Monday, October 27, 2008

Prize Day

Haven't been here in a while. Prize day was pretty good, apart from Mr Logan's (head teacher) speech. His speech just dragged on and on and on. Then again, it is an annual report.

I got a prize for getting second in Mathematics for the whole level. It was really just a book voucher for £6. Watching people go up to get the prize was good too.

Yesterday was me and Ryan's anniversary! It was one of the best days we had out, ever. First we hanged around Downpatrick where we got our lunches. I had a foot long sub with meatball marinara, which is The Best meat you can get. I only got a foot long sub 'cos it's on offer with £4 for a foot long sub with anything you want in it. If there is meatball marinara in Subways in Singapore, go get them soon! It's the best. But if you're afraid of mess, bring it home first.

Then we went to Ryan's place where we watched Nightmare Before Christmas,and Walk the Line.Those are really good movies and I strongly urge you to watch them. Walk the Line is about Johnny Cash's life story, which is pretty good. Viewer discretion will be advised for it cos there's lots of drink and drugs in it which kind of disturbed me. Nightmare Before Christmas is one of the best films ever, Tim Burton is my favorite producer.

Then we made a MASSIVE omelette with lots of bacon, mushrooms and cheese, followed up with fizzy drink and chocolate cheesecake which I brought from home for Ryan to try. He's heard so much about the chocolate cheesecake Auntie Carol makes but has never had a taste. The first spoonful had him hooked. :)

Great day yesterday! Here's to an even better week! It's the holidays and Ryan's coming over on Wednesday!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Stumble

I have found one of the most amazing things EVER on the internet. Stumbling. Yes! Not walking around and falling over. It's on the internet. And you download this tool bar after you create an account stating your interests, then after that you just click on "Stumble!" and they will Stumble you to a random website that concerns your interests. Then if you like it, click on the thumbs up button saying "I like it!" and it will save under your favorite pages.

Through Stumbling on Sunday, I have found lots of funny pictures. After weeding out the less funny ones, I hereby present you with The Top Two!

The difference between cats and dogs

Now I know why men lose hair...

The Stumbling has also brought me upon a few really funny comic strips. So here are two of them too:I just thought it might be nice to share this little bit of information with everyone!

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Cat And Laundry..

Do not mix.

I was folding my clothes today in my room, on my bed. Cos I'm just too darn lazy to iron them. Besides, with the cold weather, I'm wearing my shirts under my jumper anyway so who sees them? Anyway, I left the clothes for a little while and then came back up to my room to see Missy lying around my clothes like a really really comfortable bed.

Now, I'm all for rolling about soft fluffy duvets and towels and stuff, but these are my clothes! And as much as you want to share the love, I don't really want your fur on my towels which I use to dry myself with. Silly as I am, I left her among my clothes purring away while rubbing her furry face on my towel.

Unfortunately, she got into a rather playful mood and started to sink her claws into anything that moves. That would be the shirts and towels as I flip them out to get them to spread out, and my toes.

Did anyone say "Ow"?

Well anyway, I grabbed my camera so you can all see her frolicking amongst my clothes and laugh at my unfortunate-ness. It really wasn't too bad.

This is her frolicking:And her sitting on her throne of trousers:Halfway through folding my clothes, I got bored and decided to give Missy this baby toy. Which is a smiling butterfly whose wings crinkle when you touch them and moves around whenever you pull the string. I moved it around a few times in front of her, and then sat back and take pictures while she investigated it.I don't think she quite liked it's smiling face. She must have been thinking this:

Missy: Ohohoho, a new victim. Bow and fear me! What? You're not scared? Why are you just smiling at me? *poke*
Butterfly's wings crinkle.
Missy: Hah! There! You have experience my wrath! Now tremble before me!
Butterfly smiles back.
Missy: Fear me, Dammit! *chomp*

And it goes on and on. I even got a video for you here: video

At the end I thought I could show you how she sinks her claws into anything that moves by waving the shirt I was currently folding but it didn't work too well. She left shortly after the video. The butterfly must have annoyed her with it's mocking smile.

The Offender

Friday, October 17, 2008

Quiz From Seow Peng

Got tagged by Seow Peng to do this quiz. I know I've done it before and that it doesn't really make for quality reading but still.

1) The person who tagged: Seow Peng

2) Your relationship with him/her is: friend. She knows how important she is. :)


3) Your five impressions of him/her:
1. Loves to laugh
2. Very friendly even though she claims she is shy.
3. Short! Haha.
4. Bubbly
5. Funny and likes to poke fun at people for the sheer fun of it. *tsk!*


4) The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:
Talking to me and teaching me how to play badminton when I was standing alone during PE (Physical Education)


5) The most memorable thing he/she had said to you:
"Such a coincidence!" In Mandarin whenever I was in Singapore and she was there, as well as two other friends we haven't talked to in ages.


6) If he/she becomes your lover, you will:
Irrelevant! It will never happen.


7) If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:
Cooking. Definitely. I still remember the 'pizza' you made me on my birthday Seowpeng! It was on pandan bread. Haha.


8) If he/she become your enemy, you will:
Being such a big coward, I'll probably run away and never contact her again till I gather up enough energy to talk to her.


9) If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be:
Shouldn't happen. But maybe a misunderstanding?


10) The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:
Talk to her face to face! Haven't seen you since October!


11) Your overall impression of him/her is:
Very funny, and so fun to be with that you cheer up immediately. Even though she is very small, her character makes up for it.


12) How you think people around you will feel about you?:
I don't really feel I am at the liberty to say. But maybe quiet, can be quite noisy at times and fun? I don't know.


13) The characteristics you love of yourself are:
Generally don't lose my temper until I'l pushed over the edge. I can also work really hard if I have to.


14) On the contrary, the characteristics you hate of yourself are:
Lack the confidence, too shy, maybe a little too quiet and persistent in forcing answers from people sometimes.


15) The most ideal person you want to be is:
Me!


16) For people who care and like you, say something to them:
You people make me who I am today and I want you to know, I'm so happy with myself, so you probably did a great job in molding my character.


17) Pass this quiz to 10 persons:
I have done this quiz before so I will just let whoever it is who is bored do it if they want to.

End of the quiz! Started reading Death Note lately and it is so good! It's actually unbelievable. There are so many twists in the manga and the plot is so intricate it's amazing. I love the way the author makes you absolutely hate the bad person who is relatively normal and yet, love the good guy who would be classed as freakish in our society today.

Just realized I'm such a Romantic. Not as in hearts and flowers, but in the era sense. There is an era called the Romantic period. Poets such as Wordsworth and Coleridge as well as composers such as Beethoven lived during that time. The Romantic ideals would focus on the healing power of Nature and it has started to realize that childhood experiences could affect the adult. So yes, generally the hippies today are the modern-day Romantics. Only realized it there when a girl in the class said Nature was "Just a tree, or a bird". I shall emphasize on 'a'. Nature is not just a tree, or a bird. Nature is everything. Everything we have here, today, comes indirectly from Nature. Without Nature, we would be nothing. I find that there is nothing more calming than to have a pet plant and watch it grow. I had a little miniature violet over last winter and spring and I loved watching it bloom.

I'm such a hippy/Romantic. Call me a tree-hugger but I love Nature and that's that.

My rant is over.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Narnia!

Just posting this to prepare any of you ardent readers (yea right, like I have any), I borrowed the Narnia game off Auntie Alison, and I may be sitting in a darkened room cackling maniac style as I control Lucy and Edmund or whoever it is I favor through war with the White Witch. Teehee! Oh, the wonders of gaming. And I wonder why I'm anti-social when such a small thing can have me occupied for hours.

I lead a sad life. :P

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Photos Are Here!

Finally, the photos are here. There are a few hundred photos and I don't expect anyone to look through all of them so here are just a few better ones. Not good, just better. :) Starting to plan Ryan's anniversary present which is good, and so far, it's coming along nicely. Teehee.

Photos! I took most of them. They are taken one day when Ryan was here, we went to the beach then to the forest. He took those photos of me.I sooo want a Pandora bracelet! The charms are so cute and really really cool. Go there to check it out. It is really really expensive though. Just the plain silver chain will cost £55, and each charm is roughly £19 now. Well it really depends. If there is 14k gold in it, obviously it costs more. Some of the charms costs a few hundred on their own! I never thought I'd be that into jewelry, but now I am! It's so expensive. Well, just save more money.

Bought exercise bottoms yesterday which is good, so I can strike it off my growing list of things to buy. Also bought an umbrella because I'm getting sick and tired of walking in the rain. Rain really depresses everything. And it's raining everyday. Like seriously.

Got to call in at work tomorrow to make sure that I'm having a shift this weekend so that I shall have money! Teehee.

Randomly, finished Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks. It's kind of explicit, but it definitely is a good read. Those war books have definitely changed my outlook on life. Now starting on a new book called Testament Of Youth by Vera Brittan. We studied an extract from that book and I absolutely hated it because she was so ignorant of the conditions in war. But I should still give it a try.

"Now let's stop this drivelly drivel and get on to more exciting things. Like Shakespeare!" *class groans* - Mrs Thorpe, another one of my eccentric English teacher. She's really nice and so funny. Best thing is, she makes Shakespeare interesting!

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Work Tomorrow!

Can't wait for my work tomorrow. :) Auntie Carol says I can buy anything I want with my money. So far the highest on my list are:

1) Hole Puncher
2) Staples. Quite interestingly, the shops sell staplers and staples in a set but not staples on their own.
3) Exercise bottoms for Games
4) Campbell instant soup with noodles or pasta in it!
5) Cup noodles which I wouldn't feel sick after eating!
6) Bits and bobs for Ryan's present for 25th of October
7) Oh! And new jeans. I realized that my most comfortable pair of jeans has a hole which cannot be repaired. *sad* Got to get new pair of jeans before dumping that one out.

So far those things should be pretty affordable except maybe for the clothes. Can't wait to get my pay though. Tomorrow I will be braving a seven hour shift. *shudder* Hope I wouldn't end in as bad a shape as my first shift. I suddenly took to my first ever migraine headache on my first shift and had to bear with it in the steamy kitchen with the dishwasher rattling away. It reduced me to tears when I got back home and the migraine headache stayed for about two more days. Talk about out staying your welcome.

But! After my seven hour shift I get to do some retail therapy the next day. ^___^ Should be getting nearly £34 from tomorrow alone. Can't wait for whenever I get regular shifts like these. Sure, they take up my time to clean my room and stuff but still, it's great for independence and everything.

My room is in a pretty bad shape now considering I haven't changed the sheets in nearly or over a month and the tables and shelfs haven't been dusted in a few months. Don't even mention the little toilet beside my room. Haven't cleaned it in ages.

Which reminds me, recently, there have been tiny little slugs appearing on the bathtub every night (or day, depends on when I'm showering). Being terrified of slugs, the first few times I sprayed, or rather, drowned them in Cif liquid and then left them there. But night after night the slugs just keep coming! Which is really scary. I suspect they are the products of this one big fat slug that came into our toilet one night a few months ago. He/she/it may have laid the eggs there somewhere in the toilet. Those slugs have been an endless source of grief for me and each shower I scrutinize every surface on my body or whatever I am about to use just to make sure it's slug-free.

I hate slugs.

Slugs slugs go away, Never come another day. You can come if I'm not around, But you can be sure there'll be traps abound.

Oh gosh. Being absorbed into another media of entertainment that is not work is not very convenient. Though, very fun. Started on this book called Birdsong, which is on the reading lists for our A level English Literature. I never really heard of having a reading list, but according to the librarian, we do. That book is really really good though. After having read up on the war, I find myself appreciating everything more. Every little thing. The cleanliness, the clothes, the rest. Simple things which the soldiers wouldn't have in the trenches with shells screaming overhead and being fired at constantly. They had to literally live among the dead bodies, with huge rats, and be covered in nits and lice. Such is the degradation of the humans in times of extreme circumstances.

The gross injustice they suffered is terrible. What the newspapers publish is nothing like what they experienced. And worse! Sometimes the newspaper will publish and go on and on about the glory of war and then unsuspecting young men will sign up. Disgraceful. Young men are not always signed on willingly. Womenfolk are absolutely disgraceful during WW1 as well. I am disgusted! You should be ashamed of yourselves! Womenfolk in those days will give young civilian men a white feather. Sometimes not into their hands. A white feather is a sign of cowardice. Once a soldier who was on leave and wasn't wearing his uniform went to church, and a woman walked up to him and stuffed a white feather up his nose. Bully!

Then, after braving the effects of war, losing friends, perhaps a few limbs, some even their sanity, and experiencing horrors which will haunt them for the rest of their lives. After all of that, they are thanked by being integrated into a group of people who have no concept of what war is really like. People who think they understand, people who think they know best but actually don't. The false superiority imposed on them must have been unbearable. And what am I, a complete green horn in war writing about? Probably rubbish which people will skim through.

*rant dies off* Sorry about that, just want to prove a point. We're learning about patriotic poems and prose written during the war to stir in young male hearts the need to fight. Which I think is pretty pointless as well as really cruel. It's so cruel to mislead them into thinking war is all shiny buckles and neat rows of marching. No war is ever that neat and tidy. No one comes back swaggering about boasting about how many man they killed and how they braved the blood and gore. But there is this infuriating little man. His name is Rupert Brooke and he writes the most soppy poems about war and how it's all shiny. He was in the war too but he never got to live to see the full horrors of it. You see, he died of a boring ol' blood infection from a teeny wound. How boring. He'd have wanted to die in a more glorified manner. Like in combat! (fool)

You'd have thought war was heaven. I better end this. And if you got here, congratulations, I have no idea how you read through all that war writing but congratulations.

"People feel sorry for Rupert Brooke dying that young. But personally, I think Life paid him back, for writing such horrible poems."-David Park, my English teacher. He really did say that, much to the mirth of the class. Oh, how I love my English teachers with their own eccentricities. It makes the lesson really fun.

Friday, October 03, 2008

Busy Busy Busy

Past few days have been pretty hectic. The pile of work has, thankfully, shifted a little and so I only have one essay as well as a load of research to do for now.

Monday, I was at home. I have no idea what I did, but pretty sure I was busy. Then Tuesday I was over at Nanny's so was busy as well. Wednesday was the busiest of all.

There was my piano lesson, then while Jordan was having his piano lesson, me and Auntie Carol walked around this shop called Around the Pound. Love that shop, it's full of cheap dinky things. Got face cream which I really need because the wind here has been getting really icy and cold. Having discovered the horrors of wind burn last year, I didn't want my face skin to get to that stage again. So, face cream is a must! Then went to this thing called the Alpha course where they teach you about Christianity. It's actually pretty fun, get free dinner and pastry and stuff, then after that you get to watch a video which is like a service thing, then you gather up in little groups to discuss the topic.

Today they are having a games night..I really want to go, but I'm so tired! Those people there are really nice though, and maybe next week they'll have a games night again.

Weekend is not different, still busy. Going to Ryan's for the afternoon on Saturday, then church followed by work on Sunday.

Have I ever complained my life is too empty? Now I got my wish. My life couldn't be fuller than this! I have too little alone time with myself as it is! Give my alone time back people! (Only joking. I like the company of others too! Promise. I'm not saying this just because I'll see you people quite soon.)