Bubbles and Helium Balloons Photoshoot

haha so for my birthday I got a strawberry shortcake and a smiley face balloon. and at the end of teh smiley balloon, deb and chian had attached a bubble man to weigh the balloon down. so while teh balloon would be floating above me, i would be lying on my bed blowing bubbles. And it is quite a sight. bubbles floating in the air, while the balloons bob up and down. So.... whimsical.

So I tried taking pictures to share the moment with you all... harhar. Very tiring ok! my armed ached from trying to blow the bubbles fast and furious. then must quickly take the camera and snap a pic. The unbehaving balloons always kept moving out of the frame. So had to switch off the fan. Then SO hot. tried self-timer so I didnt have to stop blowing bubbles but that didnt help much. shall just put a fraction of the pics I took.














notice the dirty fan. Has not been cleaned in 2 years. It continues to rain black snow, as my roommate calls it

Sonic Edge Band Album Launch

ripped without permission from www.sonic-edge.org
So on 30th yong jia, me, franand regine went for the concert of the album launch of sonic edge band.

now let me tell you my history with the band. no lah not much but youknow, the first year i came to singapore, then the band came to our church, wah so cool you know. then there was sonic edge festival, then sometimes pastor glenn came to mg, then at church camp sonic edge came again, and pastor glenn came to ac, and sonic edge came to our church again. Yeah so I look at them and think, wow so cool, so emo (not moping kind of emo but skinny jeans retro shirts kind of emo) and what more, play music summore! Wah I want to be like that. buuut, you know, that ain't realistic for me yo and hello, no much talent? I feel talent in making music is extremely important, cos I tend to find local music sometimes erm well not to my taste/standard. its like there might be one or two songs that are good only, or soem parts of the song are good. so making good music is of utmost importance rather than just being in a band, playing music you have no respect for (but yes, locally composed music deserve just as much respect)

aanyways, so yeah if not for yong jia, I might have not gone. and I'm so glad regine could go! I was really praying hard while waiting for her answer. and she was sweet and complying (?) as usual, enthu about the music though i know its not what she usually listens to.

We sat in the front row, (cosof fran's enthuness), but I was more hesitant as I kind knew ppl would be jumping or moshing in front and I didnt think I would be doing anything of that so to be in front was.. you know. anyways, then when the person started calling us to go right up to the stage fran was enthu again and so we ended up more front. To cut the long story short, it took some time for us to warm up, but by the end of it, I was jumping a lot and just really getting into the music. It being a time of praisign God helped a lot, so I didn't care what people around me saw. I could move more or less freely on how I felt the music to be. It was good. but rather draining I must say. I'm not really energetic man. A little going out tires me. sigh.

yup. so I'm glad I went. Wanted to but the T-shirt, (the artwork is cool! and cool I mean good also, not just for because you know of their whoel image thing but I actually liek the artowrk.)but no money. sigh.

anyways, I didnt mean to write so long about it but here's a pic. you could see more at sonic-edge.org.

Birthday @ Hostel

A lot of things happened over my *birthday* weekend. =). Shall post them up one by one.
but lets start with berthday celebrations inmy hostel as my birthday kind of started and ended with it.

on 12. midnight of 26th may 2007, while the RA came to my room to check on elin, deb suddenly burst in singing Happy Birthday!! and she continued singing even though that RA *cough cough* stared on. yup. and Editha was playing the guitar!

haha.there was no cake, cos usually we do the buycakesurprisethepersonatmidnight. I was secretly hoping, ooh maybe they ordered a cake from awfully chocolate, hahahahaha,and they couldnt get it in time.

LOL! okay. but on my birthday i was out till quite late,and thus I foiled their plans. they said they took turns staying up man. aiyoh. anyways, so sunday morning, i woke up at 7.22, way earlier than I'msuppoes to, and chian was not in her bed. SO UNUSUAL! then I just laid there. The thought that maybe chian might be running around with the others trying to prepare for ahem *something*. Haha. so when I heard *click click* I kinda guessed it was a lighter. Then... "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!.."

Thanks Guys!!=D


obviously I just woke up hence the puffy face. and yes, that is a printer behindme onmy bed. it has been there for 3 days. Haha I didnt put it away as i stil needed to print stuff and taking it out is a *sandshore* cough cough as chian puts mountains of stuff on top of the box. So I slept with it for 3 nights and didnt kick it once. I have quite good sense of awareness(?) of stuff around me on my bed. but I tell you when my bed is cleared, I have it all to myself, WOOH! Shiok . Right now its not. Right now my room is a dump. I cant stand it. but the procrastinator in me can.

While I brushed my teeth, they cam-whored.


Editha! My serenader.




Eew! double chin/cheek.




notice chian's (the leftest) reaction. haha. the first one I forgot to set self timer.

teehee. okay deb wants to use my laptop now. I'll post about my bubbles and helium balloons photoshoot later.

Confessions of a Procrastinator

*Mummy do try to be understanding.

Today, I went to school late as I had not finished my world lit 2nd draft. I *would have done it the night before but I thought i didn't bring back my teacher's comments so I instead did my CAS file which i thought was due today. (3 cheers for pseudo datelines that make me do my work!)

Then in the morning I found it while clearing the stuff on my bed (which my roommates wonder how I can sleep in )(hmm. their all flat anyways, and I am conscious of it of bumpy stuff like my hair dryer and hairband that blacky gave me!)

So.. decided to go late. pretend to have diarrhoea (?) in the morning or something. Aimed to go to school by ten, so can get cas forms signed. when told by xinling that cas due tmr, decided ok before 11. But my stupid essay was a mess.Took me till 11.15.So decided Iwill have to pon SL1 too (sorry mr C!) so went to sch at 12.30. as usual I was late, but since most ppl are late for mr W's class it was ok. Found out there was no lesson anyways. Came to school a bit apprehensive, because of selfishness we had to go for tennis. but I was adamant about going for netball. So wanted to go reason with teacher, then some say jsut pretend you weren't in school, but then must get mc and I dont want to lie to the doctor *anymore. (and mummy I've only done it twice. and i really did have a headache the night before thus could not do my work.) (so you see mummy before you start getting upset you must feel priviliged that your TEENAGE daughter is willing to be open to you and let you read my blog. A rarity I gurantee in teenagers nowadays. )

So was going for the second sinful option, pottered around school, tried to get forms signed but to no avail and alas walking back to the new block I spied my class teacher but she saw me already and beckoned me sternly. She was urm.. *lecturing another boy, but being the nice teacher she is she was offering him good advice and giving him the benefit of the doubt. So I had time to think over what I was going to say. *Ok how should my sick looking face be? cramps or diarrhoea?No lah. this feels bad. Karma! karma! (ok I don't believe in that but rather to quote Hannah "a little lie will disappoint God) so I felt I should listen to my conscience which was rather strong and felt it was pushing from God so.. ) So told her the truth. haha. the convo went like this.

"So WHERE WERE YOU THIS MORNING??

erm... okay.. you want the....

YOU MEAN THE TRUTH OR SOMETHING ELSE?

err..yeah...

WHAT DO YOU THINK ? (okay she was laughing while trying to be stern. )

Okay madam, but.. you can punish me but please be understanding...
I actually was doing my world lit essay.

So what time did you come to school?

Just? erm 12.40.

Then what are you doing hanging around? Aren't you suppose to go for tennis?

Aaah, madam another thing. you see I really like netball. and intially I thought I could go for netball and rugby later. but I only knew that we had to go for tennis today... and must show some face to the coach. I mean we showed so much enthusiasm asking for the timings.... we need this coach madam.. without him our netball team cannot make it!

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haha. to cut the long story short, she told me to disappear. =DDDDD
I mean I'm RELIEVED I was let off the hook but UNDERSTANDING and REASONABLE teachers that treat me like a human being makes my day.

Then on the way out, oops, mr C comes down the stairs.
the obligatory HI SIR!
Prisca come here where were you during my class?
Erm ..*squirms*.. I was not in school. Doing my work..
Prisca you cannot do this, missing another class to do work. You have been procrastinating badly.... (and then he says its not good cos later uni(die) and work, I'll take an MC to do my work. )
sigh Thats true. then he gives me kindly advice on getting a diary and breaking my work into bite size pieces.

sigh. I MUST change.

ah well.. ANOTHER KIND AND UNDERSTANDING TEACHER!! haha. (although the other day he made a not quite tasteful joke and when I "reprimanded" him for it he apologized.) (okay but I must apologize to him for always going to his class late! and for ponning his class! I actually ponned his class once to do maths porfolio and he caught me in the corridors and I confessed to him then too.)

hmm. Thank God for them. and mr W is also like that and interesting enough they all know GOd!(yay clap hands)

okay okay God is showing his grace and mercy and I better start working now.


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Oh another thing. NETBALL! wow. the coach looked so serious i didnt dare say hi. HC lost!!!!!!! ARGH THE GD!the inner conflict she caused! I mean she was good and yet.. sigh. argh that too tall RJ shooter that can wear specs while she plays!!unfair! and the RJ GA that seems too perfect! pretty and can lose her defender and can shoot. sigh.

Anyways, they;re all so tall and thin/fit and can jump so high and can play all quaters and run and run and run. Sigh I play 15 minutes half court want to die already. (hah prisca and still reluctant to run xinling's long runs lah!)

ah well. shall try to put netball behind me. playing in malaysia seems more relaxed. Maybe singaporeans always too mang zang. play frenzily? slow down man. slow and steady. haha

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and you, very selfish. talked to M and she said you were like that last time too. I think you have to change. For your own good. But telling you might ruin the rest of the year. humph.

LEt's celebrate Arts and Crafts!

So today II

So today we had to write stuff on murals to leave our territorial marks in the school, you know, being the pioneer batch and all.

And so I've come up with this list:
Paul the quiet yet not shy boy
Zeke the rowing machine
Brendan the AAH!
Daryl the Shyguy
Marcus the Down Syndrome
JQ the man of few words (i think, I don't know how he sounds like, maybe cos its always wesley's voice drowning him out=p)
Kevin the LaoDa (one of a kind in this school)
Joel the Fisherman with no shoes
Wesley the Prince of Humanity
Mao the ball-brained Chinaman
Li Jie the Cool guy
Marcus the VAINPOT. (and the pot is yes, short)
Song the struggling artist
Colin the know it all(literally, not in a haughty way)
Clem the cantalkalot
Moonie the Moonie (indescribable)
Zab the Queen
Xinling the Bimbo-Reject (so sorrry. its getting old)
Prisca the Persecuted NS-drafted Malaysian/closet-rock-chick (moonie say one!:D)/bimbo-reject wannabe (yeah I really don't want to be bimbo)
Ashok the Ashoook! (give weirded out look)
Khalid the carpet salesman
JJ the Ever-Capable
Charlie the Loud One
Chin Leong the Retainered Little Boy

heh.

Its 6 on a sat morning

I don't even wake up so early on a weekday.Listening to my emo playlist and looking out to see how the roads are so empty makes me want to go for a run.
But I need to pass motion first.
The emo moment passes.

The previous post "dont pretend" was meant for.. I don't know. Sometimes Ijust wish I knew the truth. Like what people really are thinking. i tend to predict what they are thinking, their intentions, and naturally, being the pessimist/low self-esteem person I am, i would think the worse. Then I would also doubt myself and ask myself whether I really should really be "rightfully" wrathful back to those people.

Of course not. But I hate being led on a leash, you know?

I wish I was clairvoyant.

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On a another note, German was... erm okay. not too good,not too bad. Same standard as the mock paper. Which I got a grade 5 for.

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ohmygoodness, I am so angry at so many people (more like their actions)! There is a need to rationalize.. >:(

I don't mean you lah. no, actually, to be proper, I'm so nice that I wish to assure you that I don't mean you when who knows? maybe I do.

ohmygoodness, So bitchy and bitter. Like what some stupid idiot and my class said about me.

Edit: Haha I really don't mean you. REally. It doesn;t matter. Don;t be like me and walk around thinking it was you.

And I did go run! just 3 rounds around the track:( The birds chirping and the beautiful clouds weren;t enough to sustain me. I should have listened to music!

don't pretend

German ab initio

So, like 21 hours left to German ab initio.
And I'm starting to feel sad.. The withrawal symptoms. I'm not sure if its really I'm sad, or that I'm just too sensitive and leaving something (no matter how bad it was) is always nostalgic. I think I'm a sucker for nostalgia.

But really German isn't all that bad. Sure, things started to suck when I couldnt catch up, (at the beginning I was on top of it man) and then things went downhill from there. considered switching to malay and all but due to the pride I have and (at this point of time) no considering grades to be the ultimate in education (? maybe I'll reconsider this "journey is more impt than the destination theory" when I don't get a scholarship to where I want to be) (but trust God yeah). And also in the confidence that mr stefan had. Well, he was confident I wouldnt FAIL. Haha.

So, I had been worried about german very eaerly but lost it in the midst of EEs, TOKs, IAs.. shit. and now, I'm stillnot 100%. Honestly, and mumy you're going to kill me, I wasted the last few days and today afternoon I slept. So this less than 21 hours left, I'm GOING TO put in 100%. My predicted grade is 5. and mr stefan said If I got a 6 (which I woudl be very happy about but doubtful now that I didnt put in 100%) he would treat me an Ice Milo. Now two ways of looking at it, one, to give me treat would mean it is highly unlikely? I mean, if it was a sure giveaway why bother right? Then again, ice milo is like how cheap lah. So that means there is a high possibility that I can get a 6 and ice milo is no loss for him. I mean no hole in his pocket.

Ah well. In july we'll know. I hope for a 6. I'll cry if I get a 4. a 5, I'll just be thankful. Well, its kind of a relief that we'll have no more german classes, since the last few weeks have been saturated with them, but then I'll miss it. Just the four of us, sitting in the front row, me getting irritated when the others just talk blatantly in front of the teacher and the teacher patiently waiting for them to finish. Haha I have an issue sometimes with disrespecting nice teachers. And me laughing a lot when I have to read out loud (last time) and looking at herr stefan when he spouts german like I understand when I don't. heh.

Mr stefan has been a good teacher. A little long winded (those times when have to maintain eye contact while he explains or trying the vigourous head nodding tactic to get the msg across that I got the message). A cool teacher who's into those old punk bands and looks like mr bean when he laughs and makes funny sounds when he steps on a gecko. Well, thank you sir its been a blessing to have you as a teacher. May he not "die" under the system.

:(

Disconcerted

reverbration
1. a reechoed sound.
2. the fact of being reverberated or reflected.
3. something that is reverberated: Reverberations from the explosion were felt within a six-mile radius.
4. an act or instance of reverberating.
5. Physics. the persistence of a sound after its source has stopped, caused by multiple reflection of the sound within a closed space.
6. the act or process of subjecting something to reflected heat, as in a reverberatory furnace.

erm the fact that the snare skin keeps vibrating after it is hit, is that reverbration?

Haha and I'm not so stupid for turning the thing at the side of the snare to try to tighten it.

erm okay enough of "what the I don't get what she's talking about" stuff




erm well german ab is on tues.
and I'm already wishing I worked harder.
and I also wish I write more eloquently about relevant issues. Hah. then I would be SO mature and intellectual. like how I want my husband to be. -_-



see. I just can't. Rah. just going to be myself, the bimbo who fills her head with stupid chick lit and mean celebrity gossip.

The mind/heart is willing but the flesh is not listening

I've held this as an excuse, but I'm not sure if it's really valid.

For I will take you from the nations, and gather you from all the countries,and bring you into your own land. I will sprinkle clean water upon you, and you shall be clean from all your uncleanness, and from all your idols I will cleanse you.

A new heart I will give you, a new spirit I will put within you; and I will take out of your flesh the heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. And I will put my spirit within you, and cause you to walk in my statutes and be careful to observe my ordinances.

You shall dwell in the land which I gave your fathers; and you shall be my people, and I will be your God.

sigh