Do I really move all that fast? The reflection of my self-image in my head seems docile and lackadaisical enough. So explain all the wincing as if it physically hurts you when I pull a plug, shift a table, arrange magazines or pull up a chair. If you were the window handle I broke, I'd be more accomodating.
Oh and now you tell me to enjoy being bored. WONDERFUL. Be nice and remind me how I'm supposed to be optimistic again, won't you?
Can't I not bother calling or texting people if I don't feel like it? To be honest it's nice to have company but I am not desperate for company or to please people or to feel dependant upon like you do, thank you. It saves money on phone bills anyway.
Since we're on the topic of annoying things, how can people spend money they don't have? How can you shoot ahead and swipe whatever you like without budgeting?
Oh yes, and stop touching me so much. It's not necessary and it's annoying.
Stop going on ceaseless tangents of mundane chatter with no bloody point to the story and expect me to listen. Seriously. Especially when the attention in question was originally occupied to begin with.
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Damn I hate Apple products. Now it's just a personal opinion so don't sue me. Is it just me or are they not built to last? You're practically forced to pay money to update your OS! And suppliers obviously expect you to feel the need to be up to date and sodding 'trendy' and hold an iPhone 4 when you iPhone 3 works perfectly, flawlessly fine. Goodness. You are being unconsciously (or consciously) siphoned off of you income. D< !
Gah! Now I need tea.
Oh yep, get to see batchmates in 3(?) days time! :D Yay something happy~^^ Too bad I can't stay over 'cause of all the paranoia thanks to psuedo-gangsters. D< And going to Beijing on the 15th. Hmn.
The candy bar thing started because Jane was being rude to some high-ranking inspector person. So Lisbon told him,"How about you go and find yourself a candy bar until you're ready to come back and play nice?" To which Jane said, "Sure, but could I have a dollar?" Haha. She grudgingly gave him money in the end. xD
9.12.10
Did you know tea was nice? :D
Ah. The title was plucked from my bird but true.
Hello Sarah my fellow cadaver~ ^^ Yep, we need a life. xD
Alright, at least watching Narnia took up 113 minutes of today and at least I didn't have the lousy insomnia I had after getting back from the UK. Imagine. Not sleeping until 3, then getting up at 5 plus because the cuckoo decided to call. Oh, and Bluey had a conversation with it. (Bluey's being strangely quiet now. ._.) Reminds me of days in primary school when I had to wait for the bus at 5.45. Gah, which reminds me that I owe people pictures, and hence need to put them up on facebook but I'm too inert. =\
Well, I discovered my dad liked to play Oven Break. .-. The iPhone game, yes, and he's better at it than I am. He was playing after lunch, and since he broke the high score he turned to my sister and professed, "Nana, I'm good!".
My sister just gave him a condescending/amused smile as he passed her the iTouch. o.o And proceeded to beat the high score.
So my dad told me, "The only advantage she has over me is the fact that th pathway between her brain and her arms is shorter." Purple clouds! Does lame-ness run in the family?
Darn, the links for the videos mostly don't work. D;
Hello Sarah my fellow cadaver~ ^^ Yep, we need a life. xD
Alright, at least watching Narnia took up 113 minutes of today and at least I didn't have the lousy insomnia I had after getting back from the UK. Imagine. Not sleeping until 3, then getting up at 5 plus because the cuckoo decided to call. Oh, and Bluey had a conversation with it. (Bluey's being strangely quiet now. ._.) Reminds me of days in primary school when I had to wait for the bus at 5.45. Gah, which reminds me that I owe people pictures, and hence need to put them up on facebook but I'm too inert. =\
Well, I discovered my dad liked to play Oven Break. .-. The iPhone game, yes, and he's better at it than I am. He was playing after lunch, and since he broke the high score he turned to my sister and professed, "Nana, I'm good!".
My sister just gave him a condescending/amused smile as he passed her the iTouch. o.o And proceeded to beat the high score.
So my dad told me, "The only advantage she has over me is the fact that th pathway between her brain and her arms is shorter." Purple clouds! Does lame-ness run in the family?
Darn, the links for the videos mostly don't work. D;
8.12.10
I know I've rheumatism but do I look that old?
"Do I look 19 yet, Mummy? Oh I can go to university now!", quoth me.
No seriously, the bus driver made me pay a dollar to ride 2 stops. :D Ahahahaha.
Yay Sarah replied~ ^^ Gosh. First human contact outside of my family (albeit across the web) in... well. ._.
Oh do look at this this is cute~ :D ---->
No seriously, the bus driver made me pay a dollar to ride 2 stops. :D Ahahahaha.
Yay Sarah replied~ ^^ Gosh. First human contact outside of my family (albeit across the web) in... well. ._.
Oh do look at this this is cute~ :D ---->
7.12.10
Resurrection! :D
Yes. Okay. Now I have officially been declared virtually dead for 6 months. (Virtually, get it? Ahaha! xD) Well, seeing as I procured a computer today, I figured this might be a good murder weapon for boredom.
Not quite so sure about that theory now, though.
Funny how no one outside my immediate family tries to contact me. Oh, but it's a dead cert I owe Yi Jia a reply. Don't even know if you know this blog. o_o
Life has been oxymoronically dead as a doornail and monotonous as a chess board. ._. Help? attempts at reading crazy things like literary works but those are just testament to my Bluey-sized vocabulary and aren't always that engrossing. On another note, reading too much balderdash messes with your inner voice. Not good, no.
*sigh* Well, trying to find season one of 'The Mentalist' has been mildly amusing, I suppose. Oh BBC's 'Sherlock' is a really cute show too! Watched it on the way to the UK. Plus the failed attempts at festive cards with a quill. Yes, seriously, a quill. I shan't (and can't) make noncommital noises across the screen. =\
... ...
Anon, I shall locate my strayed Amusement. (I hope.) Suggestions? D:
andohnomum'sbirthday'sinfivedays!
66 posts in 3 years? Pathetic.
Not quite so sure about that theory now, though.
Funny how no one outside my immediate family tries to contact me. Oh, but it's a dead cert I owe Yi Jia a reply. Don't even know if you know this blog. o_o
Life has been oxymoronically dead as a doornail and monotonous as a chess board. ._. Help? attempts at reading crazy things like literary works but those are just testament to my Bluey-sized vocabulary and aren't always that engrossing. On another note, reading too much balderdash messes with your inner voice. Not good, no.
*sigh* Well, trying to find season one of 'The Mentalist' has been mildly amusing, I suppose. Oh BBC's 'Sherlock' is a really cute show too! Watched it on the way to the UK. Plus the failed attempts at festive cards with a quill. Yes, seriously, a quill. I shan't (and can't) make noncommital noises across the screen. =\
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Anon, I shall locate my strayed Amusement. (I hope.) Suggestions? D:
andohnomum'sbirthday'sinfivedays!
66 posts in 3 years? Pathetic.
14.6.10
Rant. ._.
:D Yay the world is just awesome.
Want to guess what I do to kill time in the holidays? xD Watch documentaries. You get to see all these places you'd never normally see or perhaps never get to see in our little bubbles. ._. It's intimidating at times too, with all the internal conflict and poverty and Ebola and bird flu and I shall stop listing and scaring myself. The environment we exist in is also awe-inspiring! It has this self regulatory system and everything fits in so perfectly. ._. At the same time, it can be unpredictable and wash/blow/shake/burn everyone away and to ashes at any time. ... ... ... But we'd be recycled. o_o
Here's the part everyone won't find a connection to, I wonder how people can be picky about where they go for a holiday. D: Isn't it amazing in itself how we can even fly to different parts of the world? And wherever you go to is a break from your routine lifestyle, a new discovery. What's to complain about that? -_-
Whoo it's cold today. x) It's threatening to rain outside my window.
Want to guess what I do to kill time in the holidays? xD Watch documentaries. You get to see all these places you'd never normally see or perhaps never get to see in our little bubbles. ._. It's intimidating at times too, with all the internal conflict and poverty and Ebola and bird flu and I shall stop listing and scaring myself. The environment we exist in is also awe-inspiring! It has this self regulatory system and everything fits in so perfectly. ._. At the same time, it can be unpredictable and wash/blow/shake/burn everyone away and to ashes at any time. ... ... ... But we'd be recycled. o_o
Here's the part everyone won't find a connection to, I wonder how people can be picky about where they go for a holiday. D: Isn't it amazing in itself how we can even fly to different parts of the world? And wherever you go to is a break from your routine lifestyle, a new discovery. What's to complain about that? -_-
Whoo it's cold today. x) It's threatening to rain outside my window.
10.6.10
I fail at html. -_-
SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO GET YOUR BLOG LINKS UP BEFORE I PUT THIS FACE ON --->
Nah not really. But I do need help. =) Pretty please with a chocolate stick on top. ('Cause cherries don't seem to be as popular as they were 10 years ago.)
Long walks are fun!
Although this cat looks scary, it's actually overly friendly! ._. That's why I've so many shots of it walking closer.
The sky was cool. xD
Never knew tomato-like fruits grew on trees. ._.
We disturbed this cat that was sleeping. It chases us away with menace. D:
Chairs (with a lack of elderly folk).
No idea how it got up onto the shelter! o_o
This one my sister calls Kit-Kat. xD Its idea of posing is strange, I know. D:
Eh 《如煙》is a nice song! But if you watch the video you may feel like crying. D:
Yes I have nothing much to say today.
I'm not sorry if I bore you.
Ah.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YI TING! <3
Thanks for being such a wonderful friend who is funny, burns midnight oil with me, joins me on my loner recess-es and sharing an interest in interesting books. :D Congrats on no longer being a minor!
Eheh sorry I didn't switch on my computer yesterday.
That aside, the philosophy book concerning Plato, platypuses and general humor ( as Sarah and Venus might remember from Monday) is as the cover says, a joke. xD
Here's an example:
A little old Christian lady comes out onto her front porch every morning and shouts, "Praise the Lord!"
And every morning the atheist next door yells back, " There is no God!"
This goes on for weeks. "Praise the Lord!" yells the lady. "There is no God!" responds the neighbour.
As time goes by, the lady runs into financial difficulties and has trouble buying food. She goes out onto the porch and asks God for help with groceries, then says, "Praise the Lord!"
The next morning when she goes out onto the porch, there are the groceries she asked for. Of course, she shouts, "Praise the Lord!"
The atheist jumps out from behind a bush and says, "Ha! I bought those groceries. There is no God!"
The lady looks at him and smiles. She shouts, "Praise the Lord! Not only did you provide for me, Lord, you made Satan pay for the groceries!"
What the heck? xD The joke is supposed to show the different points of view believers and atheists hold, and so the can't get into a proper argument 'cause their starting point is different and hence there is no basis of comparison. But technicalities aside, the joke is funny, no? :D
Ho hum. I'm hungry! =\ Well, I'm off for lunch~
Thanks for being such a wonderful friend who is funny, burns midnight oil with me, joins me on my loner recess-es and sharing an interest in interesting books. :D Congrats on no longer being a minor!
Eheh sorry I didn't switch on my computer yesterday.
That aside, the philosophy book concerning Plato, platypuses and general humor ( as Sarah and Venus might remember from Monday) is as the cover says, a joke. xD
Here's an example:
A little old Christian lady comes out onto her front porch every morning and shouts, "Praise the Lord!"
And every morning the atheist next door yells back, " There is no God!"
This goes on for weeks. "Praise the Lord!" yells the lady. "There is no God!" responds the neighbour.
As time goes by, the lady runs into financial difficulties and has trouble buying food. She goes out onto the porch and asks God for help with groceries, then says, "Praise the Lord!"
The next morning when she goes out onto the porch, there are the groceries she asked for. Of course, she shouts, "Praise the Lord!"
The atheist jumps out from behind a bush and says, "Ha! I bought those groceries. There is no God!"
The lady looks at him and smiles. She shouts, "Praise the Lord! Not only did you provide for me, Lord, you made Satan pay for the groceries!"
What the heck? xD The joke is supposed to show the different points of view believers and atheists hold, and so the can't get into a proper argument 'cause their starting point is different and hence there is no basis of comparison. But technicalities aside, the joke is funny, no? :D
Ho hum. I'm hungry! =\ Well, I'm off for lunch~
6.6.10
Do the honours. You tell me what happened. ._.
That was... a mighty strange way to wake up. ._. But it sure is more effective than any alarm clock though.
As it goes, I had the strangest dream. ._.
It starts of with me in a staff room for goodness knows what reason! D: (I soon realise I almost forget myself but wait a little.) The place is unfamiliar, and I get lost (being directionally challenged as I am) walking about into strange teacher cubicles of which the adjective applies to both the teachers and the cubicles. I realise it isn't my fault I'm walking about aimlessly in circles, it just what the place was intended to do! The whole place is like a maze. @_@ Still with me?
I feel uneasy about my surroundings in general (well, it is a maze. ._.) and find an empty room to hide in. Cardboard boxes line the walls erratically and a worn out table and a couple of broken chairs are in there too. I look out a window and realise the school (as my subconscious tells me it is) is barricaded with a high wall. Not to mention the place is eerily quiet. And quiet. ._. No students anywhere from what I can see. I look around more in panic and see a stairwell close by. Checking the coast is clear, I try to open the door which leads to it and it opens. o.o What joy! Following which there is an announcement requesting someone to check on that stairwell. Ah. Killjoy. Anyway, this disturbs me so I run down and down and bump into the person meant to check on the stairs. Thankfully, she doesn't drag me by the collar and tie me up but is surprisingly nice and seems to glow from excitement that someone isn't affected by 'their scheme' and is trying to escape. HUH?
Anyway, she hurries along and I'm about to continue running when I hear struggling and dragging from the floor below. It's dark and I can't quite make out what's happening but another student who seems to be Yi Ting is in the clutches of some man. Thud. The door closes. But that can't be right? o_o I tell myself I'm imagining things and run to the ground floor. I try not to look too suspicious and find a class to blend in with.
There's a break in what happens here, but it continues with me hearing an announcement regarding Hsu Yi Ting's capture for attempting to break out. WHAT. ._. Oh great, so now I've dragged her into a pot of water I unintentionally boiled (if that's logically possible). Guilty and worried, I take it upon myself to get her back.
Another gap in my memory or the dream itself, and here I am, at a stairwell. I depress one of those white squarish buttons our school has to open the door. I look back and damn! Careless mistake! A teacher in the vicinity smells a rat (or a penguin, since I suppose they smell fishy) and tails me. 'Ms Tan...?', she calls. I speed up, trying to make my footsteps sound like heels, and click the door open on the second floor as I pass it, in hope that she would fall for it. Apparently, this one's not stupid. I pass the 3rd floor and open another door. I'm almost at the top floor and out of option when another male teacher pops out from outside on the 3rd floor and I hear him ask her why she looks so flustered in relief as I slip out the 4th floor. I flee down the corridor and down a different staircase to the 3rd floor, praying it'll make it harder for them to find me. I climb into an empty classroom through the window to rest and get them off my tail for the time being. I wait for a long time (relatively speaking), watching the clock from beneath the side tables, until I hear more than a couple of sets of footsteps go by. I look out from behind the classroom door, and notice those opposite have the curtains drawn, so I draw the curtains I just notice in the class I'm in. By the way, I realise that the classroom is mine. ._. (This makes some kooky sense since it the first class if you turn left in the science block, you know?) I find my belongings, and am about to take them with me as night falls. ._.
Sometime in the middle of the night, 'cause I'm obviously in no mood to be out like a light, I get up and try again. In case you're wondering, it seems the staff rooms are all on the 4th floor, so I reckon Yi Ting would be held there. Anyway, I go up to the 4th floor again, and peer into a room leading to the office. I sense someone coming so I duck behind the back door of the room so he can't see me. The teacher that was tailing me before is sitting inside the room at a desk. The room is practically decorated with colourful files. ._. They start to argue about something I can't quite hear, and the male teacher is so fed up that he takes some solid and dumps it into a test tube of liquid (both of which he found on the table. Tsk tsk, lady teacher sure keeps some dangerous things around), protects his respiratory system with a handkerchief, and sticks the test tube under the woman's nose. She faints. o.o Apparently that gives me an idea for chloroform so I go to the science labs. ._. Don't ask me why a school laboratory would have chloroform in its inventory, but then again, the world in the dream is warped, no?
Yeah. Anyway. I get chased again and since being chased is boring let's cut to the chase and continue with what happens after it. This time, I'm sneaking around the 4th floor again, waiting for a teacher's meeting to start. Loitering around the toilet, I seize the opportunity to knock a teacher out (not with chloroform, I didn't manage to get any~ D: But crudely, with a stick. THWAP.) to steal her clothes, and lock her in the janitor's storeroom. ._. I walk out of the toilet and see a crowd of students walking up the stairs. One of them is Sai Ying for goodness knows what reason. I go up to her and call her name. She looks at me with a puzzled look on her face, and tells me she doesn't know who I am and says her name is 'Ying Tse'. What?! Yay my dream gets weirder and stranger by the second. -.- I see another teacher walk past, scoot away from the flock of students (they felt like sheep for some reason), act like I'm ambling towards the staff room as well, and hear her mumbling about something being suspicious about people who 'pretend to have a stomachache'. Ah. Perhaps the one I knocked out? ._.
Uh. No idea why I haven't been caught yet either. ._.
Anyway, I sneak off again (somehow back in hongzi and not the ugly powder blue jacket the teacher owned with looked creepily like the new school jacket) and break into a mad dash down the stairs the seemingly incessant crowd of students are walking up. Run, run, run, to the first floor and I run into... Susi?! ._. I left and right and spot Sarah and Ching Yee with her too! Susi, Ching and Sarah are half obscuring the '武' on their jackets with their arms, or by wearing another jacket over. Shrieks of excitement and disbelief break out~ :D But cue the anticlimax. The PA system blares something about spotting illegal wushu jackets 'cause we were disbanded. I scan the area frantically and spot a teacher staring right at us with a microphone in hand. Reflex action: RUN! (through the canteen which has no tables or chairs whatsoever. ._.) We catch up about what we suspect happened to the school and about memory erasing and how wushu people still remember who they are although everyone else has gone cuckoo(whut?) and them holding on to their jackets as mementos by hiding them from the school, which burnt all CCA jackets they managed to get students to cough up or locate while running. The end seems to be in sight; the wall blocks the road to freedom! Eh. Now we jump up a bin for leverage, grab onto a water pipe to swing ourselves halfway up the wall, climb up one of those ladder like metal rungs you see in big storm drains and get over a sharp pokish wire thing. Maybe there was a moat but I wasn't looking on the ground. Yay! ... ... ... Almost. Taking in the surroundings, we're on this sandy strip of ground in between the wall we just climbed and the one in front of us. So we make our descent. Susi, Ching Yee, then Sarah... gets stuck on the wire. To make things worse, cars start rolling out the driveway, and the principal (some uncle going through mid-life crisis and hair loss issues) spots us, gets out of his car and scales the wall too! AH? D: And he's quite fast for an old man. He tugs on Sarah's leg so we kick him a few times before he surrenders and lets go. In the nick of time before reinforcements arrive, Sarah is free and we sprint after the other two. Apparently the cars of the first batch drove after them, so we all take a long meandering route until we lose them and run across the overhead bridge.
And that bridge's the last thing I see before I wake up in confusion. ._.
Ludicrous. Preposterous. Ridiculous. I know. But what can I say? I'm not the one who thought it up~ :D Kinda.
Damn the whole dream is like fanfic material. =_= It even includes cliffhangers: What happens to Yi Ting? Where's Grace and Ah Bean? Why are we running to HC? How come my classroom was deserted? What happens to the other students? What's wrong with the school? By the way, it was expanded with shiny things like glass and metal. ._. But still only has 4 storeys. Which is good.
I should turn it into a story to amuse the person in Taiwan~ =_=
*SIGH* I THINK I JUST MISS YOU PEOPLE TOO MUCH. D: It's boooooring at home! Haha Ching Yee and Sarah you should expand on the idea you fanfiction writers. xD
Comments?
As it goes, I had the strangest dream. ._.
It starts of with me in a staff room for goodness knows what reason! D: (I soon realise I almost forget myself but wait a little.) The place is unfamiliar, and I get lost (being directionally challenged as I am) walking about into strange teacher cubicles of which the adjective applies to both the teachers and the cubicles. I realise it isn't my fault I'm walking about aimlessly in circles, it just what the place was intended to do! The whole place is like a maze. @_@ Still with me?
I feel uneasy about my surroundings in general (well, it is a maze. ._.) and find an empty room to hide in. Cardboard boxes line the walls erratically and a worn out table and a couple of broken chairs are in there too. I look out a window and realise the school (as my subconscious tells me it is) is barricaded with a high wall. Not to mention the place is eerily quiet. And quiet. ._. No students anywhere from what I can see. I look around more in panic and see a stairwell close by. Checking the coast is clear, I try to open the door which leads to it and it opens. o.o What joy! Following which there is an announcement requesting someone to check on that stairwell. Ah. Killjoy. Anyway, this disturbs me so I run down and down and bump into the person meant to check on the stairs. Thankfully, she doesn't drag me by the collar and tie me up but is surprisingly nice and seems to glow from excitement that someone isn't affected by 'their scheme' and is trying to escape. HUH?
Anyway, she hurries along and I'm about to continue running when I hear struggling and dragging from the floor below. It's dark and I can't quite make out what's happening but another student who seems to be Yi Ting is in the clutches of some man. Thud. The door closes. But that can't be right? o_o I tell myself I'm imagining things and run to the ground floor. I try not to look too suspicious and find a class to blend in with.
There's a break in what happens here, but it continues with me hearing an announcement regarding Hsu Yi Ting's capture for attempting to break out. WHAT. ._. Oh great, so now I've dragged her into a pot of water I unintentionally boiled (if that's logically possible). Guilty and worried, I take it upon myself to get her back.
Another gap in my memory or the dream itself, and here I am, at a stairwell. I depress one of those white squarish buttons our school has to open the door. I look back and damn! Careless mistake! A teacher in the vicinity smells a rat (or a penguin, since I suppose they smell fishy) and tails me. 'Ms Tan...?', she calls. I speed up, trying to make my footsteps sound like heels, and click the door open on the second floor as I pass it, in hope that she would fall for it. Apparently, this one's not stupid. I pass the 3rd floor and open another door. I'm almost at the top floor and out of option when another male teacher pops out from outside on the 3rd floor and I hear him ask her why she looks so flustered in relief as I slip out the 4th floor. I flee down the corridor and down a different staircase to the 3rd floor, praying it'll make it harder for them to find me. I climb into an empty classroom through the window to rest and get them off my tail for the time being. I wait for a long time (relatively speaking), watching the clock from beneath the side tables, until I hear more than a couple of sets of footsteps go by. I look out from behind the classroom door, and notice those opposite have the curtains drawn, so I draw the curtains I just notice in the class I'm in. By the way, I realise that the classroom is mine. ._. (This makes some kooky sense since it the first class if you turn left in the science block, you know?) I find my belongings, and am about to take them with me as night falls. ._.
Sometime in the middle of the night, 'cause I'm obviously in no mood to be out like a light, I get up and try again. In case you're wondering, it seems the staff rooms are all on the 4th floor, so I reckon Yi Ting would be held there. Anyway, I go up to the 4th floor again, and peer into a room leading to the office. I sense someone coming so I duck behind the back door of the room so he can't see me. The teacher that was tailing me before is sitting inside the room at a desk. The room is practically decorated with colourful files. ._. They start to argue about something I can't quite hear, and the male teacher is so fed up that he takes some solid and dumps it into a test tube of liquid (both of which he found on the table. Tsk tsk, lady teacher sure keeps some dangerous things around), protects his respiratory system with a handkerchief, and sticks the test tube under the woman's nose. She faints. o.o Apparently that gives me an idea for chloroform so I go to the science labs. ._. Don't ask me why a school laboratory would have chloroform in its inventory, but then again, the world in the dream is warped, no?
Yeah. Anyway. I get chased again and since being chased is boring let's cut to the chase and continue with what happens after it. This time, I'm sneaking around the 4th floor again, waiting for a teacher's meeting to start. Loitering around the toilet, I seize the opportunity to knock a teacher out (not with chloroform, I didn't manage to get any~ D: But crudely, with a stick. THWAP.) to steal her clothes, and lock her in the janitor's storeroom. ._. I walk out of the toilet and see a crowd of students walking up the stairs. One of them is Sai Ying for goodness knows what reason. I go up to her and call her name. She looks at me with a puzzled look on her face, and tells me she doesn't know who I am and says her name is 'Ying Tse'. What?! Yay my dream gets weirder and stranger by the second. -.- I see another teacher walk past, scoot away from the flock of students (they felt like sheep for some reason), act like I'm ambling towards the staff room as well, and hear her mumbling about something being suspicious about people who 'pretend to have a stomachache'. Ah. Perhaps the one I knocked out? ._.
Uh. No idea why I haven't been caught yet either. ._.
Anyway, I sneak off again (somehow back in hongzi and not the ugly powder blue jacket the teacher owned with looked creepily like the new school jacket) and break into a mad dash down the stairs the seemingly incessant crowd of students are walking up. Run, run, run, to the first floor and I run into... Susi?! ._. I left and right and spot Sarah and Ching Yee with her too! Susi, Ching and Sarah are half obscuring the '武' on their jackets with their arms, or by wearing another jacket over. Shrieks of excitement and disbelief break out~ :D But cue the anticlimax. The PA system blares something about spotting illegal wushu jackets 'cause we were disbanded. I scan the area frantically and spot a teacher staring right at us with a microphone in hand. Reflex action: RUN! (through the canteen which has no tables or chairs whatsoever. ._.) We catch up about what we suspect happened to the school and about memory erasing and how wushu people still remember who they are although everyone else has gone cuckoo(whut?) and them holding on to their jackets as mementos by hiding them from the school, which burnt all CCA jackets they managed to get students to cough up or locate while running. The end seems to be in sight; the wall blocks the road to freedom! Eh. Now we jump up a bin for leverage, grab onto a water pipe to swing ourselves halfway up the wall, climb up one of those ladder like metal rungs you see in big storm drains and get over a sharp pokish wire thing. Maybe there was a moat but I wasn't looking on the ground. Yay! ... ... ... Almost. Taking in the surroundings, we're on this sandy strip of ground in between the wall we just climbed and the one in front of us. So we make our descent. Susi, Ching Yee, then Sarah... gets stuck on the wire. To make things worse, cars start rolling out the driveway, and the principal (some uncle going through mid-life crisis and hair loss issues) spots us, gets out of his car and scales the wall too! AH? D: And he's quite fast for an old man. He tugs on Sarah's leg so we kick him a few times before he surrenders and lets go. In the nick of time before reinforcements arrive, Sarah is free and we sprint after the other two. Apparently the cars of the first batch drove after them, so we all take a long meandering route until we lose them and run across the overhead bridge.
And that bridge's the last thing I see before I wake up in confusion. ._.
Ludicrous. Preposterous. Ridiculous. I know. But what can I say? I'm not the one who thought it up~ :D Kinda.
Damn the whole dream is like fanfic material. =_= It even includes cliffhangers: What happens to Yi Ting? Where's Grace and Ah Bean? Why are we running to HC? How come my classroom was deserted? What happens to the other students? What's wrong with the school? By the way, it was expanded with shiny things like glass and metal. ._. But still only has 4 storeys. Which is good.
I should turn it into a story to amuse the person in Taiwan~ =_=
*SIGH* I THINK I JUST MISS YOU PEOPLE TOO MUCH. D: It's boooooring at home! Haha Ching Yee and Sarah you should expand on the idea you fanfiction writers. xD
Comments?
27.3.10
I own at cooking weird food. .-.
Hello!
Haha.
As the title says, I'm starting to realise I cook weird things. That is... I ate egg fried with green apple and discovered it wasn't really nice, so I put copious amounts of black pepper and chilli oil over it so it became edible. ._. Hmn. Did you know that if you want to cook only one bowl of rice you have to boil it in a pot? :D Yes, you have to. 'Cause the rice cooker can't cook such a small amount of rice. -_-
Heh. I have concluded that my batch does strange things with our limbs and such. ._. You should see Susi put both legs behind her head. Or Venus wrap her arms around herself from the back and flap. It's astounding. ._. And Yi Ting with her twistable arm. Plus Grace and her bendable fingers. o.o
It's Earth Day today, so the lights will be off from 8.30 to 9.30pm. But I think I might as well not switch on any lights to begin with. 8D
Yay. This has been a short post. =3
Haha.
As the title says, I'm starting to realise I cook weird things. That is... I ate egg fried with green apple and discovered it wasn't really nice, so I put copious amounts of black pepper and chilli oil over it so it became edible. ._. Hmn. Did you know that if you want to cook only one bowl of rice you have to boil it in a pot? :D Yes, you have to. 'Cause the rice cooker can't cook such a small amount of rice. -_-
Heh. I have concluded that my batch does strange things with our limbs and such. ._. You should see Susi put both legs behind her head. Or Venus wrap her arms around herself from the back and flap. It's astounding. ._. And Yi Ting with her twistable arm. Plus Grace and her bendable fingers. o.o
It's Earth Day today, so the lights will be off from 8.30 to 9.30pm. But I think I might as well not switch on any lights to begin with. 8D
Yay. This has been a short post. =3
12.3.10
ひさしぶりだな～！
Helloooooooo. xD
Especially you, Yi Ting. ._. 'Cause for all I know no one else reads my blog.
Yay! We're all back from Graces camp today! :D Who knew going to an etiquette camp could result in injuries like bleeding blisters and muscle aches? =\ But it's more due to the lousy mattress and running around in heels than anything. xD
Don't ask me for photos 'cause I didn't bring a camera there. ... ... ... Ask other people for photos. ._.
The amount of food they give us there is crazy! We eat 5 times a day. o_o
Hmn. I am at a loss for words today. =x
I need water~~~ -.- *goes get some*
Hah.
Okay, on a side note, which means the next comment is unrelated to Graces. ._. Which was quite uneventful anyway.
I discovered that I don't mind (and occasionally quite like) noisy music as long as there's a tune to it and the volume is turned down! o.o Like for example, 'Welcome to the Black Parade'. ._. Just got reminded of it on the bus ride back when 4/9 was singing it~ xD I think that's a nice song, although the singer's... shouting his head off by the end of the song. o_o
Oh yeah! I remember something eventful from camp~ Most of us are dismissed from school so we take a bus back to school, but some people who live around the area are allowed to leave from the venue we were at. Our monitress is one of them, so she left from the place a lot earlier than the rest of us, who had to wait for the bus.
After a short drive, the bus uncle stops to answer a phone call. As we wait for him to finish, guess who we see? xD Joy! <3 All 30 people in the bus start waving around like windmills in a typhoon and hollering, whooping, screaming and making noise in all manner possible so we sound louder than a fish market and make it look like our destination is the IMH. =x And wonderful Joy drags her luggage into the distance, looking like a lonely lost soul... ... ... and DOESN'T notice us. ... At all. o_o AAAAAAAHHHH! We've yet to tease her about it. :D
(Oh but thank goodness she had to wait at the traffic light to cross the road, so we got her attention in the end after driving past that. xd Hee~)
I doubt I have more to say. ._. Tongue-tied, remember?
Oh but ASK TO SEE THE OTHER WUSHU PEOPLE'S PHOTOS! They looked awesome! >D
Seriously, bye. =)
Especially you, Yi Ting. ._. 'Cause for all I know no one else reads my blog.
Yay! We're all back from Graces camp today! :D Who knew going to an etiquette camp could result in injuries like bleeding blisters and muscle aches? =\ But it's more due to the lousy mattress and running around in heels than anything. xD
Don't ask me for photos 'cause I didn't bring a camera there. ... ... ... Ask other people for photos. ._.
The amount of food they give us there is crazy! We eat 5 times a day. o_o
Hmn. I am at a loss for words today. =x
I need water~~~ -.- *goes get some*
Hah.
Okay, on a side note, which means the next comment is unrelated to Graces. ._. Which was quite uneventful anyway.
I discovered that I don't mind (and occasionally quite like) noisy music as long as there's a tune to it and the volume is turned down! o.o Like for example, 'Welcome to the Black Parade'. ._. Just got reminded of it on the bus ride back when 4/9 was singing it~ xD I think that's a nice song, although the singer's... shouting his head off by the end of the song. o_o
Oh yeah! I remember something eventful from camp~ Most of us are dismissed from school so we take a bus back to school, but some people who live around the area are allowed to leave from the venue we were at. Our monitress is one of them, so she left from the place a lot earlier than the rest of us, who had to wait for the bus.
After a short drive, the bus uncle stops to answer a phone call. As we wait for him to finish, guess who we see? xD Joy! <3 All 30 people in the bus start waving around like windmills in a typhoon and hollering, whooping, screaming and making noise in all manner possible so we sound louder than a fish market and make it look like our destination is the IMH. =x And wonderful Joy drags her luggage into the distance, looking like a lonely lost soul... ... ... and DOESN'T notice us. ... At all. o_o AAAAAAAHHHH! We've yet to tease her about it. :D
(Oh but thank goodness she had to wait at the traffic light to cross the road, so we got her attention in the end after driving past that. xd Hee~)
I doubt I have more to say. ._. Tongue-tied, remember?
Oh but ASK TO SEE THE OTHER WUSHU PEOPLE'S PHOTOS! They looked awesome! >D
Seriously, bye. =)
1.2.10
The following has to do with yam:
As you probably know, weird conversations come up over dinner at my place. xD This time 'round, my grandfather's cooked yam soup as one of the dishes of tonight's dinner.
My sister: Why are you eating that?
Me: *in the middle of eating yam* It's nice.
Sis: You like?
Me: Yeah, I like yam. =D I like yam paus, and yam cake too.
Sis: *incredulous* Hah? Do you eat yam ice cream too?
Me: =3 Hmn? Nice what.
Sis: ... ...
Hah.
By the way, contrary to popular belief yam is not an obscure tuber, but in fact is nice to eat. I personally have no idea why, but it tastes nicer than a potato. ... ... ... The potato itself has not much of a distinct taste, but that's not the point. ._.
"Yams are high in vitamin C, dietary fiber, vitamin B6, potassium, and manganese; while being low in saturated fat and sodium. Vitamin C, dietary fiber and vitamin B6 may all promote good health. Furthermore, a product that is high in potassium and low in sodium is likely to produce a good potassium-sodium balance in the human body, and so protect against osteoporosis and heart disease.
Yam products generally have a lower glycemic index than potato products, which means that they will provide a more sustained form of energy, and give better protection against obesity and diabetes."
Courtesy of wikipedia~ xD Heheh.
My sister: Why are you eating that?
Me: *in the middle of eating yam* It's nice.
Sis: You like?
Me: Yeah, I like yam. =D I like yam paus, and yam cake too.
Sis: *incredulous* Hah? Do you eat yam ice cream too?
Me: =3 Hmn? Nice what.
Sis: ... ...
Hah.
By the way, contrary to popular belief yam is not an obscure tuber, but in fact is nice to eat. I personally have no idea why, but it tastes nicer than a potato. ... ... ... The potato itself has not much of a distinct taste, but that's not the point. ._.
"Yams are high in vitamin C, dietary fiber, vitamin B6, potassium, and manganese; while being low in saturated fat and sodium. Vitamin C, dietary fiber and vitamin B6 may all promote good health. Furthermore, a product that is high in potassium and low in sodium is likely to produce a good potassium-sodium balance in the human body, and so protect against osteoporosis and heart disease.
Yam products generally have a lower glycemic index than potato products, which means that they will provide a more sustained form of energy, and give better protection against obesity and diabetes."
Courtesy of wikipedia~ xD Heheh.
15.1.10
Why am I still stoning. =\
Eh~ I picked up a new anime to watch~ xD 'Black Cat'! It's nice~ ^^ But it's so hard to find episodes. D: I've resorted to watching Chinese subs on a China video sharing website. o_o
AH. ._. Six episodes in and it's sad already. o.o
And episode 7 is taking FOREVER to load! And's it has an important turning point in it. D: D: D:
Heheh, our batch has taken to having extra training *cough*picnic*COUGH* during Friday lunch. xD
Rah. My mum just whacked me over not being interested in an advertisement of a stationery bike in her newspaper. =( Random~
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AH. ._. Six episodes in and it's sad already. o.o
And episode 7 is taking FOREVER to load! And's it has an important turning point in it. D: D: D:
Heheh, our batch has taken to having extra training *cough*picnic*COUGH* during Friday lunch. xD
Rah. My mum just whacked me over not being interested in an advertisement of a stationery bike in her newspaper. =( Random~
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