Ah. Results are out :(
I failed Geog! Sigh. Even passing the 2nd test wasn't good enough to override my dismal failure the for the 1st test.
Nevermind, I'll work double hard for geog for the exams! (If I remember that is.)
I'll have to study chem very hard as well, since I failed it (Yet another subject I would have said impossible to fail in the beginning of this year) and I don't want the wrath of the Kweester on me.
Though interestingly enough, I passed E Math for once, though very very slightly.
L1R5 - 27 >.<
Well, at least I passed math...
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Ah, online after disappearing for pretty much the whole week. New record, hahaha.
Oh yeah, the Nerd Geekson story doesn't equate nerds and wax. It's just written about a Nerd who uses WAX and has lofty aspirations (remind you anyone?) in fact, the very basis of my inspiration for it is: The Geeks Get The Girls by American Hi-Fi.
Funny bit is: I've never even heard the song, for me anything hi-fi(ve) is more like this.
Oh well, shall wait for a bit of inspiration (or pressure) before restarting the Prologue (to what you guys can guess).
Last week of school! Ah. Can't wait for the holidays.
Oh yeah, the Nerd Geekson story doesn't equate nerds and wax. It's just written about a Nerd who uses WAX and has lofty aspirations (remind you anyone?) in fact, the very basis of my inspiration for it is: The Geeks Get The Girls by American Hi-Fi.
Funny bit is: I've never even heard the song, for me anything hi-fi(ve) is more like this.
Oh well, shall wait for a bit of inspiration (or pressure) before restarting the Prologue (to what you guys can guess).
Last week of school! Ah. Can't wait for the holidays.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
I am happy (:
Today started off really crappily with my dripping milo over my skirt, then as I sat down to eat my breakfast this weird skinny bug started to fly around me so I had to go switch on the fan.
But then, things started to get better :D Miss Goh didn't come! O Happy Day! I'm not evil, I don't curse her to die, I just want her to erm, take a break. Or retire (preferably).
Then during History, Steph complimented me on my story :D Anyone can say it's good, but if Steph says it's good that means it's really good (: The only comment I got so far about the story was "MEL! I'm going to kill you!" - Deborah, or something along those lines anyway.
I hope Miss Goh doesn't come tomorrow. Ugh. 1 and a half periods of Chem X.X Plus we're getting our papers back. I wonder how badly I did. Ay. Nevermind, shall find out tomorrow.
Today started off really crappily with my dripping milo over my skirt, then as I sat down to eat my breakfast this weird skinny bug started to fly around me so I had to go switch on the fan.
But then, things started to get better :D Miss Goh didn't come! O Happy Day! I'm not evil, I don't curse her to die, I just want her to erm, take a break. Or retire (preferably).
Then during History, Steph complimented me on my story :D Anyone can say it's good, but if Steph says it's good that means it's really good (: The only comment I got so far about the story was "MEL! I'm going to kill you!" - Deborah, or something along those lines anyway.
I hope Miss Goh doesn't come tomorrow. Ugh. 1 and a half periods of Chem X.X Plus we're getting our papers back. I wonder how badly I did. Ay. Nevermind, shall find out tomorrow.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
As promised though a wee bit late (:
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Nerd Geekson
Once upon a time, there lived Nerd Geekson. Nerd Geekson studied hard and went to Harvard University. In his free time, he would spend hours cooped up in his garage laboratory, attempting to invent a substance that would hold the follicles upon his scalp at the exact 45 degree angle.
He was still working on it. There was just something sorely lacking in his formula.
Nerd Geekson was a nice chap, however he was completely and utterly clueless to reality and lived in his own domain of Geekdom. Even the nerds on campus shunned Nerd Geekson; just that he didn’t care and didn’t pay attention.
However one day as Nerd Geekson was strolling about the gardens on his way home, his face buried in a book of Quantum Physics, he crashed into someone.
As he fell backwards and landed on his ass, he watched the blur of the person he ran into grab his arm and lift him up. As he dusted the dirt off the seat of his pants, the other person spoke up.
“Oh my, I’m soooo sorry!” Nerd Geekson looked up and started to squint, where were his spectacles? Everything was just a blur to him without his other set of eyes.
“Why are you squinting at me? Ewww, pervert!” Nerd Geekson saw a blur of flesh race towards him and seconds later felt the hand of the stranger make contact with his face.
“Oww! I was squinting because I lost my spectacles.” Nerd Geekson rubbed his tingling cheek, “Can you help me find it? All I see are colours.”
“Oh my! I’m sooo sorry. Wait, what are spectacles?” Nerd Geekson got down on all fours and starting running his hands along the gravel path.
“They’re… Oh nevermind, I think I’ve found it.” Nerd Geekson got up and wiped the filmy lenses on his woolly jumper before placing the thick black frame on his nose.
He mouth fell open and saliva started to drip for the corners of his mouth as he scanned his eyes up and down the gorgeous specimen of womankind. A busty blonde girl stood there in front of him, decked out in the all too familiar cheerleader togs of his college.
“Hehehe, that’s sooo gross! Are you alright?” Nerd nodded his head silent, using the back of his palm to wipe the drool off.
“Me? Oh yeah I am.” He started into her eyes; they were as blue as copper (II) sulphate. Her lips, a shade of beautiful burgundy like Bromine gas her skin as white as Magnesium Oxide, what a resplendent figure of beauty!
“Ohh, If you’re fine then I must be going! I have cheerleading practise! See ya!” And with those words goddess pranced off. Nerd didn’t even catch her name.
Nerd Geekson Reached down and grabbed his book of Quantum Physics off the ground, he examined the creased spine carefully before looking in the direction the goddess has disappeared off to. He tucked the book under his arm and continued his journey home.
For the next few days, Nerd Geekson spent more time on campus quietly watching his fellow students and the professors go about, keeping a sharp eye out for the goddess and her flouncing flaxen hair.
Finally on Friday afternoon, exactly 3 days since he had walked smack into the goddess, he spotted her in the distance, wandering about. He quickly got up from his spot under the centuries old oak tree and straightened his bow tie and readjusted his suspenders. He licked his lips and started to walk excitedly towards the goddess.
As she got closer, Nerd Geekson suddenly froze up. The goddess soon waltzed past him, in her own world of happy pink bunnies and candy growing on trees and he caught a whiff of her perfume, ahhh, what a delicate scent!
The perfume went straight to his head and knocked him out of his stupor. He looked about a little dazed when he saw goddess strolling further and further away from him. In desperation, Nerd Geekson ran towards her to keep up.
“Goddess, goddess…” He cried, almost collapsing on the tarmac from his little bit of physical exertion.
“Huh? Oh my! It’s you again!” The goddess stopped and helped Nerd Geekson to his feet.
“Oh thank you… You smell nice” Nerd Geekson looked at his shoes and blushed.
“Really?” Goddess started to giggle, “I didn’t use any deodorant today and I just finished a two hour cheerleading session.”
“Oh, erm, would you like to go for a coffee tomorrow?” Nerd Geekson looked at goddess’s face hopefully.
“Sure! See you at 4 at the Valley Coffee Shop!” And goddess pranced away from Nerd Geekson yet again.
Nerd Geekson floated all the way home on Cloud Nine.
As Nerd Geekson’s feet touched the pavement outside his house (his cloud had slowly vaporised off) he was suddenly stuck with inspiration! He dashed to his laboratory and threw all he required chemicals with the extra missing ingredient together and waited impatiently as the mixture was being heated up on a Bunsen burner.
The instant the mixture boiled Nerd Geekson grabbed it off the fire with his bare hands, the pure anticipation blocking out the pain that was shooting through the nerve receptors in his hands and slathered the piping hot gel upon his scalp.
Unfortunately this time, the pain had caught up with the overtly eager Nerd Geekson and he collapsed on the cemented floor screaming like an MGS girl and clutching his scalp in agony.
The world around him started to darken considerably and fade as he lapsed into a state on unconsciousness.
When he finally woke up it was already night and the pain was almost gone except for a tingly sensation in his scalp.
He got up and excitedly raced inside his house past his surprised parents and ducked into the dimly lit bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, only to be hit by a way of disappointment as he saw his hair in its usual limp unruly mop of nerdy hair.
He sighed and felt the tears well up, so close yet so far!
He walked out of the bathroom dejectedly and sat himself down at the dinner table.
The next day Nerd Geekson rubbed some ordinary hair gel into his locks and spent an hour examining every aspect of his reflection to ensure that he looked perfect for his date with the Goddess and left his house early for a leisurely stroll to the Valley Coffee Shop for the first date of his entire life.
As he neared the Valley Coffee Shop, Nerd Geekson smelled the scent of freshly roasted coffee beans wafting through the dry autumn air and his taste buds watered in anticipation. Nerd Geekson quickened his pace.
At the same time, Goddess, or Deborah to her parents, was making her way to the Valley Coffee Shop on foot from the Shopping Mall opposite the road.
She examined her nails whilst waiting for the traffic to clear when something pink and glittery caught her eye.
The pink glittery bunny stood in the middle of the road watching her quizzically and cocked its head to one side.
Deborah stood there on the pavement mesmerised by the pink glittery bunny. Just then, the bunny started to hop away!
Aghast, Deborah ran off the pavement and started to chase the little rabbit down the lane, her blonde her flouncing with every step she took, oblivious to the speeding and honking cars around her. Bunny bunny bunny!
Nerd Geekson was just about to enter the Valley Coffee Shop when the sound of screeching tires, excessive honking and yelled expletives caught his attention. He took a step backwards and twisted his body at an angle, not letting go of the doorknob, to see what the commotion was.
To his horror, he saw his goddess running in circles in the middle of the road, arms outstretched as if to catch a pet. Cars swerved in all directions to avoid her and as Nerd Geekson watched, two cars collide amid a flurry of vulgarities from both drivers.
He had to do something! But what? He was Nerd Geekson, loser extraordinaire. He was the guy who was always last to be chosen for a team during Gym, the guy who crumpled under the weight of a medicine ball.
Suddenly he felt energy course through his veins and to his astonishment, biceps, triceps and all sorts of ceps started to grow right before his eyes! His shirt started to strain against the growing muscles before finally ripping at the seams and throwing buttons everywhere.
Nerd Geekson let go of the door and flexed his new found muscles, half admiring his new psyche in the reflection cast by the Coffee Shop’s tinted windows when he finally saw it.
He was so happy that he started to cry as he lifted his hands to touch his hair. It was no mirage; his hair was indeed at a 45 degree angle!
He turned around on the spot and ran off the pavement towards his darling goddess, ignoring the cars around him and scooped her up in his arms despite her vehement protests.
He stretched out his right arm, his hand balled up as if preparing to punch someone, just like he had once seen Superman do in a ‘80s flick. His feet started to lift off the ground and he was soon coursing through the air with goddess in his arms.
Nerd Geekson turned to gaze at his goddess. She sat there in his arms quietly, looking back at him. She had long ago shut up when she noticed that they were airborne, shocked more than anything else.
Nerd Geekson smiled at her and she smiled back shyly.
Nerd Geekson diverted his attention away from Deborah and looked for a suitable landing place and started to descend to the Valley Park.
He gingerly set the goddess down and watched as she brushed some dust off her skirt. She gave him one last smile and turned to walk away into the distance as the sun started to set.
As he watched her walk off, Nerd Geekson smiled to himself as he felt the power sap from his muscles. He knew that he was now a superhero, there to save silly (but pretty) girls from their psychotic trances of pink rodents. He was GELMAN!
Nerd Geekson raised his fist into the air and set off for home.
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Nerd Geekson
Once upon a time, there lived Nerd Geekson. Nerd Geekson studied hard and went to Harvard University. In his free time, he would spend hours cooped up in his garage laboratory, attempting to invent a substance that would hold the follicles upon his scalp at the exact 45 degree angle.
He was still working on it. There was just something sorely lacking in his formula.
Nerd Geekson was a nice chap, however he was completely and utterly clueless to reality and lived in his own domain of Geekdom. Even the nerds on campus shunned Nerd Geekson; just that he didn’t care and didn’t pay attention.
However one day as Nerd Geekson was strolling about the gardens on his way home, his face buried in a book of Quantum Physics, he crashed into someone.
As he fell backwards and landed on his ass, he watched the blur of the person he ran into grab his arm and lift him up. As he dusted the dirt off the seat of his pants, the other person spoke up.
“Oh my, I’m soooo sorry!” Nerd Geekson looked up and started to squint, where were his spectacles? Everything was just a blur to him without his other set of eyes.
“Why are you squinting at me? Ewww, pervert!” Nerd Geekson saw a blur of flesh race towards him and seconds later felt the hand of the stranger make contact with his face.
“Oww! I was squinting because I lost my spectacles.” Nerd Geekson rubbed his tingling cheek, “Can you help me find it? All I see are colours.”
“Oh my! I’m sooo sorry. Wait, what are spectacles?” Nerd Geekson got down on all fours and starting running his hands along the gravel path.
“They’re… Oh nevermind, I think I’ve found it.” Nerd Geekson got up and wiped the filmy lenses on his woolly jumper before placing the thick black frame on his nose.
He mouth fell open and saliva started to drip for the corners of his mouth as he scanned his eyes up and down the gorgeous specimen of womankind. A busty blonde girl stood there in front of him, decked out in the all too familiar cheerleader togs of his college.
“Hehehe, that’s sooo gross! Are you alright?” Nerd nodded his head silent, using the back of his palm to wipe the drool off.
“Me? Oh yeah I am.” He started into her eyes; they were as blue as copper (II) sulphate. Her lips, a shade of beautiful burgundy like Bromine gas her skin as white as Magnesium Oxide, what a resplendent figure of beauty!
“Ohh, If you’re fine then I must be going! I have cheerleading practise! See ya!” And with those words goddess pranced off. Nerd didn’t even catch her name.
Nerd Geekson Reached down and grabbed his book of Quantum Physics off the ground, he examined the creased spine carefully before looking in the direction the goddess has disappeared off to. He tucked the book under his arm and continued his journey home.
For the next few days, Nerd Geekson spent more time on campus quietly watching his fellow students and the professors go about, keeping a sharp eye out for the goddess and her flouncing flaxen hair.
Finally on Friday afternoon, exactly 3 days since he had walked smack into the goddess, he spotted her in the distance, wandering about. He quickly got up from his spot under the centuries old oak tree and straightened his bow tie and readjusted his suspenders. He licked his lips and started to walk excitedly towards the goddess.
As she got closer, Nerd Geekson suddenly froze up. The goddess soon waltzed past him, in her own world of happy pink bunnies and candy growing on trees and he caught a whiff of her perfume, ahhh, what a delicate scent!
The perfume went straight to his head and knocked him out of his stupor. He looked about a little dazed when he saw goddess strolling further and further away from him. In desperation, Nerd Geekson ran towards her to keep up.
“Goddess, goddess…” He cried, almost collapsing on the tarmac from his little bit of physical exertion.
“Huh? Oh my! It’s you again!” The goddess stopped and helped Nerd Geekson to his feet.
“Oh thank you… You smell nice” Nerd Geekson looked at his shoes and blushed.
“Really?” Goddess started to giggle, “I didn’t use any deodorant today and I just finished a two hour cheerleading session.”
“Oh, erm, would you like to go for a coffee tomorrow?” Nerd Geekson looked at goddess’s face hopefully.
“Sure! See you at 4 at the Valley Coffee Shop!” And goddess pranced away from Nerd Geekson yet again.
Nerd Geekson floated all the way home on Cloud Nine.
As Nerd Geekson’s feet touched the pavement outside his house (his cloud had slowly vaporised off) he was suddenly stuck with inspiration! He dashed to his laboratory and threw all he required chemicals with the extra missing ingredient together and waited impatiently as the mixture was being heated up on a Bunsen burner.
The instant the mixture boiled Nerd Geekson grabbed it off the fire with his bare hands, the pure anticipation blocking out the pain that was shooting through the nerve receptors in his hands and slathered the piping hot gel upon his scalp.
Unfortunately this time, the pain had caught up with the overtly eager Nerd Geekson and he collapsed on the cemented floor screaming like an MGS girl and clutching his scalp in agony.
The world around him started to darken considerably and fade as he lapsed into a state on unconsciousness.
When he finally woke up it was already night and the pain was almost gone except for a tingly sensation in his scalp.
He got up and excitedly raced inside his house past his surprised parents and ducked into the dimly lit bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, only to be hit by a way of disappointment as he saw his hair in its usual limp unruly mop of nerdy hair.
He sighed and felt the tears well up, so close yet so far!
He walked out of the bathroom dejectedly and sat himself down at the dinner table.
The next day Nerd Geekson rubbed some ordinary hair gel into his locks and spent an hour examining every aspect of his reflection to ensure that he looked perfect for his date with the Goddess and left his house early for a leisurely stroll to the Valley Coffee Shop for the first date of his entire life.
As he neared the Valley Coffee Shop, Nerd Geekson smelled the scent of freshly roasted coffee beans wafting through the dry autumn air and his taste buds watered in anticipation. Nerd Geekson quickened his pace.
At the same time, Goddess, or Deborah to her parents, was making her way to the Valley Coffee Shop on foot from the Shopping Mall opposite the road.
She examined her nails whilst waiting for the traffic to clear when something pink and glittery caught her eye.
The pink glittery bunny stood in the middle of the road watching her quizzically and cocked its head to one side.
Deborah stood there on the pavement mesmerised by the pink glittery bunny. Just then, the bunny started to hop away!
Aghast, Deborah ran off the pavement and started to chase the little rabbit down the lane, her blonde her flouncing with every step she took, oblivious to the speeding and honking cars around her. Bunny bunny bunny!
Nerd Geekson was just about to enter the Valley Coffee Shop when the sound of screeching tires, excessive honking and yelled expletives caught his attention. He took a step backwards and twisted his body at an angle, not letting go of the doorknob, to see what the commotion was.
To his horror, he saw his goddess running in circles in the middle of the road, arms outstretched as if to catch a pet. Cars swerved in all directions to avoid her and as Nerd Geekson watched, two cars collide amid a flurry of vulgarities from both drivers.
He had to do something! But what? He was Nerd Geekson, loser extraordinaire. He was the guy who was always last to be chosen for a team during Gym, the guy who crumpled under the weight of a medicine ball.
Suddenly he felt energy course through his veins and to his astonishment, biceps, triceps and all sorts of ceps started to grow right before his eyes! His shirt started to strain against the growing muscles before finally ripping at the seams and throwing buttons everywhere.
Nerd Geekson let go of the door and flexed his new found muscles, half admiring his new psyche in the reflection cast by the Coffee Shop’s tinted windows when he finally saw it.
He was so happy that he started to cry as he lifted his hands to touch his hair. It was no mirage; his hair was indeed at a 45 degree angle!
He turned around on the spot and ran off the pavement towards his darling goddess, ignoring the cars around him and scooped her up in his arms despite her vehement protests.
He stretched out his right arm, his hand balled up as if preparing to punch someone, just like he had once seen Superman do in a ‘80s flick. His feet started to lift off the ground and he was soon coursing through the air with goddess in his arms.
Nerd Geekson turned to gaze at his goddess. She sat there in his arms quietly, looking back at him. She had long ago shut up when she noticed that they were airborne, shocked more than anything else.
Nerd Geekson smiled at her and she smiled back shyly.
Nerd Geekson diverted his attention away from Deborah and looked for a suitable landing place and started to descend to the Valley Park.
He gingerly set the goddess down and watched as she brushed some dust off her skirt. She gave him one last smile and turned to walk away into the distance as the sun started to set.
As he watched her walk off, Nerd Geekson smiled to himself as he felt the power sap from his muscles. He knew that he was now a superhero, there to save silly (but pretty) girls from their psychotic trances of pink rodents. He was GELMAN!
Nerd Geekson raised his fist into the air and set off for home.
Friday, August 19, 2005
Hello hello, 'tis been a rather cough-y week.
Chem test on Wednesday. Ughh. Don't want to think of it now. I have a very bad feeling about it, especially the bit where I realised I screwed up big time one milisecond after the paper left my fingers.
Oh well.
Today Miss Bong bought the promised papers on the breakdown of our personalities.
The 5 groups are as follows:
Band A - Restless
Band B - Dreamer
Band C - Creative
Band D - Compliance
Band E - Standard
Now before I start on my own class, I also saw the report of the teachers when I was photocopying it (going to add it to my memories box (: ):
'Band E: majority of students fall into this catagory. Their profiles are either balanced or compatible with the current school system.' and on another sheet was the breakdown in percentages across the levels.
Sec 1 had about 4%, Sec 2 had around 1%, Sec 3 about 3% and Sec 4 had 1%
How fun.
On the bottom of the sheet there was this note in really tiny font.
'Majority of students are in Band D (53%) with 30% in Band A and 7% in Band B. Band D percentage is significantly below school (70%) and level (76%) average [ie: bad]. Band A percentage is much higher than the school average (17%) and level average (14%) [30% in my class]. Band B percentage is also higher than school (4%) and level (3%) average. This class should be a more "challanging" one to manage.'
In an interesting note, not one of my classmates is a Band E. I thought I'd be a Band A (restless) and was surprised when i found out that I was listed as Band B. When I read the descriptor for Band B (dreamer) I was so surprised that it mirrored me exactly >.<
Band B - Dreamer
Usually very creative and imaginative. Have weaker foundation in Mathematics and Science subjects. Also finds it difficult to comprehend logical reasoning and concepts. Dislikes rules and regulation or routines. Weak in organisation and time management skills.
Suggested learning approach:
Provide more motivation and encouragement. They will do their best for people or things that they like. Need explict examples to understand concepts. Enforce habit or routine in handling tasks.
And if you were wondering, Band C is 'A less extreme case of Band B: Dreamer'
Band A is equal to Band B is unteachability followed by the less extreme Band C then Band D and the noticibly (abnormally) missing Band E.
On the last bits of Nerd Geekson because I can't figure out a proper ending since the one I orginally planned was unfeasible and unrealistic (even for MY standards) but I might have a workable idea now.
Have a happy swelting night!
Chem test on Wednesday. Ughh. Don't want to think of it now. I have a very bad feeling about it, especially the bit where I realised I screwed up big time one milisecond after the paper left my fingers.
Oh well.
Today Miss Bong bought the promised papers on the breakdown of our personalities.
The 5 groups are as follows:
Band A - Restless
Band B - Dreamer
Band C - Creative
Band D - Compliance
Band E - Standard
Now before I start on my own class, I also saw the report of the teachers when I was photocopying it (going to add it to my memories box (: ):
'Band E: majority of students fall into this catagory. Their profiles are either balanced or compatible with the current school system.' and on another sheet was the breakdown in percentages across the levels.
Sec 1 had about 4%, Sec 2 had around 1%, Sec 3 about 3% and Sec 4 had 1%
How fun.
On the bottom of the sheet there was this note in really tiny font.
'Majority of students are in Band D (53%) with 30% in Band A and 7% in Band B. Band D percentage is significantly below school (70%) and level (76%) average [ie: bad]. Band A percentage is much higher than the school average (17%) and level average (14%) [30% in my class]. Band B percentage is also higher than school (4%) and level (3%) average. This class should be a more "challanging" one to manage.'
In an interesting note, not one of my classmates is a Band E. I thought I'd be a Band A (restless) and was surprised when i found out that I was listed as Band B. When I read the descriptor for Band B (dreamer) I was so surprised that it mirrored me exactly >.<
Band B - Dreamer
Usually very creative and imaginative. Have weaker foundation in Mathematics and Science subjects. Also finds it difficult to comprehend logical reasoning and concepts. Dislikes rules and regulation or routines. Weak in organisation and time management skills.
Suggested learning approach:
Provide more motivation and encouragement. They will do their best for people or things that they like. Need explict examples to understand concepts. Enforce habit or routine in handling tasks.
And if you were wondering, Band C is 'A less extreme case of Band B: Dreamer'
Band A is equal to Band B is unteachability followed by the less extreme Band C then Band D and the noticibly (abnormally) missing Band E.
On the last bits of Nerd Geekson because I can't figure out a proper ending since the one I orginally planned was unfeasible and unrealistic (even for MY standards) but I might have a workable idea now.
Have a happy swelting night!
Monday, August 15, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Ah, finally done with 5 mins to go before the deadline. In the end I just did some glorified Pictionary game. I hope it's not rejected because I really can't think of anything else.
My mind really feels whacked out. So this is why those druggies drink Codine (a cough medcine for those of you lazy people). Though of course this should give pretty good reasons as to why to NOT take it:
- constipation (could for when you're going camping though)
- dry mouth, nausea, vomiting, or decreased appetite (sounds like my own symptoms)
- dizziness, tiredness, or lightheadedness (more again like mine, 'specially the lightheadedness bit)
- muscle twitches (would you like to get beaten up because your cheek muscle twitch looked suspiciously like a wink at that Ah Beng's girl?)
- sweating (all rubbish, that bit about sweating men being sexy, on a sexy ratio they rank only second lowest to spitting, any normal lady/man would run for the hills except if it were a childbirth)
- itching (like hives?)
- decreased urination (isn't that good? except the urea would probably run around your system and toxify your entire blood stream, on second though I'd better go to the toilet soon)
- decreased sex drive (oh horror of horrors! 'tis enough to make a gigolo shudder)
Anyway, I'll update about the Camp Christie stayover tomorrow (Just like the many times I've promised to update about certain things like overseas trips and still have yet to update about) but I'll promise on the life of my first baby to relase the long forgotten Nerd Geekson story by this time next week (If my first child dies I know who to blame). Have a nice remaining 7 hours of the weekend!
My mind really feels whacked out. So this is why those druggies drink Codine (a cough medcine for those of you lazy people). Though of course this should give pretty good reasons as to why to NOT take it:
- constipation (could for when you're going camping though)
- dry mouth, nausea, vomiting, or decreased appetite (sounds like my own symptoms)
- dizziness, tiredness, or lightheadedness (more again like mine, 'specially the lightheadedness bit)
- muscle twitches (would you like to get beaten up because your cheek muscle twitch looked suspiciously like a wink at that Ah Beng's girl?)
- sweating (all rubbish, that bit about sweating men being sexy, on a sexy ratio they rank only second lowest to spitting, any normal lady/man would run for the hills except if it were a childbirth)
- itching (like hives?)
- decreased urination (isn't that good? except the urea would probably run around your system and toxify your entire blood stream, on second though I'd better go to the toilet soon)
- decreased sex drive (oh horror of horrors! 'tis enough to make a gigolo shudder)
Anyway, I'll update about the Camp Christie stayover tomorrow (Just like the many times I've promised to update about certain things like overseas trips and still have yet to update about) but I'll promise on the life of my first baby to relase the long forgotten Nerd Geekson story by this time next week (If my first child dies I know who to blame). Have a nice remaining 7 hours of the weekend!
Bloody hell.
I've got a nasty cough and my mind's going a little out of whack because of the medicine I took and now with a deadline fast approaching, I have to submit a proposal of an activity. That and the fact that I have no idea what activity can actaully propose. I'd rather propose to someone now than fill an A4 size paper with random bits of bullshit about Our Chalet.
Note how bad my English has degraded into and that should give you an idea of just how strangely my mind is functioning, not the mention the fact that every other word I type is misspelled and that I have to backspace every few seconds to correct the error.
Stupid proposal. Stupid cough. Stupid medicine. I wanna sleep.
I've got a nasty cough and my mind's going a little out of whack because of the medicine I took and now with a deadline fast approaching, I have to submit a proposal of an activity. That and the fact that I have no idea what activity can actaully propose. I'd rather propose to someone now than fill an A4 size paper with random bits of bullshit about Our Chalet.
Note how bad my English has degraded into and that should give you an idea of just how strangely my mind is functioning, not the mention the fact that every other word I type is misspelled and that I have to backspace every few seconds to correct the error.
Stupid proposal. Stupid cough. Stupid medicine. I wanna sleep.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Yay, Corpse Bride! I can't wait to see it (: The trailers are really good but somehow Trailer 2 makes me laugh (:
Oh well, I'm going to see yet another Tim Burton move tomorrow, Charlie and the Chocolate factory (: It should be really yummy (:
Oh well, I'm going to see yet another Tim Burton move tomorrow, Charlie and the Chocolate factory (: It should be really yummy (:
You have just been DEATHWISHED!!!!!!!!! Tonight at midnight your tru love will realize that they actually like you. something good will happen to you at approx, 1:42pm tomorrow, it could be any where!! SO BE READY!! get ready for the biggest shock of your life, if you breack this chain, you will be cursed with BIG relationship problems. do for the most important time of your life. send this to 15 people in 15minutes of reading this email. so carry on the chain and spare your self some emotional stress.
Nyah nyah nyah. Bite me. I hate chain letters. I remember in Sec 1, Angie sent an expletive fillef e-mail to virtually everyone on her e-mail list and told them to stop sending her chain letters. I wonder if anyone still sends her chain letters. Hmmm.
Anyway to a little Miss Lin out there: STOP SENDING ME CHAIN LETTERS! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO SPAMS ME NOW!
Happy National Day.
Nyah nyah nyah. Bite me. I hate chain letters. I remember in Sec 1, Angie sent an expletive fillef e-mail to virtually everyone on her e-mail list and told them to stop sending her chain letters. I wonder if anyone still sends her chain letters. Hmmm.
Anyway to a little Miss Lin out there: STOP SENDING ME CHAIN LETTERS! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO SPAMS ME NOW!
Happy National Day.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Hmm, just realised that I haven't posted in a week so I might as well continue the story of the RAT.
From where I left off, I was talking about my grandma trying to poison the rat, that night I slept on the floor in my parents room. The next morning she told me that the food hadn't been touched at all so I went back to sleep in my room as per normal.
All went well and we all assumed the rat had gone off for greener pastures (or dirtier rooms) till last Sunday.
I felt too sleepy to continue reading around 11:45-ish so I switched off the main overhanging light and snuggled down and tried to sleep.
5 Minutes later I heard a rustling of plastic bags (like the last time the rat was there) and I immidiately went on full alert.
One of my biggest fears is having weird stuff, insects, rodents the like jump on me. It's just this fear I have ever since I was 8 and having a shower early morning before school and a cockroach jumped on me. Stupid roach.
At first i thought the rustling was a fluke, maybe it wasn't a rat so I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again. Then almost as if on cue the bag started to rustle 5 mins later and this cycle repeated itself about 2 more times before I decided that I couldn't get any sleep with the rat making noise (well that and the fact that is was there).
Problem was I was terrified of the rat. Sure I'm 100x bigger than it, but it's like how elephants are afraid of mice. Then I remembered that it hadn't made noise when the lights were still switched on.
I had to get the lights on, but how?
Then I had an idea! But it seemed extremely silly. I sat upright on my bed and looked around my room and went "ROAR!"
I waited for a few more minutes before going "ROAR!" again till I gathered enough courage to scramble over the empty bed and grab this large flower that I bought when I was out with Stef and the others.
I ran over to the table lamp, fabric rose in hand and tilted the light till it shone right at the spot where I heard the rustling: the top of my cupboard. After roaring more times I ran to the door and switched on the main lights and ran out to my parent's room before finally moving all my stuff over.
Aaaaa, 11PM! I need to go sleep now. I hope there are no rats tonigh >.<
From where I left off, I was talking about my grandma trying to poison the rat, that night I slept on the floor in my parents room. The next morning she told me that the food hadn't been touched at all so I went back to sleep in my room as per normal.
All went well and we all assumed the rat had gone off for greener pastures (or dirtier rooms) till last Sunday.
I felt too sleepy to continue reading around 11:45-ish so I switched off the main overhanging light and snuggled down and tried to sleep.
5 Minutes later I heard a rustling of plastic bags (like the last time the rat was there) and I immidiately went on full alert.
One of my biggest fears is having weird stuff, insects, rodents the like jump on me. It's just this fear I have ever since I was 8 and having a shower early morning before school and a cockroach jumped on me. Stupid roach.
At first i thought the rustling was a fluke, maybe it wasn't a rat so I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again. Then almost as if on cue the bag started to rustle 5 mins later and this cycle repeated itself about 2 more times before I decided that I couldn't get any sleep with the rat making noise (well that and the fact that is was there).
Problem was I was terrified of the rat. Sure I'm 100x bigger than it, but it's like how elephants are afraid of mice. Then I remembered that it hadn't made noise when the lights were still switched on.
I had to get the lights on, but how?
Then I had an idea! But it seemed extremely silly. I sat upright on my bed and looked around my room and went "ROAR!"
I waited for a few more minutes before going "ROAR!" again till I gathered enough courage to scramble over the empty bed and grab this large flower that I bought when I was out with Stef and the others.
I ran over to the table lamp, fabric rose in hand and tilted the light till it shone right at the spot where I heard the rustling: the top of my cupboard. After roaring more times I ran to the door and switched on the main lights and ran out to my parent's room before finally moving all my stuff over.
Aaaaa, 11PM! I need to go sleep now. I hope there are no rats tonigh >.<
Monday, August 01, 2005
RAT RAT
Wished I had a BAT
BAT BAT
I wanna whack the RAT
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Rat in my room :( I heard it scratching away last night. Before you all go 'huo gai!' let me set things right: I don't eat in my room!
&(%&#( lao shu ai da mi. I don't even eat rice in my room! The last time I actually ate was like; in April or May and the most residue I could have left behind was a few bread crumbs >.<
Anyhoo, on the second night(-ish I can't remember the exact date) I returned from China, I heard the rustling of plastic bags nearby the door. My thought process went as follows when I heard the repeated noise:
Unfamiliar sound -> Repetitive -> Night -> GHOST!
Which of course, ensured a almost sleepless night. I'm super paranoid about ghosts and the like because I've heard and seen some strange things when I was Sec 1.
Around 12 midnight, I heard noise from outside; distinctively human noise, ie: grandpa going on his hourly toilet run so I decided to make a break for it and when I ran out of the door I discovered that it was my grandma going for her twice a night toilet run instead. (Why do old people use the loo so much?)
And my grandma ended up sleeping on the empty bed next to me and she too heard the noise, but I didn't feel so scared anymore.
The next day, she told me that I had a RAT in my room. Eeeeeee.
She put poison to kill the rat the next night but the rat was too cunning and left the food alone.
Hmmm, I'll continue this tomorrow, going to try and do chem >.<
Wished I had a BAT
BAT BAT
I wanna whack the RAT
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Rat in my room :( I heard it scratching away last night. Before you all go 'huo gai!' let me set things right: I don't eat in my room!
&(%&#( lao shu ai da mi. I don't even eat rice in my room! The last time I actually ate was like; in April or May and the most residue I could have left behind was a few bread crumbs >.<
Anyhoo, on the second night(-ish I can't remember the exact date) I returned from China, I heard the rustling of plastic bags nearby the door. My thought process went as follows when I heard the repeated noise:
Unfamiliar sound -> Repetitive -> Night -> GHOST!
Which of course, ensured a almost sleepless night. I'm super paranoid about ghosts and the like because I've heard and seen some strange things when I was Sec 1.
Around 12 midnight, I heard noise from outside; distinctively human noise, ie: grandpa going on his hourly toilet run so I decided to make a break for it and when I ran out of the door I discovered that it was my grandma going for her twice a night toilet run instead. (Why do old people use the loo so much?)
And my grandma ended up sleeping on the empty bed next to me and she too heard the noise, but I didn't feel so scared anymore.
The next day, she told me that I had a RAT in my room. Eeeeeee.
She put poison to kill the rat the next night but the rat was too cunning and left the food alone.
Hmmm, I'll continue this tomorrow, going to try and do chem >.<
Saturday, July 30, 2005
I remember the first computer game I played, albeit fuzzily. Of course the game is so old now that even the official website has been removed and changed to a command and conquer site. I did however manage to find this (:
Ahhh, I feel so old now. I was like, 8-ish when my dad brought this home one day (from JB of course)
It's been ages since I've thought of Dune 2000, I guess I'm thinking of it because I have the original Dune novel sitting next to me now, a result of a sci-fi loving (and generous) aunt who donated $40 to inkwell if I'd read that book.
Ordos, out.
Ahhh, I feel so old now. I was like, 8-ish when my dad brought this home one day (from JB of course)
It's been ages since I've thought of Dune 2000, I guess I'm thinking of it because I have the original Dune novel sitting next to me now, a result of a sci-fi loving (and generous) aunt who donated $40 to inkwell if I'd read that book.
Looking at the website makes me feel like playing it again! Ahhh, I remember that infernal worm coming up and gobbling my harvestors, and those cute little quads (that's how I learnt quad meant 4 >.<)
And my favourite house was Ordos (:
Worm eating up hapless tank
Ahhh, I feel like playing it now :( But I'd seriosuly doubt it'll run on a XP computer and I think even the pirates across the courseway have either destroyed or cleared their stock. Sigh. After Dune 2000 was Starcraft with their more complex storylines and units, not to mention graphics but Dune 2000 will always remain in my heart (:
Gee, I sound like a nerd >.<
Ordos, out.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Mmm, going to make this quick since I want to start typing out notes for the next History test (besides the treaty of versailles, what else is it on?) as opposed to doing notes the day before the test and typing like a man(wo)man.
Bio: We dissected a goat's heart today (: So fun. Hehehehe. At first it stank real bad and I felt a little sick when Mrs Lee was showing us the procedure especially when she kept sliding her finger up and down the various valves and poking at the umm, weird white stuff in the chambers (I forgot suddenly >.<)
It didn't help that across the airwell we could hear B2 (stupid bimbos >.<) screaming with every poke at the goat's heart.
Anyway, I dissected the heart with Eleanor, Chessa and Celestine. Chessa and Eleanor watched while Celestine held the heart and I had the dubious honor of cutting the sections of the heart up.
Snip snip snip. Ooops, that looks wrong. Snip snip snip. Hey that looks cool! *someone pokes the heart* snip snip snip. Hey look, I can stuff my finger up this! And look, I can make the heart beat *Celestine grabs the heart and starts squeezing it*
On and on the inane conversations and noises went from out bench. How fun. Well, it didn't get fun till we were actually finished with the heart (which we cheated a little and pretended to identify parts because we wanted to do more interesting stuff with the heart). The heart was pretty much in 4 equal chunks because of the cutting I had done earlier and so we each grabbed a nice chunk and set about desecrating it.
I used the sissors I had in my hand to snip by bit 'o heart into tiny dog food size chunks, Chessa set about cutting the fat off her bit, Eleanor cut shapes from her heart and Celestine ever the depraved humorist stuck her finger up a tendon (or was it a valve?) and used the chunk of heart as a 'finger puppet! say hi!'
Other groups cut their heart into small chunks (bigger than mine though) and dumped it into the basin and pretended that they were making soup.
'I've never seen a class of girls all mutilating their hearts collectively! You girls had better not use the chemicals on it' - Mrs Lee
Which of course made me want to dumb some dilute Nitric Acid (so sads, not strong acids for us) on the heart but I decided to to finish snipping up the heart and then forgot about it afterwards.
How fun (:
Bio: We dissected a goat's heart today (: So fun. Hehehehe. At first it stank real bad and I felt a little sick when Mrs Lee was showing us the procedure especially when she kept sliding her finger up and down the various valves and poking at the umm, weird white stuff in the chambers (I forgot suddenly >.<)
It didn't help that across the airwell we could hear B2 (stupid bimbos >.<) screaming with every poke at the goat's heart.
Anyway, I dissected the heart with Eleanor, Chessa and Celestine. Chessa and Eleanor watched while Celestine held the heart and I had the dubious honor of cutting the sections of the heart up.
Snip snip snip. Ooops, that looks wrong. Snip snip snip. Hey that looks cool! *someone pokes the heart* snip snip snip. Hey look, I can stuff my finger up this! And look, I can make the heart beat *Celestine grabs the heart and starts squeezing it*
On and on the inane conversations and noises went from out bench. How fun. Well, it didn't get fun till we were actually finished with the heart (which we cheated a little and pretended to identify parts because we wanted to do more interesting stuff with the heart). The heart was pretty much in 4 equal chunks because of the cutting I had done earlier and so we each grabbed a nice chunk and set about desecrating it.
I used the sissors I had in my hand to snip by bit 'o heart into tiny dog food size chunks, Chessa set about cutting the fat off her bit, Eleanor cut shapes from her heart and Celestine ever the depraved humorist stuck her finger up a tendon (or was it a valve?) and used the chunk of heart as a 'finger puppet! say hi!'
Other groups cut their heart into small chunks (bigger than mine though) and dumped it into the basin and pretended that they were making soup.
'I've never seen a class of girls all mutilating their hearts collectively! You girls had better not use the chemicals on it' - Mrs Lee
Which of course made me want to dumb some dilute Nitric Acid (so sads, not strong acids for us) on the heart but I decided to to finish snipping up the heart and then forgot about it afterwards.
How fun (:
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
On Monday I recieved this sms: "ICIC eh you know the guy who likes to bang his head? Ben Soh? He blew his face off with paraffin today at chem prac!"
I wish I had paraffin for chem prac today so I could aim the mouth at the teacher.
She's always picking on me now and isn't happy till she sees me crying. I should just cry at every slight provocation so she'll be happy for the rest of the day >.<
I wish I had paraffin for chem prac today so I could aim the mouth at the teacher.
She's always picking on me now and isn't happy till she sees me crying. I should just cry at every slight provocation so she'll be happy for the rest of the day >.<
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Friday, July 22, 2005
Man, my internet is running really slow and I have no idea why, waiting for Blogger to load killed my mood to blog about anything interesting (other than this).
Well, Racial Harmony Day was today (we celebrated one day late) and Mrs Liow let us go and change and Gina handed me this super short chinese collar/indian tunic like dress. To make things worse, there were high slits on both sides of the dress.
When I found a pair of black pants 2 hours later, I was so happy. During bio I found someone's Punjabi sash/scarf lying around so I wore it and changed my outfit completely (:
Meanwhile, I can't find the option to change my font like usual, (stupid computer) so I guess I'm stuck like this. Better send it off before the browser decides to close itself >.<
Well, Racial Harmony Day was today (we celebrated one day late) and Mrs Liow let us go and change and Gina handed me this super short chinese collar/indian tunic like dress. To make things worse, there were high slits on both sides of the dress.
When I found a pair of black pants 2 hours later, I was so happy. During bio I found someone's Punjabi sash/scarf lying around so I wore it and changed my outfit completely (:
Meanwhile, I can't find the option to change my font like usual, (stupid computer) so I guess I'm stuck like this. Better send it off before the browser decides to close itself >.<
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Friday, July 15, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Oh yeah! The Good Charlotte concert was really good! Just the thing I needed after a really bad day in school.
At first I was a little grumpy because of what happened, but as The Anthem began I started to feel a little happier, loud noisy music and all and at the end of the song I was really into the spirit of things (:
On the other hand, the guys seated next to me were completely dead! They just sat there look grumpy and bored. One even leaned forward so that he could rest his elbow on his knee (he had propped his head up with his hand). They all looked really bored >.<>
Anyway, I counted: 42 people, mainly girls fainted/had to be pulled out from the standing section. At first I was quite disturbed and worried but after a while so many kept on being pulled out and I saw the girls walking away soon after they got over the other side of the barrier.
Throughout the whole concert, I kept wondering when they were going to play Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous, the song that broke through to the Singapore market and they finally played it as the last song (:
Hahaha, for that song I actually got up and jumped along to it. Alot of other people did as well so yeah. except for the three stooges of course. They just sat there and the one next to me had his foot jumped on (by me of course) how fun. I should have jumped on his foot more.
When we exited the indoor stadium, I felt a little woozy, like i had cotton wool stuffed so deeply into my ears that it touched my brain. It was a strange sensation. I couldn't hear properly and my voice was going a little.
Weekend's almost here!
At first I was a little grumpy because of what happened, but as The Anthem began I started to feel a little happier, loud noisy music and all and at the end of the song I was really into the spirit of things (:
On the other hand, the guys seated next to me were completely dead! They just sat there look grumpy and bored. One even leaned forward so that he could rest his elbow on his knee (he had propped his head up with his hand). They all looked really bored >.<>
Anyway, I counted: 42 people, mainly girls fainted/had to be pulled out from the standing section. At first I was quite disturbed and worried but after a while so many kept on being pulled out and I saw the girls walking away soon after they got over the other side of the barrier.
Throughout the whole concert, I kept wondering when they were going to play Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous, the song that broke through to the Singapore market and they finally played it as the last song (:
Hahaha, for that song I actually got up and jumped along to it. Alot of other people did as well so yeah. except for the three stooges of course. They just sat there and the one next to me had his foot jumped on (by me of course) how fun. I should have jumped on his foot more.
When we exited the indoor stadium, I felt a little woozy, like i had cotton wool stuffed so deeply into my ears that it touched my brain. It was a strange sensation. I couldn't hear properly and my voice was going a little.
Weekend's almost here!
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