have resigned to the sad fact that I'm engaging in extremely stupid pasttime. (: Which, is basically what I already do in school anyway. Have stupid conversations left right and centre.

For example...

WY *plonks his bulk heavily onto my side of the bench*
Me: Eh can you stop it! Why you so fat, everytime you sit down I bounce.
WY: Are you trying to say that you're LIGHT?!
Me: Ya.
WY: HAHA! Stop kidding yourself. I KNOW you very bo liao one, when I sit down, you JUMP.

OML. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Can you imagine me jumping just to create the opportunity to say that he's FAT?! *snorts* Please.

Another example...

Me: -.-" Cute ah, Kenneth.
Kenneth: I try my best to be so...
Me: Gosh. Do I know you?! *gags*
Kenneth: Don't pretend...Everybody wants to know me, and you're one of the lucky ones.
Me: -.-" WOW I'm honored. Kenneth, you're incorrigible.
Kenneth: Of course my dear, of course.

OML AGAIN. How can anybody be so....HAHAHAHAHAHAH...

;and the DODO has the final say.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

oh! the HORROR!!!

Want to watch a scary show?? Come to Singapore, during August...you'll see lots of students cramming frantically using all sorts of unorthodox studying methods to get them that bliddy A. Stress levels are high, hysterics is not uncommon. My friend cried today cos she forgot to wake up at 2am to study this morning. OMG. And here I am, slacking and blogging like some layabout. Come September and October, I dread to imagine what will happen to the world (more specifically, my small little world in Singapore). *shudders*

I went to check out the websites for Oxford, Cambridge, and St. Andrew's Universities, UK yesterday, just for kicks. If I could go there, I'd be esctatic, but hey, even if I've got the potential, I haven't got the bliddy finances to go. 20,000 pounds a year for 4 years...that translates to about 200,000 Sing dollars. OML. BUT! They have like amazing facilities and all of that...I think the one I'd most have a chance to enter is St. Andrews'. Oxford? Cambridge? HA! Gone with the wind man, gone with the wind. I'd probably land up in some Singapore uni anyway...not that I don't like Singapore, but they don't have the course I want to study. Sian...

Ah well. It's no use having all talk and nothing to show for it. I must start working my pants off!!! Not to the extent of waking up at 2am every morning to study la. I simply must have my beauty sleep. (: *mutters*

That reminds me. I CANNOT sleep late anymore. NO. I slept late yesterday studying for the Chem MCQ test and woke up this morning feeling all woozy. As a result, I didn't see the neighbour at the lift lobby waiting for the lift...and took my own sweet time to lock the door and gates (it takes a bliddy long time I can tell you). THEN I heard the lift door opening...and SUDDENLY. "Ahem" I turned around and AHHHHHH!!! the neighbour was waiting for me. MAN. I locked up as fast as I could (which was quite slow) and rushed to the lift, to see the neighbour with a finger connected to the 'open' button. He waited quite long leh...so PAI SEH!!! OML. OML!!!!!! Why he couldn't call me in the first place was beyond me. Cannot say good morning meh?! Hahahha then I would have made an effort to lock up faster and he wouldn't have to wait so long. MAN MAN MAN!!!! *bangs keyboard in agitation* I was so pai seh I stomped all the way to school. =x

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, August 17, 2007

grumpy grumpy GRUUUUMMMP.

It's happening. AGAIN. And I've never figured out the way the game is played. This sucks BIG time.

Right. Enough grouching. Anyhow...WAN HSIN!! Hahahahaha...I read your science and religion essay!!! Now I know how to do liao...Muahahahahah... :p (I can hear Wan Hsin muttering under her breath "SIAO.") EH your Engrish also very powderful leh!! Hahahahah...in fact, I think you score more for language right?? LOL. My essays normally score only for content. But now, I am INSPIRED! REJUVANATED! ALL PREPARED!! Hahahahahahaha...wha see your essay so inspiring leh... (:

I wanted to blog about something entirely different. As usual, I never ever remember what I wanted to say. Just like in my tests. Write write write, think of next point while writing the current point...when reach the next point, it totally VANISHES into the most obscure corner of my cerebral cortex.

Ambling good naturedly along...I just about went through the most kuku malu incident in my whole entire life, after the incident at Cheryl's house, the Korea incident, the incident with Kok Yi in Korea, the walking into the bowl incident, the cut myself on the laundry basket incident, the saying the totally wrong word incident, and more. (: HEH.

So. It so happened that this morning I wasn't completely myself. I was blur, confounded, sleepwalking, drifting. Talking to Noriko and Yi Ling...I followed them halfway up the staircase before Daniel suddenly turned around and asked, "eh Flower? Why you never follow Desmond??" Me, as mentioned above, was totally oblivious to what's happening, thinking processes on a fine holiday to the Artic, brain dead. I went, in this really 'i-don't-know-what-you're-talking-about-this-is-such-a-random-question' kinda voice, "Huh?? Why? Why I must follow Desmond??" and even ascended a few more steps. Daniel (understandably, the poor thing) looked SUPER CONFUSED. "Huh?? You not in his GP class meh?? You now not GP meh??" OH MY LARD and the coin finally DROPPED with a sad kind of CLANG. I sheepishly let out an "oh ya hor." and quickly scuttled back down the stairs (leaving that Noriko hooting with laughter, commenting what a horrible woman I was) back down through the throng that was, going in the opposite direction. OML. OML!!! kuku kuku kuku.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

domestic matters and splatters

(: I, have plastered a BEEG cheesy smile on my face. And I can't get it off. Want to know why?? HEH HEH HEH. *smiles wider* Our dear Mr CHAI has finally got his first proper lesson in the finer art of domestic chores. (: *any wider and my smile would grow off my face* Desmond, WY and I had lunch at my house...and guess who did the washing up?? WOW!!!! CHAI WEN YANG!!!! *delicately wipes a proud tear* I will remember this very day forever. ((: Hahahahahahhahahahah!!!

Desmond and I supervised the whole episode (sadly, no pictures were taken for prosperity) thus ensuring that nothing broke or got cut (we weren't as concerned for the welfare of WY himself. On my part, I deem him more dangerous than sharp knives and porcelin plates. His tongue is already sharp enough to cut himself.). The soap sponge very nearly suffered, but hey! Shouts from 2 responsible people who help around the house was sufficient to make sure it survived its encounter with Mr Chai. Man...some of you may be thinking, 'wash wash la! Who dunno how to wash?!' BUT you must take into consideration the fact that our dear Mr Chai has in his employment a MAID (with powerful bleaching skills some more!) and rarely (if NEVER) lifts a lazy finger to engage in such activities. (:

I AM SO PROUD TO HAVE WITNESSED THIS MOMENT. :D Let us take a moment to congratulate him and heartily shake his hand (complete with the above-mentioned lazy fingers), celebrating his coming of age in the domestic world.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

zwitterions and physics brains

JESSICAAAA!!!! YOOHOOOOO!!!!! HEH HEH. Thoroughly digusted yet?? I totally started shivering when I re-read that statement. HAHAHAHAH. Anyway, said zwitterion is an amino acid with both positive and negative charges on it. Like so: .......Sorry lazy to draw lol.

The GenY section of the Sunday Times today was...YUCK. With a CAPTITAL Y. Size font 200 as an afterthought. People are spending $1000 a month on beautifying themselves...and to quote one particularly obnoxious twit of a girl, "I don't feel guilty spending my mother's money as long as I don't overspend." If spending $1000 bliddy dollars a MONTH is not overspending, I don't know what is. As my father wisely put it, "Why she spend so much for what. Must be something wrong with the face so must spend more money to correct." OH MY LARD~!! Hahahahahahhahaha....=x $1000 can buy one house leh!!! In Indonesia la. But still.

And the previous article about 'cutie' membership and all that...my WORD. Absolutely disgusting. One poor girl was slammed and kindly (in the loosest sense) asked to do something about her eyebrows (which were not plucked or shaped). My LARD. If I were her (the likelyhood is infinitesmal, can you imagine me joining a cutie club?!) I would fully utilise the wonders of PhotoShop and create 2 GREAT BEETLING BROWS for myself and re-post the picture. *waggles beeg beetling brows* (:

Drat. I really do get a kick out of contradicting stupid superficial things like that.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, August 10, 2007

trembles and wobbles like jelly

I think I'm going to explode. POOF! And Florence is gone. Prelims are coming...coming...coming...what the hell was I thinking?! I should have started mugging my backside off a month ago. RIGHT. (Hermione's trademark statement. Without the backside.)

I need MOTIVATION!!!! )': RAAHHHH!!!!! SO much to do, not enough TIME. I need to master Einstein's equation of the 4th dimension. Pulls out hair in large clumps. Looks like it's TIME to call out the neighbour to go study with me. *panic panic*

*Runs around like a headless chicken*

*bangs head vigorously*

*tosses and turns in bed for no apparent reason*

Oh and something random: I've been dreaming violent dreams of late. =/ Something is seriously WRONG.

*Glares blearily at the printer urging it to move at a bliddy quicker rate*

*sits like a toot feeling the heart pitter patter with no abandon*

*ECONS!!*

MOTIVATE ME.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

*grimaces*

I'm...filled with apprehension for the looming Prelims. Of course, TJ's Prelims do not start as early as Kris' (SIAO! OBSCENE DATE.) BUT! It's looming near enough for me to panic and start searching frantically for land (yet another no link statement). SO. I won't be blogging so often as of today...unless I really have some PRESSING business I feel that I really must burden everybody with.

SO...that's all folks! See you the next long time! (:

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, August 03, 2007

of dry eyes and pretty fries

Which totally makes up a STUPID title. Didn't know what else to name it. Feeling abit down in the mouth today = not so hyper, crazy and attention seeker #1. (: (Ok la. I'm NEVER attention seeker #1. But I do make ALOT of noise on a good day.) The week's been...fun-filled.

Started with the extremely entertaining basketball game we played yesterday...where I got jabbed in the collarbone-chest-bone area la...whatever it is, it was an extremely bony area for me. (See, NO flesh at all there ok. Not even a scrap. It was just skin and bones there.) Anyway, was jabbed by Clovis' extremely hard elbow. There's a bruise there now, but thank goodness it can't be seen by ANYONE. Heh. Damn pain okay.

Then there was the lovely STYLE I brought to the game of basketball. (Incidentally, that style would probably make long-gone basketball legends roll over in their grave.) I managed to do a pirouette, a few flying leaps, and a few more embarassing moves during the game. Sounds like a dance huh. I can't dance for nuts.

Which was why, when this extremely pretty dancer approached me for this audience participation segment during Contact Time, bending down to peer meaningly at me, I blinked incredulously at her at craned my neck the other way, pretending that she was looking at someone else down the row. =x HENG she had a sense of humour and laughed with me man...and HENG I didn't have to go onstage. The dance the dance troupe performed was rather interesting...dance inspired by MATH, can you imagine. o.O

Add all this drama to the bouts of suaning that Wen Yang and Daniel engaged in "Flower!!! Got use the Dove Shampoo or not!!" and my week turns out totally exciting. (: WOW.

;and the DODO has the final say.

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