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heya
today i tried to get jacq and shauna to converse with each other in their different third langs! they found it very weird and sustained it only for one exhange haha. but i think it'd be super cool if they're both fluent in jap and french instead of just either one and then they can hold a 'bilingual' conversation in the sense that jacq questions in jap and shauna replies in french and they both completely understand what the other is talking about!

it would be abit like, you asking your friend a question in english and she replying in chinese, just PRO-ER because it's a foreign language.

if i have the chance/time/perseverance i would like very much to attain that level of proficiency in at least two foreign languages and hold a 'bilingual' or 'multilingual' conversation with a friend who's equally fluent! super cool super pro super exciting. oh ok and i wanto do it on the train or bus, imagine the looks of those people around us! HEHEHE.

and i want to work at any >five-star hotel that's going to be in Masdar City!

ANYWAY.
i am like a donkey i am very stubborn, i think perhaps also in a somewhat irritating and unreasonable way at times and over the oddest and sometimes most trivial things in the world. ok so i know but i don't think i'll correct this decided obstinacy that quick.

and it's so not fair that people can get home in 10 mins flat (and still sms to inform me that gr!) and that people have a OPENAIR roof while i've to plaster my face to the grills of my window to get that bit of fresh air and that people have cable tv and and and and and. aiya but there are so many things for me to feel unequal about that if i persist on them i'll just wallow in self-misery and rot away into nothingness which is totally not worth it. i should allow myself to grouch for a while and then just translate that into POWER motivation and seek to enjoy those that i don't have now in my (hopefully, near) future yes? YES.
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ok end of self-reflection, now i am going to do quizzes while waiting for yu le bai fen bai to start yay

hm i realise that listening to music through your earplugs in public places like buses, trains and in school are quite bad for your eardrums because you have to turn up the volume.
when i'm on the bus i turn up the volume to at least 3 but at home even 1 and a half seems too loud!

so, friends who plug in to their whateverpods so very frequently: ST, C, V, L, SL, C.. er, and ok just about everybody i know, please take care of your ears ah!

wow if you think NS at 18 is bad,
check THIS out! and THIS!

my neighbourhood shopping mall is turning very hip with new shops like thebodyshop, thefaceshop, guardian upgrading, sakae, and possibly even subway if i didn't see wrongly, yay! haha but i still go in my tshirt fbts and fake birks anyway. i had an amusing experience today there. just as i stood in the super long line for the bus home, these three boys got up from the bench they were sitting on to stand behind me even though the bus hadn't come. it was quite disconcerting; they were quite tall, big- intimidating looking even by my standards. but the moment they opened their mouth to talk, i just wanted to laugh. they started discussing how they always 'friend' only chiobus on friendster..how they've never seen any girl look pretty without make-up and came to the conclusion that girls should always wear make up..how some girls are so fat..and on and on. oh please. maybe i would have had more respect for them if they'd said they used facebook instead. hur. if my sec 1 sister ever comes home with a bengish brainless and superficial boyfriend like them i'm gonna give him a hard time!

ughhhhhhhh what a blow, yet again. such indulgence.. i can't understand why and how.. this difference.it eaaaats at me.i should just delete you from my History.i tell myself time and time again but when i think i've gotten over it i just keep going back and you just blow me away again.

POOF.

LOVE THE WEATHER
AND SO WANTO WATCH THAT KOREAN MOVIE

oh how i love love love enjoy enjoy enjoy china studies and reading learning like when i read Will Hutton's The Writing on The Wall.!
BUT ugh! after labouring over the endless cse "tests" that we've had to do recently i'm so glad i'm finally DONE and am moving on to Greener Pastures.

i meant gp btw. so tired, so tired, so tired but still have to fight! this is like, having to side-step low morotes again and again so that i don't fall fall fall fall fall fall fall fall fall into newaza and lose the fight.

SO TIRED, BUT FIGHTING ON.
don't let yourself down.

there are some times like today when i look across to the other end of the row from where i am sitting at and i notice the boys in my class. on normal days they're just people, classmates, friends, people, same. but on these random days they're people, classmates, friends, boys and different. i marvel at how we are constructed so differently in physical and psychological ways and yet we are so similar as fellow human beings who feel the same pain and the same joy. oh and today i came to a conclusion that a certain male classmate possesses more appealing qualities than he allows himself to think so.

my littlest sister is now singing along to this hilarious piano 'Donkey' piece that goes: HEE-HAW HEEE-HAWWW HEEEEEE-HAWWWWW

and i love JULIE'S CHOCOLATE LOVE LETTERS and chocolate pocky of course
ah, the little things in life that keep me afloat!

it is a curious feeling to look across the room, see someone you used to know when you were seven and find that you both are, now in your eighteen year old selves, in the same classroom pretending to look interested in the lesson.

an absolutely fabulous magazine people overlook in the library

everybody thinks: life sucks,
ok i just have to learn to deal with it.

there is none like you
no one else can touch my heart like you do
i can search for all eternity long and find
there is none like you

your mercy flows like the river so wide
healing comes from your hands
suffering children are safe in your arms
there is none like you

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despite my lack of devotion, it is His songs that give the comfort and reassurance that i need in light of the exam frenzy and the gradual disfigurement of my limbs which, though i don't express it in school, distresses me very much.

today ended on a happy note, i have a bad feeling about the phototaking though but nevermind because i suppose it's part of the look-back-in-ten-years-time-and-laugh-at-myself fun of it all, yea? but it is upsetting that i just missed yu le bai fen bai because i forgot to hand up hard copies of my I.S and spent close to half an hour sending it out because there were some technical problems. SIGH! there goes my daily hour of laughing at xiao zhu and xiao gui.

:(

my fingers feel like overcooked sausages.
an itchy and alot less (oxymoron!) appealing version.
grrrrrrr

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All my sister's credit! I possess none of such cuteness.
Did you see us bobbing our cute heads?
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DUDE MY SISTER WAS IMPOSTORING ME IN THAT SMS! You just unwittingly paid her a compliment sigh.
She's very pleased with herself right now and is laughing at me.


AHA. nevermind, it made me grin to myself the whole way home!

because my rebel sister used this laptop the other day, she left all her blog addresses for me to spy on. and her friend has one http://www.sweetlovesexists.blogspot.com (which by the way is locked so don't bother trying) the word sexists just pops out at me. haha!

BUT the highlight is!!! my sister typed the f word! like, 'fuckin boredin'
ZZZOMMGGG. in sec one, saying the f word was like, ... saying VOLDEMORT.
zomg zomg zomg! and what in the world is boredin.
and she posts pictures of her and friends sitting on the floor in the mrt. ARGH! i hate it when people do that. and she poses in pictures like an ahlian! and she's talking about boyfriends and boyzzzz HOWWWW. mysister is turning into a boy-loving ah lian with all her wahlaos and wahsehs and XXYYZZs. I KNEW SHE SHOULD HAVE GONE TO A GIRLS SCHOOL DAMNIT.

sometimes i wonder about the potential for a stronger friendship between myself and certain individuals that i've gotten to know in the past two years. but then i suppose that our paths crossed too late in the growing-up phase of concreting relationships that now we are aware of other (and perhaps, older) loyalties and priorities that we know we should put first.

ok haha somehow watching two-player beach volleyball i think about chemistry, partnership, compatibility in friendships.

somehow i keep catching mostly beach volleyball matches of the olympics. it probably has something to do with the regularity of the time i wake up at and the time of the games. oh and i still can't seem to find out (despite all the googling) why the men's attire requires so much less exposure than the females'.

anyhow i can't wait to watch China play USA (females).
tsk how i envy their height!

SHITZ i dislike being home alone.
i like it for up to two hours and then i start feeling like i should just go to bed at 8.30pm because i am so bored with my own boring self.

and i've to watch tv in the dark because the light aint working. and i hate watching tv in the dark. i am extremely particular about the conditions when doing things i like to do (just like my movie watching experience) plus it's bad for my eyes, leh.

and i am increasingly pissed and dissatisfied with my inability to express myself in beautiful poetic inspiring but still coherent manner, verbally or otherwise.
GRRRR.

i am thinking about Singapore, and i am thinking that i will always be grateful for the freedom, the choices, the opportunities that i have here in Singapore as a female, as an equal. Even if i cannot tolerate crowds and small spaces during celebrations, even if i hate the heat, even if i feel a surge of pride for China while watching it fly successfully on the international stage, SINGAPORE is always number one.

because i've seen what it's like at places such as Cambodia and China, i appreciate even more the life i have here.

well. even though i am guessing that other people enjoyed the celebrations yesterday i refuse to allow my discontent to be suppressed, at least not on my own blog. i was really quite miserable with the lack of leg room my heavy bag claustrophobia and could not find it in me to enjoy anything. i couldn't even leave early because i was in the middle of the human sea ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZz

and now i am frustrated because i thought i had a lot of elizabeth misunderstanding darcy stuff in my head butnow they're not flowing coherently into my microsoft document!!

flowwwwwwwwwwww words flowwwwwwwwwww~~~

ack my life suckzzzxxxxsssszzzxxssss
aiya i'm going to shaolin si to become a monk!

today i realised how mediocre my badminton playing skills are at ihc badminton.

but i met this really cute and sweet little j1 boy whose enthusiasm, positivity and unfailing support for people completely unrelated to him has earned my respect. initially i thought he was a relatively soft spoken ordinarily friendly little boy but his bursts of OH YEA and GOOD JOB BB everytime we scored a point (note that we were still losing) showed me his passion for his house. i have no idea why and share no similar loyalty to my house, but i am amazed at his passion and duty towards his house that he willingly brings together completely unrelated people and showing consistent one-man support for all of the players for the entire two plus hours. his coordinating partner abandoned him 5 minutes into the event and can you imagine how not fun it is being a solo cheerleader for a team that can be barely called a team because to be honest the rest of us were too distant and too careless to cheer each other on during their matches.

he is sucha sweet boy, always smiling always encouraging us, offering consolations and 'thanks for coming down to play anyway, it's all about the fun yea!'and cheering us on by names even though at some matches we were (like me) losing horribly, missing practically every shot and basically quite hopeless already. the fact that he bothered to remember ALL of our names just shows his sincerity and his genuine support for people whom he has known for a total of sixty minutes of his life which i think is just amazing.

he has earned from me a respect and recognition i never really had for councillors and house committee members. one black sheep can rock the entire boat and just one good sheep can bring the entire herd to heaven.

maybe i sound like i have a ginormous crush on a little boy haha but nope, this boy has really given me another insight into people, personalities, and the amazing capacity and the decided use of their potential of some human beings to care and to light up other people's lives.

and anyhow, such a cute, sweet and totally nice boy, haha all the little j1 girls should totally snap him up now!

my throat is sore, my throat is sore! ohmytian! please don't let me be sick in addition to having skin problems and my * ! please no no no no no no when there's so much work to be done!!!!

have you seen the new lit homework on p&p that just came in? if you haven't you better go check your email now.
i'm grateful for revision and ms lye's efforts but this weekend is going to be crazy what with two tests on monday and ihist rememdial ackk. oh and i guess we shouldn't be expecting the national day holiday to be a restful one either!

i wanto drop everything and go cycling around the most exotic most rustic and least toured places in the world.

trivia: i think peng yu yan is really quite cute.i first saw him in Chinese paladin and i'm watching Shao nian yang jia jiang now. he's not really typically good looking but he's still very cute and it's totally unfair that everyone liked Hu Ge more in CP.tsk