What will change?
Will you still come online for me?
Will you still text me every morning?
Will you miss me?
Will you still stay up to 1am everynight for me?
Will you still treat me as a 'very very close friend' ?

Maybe Iam a bitch. Cos I don't know what I did wrong. But whatever. You want, you explain. You want to come online for me, well, that's good. If you don't, its fine also. I have a pride to keep.

Maybe Iam morbid to be speaking about this, but I think that life is too short. In it is the truth of the statement, however you would like to interpret it, but that is something that I would not pretend to believe, for it is a living working reality. It exposes ourselves to the raw truth in death, something I should think no sane being would like to contemplate. But despite us attempting to shield ourselves from the ugly truth, time and again it rears it ugly head at us, threatening to disrupt the stability of life.
Of course we moan. We moan the death of a loved one, the death of a friend, the death of a mentor, and even sympathise with the death of a stranger. Something I've learnt recently, and that's: For the victim's family members, it is an emotional turmoil, for the victim, it is a peace, a calamity. People are paid to moan and weep at a funeral procession. But behind the black veils and the faces striken with grief of those who come to help piece together the hole left in the heart of the family members, one cannot help thinking that it is, with a stroke of luck, their fate not to be burdened with a similar circumstance.

Phrases, cliche as they seem: 'Till death do us part', tell us one thing- death is an ending, but the beginning of a journey to heaven. Speaking of which, if Adam and Eve never sinned, would we, as decendants, be bounded to the same fate? I don't think we'll ever know for sure.

OMGGGGG my blog is mad rotten. Things havent picked up much, considering the fact that I haven't posted since a month before O level started and it's already a month after.
Intensified tuition before and now the world is ours to slack. I feel like looking for a job, but I guess it's my fault again I don't get up and do something. The holidays are draining fast like water being sucked from a basin. This sucks, my english isn't even as good as it once was since I've not been writing compos for a while.

I'am back on maple, which is- fun, since I've got little to do anyway. Seeing all my buddies get jobs put pressure on me as the urge to find one too increases, but then again, who says you gotta always follow the crowd :)

Miss wearing our school uniform. To think that I've worn the uniform till the navy blue lost the battle against the sun and bleached away to reveal a more resilient light blue underneath. 10 years of full Catholic education, holistic, no doubt, and breathing into every girl the values that's been grilled into us the very moment we stepped into IJ. Maybe what differentiates us is our unwavering determination, something I have yet to acquire. Nevertheless certain things remain untouched by outside circumstances, engraved into our very hearts and souls.

Speaking of school, Marcus and I were discussing the effects of being 'fake' just recently. Its a sudden realisation that what we define fake to be may not be what another determines it to be. For lack of a better term, anything, anyone that hides behind a facade is fake. Within the boundaries of our world, its not what we think is fake, its what others define fake. Inronically enough, you don't define fake. You need someone to do so for you.

Blog's been on hiatus for a while.
Lets see, if my memory permits, lets do a recap.
Last.. Friday?
Teachers' Day. Mrs Low didnt want us to come to school, but i had to, because art is THAT time consuming.
Monday:
Lit and physics paper. My arm died after the lit paper, I could hardly even write for physics.
Tuesday:
Emath. Paper 2 was HARD. I hope I dont fail :(
Heh I dedicated a song to Mrs Low on radio 91.3
Dedicated to Mrs Low, who teaches us English and Literature, and who teaches us To Kill A Mockingbird.
The song I dedicated was Mockingbird! The DJ who read it out was like, so appropriate! Heh:D
Wednesday:
No school, teachers day
Thursday:
Chem paper. Iam so depressed, pissed off at myself.
I drew the structural formula of ETHENE when they wanted PROPENE. I couldnt remember if it was C double C double bond C again, or just 2 C double bonds. ARGH.
Friday:
Don't take bio and history, so no school too:D
There you go, a recap fast quick, convienient, easy:)

:)

Went out with laoshi today. We were supposed to meet at Hougang Point but because I assumed( yes, ass-u-me) I went to Compass point( where we normally would meet) instead. So she had to take the train back down to Compass to meet me ( iam so sorry:( )

Went around to the shops and tried stuffs, she asked me to choose a handphone hanger for a friend of hers and after i chose one that I thought her friend would like, I realised that she intended it for me!! Thank you ever so much, but I feel really bad in making you do so.

Ice cream, ( she paid for me, I was unhappy about that okay! Cos I should have paid instead) then Metro where we ended up looking at cloth articles. And really, I was too embarassed to buy.. personal items... then. But maybe I should have.

Ice, Ice, Ice:)

ithurts,doesntit?

Prelims and EOY mass for us.
Both are such time consuming activities, and both are important. Well at least for me, Jac and Lynette too. Its hard. We had no scores, I improvised the scores on the very spot and duh, I made slips because Iam not perfect, neither am i Richard Clayderman. So I cant regugitate scores like * snap* that. Please guys, be more reasonable. We'll work hard and you will too, okay?

It pains me to see you go away. But I have to learn to let go, give you up. Yes, I must not be selfish, and even though I'll hate the person who basks in your company, I've got to learn that 'its not okay to hate anybody'. But that'll be a exhausting task. No, be positive, grin, and bear with it, even if my heart is cut by a knife a mile long, even if my eyes are raw and red from the ocean of tears that have welled up behind the dams and gushed out akin to a river, even if my hands have shielded my heart and face for so long, its time to give you up, let you go, be your own and I'll be mine.
But it pains me so. I won't ever deny that. Won't even try.

Thursday:
SEMTREX emergency exercise. I got it that morning( if you were there, you'd know what Iam talking about), cramps real bad. It got worse when the exercise got boring and the song dedication came up. The constant vibration caused the entire floor to shake and rattle, and all that while I was digging my fingernails into my palm and preventing myself from screaming out loud( yep, that's how bad it was).

Returned back to class, it got worse. It was the end of day, and everyone was packing up to leave, save for Shermaine and Michele who kindly waited for me for a short while( or at least, what they thought to be a short while turned long). Cramps so bad i begged Clara for a panadol, in which i gulped down in a hurry. I glanced at the door, at the floor and promptly went down in a faint. Out of sorts as to what happened after.

This I heard from my friends:
I was in a praying position, grabbed someone, and muttered about not being able to see.
Mrs Low ran upstairs in an effort to find me, prodded me on my back, and said,
" Julyn."
No answer.
" Ju Lyn??"
No answer.
"JULYN!!!"
And I rose from the dead, like how a dead body would rise up out of a grave. Hah, the way Rina reinacted the event was awesome.
Not so awesome for me, visited the sick bay for the 1st time, and worried the hell outta everyone around me. Iam sooo sorry:( But I really can't help it none.

Don't leave me now, because I'll miss you.
I already do, without ever knowing that you'll not come back.
Never come back to see your beloved sister, how is that possible?
Do I not matter so much as a flicker of flame in your life?
I want the people whom I love to stay in my life forever.

I love you indefinitely <3 :-*

There are time I just want to cry. Like now. Don't stop me.

You think you can keep holding on to me, don't you? Forget it, because you CAN'T. I've got my own mind, and I can make my own decisions. So stop thinking you can reign me back with your words because I don't care, won't care, and couldn't care less because what you say is just your opinion. Don't think you can make decisions for me, because you'll fail. Fail badly.
And when I succeed, I'll look down upon you with pity, pity that you never understood me enough to know that I have a mind of my own and it is independant to what you think. Sorry if I hurt you by not talking to you, but its a sweet revenge compared to how I feel, and Iam happy, happy that you're upset.

姐这是你应该看的。

明天是华文O水准口试，我很怕D；有人可以给我勇气吗？
自从华文补习课完成了，我心中都觉得像有什么事不对证。
Something's not right. Its never right, never will be right. There's the empty feeling of having my Sunday morning free, not having anything to look forward to on Sunday morning except maybe chemistry tuition. There's this empty space where my heart once was, which can't ever be filled again.
And each time I think about it, Iam absolutely burdened by just the very thought of being unable to communicate my thoughts to the one who has been by my side, listened to my rants, and provided good advice.
Though she speaks chinese and I speak a mixture of both ( ah, how sad) , but mainly english, its a tough interaction. Yet somehow, we managed that.

I wonder what I'll do now that you've left me to stand on my own 2 feet. I know you're just a text message away. But its never the same. It will never be the same. And that, my buddies, makes me real sad.

I never knew that ache could be a physical pain, a real pain that exists as a knot tied deep in the pit of my stomach, resigning to tighten everytime I think about those days. Trust you, never say die, promise you!

To that, my sister, buddy, mentor and teacher, I salute you!

Iam 16! Finally! Now I can watch NC16 movies~~~ :D

Thanks, everyone who wished me a happy birthday:) Mostly on facebook, but to those who didnt wish me on facebook, Isabel, Shermaine, Michele, Yi Chuan,Zhang Lao Shi, my relatives and Cousin Sarah:D
I love you all too:D

Friday
Cross country run, ran and ran my lungs out and I came in 9th outta the whole sec4 and sec5 level!! Like, omg! I could'nt believe it cos perhaps, FINALLY, my hard work put into running as paid off! And iam not even from a sporting CCA~ Its the 1st and last medal I'll even clinch from IJ before I leave it.. :(

Went home, muscle ache, but that was expected:)


Sunday
Went for lunch with relatives at Jack's place, scrumptious affair:)
The steak was goooooood. Pity no photos, we were all too busy eating :(
Came home, cut cake. Then had to chiong for tuition.
Straight from tuition to my cousin's house for gathering.
Ate crabs for dinner, swallowed a small piece of crab shell in the process.
Tried to shove it down with rice, but swallowed too fast and nearly puked:(
My cousin was especially calm then, heh, that's what you get for being a medical student and being used to these sorta mundane issues.

Another cake there, and even the parrot and the dog had portions of the cake! :D
Thanks everyone, especially my beloved one and only cousin, for making this memorable! <3


Monday
Went out with Laoshi for lunch, as well as Yichuan at Pizza Hut<3
Ordered the Student set for both of us, and the special one for Laoshi:D
She let us pay! Finally!
Intended to go to laoshi's friend's house to celebrate her birthday( which so happened to fall on the same day as mine), then realised there was a switch in plans.
I intended my good buddy to go along, but I think laoshi's friend was a little uncomfortable about the idea, although laoshi was all for it.
Didnt go in the end, and was bitterly disappointed :(

Gonna walk to Fernvale now for dinner.

Cross country run tomorrow. Iam tired just thinking about it. 3km. Okay, maybe not so bad. But then again, it'll not be easy, considering that we're all competing against some of the fastest in the school. With that, I don't stand a chance.

Something's eating my form teacher up these days. I don't want to judge, but its very hard to refrain from doing so. After she scolded me for CIP related issues, I don't want to make any more contact with her than I have to- at least for that day.
But I realised its kinda wrong to judge someone on a one off occasion, is it not? It could be stress. She's been pretty nice to us as a whole, and everyone has his or her bad days. Iam of no exception.
Maybe her angsty-ness will fade off in the coming week or so. Sure hope that it does, but for now, I've got to be quick on my feet and even quicker in coming up with answers for Mockingbird and Raisin.

Its. No. Easy. Feat.

I lost 27 CIP hours. What hurts more is that ML doesnt want to help me. Iam honestly disappointed, okay, yea, its not her job. But perhaps I didnt know she was so hard hearted as to leave me in the lurch. :(
Iam throughly lost. How am I supposed to find MN when she could be ANYWHERE? I mean, do I have to go to Israel to find her?!

i'llchaseyoudownuntilyouloveme

Last chinese lesson. 我心里好痛苦。I know I sound as if Iam crazily enthusiatic for Chinese lesson but that's the last time I'll see my jie jie- for a long long time D;
To make matters worse, chinese O level orals are coming. Looming up ahead like a dark cloud ready to engulf sheep like me.

Jie：
You're right. I shouldnt be talking so much about killing myself. Because that'll hurt everyone.
And that guy- perhaps I really shouldn't be bothering so much about him. Even as I won't never see him again...
Thanks for being there for me to rant about my troubles.
Even as I won't be seeing you for a long time to come, I will still disturb you with my messages. Constant ones. So that you won't forget me. :D 但还是心如刀割. Bandage for my heart, anyone?

Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom - Parry Gripp

Random video here, but I saw this on Melina's facebook and thought it damn cute xD Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom~

And again, this art camp that is driving me up the wall. How am I going to finish it?! Its a long long journey with no visible light. Or is there? I don't see anything. My homework's left undone, nothing's been revised, because, hell, art is taking up all my time! It really is.

I wanna die. Right now. Somebody kill me this instant.

Outing and +++

Hello World:)

Went out for lunch with 老师and Yi Chuan on Friday at Subway. Camwhored outside the subway outlet at Sengkang, kinda embarassing but okay, we don't actually know the people who walked by(:
老师forced us into letting her pay ): Felt super bad okayy! We're supposed to be treating her, not vice versa. But okay, the cold cut trio was delish! :D




老师，me.


















Camwhore outside the subway outlet. Camera shake ):

老师，Yi Chuan, and I





Left off at the junction of the Starbucks in Sengkang, took a bus home, panicked because
I thought bus was a journey to nowhere ( it was travelling along the expressway)
Got off the bus and it started to rain. Not heavy, but enough to annoy me good and thorough.
started running at the pathway near the drain and I slipped.
And fell.
Like smack, on the pavement, but Iam alright. I watched as my phone bounced, bounced, and bounced, cracking against the pavement each time, and finally came to rest on a dead palm leaf.
Okay, now my phone has a scar ): and its just a week old! Poor phone~

OKAy, things to do
- ART SKETCHES
- TESTIMONIAL
- HOMEWORK
RAWRRR

Lovee

My new phone!! <>

Lovin it to the max! <>

I dont care if its not the newest or anything, its good enough for me. Why do people have to be so brand concious?

Flagged

Ohhhh thanks everyone, for actually bothering about this blog of mine.
Flag day today, spent most of the time walking around, searching for kind hearted souls who'll donate.
This is tantamount to begging, but fortunately, it was for the IJ homes, an orphanage, so it wasnt much of a problem.
As expected, some were downright rude. Oh yes, there were the generous ones who donated, but then again, a coin always has its 2 sides. A flip of the coin would reveal some rather uncompromising lineaments of the singaporean population with regards to the expenditure of their hard earned money.
Our cans were pretty heavy by the end of the day, especially since there was one guy I remembered in particular who donated $10. $10! I wish I could be just as generous, but here I cannot lie; I am not so, and I dutifully, regretfully admit it.

Whatever the case, I hope to earn enough CIP hours to tide my through. Miss Nandar is holding on to something like 27 hours of CIP and I haven't seen her, not for a long time.

I keep posting and posting and no one in the whole hellish world is reading this crap. Why do I even bother?! !#$^@#$

唉，美术。真使人头痛！ARGH

ORDERING MATERIALS FOR AEP IS HARD

Hees. Iam staring at this blank empty space with nothing I have in mind to type. No, I do have something to type. I have a thousands things I'd like to pour out into this space that is so inviting.
But I'll only do that if I've gone mad.
Because I learnt that I cant trust everyone.
And I've got to stop being naive.

Please, stop nagging me. Its not going to help you none, I promise.
Its your own folly if you do so. I aint gonna say more.

What should I say? What should I say regarding this matter? My Chinese O levels were... alright, I should say. It was a tad easier than I thought it to be, however, the last thing I'd really want to do is to sit on my laurels and be complacent.

Honestly man, I hate you sometimes, hate you so bad. Brain matter between my ears eh? Like you have any brain matter in there yourself. I bet its full of air and dead flies. At least I have some matter manz, unlike you. Hell, cut the pompousness, you make me shudder. Iam glad I know for a fact that you aren't anyone to me.

Yes, I know Iam not Catholic. Iam Christian, even as I don't have paper qualifications to prove it. It often made me wonder if papers really determine your faith in Christ. Iam not baptised, but it doesn't matter to me. Because sometimes, even if a person is baptised, that person may not believe in Christ. What I think matters most is whether or not you truly believe. Papers mean nothing to me. But residing in a Catholic environment has, to a certain extent, made me realise that everything cannot be done without God's help. Its the 1st time Iam hearing of Saint Jude, Mrs Low told us about him, who aids the lost, lonely and hopeless.

That, and I know. I've learnt to pray. To believe. Because can anything else help me now?

ohbaby,life isnt what you think it is.

And the sun rose, for the very last time, and I'll say, " Goodbye world, for being here for me. Sayonara, I love you."
And I was standing at a dizzying height, the ground looked far, far away. The trees and cars that lay flat below my feet resembled the tip of the little finger.
I took one last look at my surroundings, felt the warmth of the sun, felt the cool breeze caressing my face, climbed up upon the window sill and looked down. My feet left the edge of the sill and in a second I was freefalling, down, down, down, to meet the ground that rushed up to greet me...

I know, in those few seconds, that it would be easy to say I fell, that's what they would think. But I know, and only I know, that that never really was the truth.

Thanks Mel(: for the words,

Mentis

Opprimo

Materia

Fiestaa

I should listen to you. You want me to, don't you? I will.
But your remarks cut and hurt sometimes. I may not be as smart as others, but I do make an honest effort to be.
我真的是那么的愚蠢吗？我真不敢相信自己。
会考快到了，我好担心。如果成绩不理想，我该怎么办？
Last ever IJ fiesta for us was over yesterday. How sad. I mean honestly, the fact that its our last year ever is just depressing enough, the thought.
Speaking of which, the viking ship was pretty swell. And perhaps you might say that we are too old for the bouncy castle but I tried anyway, because I had to spend the money somehow.
The food was good- our class manned the Mushroom and cheese omelette stall and we did a good bit of crying our wares, " MUSHROOM AND CHEESE OMELETTE!!" as well as " ENGLISH BREAKFAST" and " BACON AND SAUSAGE SANDWICH!!"
Screamed our voices hoarse.

Shermaine Michele and I took the 1st shift, so we left spirit day 1/2 hour early. We were just preparing the food when the school was released. Okay, I wouldnt exaggerate but our sales were not all that whopping. Heh. I mean, perhaps a sandwich didnt whet their appetites but we tried okay! And the food was good. Thanks to all those who did come visit, and to Mrs Low our form teacher who said she wouldnt normally be consuming so many eggs in short period of time ( she was holding a bowl of laksa which ALSO had a egg in it)
Mrs Low: Is this our class?
Isabel and I: yep.
Me: BUYYYYY!!
Isabel :YA BUYYY!
Mrs Low: I'll support.
( Someone gave Isabel the plate, who proceeded to give it to Mrs Low)
Mrs Low: Dont need la, just put it inside the bowl ( of laksa)
Me: HUH?!
Isabel: What??!! Er Mrs Low, you sure?!!
Me: Are you sure....?
Mrs Low ( after a second's thought) : okay, forget it, just put it seperately okay!

Heh. Imagine. fried cheesy egg swimming in laksa. Hold on to your lunch everyone.

Viking ship with Zenia, Shermaine, Michele, Jac, Grace( but left shortly after cos she had duty), Ru hui, Rina, Wen Hui, Dhiviyaa, Lynette, and I. It was great, but heart sinking at the same time. The feeling was absolutely exhilarating.
Ate and Ate and ate. All sorts. Iam not going to list it here.
And it came during the Fiesta. Of all times yea. Thank goodness no pain during the viking and the castle.
Went home sweaty, sticky, happy.
But we wont get to play a part in it no longer.
That's the saddest part.
I really gotta study now. She will kill me if she knows Iam online.

D;

Iam so bitterly disappointed. 对不起，老师。我真的对自己很失望。但我知道你不对我失望，只是自己的要求太高。
WHY？！！
Please. 我不要再忍受这件事了。
再忍受总有一天会发疯的。帮我。
Help me. I don't want to endure this anymore, not any longer than I have to.
Perhaps I lack something. But what??

我知道我的水平不阿高，但我已经尽力了。
这些，你都知道吗？
我真不希望你对我的成绩而失望。
但是我的成绩还没拿回。
如果我的成绩不理想，你会怎样呢？会对我失望呢？还是心想打死我呢？
如果成绩真不理想，我不知道怎样对待你，因为你是能使我真心用力去读好这科目。

please believe me when I say...

Listen. You don't understand when I fall ill or when I faint.
Perhaps this entity has never been well understood, and its up to me to explain why.
Its enough to have the class look at you like a weird freak because I appear so sickly.
Well Iam not. I really am not. What happened to the days when you called me ' army girl' ?
Somehow, I miss those days. Because I want to be strong, to fight against the odds.
See some people think Iam faking this to get attention.
Whoever put such a retarded notion into their heads? I'd do anything ( perhaps, with the exception of injections) to get well again, to not be so 'sickly'.
But I cant help it, can I? Its not my fault, is it?
I know I sound like I've got a serious illness. But Iam thankful I dont. At least, Iam hoping I dont. I've yet to undergo tests.
But I will. And I am. Finally, yes? There's something other than low blood pressure causing me to faint. I hope its not serious. Because Iam not sickly. I am not.

Listen to me. Because I hardly ever get to talk to you.
If I faint and fall sick a million times, will you be there for me? Or will I have faded from your mind like morning dew?

The way it seems, parents rule your life. Your life is pathetic. What you do is all within the boundaries of your parents. Of course Iam not blaming them. Its normal for parents to worry, always.
But excessive worrying? Isnt it too much?

Saw this on fran's facebook, think its quite true, actually.
Kissing is a sin
$ex is a shame,
boys get all the fun, girls get all the blame.
One night of pleasure,
for nine months of pain.
three days in the hospital with a baby to name.
boys say they love you
boys say you're fine.
but when you say," Iam pregnant"
They say its not mine!

我爱你，爱着你，
I think something's wrong with me~

Neighbour is playing that song so loudly, I really feel like throwing open the window and yelling for her to turn it down.

哈哈，我发疯了！！！！

And the forgotten words..

Iam staring at this blog post with a hundred and one things to say, but I just cant put them in words. Why?

There's so many things I want to say, have to say. Yet these words freeze in my throat because it chooses the person it wants to spill it to. And this I have no control over.

Do you understand? Because you never seem to do, even if you appear to try bridge some sort of connection. Sometimes I wonder if its the age gap. Or perhaps something else.

In the silence of the night, our dreams we must thus fight.
Oh man.

Baby, if I say I miss you, I mean it.

hold me tight,for now

You'll understand the meaning of love when you just lost it.
You'll understand the meaning of faith when you just misplaced it.
You'll understand the meaning of religion when you believe in it.
You'll understand the meaning of hope when you gain it.

I'll never understand why, why I always play the 3rd party. Iam never the one to belong, to fit in, but instead I stick out like a sore thumb. Somehow, though I'll never say it, I wish we were an even number, because that'll mean that another person won't no longer have to be lonely.

Another thing. To strangers, I learn to give limited help.

And thank you, for being there for me, for letting me cry to you over the phone during those days when it was raw and no one actually cared. And for supplementing me with your own life examples. I feel for you. I know how you feel. I know that someday, you've gotta let me go, find my own footing, and let me walk the rest of my life on my own two feet.
But till that day comes, will you hold me tight and say that you'll be there for me?
Because I cant imagine, even withstand you saying, " no, I don't have the time for you because Iam too busy."
I don't have the time for you. Those lines cut, those lines hurt.
If you do say that, prepare for me to be upset-visibly upset. You just touched a nerve, don't expect there to be no tears, because I've been crying over you every night. Every night.

Because if you don't have the time for me, who does?

outing

Met shermaine and michele at Novena MRT, I had intention to buy a school bag because mine has a large hole, and it isnt big enough =/
Went for bag 1st, then bought it, went to Cotton on. Bought a white tank with Shermaine, parents nagged like mad about how I shouldnt be buying such revealing clothes, yea, like they know anything, honestly.
Lunch at this japanese restaurant serving italian food with a twist. Michele had eel and bacon? I cant remember :( speghetti, I took the all original bolognese and shermaine took the carbonara:)
<3 it:)
Camwhored and camwhored on the seats. Super embarassing, but well, we don't even know those people :D
Rather can continue my rattling, here's some photographic evidence.
PS: Iam tired of listening to run devil run playing over and over because my media player is screwed.


Camwhoring session! :D

During Lunch <3>

Shermaine with Carbonara Speghetti, Iam with Speghetti Bolongnese

I couldnt turn the picture around, so all viewers please turn your head. Sorry. I was totally annoyed with it already, besides, I couldnt delete the photo once posted.

From left: Me, Michele Shermaine. I have little idea of shermaine giving the dao face.

I Miss you. 我想你。

I miss you.
我很想你。
Will you come back?
你再也会回来吗？
Remember how we used to say
还记得我们所说的话
That we'll keep in touch,, always?
我们一定永远的联系，
It hasnt exactly faded.
它还没真正的消灭。
But we can't be as close as we used to be.
但我们之间的关系触礁。
I want to go back to those days again.
我很希望总有一天，能回到那时代。
But will I ever be able to?
但我再也能不能实现这愿望呢？

fiction

The room was just as it looked- dim, with an occasional light that pilfered in from the window. It settled, comfortably, on the couple that were perched at the end of the bed. But it was no couple. It was a lady, evidently older, and a young girl. The girl sat with her knees drawn, her head down.
The older lady stroked her back, gradually at first, then increasing in intensity as the frequency of the girl's sobs doubled, whispering words of comfort into her ear.

The girl turned- in the faint, yet diminishing light, the girl's face was clearly seen, a ghostly oval shape tinted with large brown eyes- and streaked with tears. Her hair hung down in locks, matted with the fluid from her eyes and she wore an expression of acute horror.

"Why me?" She asked. The question pierced the air, hung in the light like a fog over an enclosed room." Why me???"
The older lady knew this to be a rheoteorical question, yet she answered.
"It isnt your fault." She said, " He came as he wanted to, nothing would've stopped him. Time will heal. "

The young girl said nothing. Her mind churned with thoughts, of fear, of thoughts of men prying at her from behind closed doors. " I don't want to have to go through this," she said, an afterthought," I want there to be some end, I need this to relieve me, fast, quicker, even."
She felt the hand of the lady sitting beside her come into contact with her left arm. " Pray."
Just one little word. Pray. The girl looked up with her in wonderment.
Pray. And so they did. Her hands clasped in front of her, her fists, white from clenching the waded piece of tissue. Upon looking up, the girl let her eyes linger on the floor for a moment, examining its intricate cuts.

" Will you hug me?"
The girl's voice came in barely a whisper. Even as she spoke, her voice trembled and shivered- shivered, just like the girl herself, thought it was a hot summer's night with no breeze.

" Yes, I will", said the older lady. With her right arm she clasped the girl round her full width of her shoulders and turned her so they were face to face. "Listen to me," said the older lady, "I understand your situation." There was little that needed to be said. The older lady got up from the bed and made for the door.
Just as her hand rested upon the brass doorknob of the door, voice spoke.
"Thank you." The girl had spoken.
The older lady stood, hands on her hips and a little smile on her face.
"No problem,"She said. Her hand turned the doorknob, and in a second, she was gone.

The little girl sat on the bed, unmoving. Slowly, she picked up a nearby pillow and tossed it against the head of the bed. She stood up and stretched. It had been a hot night, hotter than usual. The moon was full. Water was dripping from the tap.
Her eyes melted, full chocolate gushed in torrents down her face. It combined with her nose, which had sunken in, and stood, absolute straight, as her body melted down towards the floor. Her mouth, open in a scream, anguished as her body gasped for air. She looked down, and watched as her body convulsed and collapsed. Her legs disappeared, as with her arms, and soon nothing more than a head sitting in pool of what was a body remained.
Her facial features melted, and upon closer inspectiong we realise that her mouth, open in a groan, cascades, joining the pool of melted body parts on the ground, until nothing but a small puddle of her remains.
And with an almighty roar, the puddle of deathly girl emerges,and floats through the air, in droplets.

amigo... i...i

A friend.
A term. A generic term.
What, and who do we consider a friend?
The guy at the bus stop at sits next to you.
The girl suntanning on the beach a few metres away, who looks up and gives you the slightest hint of a smile.
The neighbour whom you periodically meet.
What constitutes as a friend?
A confidant, a person you trust, a person whom you know you can confide in, to talk to, without qualms.
And its strange how sometimes, friends can take different forms. Like the teacher whom I never thought would become one of my closest confidants because we speak a different language.
Like the buddy whom I met at swimming class when I was just 6 years old because I backstroke-ed into her, whacking her on her face by accident, and so having the very 1st word spoken between as as, "sorry. "

And yet, friends betray. They betray. And that hurts, doesn't it? It still pains me to know why friends back stab, why friends betray, why friends break apart.
The hypocrisy of the world.

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ blow my speakers up,
Tonight, gonna fight,
Till we see the sunlight.
Tick Tock, on the clock,
But the party don't stop no~

Sudden love for this song. I don't know why.

AEP ( 美术) is sucking up so much time!!
Time is disappearing faster than an unplugged basin filled with water.
Help.

Its been a year.
And I request a gentle plea,
That I hope you'll keep:
Will you remember me?

Its been a year
Since I last saw you
Will I have faded
like the morning dew?

Will you still remember
The times that we shar
In the bitter freezing cold
On that boat, wintery air?

If I walk up to you now
and say a word hello
Will you still remember
those times, a year ago?

Maybe if has gone,
Maybe just faded away
But I'd like to think not.
Not ever so faraway.

Its been a year.

That feeling.
Of reject, of lost hopes, of lost dreams.
Yes, what other feeling can I be describing but the feeling of a flunk exam?
Dont cry over split milk, I know that phrase all too well.
Then again, the last time I flunk exam, my tears were evident to such an outcome.
And it mocked my plight. Yes it mocked me.
Upon reflection, I don't want to blame my falling ill at such a wrong! time entirely.
Could I say its due to stress, or perhaps another reason, another motive I know not of?

Bitterly disappointed for Emath.

I could have done better.

But instead I chose to screw it up.

I thought I was the only one when I started crying during the Emath paper.

Then I realised I was probably not the only one- the teacher later mentioned that we should just forget about whatever answers we have written down for that paper and just move on.

Seems like so many of us felt the frustration in being unable to complete a paper that was beyond our capabilities.

There goes my dream of being able to DSA.

Who am I kidding??!

Chemistry and Emath tomorrow.
I will live to see the end of the day.
Yes, I will.
Iam sorry, I dont practise what I preach.
I cantD;
( what does my heart say? )

What's worse than a sore throat?
A runny nose.
What's worse than a runny nose?
A cough.
What's worse than a cough?
A combination of all three.
What's worse than a combo of all three?
A fever.
What's worse than a fever?
A fever during your exam.
AND THAT'S WHAT IAM EXPERIENCING NOW.
LIT PAPER IS TOMORROWWWWWW!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Help me, Help me. 帮我。我快要死了，不，我不能死！这次的考试，我能不能坚持到底呢？！！ 我能吗？
跟我说呀！
我们原本是好朋友，但是为什么你放弃了我呢？我又犯了什么错误使你这样对我呢？
恨不得把所有的东西哭出来，希望心理方面能够好受些。
不能，我眼眶都哭干了。

gibberish

Finally, some air, a short, short! breather before plunging into the depths of more, more more, major exams in the coming week! That includes physics, geography, literature, emath, chemistry( OMG) and Amath, for those who take it.

Iam drowning. Somebody come save my soul.

Exam exam exam.
Hate. Really.
Iam too tired to blog now.
but I shall try.
Literature test today, muscle ache super badddddd(use of additional 'd's, shows the degree of pain I am in) now. In fact, I doubt if I can write much.

And I feel bad. I really do. But I cant do nothing about it now.
Headache.

。。。。。。

今天上华文补习课，需要写作文，得到作作文的经验。作文上谈起地铁上的人民不让位给孕妇， 但是我也认为，自己有没有给自己‘让位’的机会呢？我只是靠成绩，不让自己抓紧时间，抓紧机会？ 知道今天写的作文差得很，但我不怕老师吗，只怕老师失望。考试就是下个星期！！！！

唉，我的作文还有不足的地方，真令我失望，非要不可？ 为什么别人能够考上好成绩，而我不能呢？我生命上和别人有什么不同，使他们能够考上好成绩呢？
也许，我自己误会了，自己太不理解感情，自己太愚蠢，太优秀，想法太像小孩的幼稚。
我真想改变自己的看法，但是我是否能达到父母的要求呢？能够达到我最心爱老师的要求呢？

我知道，跌下来了，应该再爬起来，不管路有多长，多困难，也应该不放弃。但是这只是用言语表达，自己真正能够达到呢？
最怕的是，华文补习老师，张老师，对我的成绩很失望，应为我再次用力也不能达到她的要求，不能达到自己的要求，使她失望，也使自己失望。
我对这件事而烦恼。

爱

爱。
就是那么的珍惜，那么的完美。
爱。
是一种感觉，是一种幸福又甜蜜的感觉，是一种美德。

为什么全世界上的人不能有自己真心爱的人呢?
是不是因为两人之间没有缘呢？还是因为自己不知道是否能够接触到爱，这字，呢？
但是，有些人认为，爱，不是那么的完美，也不是那么的美妙。
为什么他们会有这样的想法？是因为他们如爱有些隔离，认为他们这一辈子永远不能爱上别人。
可能他们遇到不好的经验，受到不理想的事，使自己不能接受以后这‘爱’这字所有的后果？
不错，爱是有点寂寞，可以使人身伤心难过，使人生命上不接受。
但是，我们应该这样想么？应该回想过去和爱的不理呢?
不，我们不应该这样想！我们应该永远记住，一定会有别的机会爱上别人，能够幸福的过着完美的生活，应为一定要记得，我们还幸福，应该勇敢地前进，不要沉默在过去的探索中！

前途是否完美，我们也不应该放弃自己，应为这才能够使自己能够有别的机会爱上别人，能够快快乐乐的活下去，应为有这种想法，才能使自己受到真正爱你的人！

心情？

I feel like typing the damned F WORD out here now. If it wasnt for the fact that some people follow my blog Iam not going to type it. Never mind. I shall write in chinese.
有些人，为了一点小事，就愿意欺负别人，欺负朋友。
我怎么导致自己所发生的事呢？难道，它真是我的错么？不，我一定相信自己，知道自己能够快速的度过这段非常时期，知道自己能够坚持到底！
但是，如果好朋友出卖了你，放弃了你， 我如何再怎么对待她呢？永远在会有机会收到别的欺负？
我应该有足够的坚强再从这是当中鼓起勇气，应该不要那么的伤心，好让自己有别的机会和朋友交谈。
你真是气死我了，恨死你了，不如，你去死了算了，这样，生命不就是完美了么？
（老师，我写的是华文字，但是我只得人可不是你啊:) )
And despite everything, some people are just not fated to be your very best friends. The truth hurts.

LoVe

Late late photos:D

Shermaine tying my hair. :D

Creation of video for Harbin Winter FAntasy tour:D

My love:)

Mum and I

L-O-V-E LOVE:)

whose's angry little girl are you?! >:(

(不知为什么，我会回想着那一天的所发生的事。
我一定要知道我还是幸福的。
我不应该怀在不愉快，痛苦的探索中。
我也知道这是很难达到的事。)

Oh yes, I know it, and I know it all too well- Its time to move on. Move on, putting your past behind you, in search of the future. I should make it a point to recollect fond memories in times of great distress. I know it, I know it! Yet why, why am I still wallowing in self pity, unable to tear myself away from what has happened?
Another thing. Thanks, all those people, who tell me that I should have done this and done that at that point in time. Damn, they think its easy, don't they? Sure, for you to sit in air conditioned comfort and just spout nonsence sure is easy. Everything is easy! Everything is sad! Lets all mourn the loss of a potential, albeit averted, disaster!
I KNOW IT!! I know what I should have DONE, but you really think you can dictate to me what I SHOULD BE DOING?!!! ALL THOSE WHOSE'S MOUTHS ARE BIGGER THAN THEIR BRAINS, STOP IT!
And also, stop trying to find out what happened to me. I'll say it now, defiantly. Our relationship ISNT AS CLOSE as you think it is. So stop acting as if it is!
气死人的态度。

哭与笑

我应该怎样想呢？应该受到伤害原谅别人吗？伤害不一定是身上所发生的伤害，而是心中受到的伤害。
而且，我是否能不能原谅这个人呢？我能吗？
有些人告诉我，应该坚持不哭，应该从这事情中作乐。这是个可行的方法。但是，我有足够的能力区坚持不哭呢？
相反的，有些人认为我应该把一切所受到的伤心难过痛痛快快地哭出来，好让身体，心里，好受些。这不但为我有好处，但是这也不适合我的性格。我如果愿意在你面前哭你就知道那是因为我相信你，相信你不会把我说的话当成笑话来看。
不如天神能送我一场春雨，那么，也许我哭了，也不容易被人发现。
我如何想别的事吗？

心情不如？

你知道我心中的苦吗？
你能了解我的心情吗？
告诉我， 为什么我不能放平心态呢？
为什么我不能把心中的苦去掉？
为什么我那么容易哭泣？
谁能告诉我，为什么我那么害怕？
为什么我不能战胜自己，勇敢地面对困难？
事情真的那么难解决吗？还是我自己心中不肯放松我所受到的苦？
不管事情是否完美，我也应该战胜自己，好不让这件事战胜我。
是，心中的苦不能完全消灭，但是我希望自己能够有足够的时间好尽力去试试。
我一定要好好地渡过这个难关，总会有一天，我就能向这件事挥手，向它告别。

wonderous beauty

The water gleamed with an uneasy sheen. It rippled along the edges of the pool, lapping at its toes and playing a game of catch-me-if-you-can with the concrete wall which, unlike the water, was full of vitality and life, and was as cold and crisp as a baked cookie.
I stood at the edge of the pool with mounting apprehension building in my chest. It had been a long time since I chanced upon such an opportunity, and this was one not to be missed. Beside me, my best friend, Yi Chuan, stood with taut grace, hands on her hips and was gazing intently at the water.
"Ready?" She asked.
With a strangled gasp, I nodded. A large fist of fear hammered away in my heart.
Without hesitation, Yi Chuan plunged, deep crests of water radiating away from the spot where her body entered the water. I spotted a distorted snake-like image that weaved its way around the bottom of the pool. Throwing caution to the winds, I took the plunge.

The water slapped me hard on the face as I inhaled a gulp of the cold water. It caught my breath and made me gasp, a innate, animalistic sound that replicated a monkey under duress. It was hard tame the pounding in my heart, but I attempted nonetheless, and to my great surprise, the water beneath my feet calmed. I felt the rigid lines of the floor make contact with the soles of my feet. My head was above the water, but only just.
I became aware of the life giving presence of the very water I was immersed in, and the environment before my eyes slowly began to take shape. I spotted Yi Chuan, just centimetres away, grinning, teeth flashed white in the light from overhead, as she waded her away towards the steps.
"Moments please, "I said, before raising my arms and letting them glide under the force of the water. I surged forward as my arms guided my sense of direction. It was comforting now, no longer cold, and it embraced me with a sense of security. I stopped short, and in a few quick, short seconds I saw what I thought was a girl standing on the far side of the pool, hair whipped around her face, and I watched her enter the pool with such grace my breath was taken away.
Underwater, her body careened through the water like a torpedo, forcing apart any obstructions with her very presence. Mermaid-like, I watched, transfixed, as she closed her eyes in sleepy slumber and remained cutting through the water, feet propelling her forward, arms pinned to her sides.
"You alright there?"
I looked up with a start. I had been still for more than 4 minutes. It was Yi Chuan, sitting up against the jacuzzi portion of the pool and paddling her legs in the cool water while bubbles ran up in torrents. Shifting away from the spot I was in, I wondered if I would be like that girl someday. If I ever could. Or perhaps, if I put in enough effort.
A figment of my imagination? I'd like to think not.

:D

老师！！！！！！您现在看我的伯克(cancel that), 博客，我好幸福啊！！:D
我爱你！:D
Hugs <3
Correction：博客。

Iam fortunate to have you as a friend, much as you are a teacher to me also:)

老师：
谢谢你的帮助， 使我勇敢地面对挫折，面对生命上的困难。谢谢你给我足够的支持，使我现在能够战胜自己，战胜别人。我知道生命上一定有不足的地方，所以非常感谢您的劝告使自己能够快速的渡过这个难关， 把过去的事情永远留在我的脑海中， 不再去想它。:)

Aish, sometimes I just hate growing up.

yesyesyes

( Looking back at our past photos, I miss all the times we spent together.)

It hasn't been very long, but I know that certain things will remain as past, I want it to remain as the past, without ever having to return to them again. But the notion of such affairs still stand, strong and true, and will, must, remain nothing more than a shadow of experience in my life, whatever the future may be.
And I must move on, purge the fear and put the past behind me, hard as it may be.

Went for extra Emath lesson in school today, Felt sick just before leaving the house, but brushed it off as insignificant. How wrong I was.
Whole of EM lesson was spent trying to prevent my eyes from closing in a faint. MC caught me and thought i was falling asleep, thanks Diane, for telling her that I wasnt well.
After class, walked like some zombie down the stairs with Shemaine and Michele. Was walking past the gallery steps when I saw Melina.
CAlled out to her to tell her that I wasnt well, couldnt stay back today. STarted seeing stars, had to lean on the wall to prevent myself from falling so fast.
Mel reached me, asked if I was okay, i think, then I don't know, but the next minute i was on the floor with Mel and Sher round me asking if I was okay. I whispered yes, but I had attracted a fair crowd, which was really embarassing- for me.
Tried to get up, failed, tried again, succeeded. Mel and Sher was supporting me, made my way to the carpark, my mum was alr there waiting for me.
MC wanted to give me a lift, bless her, but there was no need to cos my mum was alr there.
Went home, bones aching like mad. Came down with a fever of 39 degrees.

I want to talk to someone, talk to someone I KNOW so awfully badly, but there's no one to listen, no one who wants to listen to me, all this pent up frustration is annoying me so much, I want to scream or cry or pour it out to someone I know well but there's no one willing to listen!! There's no one who will listen, wants to listen, can listen, bothers to listen!!! 

...(elipses)

I am very unsettled. I am super afraid. I am also extremely scared. Why must this happen?! Of all people, me? Much as I try to erase that image from my mind, I still can picture it, as vivid and clear as it was during that time itself. And when I try to cut it out, the image of a knife slices into my mind, bouncing and rolling forward like a bowling ball, so that it crashes into the front my my mind.

Please God, help me. 

谢谢老师

To a teacher, who is more than a teacher to me:
Thanks for always being there. For being a shoulder to cry on, for listening to all my problems and woes, especially during THIS period of time. You have always been concerned for me, my welfare, my interests.
谢谢你愿意当我的倾诉对象，有不愉快和辛苦的可以跟你说。我爱你:D

isthistrue

Never, never in my whole life had I ever envisioned something of this sort to happen. I cant believe it, it happened so fast, I had little time to react. Iam afraid now, so very afraid, of what my future may speak of, of what may lie in wait for me. Yes, Mrs Low is right, more of these may cross my path in the future. So I guess my best option right now is to stay strong, fight with my head instead of my fists and be a gentleman- or woman.
And then I remembered. Friends, teachers- they're all there for you, to help you, to be your listening ear. But friends give back in return. I don't know whether I can give back what I receive from my friends- and that makes me sad.
But still, thank you, all, for being a shoulder to cry on and for being there to listen to me. I may need you again, will you still be there?

I hate being the third party. Why cant I just be someone who isnt the 3rd party for a change? Why don't you try being the 3rd party for once? How about seeing things from my point of view?

You never know a person until you climb into his skin and walk around in it. Isnt that so true? 

Chinese Oral tomorrow. I am damn scared. Even though my chinese friend says to keep calm and excel. Urgh.
I can do it. I can do it.

Ohreally?Isthatthecase?

You know, its always a frightening prospect to think that come September, all of us will have to walk under a dark and menacing cloud of the O levels. And indeed these fears are very real, much as I would throughly like to believe otherwise.

Come hell or high water, we would still have to undergo this pressure, this pressure, the sensation of having to drink from a fire hose. I can feel it, and the thing that worries me most is- what if I cant handle that pressure? What if I decide to commit suicide during the last minute or something? I don't know, I could just be raving mad and spouting nonsence.

Also, what if I disappoint someone I really, really, honestly, want to please? Someone I admire? Who always tells me to jia you and that she'll always be there for me and be my listening ear? What if I disappoint her?

I don't want to contemplate the consequences.

I swear I hate cramps. 

And its so sad that CCA's ending, Just when I found such a wonderful CCA also. 

I feel so torn up, Iam living 2 different lives. I know Iam not THAT interested in some things you may be interested in, but Iam interested to hear about them also, you know? I wish I was included. 

AA outing at Sentosa

I learnt a new quote: Why fart and waste it when you can burp and taste it.
Learnt it from AA yesterday. Okay, I promised I'd blog didn't I? So I shall.

Met Melina at 9.45 at the bus stop adjoining the 7-11 outside my school. Went in to buy her eye drops, then headed into the school where we realised we were the few early birds who arrived.
Waited for a while till about 10 ++, then boarded the bus bound for Vivo City. Once there, walked through the mall and waited while the ex co went and bought the tickets for the entry into Sentosa.
The tram there was packed full, I was squashed like some sandwich while Melina tried to support me with her arm, together with Bajeela, who was also hanging onto Mel like a support, in which, Mel noted, that the 'only thing that was supporting us was her pinkie' :) I was beginning to feel faint (Omg, not now..), but thank goodness the fresh air I managed to get a whiff of at each station revived my oxygen starved brain.
Upon arrival, played what we know as the Rope Game, where a piece of raffia string was supposed to be passed from body to body(" i know, don't think sick here) without our hands having to be released.
I think it was the Blanket game next, where we had a blanket placed between 2 opposing groups and a rep sent to sit in front of the blanket. The moment the blanket is removed, each group is supposed to guess the other's name 1st.
Was it charades next? I think so=/ Iam losing my memory.
After that was taboo, I think, and then dog and bone. Somewhere in between we played Protect the King with water guns, and it started to rain, so that game had be postponed to a late timing.
Thanks so much to Tsi Yuan, Melina Unnie <3 and Wen Hui( the lazy xD) and many many others for making me feel so welcome in AA. That's the best decision I've made this year.

I <3 All of You <3

AA outing, yet to be updated

Went for AA outing today at Sentosa, came back sandy, sweaty and happy (rhymes right?!) wil blog more the next time. I cant seem to think clearly now.

will you?

You used to be so close to me, yet now, what? I feel your very presence as cold, as cold and cutting as a winter breeze, with an intensity matching to that of the very air.

Why, why, may I plead, have I done? To hurt you the way you are hurting me now? I thought that you'll always be there for me, yet your words seem as fragile as a sheet of glass, and delicate as a baby, as brittle as it may be also. To what do I owe this sudden displeasure?

The tears I have shed because of you simply justify the pain I have endured in this painful, yet unknown seperation. It also justifies something else, that I have placed much faith in you, so much that for me to tear myself apart from you tears also a portion of my heart away. No. I don't want to undergo this.

I miss how you and I used to talk like the differences between us were nothing but seamless cracks that have sealed itself with time. But apparently, they have reopened, only to be an even more yawning and deeper than it ever was before. And this only goes to show that even as hard as I pray each night that our friendship may bond, it may never truely recover.

I did hope that it would stand the test of time, hope that time will heal all wounds. And this also goes to show that the memories of us together will still be held on to dearly. My tears will be evidence to such an outcome.

crashed phone

I hate my phone.
It decided to retire on me, all my contacts are gone. Please, message me your contacts back again pls. Using spare phone now.
What hurts most is that all the messages cant be read. And some of those messages mean alot, ALOT, to me. It hurts to lose them.

Love you:)

I Love you too, Melina Unnie :D

Iam glad that at least someone out there cares, even if most don't.

To Mel, with ♥

Its so strange. After like, what, 3 years in being in a CCA where hardly anyone cared about my psychological wellbeing, CCA has made a 180 degree turn. And yet, its hardly been 4 weeks since I 1st joined, but the people in there are so welcoming of a new member, so warm, so friendly. Sometimes, I wonder why I didnt join this CCA earlier. No , let me get this straight- I don't hate my previous CCA. Its just that sometimes, I feel( this is purely my personal opinion) that it'll do everyone good if they simply opened up a bit more and be more welcoming of new members.
But this has indeed left me with a learning experience.
I've learnt, for one thing, that sometime life can be cruel. But no matter how cruel life gets, there is always that 50% chance that someone out there will be some I can clique with, someone out there whom I love.
I'd say this, she's sweet and gentle, with a big heart and a cheerful desposition. Much as I would like to say thank you for all that she's done for me and with me thus far, there are, and will always be, certain things that can never be expressed in words. Gratitude, for an instance. And there are many many more like her I have yet to thank, just that she's the one who has made the greatest impact on me all this time. And I'll admit, I dread the day I have to step down from CCA.
Thanks Melina, I love you <3, my dearest Unnie <3








I know iam not that close to you all. But I want to be. Cant you see?

yeayeathestalker

Fk the parental controls. Now I cant reply tags to ANYONE or even get into ANYONE's blog. Screwed up, so freaking pissed off.
Told my dad to unlock the blogs so I can get in, his reply was, " NO! why should I? I only allow you to get into your friends' blogs, not everyone's blogs!"
I just wanna type the F word out here now, in caps. I don't really care if anyone thinks iam the goody-to-shoes who won't type vulgarities. Because I will use them in extreme provacation.

ahahahaha

And yes, VAT is finally over!! :D :D Lets rejoice everyone:) I know, the gloom of coursework:(

Hehs. Iam in school now actually, waiting for the queue to shorten. Due to the fact that each student has 30 pages, the printer isnt exactly a state of the art model, the printing is going to take some time, indeed. Iam the 6th one, and Shermaine's the 7th one on the list. OMG. Miss Keriann is in the room now. I gotta go. NOW. 

I was just joking about the commiting suicide part. Don't have to take it so seriously!! 

Had many, many english periods today. Fried my brains a little. Seeing that they're singed, I doubt I have much of a chance in taking in tomorrow's lesson.
Morning, met Melina during HHF. Waved at her, yet she didnt see me. I was waving to a wall:(
Lunch, met Melina again, I think she was doing some CIP thing for senior citizens.She stole the rice from my plate and milo from my cup:( Hehs.
After AEP ended at 5.15pm, I walked out and met her again:D Just outside school. Listening to Oh by SNSD:D
Me: Omg, what song is that? Its damn familiar!
Melina: Haha its oh.
Me: OHHH Ohhh ohhh!! I got it! Its OH!
Melina: Its oh what, I just told you/
Me: OHhh. I see. OHh, OHH!! Its 'OH'!1
Melina: :D :D

Strange, is it me, or am I slowly being consumed by the Korean culture around me, like a monster voraciously sucking me up? When I hang out with Shermaine and Michele during recess and sometimes, during class, I hear them mention about SHINee.

And actually I'll admit that Key isnt all that bad looking, seriously. Alright alright, he's GOOD looking. ( i'd better correct my words before Shermaine gives me a black eye xD)
When I go for AA, its Melina (senior) who's another great SHINee fan. Hehs. Alright. I'll allow myself to be absorbed in this culture and see for myself the results:)

chinesechinese

You know, I've always wanted to learn chinese well. Why? Because I love China. I do. And Iam not afraid to say so. Just that setbacks sometimes refrain from allowing us to love something or someone. And why? As far back as my memory goes, I've been english educated. And it amazes me that some people can speak chinese so fluently without even a hint or a trace of fear.

Somehow, I wish I could do the same. But Iam ashamed, compressed by my own fear of being the gentle butt of their jokes, even as I know that I ought to put my best foot forward and do what I think is right, regardless of what others may think.

But all these require courage. And, unshamedly as it might be to proclaim such a fact, I don't possess that courage. THAT courage. That courage to stand up and go against the flow of normality and pursue my desires? Yes, I know, ' The one thing that doesnt abide by majority rule is a person's conscience'. I know, talk is easy, but ACTION IS TOUGH. Action is tough I say!!

And another thing. Is it my opinion... or are... friendships problems creeping up on me?

I don't know what happened that day
That hurt you all so bad
Was it because I was moody,
Or simply cos I was sad?

Would you like to tell me
All you think I've done
To rid myself of better friends,
A story just begun?

I guess it partly is my fault
but you ought to have played your part also,
I don't see no connection with you
As if Iam but a shadow.

But through it all I've seen that all my
Friends take you as their own
While I stand apart from them
A loner left alone.

To all those buddies just like me
I'd like to say goodbye
Because I think its sad to feel
Lonely enough to die.

I'd walk the streets of Heaven
Where all like me agree,
I'd be like all the other kids
And there'd be a friend for me

Last dental appointment

Just removed my braces, its honestly really comfortable without it, but physically, Iam fine, its just a psychological feeling I guess. Another phase in my life is yet over, but I cant seem to get a hold of it. I know that physically speaking, removing my braces is a good, a wonderful thing, but inside Iam really sore because I miss my orthodontist so bad, honestly.

Today was my last ever visit, I was sad, but I kept a cheerful face.

Me: Hello:)
DL: Hello, come come, julyn, sit down:)
Me: Baoyi's supposed to come today but she met with a little accident.
DL: HUH?! She okay or not?!!
Me: Ya she's fine, only that her arm's in a sling so she cant come today, she says she wanted to come to let Dr Yong check her teeth.
(Dr Yong comes in)
Me: (smile)
DL: ( a pause, looks at teeth)
DL: Wah nice already, I dont feel like taking out leh!
Me: Haha why?
DL: You love me right?
Me: Yes, but-
DL: So you should leave it on for another year right?
Me: Haha, sure...
DL: Ready????
Me: ( looks in alarm at the clippers)
DL: Dont so jing zhang( nervous) la..
( a pause as clips break apart wires holding brace together, another pause as I watch in amazement. My entire brace came out in one piece.)
DL: Out already! :)
Me: (tries to feel teeth, but finds it numb)
DL: okay, dont move, Iam gonna start the motor to spray your teeth k?
(a few minutes of high pitched squeaking, more squeaking, water flying in eyes, watching the 2 dentists ( DL and assistant) loom over me......)
DL: How old are you and Baoyi this yr ah?
Me: mmmphhhhh shixtin...
DL: sixteen? Ohh okayyy..
( a pause)
Me: Urghhhh( tastes blood)
DL: Go rinse!
( another pause as the doctors watch me rinsing)
Me: I feel weird...
DL: ( laughs) you'll be feeling weird for a while:)
( assistant prepares a mixture to make a mould)
DL: (holds a green tray of plaster-ish thing) I want you to bite into this okay? I say bite 1st then you-
Me: (bites)
DL: NOT MY HAND!!! My hand I want one okay!
Me: oops..
DL: you ah.
Me: Sorry sorry sorry sorry.
DL: (jams plaster onto teeth)
Me: (whimpers)
DL: I take the bottom one okay?
Me: (nodds)
Dr Yong, who had been standing at the corner watching.
DY : What happen to Baoyi?
Me: A little accident, She's fine now:)
DY: Good good:)
DL: Done! Go rinse?
Me: (rinses)

Oh here comes the best part.

Me: Dr Loh?...
DL: Yes?
( all the doctors were in the room at that moment for some reason or another)
Me: (feeling awkward as I was speaking to a whole crowd) Erm, you know so many people always find dentists so scary and frightening and they've always been thought of as terrors...
DL: Ya i know, so sad right:(
Me: But after this, I know for a fact that that's not true at all. I love all of you, you all have changed my perception of dentist totally, you all are really, honestly nice :D

I didnt quite expect this.

DL: ( a split second pause) AWWW SO SWEEEET!
DL: (rushes forward and grabs me in a hug)
Me: ( couldnt really react, my arms were pinned to my sides, but I returned the hug as much as I could)
DL: THANK YOU! thank you for giving me such wonderful feedback okayy! I wanna hug and kiss you!
Me: Oh er.. haha?
DL: (flying kiss)
Me: ( flying kiss back)
DY (Dr Yap, another dentist): Come, lets take xray?
Me: Okayyy:)
( Takes xray)
Me: See you okay?
DL and DY: (comes out to the reception, meets my dad paying up)
DL: Helllo daddy?
Me: ...
DL: Aiyo you know julyn gave me such g8 feedback I wanna hug her?
Me: HAha, sure sure:)
Dad: She likes you what!
Me: ......
Dad: Finishes paying
Me: Okay, bye then, seee you in 6 months time!
DL: Okayy, bye then:) (waves vigourously)
Me: (waves back)

Iam gonna miss her so bad, infact I already do. Why is it that i always miss someone after I know Iam not going to see them again?

My 400th post.
Went for mockingbird play yesterday @ Drama Centre Theatre. Didnt exactly know who I was intending to meet. Had a rather awkward dinner (because I wasnt close to the people I was having dinner with). The play was okay I guess, just that I think they could have improved on the props a little. Actually you know what, Iam in no mood to recount anything happy now. Forget it.
I honestly want to write all those problems that have been bugging me for ages, but I cant, because I know if I do, someone out there is going to get hurt.

Are you truly happy?

What is true happiness? Can anyone here claim to be honestly, truly happy? Seems like sayings such as ' Iam on cloud 9' hardly exist anymore. After all, what do we consider happiness?

Spotted a little primary one girl skipping and singing along today, saying something like, "Iam happy, so happy.. no one in the world but mee......" And that gave me inspiration for this post.

How often are we happy these days? Way back in those days when we were overwhelmed with happiness at the thought of a simple walk, an unexpected ice cream treat, or even the simple joy in watching a rainbow appear on a rainy day. Where are those days? When we do not indulge in the simplicities of life? Yes, we can appear happy, say we feel happy, and even feel happy, at that point in time.

But then a dark shadow of disappointment always crops up at the wrong time, sealing out our happiness. I don't know if its the complexities of life or what, but yes, its hard to be happy in today's world. What we ought to do is to become like a child again and marvel at the simply joys of a hot bath, of a sunshiny day, of a unexpected treat, whatever it may be. If only we could.

VAT is due on 1st March D; D; and I've way over my word limit already.
During character education (CE) lesson today, we were supposed to talk about our changes in life and how we cope with them. Changes, changes, changes, what seemingly mundane changes may turn out so different...... so different.. Its beyond our wildest immaginations to even dream up such a change. Then again, changes occur when we least expect it to...
Borrowed To kill a mockingbird from the library, watched it and in the symmetry, watched a man getting lynched.. isnt it so crying sad? Why do humans discriminate against others?
Cry about the way the world works? About the way ' humans treat other folks without stopping to think they're human too? '

Why can't I go to church? Why?! I dont see the logic. We're learning about God, aren't we? What right has my parents to play the role of 'satan' and stop me??

Blessed Chinese New Year;)

Chinese New Year Reunion with family today. Sweet gathering really, because my cousin and I dont really get to meet all that often, but maybe now that Iam going to church I will. Yesterday was a fair amount of visiting and more visiting. I dont really mind, however, since I dont see them but once a year.
Day 1
Met at around 4.30pm, visited 2 old friends of my mum.Went to the Marina Barrage,enjoyed the view for a bit, Had dinner there.
Day2
Met at round 5.10, sat round and chatted with my cousin till 6.30, went for dinner at Chun Kee restaurant (I hope choon khee is reading this ! :D). Gave cousin hug then left.

Blessed Chinese New Year everyone!!!
Had reunion dinner this evening, watched the photoshoot for my Harbin trip with relatives and tossed the yu sheng. Not bad really, considering the fact that I used to hate yu sheng when I was really young because the taste was bitter. Also replayed the photos from my aunt's camera, which were from her own America trip +China trip.

Mum bought a dress for me, although she knows perfectly well that I don't wear dresses, she made me get one-.- But actually, she makes sense. Iam a girl, am I not? Since I went shopping with Kim, Averil and Natalie the other day, I think its time I start changing my ways a bit. Maybe I'll wear a skirt for visiting tomorrow. Oh wait. I dont have a choice. Mum will make me, anyways.

Help help help. I have so many things to blog on but there's so little time.

- self awareness camp( minus all that our teacher told us will remain within our class)

- Dental appointment on 1 Feb



Dental Appoinment

Last ever appointment on the 1 feb before my braces go off.

Me:hello!

Dr Loh: Hello! Smile?

Me: (huh?!) *Smiles*

DL: WAh so straight already!

Me: ... its okayy la, its like buck teeth now.

DL: Its okayy la, come lie down.

Me: *lies down*

DL: how's baoyi's retainers?

Me: Erm they were shaking...

DL: *stops her actions abruptly, looks at assistant, who pretends to faint*

DL & Assistant: AGAIN?!!!!!!

Me: I don't think they fell out!!!!!!!

DL: Better not, if not I heart attack laaaa

ME: HAHAHAHA

DL: you want see my heart attack is itt?!!!!

Me: NOOOO!!!

DL: so did her bridge fall out or not?

Me: I cant say, I dont think it did la.

DL: Alright, I shall make it more painful for you. * grips metal bit with tool*

Me: *whines*

DL: Haha You going to tell me now?

Me: NoNONO, I AM a loyal friend!

DL: Sigh, after you go I will have no more spy on me already laaa!

Me: HAHAthere'e always Grace...

DL: Oh ya, okay okay, I shall now focus on grace:)

Me: .........

DL: Done! Fix your appointment next month with Joyce outside okay? Your retainers appointment also:)

ME: Okay, seeya!!

DL: Gong xi fa cai happy neew year!

Me:Same to you too!

Aish. I WILL MISS DR LOH LIKE CRAZY.



Sec 4 Self awareness camp

Embarked on a camp from the 5Feb to the 6 Feb, mostly learnt about ourselves.

Most memorable part of the camp was when we spoke about 12 values, which was basically a reflection of what we held closest to our hearts. And since it was a subject that we all felt sensitive, there were lots and lots of tears and tissues.
But aside from the fun and laughter there were other serious issues that had to be looked into- Our L1R5 grade, for eg. And I should think this is no laughing matter. There's just too many things to do in too little time.

Woohoo~~~ Sec 4 Self Awareness camp tomorrow!! Will be back on Saturday:D

Heard that SHINEE is here, wish that Shermaine and Michele got their chance to see their beloved :) Anyway they did :)

Desperate: Chinese tuition tmr, almost 12am, and I haven't finished studying my CHINESE TING XIE! DEAD DUCK. AND SHERMAINE AND MICHELE ARE COMING MY HOUSE TMR AND I DUN HAVE TO RUN BECAUSE OF THAT!! :D :D

So many commitments, so little time. I've never been in such a dilemma before, I promise. How am I to choose between my CCA and AEP? Help me.

Things to get done:
Lit test tomorrow (AHHHHHH)
AEP tomorrow, bring junk drive
CCA tmr.
EM hmk undone.
Shitttt man.

Faithhopelove

How we live our lives, wandering aimlessly amongst all things around us, we see people, our friends, rise and soar, they acomplish things that we think we cannot, why? Living each day at a time, living each moment, as if it you have an eternal life, enjoying not the crests and troughs of lifestyle, enjoying not the joys of being on this earth while others yearn this lost opportunity. Do we aim to live a life of lost, forgotten, crushed hopes and dreams? Do we yet not realise the limitations of a human heart, and the limitations of humans themselves? What do we aim to do in life, without a talent? Talent, a God given gift to everyone, yet we must find and search for it, through happiness and displeasure, and do not think that God has never bestowed you with a gift- for you are wrong, He has. Above all be at peace with yourself and always strive to be happy, even if the people around you let you down or turn the other cheek, remain true to your morals and your heart. Do not find hurt in nursing any broken heart if someone turns you down, for they have themselves to blame, they have themselves a conscience they have wronged, for you are not, therefore do not be unhappy.
We are no less than anything on this earth, we have a right to be where we are, so be blessed, live life, and be at peace with God, no matter what you do.

Chinese Tuition this morning, omg, the chinese teacher is super cute (not in the urhmm sense). I was speaking to her about my trip to Harbin and when I mentioned that I've also been to Dalian, the city where she's from she was so shocked, as if its uncommon to be visiting such places. I only remembered that she said something about returing to China in a year or so, and asked if I would like to join her when she returns back there and I'll have free board and lodging too because she wants me and my family to stay with her/near her so that I'll be able to experience China in the spring, summer, autumn and winter months. I honestly wish that's true okayy! Omg I really wish I could. That'll mean that I have to stay there for like, a year or so to experience the whole thing. But don't you think its so cool if I could?! I doubt its more than an empty dream though, and that's really sad. But maybe someday, someday, I'll be able to migrate there and live in a place where our ancestors once were......


I dont understand why people always give me that 'face' when I tell them I like China. Its so annoying.

Pls don't come, pleaseeee don't come, I know you're meant to come today but please dont, I have CCA tomorrow.
Sian. Literature test coming up next week, reminds me that there's a new timetable next week too, Iam praying that there's no double period of lit on Monday, because we'll have less time to study for the test then. Aish. Haven't done all those character analysis for Bob Ewell and Heck Tate, strange isnt it? Imagine your name is Heck. WHAT THE HECK. I mean, thank goodness its only a character from a make belief story. Wonder what Harper Lee would say if she knew that millions of people had to study her book.

RAWR. WHY DID U DELETE IT. And I miss Xiaobei in Together. He's damn cute. Omg do I have a liking for chinese guys or what?

I wanna give up, but I cant.
I wanna put it behind me, but I cant.
Nothing, not one, seems to be turning out right.
Can I just throw it down and dont bother? I want to,
but NO! I cant!
I'am stuck with it for another 9 months. You all know what it is.
AEP PROJECT, DRIVING ME UP THE WALL >.<

one big sigh

Our english teacher sprang a surprise Eng compo test on us today-.- and I crapped as much as I could. Ended up crapping 2 pages, Iam sure I'll end up with a surprise scolding :(
Super sian, congratz to the sec 4 of 09' who did so well the sch declared a holiday on monday:)
AEP getting more and more crazy, more work intensive, lesser hours to study and do other things. And there's always an element of friendship problems. To all those, please, I tell you , coming up with a design for a T shirt for the entire class is no easy feat. Dont make it any harder for us, because we're having enough problems as it us. And finally, I see a different side of a person, someone whom I normally thought as responsible and trustworthy.. is actually.. not, sad to say. What should I do? 我如何对待她呢?

I HATE YOU I HATE YOU TO THE MAX WHY DONT YOU SHUDDUP AND STOP ACTING LIKE YOU'RE SO FREAKING SMART AND GOOD FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE.

Pmo. mark your words? Why should I? You dont mean ANYTHING to me at all.

Ohpleasesparemeofthisnightmare

And now.. entering the World of Horror.. so sit tight and buckle up!
Living nightmare, sec 4 is. Its the year of remedials, supplementery classes, high expectations, writing writing and writing, studying till our brains pop, tuition classes, CCA's, grades etc etc, you name it. Being, living the day to day life of any average student is like trying to drink water from a fire hose- the pressure, you know. Its excruciating, terrifying, horrifying, petrifying... Everything's shoved up your nose in one go- the teachers expect you, to CHANGE YOUR WRITING STYLE from our standard to a standard that's higher than the clouds, higher than the moon, higher than the stars. And the teachers become more strict, more fierce, more demanding... Its no wonder people commit suicide from stress.
Iam no genius either. We all learn sooner or later that we should just suck it up and move on. Thing is, we're not moving ANYWHERE. Its like running on a treadmill, forever trying to go forward, but being constantly pulled back by a force that overpowers you.
Running in this race, its all about I overtake you, you overtake me, I-trip-you-up-so-that-i-can-go-1st, what's wrong with the world?! Has everything become so competitive? Where were the day where people could just lie on a deckchair and watch the world go by?

O's this year D; And this is the last day of our holidays. Wont be seeing me on so often now, probably only during weekends.

Good or bad?

Just saw all those awesomely unglam photos of me on Sabrina's blog. I miss the cold weather.
Its true when they say that sometimes you can't put something behind you, no matter how large the time difference is between them. And dreams, yes the strange dreams, of being in that winter wonderland sometimes creep up upon me again like a giant spider. And the memories, both good and bad, come flooding back. That sickening feeling that envelops your heart and yanks it down to the depths when you realise that you're back from a holiday and reality slams into your face? It happens all the time, the novelty wears off and exposes a layer of harsh reality, even more blinding than snow itself, that you don't want to face it, but you have to.
And yes, I say memories, but I've yet to figure out whether they are really happy memories. There's always so many things and people, 8 days almost seems too short, and before you know it its over. And the making of friends, the regret of not wanting to leave them behind. So I find myself clinging on to photos and memories alone, not wanting the days to go by, because with each day that passes by its another day taking me further from those I miss most.
So sometimes, i wonder if the regret and sadness that enshroudes us at the end of a holiday is really worth it, or is it better not to go at all?
Innocence is strange? Its always used as a good connotation, but it always has a deeper, underlying meaning. So innocence really isnt innocence at all?
But its true, Innocence is bliss, isnt it? Though I know that someday you'll be a memory enbedded in my soul. But not now.

I don't want school to start on Monday. I do not.