ドーモアリガトー、ミスターロボト Dōmo arigatō, Misutā Roboto!

Have a nice Teacher's Day and Sept. holidays (:

*****expletive laden entry ahead*****

Today was the last day of the exams for me. As I had wanted to make something personal for teacher's day gifts, I went down to Spotlight today after school, alone, to buy my supplies. After buying my supplies I went to the Dhoby Xchange place and bought one of those weird '70s hairbands and a bangle, both of which I will probably give away after Thursday.

Anyway I took a bus home. I sat behind the exit doors where the seat was elevated and I coild see the people in front. As I was on the bus, this weird ass fat 50 year old like guy came on at the bus stop opposite Hotel Pheonix along with his weird ass looking mother who was waving one of those huge non-retractable like umbrellas around. I didn't like the look of them. The guy went to the middle of the bus and went to tap his card before the Orchard Boulevard stop and then he didn't get off >( (the only thing I can think of that suffices). Okay?! Fare cheat. All the more I took offense; plus he and his mother took up 4 seats.

Then he started to do something damn weird. He undid his belt and stuffed his hands down the front of his pants. What. the. fuck?! I've stopped swearing since Sec 1, but that is the only phrase to accurately convey my thoughts. I was furious! But the guy stopped almost right after so I watched him, especially his hands, to make sure he didn't do it again.

Then at the stop opposite Borders, this pseudo hipster came on and looked like he was about to sit next to the guy, and all I could think of was 'yes yes yes! Then he won't dare try anything funny.' Instead Mr Hipster came and sat next to me, oblivious to how much I was seething, with his pretty blue iPod. I swear, if you saw you me then would would have seen muta-gen like fury rays emanating from me.

Anyway I was damn pissed and outraged, and the guy kept standing up and down and looked like he was pleasurising himself against the seat in front (where his equally batty mother sat) and shifting from seat to seat, but he didn't seem to be doing anything funny with his hands. After what seemed like the longest and most pissing ride of my life, that weirdo got off with his mother at Holland V. That was not the end of it. I was glad to see the back of them, but fuck! They left a present behind. An adult diaper. Beneath the seat. Yellow inside. FUCK!

I was even angrier. At first I thought he was a pevert, but it turned out he was some mental patient or something. Still this 'mental patient' had enough presence of mind of cheat on his bus fare, suspicious no? Anyway to take out his diapers meant that he also had to pull down his pants. That still makes him a pevert. Asshole! I pity the other people who had to endure the diaper and clean it up. That was one bus ride I'll never forget.

I am still pissed.

I was in the library yesterday with Karmy and Hannah, waiting for the O level orals to start, when I chanced upon the '97 yearbook. Because I had lost my yearbook for that year, well, years ago, I went to look inside and try to find myself, then I recieved a big shock when I saw the girl standing in front of me in the picture - someone I thought I had never heard about till I went to secondary school!

Intrigued I went to look at the name list at the bottom of the picture and found a whole bunch of names that I currently recognised, but could not recall ever knowing till I had grown older, along with those who I completely could not remember at all.

People like Celestine, Jacinth, Dawn Loi and many others - I didn't even remember them at all! Some like Shu Wen, Nicole, Karmy, I all remembered. Other like a mysterious 'Yvonne Lee' and a 'Yeo Yun Jing', I don't even recall such a person ever existing! The little I remembered of Pri 1 was being sent out of class, everyday, all the time. I used to make the most amount of noise and always got sent out of class, why, I can't say I remember!

Anyway that was more than 9 years ago, and if I didn't recall such a person it obviously meant that they never meant much to me anyway or did anything significant at that time. Still nowadays when I pass by my ex-pri school classmates, especially the ones I remember from P5-6, I can't help but wonder if they remember me at all, or even my name!

Worse still when you share a class with other girls. Obviously they know you exist and you know they exist, yet there's this aura of awkwardness when you pass by them on the corridors and you and her are both by yourself - or is it just me that feels this? Instead you and her both pretend that the other doesn't exist, they you don't know them at all. Sadder still when you pass by someone that used to be a friend, but drifted away so much that you two just 'ignore' each other (though this has never quite happened to me, but to other girls, my friends either left MGS after PSLE or still wave to me).

Anyway yes, enough weird pseudo-philosophical musing for now - I have a Lit exam tomorrow! ACK.

Oh my gosh! I just had a power outage in my house!

It was so weird, one moment I was preparing to watch something on youtube!, the next I was surrounded in darkness, and I am AFRAID of the dark!

So I grabbed my handphone and went out of the house, I later called my own house so awaken some RA (reponsibile adult) and down came my grandfather. Anyway I ended up just turning the switch in the power box and my sleepy grandfather went up. However I know that a power outage happens when there's a sudden power surge, ie: something malfunctioned...

I have no idea what malfunctioned and I shudder to think it can happen again :/

Oh yes! While I was digging through my camera (I had to use it to take pictures of my drawing) I also found this:

I forgot to post this earlier. Anyway meet 'QING SHUANG (cool)', the bastard x1,000,000 child of Lay's Classic chips. I found this at the Prime Supermarket near my grandmother's place in Lorong Ah Soo. There was also a 'Lemon Flavor'. The cucumber flavour (okay I'm sick of using the American shortened version) tasted like well. Eating a cucumber. One that was bad for you. And it had a sort of menthol flavour at the end, I guess that's where the 'cool' bit comes in.

As for the Lemon flavour, it didn't taste like lemons at all. It tasted a little like the cucumber one, but with a little more zing/kick/crack cocaine to it and it had a menthol like aftertaste to it.

STRANGE!

I drew a picture of Murrue Ramius today (: I'm pretty pleased with the results, I haven't drawn a proper original picture since goodness knows when (probably Sec 2 - art class)

Hello. I am back. I know the whole purist music thing sounds damn snobby, but man it really annoys me, espeically when they play that damned song all the time! I'm sick of hearing it already! Thank goodness I stopped listening to the radio, even my alarm clock is set to the BBC now because I was fed up by being woken up by rap music everyday. No. You are bloody Singaporeans who have had practically everything delivered to you. You do not 'get' rap. There are no ghettos or slums in Singapore. You've had an excellent education and adequate care from the nanny like government. All you 'hos and muttaf**kers are in Geylang. Additionally calling people 'peeps' and girlfriends 'boos' is silly and should be left to deluded lower secondary kids.

And I have no idea why I am ranting pointlessly. I think it's the fact I've been stuck at home since Tuesday night and am totally bored. I also started watching anime, as a testament to how bored I am. I have finished The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya and the existing english subbed NANA episodes (recommeneded by Karmy), despite the fact that I said that the only anime I would watch was Gundam SEED/Destiny.

I am still not bored enough to watch Naruto, Prince of Tennis or the weirdly titled Bleach, mainly because they all sound pretty lame. I also reread my entire old collection of Love Hina manga, minus the last one which I had yet to buy back in 2004. If I get seriously bored enough I'll start reading the Gundam SEED Astray X manga that Suat bought for me - in old style (fan ti zi) chinese. I also have no idea why I am bolding so much stuff.

I also watched Jarhead and am about 5/8 of the way through The Cider House Rules by John Irving. Mind you, I. Am. In. The. Middle. Of. My. Pre-lims!!! Ack. I don't know why I can't seem to have the right mindset to study, but at the same time I studied even before the Pre-lims and now it's like, I have so much time :/ Sigh. I am in a right weird fix.

Okay I just heard I Write Sins, Not Tragedies, again. I am so bloody sick of that song! Now I understand why Angeline and Stephanie get pissed off when something goes mainstream. It's like, all of a sudden you have 10,000,000 people talking about Brandon Urie (I couldn't remember his name last time anyway, to be fair, all I remembered was that it sounded like urea) and saying how they lurrrve Panic!/*insert former indie band* and how they're "sure I'll love whatever other songs they have, because I totally love their music". That was an actual quote from someone, try guessing who.

Anyway point being: I am annoyed! I mean I'm no superultimatefantastic fan of Panic! but damn. I sure do get annoyed when people who ordinarily would not have been listening to Panic! start listening to it because it's on the American top who-knows-what chart. If it was playing in a CD store with no MTV coverage, I'm pretty sure most people who heard it would think they were weird and not listen to their music, but hey! Suddenly listening to Panic! is totally cool and totally in!

And for the record I started listening to them before I even heard they went mainstream (like you couldn't figure that out), because the title 'Lying is the Most Fun a Girl can have Without Taking her Clothes Off' piqued my curiosity.

Anyway I Write Sins, Not Tragedies isn't their best song in my opinion. So there.

Hello (:

I have the next few days off from school because I don't take those subjects being tested; my next paper, Bio practical, is on Monday.

I still can't believe I passed Chinese.

Okay I am floored. Flabbergasted. I just saw my two favourite characters from Gundam SEED on eBay, and it ain't too good. One was half naked and the other was making out with... Kira Yamato?! O.O

Oh. My. Gosh.

I passed Chinese!!! I seriously can't believe it. I still feel like it's a dream. I really did very badly for my composition and oral (not to mention paper 2, but that can't be actively verified), the only thing I did quite okay for was listening... so how could I possibly have passed?

Today was SS and Math 1. Today I was also very sick because either I'm so stressed out that my body is reacting violently, or that I eat something dubious last night, either way I literally had non-stop tummy aches from 8AM to 2PM today, when Ianthe's mother graciously sent me home and I took 3 of those charcoal pills. I really felt so weak by the time Math rolled about all I wanted to do will lie down and rest through the entire Math paper, but through God's grace (and totally weird sense of humour) I managed to survive both papers, in addition to having more than adequate time for 2 visits to the bathroom (for both papers, combined).

Anyway, by the time the end of the Math paper rolled by, I literally felt very weak and tired and had almost entirely forgotten about the Chinese O level results. When Ms. Ho started to announce the results I was totally stoned, not to mentioned extremely shocked. I really couldn't believe it!

In fact I didn't even believe it, despite asking many people around me and people congratulating me. I even asked lao shi when she came by and when she said I passed, then I finally believed it (to some extent). Then I broke down and started crying in relief. Wow. I still can't believe it! I. Passed. Chinese! Gosh.

I still think the examiners made a mistake somewhere, but they can keep making their mistakes, just as long as I get a C6 on my O Level certificate, I'm more than happy!

And for the record everyone in MGS passed Chinese, I recieved a C6 overall and a merit (?!?) for the Oral component.

(:

Hello. The pre-lims officially start tomorrow. Tomorrow is English 1 and 2 followed by Math 1 and the wonderful Social Studies on Friday. Somehow it feels like I still have alot of time to prepare, but my goodness, the pre-lins start tomorrow! I feel half stressed out like hell, yet half indifferent at times :/ However the stressed out part seems to be dominating and sometimes I really just feel like bursting into tears, especially when I get back a piece of work with bad marks (especially that damned EOP essay. I can't decide if I want to burn that up yet or bury it somewhere).

Still I have to keep perservering :/ My goodness, I can't believe I still have 4 months+ of constant stress left to go :/ I am thisclose to snapping soon even though I appear alright in person. Sigh. I should really go do more math now instead of slacking :/ Bye, at least till the Math pre-lims are over.

Hello. I am online again! Here's a really cool video done in stop motion, go see (:

Hello. My mind's a little muddled now so I decided to sneak online and type an entry. Today's entry is called "Of human nature and ants".

I don't know about all of you but I suffer from a relatively low self esteem and hence walk with my head slightly bowed. This manner in which I walk in allows me to closely scrutinise the floor, especially the one in school, from tiles to filthy carpets. Today I was walking to the canteen for my morning breakfast when I spotted a long line of ants, width of about 5 cm (not exaggerating!) leading from the inside of the canteen, along the walkway, to the grass patch outside the canteen.

I was really taken aback because never before had I seen so many ants! My curiosity piqued, I did a slight hop over the line and peeked around the corner, to see what the ants were up to. Sitting daintily on the ledge (inside the canteen) was a plate of fried char kway teow, completely untouched by human mouths but now being taken apart by the aforementioned ants. In line with my destructive and mean tendencies, I lifted my right foot and stomped in the middle of the line, killing the ants that lay underfoot and scaring the shit out of the other ants. It's fun watching them panic.

Quota of mischief used up, I left the now frantic ants to their devices and went into the canteen for my brekkie.

As I sat at the table I continued to watch the girls coming from the MEP block to the canteen and almost 90% of them walked with literally, their noses in the air (note that I associate this with a high self esteem). This also meant that they didn't see the ants (which would have resumed their suicidal feast after they calmed down). Stomp stomp stomp. Hello ant pate! Many good ants were lost today.

This entry is quite nonsensical. I hope I do well for the pre-lims.