t s u b a s a reservoir chronicle

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Lao Shu Ai Da Mi should be banned from all karaoke sets.

Especially in neighbourhoods where there are suffering teenagers trying to complete their homework, but can't.

Lingga says @#%$! at 6:16 PM

But something before I go. I must, must, must say this or I will burn in hell.

VINCENT NG LOOKS SO DROP DEAD GORGEOUS IN ISSUE #780 OF 8 DAYS! LOOK AT THOSE ABS. NOT EVERYONE HAS ABS LIKE THAT, THAT'S FOR SURE. I WOULDN'T MIND WASHING MY CLOTHES ON THEM! AH THEY ARE SO PRETTY!

I'll scan in the cover if I can somehow fix my scanner. Oh shoot I don't have time to fix my scanner. Maybe 1 month later.

Pretty abs T_T

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:48 AM

I am being leeched until there's nothing left but a husk!

My brain is overworked with stress. Overwhelmed with shock. Overloaded with information. It is squashed to the size of an ant's pimple now (not that it was very big to begin with)

THE SCHOOL SHOULD NOT PUNISH US FOR ~~THE TEACHER'S INCOMPETENCE~~ NOT BEING ABLE TO FINISH THE SYLLABUS!

While others are rounding off the chapter on vegetation, we're struggling to even finish weather and climate. How is it even remotely possible to complete 1.5 chapters in a week T_T

And Bio. BIO IS BULL. I hate studying for Bio. Especially after I failed my last test (19/40) even after studying my ass off. I swear to God I did. But it's an unfair world and God can't be bothered with me either. We have 2 more chapters or something like that before we finish the syllabus. Once aagin, I weep (just without the smiley).

Thanks to Ms Sheela, I have half the Amazon in my Geography file. I think she doesn't like trees. Or maybe she just likes giving out notes.
Either way, I don't think we're helping the environment very much.

She creeps around during Assembly and scares us all half to death. Seriously, she has the whole skulking thing down pat. She moves swiftly, silently, efficiently. Quite admirable, BUT STILL. It's like, you're talking loudly with your friend, and you giggle, and then suddenly you turn around and she's standing there stiff and motionless staring at you and then you shriek.

Plus, she has issues with attention, and is a powerful starer!

I rearranged my Chem, Geog (which was how I knew I had half the Amazon in there) and Lit files just now. I am feeling ridiculously accomplished! Everyone should just arrange their files when they're feeling unaccomplished and they'll perk right up, I'm so sure.

Shall end off here, for no particular reason. Ta.

PS: Yes, I was referring to a particular girl on Friendster in my previous entry. SHE SUCKED IN HER LIPS FOR ALL 30 PHOTOS OF HERS AND PEERED OUT FROM UNDER HER FRINGE SO MUCH I THOUGHT HER EYES WOULD POP OUT!

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:31 AM

Saturday, September 10, 2005

GOD, WHY DO THEY ALL LOOK LIKE THEIR LIPS ARE PERMANENTLY SUCKED IN?

AND THE HAIR. THEY ARE GOING TO PUT AN EYE OUT THAT WAY.

BUT THE LIPS. THE HORROR. FUCKING PUFFER FISHES, ALL OF THEM

STOP SUCKING YOUR LIPS IN AND LOOKING OUT FROM UNDER YOUR FRINGE, MY GOD!!! YOU LOOK LIKE A BLOODY RETARD!!!

Lingga says @#%$! at 2:57 PM

Friday, September 09, 2005

I WILL I WILL I WILL MUG.

Or at least do my homework.

I'm sorry to the normal people who come to my blog for entertainment and then they see all these horrible notices urging the author to mug and they get all disgusted and demoralised because of course they being normal people normal STUDENTS are natural first class procrastinators (I used to be one of you. Now I'm not sure what happened) and do NOT like being reminded that school opens in 2 days and our exams start in 3 weeks (Again I used to be one of you. Again I'm not sure what happened) but that is the cruel truth I'm sorry to bash you in the face like this but SCHOOL STARTS IN 2 DAYS AND EXAMS START IN 3 WEEKS AND WE HAVE TO MUG HARD FOR OUR FINALS.

Oh, and I'm also sorry (on the behalf of my eye) to Kel for giving her nightmares.

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:07 PM

Thursday, September 08, 2005

At the 6th Asian Netball Championship at Toa Payoh Hall, which I went to with the rest of the g.i.a.n.ts, we watched an extremely spirited and exciting game between Singapore and Malaysia.

I screamed my lungs out together with everyone else there!

TEAM SINGAPORE NETBALL HAS JUMPING KANGAROOS FOR DEFENDERS. AND IT IS HIGHLY DEMORALISING.

They won the game, 55 - 44. I realise I should be thrown in front of a lorry for this, but I swear I never expected this win. Singapore used to lose - a lot - to Malaysian netball.

But they proved us PROUD, and proved me wrong on Tuesday night. It was a fantastic game. Their playing was totally up to standard, and they took on the lead even in the first quarter.

Man, you should have heard how the audience cheered when the buzzer for the first quarter ended and the score was 15 - 13, Singapore. It would have made you feel warm all over, and instilled in you a new sense of pride to be part of this 4 million strong nation. Because we truly, thoroughly, acted out the phrase one united Singapore.

The atmposhere! It felt like we'd won the Olympics =D

Anyway, Jin Ning and I went to AMK library to study yesterday. SUPPOSEDLY STUDY. (Study, my ass) We settled down on 2 sofas backfacing another which housed these 2 other guys. I think we quite irritated them with our constant chit-chatting and whining (my defense is we weren't very LOUD). But yes, we left at 1.30pm for lunch and when we returned, we rushed to these 2 vacant sofas we spotted quite gleefully. Because I hate doing work on the floor! After a while your back just gives up on you.

And then we unpacked and realised this time we were sitting in front of those 2 guys.

Could almost hear them groan =D

Oh well, too bad for them.

Anyway, enough of these 2 random guys I picked out in the library. WHAT IS IMPORTANT IS MY INABILITY TO FOCUS. I spent 2 hours trying to complete my theory workbook, and the reason why the phrase "trying to complete" is in there is because I didn't finish it. I MUST BE AN IDIOT OR SOMETHING.

You know the feeling you get when you read a question, realise with a sinking heart you have no clue whatsoever how to answer it/what it wants, flip through the textbook, realise it's hopeless, give up and go on to the next, only to realise with a rapdily sinking heart it's the exact same scenario for this question?

I think studying would be SUCH a breeze if you knew how to do every question that came your way.

And I am in love.

WITH THIS PAIR OF NIKES I SAW AT SPORTSLINK IN AMK CENTRAL!

I want it. BAD BAD BAD. I am experiencing STRONG LUST. I want to rip off the price-tag and proclaim it mine and show it off to everyone at school. THEY ARE SO PRETTY!

If I'm lucky (and if I ask) I might get them this week at Queenstown. But I don't think so. I must be a good little girl and MUGGG. And figure out my Circular Measure later on.

But first things first:

THE EYE.

And yes, the extremely chio eye above belongs to yours truly =D This shows that I have model-worthy eyes. Which look as good as any of those Photoshopped ones floating around the internet!

Ok lah, maybe not "as good". But there is a certain quality in them, don't you think! I'm open to any contact lenses endorsements that come my way.

Lingga says @#%$! at 5:04 PM

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

I WILL NOT GET SICK AGAIN!

Especially not with fevers. Fevers suck. See, yesterday afternoon I was feeling quite woozy and ridiculously tired, like my limbs were gonna fall off. So I took my temperature, and it was 36.7, and I was all triumphantly AH-HA! I'm going to fall sick. Because my normal body temperature fluctuates from 35.1 - 36.4, and is always below the average body temperature of 36.7. So if it rises slightly higher than before, I'm in danger -_-

Tried to eat pi pa gao but my sister had managed to twist the cap on in a lopsided way, and with my newfound weakness, I was in no position to open it. Like bloody hell lah, injure my hand for nothing T_T Imagine if I died because I couldn't unscrew the cap to the medicine! It'll be so sad.

Dragged myself into bed and when I woke up, bingo! I was right - 37.8. It was horrible, horrible, horrible. You know the feeling that someone's holding your head in between a pair of pincers, and slowly squeezing the pincers together, in slowly increasing force? It went on for the entire night, through the unearthly hours and till morning! I kept waking up and clutching my head -______-'' Yeah, sounds extremely exaggerated, but it really seemed as if someone was trying to explode my brain.

Hen lei, hen lei, hen lei.

Today morning was better, when I woke up the fever had subsided, I guess. But the killer of the sore throat was still there. Hurts like hell when I attempt to swallow. AND THERE WERE SO MANY KFC COUPONS ON THE COFFEE TABLE. YET I CANNOT EAT KFC!

And I'm not sure if it's the fever that's making me woozy, or that I was just stupid to begin with, but I can't seem to understand whatever the chem theory workbook is saying. I don't give a shit why sulphur is a solid and sulphur dioxide is a gas.

Screw the Contact process lah.

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:56 PM

Monday, September 05, 2005

I have a killer sore throat. Think it was because I ate the Nissin Mushroom and Chicken Cup Noodles yesterday night while watching My Date With A Vampire 3. The HK drama series. I used to be a biggg fan a few years back. Spent like $150+++ on both the first and second dramas (ok, technically it was my mom, but hey, her money is my money right).

Anyway, the characters look ridiculous. There're a few of the original cast members, but Ma Xiaoling totally rebonded her hair. I was like *JAWDROP* because ANYONE who knows Ma Xiaoling knows she kicks vampire ass with her CURLY, WAVY, GOLDEN BROWN LOCKS! Now she has poker-straight raven tresses. =/ A bit hard to shi ying. But she still looks pretty.

And don't even get me started on Kuang Tianyou. HE DUMPED HIS PERFECTLY DECENT LOOKING TINTED GLASSES FOR HIDEOUS ROUND ONES. BLOODY HELL. He looks like a dirty CHEE KO PEK now ok?! I mean, he's like old, but at least in the previous 2 dramas, he managed to look COMPATIBLE with Wan Qiwen (who, being a female, has access to all sorts of cosmetics and whoknowswhat to keep her looking blemish-free on TV. And she was young to begin with) who plays Ma Xiaoling. Now they look just plain WRONG together. IT IS CRINGE-WORTHY.

And if it is the Song Dynasty, why is Chang-E dripping with diamonds on her neck? Why does she have coloured rebonded locks? Why are there shiny things which look suspiciously like gemstones on her clothes, which look like something out of Vera Wong? She is STANDING ON THE MOON in the show. And flapping those long drapes of hers around as she waves lyrical about how Pan Gu Sheng Mu (or holy mother of Pangu) is evil and do not believe her!

Blah.

The special effects are a teeny bit LAME. But better than China's.

And I'm still going to stay up till 1am to watch it every Sunday.

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:55 PM

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Make me a happy woman.

TESTIMONIALIZE ME.

I need 7 more to 70!

My mom won't let me eat the eggs. She says it's for dinner.

I can't even eat eggs in my own house! This is a such a cruel world.

I love Michelle Branch to bits and pieces.

Why can't I ignore it?
I keep giving in, but I should know better
'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked at me
And it strange that things change
But not me wanting you-
So desperately

Desperately; Michelle Branch

Lingga says @#%$! at 3:34 PM

GOD, you know what I was doing for the past 20 minutes?? Wasting my time on Friendster and looking through every single profile I came across! Admiring their nice, glossy, floaty hair! Wishing I had nice glossy floaty hair! YES I WAS DOING IT until I caught myself and went OH MY GOD LINGGA, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? Have you no life at all?! And I panicked and went to the first url that was at the top of my address bar. Which is of course my blog.

(as if blogging is a very constructive thing to do anyway)

I am ashamed of myself T_T

Yeah well. I miss my hair. I was looking through the photos in my phone and I had nice, shiny fringe. LOTS of fringe. Now I have wispy fringe. And practically no hair at the back. It looks weird in a ponytail. And it's a wispy ponytail. I DON'T WANT A WISPY PONYTAIL.

And the hair on top of my head feels dry and frizzy. Think it's because the hairdresser snipped off so many layers, all the layers that used to be on top which absorbed the vitamins got snipped off, leaving the below, drier strands in their place. And also because I have so little hair, it's very light. And hence they float up. In a wispy way.

God, I'm obsessing over my physical appearance again. 'Tis an unhealthy obsession. Must refocus.

So many people asked me how the movie marathon went. Well, we camped out in the music room to watch Constantine first. Barely 30 minutes later everyone was shivering and wrapped in their jackets. Or assortment of PE shorts and t-shirts for our group. Being one of the first in the music room, we had our pick of floor and our choice was quite near the dvd player and the screen. It was quite awe-inspiring to look behind and marvel at the sea of students camped out behind us.

Some smart guy had brought his sleeping bag.

Anyway, they showed Hitch next. It was probably the only movie I enjoyed tremendously. I dig Will Smith. However, it was hard to ignore the aching hunger pangs in my stomach. I hadn't eaten anything since 3pm! We were tempted to order McDonald's. But of course too lazy to leave the cosy (if butt-freezing) music room to trek through the deserted school to the backgate to receive the delivery guy. I think it was around 10+, sleep was already kicking in, hence lots of people started going horizontal. Some twit had lowered the temperature to 20 degree celcius again.

We went out to try to get something to eat, and we bought waffles. 3/6 can't cook very well -________-'' I realise I should have ordered toppings because eating the waffle plain really sucked. We got to see Mr Leow shuffling about in his slippers and yawning in the home econs room though, cooking chicken wings for 3/6. Coolness!

Premonition was next, some Jap horror show which was pointless and immensely crappy.

See, the movie's about a newspaper that can predict the future. Needless to say, it's a bleak future. This family of three is on a holiday when their car stalled. The dad goes to the nearby phone booth to call for help when he spots a square of newspaper lying on top of the telephone directory. He picks it up and oh, guess what! It's an article about a car crash claiming the life of a little girl, and of course it's his daughter. So he's like staring at it weirdly when the mom gets out of the car to go to him, because the little girl's seatbelt is stuck and she needs help. After she's out of the car, this truck rams straight into the stationary vehicle. The girl's still alive, but she screams for help, and her heartbreaking cries (irritating to me) are lost when the car bursts into flames.

Oh, there was this part which really freaked the hell out of all of us. The mom's friend had died in a trail derailment accident, and the mom was supposed to have died with her, but because the dad found out and pulled her off the train, she escaped. They're at her funeral and the mother of the friend is like wailing SHE DIED WITH HER FACE TORN OFF WAH. Anyway, Nicky was like "I don't think they will show us the picture of her face right... too gross already" and next thing we know, the dad's in a corridor with this female figure backfacing him some distance away, and he's like staring at the figure when she suddenly TURNED and every single person in the room (except for those asleep) screamed and grabbed each other and screamed some more. It showed her face completely torn off. Bloody hell. Before the figure turned right, I was looking at her back and going mentally, Eh doesn't this look like the friend who died-AHHHHHHHHHHH. DOTS LAH.

Anyway, the end of the movie was nonsensical. It repeated the accident 3 years ago like FIVE times, with the dad in different places each time. The first time he's back in the phone booth and he dashes out to the car, drags his wife away and makes her sit down, and he runs back to the car to grab his daughter. He struggles to free his daughter (though I was wondering why the heck didn't he just push the red button that releases the catch of the belt), manages to get her out of the car and the mom stands up and gets knocked down instead. The poor woman.

And it keeps repeating and repeating. SAD LIFE MAN. He was in the truck with the unconscious truck driver once, and he had to watch on as he rammed into his daughter. We were all, just kill yourself and end it all, my God! If I were him I would smash my head against the phone booth and die.

Anyway, the last time he managed to get the daughter out, but he's stuck in the car himself. He actually LAID his head down in the car, closed his eyes and said something like It's over... And he died of course. I seriously think he would have died of exhaustion rather than being burnt in the fire. It was so DISTRESSING to see him redo every scene in that accident, my heart went out to the poor man! I mean, what did he DO to deserve it? After being freaked out and traumatized by so many events that happened just because he was unfortunate enough to pick up the newspaper, he dies in the end. UNFAIR WORLD! And stupid movie.

Second movie was A Lot Like Love, because we didn't want to watch Boogeyman. Went to Inspiretonwn to watch it, where there were lots of people sprawled over comfy couches and beanies and cushions! T_T So envious. I wanted to grab someone and throw him off so I could sit down.

A Lot Like Love is lousy. I fell asleep 20 minutes into it, I think, after I just couldn't force my eyes to open to watch the screen. The only reason why I even bothered to open my eyes in the first place was of course because of Ashton Kutcher! But even Ashton wasn't enough to save it. I mean, there're only so many times you can look at him, and he's not even single! When I woke up, Ashton was cheering with his buds or whatever, and I managed to catch the scene where he belts out I'll Be There For You by Bon Jovi to Amanda Bynes. The one in the trailer. Yeah watched the ending and then we returned to the music room to watch Hide and Seek. Jia said the floor of the music room is, surprisingly, more comfortable than that of Inspiretown. Because Inspiretown is carpeted and the music room is all hardwood.

Hide and Seek's not too bad. If you remember, it's about this dad and her daughter who keeps talking about her imaginary friend Charlie. And Charlie starts to do some not-so-nice things around the house. Yeah well, "Charlie" is really her dad. And her dad is really a PYSCHOPATH who murdered her mom because she was having an affair, and made it look like she committed suicide. Think the poor girl saw it all, and the dad made Charlie up to screw her mind. HER DAD IS A COMPLETE AND UTTER SICKO. He makes the girl play hide and seek with him in the end, and obviously if he finds her he'll kill her, and he goes to her room searching for her, saying "Is she under the BED?" and jabs the knife into the area under the bed, and "Is she inside the CLOSET?" and stabs the knife through the closet! I mean, SHE'S HIS DAUGHTER.

And in the end when the dad is kilked, the girl gets adopted by her psychiatrist, and we think everything is happy again. Then the camera pans to this drawing she's drawn of her and the psychiatrist smiling with the sun and flowers and everything, and there's this other girl's head floating next to her.

.

Just a fucking HEAD. Like, hello, what is WRONG with her?! Why is she having imaginary friends with only a HEAD? I tell you, the dad may be a sicko but the girl isn't very right in the head either. She gouged the EYE out of this other girl's doll! And Dakota Fanning (the actress who played the girl) has the freakiest eyes ever. She's totally suitable for horror flicks. SHE NERVES YOU OUT! I think she'll win any staring contests she gets into when she's a bit older (because I don't think kids like her get into fights yet), her expression can make you feel so UNEASY.

Anyway, I closed my eyes through the middle of the movie. It was only when the screaming began and the sound effects started getting hyped up then did I open them and sit up to watch.

The last movie was either X-2 or 2 Fast 2 Furious. Since I already have X2, we packed our stuff and went to our last stop, Inspiretown again, to watch 2 Fast 2 Furious. I was planning to rest my eyes, because I'd been wearing my contacts for like 24hours I was expecting my eyes to pop out. Jia snagged a beanie and I shared it with Wen and her.

The movie was bloody noisy can.

I must have fallen asleep for some time because the movie seemed to end fairly quickly. When I woke up it was still playing, but nearing its end, and practically everyone in the room had their eyes closed.

When it ended we made our way home where I fell asleep and woke up at 3pm.

I rather enjoyed it... but I'm not eating waffles for the next 3 months. And not sleeping on ground for at least half a year.

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:05 PM

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Oh well, I've returned Jia her USB cable (thank you Chia Chia!) and there won't be any more photos for a long time to come. So enjoy this last photoblog =)

Friday was the last day of school, and we had NO lessons at all. Technically. Ok, Mr Wong did teach, but as if I paid any attention to him at all. Everyone around us was folding stars out of pink and purple straws. There were Nicky and Dev behind Jia and I, Mei Ching in front of Jia and I, and Wei Ching on my left. And of course Jia and I ourselves! He's teaching Circular Measure now, and my God, it feels exactly like the days I went through before I finally got Coordinate Geometry. Seriously. I'm swimming through every lesson blindly and not understanding a single word Mr Wong says. It's all looking for the bloody sectors and dissecting the shapes up into the shapes you want to work with. And big surprise there, I CAN'T DO IT.

Whatever. So it's not really unusual that I'm folding stars in his lesson.

My stars can STAND =D

Anyway, we blew off SS as well. Zaleha didn't teach because we assured her (falsely) that we could handle covering the last bit of the chapter after the holidays. And this is what we did with Nicky's phone:

Perfectly normal shots... Then we got experimenting.

First picture is alright.

Second one - Look at Chia Chia's TONGUE can?! And NICKY. NICKY IS NOWHERE BETTER. What the hell is up with the finger!

But that wasn't bad enough.

CHIA CHIA. CHIA CHIA. MY DEAR CHIA CHIA!! What is wrong with you!! She looks like a Sadako victim in The Ring, where the photos of the victims get distorted after they die. And if you need more proof:

SHE SCARES THE FUCK OUT OF ME!!!

And if you think my eyes look a bit crossed, it's not your imagination. They WERE supposed to be crossed. But I swear I had nothing to do with the fringe on the right side of my face which, somehow, ended up looking like claws.

Here are some artistic looking shots =)

Was thinking about those maniacal punk rockers.

I put Dev in jail and captured his moments of agony! See Dev, you can act agonized too.

Did nothing for Chem either. Poor Ms Tan. We were simply not fit for work, what with it being last day of school. My brains were completely incapable of anything constructive.

And oh, I cut my hair. With Wen and Jin Ning, we scourced Toa Payoh for this salon per Weiwei's recommendation. It was pathetic, looking for Lorong 4 BLK 97 in the rain. But it was totally worth it in the end, because I like my new hair. It's so... WISPY. It's ultra layered (a bit too layered, but I'm not a picky person), and I dig my fringe. Wen's new haircut rocks too. It's exactly the type of hair I envisioned her having! At first, there were the little long strips at the back like Jody's, but she made the hairdresser snip them all off because she said her Mom wouldn't like it. SIGH. Jin Ning looks very demure now. From the back it looks terrific, because she looks rather matured and grown up, but I thought there was something weird about the fringe. Couldn't place my finger on what exactly it was though.

And the hairdresser was really helpful. I'm going back there to cut my hair! *pats top of head affectionately*

Ooh I'll blog about the movie marathon later on.

Lingga says @#%$! at 6:02 PM

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Oohh, yesterday was the Teacher's Day Celebrations. Wasn't as bad as I'd expected (which was subliming in the sweltering temporary canteen), but it was seriously LOUSY lah. And a waste of time.

Due to the lack of space in our school, they held the performance in the quadrangle, which is like surrounded by the rest of the classroom blocks so it's shielded from the sun, and with the Sec 1s and teachers watching in the quadrangle itself.

The rest were scattered among the different levels like people watching public performances on a stage in Jurong Point. Over the railings. Yeah, it was the official seating arrangement the school came up with. To have us all standing at the railings 3 stories up watching the bands on the ground level. Or peering through the railings squashing our butt numb on the dirty corridor. My place was right in front of the staffroom though. Occasional perks included getting air con breeze when the doors opened! =D Shuang kuai!

Nas gave this out to everyone in class in the morning, and I stuck mine on the shoulder blade. I'd forgotten all about it until halfway through some lame recycled Sec 1 Campfire Nite dance (which made my Sec 1 Campfire Nite dance look extremely complicated. What the HELL were they doing with their hands?), someone patted me on the shoulder and went, Is it ok if I remove this? And I turned around and it was MS SHEELA who wanted me to take down the sticker because it said Hate School. Because it is a dumb sticker expressing my negative attitude towards school, she makes me take it down! Oh God. I was so flabbergasted someone would actually DO something like that it took a while for me to realise what was going on. Because of course it was just in the name of fun and I'm not going to go around trying to riot and rebel against the establishment! I mean, duh! I bet at least a dozen teachers had walked past me (I was seated in front of the bloody staffroom) and who didn't give 2 hoots.

Yeah well, Ms Sheela tore it accidentally. And she peeled Jia's off as well. Poor woman. It must be awfully tiring to have to see everything in such a serious light all the time.

Anyway, after the celebration, I stayed in school to make stars out of straws which Jia had bought because I was waiting for the rest of the 6A bunch to CONTACT me. It was pathetic, sitting in the classroom mindlessly folding stars out of pink and purple straws on Teacher's Day Eve:

However, I couldn't even hide in the classroom like a lonely little girl to while away the time till 1.30pm when 6A would meet up! No! The school, the miserable selfish thing, was all, Please leave because we have to close. What was I going to DO!

Called Mei Xuan on the train and realised she was drifting around Northpoint and about to return home and abandon notion of returning to Chongfu. I POUNCED ON HER and made her wait for me till I reached Yishun. Walked with her until Grace, Bert, Weiying and Yuhui appeared.

Weiying underwent another major transformation! The Thai Weiying of 6A 02 had a mop for hair! Floppy curls! In Sec 1 she rebonded her hair, but it didn't look too right. This year, as Mei Xuan crudely puts it... she's a chao ah lian!! Haha! Ok lah, not that extreme. Toned down version. Short skirt halfway down her thighs. Hair piled on top of her head with 9 clips (Mei Xuan counted). Orange sports bra! Top 2 buttons unbuttoned. From RGS some more lor! Plus she is so tall and slim can -_____-'' bloody hell made me feel inferior walking next to her.

Ooh, we picked out cards for Mdm Wong and Mrs Chu and went to the usual McDonalds near Chongfu (where Bin used to order cheeseburgers with just the buns and cheese because she's a vegeterian) to scrawl our names on them. We saw Weisheng, but he didn't join us. Then Audrey came, followed by Lok, and then Liangjie, Hunsheng and CHAI MING FUI entered the restaurant. I NEARLY HAD A CORONARY WHEN I SAW MING FUI LOR (he was slightly ostracized in 6A - sort of like Synny but lots better).

AND ALSO IVAN CHAN ZHENGHAO. IVAN "Eh Fwah (Bin), wanna come my house so I can rape you!" CHAN. IVAN "To avoid becoming gay in RI, surf porn" CHAN is a chao ah beng. He has floppy hair now. No more typical durian spikes in the past for the guys. No, they are all grown out enough to have floppy hair. *sniffs* Anyway, he ends like every single sentence with "F*** off lah!". But Weiying proclaimed him cute, leaving Mei Xuan shuddering in disgust.

We took turns writing our well-wishes in chinese on Mdm Wong's card. Ji dan lah, all the chinese pros wrote like bloody essays on the front part of the card, leaving me and my 3 lines looking so insignificant. Not forgetting Lok of course, who wrote "xi wang nin pan shang jiao yu jie de ling yi gao feng" to Mdm Wong last year. "Luo liang xun jin shang, TCHS 2A (register no)". This year we forced him to tone it down.

Anyway, Mrs Ng is like getting more ridiculous with every year. We were only allowed into the school at 3pm. We had to go to the hall to wait for the teachers to arrive. No loitering around the school premises. And visiting hours ended HALF AN HOUR later. Oh my freaking God! 30 measly minutes! What happened to the good old days in the past when I was still in primary school and looking on as dignified-looking secondary school students milled around the quadrangle smiling and handing roses to their teachers?

Mrs Chu OBVIOUSLY didn't recognize us. Oh, she recognized the prominent ones lah, like Kexin and Bert. Mei Xuan was all, she only remembers those who scored 270 and above. And I'm like, I'm worse right, I didn't even hit 260! It was so awkward to just stand there and force myself to smile at her because she totally did not remember me. It was like pretending you knew a stranger. Most of us I guess. I bet if Zou Long was there she would hug him like a long lost son. But he wasn't this year.

Mdm Wong had gone home! Sigh. The guys and Bert went to buy chicken rice in the canteen from the same auntie (woah rebonded hair now) who had been working there since my first year, and when Bert let me eat one mouthful later, I found it tasted EXACTLY THE SAME AS 5 YEARS BEFORE! 5 because our canteen was gone in P5 and in place the temp one which had to sell pre-packed food, so I didn't get to eat the chicken rice even when I graduated. It looked the same too, the same thin slices of chicken and tasted exactly the same. SO NICE. Many memories when I used to order rice with one nugget and Huiyi and Vanessa would order rice with one sunny side up and I never did because I hated the flowing egg yolk.

Bin joined us later; the security guard wouldn't let her into the school as visiting hours were going to end. Knn! Ridiculous rules. Yuan Zi ripped Ivan's Chem assignment that was supposed to be due 18 days ago into shreds =D

Anyway, the usual few (Bert, Grace, Mei Xuan, Lok, Yuan Zi and me of course), we watched The Maid. I think very bu hua suan. I only watched like 40% of the movie, because more than half the time I was slumped in my eat with one palm covering the top half of the screen so I could at least read the subtitles. Hehe. I think Mr Tok has lousy taste in movies. It was definitely not as good as he'd raved about... but it wasn't too bad lah. 3 stars.

Might elaborate on storyline after a few days because there were too many amusing things about it =D

I lost my Billabong water bottle *anguished moan* Not even a month old! Think I dropped it in the cinema when my bag fell on the floor and it just rolled out. Sigh.

We had dinner, and STILL didn't want to go home, because going home would mean STUDYING MUGGING HOMEWORKING SHRIEK. So after some debating standing in the middle of the bus interchange, everyone went to my house again. Ironic you know, when we were classmates nobody came to my house, when we're not they all take turns visiting!

Played Heart Attack again =D Fail-safe game. And then played UNO Stacko. LOK LIANGXUN should be banned from playing UNO Stacko! He will insist on playing "ci ji yi dian de". Including balancing like 15 stories of blocks precariously on one lone block in the center and then instigating other people to remove blocks which will topple the whole thing! Hahaha! It was hilarious. Yuan Zi nearly lost it and kept rolling on the floor laughing maniacally. The girls, calm and demure ladies we are, were better-behaved.

Another enjoyable 6A memory to add to my collection =)

Lingga says @#%$! at 7:16 PM