Some random stuff.

Hi friends,

I really want to blog but I really don't know what to blog so I'm going to list down a whole list of random stuff. Really random.

1. You know, those calendars? The ones that have pictures and come with famous quotes or "tips" on how to live and all that? Well, there was one page where the quote was "A thousand miles journey is started by taking the FIRST step." And guess what the picture that came with it was? The picture of a tiny little butterfly resting on a plant, centimetres away from this GIGANTIC spider web. One leg was already brushing a thread of the web, like it was going to take its first step into the fantastic trap ahead. Wow. How ironic. A thousand miles journey to where? Down the spider's stomach?

2.Please, PLEASE don't think that I'm a sissy who still plays with my dolls. PLEASE it's not that I play with my dolls but when you're bored and happen to be clearing out a cupboard and have a piece of tissue in your hand you'll do anything.



Sorry, you've got to crane your neck to see this. AND let me reinforce this fact: I DO NOT PLAY WITH MY DOLLS, AND I'M NOT A SISSY. But if you're going to think of the fact that the dress sucks and the entire thing is just sick then I'm fine with it because I fully agree. All you need to make this dress is tissue paper, scotch tape and a hell lot of boredom. Done.

3. I'm seriously obsessed with pet society. So much that I'm neglecting my blog and poor Durian. Can't remember the last time I fed him.

4. Now all we do in school is play UNO and Stress and Tahiti and do some crazy gaming in the com lab. And scream at each other. And act like lunatics. And attend physics workshops and visit an old folks' home. But it's actually pretty fun. You can check out snippets of what happened at the NUS workshop at www.grab-your-mouse-and-double-click.blogspot.com, where Way attached videos. They are short and REALLY FUNNY. And life is fun - what with everybody playing boxhead, mapling, and teasing each other about their "significant halves". >:P An Yee's a total expert at that - her ears, eyes and brain are naturally sharp. Same goes for Claire. The recent targets have been _____ and ______ and ______ and ______. *knowing smile*

5. I LOVE DEMI LOVATO!! And almost every song from her "here we go again" album. I want that album!!

. I have decided to go Nanyang after some consideration. My dad and I listed out the
pros and cons of both RGS and NYGH and we've concluded that thanks to the location of NYGH and my sucky Math Nanyang is where I'm most likely going. To elaborate on the sucky Math bit, not that NYGH is poorer in Math than RGS, but, to quote from a forum, "What I heard abt NYGH is that the girls are gradually guided to the deep end of the pool over the 4 years while in RGS there are thrown into the deep end of the pool from day 1." There you go. That pretty much seals where I'm going. And of course the fantastic part is that I get to see Siew Rong. :)

7. While having breakfast I saw this dog that looks like a very cute bundle of cotton wool. My mum was like "TAKE PICTURE TAKE PICTURE." So we approached the owners and my mum excited snapped these pics. That dog was very friendly, didn't even make a sound when we took pictures!





8. The end? ... This post is ridiculously lame...

Cheers
Grapesgirl

Here's a topic my dad would disapprove of.

Hi friends,

Before I get to that just want to talk about Celia's birthday party. Actually I wanted a nice super long post but sadly I'm becoming a lazy pig. Furthermore, there was some problems with the photos and I can't get them onto the computer. So I'm just going to say that the party was a BLAST!!!! Xin Ying,Clement, Mingrou, Danson, Qian Wei, Evelyn, Celine and I attended. Totally fantastic, had all of us laughing like mad monkeys. I think one person that made the day really, really funny was Clement. *evil grin* xing zai le huo...>:P The sweet hunt, water balloon fight, youtubing, and the section where Clement was really entertaining (no offence), was crazy. Anyway I want to thank Celia and everybody else for a great time.

So now I'm going to post something random because I don't know what to post - that is how "colourful" (not in the way that English teachers like) my language has become. And how my thoughts change. Was just thinking about it when I decided to post it. Hmm...here's an example: these are the answers that I would give during different times to the same question.

Question: Describe your feelings about different subjects.

WAIT- ALL TEACHERS, THE RED 'X' IS RIGHT THERE, CLICK NOW!! Or if you want to, just read the Primary one version.

Primary One answer: (in cute voice) I like English. I like Maths. I like Chinese. *cute grin*
Primary 2 answer: (in voice that is slightly less cute)I really like English! Maths is quite nice lah. I don't really like Chinese leh...but still quite okay lah.
Primary 3 answer: (in a voice that is far from cute) English totally rocks!!! Maths ah...I kinda like it but maybe not as much as English? Chinese? Well I don't think I like it that much but it's still quite okay... [dui bu qi, chen lao shi (peps)]Science, I totally love it!!
Primary 4 answer: (in a voice that is SERIOUSLY NOT CUTE)Tell you man, English is so damn cool!!! Maths, don't ask me about it, it (what you do to a lollipop)! (Miss Tan, I AM REALLY SORRY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY) Chinese is alright, not as bad as Maths but it still (what you do to a straw). (chen lao shi (nhps), wo zhen de hen dui bu qi.)Science is pretty cool...
Primary 5 answer: (in a voice that is JUST DAMN ANYTHING BUT CUTE) Boy, English SERIOUSLY ROCKS, IT'S SO DAMN FRIGGIN (sorry) AWESOME !!! Maths, it really stinks like _____ (Mdm Sha, I'm really seriously sorry, you know what just click the red 'X' right now.Or actually, a couple of seconds ago.)Chinese is quite alright, but it still stinks. (Sheesh, chen lao shi dui bu qi!!!!! nin jiu jia zhuang mei kan dao ba...)Science, well, it's kinda cool. Then again, maybe not so cool? (Mrs Peer, just pretend that you didn't see the second sentence. Then again, sorry...)
Primary 6 answer: (in a voice that is NOT CUTE, SO NOT CUTE, AND YOU KNOW THAT IT'S NOT CUTE, DAMMIT!) Well, English didn't rock it like last year but who says that it doesn't kick (another word for donkey)??!!! No matter what it will always kick (another word for donkey)!!(Sorry Mrs Goh for the first line...) Hey, Maths doesn't rock...but it doesn't mean that it stinks, and it doesn't mean that it sucks! It sorta stinks but not as bad as last year, in fact much nicer than last year. Nowhere near last year but nowhere near English. (Mdm Sha, SORRY....I will accept rotten eggs...)Chinese is actually pretty okay, maybe even cool...Science is also kinda cool, in fact I sort of like it, maybe not as much as Primary 3...(Mdm Teo, I'm sorry...)

Firstly I want to say that no matter what I'm totally grateful that I have such fantastic teachers every single year and ALL of them rock, I am thankful for their dedication, effort, guidance and patience. THANK YOU.

The only feeling that can describe how I feel now is really, totally guilty. For two reasons: the descriptions that I don't want teachers to take to heart and some of the inappropriate words used. But that's how my language has changed since Primary 1, and maybe I can't help it. Maybe I can. I don't know how it happened, it just changed "naturally". All those words just jumped and made their home in my speech. But hey if I were to stick with the Primary 1 descrption all the time people would think that I'm some really weird person with the brain of an octopus controlling my speech and thoughts. I have no idea what an octopus' brain is like but I don't think it's very normal. While the change in my way of talking isn't very good I think it wouldn't be nice to have the brain of an octopus controlling my speech. No one talks in the Primary One way now right?! Even if your speech isn't peppered with words that shouldn't be there WHO TALKS LIKE THE PRIMARY ONE ME. It will naturally leave me, those words that I use that aren't supposed to be used, I guess, but I doubt that I will be making much effort to change it.

Ooops.

*dodges squashed tomato from anti-vulgarities advocate*

Cheers
Grapesgirl

The historic moment

Hi friends,

Today is the day. Today is the historic day of every singaporean Primary 6 student's life. Today, dead blogs will be revived simultaneously, cboxes will be buzzing, and green chickens will -

Wait. Stop. I'm dreaming, ain't I. Yes I KNEW IT. PSLE hasn't even started. I'm just dreaming a dream that is very long and very real. Of course I'm dreaming. This ain't possible. I bet there will be another exam when I wake up. Or maybe PSLE hasn't started. Whatever it is, I -

What? What did you say? You said that I am not dreaming? WTF? I know you are lying. You are lying. Stop trying to trick me you retar -

You insist that this is real? That PSLE is over. Cmon, I don't believe you. Prove that it is real, then. Pinch me or punch me to prove it. Pinch lah you moro -

OOOOWWWWWW!!!!! You didn't have to pinch that hard did you?! Wait a minute...that means that I'm not dreamming right? REALLY?

Oh. Okay. Well then I'm not dreaming. Cover your ears.

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YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
THIS IS FRICKING UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Um. Sorry about that. It was just...um....so....BOOMZ!

A sudden rush of euphoria can really fire me up. :) But seriously who isn't feeling fired up now?! PSLE is over. That dirty four-letter word (with no sick meanings) is over. I'm free. You're free. We're all FREEEEEEEEE!!!! After weeks of nearly losing our sanity we survived. Therefore I would like to congratulate every P6 student for pulling through without ending up in an asylum. (If you did end up in an asylum then I congratulate you for recovering. If you have not recovered then I really don't know what to say.) I will have to say that right now I'm still worrying about every single paper that I've done. But worrying isn't going to make my marks higher. On the day I receive my results, I may smile until my face muscles ache. Or I may tear up the results and swear all the way home. Or I may cry. Whatever. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. At least, I don't care now. Although I'll probably care later.

Congratulations to all P6 friends - we've tried our best and that's what matters now. YOU GUYS ROCK MORE THAN MY SOCKS OFF-MY SHOES AS WELL. WHOOOO!

As for those of you who are just starting your examinations, all the best - freedom ain't far away. Add oil!! Loads of that golden liquid! JYJY! Um not literally of course.

I'd like to wrap this post up with this picture:



you don't have to remind me that the drawing is terrible.

All the best for those who haven;t taken the exams and LET'S PARTY for P6 students!

Cheers
Grapesgirl