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Saturday, July 14, 2007 at 7:15 PM
new blog up!

head over to http://msvindicta.blogsome.com now!

update your links people!

=D

Sunday, July 08, 2007 at 11:47 PM
i'm sorry to say this

but i'm gonna go on a hiatus.

there're two reasons why,

one, i don't have any inspiration to blog.

school's been taking up so much of my time,
and it's just school, meet the bf, home.

repeat that 7 times a week.

i'm sure you guys aren't really interested to hear about what i do at school either,
unless it's me bitching about some person.

(actually, that might be coming up real soon cause the person's really getting on my nerves)

two, i'm getting sick of my blog layout.

yes, that little girl to your left is irritating the shit out of me.

i'm also tired of blogging in an 'aligned-centre' format,
and having to scroll down like a mad woman everytime i want to read my archives.

therefore, i'll only be back when i have a new blog layout.
*looks at melvin hopefully* =P

and by then, i expect the flame of blogging to be re-ignited in me.

meanwhile, you can check back here and read the archives or something,
i don't know.

or just leave tags,
nice encouraging ones so i know you guys are still here.

*swipes tear off cheek*

i'll be back!
=D

Friday, July 06, 2007 at 12:17 PM
fuck lah.

she said,

"just because i give you permission to attend the speech,
it doesn't mean you get to choose your own article."

ok lor.

fucking redo lor.

KNN.

at 12:03 AM
the aftermath.

in case you were wondering why i took such a long time to write about
the tommy wee speech,
that's because i've been spending all my time listening to the recording
over and over again,
relishing in his manly voice.

okay, no.

i'm not that sick.

the recording's close to an hour long anyway,
listening to it over and over again would either cause me to go bonkers,
or to recover from insomnia.

actually, i did fall asleep while transcripting the recording,
and when i woke up, i was cursing and swearing because
i had to re-listen to it all from the beginning.

i was already up to 40 plus mins but i missed out some quotes
so no choice, must PLAY IT ALL OVER AGAIN.

and as much as i love tommy wee,
2 hours of his voice continuously is pretty torturous.

anyway, the speech was good!

or at least i think it was because i was sitting in the second row and had a
full view of him, strapping frame and all.

*sighs blissfully*

the speech started off with him explaining how 8 days chooses their story angles.

then, he did this reverse engineering activity with us.

"robbery, grandma and carpark.
what questions can you think of when you see these three words?"

of course, the logical questions were thrown out,
"what was the grandma doing in the carpark? did she get injured, what was she robbed of?"

then this particular girl decided it was fun to be stupid, and said,
"you can ask if she has grandsons."

tommy wee was obviously being very nice and polite cause instead of
giving her a flying kick in her face for saying something so dumb,
(he could have done it easily since she was sitting in the first row)
he just went, "ookaay".

he did diss her though, when at the end of it all he told us that out of the
10 questions that were asked, at least 4 were useless.

of course, all 4 came from that girl.

so much for trying to dismiss the stereotype of mass comm girls being bimbos.

*sniffs*

i didn't get to ask any questions but i answered pretty much the ones he asked though.

=D

there was this point in the speech when he asked if Shu Qi
(she's on the cover of this wk's 8 days)
was to be in the radio studio with us, what question would we ask her.

everyone chose to remain quiet till i piped,

"whether she's jealous of zhang ziyi?"

tommy wee then walked in front of me,
and said,

"it is a relevant question, but i wouldn't ask her that in the beginning of the interview;
she might get insulted."

he then went on to explain how the question was relevant,
all the while LOOKING AT ME and TALKING TO ME ALONE.

it was just me, him, and the stars.

=D

i didn't get to take any pictures with him though cause he rushed off right after the speech.

=(

anyway, my article covering the speech is done and i hope my tutor likes
it because it has a really unique angle.

uh huh. it's one that mocks tommy wee.

not very nice i know, but definitely one that would stand out from the rest.

and oh! he doesn't have straight teeth.

but it's okay,
the wit alone makes up for it all.

TOMMY WEE IS GOD!

=D

p.s: if you find this entry really snappy,
it's only because i'm rushing off to worship tommy at his altar.

so don't blame me!

Monday, July 02, 2007 at 2:00 AM
the birthday booklet from the bestie

melvin popped by my place on my birthday,
cause i told him i wouldn't be free to meet him.

he insisted on giving me my gift on that day itself,
so he travelled all the way from school to my place.

=D

that's what best friends are for.

anyway, he bought me the tumbler i wanted, along with a starbucks
voucher,
and also this pretty booklet.

i'm going to blog out the contents of it right now,
and i tell you, it's brilliant.

he composed a poem documenting almost all the details of my life,
and it had me grinning like an idiot while pouring over it.

here goes:

psle was over, it was time for change,
no more the childish kiddos, we proudly exclaimed.
then we gotta pick, choose and select,
fuhua sec, it sounded like the best.

sec one and two, you were really smart,
vying for position number one, we really must.
“it's not whether you can or not but whether you want or not", that line's a classic,
a lesson in my heart, i'll forever keep.

orientation was fun, with the games and stuff,
but the kids were crazy, they left us in a huff.
they were mischievous, they were such a pain,
you screamed, you shouted, you eventually slammed the pane.

cabbage kang, the pet name you've got,
the one with many beaus, lots and lots.
like the devil, who gave horrifying thoughts,
and mr choo yong han, i almost forgot.

those relationships ended pretty fast,
which left me to wonder, was it true love, desperation or merely lust.
benson's now the one, whom you call the boyfriend,
out of all the rest, he's indeed the better man.

ms angeline chua, she's really nice,
but attending her lessons, that'll make us think twice.
mdm connie lee, cute but slightly fat,
and ms ong hwee bin, truckloads of pre-lesson crap.

the scary truth befell upon us, we've got the lovely ek ben yee,
demerit points and testimonial threats, won't you wanna flee?
teachers were weird, classmates alike,
thankfully amidst all the bitching, not a single fight.

year two thousand and five, sec four a,
lessons were fun, with ili and ong kheng may.
gossips and babblings, as we past the days,
it really made us, ever so gay.

the blur alice lee, bra strap adjuster or back scratcher?
or rafidah, where statistics were all that matter.
they say the pen's mightier than the sword,
for her, i'd say the pencil is all that she's got.

our very own mean girls, the plastics,
and the one with frizzy hair, she's madam broomstick.
ms pouty lips, the life size walking bandage we say,
not forgetting creepy mj, hurry, keep all the kids away!

the movie gang, we often called ourselves,
watching the many films and horror flicks, we would often tell.
boogeyman sucked, it was such a letdown,
we cursed, we swore, we were left with frowns.

"i need to pee", you often said to me,
the school would have earned, if they charged you a fee.
and your friend's new bag, you once shared with us,
out came your vomit, really really fast.

prom was stressful, but the planning was fun,
little did i know, there was more to come.
the clock struck twelve, it was a wrap,
more merriness awaited, remember the "wake up wake up" crap?

and of course, we've had our ups and downs,
the two uncoloured berries, you gave me a huge dressing down.
tiffs and quarrels were all part of the game,
but bonds weren't broken, and the stronger they became.

then it came, from the old to the brand new,
things were no longer gonna be, the same monotonous view.
change is inevitable, change is necessary,
but why worry, our bond had no vulnerability.

you to mass communications, in ngee ann poly,
despite never-ending projects, life's surprisingly jolly.
while i the college boy, went to jjc,
with the scary workload, it's definitely shitty.

it has been quite a while, since i've seen you smile,
or heard that crazy laughter, which is audible from miles.
but i'll always know, you're just a call away,
with all the jokes and laughter, that'll certainly make my day.

the card last year, brought tears to your eyes,
oh how sweet was i, my oh my.
i certainly hope, this too will be a pleasant surprise,
and see your eyes, sparkle with gleeful delight.

to be honest, poetry's not my forte,
i guess it would be much easier, just sipping latte.
it wasn't easy, writing all these much,
pardon me, if the english's really fucked.

friendship, one simple word,
but it's totally perplexing, just like a mathematical surd.
it makes its presence known, in an intangible form,
for those who feel it, truly share that special bond.

as the days pass, slowly through the year,
there comes a time, when your special day is here.
with heartfelt wishes and tightly clasped hands,
happy eighteenth birthday, my wonderful friend.

i know! so sweet! =D

and though i thought the poem was really well-written,
some parts were wrong.

"those relationships ended pretty fast,
which left me to wonder, was it true love, desperation or merely lust."

it wasn't any of that! it was sheer stupidity lah.

the rest were pretty accurate though. =D

thank you melvin!

- - - - - - -

i is very excited!

for newswriting on tuesday, the school invited tommy wee to give a speech!

TOMMY WEE LEH!!!

my idol.

*swoons*

the thing is, tommy wee's coming in the morning,
and i have lectures in the morning.

=(

my class's supposed to attend the speech in the afternoon,
and for that,
the guest speaker is some editor from the new paper.

*mutters under breath*
"so trashy, i don't want lor."

so yes, i'm going to skip lectures in the morning! =D

the catch is, i've to get permission from my newswriting tutor first.

i hope she agrees!
*crosses fingers*

ps: i'm not going to get a macbook afterall.
i managed to find someone to replace the screen for 500 bucks
so yup, sticking with the old one.

nevertheless, i'm still glad ping guo's still with me.

=D

breathe once again, ping guo!

Thursday, June 28, 2007 at 8:08 PM
i'm 18!

thanks to everyone who wished me/got me something.

=D

i shall do a quick listing here.
(in no particular order)

a very BIG THANK YOU to:

collin, melvin, the boyfriend, huiwen, nxt, thiang,
jianrong, sujith, kimo, david, keith, khengmay, justin,
ann, nad, dave, irena, jonathan, sabrina, jingyi,
cheryl, jo the mong, wanni,andy, songquan, kym, and shy.

my birthday was pretty enjoyable,
though i have a sneaking suspicion i gained a few pounds
due to the two cakes i gobbled down.

it wasn't really "happy" happy though,
because of certain events that occured.

1. puffy died.

i still have fish food left so i'm considering getting
more fishies. people around me have violently objected though.

2. cuddles died.

uh huh. you heard me right. cuddles died.
the boyfriend said it was drowning itself with water for the past few days
so i think it might be poisoning.
or water retention.

and though i don't like cuddles much because she BIT ME AGAIN the day before
she passed on, i still don't think she deserves to die.

and no, she didn't get poisoned because she bit me. 0.0

3. we weren't allowed to work with sujith for web d.

operation "convince ahsan" failed.
he asked us why we didn't want to work with our classmates,
and i had to bite my lip to prevent myself from retorting that
there aren't many efficient people in my class, that's why.

4. we get the slacky half of the class for newswriting.

this is horrible. it's the final project and we get slackers,
which include a guy who perpetually never comes to class.

and the other group gets nice, hardworking, talented people.

god is fucking unfair.

in any case, i'm still determined to fight for the post of editor
and make the newsletter work.
i don't even care if i have to write more than the required
four articles and stay up every night.
I WILL MAKE THE NEWSLETTER WORK.

5. the laptop is still not back, and i received a call from
the apple centre today that repair costs will hit a thousand bucks.

yes, a thousand bucks for the stupid LCD screen.

the lady said it's not covered by warranty,
since it's considered mishandling.

and who mishandled it?

the brilliant mother who couldn't keep her temper in check.

i'm thinking i should just pay another thousand bucks and get a macbook
pro instead.

sounds more logical right?

still, i've got to wait for the mother to return home and consult her
first.

so you see, things are not going very well for me.

=(

it's okay.
i will try to convince the mother to get me the macbook,
i'll make sure i do a bloody good job for newswriting,
i'll work really hard for web d,
i'll steal the boyfriend's brother's baby hammie to make up for the loss
of cuddles,
and i'll buy a new goldfish.

=D

or maybe not.

got to see if the shops stock fat goldfishes first,
so see first lah.

okay, i feel better already.

=)

happy 18th to me and happy 16th monthsary boyfriend!

Monday, June 25, 2007 at 1:34 AM
-

puffy passed away at approximately 12:55 am this morning.
(or at least that was the time i found out she was dead.)

=(

she was floating upright so i initially thought she was alright.
then i gave the surface of the water a light blow and she didn't move.

i'm leaving puffy as she is first,
then i'll bury her tomorrow and grow a green bean plant in memory of her.

if there're no green beans at home, i'll just give the soil a good pat.

sigh.

i wonder why goldfishes never survive for long under my care.

Friday, June 22, 2007 at 7:56 PM
guess what?

puffy's still alive!

yes, even after the numerous curses you guys have
laid upon her,
she's still fine and dandy,
emitting a brilliantly-orange glow and brandishing her
silky-smooth tail.

=D

okay, i was exaggerating.

she's just like how i bought her,
orange and fat.

i've also bought her fish food,
and it's without food coloring so she doesn't shit out
those nasty red strings.

she shits out green ones now.

i haven't tried touching her yet,
'cept for those times when i change her water and hold her in my
palm.

even then, i can't feel her much cause she struggles like crazy.

i'm sure she'll get used to me in the next few weeks so
meanwhile, watch this space for updates on how she feels.

=D

- - - - - - - -

i'm using the desktop to type this entry now because the
mother was in one of her foul moods this morning
and decided to vent her anger on my laptop.

yes, she whacked the top of it with a piece of cloth and now,
the entire screen's cracked and discolored.

makes for a brilliant birthday gift, no?

i've already sent it to the apple centre for repairs and it'll
only be back next week so i won't be updating much for now
cause i can't stand the desktop.

it's too slow and you guys all know i can't stand slow stuff.

so go read other blogs for now,
*shoos you guys away
and come back next week.

oh, and just a reminder.

my birthday's 5 days away!

=D