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Searching for pleasures overrated Thursday, March 27, 2003
lately, i've been chatting to lost-long friends online. 2 days ago, i chatted with this instructor of mine during our incentive trip to kota tinggi. they did an extremely well job, i must say. amidst the harsh conditions, hot weather and millions of flies, the instructors took us through truly memorable days of our lives with beaming faces and endless lame jokes. there, i had the best campfire i ever had. i still remember us shouting the school cheer and the echo returned from the forests loud and clear. whoa. frankly, without the instructors, the camp wouldnt have been so enjoyable. [how about a 100 flies clinging on your dining table all the while, a worm in my rice, and the sight of a milipede as fat as a banana?]
i havent been talking on the phone for a long long time. tried calling jessica just now to give her a surprise but no one picked up the phone! :( we usED to talk almost every night, and she was my record holder. 4 hrs 46 min 17 sec, haha fine, the minutes part was a rough estimation and seconds part was merely created for memory purpose. her house was like my 2nd home hehe. all the ddr [lol], monopoly, lode runner, vcds, dino crisis[!], wheel of fortune, swimming, tennis and what have us. i miss that girl and the stuffies we do! :/ hmmms, i miss danny very much too! [he's a dog, just in case..] weeee, i wish i have a doggie. a cocker spaniel or golden retriever, anyone?
fabricated tales ramble on at 09:14 p.m. Wednesday, March 26, 2003
due to SARS outbreak, there will be no school till 6 April. whoa, plus the two days i haven't been coming school and the march holidays earlier on, i'm having a total of 23 days break. why, i never knew this disease could be so serious and fatal. my first experience of school stoppage, i was very doubtful when someone told me there won't be any school tm. hehs, i even thought it's an early April Fool's joke. great as it sounds, i would rather everything be back on usual track, no SARS no increasing number of patients and Deaths. i mean, we're so happy coz of holidays but someone has also passed away because of the same reason. isn't that so sad? okays DUH. i'm spouting rubbish already. oh great, i just heard our june holidays will be compensated for the 10 days lost. eeps! :/ getting cooped up at home for 2 days resulted in an overdose of boredom and television. the farewell dinner for vincent is postponed because everybody is grounded at home! gosh.
my ankle is still swollen. swollen. swollen. swollen. swollen.
fabricated tales ramble on at 07:30 p.m. Tuesday, March 25, 2003
the chinese osteopath told me last night that by this morning, the swell will be gone and it will not hurt at all. A Pack Of Lies, i say! i was also down with the sian-of-school syndrome and hence, decided to go back to sleep shortly after my alarm clock buzzed off. i wonder if anybody in class noticed i didn't go school today? was pretty comforted and touched when i received several heart-warming smses. how amazing one sms can actually brighten someone's day. thanks peeps, you rock. lilian my "yummy mummy" msged to tell me she and dad [LOL] missed me and reminded me to bring elasticity [what the hell is that] notes for tm's econs test. hee hee, sweet mum. -hugs- so i stayed at home, wheeled around the house in the swivel chair and got trapped in slumber most of the time. i'm right now indulged in self-pity, grossed out by my swollen ankle and trying to sort out my thinkings. Hmmms.
rights, i feel like a total brat now. here i am ranting on and on about the frivolous while some others are crying buckets of tears. sorry to those who cant stay. -hugs- rights, i heard there's one who put rj as first choice, regretted and appealed to hc, got in and in the end cried badly coz she can't stay with her class. oh c'mon, in case you didn't realised, you have taken someone else's place. and there you go, crying incessantly at the expense of others. okays i sound like a mean freakazoid alright but i care less than usual. Arghs, wished i've gone school today.
fabricated tales ramble on at 09:25 p.m. Monday, March 24, 2003
Today was Totally Tragic. i was happily walking down the overhead bridge with meilin opposite coro when my right foot suddenly gave way and i fell on my slanted foot. gosh, i could feel the immense pain piercing right through my bones. as the lucky/ignorant/whatever me who never sprained my ankle before, i thought it was just a very painful fall and not a sprain. i bade meilin farewell on the bus and limped my way to compass point to collect photos i've taken like, a few months ago? went home and was about to take some ice for my poor ankle when i realised it's swollen like... a bao. [i'll find a better simile] my father then fetched me and searched around serangoon area for a chinese osteopath. i was really terrified, as sessions with chinese osteopath are always known for their.. pain. it wasnt the actual pain that's fearsome, but the anticipation, questions like how long it's gonna take and how painful it'll be that is haunting my poor mind. hopes got dimmer as one by one, the shops we found were closed. [it was 9:30 pm by then] finally, we saw this glimpse of light [or hope] from the shop i paid a painful visit to when i was really young. they opened the gate for us, we went in, and soon the fear came. several twists and turns on my poor swollen ankle, and a sudden CRACK! gosh, the nightmare was finally over. i'll be able to take out my bandage tm morning! this is definitely one painful incident i'll never forget.
on deeper thoughts, i realise as you grow older, you see more deaths pass you by. i remembered vividly my that painful visit to that tie da shop, the oh-so-terrifying uncle, the blue tiles on the floor and the brown scary bed. my father was marvelling at my memory span as he thought i was only 2 or 3 years old at that time. or perhaps, it was the trauma of it all. the present osteopath who "cracked" me earlier on was his son. sadly, the uncle passed away. the priest whom we always get holy water from in that chinese temple we visited in the past had passed away due to old age too. the old lady who lived beside my former house [my family lived there for 20 years] used to play mahjong with my mum and few other khakis and give us generous angpows on new year's day. we were only told about the bad news of her leaving this world a few weeks after. how sad that the very people you take for granted every day suddenly bid this world goodbye, and you feel that pinch of sorrow and loss coz you'll never see them again.
on a less morbid topic, the photos i've collected activated a rush of memories of graduation night [a few shots only, as i used 2 rolls of film!], mahjong with han sa boon, banner painting with snbt as well as annual sec4 farewell chalet! [yeah, those photos were that long ago] photos were very nicely taken, esp those with boon sa and han at my house roof garden! :D i certainly regret crying during graduation night because my bloodshot eyes were slightly visible in the photos. eeks.
everybody's waiting anxiously now for the news of the appeal cases. may all my friends be able to stay, and good luck to j2s for their block tests! :)
Ouch.
fabricated tales ramble on at 10:28 p.m. Sunday, March 23, 2003
I didn't mean to break my promise of trying to learn what others have absorbed during the past 3 months in these 2 days. but i can't help it. afternoon was spent replenishing the large amount of hours i've been deprived of while night was spent watching Miss Singapore Universe. the winner's quite pretty :) oh, i've just received the letter regarding the school i'm posted to. Whoa, didn't know we'll even receive a letter. seems like my last entry is giving the wrong impression that i regret going hc. no i'm not! in fact, thank God i can even make it to hc! why, i didn't even dream of going there for the first three months, really. Hee, i'm in the make-the-most-outta-everything-i-have mode again. i sound silly and less and less words are being squeezed out of my puny brain. i better stop and go drink my iced coffee. nights!
fabricated tales ramble on at 12:12 a.m. Saturday, March 22, 2003
i'm trying my utmost to stop thinking of silly thoughts like these and give myself seemingly convincing excuses to stop the feeling of regret from haunting me. like an irksome creature. Urghs.
Of all the things I've believed in
fabricated tales ramble on at 01:41 p.m. Friday, March 21, 2003
today was a Torturing Tanning day, or should i say a Bully Boonie day haha. went sentosa with the usual bimbos boon and chel and it was really great being able to catch up with them. the bus we took to sentosa was really crowded and we had to stand all the way, with boon standing at the edge of the steps. the bus suddenly jerked and boon was sent flying two whole beeg steps down with a loud BUMP! THUMP, and she landed beautifully at the end of the steps. it was such a comical sight chel and i were terribly tickled by it. the worse was, there were a big bunch of hwa chong people who also laughed at boon. hahaha! :D i laughed so hard i was tearing for.. say 5 minutes? hahaha! :D that girl, she left me alighting the bus with a tear-stained face. me and chel were really fried at the beach under the scorching sun and our efforts were paid off. though, the tan lines are really distinct which actually look ugly. :/ after the several lying-washoffsand-lying session, we went to town where boon left us for class chalet. chel and i went to Hyatt where she got a free room and we bathed to our cleanest. the corridor looked really haunted, though we bravely had a brisk walking competition. -hides- we appeased our growling stomachs with ban mian at scotts food court. and neoprints! lol our favourite pastime. they actually looked nice despite us having really teeny weeny time taking the shots. we went back to the room, amused ourselves with the stupid Price is right show and rested for a while. till night fell, i left her to her "prince".
am quite certain those 2 girls are heading towards rj. i start to wonder, why didnt i ever think of that school? hmmms, hc is nice though. i'll just pray hard we'll all enjoy our jc life and of course, keep in touch till they get married at least. HAHA, yes, boon was already thinking of her bridesmaids [us!] and chel knew how she gonna hold her wedding already. and I, will remain that single and faithful friend. lol :))
Hello my friend we meet again,
fabricated tales ramble on at 09:07 p.m. Thursday, March 20, 2003
i feel fresh and clean after a seemingly thorough shower, but my mind tells me i still can smell the remains of the cake. i was pretty amazed by how a chocolate cake that looked yummilicious could actually leave an unpleasant stench clinging on to us throughout the night. i am pretty shagged after today's class bbq, which i deemed a success? i remember me, lilian, sinhui and wenhooi trying to wash the potatoes, break the corns and wrap them up with aluminium foil at the sink. Or the umpteen times me and wenhooi walked to the much-deprived-of-items provision shop to fetch our drinks from the ice-cream fridge the uncle "kindly" offered. the tables tennis table was practically hogged all the time, with many hidden talents discovered. i had a short relaxing time at the swing, happily swinging myself up high and enjoying the breeze like i always did in my childhood. some of us sat at the swinging chairs [or whatever you call them..] and i felt the same rush of tranquility upon gazing at the velvet sky dotted with twinkling stars, and tonight, the beaming and round moon. i just simply adore the skyyyy! :D it was such a pity we bought too much food today, too many cuttlefish balls and prawn balls, too many uncooked and burnt potatos and corn. the "finale" was playing truth or dare, where hidden secrets and slight desires were unveiled. yes, i was tooo shocked for words! the guys were very unconvinced by the girls' answers though. on the way home, seowhong successfully scared sinhui and himself LOL with some ghost stories, and i was shocked at myself for being so nonchalent. normally, i would have tonnes of goosebumps already. maybe i was just not being myself for a while. or maybe, i had realised human hearts can be more terrifying than a PERHAPS harmless ghost? i wonder.
okays, i think i still carry the vomit-like chocolate cake smell. Gosh! :/
// When dreaming I'm guided to another world
fabricated tales ramble on at 12:39 a.m. Monday, March 17, 2003
today, a fruitful day indeed! Finally, had a chance to go out with dear rachel aka bimbo. whoa, the route we took was long and strenuous, especially under the scorching sun and zillions of vapour molecules bombarding us. still, we made a lot of discoveries along the way. first stop was army market, where we ate pasta for lunch and bought a top each. then, we took a bus to bugis and we missed the stop! :/ we walked a long way to bugis and explored nearly every shop we fancy. next stop was bugis street, where shop owners generously cut down prices saying it's at students' discount although we didn't ask for it. drowned in the humidity of the place, we trudged our way to the bus stop and embarked on a bus ride to town. Finally, i bought a wallet! yes, after days of searching in vain, i've finally found myself a new wallet to replace the old tattered nike one. today was indeed a tiring day but now we know where all the cheap and nice stuff are! right, chel? -winks-
i do sound a lot happier than my previous entries huhs?
i can never understand myself, or the escapist inside me. training and mahjong session tm. till then, my books are waiting for me impatiently.
i don't wanna run away but i can't take it i don't understand. if i'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that i am? is there anyway that i can stay in your arms?
fabricated tales ramble on at 10:21 p.m. Sunday, March 16, 2003
again, i slept at 5pm and woke up at 2 am. it is probably due to the lack of sleep during the school days that my body clock is making me rest more during the weekends. today's funfair was really on a huge scale, with funny rides and beeg balloon slides. whoa. it was too crowded that me and szuyu barely bought anything. we did 2 hennas though! i marvelled at the butterfly Virn drew on my arm, that girl has great potential, i must say. sorry to those who found the funfair a great turn-down. i didn't mean it, trust me.
i can't put into words this bitter feeling inside me, which is slowly eating up my soul. then, the song Everytime you cry had to play on my mp3 list. what an Irritating song, not the song itself but some underlying meaning behind it. Arghs. it was actually quite a nice song. Sighs. every moment that passes this night is causing a step deeper into the realms of uncertainty. i some sort know the reason behind it, yet i know not. what a contradicting night.
music is always the best alternative to dissipate loneliness, laladeedums.
it's a sad fact that people tend to judge by appearance and not the true inner being. pretty faces fade away, they are no more than a gift from heaven. no, i stress that i'm not having sour grapes about it [oh, haha] but it's probably because i've seen too many cases of poor souls being ostracised to a certain extent, while pretty faces get away with everything. cruel, ain't it?
I wish i could count to ten, make everything be wonderful again.
just let me be immersed in my strange little surreal world for a little while more, don't let reality get a grip on me.
fabricated tales ramble on at 02:14 a.m. Friday, March 14, 2003
i had purely physical training today. tonnes of running and little push-ups and sit-ups, deemed as very slack, was actually enough to exhaust me majorly. sighs, my stamina really really really sucks now. :/ during the march hols, there will be 4 days of training. i seriously hope my plans can still go on! school today was pretty boring and sleep-inducing. i lost the chance to attend the last physics lecture of the term, answer mr lui's yes-no questions and of course, bid farewell to fat b*****d. arghs, i seem to be speaking in disjointed sentences and unwanted illusions are bugging me. i need some music to drain everything off this silly mind of mine.
// I close my eyes when I get too sad
I want the things that I had before
Hope my mom and I hope my dad
Close my eyes when I go to bed
Promises mean everything when you're little
Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now
I go to school and I run and play
Go to my room and I close my eyes
I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now //
fabricated tales ramble on at 09:26 p.m. Tuesday, March 11, 2003
went to chinese high for training today coz the hall's under some huge renovation. i am kinda satisfied with myself today, having played both lousy and exciting matches. after training, the four of us [yeahs, the only j1s] shared a cab to thomson plaza for some yummilicious ramen. then, we rewarded ourselves with Swensen's ice cream delight. :D ordered 2 sets of Topless 5 and we took a long time choosing 10 ice cream flavours hee hee. thanks Cheng wei for half the treat! :D
here's some exciting plans for march holidays:
fabricated tales ramble on at 11:38 p.m. Monday, March 10, 2003
some had forsaken this rare hwa chong holiday to stay at home and do work. some grabbed the opportunity to take a break and enjoy themselves. i am in the third category: went out but totally tired myself out. it must be due to the search for presents and making of a 35cm by 50 cm birthday card that deprived me of my sleep and energy. went back to st nicks this morning and i feasted on an enormous amount of long-lost canteen food. then, we embarked on a sleep-inducing bus ride to town and caught Maid in Manhatten. a typical romantic flick, one that brings about endless dreams and fantasies. someone asked me, isn't sad endings more real than happy ones? wow, that's true. i then realise i've been living in my dreams again and drifting away from seemingly cruel reality. that is typical me, isnt it? i havent learnt from my lesson, sadly.
st nicks food and fun fair is on 15 March, Saturday. whoa, seems like it gonna be a really grand and huge event. stalls will be set up all over the school, which i probably can't finish walking around till night falls. the food juniors are selling sounds mouth-watering, and inedible items sounds pretty cool too. from fries with cheese, mexican food to face, body and hand painting. there's glitter, babes! -looks at boon and chel- ill be anticipating. :)
fabricated tales ramble on at 08:54 p.m. Sunday, March 9, 2003
Talentime was indeed, in one word, smashin'! as i first stepped into the auditorium in tees and shorts, i was lost amidst the hwa chongians dressed smartly in skirts, jeans or shirts. charlene and huishan HAD to laugh at me. :/ firstly, the band named "Last Minute" performed several great rock songs. i was immediately drawn to the drummer and it ignited my buried dream to be the drummer in a rock band. though, i can never make it. the first vocal solo item was by this girl who sang Jay Chou's Hei Se You Mo, my all time favorite sad song! My, was she marvellous. the high pitches and difficult parts of the song was completed successfully. as she took her bow, many went up and bombarded her with tonnes of flowers. the duet by pei zhen and lester were really superb! that girl's voice was indeed angelic and captivating. while listening, i could almost imagine myself in a cinema, watching an animated fairy tale and the theme song would play on, instantly creating a lovely atmosphere. if i am the producer of the record company, i'll definitely sign her up!
after the break was the open category finals. the highly anticipated basketball dance by Half Thin Person finally arrived. the 69ers immediately shouted Go Awakening! before the dance started. the first part was pretty creative, with basketballs rolling to every dancer on the stage. the beat started, and everybody started cheering loudly as the basketballers revealed their vitality. the solo parts were real cool, with the dancers displaying their stunts with the basketballs. by the time the curtain closed, the auditorium was rocking with cheers and applause. next was Feet by the dancers. the songs were cool, the dance was fluent and the dancers were indeed dancers. sometimes i wish i haf that dance nature in my blood too, not just in my mind. hee hee. for the second time, i cannot make it. me and wenhooi were praying hard that the basketballers will claim the champion trophy, and so they did! they even won the Best Performance award! i was greatly disappointed and shocked though, that the dancers were only awarded a consolation prize for their hard work. anyways, great job Angel! :D
fabricated tales ramble on at 01:02 a.m. Saturday, March 8, 2003
Love this layout to bits and pieces! hmmms, there aint much about my life to update about now, since it has been so monotonous. i've been overcome by fatigue lately and my muscles are aching. :/ Talentime later. good luck Angel Wai kit! :D Later.
fabricated tales ramble on at 02:12 p.m.
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