For one more Day

MAN THIS IS FREAKING DUMB WHY CAN’T MICROSOFT WORD REGISTER MY FREAKING BLOG? IT’S AWESOME OK YOU AMERICAN NOOBS.
OK. Rants about Bill Gates and his minions aside, other than the fact that I want to gloat and say HAHA YOU’RE NOT THE RICHEST GUY IN THE WORLD ANYMORE BY HALF A BILLION DOLLARS in his face, I seem to recall wanting to blog about the other half of the day but then too many things are coming in between such as STUPID OPERA WE’RE SCREENING IN A MONTH WE ARE SO SCREWED OMG.
And now I find myself before the computer with nothing to do whatsoever besides waiting for Claire to come online and Galen to come out of comatose. That guy is fantastic I mean every time you call his phone YOU GET NO RESPONSE and the ONLY TIME he is responsive is when…he wants to talk with you.
:( Ian abandoned me for 8 hours I know you’re sorry BUT YOU KNOW HOW BAD TRIGO WAS?!
In opera we are doing everything out of order…and to be achieved in around ten times the speed operas are usually done. Of course, that’s because we are probably going to do a crap job but don’t tell Claire or she’ll…I dunno. Do something.
I feel so unoriginal, koping everything from YouTube and ABRSM exam pieces. Other than the fact that it’s probably the right way to do it.
Me: I read the Bible whenever I go to a hotel.
Byorn: ??WHY??
Me: Because I’m Buddhist. *keeps a straight face*
Byorn: HUH?! HOW DOES THAT EVEN MAKE SENSE?!
Yay non sequitor FTW
And too many children are helping their mothers give birth. Of course, it depends also on the way you see this sentence.
Yea I haven’t forgotten about wanting to tell you about the second half of SSEF day but I suddenly realized too much of the actually funny stuff was…a little racist. So there. Too bad. But I CAN tell you our physics projectile launcher looks awesome. WE ARE GONNA GET >9000 for creativity, or as Ansel would say…
Hmm. What would he say?
:( Not much to blog about because I haven’t been going out and have been spending too much time on too much homework which the teachers just decided to give us because of the convenience that we HAppEN to stay at home the whole day for three days. ACTUALLY IT’S TWO AND A LITTLE DAYS STUPID SSEF CAME IN THE MIDDLE SO NICE RIGHT.
OK. Awaiting the end of V for Vendetta
Er…no scratch that. I think I meant end of e-learning week two. Adieus…

Bleh OK finally hit 204 BOO

Bleh suddenly feel like posting cos…yesterday was epic. I think.
OK basically we like went to the SSEF so like half the day of E-learning was gone. What a freaking waste of time…
Or not.
Well yea I thought I would be there late but some events occurred…so yea. Bleh.
Walking around interacting randomly with Sean, found 204-ers slacking at a corner, talking about…random stuff
KM: CHANGE IS HERE! *when Chen Ge came LOLOL*
OK so then Jit found me.
Me: Ur here for how long liao
Jit: 30 minutes liao…eh LOL now WTF did Galen go
Later…Galen found.
J.Lau: Eh WTcrap DH walking to where huh?
Jit DH U noob come back here MAN
Me: OK…when DH comes back we should lose J.Lau or something.
YESH WE ARE PRO THAT WAY
Anyway we were walking about waiting for Galen, talking to random ppl…
J.Lau: Apparently Sooraj still in Sceince Centre watching Einstein humping the rope
WTF man that guy has problems
J.Lau: EH YY COME OUT DO PHYSICS PROJECT
YY: Do WHAT?
J.Lau: PHYSICS PROJECT MAN
YY: HUH? HUH? GO WHERE?
J.Lau: MRT NOOB
YY: Do WHAT? DO WHAT?
Pro guy called YY
So then we like met up with a few ppl from 201 last year…and walked out of Science Centre to IMM. WOOT.
Jit Wu: I think they say got teachers and HOD walking around all talking rubbish
J.Lau: No they on the bus…upper deck and looking for us using bionoculars
Me: If we meet any one say we’re…going to IMM for lunch…
Dao Han: Then later teachers also all having lunch there. Like Dr. Hang having bak ku teh then he sees all of us and goes “eh boys” until we walk off and pretend not to have heard. Then he will say “ oh who cares” and continues eating.
So we continue walking and meet one of those construction work tape barriers. So me and J.Tan walk under it.
Jit and DH: eh WTF u going huh?
Me and J.Tan: Oh…go back under the tape
THEN GABRIEL AND FRIEND WALK AROUND THE TAPE AND CONTINUE WALKING ON THE OTHER SIDE.
Me: EH SAME WAY RIGHT?!
DH: Oh rite… *Jit LMAOs*
OK so basically we were going IMM to look for the most important part of the catapult we were supposed to make like…TODAY AND DH DIDN’T GET IT.
DH: Why am I thrown with the job of looking for the spring? It is like, the hardest???
Well too bad it’s the most important for a reason man.
Anyway we were going around IMM looking for a spring. Which happened to be…really hard to find there.
DH: OK here’s the information board let’s look for Homefix.*Goes around from Lvl one to Lvl four then comes back to Lvl one. And starts searching diligently again)
Jit: Eh you ardy looked here man
DH: HUH you sure I think this one looks new
Me: THIS IS LEVEL ONE MAN WTH
Ohohoh and when we asked the information center the person said straight left (or right? Whatever) then we walked…turned a corner…walked…turned another corner…hmm, very straight
So anyway we couldn’t find what we wanted in homefix…and we decided to go Daiso instead.
DH: Galen can you stop talking and concentrate on getting us to Daiso?
Galen: Where’s Daiso?
ZZT I found it in the end by turning my head in a particular direction
OK so after that we decided to call Sooraj in an attempt to misdirect him to IMM.
Jit: OK then halfway back we see Sooraj walking halfway to IMM cos he dun wan take bus.
So back to Science Centre for Mac’s. And waiting for my dad. And imagining the T-rex at the front of SC getting pissed off at Sooraj humping it and eating it.
DH: Then at about 6.00pm the workers hears a rumble and…Sooraj comes out!
Galen: Looks like shit…smells like shit…tastes like shit…MUST BE SOORAJ!
OK gonna post on 2nd half of day tmrw XD after I die for my Math Olympia test

A new beginning

I dunno about you but I think I might just start blogging almost everyday after this March holidays. Mainly because all of us in 303 know each other a little better, and can interact a little more, added with the fact that about 1/3 of the class now plays DOTA, so…
Actually the DOTA has nothing much to do with anything. Just mentioning. Along with some of Claire’s tendencies, and Joshua’s weird dreams…but I kind of recall to not speak of either. On the pain of death. Literally because Claire has taken to bringing a penknife to school almost everyday. Anyway.
Why is our PM like coming to our school on the day our opera is screening !@#$%^&* man he chooses a really nice time. So nice Claire and Galen decided to like change the plot of our opera entirely from dissing Twilight to something medieval, Italian and TOATLLY un-fun BLEAURGH what with less than two months before we have to screen it and we haven’t like even started on the lyrics yet goddamn. But screw.
Why are there some funny rumours about Byorn and Candice that I have never heard about?
Oh right I am like in different class from either of them now. Which probably means they are true ‘cos I didn’t play a part in spreading them. (Hang on then what am I typing?)
Any way chem. Quiz was great, English test was OK, and Chinese test was sucky. I mean like I RECALL READING THE FKING CLOZE PASSAGE BEFORE and I didn’t bother to memorize it because I wasn’t a mugger. And the comprehension question ssuspiciously asking the exact same question around…oh, three times. WHO WAS THE BRIGHT GUY WHO SET IT HUH.
At least not so many projecs now cos Math is out of the way, which I cleared in…oh 30 minutes. All by myself thanks to physics. Now the trouble is because no one helped and I ran into exactly zero problems, I suspect we may need the rest of the month to think up our reflections.
Sigh probably gonna fail today’s Math Olympiad test today. I dunno why I agreed with Mr. Low in the first place. Probably because Ian was kinda forced to go too but the wise guy overslept last week went to SLI the week before and when I finally get to see him today we had to do the test.
Life is such a screw-up.
Journalism last week was a complete joke cos I was like doing almost nothing except slacking around and playing DOTA or laughing at Google search’s stupidity. Go autocompleteme.com XD it owns epic XD. And I never knew how ownage LR sounded or how irritating the Scourge sound effects are.
Boo haven’t finish Stephen King and library fking dun wan to open on Friday ZZT

I'll NEVER hit 303 posts at this rate

DOTA-ing
Well. Not actually or I wouldn’t be writing this post in the first place. But I HAVE recently picked up DOTA. Would be addicting if I could just win the AI on Easy mode.
Hang on. That is probably the thing that makes most games addicting in the first place. Especially when you ALMOST win…
That feeling really sucks. Anyway. No other way to spend our wonderful physics lessons.
But I realized that my grades are almost dropping. Perhaps I should at least pay SOME attention.
On the other hand, who cares. Too many projects to do, too little time to spare, too many things to care about.
Let me list thee ways/projects:
1) Bio project – aiyah who cares I just did everything almost complete except for pictures WOOT
2) Chinese presentation – Er…just crossing my fingers and hoping that Jit can talk well. Hopefully.
3) Music project – Screw haven’t even started. Or known how to start
4) Math project – just realized that…no instructions given. OK then…
5) Physics project – I kinda dunno how to start. Afraid that it would probably fail like last year :(
6) English project – Probably going to leave it till forever…then rush in one day. As I always do.
Uh oh why do I have six projects due. Doesn’t sound good. And I though I had like eliminated two or something.
Stupid Ian go oversleep until one WTcrap WHY DO YOU GET 5 MORE HOURS OF SLEEP THAN ME HUH. Leave me to emo by myself for two hours again summore. IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT.
Bleh Shreayas is like in Australia for half a month leaving me with nothing to post about except me learning DOTA the moment he left.
School is like getting retarded all the stupid homework and don’t even get me started on LSH. ~Wan go to sleep~ during her lesson but I colonized three tables.
Ms Li is getting on my nerves. But to screw with her new sitting arrangement. I AM THE NEW MONGOL KHAN WOOT 3 tables and one pillow bag
Dao Han likes to talk a lot of crap. Maybe one day I might post all his fat jokes.
And sick jokes.
And MY fat jokes.
You get the idea. I’m still waiting for Mr. Lim to trip on the track/hall stairs
Stephen King is a bastich. I’m just saying.
I WANNA WATCH ALICE IN WONDERLAND WITH CLASSMATES :’(
Bleh
Tie this up for now. Busy Dark Days

Fun Facts Heh

If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee..
(Hardly seems worth it.)

If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it!)

The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.
(O.M.G.!)

A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)

A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.)
(I'm still not over the pig.)

Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour
(Don't try this at home, maybe at work)

The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
(Honey, I'm home. What the...?!)

The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.. (30 minutes... Lucky pig! Can you imagine?)

The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)

Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)

Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)

The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.
(Hmmmmmm......)

Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)

Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(Okay, so that would be a good thing)

A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)

An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
( I know some people like that.)

Starfish have no brains
(I know some people like that too.)

Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer)

Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(What about that pig??)

Emo-ing. But this makes me HAPPY! XD

In Twilight, Isabella “Bella” Swan is the narrator, has skin described as “translucent-looking,” and is rarely described as anything other than confused, awkward, dazed, helpless, child-like, hesitant, whispering, bewildered, or curious–as well as frequently forgetting to breathe or having a wildly stampeding heart.
In a struggle, Bella cannot defend herself with even wit. As the narrator, Bella is rarely described as anything other than confused, awkward, dazed, helpless, child-like, hesitant, whispering, bewildered, or curious–as well as frequently forgetting to breathe or having a wildly stampeding heart. Meyer marinades Bella in the words moron and idiot as well. On page 55, Bella muses, “Possibly my crippling clumsiness was seen as endearing rather than pathetic, casting me as a damsel in distress.” Page 364 is the first time Bella notably picks herself up from a fall, notable only because the other 363 pages were spent using the shoulders of nearby men for support. On page 427, she firmly asserts her will when she says “I don’t want to go back to sleep,” but this is weighed down by earlier passages in which hysteria bubbles in her voice and she likens news of her boyfriend’s arrival to a life vest.
Bella is often called reckless, implying a little too much action on her part. More often than not, she simply is around when bad things happen. When cornered in an alley by a troop of nefarious older men on page 161, Bella is too weak even to scream. She only “tries to swallow” before her crush arrives to rescue her. At times, unfortunately, one must question the accidental nature of the damsel in distress. Shortly after Bella is rescued for the second time, she actually has the epiphany that she could purposefully place herself into harm’s way for the hero’s attention. The final point of the book seems to be her decision to use her own near death as an argument for why her boyfriend should change her innately and eternally into something like him. She feels this is the solution to the “inequality” in their relationship and does not want to consider what it would do to her family (pages 474-475).
On her first day of class in a new town, boys throw themselves at Bella in the form of chivalry, then antler’s clash. This happens every time Bella has an encounter with a male character who isn’t her Dad. These fleeting moments with Bella’s father are the most poignant in the book, even though Bella is lying through most of them. The only female characters are unmemorable to Bella and only truly gain names and features of their own (typically one) when needed as second choices to tie up the loose ends created by all of Bella’s new would-be suitors. The clearest definitions of these types are presented in Mike and Jessica.
When in Edward’s presence, Bella stares, is unable to think, and uses analogies to stone and angels–as well as the words perfect and perfectly–a lot. Her brief yet stellar performance in regurgitating information during Biology leaves us torn on the subject of Bella’s mental competence. After all, she mentions the word “misogyny” in relation to a paper on Shakespeare, and Mike doesn’t even know what it means. Bella must be smart.
Yet every piece of information she garners over the course of this novel is given to her by other characters through the familiar tricks of flattery and wile, if not omission and lying; the damsel in distress can, at times, be as insidious and damaging to the image of femininity as the femme fatale. Bella discovers the legend of the Cullen vamp clan by flirting with Jacob on the beach until he tells her (“I fluttered my eyelids the way I’ve seen girls do on TV,” page 122), then allowing herself the moral luxury of feeling guilty for leading him on ( “…knowing that I’d used him. But I really did like Jacob. He was someone I could easily be friends with,” when a paragraph ago, she was covertly winking to him because she was “eager to make him happy” for the information he’d given her). In a facade of empty gestures, Bella learns the secret to making vampires by imploring Alice, with the old “I thought we were friends!” bit, which she then self-validates in spite of having just met Alice that day and never really speaking to her otherwise. “And we were friends now, somehow,” Bella asserts on 413, though on page 415, right after Alice reveals how to make a vampire, Bella completely loses interest in her. “We lay silently, wrapped in our individual meditations. The seconds ticked by, and I had almost forgotten her presence, I was so enveloped in my thoughts.” She ignores Jessica in a similar fashion every single time Jessica talks, which is why she is always merely babbling in a vague nebula to Bella’s side. “She talked of nothing but the dance . . . I was far too lost . . . to notice much of what she said . . . not bothering to pretend to listen anymore . . .” (page 145) She even refers to her friends as irrelevant on page 355. Yet the Twilight universe, for some reason, hinges on her. Aside from Bella’s obvious, helpless beauty and the occasional sarcastic quip, she doesn’t seem to offer anything to hold onto by way of substance. Bella’s most glaringly frequent quality, when with Edward and when without, is her undying devotion to him.
The only problem Bella seems to have with Edward is his admitted tendency toward eavesdropping, spying, and invading her privacy; Edward is always “unrepentant.” What a romantic word for a stalker. Every time Bella is bothered by this tendency of Edward’s, she either chooses to let it go or is distracted by him. On page 292, Meyer writes, “‘You spied on me?’ But somehow I couldn’t infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.” However, as the meaning behind Edward’s actions begins to settle, Bella sours. It’s never directly spoken, as criticism of Edward never is, but perhaps Bella comes to find his spying distasteful because it reveals an inherent lack of respect or trust. On page 306, Bella speaks “icily” of this in bed, and Edward ignores her and says “So, if you don’t want to sleep . . .”
Bella views her mother as emotional and flighty to the point that she cannot keep food in the fridge or gas in the car, but her saving grace is the man in her life, Phil. “Of course she had Phil now, so the bills would probably get paid . . .” Another perfect example is Jessica, who is often slighted as a gossip even though her lines are rarely more than paraphrased, who only becomes sincere toward Bella after she is “sure of Mike,” (79) who is “elated by the attention” from boys on page 30 and “shadows Mike” on page 118. Every human female character either suggests that women are emotionally charged to the point of incapacitation, that the primary objective in society is male attention, or both.

OOF

I just can’t bring myself to blog about anything other than what goes on on Saturdays cos I like talk more during those 2 hours that I do about the entire week.
Which may not be true but for most of the week what I spew is mostly about homework stuff so that’s er not counted. Anyway.
Screw I realize I have like placed too many things on the back burner. Fortunately Nathanael somehow persuaded Yao Rui to like do the entire Overture so I can have more time to do the other….10 things left on my list. But never mind. I have imba skills so I will probably…finish them on time. Hopefully.
Life at home sucks I can’t even use the damn computer freely which is freaking laggy anyway so screw. ~But I got a netbook WOOT~
Dr. Pek is just too freaking nice for worlds. Here are the list of things I shall do the next Physics lesson:
1. Put my netbook on the tale and play games. Through the lesson. He’ll probably not say a word. But other teachers might pass by so that probably won’t work out well T_T
2. Join everyone in a game of “Toss Jit’s bear around the class”. I don’t think he’ll be able to notice as long as we make lots of noise behind his back.
3. Do homework. Through the lesson. He doesn’t notice. Hang on I’ve already been doing this the last lesson.
Nathanael: Eh what are you doing ah?
Me: The school has provided such a wonderfully working piece of teaching equipment. It would be a total waste not to make FULL use of it XD.
4. Raise my had and say I need to go somewhere urgently for no good reason. Dr. Pek would say, “Sure, sure…”
And
Dr. Pek: You’re taking the last class taking the quiz…But isn’t that good? You can ask around.
Class: WOOT
Man the guy just owns. I want him for our mentor T_T
Ian: He is trying to be…a little more strict. And is failing. Really badly.
It sucks when you have Ms. Li as a mentor when you know that such a good one is like just around the corner….
OK. Back to the opera we are doing. Which I have no idea what is going on. I mena like Claire is trying ot be less domineering and not taking whole control over the libretto (which might be a good thing cos I gotta feeling that it would be a good, good night er no slash that I gotta feeling she might turn it into some Twilight parody-Bleach crossover. Bleaugh) and wanted to discuss it with some of the composers today but like about 80% of them can’t make it so that was trashed.
Me: That day Dr. Wong was going through the ranges of opera singers soprano alto tenor and bass…and I was like and then there’s Yao Rui’s range…
Ian: What is Yao Rui’s range?
Me: F to A…within a single octave
I think around here is a good time to raise a relatively old conversation…
Me: Sometimes I wonder if Candice REALLY comes from GEP cos I can still remember the time when she did 1 minus – 1 and got zero *closes eyes* *opens eyes and spots Ian Staring at me*
Ian: Isn’t it?
Me: *stares HARD at him* You have just changed my perspective on the world…all GEP students are probably like that…
(For those out there who are morons, 1 minus -1 is 2.)
Speaking of twos, I gotta feeling that it’s not gonna be a good good night but that the number 2 has a grudge against me. But that matter is really trivial so *toss*
Me: Dr Wong was saying we had to convince her that we could fill up half that auditorium.
Ian: Ok…
Me: So we were like saying since Galen was Edward that probably wasn’t a problem. But I still think if we had Jit as Edward the auditorium would be bursting at the seams.
Ian: Yea…I was like telling Ashlynna and someone else that Jit was going to be Galen and Ashlynna was like :D. Then I told the it was changed to Galen.
Me: And Ashlynna was like?
Ian: -.-
Me: Yea well I agree but Jit just can’t sing that well I mean he sings like six notes then on the seventh notes he shoots up about 2 octaves
Ian: Hmm…what a waste. Ah well. Galen singing is still gonna be a funny thing so…
Sometime later Ian was singing K-Pop. Or doing recitative to the tune of K-Pop.
Ian: You should like play K-Pop for one of those love scenes so you can suan all the Koreans
Me: I was planning to play Love Sex Magic or I’m Yours…but people probably won’t laugh if I play I’m Yours. It won’t be funny.
Ian: *obviously thinking I was talking about the opera itself* WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S NOT GONNA BE FUNNY IF IT ISN’T I’M NOT EVEN GONNA WATCH 
Me: I’m talking about the sound tracks…
OK screw I guess I shall end here-ish