Saturday, 22 September 2012
I have returned.
Yeah. That's right. I'm back. I wonder how long it'll take for you to notice this. You know what? That made me laugh. You know why? Because I bet she doesn't know what the heck "transcendence" or "crack-a-lacking" means. She'll probably think they're insults. Hah. Now give me back what you have of mine. Or else. Dun dun dun.
Friday, 21 September 2012
The Little Things
Two days in a row.
I should get a prize for this.
So many enjoyable conversations today.
It's actually surprising how fluorescent yellow pee can be funny.
And oh how innocent Shengy is sometimes.
Dinner was fun too.
A pity we couldn't find Steph after dinner.
We just lost her in that crowd.
Such a shame too. We weren't that bad at people spotting.
And balloons hurt when they attack your head unexpectedly.
Sometimes a nail is involved too, but we're not allowed to say
"You nailed me", because somehow, it has a different connotation.
Learn something new everyday.
Jeez, Morgie.
I'm never looking after Jyen for you again.
I mean, come on. She's had previous bodily harm records against me.
Tonight, she was armed with a balloon.
A balloon.
I know you said sharing is caring, but you can have her :)
I'll just borrow her when I need her.
(Probably when she doesn't have a balloon)
I'll also get rid of that photo-bomber for you guys.
Make that picture right, yo.
Also we kinda found out today that we're all lesbians...
Which is a bit discomforting (for all but one of us I presume?)
but there are worse things in life.
Like fluorescent yellow pee.
I don't see how you pee in the dark, but I guess it's easier if you're a girl.
I needed this break.
The little things that you guys do just brightens up my day.
Hey buddy. No matter what my mum's silly, immature antics are, and when they arise
I'd still do it.
And it's all nice and peaceful when she's not talking to me after taking my phone and going through my messages anyway.
I think she was a lil' pissed that she didn't find anything to use against me.
Teehee.
Janet:1 Mum:0
I win!
One year left people. Let's make the best out of this.
I should get a prize for this.
So many enjoyable conversations today.
It's actually surprising how fluorescent yellow pee can be funny.
And oh how innocent Shengy is sometimes.
Dinner was fun too.
A pity we couldn't find Steph after dinner.
We just lost her in that crowd.
Such a shame too. We weren't that bad at people spotting.
And balloons hurt when they attack your head unexpectedly.
Sometimes a nail is involved too, but we're not allowed to say
"You nailed me", because somehow, it has a different connotation.
Learn something new everyday.
Jeez, Morgie.
I'm never looking after Jyen for you again.
I mean, come on. She's had previous bodily harm records against me.
Tonight, she was armed with a balloon.
A balloon.
I know you said sharing is caring, but you can have her :)
I'll just borrow her when I need her.
(Probably when she doesn't have a balloon)
I'll also get rid of that photo-bomber for you guys.
Make that picture right, yo.
Also we kinda found out today that we're all lesbians...
Which is a bit discomforting (for all but one of us I presume?)
but there are worse things in life.
Like fluorescent yellow pee.
I don't see how you pee in the dark, but I guess it's easier if you're a girl.
I needed this break.
The little things that you guys do just brightens up my day.
Hey buddy. No matter what my mum's silly, immature antics are, and when they arise
I'd still do it.
And it's all nice and peaceful when she's not talking to me after taking my phone and going through my messages anyway.
I think she was a lil' pissed that she didn't find anything to use against me.
Teehee.
Janet:1 Mum:0
I win!
One year left people. Let's make the best out of this.
Thursday, 20 September 2012
Demand
Is this a demand for posts I see?
It felt like just yesterday that I wrote a blogpost :P
I don't have a lot to say really...
Group 4's going pretty well. I finally finished my EE, practice IOC, German paragraphs, Chemistry write-up and all the minor little things.
The stress is off, but I am sick.
I would come home and smush myself into the sofa and stay there for a couple of hours.
Then I would do homework.
That routine is not good guys. Not good.
I am coughing worse than before. There's probably several periods of fevers and I'm just physically tired all the time.
That's why I haven't really updated this thing, because nothing much has happened since I got sick.
Well...
Yeah, there's the prefects' camp. Oh the prefects' camp.
Luciano's thought process:
1. Let's go for a 4 hour drive + an extra hour of boat ride! All that for just one bloody night. Don't forget the return trip! Which took longer because it was a Saturday evening. Whose bright schedule was that?
2. After we get there, let's all sit and be emo and talk about our feelings. For... let's see... 2 hours? I think that's enough. Let's go break some sticks!
Me: Really? We couldn't have chatted anywhere else other than Belum? Flying 5 fricking hours away from Penang? Our designated "special prefects' talk" area has to be there?
3. Oh yeah... There's that idea that I used with that therapy group with the messed up kids to express themselves. Let's all be vulnerable towards each other!
Me: Was this confidential too? Something about professionalism? We act this way because we are "elite"? That's bullshit. What was the point of that exercise? If you've done English literature long enough, you can apply it outside too. I put together some bricks and twigs and pebbles. Voila, life story. That's true bullshit.
4. These kids need to learn how to get out of difficult situations. Let's make them walk around pointlessly in a circle until they ask for help. Bitches love asking for help.
Me: Okay, I might be a bit biased here. This might not even be his idea, but it's pointless nonetheless. But if I have to talk about "how I feel" and "why I feel it" one more time...
I think being sick makes me pessimistic.
I lied. Being sick doesn't make me pessimistic. I'm always pessimistic.
I hope I wrote enough for a good read.
I'll add a little more.
Let's move on to the positive parts of the trip.
Kayaking was fun, thought I spent most of the time in the water. That water :)
Other than a slight mishap to my elbow (yeah, Jyen. Go throw somebody else onto a boat), the kayaking part was fun.
I'm running out of positive things.
Ohh. I know more guitar chords than before, and I can play a song. Hey guys. I can play a song on the guitar *Achievement Unlocked*
Proud moment. Thanks Kwango. Sashi. And Alice.
I think I enjoyed tuning the guitar and ukelele more than I enjoyed the talks. Nooooo. Damn. I went back to the dark side.
Positiveness. I slept in a fucking cold cabin with everyone else.
Let's try again. I didn't get to use my awesome yellow raincoat (GO PIKACHU RAINCOATS! Or whatever we're called. I forgot)
The bus leaked rainwater.
I found all parts of the trip and the trip itself unnecessary.
The song (sorry Morgie, and anyone else who actually liked the song), was dismal. I get more inspirations from lying down under a starry sky and falling asleep into an awesome dream. The power of dreams and imagination. English is really taking the fun out of everything. Now wherever I go, I analyse texts and become a semi-grammar Nazi.
We made fun of Sashi. Oh finally. Small burst of fun-ness.
I'm done. This is at least a month's worth.
Bryce. You have failed to update your page. I am very disappointed. I reckon you'd get at least one more like if you had.
Till the next post.
It felt like just yesterday that I wrote a blogpost :P
I don't have a lot to say really...
Group 4's going pretty well. I finally finished my EE, practice IOC, German paragraphs, Chemistry write-up and all the minor little things.
The stress is off, but I am sick.
I would come home and smush myself into the sofa and stay there for a couple of hours.
Then I would do homework.
That routine is not good guys. Not good.
I am coughing worse than before. There's probably several periods of fevers and I'm just physically tired all the time.
That's why I haven't really updated this thing, because nothing much has happened since I got sick.
Well...
Yeah, there's the prefects' camp. Oh the prefects' camp.
Luciano's thought process:
1. Let's go for a 4 hour drive + an extra hour of boat ride! All that for just one bloody night. Don't forget the return trip! Which took longer because it was a Saturday evening. Whose bright schedule was that?
2. After we get there, let's all sit and be emo and talk about our feelings. For... let's see... 2 hours? I think that's enough. Let's go break some sticks!
Me: Really? We couldn't have chatted anywhere else other than Belum? Flying 5 fricking hours away from Penang? Our designated "special prefects' talk" area has to be there?
3. Oh yeah... There's that idea that I used with that therapy group with the messed up kids to express themselves. Let's all be vulnerable towards each other!
Me: Was this confidential too? Something about professionalism? We act this way because we are "elite"? That's bullshit. What was the point of that exercise? If you've done English literature long enough, you can apply it outside too. I put together some bricks and twigs and pebbles. Voila, life story. That's true bullshit.
4. These kids need to learn how to get out of difficult situations. Let's make them walk around pointlessly in a circle until they ask for help. Bitches love asking for help.
Me: Okay, I might be a bit biased here. This might not even be his idea, but it's pointless nonetheless. But if I have to talk about "how I feel" and "why I feel it" one more time...
I think being sick makes me pessimistic.
I lied. Being sick doesn't make me pessimistic. I'm always pessimistic.
I hope I wrote enough for a good read.
I'll add a little more.
Let's move on to the positive parts of the trip.
Kayaking was fun, thought I spent most of the time in the water. That water :)
Other than a slight mishap to my elbow (yeah, Jyen. Go throw somebody else onto a boat), the kayaking part was fun.
I'm running out of positive things.
Ohh. I know more guitar chords than before, and I can play a song. Hey guys. I can play a song on the guitar *Achievement Unlocked*
Proud moment. Thanks Kwango. Sashi. And Alice.
I think I enjoyed tuning the guitar and ukelele more than I enjoyed the talks. Nooooo. Damn. I went back to the dark side.
Positiveness. I slept in a fucking cold cabin with everyone else.
Let's try again. I didn't get to use my awesome yellow raincoat (GO PIKACHU RAINCOATS! Or whatever we're called. I forgot)
The bus leaked rainwater.
I found all parts of the trip and the trip itself unnecessary.
The song (sorry Morgie, and anyone else who actually liked the song), was dismal. I get more inspirations from lying down under a starry sky and falling asleep into an awesome dream. The power of dreams and imagination. English is really taking the fun out of everything. Now wherever I go, I analyse texts and become a semi-grammar Nazi.
We made fun of Sashi. Oh finally. Small burst of fun-ness.
I'm done. This is at least a month's worth.
Bryce. You have failed to update your page. I am very disappointed. I reckon you'd get at least one more like if you had.
Till the next post.
Monday, 10 September 2012
POST MORE!
CAPSLOCK, as Bryce would say, is a wonderful invention.
And he's right about this blog. I should update this thing more.
Though, I didn't start this blog to de-stress or anything.
If you guys remember, it was to prove that I am not the owner of a certain other blog -______-
So I often forget I have this blog. Until Bryce reminded me.
Well I don't really have anything to say.
I have an English essay and a chemistry write up to do.
And it's 1am.
So I'm going to "hit the hay"
I'll try to post more.
Ohhh. And.
We shall commemorate the start of -0.
And.
The Half an Hour Late page better be... better by the next time I post.
Till then.
Hater #1
And he's right about this blog. I should update this thing more.
Though, I didn't start this blog to de-stress or anything.
If you guys remember, it was to prove that I am not the owner of a certain other blog -______-
So I often forget I have this blog. Until Bryce reminded me.
Well I don't really have anything to say.
I have an English essay and a chemistry write up to do.
And it's 1am.
So I'm going to "hit the hay"
I'll try to post more.
Ohhh. And.
We shall commemorate the start of -0.
And.
The Half an Hour Late page better be... better by the next time I post.
Till then.
Hater #1
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