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Thursday, June 30, 2005

Not Stressed?

Angel: Breath in, Breath out... Take another deep breath. There, Feeling better?

Jia Ying: NO

Demon: Go JUMP off the Cliff! Feel Better?

Jia Ying: Very Funny. How would I know what I'll feel once I'm off the cliff?

Demon: Yea, exactly my point.

Angel: You know, running away isn't the solution to your problems.

Jia Ying: I know.

Demon: Who ask you to run away? I said jump off the cliff ma...

Jia Ying: ... There's no cliff to jump over here anyway. Got balcony lar.

Demon: Balcony also can... which floor you stay again?

Angel: Nonsense. If you have the courage to jump off the building, why not take the courage you had to face all your troubles.

Jia Ying: Who said I had troubles?

DEMON & ANGEL: THEN???

Jia Ying: *shrugs*


...


Okay, I'm THAt stressed up to actually start a conversation between me and myself. How nice. Why am I in such a GOOD mood?


Let's see...
1)
Semester Exams are near (11th July)
2) Gerak Gempur's coming (Next Month)
3) SPM's gonna arrive (Next 4 months time)
4) I have Art Project to finish
5) I also have LK Project to finish
6) Oh... not to forget EST Project
7) Right... I heard got Add Maths coming
8) The school choir's performing on 9th of July and I have to stay back almost EVERY single day of the week to train them...
9) Lee Hom is here in Malaysia and I won't get to see him. There's a 50/50 chance that I actually GET to see him. But I'm thinking... nah, maybe not... WHY??? Because there's CHEER on the next day and I DON"T EVA want to MISS it!
10) Simshen's Singing Competition has been postponed to 21st August which means longer time... longer suffer.
11) Just remembered... I need to finish my class's layout.
12) AND chorus speaking competition is on da 17th of July. And my class hasn't done anything...NOT even the first stanza. Why do I care? Because I'm gonna BE ON STAGE and BE HUMILIATED if we don't do well. And guess what? It's MY POEM.
13) I might be taking my Licence for Piano end of this year... which means MORe piano practicing.
14) I'm definitely taking Theory Grade Eight in October... more studying???
15) Just by reading the list, I feel like puking.
16) I haven't called/seen/met LeAnne eversince she came back. I feel REALLY bad. SORRY LEANNE! But Your buddy here just can't squeeze out any time to go see you... why don't you come see me?
17) I need to start writing my application essay for university. And I don't know how to start.
18) My list is neverending and it freaks me off.

WEI... I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO LAR. IF NOT I GILA LIAO. Someone choke me before I start scremaing my head off.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Report Card Day

It's report card day = nothing to do = Sat in class for the whole day = BORING = Dad's coming at 12:30pm = no point coming actually = since gotta wait until school ends anyway = but still came = no computer to use = no guys to court = nothing to do = except for my theory work which I finished in about an hour time = oh gosh... thank god this is my last year I have to go through Report Card Day.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Samual What?

Lalas should be rounded up and shot
Message: i soo agree!! * MelC *

- Started by Samuel Wong Jun Hao;
Singapore

Okay.
I'm sick of this.

Friendster has been chewed up and spit
out like
bad bacon by Malaysians. Why? The bad
use of
English, the act of retardedism and most
importantly, the disgusting and
unfathomable
pictures of you guys acting cute.

Puffing up your cheeks DOES NOT make
you look
cute. It just emphasises on how you're
trying to
hold back a burp. You look like a
pufferfish. A
moronic pufferfish.

Taking a shot from the top is alright, but
do not
ever open your eyes super wide and act
cute.
Never. It freaks people out, gives hentai
lovers a
description of how you're begging to get
your face
sprayed all over with cum. Oh yeah, you
look like
a dog too. My dog. So bark?

DO NOT EVER DO HAND GESTURES. It
just
symbolises
on your stupidity and how you are trying
so hard
to speak 'Retard' in sign language.

euu; miie;
blahblahblahinserthereenlongatedword.
They are creative, so to speak, but when
you write
compositions, you don't spell them like
that, do
you? I'd rather you take the time to spell
every
word correctly and leave a good
impression on
foreigners, than leave your dimwit-slime
all over.

Get your grammar and vocabulary
right. "Love
hurts", not "Love hurt".

What is up with the how "moii" thing? Moi
is a
french word - stop abusing that word, lest
the
french invade. Do you actually use that
word in
your real life conversations? Do you know
how to
pronounce it? And if you do, it's not "mu-
oi".
It's "muah", you moron.

I merely want you all to change for the
better of
not only the country, but for your own sake
too.
But hey, read on.

Whoever doesn't sign admits the fact that
he/she
has condemned himself or herself to my
list of
so-to-speak dumbpricks and/or crackheads.
Inducing
on that fact, you are also welcome to my
full list
of insults, garbage and junk.If I have
offended
any of you, you are a loser as you are
easily
agitated by just an internet mail.

dEn sOmE pE0p|e lIk3 t0 tYpE liKe ThAt
i dUnN0
wHy..SeE liA0 eY3s aLs0 p4iN mAn

I'd also like to give this bulletin a finishing
touch. All that copying and pasting
forwarded
testimonials, are lame. Please. Dumb.
Disgusting.
Totally. Write your own testimonial or
don't send
one at all! Oh, I forgot to mention.
Testimonials
are statements or character and conduct
presented
to others as a mark of esteem. Not places
for you
to wish happy birthday and type whatever
junk you
have in your hollow brain.

This guy is awesome. Props to him.
Lemme add some
of my own


Vain camera/webcam whores are...lame.

Substituting letters for funny symbols that
resemble alphabets is a pain to read.

Chain letters that will kill you/wreck your
love
life/give u a bad day/make a certain
person fall
in love with you if sent to 15 people are
hilarious. Hard to believe people fall for
them.

If Friendster would want to close down
cause they
were running out of 'space' they would
pass
bulletins around to see if anyone was
actually
using their accounts. They just check your
login
record, fools.


*not intended to insult anyone, just my 2
cents
bout Friendster. Cheers.


P.S. Lalas should be rounded up and shot
or gassed.


Hrm, and I thought Singaporeans were supposed to be civilized. Haha.. it's hilarious that he actually paid attention to so many little things that i wouldn't even bother taking a look at, not to say putting any thoughts on... Good one though... cuz he caught my attention.

Friday, June 17, 2005

NS - National Service? No Sense?

"Kena NS?"
"Did you get it?"
"How many in your class kena?"
"NS's OUT!"
"Check already ornot?"
*hears someone crying*
"She kena lar..."
"You lerr?"
"When's the full list coming out?"
"Real ornot?"

National Service.
That is said to bring honor, pride and joy,
to the people, their family and the country,
Three months,
of endless physical training,
knowledge compressing,
and stinking baths,
A must for those lucky 18 year-olds,
to fulfill their duties,
take the challenge,
meet the standards,
of a true Malaysian.

*crow flies ahead*

Haha... The first stanza for a Chorus Speaking, what do you say? lolx. National service (Here I go again... haha). HEY, it's NOT my fault everyone revolving around my earth nowadays starts talking about it. Yea, so what if the list is out? So what if you're in? So what if you're not? It's just another stinkin program the gov tries to waste money on.

Well, if you've been pick, go through it. If you've escaped, then roll down the stairs and start knocking your head as a sign of apreciation to the country for not picking you.

I really DO wonder why go for NS? I mean... what's the point? Go for NS so you would come back looking like some black monkey from south africa that swings from branches to branches, singing the national anthem on the top of your lungs while you head down to the grocery store for a bottle of milkshake? Or maybe to train you to wake up 4 o clock in the morning and start stomping around the house, whistling to wake your siblings, yelling commands, naming everything and everyone with code numbers, does a thousand push ups and sit ups and making everyone do the same before you head onto breakfast - which also comes in a packet because it's fast, handy, healthy and easy to pack away when you're on a deserted island, looking out for enemies...
okay, I've gone too far. Haha...

C'mon.

What's the point going for National Service? I really really really DO NOT see it. You waste 3 months time learning HISTORY and doing stupid Morning Runs and Exercise (which, they call training), then you RISK yourself being in dangerous situation like -gatting yourself raped or abused, then you can't BATH properly because there's no shower, just a big tub in the middle that every girl in the room shares, and you end up getting the polkadots desease on your body.

What is National Service for??? If it's like what Singapore's doing... 2 years for guys ONLY... then I understand the point. Let's say the country's in trouble and you need an army to defend the country, then these people can go back and help. That's what National Service is FOR right? But the kids going for training now are only going to live there for 3 stinkin months and they're free to go. What can you LEARN in 3 months? Jog around the field? PLUS, the gov actually gives you pocket money... so that you can learn something (what ever they mentioned) in those 3 months... What the heck?

So the big question: Am I PICKED for National Service?
According to the online checkings: NO
According to the actual list: Wait for my post next Wednesday.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Blog Post

Dear you,

It's been another "some time" since I've actually typed into this little box here in blogger.com, somehow the blogging spirit just hasn't risen from the err... sleep. So why am I here blogging today? No reason. Thought maybe I'd jot down some stuffs happening around my side.

Bumblebee's back from the neighbour land and LA's arriving today. Actually she just called me up to tell me she has safely landed... isn't that sweet? lolx. Well, just went out on Thursday with Bumblebee and Mosquito and Panda and some Physco fellow that I haven't met for YEARS. It's like some small primary school gathering in Leisure Mall.

We all agreed to meet up at 12:00pm, A&W, Leisure Mall. So Panda's dad came and fetch me around 11:15am... I bid mom goodbye, walked out the door, entered the lift. walked out the lift and to the guard house. WOW... I CAN WALK alsmot smoothly liao. lolx. Panda's dad arrived soon and I stepped IN!!!! lol... We reached Leisure Mall around 10 minutes later and searched for Celcom, which according to my dad, is BEHIND Guitar Store. So we walked nearer and nearer to Guitar Store when Panda stopped and started laughing.

"WHAT?" I asked, puzzled and turned around myself as well and started laughing too.

Both of us were standing RIGHT opposite Celcom and we didn't even notice that. THANKS DAD, you really got us! It's OPPOSITE Guitar Store NOT BEHIND IT! =_=""" After a few moments of phone fixing and bill paying, we headed off to Guitar Store cuz Panda wanted to BUY a new Guitar. That not very cute looking guy who entertained us and demonstrated his skills to show off the guitars + his skills, kept looking to me as he spoke, as if I'm buying the guitar. Gah. I don't mind if you're good looking, but he looks like some japanese rice ball with spiky hair and oily face. So, *shivers*, get the picture?

Around 12:30pm, lolx, we got to A&W. Mosquito and Physco had already reached there like hehe, half an hour ago. Well, BLAME PANDA. Don't look at me. Then only I remembered to morning-call Bumblebee, well his house is just a few blocks away, so he came. We had lunch at A&W, I insisted on going somewhere else but those people ordered food already... so, I didn't take lunch. Then we went to get the movie tickets: "Mr. And Mrs. Smith", the movie rumored to be the key of divorsion for Mr. Brad Pitt and Miss Jennifer ex Pitt. Then since we had like almost 2 hours before the movie headed for a start, we went to the arcade and I did some car racing and finger-fighting. Haha. Fun. Too bad the bumper cars weren't on. Movie was okay, not "WOW", but not bad either.

Just remembered, Mosquito and Panda's been mentioning the same issues on me and Bumblebee. Sigh, it's actually getting kinda irritating. It's fine if they ask for the first or second time... but god knows how many times they like to bring up the issue. If I say too much, they'll think I'm sensitive. If I don't say anything, they'll assume that it's it... +_+""" Some very long time ago, I thought the issue throughout already and well, no matter how you guys wish us to be, we wouldn't. Or no matter HOW MUCH we look like we ARE, We aren't. WHY? Because it's IMPOSSIBLE. Don't say NOTHING's IMPOSSIBLE. I know nothing is, but why do something when you already know the ending? Plus, there's an extend of where things could go between bees and ducks. And we know it. When to go on, when to stop. That's why we're fond of each other. That's why we're buddies, best pals. and END of story. Stop asking things that wouldn't happen.

Well, how about today?

I walked to Simshen TWICE today! hehe, improvement right? But still a little scared when it comes to road-crossing. Cuz terlalu banyak kenderaan.

Choir was fun. We sang Lee Hom's Zhu Lin Shen Chu acapella. Lee Hom, I AM PROUD OF YOU and you should be PROUD of me...hehe...for making such a good arrangements and playing around nice tones with harmonies with your lovely song. And of course, credits to Mosquito for putting all my hideos note writing into lovely scores with the help of sibelius (i think). Well, too bad Mosquito won't be joining us anymore with the choir. Hope we'll GAIN MORE MEMBERS!!!

GO LITTLE NOISE! GO!
Oh, see me on The STAR and Oriental Daily. I'm on the NEWS!!! lolx.
That's it for now I think.
Will blog next time.



Bye Bye.

Monday, June 06, 2005

Holiday Spree

It's Monday again and waking up at 10:30am in the morning is just what I'd love to do EVERY SINGLE day of EVERY YEAR. Ho Ho Ho. But happy mornings don't last forever. This is the second Monday morning that I woke up late... and i'm really going to miss it because next Monday it's going to be back to 5:45am.

I don't believe it, school's like just one week away and I feel like I just started my holidays. lolx.

What have I been doing for the pass week during the hols:

1) Practice Piano
2) Eat
3) Sleep
4) Play PS (Harry Potter mostly)
5) Wrote 3 chapters for "The E.Y.E." , finishing up the fourth now...
6) Watched TV
7) Chat on MSN
8) Daydream
9) Did some LK work
10) Oh, I visited my aunt for Durian eating two days ago
11) Watched Little Noise punya Movie for god knows how many times

Isn't it nice?
I mean, all I have to do is eat sleep and play + practice piano for at least 2 and a 1/2 hours a day.
COOL ~~~ right?

Haha, some of you might say : "HOLIDAYS ARE SO BORING!!!"
which to me, is actually a GOOD sign. I hardly get to feel the boredom during my school days, cuz it's WORK WORK plus MORE WORK and well i'm also tons happier + free'ier after Little Noise's musical on the 29th. So I can officially say : I'm BORED! I HAVE NOTHING TO DO!
But I LOVE being bored and I don't want it to end.
Muahahaha...
Remember. You've learn something reading my blog today :"Being bored is a good sign!" but only during the hols. : )

Guess that's it.
Around 5:00pm later I'm going for the violin workshop in Simshen. No. I don't play the violin. I'm there as the accompanist. Speaking of it... I haven't play through the songs yet... yaiks. Better go run through later.

Then tonight we have the "after-concert" meeting with all the Little Noise members. Probably going for supper after that... hehe.

Oh speaking of choir, I had a WEIRD dream which turned out to be rather useful. lolx. I dream that we sang "Racin' horses" in acappella for the competition end of this year, December. lolx. It could actually work you know? Haha...
AND, by the way. I can WALK! hehe... so I'm heading for GENTING tomorrow for the musical - OLIVER. Any one wants to join can come... on your own transport and we'll meet in Genting lar! haha!