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this is the story of a girl
who cried a river and drowned the whole world.
Monday, June 22, 2009 @ 2:24 PM
dreams.

this morning woke up a bit later than usual.
cos last night at around 12am my bro found out that he hasnt done finish his english supp homework which required the use of the internet...
so i had to do it cos he is slow with the computer.
then thoday the dream damn... i dunno how to describe. cos i dreamt that i was like in my room minding my own business. then suddenly got screaming coming from the kitchen. so i walked out.
then i saw this 3 people. burglars they were. then i was like asking my father how they got in. then he say that the fron door was locked wad. haiz... it doesnt make sense. but anyway... dreams dont make sense sometimes. so at the moment they were trying to snatch my grandma's wallet away. then rite... got my uncle at home also. so he and my father paid the ransom. $10,200. stupid. then pay already rite... my uncle brought my grandma home. i was wondering why no one called the police.then again..it doesnt make sense. so they went to raid my room. my room nothing one lor. so i ust let them go in while i went to the gate. wow. there i saw the burglars' kids. they were aslo busy robbing other kids. but they were midgets. so they never rob me.heheez;)
then when i go back to my room, i was like wanting to scream.
cos my beloved piano was hacked into. then the strings inside some wwere removed.
wah lao. so the dream sort of turned into a nightmare. then i woke up.
stupid dream rite.
they burglars didnt even like tie us up or sth.

Thursday, June 18, 2009 @ 9:58 AM
yesterday fun..

went to lot one yesterday with vernice and jill to watch movie.
the actual plan was for achel lim to come with us too. but she couldnt make it ... haiz. wasted. anyway... we watched monster vs aliens.
while queuing up, jill was like trying to peep in front. shit lah. all the good seats all taken away. u noe by who? a huge bunch of nursery kids. wa lao. k nvm.but the worst thing was that they were a bunch of kids and they like took up 6 rows. then there were only like 4 teachers. i wonder how they handle them.
so it was like we went in. then unfortunately... we were right in front of those kids. jill and vvernice was like plaayin with them. say hi here hi there. k lah. i admit they were kind of cute lah. so they started with normal stuffs like telling us not to video the movie sth lidat. then got this ugly muscle guy appear with sunglasses and tattoos.the kids went OOOOHHHHH. AAAAHHH. that guy shuai meh? ANYWAY...i noe that some of them will cry later on during the movie cos got aliens mah.
so the show started. i was commenting about this alien spaceship/meteorite to be a piece of chocolate with mint chips in it... vernice was like hahaha then she told jill. i forgot whether she got hahaha anot. then got one part the crashing very loud. sure enough...the kids started to cry...
the teachers were like damn helpless lol... asking the kid to shhhhhh. luckily for us... the kids behind us remained composed. i was like thinking that maybe they were used to this type of stuffs.=)
i was SO DAMN WRONG. got another part the crashing was like even louder and more shocking. then suddenly... WAHHHHHHH! WAHHHHH! no lah. they were not sound effects made by the show. the kid that jill and vern said hi to was like crying liao. then those around him was like...TEACHER TEACHER! HE IS SCARED OF THE MOVIE! haiz... not only those 2 which i had mentioned started crying. quite a number were like crying loads.
then in the middle of the movie...my mouth was itching for something to eat. this was the first time i ever went in without food. so i drank water. then maybe before that i should have bought something. but then again...i was already broke that i had to go home for lunch.
then the movie ended. the kids started clapping. hahahahahahahahaha.
i never hear people clap when the movie ends. interesting.
then when i reached home, shu ying smsed me to say that she gladys and jamie saw vern and jill.
then when i read vernice blog...the part about wad happened during lunch was another type of the stupid moments we always had last year. damn funny sia.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009 @ 2:01 PM
band drills

yesterday did drills for 3 freaking hours straight.
1.30pm to 5.05pm.
okay it was supposed to be 3hrs.
but it became 3 and a half hours.
lucky today they never pump us. but they did other funny things. nore details later.
just because we couldnt bang together.
actually kind of fun lah.
tin hang reached at like about 12.30pm.
siao already. dunno want to reach so early for what?
then he smsed to say that apparently everyone except sec 1s had full band in the morning.
wow.
everytime like that de.
nvm.
then at about 12.50pm...
huang qing smsed to say that she reached liao.
i still in the car.
so when we started...
sha sha was like..
why today so few people.
true. only 13 came.
then i say...
oh. cos the message said that today got drills so nobody want to come...
everybody laughed and i was like diao...
we started with turning... tin hang was taken away with another boy cos they never come for band camp so they dunno the commands.
shu juan was like teaching them at the side.
we had to fall in in threes. but 13 is a prime number. so there were like many gaps.
the usual stuff again.
kekiri bo seng(fine... i dunno how to spell)
turn left. then joshua was like exasperated that we cant bang together.
so we turn here bang ther turn here bang there turn here bang there turn here bang there.......
for like about 1hr.
then...
they finally taught us marching.
sha sha was yelling again.
lock your arms clench your fists check your dressing do not bounce...(cos got 1 sec 2 senior bouncing)
then joshua and sha sha were like deciding to call the sec 2s banana squad and the sec 1s strawberry squad...
then the sec 2s were protesting.
she was like...oi! drills can talk isit? then got this guy called andrew sth like that.
he kept on laughing.
sha sha was like... banana condom lah.
then he say horny.
joshua made him run around the court with horns(fingers on the head)
everybody laugh.
then got 1 time huang qing kena.
sha sha made her skip around the parade square.
i noe how he felt like lah. i mean we were marching marching marching... so of course the leg stuck.
so she couldnt skip.
sha sha was like ... omg! shes a girl and she doesnt noe how to skip!
then joshua was like... no lah. shes trying.
true...
then got one guy he also have to skip.
then his perc senior was like look! hes enjoying it.

so we continued turning and banging...
joshua continued to screaam at us to lift up our legs on four.
then he threatened to make us bang around the court and run at the same time.
wow. i wonder how to do that.

then got one moment this goup of seniors came(guys)
they were like fooling around.
laughing like crazy.
then sha sha ws like asking them to shi fan for us.
then they anyhow bang and do drills.
she was like telling us not to listen to them.

crazy.

maybe drillls are fun...
like wad joey and king yan said.
i dunno.

Monday, June 8, 2009 @ 12:16 PM
once in a blue moon




cold blooded murderers on the left...aaron acting innocent while zi xing continues to attempt to kill the grasshopper.


wow. my blog is like dead for one whole week.



i couldnt post cos the house is always occupied.
and i was too lazy to post.or i also couldnt find time...
anyway band camp was fun.
on 4th june in the moning...
we went to the sun yat sen memorial hall.
i have a feeling that its haunted.
cos its like me, shao wen jie ru shu ying i think got somemore people...forgot who...
we were like the only ones in a room with waxed figures(so scary... now i noe what vernice meant. i screamed when i saw them)
then we were whispering...
then crash...
something on the other side crashed.
sounded like glass.
so we went to check it out.
no one was there. only us.
seemed that only a wooden photo frame dropped.
but the pic on it was a guy.
we wanted to puke.
i totally lost my appetite for lunch later on...
i was thinking that maybe some kind of spirit was angry with us like that cos we took some scary photos earlier on.
like bodiless heads. two of them. shu ying took the mouth.
then i think she did something funny to the pictures like sticking her fingers up the nose in the pic...
nvm. then we hurriedly got out of the place.
we waited fr the bus and i wasnt feeeling too well.
reach school and went back for band.
did drills and wow...
zhen bang fainted face flat.
hit yan hong in front...
after that zhen bang's senior came over again to say that he fainted...
then yanhong damn sweaty and red.
oh. at night after bathing...
sidharth wore a bright pink shirt.
after i called him gay...
he changed to a brown shirt.
and we had games.
blinfolded and had to walk around the school barefooted while holding the person in front of u on the shoulders.
i crashed my toes at every staircase and joey whacked her knees against the tables and chairs in the canteen.
ow.
at night couldnt sleep. seniors partied in the room. and the lights offf at like 1 plus?
whole night couldnt sleep.
wondered how the others managed to sleep.
dinner sux. lunch sux. breakfast sux.
managed to eat the rice which totally tasted like overnight rice.
everything tasted overnight,
at night... sidharth wore a pink shirt again during dinner time.
i called him gay again.
it was really hot pink.
gay.
solo night was a success for me though. the conductors couldnt find a bad thing to say about my playing.
marvin only said not too bad.
and kds was like nodding...
i hate people who pon band...
then later cannot play.
russell is a case.
keep on badgering me and jia xin about the notes. then later jia xin cant practice then she got criticised.
everyone was laughing at her black face.
she really made it black...
then at night i could sleep.
used clothes to substitute a pillow.
but we talked.
jia xin told me some funny stuffs.i told her some funny stuffs.
then seniors go praty again
i noe that this post damn boring lah...
cos i damn bloody bored so what i say is boring...
haiz...




Monday, June 1, 2009 @ 11:26 AM
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a picture of ser young(maths genius)...
mrs wee


mabel aka science/maths genius(nickname mabbu, mabster, bubu, mama)

Jaskiran aka jaski
misss them.
oh yah. one night in the toilet,....
i washed my feet and slipped.
fortunately i was holding onto the door... which was flimsy enough to break under my weight...
but it didnt break.
well... my knee whacked the sharp edge of the damn door.
not any part of the knee mind you...
but on the stupid huge poped up scar which i had acquired last year due to tripping over my own feet while running too fast...
in short, due to my clumsiness.
so the stupid scar swelled.
as i mentioned above, the scar was already popped-up,,,so how could it swell.
yeah. so it swelled even more.
but this time purple.
so scary.
i hav never heard of a blue-black on the scar.
so my bones were relatively fine...
and my damned scar was suffering from a case of internal bleeding.
stupid case, i called it.
so lets go into detais of how i got that scar.
mind you... i had to go for 10 painful stitches.
yes. ten.
and lets start with the story.
so i was waiting for chinese remedial.(yeah...my chinese really sucked)
i ran to the canteen.(why did i even run?)
then i fell.
the canteen was too noisy for anyone to even notice me.
when i fell, i fell heavily. real heavy. the force was so great that i slid on the bricked floor.
i was stunned for a moment. i couldnt get up. then when i eventually tried i limped. i felt as if my lower leg has been detached from my knee. only a piece of skin was supporting. and my knee bone felt so exposed.
i couldnt cry.
so i thought that it was a minor graze at first cos there wasnt much pain.
i limped back to the library and sat there. then i took a look at the knee.
i wanted to really scream out loud...
but i didnt.
cos ...
it looked as if
someone had taken a chunk of flesh out of my knee. it was a hole in the knee.
i showed it to rui shan.
she almost recoiled.
then she told the teacher.
haiz... i was sent to nus hospital under the child care unit i think if i was not wrong.(i forgot the name of the place.)
in the a and e unit.
then it was my turn to go for stitches.
they washed my wound first. they washed it by pouring water on it.
it felt surprisingly cooling. not pain.
then, the doctor injected anaesthesia.
he took the needle and thread.
that was when i almost went hysterical.
the doctor treaded the needle through the skin...
i could feel.
the needle passing through,, the tread going through.
i felt disgusted and wated to faint.
i went all numb.
my hands were blue.
mrswee was there comforting me. my father was there as well.
i wanted to die. i went hysterical.
after the stitches, i sat up and looked it it.
all neatly stitched up.
it looked like the stitches on the cloth. but this time, it was skin.
then the nurse brought in the bandage.
my knee was bandaged. and i felt so handicapped.
i was given medical leave from school for one whole week.
i really hated that whole week.
i missed loads of stuff.
i missed friends and school.
at home, i couldnt do loads of the things i used to do myself.
i felt so ... retarded.
when i returned to school, i couldnt walk the stairs.
i had to take the lift. i missed pe lessons.
they are much more fun compared to vilau's class.
i wont miss vilau's class btw.
then...
i regretted taking out the stitches.
that caused the scar.
there was no proper healing.
haiz... After reading all this, i hoped i havent made u feel disturbed.
my tuition teacher was like pitying me loads...
vernice was helping me loads...
rachel ong and valerie and rui shan(i think) and many others...
i thank them loads.
oh. and this stupid incident happened during the psle prelims.
like around july? august? oh. should be july.
this is not too disturbin a post i hope... if it is,comment on the cbox.





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