From all the unborn chicken voices in my head

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Day 13 + 14 + 15 (well actually not just random stuff straight from library)

Currently at the library cos I've got two hours of break, immersing myself with Radiohead and with only Patrick available online, I'm truly utterly bored, so here I am.

Patrick's birthday was quite a smash, eating and drinking to our heart's (and pocket!) content, followed by a round of singing at Partyworld. I realised they've Radiohead's Creep over there, which is like amazing. I've always stereotyped KTV as more of Mandopop/Cantopop/ballads kinda thing.

Oh I did something today that I'm kinda proud of, I smiled at anyone who looked my way. So yeah, kinda make some more new friends cos of that. And I'm early for class today but terribly tired cos I only slept at 3 plus last night. But thank goodness, red bull gave me wings, if not I would just snooze for this 2 hour.

Anyway, although it takes really a lot of discipline to wake up early and be in time for class, I kinda like morning class cos it allows me to do something else for the rest of the day. I mean, in a way, it tweaks my routine/time/schedule and force me to have an early night instead.

Oh pardon me for the long and needless rambling cos I really don't know how to spend my time now. Youtube wastes too much of my power, online shopping sites are out cos I don't have the i-banking device with me, talking to my friends are also out cos they're busy with Youtubing (they brought charger).

OH GREAT! Here comes THAI BOY.

Heheh gossiping with friend right now.

P says:
i think tt guy is cute LOL
P says:
NOT WALLACE
P says:
just in case
yuanying says:
LOL. okay.the thai right?
yuanying says:
agree...
yuanying says:
but he like those happy go lucky type not serious, always asking the girl to do things..
yuanying says:
not my type. only looks can make it.
yuanying says:
hahaha

Wallace is that weird fattie in my class btw.

Anyway, I'm still counting down, 5 days!

Oh god I'm hungry, craving for some seaweed chicken from the canteen. And Patrick's not making things any better by talking about Kuishinbo. :(

Okay I'm ending here if not I'll really sound like a lao ah mah. Ttfn!

12:28

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Day 11 + 12

God knows why but I'm not in a very good mood today ever since I woke up. I tried questioning myself but I was unable to come up with an answer. No, I wasn't angry with anyone. No, I just woke up from a nap so it wasn't some kind of "I'm tired and moody" situation. This is strange.

And so, guiltily, I think I was rather cold towards my dad, sister, and anyone who talked to me today. Said wrong things, kept silent when I should've said something... Head's throbbing badly, maybe that's the reason. Or the excuse.

On to what happened for these past few days, okay no wait let's start from today. I read a classmate's blog and realised that she, too, didn't really like the "clique-y Singaporean girls" in our class. Okay, maybe "didn't really like" is like misquoting her. What she really said was that she thought she couldn't belong to the clique.

I can't belong too, and I don't wanna belong. They're always late for class, they're flamboyant, they're loud, they capture attention wherever they go, they are at least above-average looking, they have acute sense of fashion, and the blahs. And quoted from YY, they look like the SUPERFICIAL kind. Which I hate, which I really really hate.

But by my statement above, aren't we all?

There are some better ones inside the clique as well. Or so I think. Sherlyn WONG is pretty friendly, and I'm not saying this cos she commented that I had a nice dress (which I simply reply "Thank you" to). I really think I need and ought to improve or my social skill and come up with better replies.

I was also f-ing late for our first TDMC meeting. Cabbed down from CCK and 12 bucks wasted (One thing bout me is that I FUCKING hate spending $ on CAB), treated them to some Hot Chocolate and I was left with less than 10 bucks to survive through the day.

Yepp, so that's my account on Day 11+12. Of course, I missed out the Patrick's BD just so I can blog about it all together another day when he sends me the pics.

Meet dork boy. Really dorky, haha. But it's a different thing when he takes off his specs, he looks better with it I reckon.

And Thai boy. Who's like 2-3 years younger than me.

He's the one with red hairband. Photos don't do justice to Ole (his name is Ole!), he's cuter in real life. And his body...

21:05

Thursday, April 24, 2008

DAY 9 + 10

Finally, I made friend with the red-haired girl today. Her name's Kimberly. Heh anyway since it's the eve of Patrick's BD, so I shall stop keeping mum and pretend nothing's going on for your BD and release some photos of what I did last night. Yes, I slept late because of you Patrick. And you don't know how much Adam and I "suffered" to "plan" your birthday.

Heh, I really must show off the card cos I spent more than 2 hours doing it (includes printing of pics, cutting of pics, thinking of what to draw, colouring and whatnot), MORE THAN WHAT SOMEONE ELSE'S (probably ex by the time you read this LOL) GIRLFRIEND DID FOR HIM and although it's not REALLY NICE, I dare to say my creation's better than hers. And it doesn't burns a hole in my (GUCCI!!!) wallet to create this card too.

Bahaha, inside joke. :)

Okay yes I know it's damn narcissistic but yesterday night my hair CURLED IN instead of the usual OUT, so I've to take some pics.

Here goes.

Happy BD to you x2
Happy BD to Patrick
Happy BD to you!

I'm totally knocked out, pls don't find/text me and ask if I comb my hair/call me till 10am tomorrow.

21:01

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

DAY 6 + 7 + 8

I realise I get along better with one of my friend than the other one, and found out that the one's a Virgo and another's a Libra. Guess which one I get along better with? Heh. Okay ans is Libra.

Had loads of fun these three days basically just hanging out with the usual group of friends. Big thank you to whoever treated me to the first round of beer, cos I remembered I didn't pay until the one @ Newton Circle. Thank you HP and Pat for driving to Swensen's like twice this week! Oh and I realise he has very short fingernails like Drew's.

I think I pretty much lost interest, I don't think there's anything that will keep my interest for long, except something, which is coming to its second year this 27th. Quite a feat for me I think. Clap clap.

Oh yeah Happy BD YL. Ugh just realised most of my r/s begins in Mar/Apr. Phew glad it's over! :)

Okay I don't like it when things become routine, so I shall stop the entry here. Hope the countdown will end soon so I don't have to do this.

DAY 6 + 7 + 8

When they say promises
They mean promises.
They'd say "that's okay
long as we can celebrate"
You see, my uncle would say
things would change when he's dead...

"Meet me in the bathroom"
That's what she said
I don't mind...it's true.

Never was on time
Yes, I once was mine
Well, that was long ago
And darling, I don't mind.
Yeah, we were just two friends in lust
And baby, that just don't mean much
You trained me not to love
After you showed me what it was

Now she's staring wide-eyed
Can't close her eyes
Anywhere is fine.
just don't waste my time
You see, my uncle would say
things would change once he's dead...

"Meet me in the bathroom"
That's what she said
I don't mind...it's true

Never was on time
Yes, Ionce was mine
Well that was long ago
And darling, I don't mind.
Yeah, they were just two fucks in lust
Baby, that just don't mean much
You trained me not to love
After you taught me what it was.

01:44

Saturday, April 19, 2008

DAY 4 + 5

Nothing interesting happened in class so I shall skip that. Had supper with Adam, HP and Pat at Pasir Panjang. Great atmosphere and flowing conversation there.

Pat suggested going to Swensen's for some desserts after that. The waiter who served us kinda reminded me of Andrew and my mood was kinda affected, in both good ways and bad, for the night. The way he smiles, his gestures, and especially his voice! His spoken English sounds like drool but his Mandarin doesn't cos I've never heard drool speak Mandarin.

K enough of day 4 + 5. Not in the mood to write.

DAY 4 + 5

I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But a lonelily landed my waltz in her hands
In a way I felt you were leaving me
I was sure I wouldn't find you at home
And you let me down
Could have knocked off the evening
But you lonelily let him push under your bone
You let me down
It's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone
You're coming home
I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I was lonelily looking for someone to hold
In a way I lost all I believed in
And I never found myself so low
And you let me down
You could've called if you'd needed
But you lonelily got yourself locked instead
And you let me down
It's one thing being cheated
But you took him all the way through your bed
And now you're coming home
And I'm trying to forgive
You're coming home
And I'm trying to forget
You're coming
And I'm trying to move on
You're coming home
And you haven't called yet
You're coming home
And I'm trying to forgive
You're coming home
I'm just trying to forget
You're coming
I'm trying to move on
You're coming home
But you haven't called
You're coming home
You're coming home
I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I lonelily loomed her into my bone
You let me down
There's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone

17:51

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Day 2 + Day 3

WED: Audrey and Daniel (dork boy) were named the class rep for TPSW. And I believe not ONLY for TPSW. My view bout Audrey being the hottest girl in the class still stands (she's the blue shirt RGS-lookalike girl I saw on the first day, found out she was previously from Lasalle, no wonder LAH! She reminds me of Melanie/Maggie Q) But I no longer think Daniel's cute, he really looks like a horse. I don't know why I even notice him in the first place. Maybe it's the specs.

Anyway, I found a replacement. I think he's Thai or something, and I THINK he doesn't belong to our class, maybe just sitting around to accompany his maybe-girlfriend-maybe-friend in the class. But I hope he's in our class. But I hope that girl-with-distracting-mole-above-her-lips is not his girlfriend. I'm not sure of their relationship but I'm pretty sure I saw a hickey on his neck though. But I hope it's just the work of mosquito.

I like how he shows his boxers. I like his biceps. I like his hair. I like the whiff I catch whenever he enters the classroom after his Marlboro red (maybe cos smells like bf). Omg. This one is soooo much hotter than ~~dork boy~~ Daniel.

THURS: The lecturer was talking about how different hand gestures mean differently in different culture. And he asked us to give some examples, one said thumbs-up sign, another said the okay sign. And this was when the fat ass guy shoot up his hand and said "HEY". And he showed a FUCK YOU sign, complete with his usual grin. Fuck. And I know his full name now, it's WALLACE LIN (or LIM?) CHIN YEW.

Second pic was him giving the grin after he showed the middle finger. Second last pic was him looking at my direction but he doesn't know I'm shooting cos I'm talking to a friend. Anyway made a new Myanmar friend today because of Wallace, which is good! He hates Wallace as much as I do. Yay. If you're observant enough, you'll realise that NO ONE sits beside him or even AROUND him cos he's too annoying.

DAY 2 + DAY 3:

Elope with me, Miss Private, and we’ll sail around the world
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
How many nights of limping around on pagan holidays?
Oh, elope with me in private and we’ll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase

San Francisco’s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay
We hung about the Tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read, it always makes you cry
The statue’s crying too and well he may

I love you, I’ve a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you, my responsibility has found a place beside you
And strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd
“You’ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job”
Maybe, but not what she deserves

Elope with me, Miss Private, and we’ll drink ourselves awake
We’ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We’ll comment on the decor and we’ll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we’ll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare

The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed, he’s praying for
a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench

I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Renee”
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like
a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour

------

Woke up and for the first time the animals were gone
It's left this house empty now, not sure if I belong
Yesterday you asked me to write you a pleasant song
I'll do my best now but you've been gone now for so long

The window's open now and the winter settles in
We'll call it Christmas when the adverts begin
I love your depression and I love your double chin
I love most everything you bring to this offering

Oh I know that I've left you in places of despair
Oh I know that I love you so please throw down your hair

At night I dream without you
And hope I don't wake up
Cause waking up without you
Is like drinking from an empty cup

Woke up and for the first time the animals were gone
Our clocks are ticking now so before our time is gone
We can get a house and some boxes on the lawn
We can make babies and accidental songs

I know I've been a liar and I know I've been a fool
I hope we didn't break it but I'm glad we broke the rules
My cave is deep now yet your light is shining through
I cover my eyes, still all I see is you

Oh I know I've left you in places of despair
Oh I know that I love you so please throw down your hair

At night I dream without you
And hope that I don't wake up
Cause waking up without you
Is like drinking from an empty cup

COUNTDOWN: 17 DAYS MORE.

23:42

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Day 1

Made a new classmate-friend today. For now, all I know about her is her name (Yuanying ), her age (18/1990), where she came from previously (RP) and where she lives ("somewhere near Kallang").

The China girl who sat beside (one seat away) me the day before didn't turn up (or maybe she hated me so much she changed seat and I didn't notice), and YY came and sat next to me.

First thought was: Is this a new girl cos I didn't see her yesterday?
Second thought was: Good, finally a Singaporean! (I've learnt to tell the diff between China Chinese and Singaporean Chinese)
Last thought was: Eh why she come and sit NEXT to me? Should I talk to her or something?

But she asked me what my name was before I even had the chance to speak. So we started talking and I found out that she was sitting at the back of the class yesterday with 3 girls and didn't talk with them.

I found out we've one thing in common.

We HATE that fat guy!

She said it before I did, so yup I'm glad I found someone I could gossip with. And she made me felt "normal" cos she too felt that the fat guy is irritating / beginning class without introducing each other (a la pri sch style) is totally weird / she didn't know whether to speak to the person next to her / that "the girls" in our class has already formed a clique.

And the dork boy is part of "the girls" ' clique and is especially close to the curly hair + red plaid tunic + leggings girl. Ugh, I think I'll be better off concentrating in class rather than looking at dork boy. After closer inspection, I realised dork boy look like a horse actually.

Oh yeah, before that I was talking about that fat guy, he keep making stupid comments again and pissed off his partner sitting next to him. Midway through class his poor partner changed seat and he was left sitting alone at the back. Fat already still wanna create problems. Tsk!

Oh and I'm very happy cos YY doesn't believe I'm 20 years old! Although I never asked what she REALLY mean by that... :)

DAY 1:
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life.

21:48

Countdown Ended

People I noticed on the first day.

Fat ass boy (fatter than me by a lot so I'm not mean by calling him fat) who likes to make stupid comments like "American Idol? I call them American Idiots. Hurhur." / "Isn't that Ronald Reagan? It's not? Oh well." (cos THE ONLY US PRESIDENT he knows is RR. it's JFK john fucking kennedy for god sake even marilyn monroe knows that!) / "Who reads FHM? That's morally degrading." Wears faded "Soccer = Life" tee. Has unflattering (on him) Beatlesque oil-slick hair. Eurgh. Major turnoff.

The girl who's late by half an hour, dressed in opaque stockings with plaid tunic and black Converse, carries brown sling vintage bag, wears her hair big like Amy Winehouse and thinks the whole world is looking at her. Eurgh.

Red hair girl with big eyes whom I first saw sitting at the bench outside LR, and I was sitting beside her. Potential classmate-with-better-r/s material.

CUTE (by class standard) DORK BOY WHO WEARS SPECS. Eavesdropped and I think he's 21 and previously from CJC (as claimed). OMG found a reason to go to class for.

Small nerd boy who sits in the first row. Nothing special.

Few tudung girls, can't recognise if change colour of tudung.

Green polo tee girl with black hair/plaids who smiled at me in the toilet and hangs out/should be friends with red plaid tunic+black step-on leggings.

Pretty girl in blue shirt who looks rather intelligent/like she's from RGS.

Cheena girl who is as duajia as me and sits beside me. Keep nodding to whatever lecturer says. And keep looking over and start writing notes when I scribble something on my paper. Gonna change seat to sit beside red hair girl/somewhere else if possible.

Grey shirt girl with dangling silver earrings who looks local.

Indian guy who is as anti-social as I am. Cool.

This entry would be good to look at in Dec 08. I'll see how impression changes then, but something tells me the impression of fat ass boy's gonna get worse.

01:43

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Revisited

Went back to the same old place near Burlington Square where I used to have desserts in 06. Everything's still pretty much the same but just lesser crowd, which is even better for me! (sounds like something a social outcast would say right?)

All the good memories start surging back whenever I'm around town (my definition: City Hall/Prinsep/Parklane/PS/Suntec/Bugis/Marina Square/Millenia Walk/Chinatown/ESPLANADE!!!/NLB/Taka etc), that's why I love hanging out there so much. 190 makes it easier. But still I miss sitting on double decker 174, peeping at the old Porsches and so-rare-you-don't-know-what-it-is car in Bt Timah area. :(

Argh, looking at the pic makes me craving for fondue even stronger. Anyway, if you haven't tried The Sweet Stone Parad’ice at Golden Mile, please go and try it, I love their waffles, dipped in chocolate no less.

Oh yeah, I don't mind a Holland V/Sourpuss/Chocolate Bar really. Or even DXO. Or anything just as long as I see more people than just Adam, Patrick and me.

Anyway, had fun with Patrick today basically just doing all these below

- Find (old) Polly Pocket to no avail (I hate those big new ones, if they can create size 00, why not retain the small Polly Pockets?)
- Walk a whole big round to find Thieves' Market. We aren't very good with directions but we get by. (thx pat for remembering I wanna go there + spend my "very last afternoons"
- Discovering there's SHORT STREET!
- Having dessert with him and end up with me coming down with a flu. Will be so romantic if you pass to your gf I know. Then you'll give the "EURGH but youu" face.
- Laughing at random people/even our own friends (all in good fun, really)
- Having dinner at Glutton's Bay together with Adam.

If you think what we doing is boring, then maybe you haven't find the right friend yet.

Thanks for the company and the lesson on impulsive buy/needs/wants!

23:04

Monday, April 07, 2008

Mother Goose

To Taiwan, to Taiwan, say bye to fat pig.
Home again, home again, tummy quite as big.
To Taiwan, to Taiwan, say bye to fat hog.
Home again, home again, sleeping like a log.
To Taiwan, to Taiwan, I hope you'll have fun.
Home again, home again, after a month.

Countdown: 7 days to start / 9 days to leave.

00:15

Saturday, April 05, 2008

14 and 16

Mark the start of a new beginning.

Here's a song dedicated to you.

Soltero - Communist Love Song

It was well conceived in theory
But it doesn't work in life
Comrade has to wonder
Is it ever worth the effort?

Well I don't know but I've been told
Not to hang on to my hope
Well I don't but I've been told
And I've been listening all my life

If you're ever less than certain about the world
Please don't let the worry make its way into your work
And if you would stick up for me in the face of some adversity
Know that I would only do the same

Cuz it was well conceived in theory
But it doesn't work in life
And me I will not write it off
Not ever having tried

Well I don't know but I've told
Not to hang on to my hope
Well I don't know but I've told but
That these are lies and they get old

So look me in the eyes under expanding winter skies
You'll find a feeling there that never knows the cold
Look me in the eyes and the skeptic in me dies
The skeptic is a fool
We are exceptions to the rule

Cuz this is our land
This is our land
I will cross it holding your hand
From Kursk to Moscow we will not be turned away

This is our land
This is our land
I will cross it holding your hand
In crooked streets of Petersburg
We are all the same

So if you're ever less than certain about the world
Please don't let the worry make its way into your work
And if you would stick up for me in the face of great adversity
Know that I would do the same
Know we are the same

If you would stick up for me
Speak kindly and poetically
You can be my personal ambassador to the world

And if you're ever less than certain
I will be your Iron Curtain
I will be your Berlin Wall
And I will never fall.

17:51

Friday, April 04, 2008

Triggered

And I thought I'll never eat McDonald's again.

Made a trip to Lot 1 just now to buy my mum a Filet-o-fish (that's the ONLY thing she eats from McD) and I just realised that the featured toy for Happy Meal's Hello Kitty. I have the notebook one with me right now, and I wanna collect all four!

Pic credited to thailandhappymeal.

No prize guessing who I'm giving it to. :)

Anyway, I've been pretty obsessed about something lately - a favourite character from my childhood. When all the girls were busy playing with Barbie (I don't know why I've never ever wanted a Barbie, and I thought Ken looked very ugly), I was busy playing building my very own house with Lego's and playing my mini-RPG with all the little characters in Polly Pocket.

Polly Pocket, that's so old skool right? I used to have my own huge collection of Polly Pocket toys, but a quick rummage in my cupboard revealed that I only had a pair of Polly Pocket's earring left. I think I've lost most of it during the shifting from Holland V - Boon Lay. :(

Check out my earrings. Eh I realised I've already taken a liking to red shoes during my childhood.

Let me show you my favourite pencil case during my childhood (my mum threw it away @#$#@#! so the pics were from ebay site)

I love Turquoise/Tiffany blue/bluish green/greenish blue. The colour is so comforting.

And I had the pink version also! :)

But now I've nothing. I should create a Paypal account asap and buy those Polly Pocket items. If you know of anyone selling in SG, pls let me know, thankyou.

15:36