liberated. for now.


PRELIMS ARE OUT!
woo-hoo :)
liberated!

don't think i'll do very well,
but for now, i can't really be bothered.


and darlings i know i told you guys that i'll book a chalet for us,
but luck is not on our side.
it's fully booked for the night of graduation.

talking about graduation,
i've still got stuff to get.
and the worst thing?!
I'VE GOT A BREAKOUT!

woke up this morning and fuck...2 pimples.
dear god, i really don't need this now.....or ever.
so please please please get rid of it.
PLEASE???

oh...yes.
IMF and world bank people are here.
and their presence is pissing me off.
you can't get into suntec now.

ok...you can,
but the easiest way is to drive.
anted to go there on sunday and ALL the overhead bridges to suntec are closed.
like what the hell?!

only the imf people use the overhead bridges,
and since there are no other way to get there on foot,
i gave up trying to enter after walking all over and not being able to get in.

please....what's with reserving the bridges for those people?
come on. it's just a bridge!
the sing at the bridge says something like:
"please flash you IMF or world bank card"

so the lives of these supposedly important people are endangered if the bridges are opened to public?

please. if i wanted to bomb the place i still can get in by driving.
sheesh...

Mr President,
just so you know, bombs can be made into small, ordinary, everyday objects like a pen.
or if i wanted to bomb the place, i can wrap that little destructive thing with a piece of tissue paper and throw it into the bin.
THEN, i can activate it by touching something ordinary and harmless looking like my ear ring.
so there. i wanted to bomb suntec, closing the bridges will not stop me.

or maybe they closed the bridges to prevent supposedly congestion.
i know westerners are big sized,
but i have never seen human jam on those bridges,
and i hardly think i'll see any now if the bridges are being opened to public.

and the flowers along the road.
the BIG pretty sunflowers along the road.
sooo many of them.

hasn't any of those talented people we tax-payers pay thought that we might come across as a little fake?
or should i say more than a little fake?
bright pretty flowers along the roads?
who would believe we have fields of sunflowers along the roads everyday?

why aren't we presenting the real us to the world?
will those flowers make a difference?
those delegrates have better things to do then to stop and notice the flowers.
and after the event, these flowers will wilt and die just as quickly as they were planted there.

as mdm chan would say:
"IT'S A WASTE OF TAXPAYERS' MONEY!"

how fake would we look in the eyes of those snobbish important delegates?
didn't the government thing about that?
i get embarrassed just thinking about it.
major EWW.




i'm getting majorly bored at home.
the house is like a battleground.
i need some place nice and quiet before i catch their fucked up virus.

12 November 1990

Your date of conception was on or about 19 February 1990 which was a Monday.

You were born on a Monday
under the astrological sign Scorpio.
Your Life path number is 6.

Life Path Compatibility:
You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 6 & 9.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 & 22.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 & 7.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2448207.5.
The golden number for 1990 is 15.
The epact number for 1990 is 3.
The year 1990 was not a leap year.

Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 1/27/1990 and ending 2/14/1991.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Horse.

Your Native American Zodiac sign is Snake; your plant is Thistle.

You were born in the Egyptian month of Tyby, the first month of the season of Poret (Emergence - Fertile soil).

Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 24 Heshvan 5751.

The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 15 April 1990.
The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 15 April 1990.
The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 28 February 1990.
The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 3 June 1990.
The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 10 June 1990.
The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Thursday, 20 September 1990.
The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Tuesday, 10 April 1990.
The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 27 February 1990.

As of 9/15/2006 10:02:48 AM EDT
You are 15 years old.
You are 190 months old.
You are 826 weeks old.
You are 5,786 days old.
You are 138,874 hours old.
You are 8,332,442 minutes old.
You are 499,946,568 seconds old.

Celebrities who share your birthday:
Omarion (1985) Ryan Gosling (1980) Tonya Harding (1970)
Sammy Sosa (1968) Michael Moorer (1967) David Schwimmer (1966)
Nadia Comaneci (1961) Neil Young (1945) Al Michaels (1944)
Wallace Shawn (1943) Grace Kelly (1929) Jo Stafford (1918)
Auguste Rodin (1840)

Top songs of 1990
Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O'Connor

Vision of Love by Mariah Carey
Because I Love You (The Postman Song) by Stevie B Vogue by Madonna
Escapade by Janet Jackson

Opposites Attract by Paula Abdul with the Wild Pair
Step By Step by New Kids On the Block

How Am I Supposed to Live without You by Michael Bolton
Love Takes Time by Mariah Carey

It Must Have Been Love by Roxette

Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.26457925636008 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)



There are 58 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 16 candles.

Those 16 candles produce 16 BTUs,
or 4,032 calories of heat (that's only 4.0320 food Calories!) .
You can boil 1.83 US ounces of water with that many candles.


In 1990 there were approximately 4.1 million births in the US.
In 1990 the US population was approximately 248,709,873 people, 70.3 persons per square mile.
In 1990 in the US there were 2,448,000 marriages (9.8%) and 1,175,000 divorces (4.7%)
In 1990 in the US there were approximately 2,148,000 deaths (8.6 per 1000)
In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.
In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.

In 1990 the population of Australia was approximately 17,169,768.
In 1990 there were approximately 262,648 births in Australia.
In 1990 in Australia there were approximately 116,959 marriages and 42,635 divorces.
In 1990 in Australia there were approximately 120,062 deaths.


Your birthstone is Citrine

The Mystical properties of Citrine

Citrine is said to help one connect with Spirit.
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)

Yellow Topaz, Pearl, Diamond

Your birth tree is

Chestnut Tree, the Honesty
Of unusual beauty, does not want to impress, well-developed sense of justice, vivacious, interested, a born diplomat, but irritable and sensitive in company, often due to a lack of self-confidence, acts sometimes superior, feels not understood, loves only once, has difficulties in finding a partner.



There are 101 days till Christmas 2006!
There are 114 days till Orthodox Christmas!

The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waning crescent.

awful...

i feel awful.
i've been aching for 2 days already all thanks to geog.
my back hurts like shite from sitting in the same bent over position for 2h 30min for e.math and 2h15min for geog.
and in the midst of the geog paper my hand got crammed.
like what the hell?!
i'm trying my hardest to write as fast as i can non-stop in a race against time and my hand wasn't cooperating.


prelims are soon over.
two more days darlings :)

and i can now prove studying before hand is rubbish.
studying the day before is the best.
studied physics on tues and after all the e.math, a.math and whole lot of geog, i forgot all my physics.
rubbish is what the adults, who have supposedly gone through it all, tell us.


broke down yesterday.
i'd rather call it stress relief.
i'm just so tired mentally, physically and emotionally.

and my mum, being as unsympathatic as ever came into my room found me crying and scolded me.
like fuck la...
i don't need you to scold me.
i didn't fucking do anything wrong.
if you don't understand just leave me alone!
and she claims to know me so well.


grad night soon.
i have yet to get my shoes.
i still need a place to do my hair.
but i dunno how i want it.
the whole world is goona get curls.

right now i'm just really confused.
there are so many things going on in my life.
i'm like this stranger watching my life from afar,
wanting to do something.
something out of reach.

i don't know what the world wants from me,
or what i have to offer.

sometims i think i'm just this depressed kid whome nobody sees.
maybe i just cover up my emotions too well.
that mask i want to put down,
but is stucked with such frequent use.

i was afraid to be vulnerable.
still am.
but now i want to be.
i want that mask no more.

see me for the real me.
for who i am.
not what i appear to be.

i'm getting sick and tired of being me.



those who are faithful know only the trival side of love.
it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.

yea...and they make the lives others lead a tragedy too.

what in the world is THAT?

rights...so i've been seeing these little green ugly things on EVERYONE's msn nick.
and so i've head it's a tribute to steve irwin.

honestly, i kinda doubt people are grieving for him.
just because his name is splashed across the papers and the australians are upset,
it doesn't mean people should become his fans over night.

please.
i bet 3/4 of you don't watch animal planet and 1/4 of you haven't heard of him before his death.

i'm sorry he died.
i really am.
but i don't pretend to be his biggest fan and go round saying how tragic it is to have lost him.

and i'm kinda confused now.
steve irwin's supposed to be a crocodile hunter right?
he's always dealing with crocodiles and lots of snakes too right?
SO WHY THEN IS THE TRIBUTE TO HIM ON MSN A TORTOISE?!

someone please enlighten me.
a tortoise?
can't they do a crocodile?
or a snake?
or a really ugly stingray to tell everyone what killed him?

really...that patch of green really stunned me.
i come online only to see many many green patches.
for a moment there i thought it was st patrick's day or something.


ugliest thing i ever saw.
lol :)


went to the gym yesterday.
big achievement.
hahaha.
i freaking broke a toe nail!
it hurt like madness.
still does.
ow?

i'm feeling really random today :)


the following might not make much sense.
they're just random thoughts i can't be bothered to elaborate.

Good intentions aren't a substitute for good acts. Sweet nothings mean nothing. Just do it.

you can love someone with all your heart and soul,
but you cannot change them.
you can only choose to be pulled into the gravity of their problems,
or you can choose to stay above, weightless and in orbit, yet nearby.


life will continue to have its ups and downs.
the downs will doubtless change me but suffering is an inevitable part of life.
suffering doesn't last forever.
if things are good then the day is a blessing.


.....and lots and lots of thoughts on marriage.
i sort it out soon.


gone with that green little thing.

clueless.

i don't get some people.
what's with saying something hidden meaning?
can't people be a little more straight forward?
wouldn't life be a little easier then?
instead of spending half our lives figuring what some people mean when they give such subtle hints.

i make myself sound freaking dense.
i'm not that bad that looking for hidden meaning.
but some people like to play games.
double, triple, quadruple faces.

if you wanna give hints,
for crying out loud GIVE!
don't give the extremly subtle ones then put on another face.
one day those masks will crack.

what's the point of mkaing youself miserable by acting all nice and proper?
if you wanna be a meanie, then be a good one.
you think you're being all nice by sparing someone else's feelings like that?
hate to break it to you angel,
but DROP THE ACT. IT'S NOT WORKING.

masks everywhere.
where am i to look?
it is so difficult to see someone for who they really are?
seems like it.

bringing someone up then dropping them suddenly with a loud thud is not my idea of being nice.
it's like stabbing someone in the chest then going "oops! sorry, i didn't mean to."
what a quack.

screw nice-ness.
if you wanna be mean then step right up.
i'm not a fragile piece of glass that will shatter when the wind blows.





with that said,
i had quite a lot of fun since last friday.
haven't spent a single minute studying.
i TRIED.
that's essential 'cos i read, but nothing went in.

saturday was DA BOMB!
had fun till the wee hours of the morning :)
don't take me away...alice wants to be left in wonderland.
hopped around singapore. not literally please...
oh. the changi broad walk is really pretty.
not that we could see much at night but still, it was pretty :)

east coast is really pretty at night too.
and so is the coastal road from changi to god knows where too.

'elle can't stand such things but i love it.

i live for nice peaceful places.

spent the whole day with mummy on monday.
she took leave. how lazy. pfft.
it was fun.
we walked around singapore like really aimlessly.
went to places away from shopping malls.

walked from arab street, to kampong glam, to bugis, to clarke quay.
felt like a tourist :)

parkway-ed with nat yesterday.
she looked so stupid walking in and out of cocoa tree.
hahahahha.
supposed to study at coffee bean but i ended up stoning the whole way.

cut my hair yesterday too.
like finally.
it was getting a wee bit too long and thick :)

i'm in a "i-want-to-do-something-to-help-the-people-in-africa" kind of mood.

a "we-can-make-this-world-a-better-place-if-we-try" kind of mood.

ha...if i carry on like that i'll probably start adopting children from africa and be a UN ambassador like ms fat lips.

i apologised for not thinking that she has sexy and watchamacallit lips.

that awful picture of that kid about to be eaten by a vulture that ms lim showed us just flashed in my mind.
depressomodo.

yep, i know i shouldn't be online doing useless stuff now but i really don't feel like studying.
and when results are out,
depressomodo strikes again.


grad night is just pissing me off.
2 days after prelims before grad night is just dumb.
so what am i to do now?
look for my dress and what-nots and what-nots or study?
stupid.

can i not go?
please?

i just realised prelims will be over very very soon.
and i need to get started on studying even sooner.

i'm freaking out over everything.
from prelims to Os to every detail of my future.




will anything every end?
from the masquerade to everything in between.