i wonder

if i'll have internet access at home today.

.:~today~:.

明日は母の誕生日です。
今日妹と高島屋でプレゼントを買いました。
青い財布を買いました。財布は８０ドルですね。
財布の中にお金があります。=P
祖母のうちへ行きました。祖母と母は料理が上手ですから、晩ご飯はとてもおいしいでした。

今
私はうちへ帰りました。
宿題が沢山ありますから、
頭が痛いです。

You will never hear Japanese like this on the streets. Complete sentences and everything. Signs that I'm still a novice... Sigh. Can't wait. [Shall I be happy I could come up with those few sentences?]

Today I walked into the Popular Bookstore at J8 and I was welcomed with Gackt's 君のためにできること. Since when does Popular play Gackt's songs? Haha. Then after that there was some other Japanese song so I decided it was a compilation CD and they didn't consciously play that song. Mwahaha. But it made me go *gwinz* anyway. [jh will gladly explain what *gwinz* means =P]

On the way back just now I saw a little kitten on the stairs between the 11th and 12th floors. I have no idea what it's doing so high up. It's sooo little and sooo cute and sooo pitiful. Someone's given it some milk. So poor thing. My heart went out to it the moment I saw it. The way it looks at you with those beseeching eyes and the way it mews... Sigh. I wanted to bring it home... But the mother wouldn't have it. Even as I'm typing now it's probably cold and scared and feeling lost. Ugh. Heartbroken.

And now I have to go finish my report.

またね。

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censored blog.
for obvious reasons.
shall refrain from writing anything of that nature in the future. it was a bad idea in the first place. anyway.
wheeee.

the snob strikes back

Overheard in tutorial today
"Why do we want to make chimeric mouses?"

No have scroll wheel one.

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Discovered that the sender-of-dissent-by-email was actually on some newspaper. Someone cut his photo out [and half-mutilated it] and stuck it on the -feedbacknoticeboard- in school. That guy looks... surprisingly normal. And kinda act-cool-ish. Someone also printed the email out and corrected all the grammatical mistakes in it using a red pen. I still haven't decided whether to be amused or disgusted by the whole thing. So there.

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There was this totally disgusting person on the train today. It was crowded in the train and he had the audacity to lean against one of the pole-thingies. And he was no pixie, mind you. Sweaty and pot-bellied and.. ugh. Grossness. And I cannot believe that he is that oblivious to the people around him. It was the pole-thingy near the door and there were many people and there were old people and women with toddlers and he just stood there with his back to the pole-thingy leaning there happily and what was more disgusting was that he was holding on to the pole-thingy he was leaning on. Visualise it and you will realise that it means he had his armed raised and he was giving everyone near him generous whiffs of his underarm goodness. It was intolerable. Such people exist and I am unlucky enough to encounter them in a crowded train on my way home. I am forever scarred by the sight of his levi's-clad arse divided nicely into halves by the pole. Idiot!

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I had lunch with Gitta and her friend from INSA today. Gitta's friend is interesting. I love her French accent. And of course the way she -sings- French. Sigh. French lessons are in order.

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Oh today there were 2 people who looked like they walked out of CS 1.6 in the canteen. Doing the terrorist thing and holding gun things. Interesting sight, to see them in the midst of the lunch crowd, posing and pretending to snipe people. Don't know why they like to move in slow motion though. Haha. I half-miss playing CS. I wonder why.

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Shall go recover from the atrocities of the day.

some... i dunnowhat

jx the filch stole links off lenoil's xanga site
and this happened
[shall just paste all the text here...]

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the Romantic
-your Enneagram type is FOUR.

"I am unique"
Romantics have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.

-How to Get Along with Me-
Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.
Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value
myself.
Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.
Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.
Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting!

-What I Like About Being a Four-
My ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep
level.
My ability to establish warm connections with people .
Admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life.
My creativity, intuition, and sense of humor.
Being unique and being seen as unique by others.
Having aesthetic sensibilities.
Being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me.

-What's Hard About Being a Four-
Experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair.
Feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved.
Feeling guilty when I disappoint people.
Feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me.
Expecting too much from myself and life.
Fearing being abandoned.
Obsessing over resentments.
Longing for what I don't have.

-Fours as Children Often-
Have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original games.
Are very sensitive.
Feel that they don't fit in.
Believe they are missing something that other people have.
Attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.
Become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood.
Feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents'divorce).

-Fours as Parents-
Help their children become who they really are.
Support their children's creativity and originality.
Are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings.
Are sometimes overly critical or overly protective.
Are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed.

Link: The Quick and Painless ENNEAGRAM Test written by felk on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

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Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jiaxin!

1. Jiaxinomancy is the art of telling the future with Jiaxin.
2. The pupil of an octopus's eye is shaped like Jiaxin.
3. Jiaxin has 118 ridges around the edge.
4. The first domain name ever registered was Jiaxin.com!
5. The book of Esther in the Bible is the only book which does not mention Jiaxin.
6. Grapes explode if you put them inside Jiaxin.
7. Baskin Robbins once made Jiaxin flavoured ice cream.
8. Jiaxin can't drink - she absorbs water from her surroundings by osmosis.
9. Scientists have discovered that Jiaxin can smell the presence of autism in children.
10. Ideally, Jiaxin should be stored on her side at a temperature of 55 degrees.

I am interested in - do tell me aboutherhimitthem

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such accurate descriptions of jx!
i'm sooo touched.
=]

=]

brought renald to underwater world at sentosa today. to see his "manta ray"... couldn't take any photos of the rays though, cos they fly away so swiftly. they're really graceful =p hmm i was sufficiently entertained by the amusing creatures on display, especially the crabbies. they are such funny creatures. =] and the leafy seadragons and the jellyfish and the sea angels... and i got to see my favourite freshwater fish. the giant arapaima! hahaha. i like that fish because it forgot to evolve. someone please show me a live coelacanth... meow.

here are some photos.. there are a few more on flickr i believe..


my favourite photo of the lot! graceful jellyfish... floating around leisurely. i'm going to be a jellyfish when i grow up.


a funky lionfish.


the evil giant japanese spider crab. totally amusing photo. you should see it walk around like that... balancing on its hind legs...


a cute little fiddler crab says "pick me up!" =] japanese tourists around me were gushing and going "kawaiiii...!" hee hee...


i have no idea what this sea cucumber is trying to do... draped across the rear end of a horseshoe crab.


giant catfish! that evolution forgot all about. they're huge! so funky.


arapaima! can't tell how big it is from the photo.. you have to see it for yourself. another old old fish that evolved very little since 140 million years ago. it eats birds! according to what they say. don't ask me how these creatures get them birds. =]

-purr-
zzz...

elephant

i have no idea why i didn't get to know you earlier. i still can't figure out why i didn't notice your presence until i did. was it because you were sitting behind me? was it because of the way you disappeared after school? because you had a girlfriend then. because your parents would pick you up after school. but eventually i noticed you. eventually we talked. wrote. i remember us laughing at people who didn't know better about us, people who were speculating and spreading amusing untruths about us. i remember you coming to stand beside me as i contemplated the blades of grass on the school field. i remember us sitting in some corner in school, comfortable in the silence we share. i remember the laughter. the tears. the firsts. and seconds. i remember the lofty conversations we had before morning assembly. we still talk about lofty things don't we. only less frequently, because we don't get to see each other every day anymore. i remember the bus rides. i remember all the "coincidences" we had between us. i remember how happy we were to have "read" each other's mind. you're always amused when that happens, even nowadays. let's keep that sense of wonder. i remember the all the scandals. all the bitterness. all the negativity. all the hope. i remember the first time you held my hand. i remember all these things, and more. but i don't remember everything. yet it seems to be ok, because i keep discovering that you remember things that i don't. we've grown a lot. we've come a long way. it's been 4.5 years since we found each other, 4 since the first birthday. these things. have never failed to amaze me.

thank you for everything.

happy birthday

4 = 2 x 2
16 = 4 x 4
25 = 5 x 5
49 = 7 x 7

endless love

what do i do on sundays?
i wake up i eat i mop the floor i bathe i go for rehearsal
today i did something additional.
i attended [part of] a malay wedding.
leng was asked to play the flute for the procession of his band's malay teacher-in-charge's wedding at a void deck in tampines. me was asked to play the piano part. the song? lionel richie's endless love. it was interesting, because it was the first malay wedding [of a complete stranger, no less] i'd ever attended. the bride was pretty. everything was pretty. and shiny. it was interesting because the score was written for the piano and i had to play it on a somewhat dusty 5-octave roland electronic keyboard without a sustain function, which meant... the chords weren't sexy enough and it sounded like a 5-year-old was playing. amusing. oh and there was a smoke machine. the smoke didn't smell very pleasant though. it was interesting because we had to improvise a stand for the keyboard as such a thing didn't exist. plus the wind was very strong and the score threatened to fly off somewhere and never return. it was also interesting because on our way there we saw -many- malay weddings at void decks. there was one near my house, and a few more in tampines. there was one just 2 blocks away from the one we attended. was today an auspicious day? =p well it was certainly an interesting experience.

rehearsal today was... ok i guess. there were only 2 people in the saxophone section today. 2 tenors. so it was stressful because i can't hide behind lenoil's sound =p but we got to go home early because casteels didn't want the saxes for the third piece simply because there were so few of us! haha. =p

sunday.

bubble

Once again, something has happened to make me reconsider my awareness of things and people around me.

It is virtually impossible to fully know and understand a single person outside oneself, much less a whole bunch of people. Most of the time, whatever I understand about people comes from glimpses here and there, almost never directly from the people themselves. It takes a long long time to piece together even a little bit of the picture. That as a given, sometimes I'm still caught unawares by these sudden bits of enlightenment, if one could call it that.

Is my life very sheltered?
Have I gotten so used to life inside my bubble that I'm not as attuned anymore?
The more I say the more useless it seems. Never mind.

Sometimes I wish I'm the saddest person in the world. But that is just wishful thinking lar. How can that be possible? Even though I constantly moan about my pathetic life, it is unforgivable that I should forget momentarily that other people have things below the surface too. Oh well. Why are people sad? So many possible reasons...

If it is wrong to point out that someone older is wrong, if it is wrong to point out that someone else is wrong, then let me be always wrong. If that makes you people happy. Shrug. [but even if I'm always wrong, someone is still unhappy about it so what do you want me to do]

If wind has a colour, it will be silver. A shimmery quicksilvery sheen.

post-concert high

and low.

meow

明日はBeautiful Sunday です。

whee now i have 7 esplanade passes!
-神经病-

i want to watch F1 at sepang...­

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the restlessness
of a storming tossing night
as Nightmare prowls at the edge of vision
invades the dark that is memory.

where were you when it
was dark why were you
not sleeping

images past,
present
and future intermingle
in the boiling swamp of consciousness.
always almost vaporising, always
nebulous.

in this incessant night I am the
creature born of a lightless existence,
of dreams,
the sang mauvais between
hope and devastation.

I am yours.

so speak my name, my love, and
unleash me upon all that is
good and beautiful
in the world. let me
die
consumed by everything
I am not.

for now, with
Solitude as my companion,
I await,
on the axle of the wheel of time, where
not even the pretence of a promise of continuation
exists, where the
cords of fire and
water entwine, where all
is silent.

deliciae.

amusement

You are a GRAMMAR GOD!

Congratulations! If your mission in life
is not already to preserve the English
tongue, it should be. You can smell a
grammatical inaccuracy from fifty yards.
Your speech is revered by the underlings,
though some may blaspheme and call you a
snob. They're just jealous. Go out there
and change the world.


How grammatically correct are you?
(Revised with answer key)
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Grammar God so ugly...