312 rocks! (haha 311 also lar)

haha the other co-owner guessed it rite lar... i'm going to be super biased in this post, or rather super honest lar.. but 312 just ROCKS everyone's world lar!! we're super fun, super pro, super nice, super bonded, super anything good under the sun adjective! haha.. oh no i'm gettting way too high liao, can't help it lar, 312 is just SO SO wonderful!!! we got 1st hor for cheering and 3rd for overall, are we pro or are we pro? okay, to convince people the WONDERFULNESSS of 312, here's our super creative and nice cheer.

We like to move it move it
We like to shoot it shoot it
We're gonna win it win it
We're gonna WIN it!

(sing to the tune of Under the sea)
Under the sun
We all have fun
It doesn't matter
if we do falter
cos we are one
312's gonna win this carn
we will shoot and jump and run
don't even bother
cos we are stronger
we're NUMBER 1!

and then there's a whole lot more.. haha but lazy to type liao, anyway u shd get it lar, 312 ROCKS TOTALLY! haha.. oh well guess this is all i'm going to say for this entry, just to proclaim my love for the class. it's a realyl wonderful class, never felt so bonded and class spirtied before. as in i don't mean to say last time the classes not so nice lar, but seriously and honestly speaking, i think 312 is a really great class to be in, u really feel a sense of belonging, like everyone is so spontaneous and bonded? haha i LOVE my class!

i am super high now. veryveryveryvery high now. and all because of netball carn! and more. for all bored avid readers, here is a warning that the following narration might run the risk of being super boring but i don't care! haha you want to read you read lorh, don't want to read then just tag and say you never read lorh!

friday was like supposed to be super crap day larh, like principal's address and all, BUT there was MODERN (very impt to take note, ms dance instructress was like girrrls, it's MODERN) jazz and hiphop. it's distressing i tell you to have a hallfull of rg girls TRYING to dance hiphop and jazz. very traumatising. but that's not the main point anyway. the music was like from the '80s those kind, the John Travolta, oh-here-comes-my-wonderful-scene-of-shaking-bon-bons-in-shows-like-grease-and-saturday-night-fever-which-all0just-have-bad-plots-but-funky-dancing kind of music. so ms dance instructress was like looking for the most ENTHOOD student-dancer. at this point i MUST interject that 311 very proudly has a residential HOTBABE, also fondly referred to as koksquared, or kok-kok for the uninitated. =) so the roving eyes of ms dance instructress settled on -YES!- HOTZBABEZ! (said with the yuezhen accent) -insert crowd screams and shrill whistles- then we just cheered our heads off, a nanodecibel louder and an entire school in ulu pandan would have crumbled. thousand apologies to the people we disturbed in pasir ris. even our teacher calls kokkok hotzbabez, 311 is just happening i tell you! haha super class pride here larh!

then today was netball carn! so we all played, fell, smiled, cheered, laughed, cried, hugged, scream-till-we-were-faint at kallang. the first few games still quite okay larh, so we happily went on. then we were playing some super rough class and everyone got elbowed and shoved and pushed everywhere.. wah super painful larh. i was guarding the wing attack, being wing defence mah, then she grabbed every part of my clothes and arms there was to grab! like OOF! but we still won! simran and jingli just have super alot of chemistry larh, like simran bounces the ball just to a space where there is NO ONE then jingli just flies in out of goodness knows where and GRABS the ball and SHOOTS! then plop! the ball swooshes in! now you can see why we're so high.

so the results were like being announced, then the disembodied voice was going "the second place goes to three mumblemumblemumble" so we all just sat there blurblur one then 312 was like 311! go and collect prize larh! then we were all just HUH then when we finally got conked back into reality, we sent HOTBABE up!

i love 311! [haha i bet pris will put in somethign about 312 too but i won't reveal anything larh let her have the fun of doing so!] for the CO-OWNER'S sake... 312 rocks too!=)) <333!

-anne

another 'thought' ful post..

haiz i have to firstly apologise to anyone who has been reading our posts (if there's actually one person bored enough to do that) about how depressing and well maybe angsty posts. oh well, but here's another such kind of posts.. continuation from the i've-been-thinking-part and well, to fulfil my role as THE co-owner.
don't u think it's sad that everyone around u might very well be putting on a mask? so as not to get hurt by others or just to well fit in with the rest, u don't even know who's the real who now... like if u really ask urself how many people u TRULY know inside out, not just the likes and everything but what he/she is (u can sense that person's feelings and mind matters), it's definitely fewer than your no. of fingers? maybe not for some lar, but i'm sure that at least for me, whenever i think i know who the person is, something just has to prove me wrong. if everyone puts on a mask, isn't this very saddening thing? or maybe a cheerful mask would keep everyone in the delusion of a perfect surrounding. if u were to just keep sulking and mulling over ur daily problems, life would be so so sad. but isn't it sadder to just try pushing aside ur real feelings and thoughts? okay.. this sounds like some kind of stream of consciouness, maybe it's sleep taking over me. but anyway, i think this is really selfish, but there are times when u wish others ard u will just open up and be the real person they are, but at the same time, u don't dare to open up for fear of getting hurt, so when is this viscious cycle going to stop? oh no.. i'm just making everyone more depressed. shall stop here then. don't bother about my ramblings, they're just random stuff that pop up in my brain all the time. well, at least i've written something!
- pris

all for love

all for love a Father gave, for only love could make a way.
all for love the heavens cried, for Love was crucified.
oh how many times have i broken Your heart, but still You forgive, if only i ask
and how many times have You heard me pray.

draw near to me, everything i need is You, my beginning,
my forever, everything i need is You
let me sing all for Love, i will join the angel song.
ever holy is the Lord, King of glory, King of all

all for love a Saviour prayed, Abba Father have your way
though they know not what they do, let the cross draw man to You

decide your own title

oh well.. here comes the super irresponsible and reluctant co-owner of the blog. haiz, under force to crap out some entry so let me just rant to u my sad sad life, EVEN after the exams.
can you imagine some poor soul having to attend 3 PIANO lessons in one week? hmm.. maybe you have lar, but just let me continue rambling on (and once again my co-owner prods me repeatedly to write a longer entry). And becos of some immersion thingo, i've like dance practices EVERYDAY (okay sorry for the caps, just getting very sick of dancing, when i have two left feet somemroe) hmm.. some evil people are doing evil stuff now, okay nvm this is addressed to guilty people (cough cough, whispering hor) oh wait, ignore me.. i'm on some mental breakdown. just can't think straight lar. actually i've been thinking alot these days... oh well shall talk more abt this the next time.
-pris

someone once told me the grass is much greener on the other side
but i paid a visit but it's possible i missed it
till further notice, i'm in between
till further notice, my grass is green

nice song right. (: really does remind me to always count my blessings and to keep my heart light. light and bouncy. haha just like the chinese compre we did, like if you continue carrying all the burdens of life and the world on your heart you'll get weighed down and you can't soar as high, nor as far. reminds me of the verse from Isaiah 40:31, But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. nicenicenicenicenice. if you haven't yet realised, my vocab is severely limited. i'm sorry. :)

but it's nice (oops) to be happy. *shalala... so nice to be happy.. shalala* you know sometimes the air has a different scent, not really a scent, but a feel to it. probably because i'm just an olfactory person, BUT sometimes different feels to the air remind me of different things. like kindergarten or like primary school or like just a person or just random things. haha probably my brain store memories in the form of smells and feels or something, cos my memory is really, REALLY not there most of the times. :)

anyway, BLOG CO-OWNER! you are hereby ordered to post! come on larh pox! come on people encourage this pox. she thinks all her posts are crap and therefore should not be posted. but they're not! operation MAKE.POX.POST. is now currently underway and all you avid readers out there are roped in to help! :)

-anne

my Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives!

you know, i've been thinking [yes, i do think haha]. about friendship and relationships and all the other -ships. it's like quite deep if you actually do take the time one of these days and just sit down and think. just letting my mind wonder on its own free will, well, with still a leash on i suppose. to prevent any untoward strayings of mental footsteps into those AHEM censored places i guess. HAHA. :) oh right, back to the -ships. it's like you can call someone your very best, your closest friends for pretty much quite a number of years. then when you separate, you realise you never really knew the person at all. as in, it seems that all that your -ship was based upon was just the fact that you were in the same school? or just had some common place where you met. and without that foundation anymore, everything just crumbles. and you find yourself wondering, DID i really know this person.. haha, maybe all this is really dohh to some of our ahem AVID READERS out there =), but i guess the simplest facts of life only really become clear when you understand, really understand it. just realised like i never really thought like REALLY thought about stuff. just like stuff it somewhere in the darkest recesses of my mind and there it stays. hah, don't care larh, i shall just stuff all these back again and until my brain bulges out then i'll take it out and MAYBE really go and examine them again. IF i want to. :)

i thought i knew you. i really thought i did. then as i look at you again, the person i thought i used to know seemed never to have existed. or maybe it's just because i'm myopic

-anne

random ramblings

oh well for anyone super bored soul, here's a super boring entry in a currently super boring blog for relieving your boredom. okay that's super crappy. super sad lar... it's SUPPOSED to be the end of mugging period but here I have to attend consecutive piano lessons and face some tormenting horrendous theory exam this saturday. haizz... this is super boring. sorry for boring you people.

mmhm

yay! haha first post! super funny larh the two of us, TRY to be tech-savvy larh! haha can one! we're going to totally dispose of our current status as AGE-OLD techno-dinos! oops just realised the ENTIRE first 2 lines are like filled with !. shall stop the sugar highness. oh and we haven't decided on who's cookie and who's cream yet.. mmhm. haha quite lame larh horh but we didn't want a boring theme.. so we prolly took 40 MINS just to figure out what our username and all should be and then GUESS WHAT it was taken up so we had to like try don't know how many variations.. quite fun larh all these postings... hopefully the first love of this blogspot shall continue burning HOPEFULLY for all you future avid readers of this space!
-anne :)
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okaay. we ARE sad. veeery sad people. okay fine, i'm the sad one. we set a blog oh glorious-joy-and-hoorayness, then i forgot the username, then i thought i forgot the password, but it turned out that the username was wrong in the first place. SOOO, did some have you forgotten your password/username? help thing. THEEN, sent it to pris' email, THEN we prolly realised that the link can only be used once, THEEN we had to do the help thing all over. and now FINALLY this blogspace is up! *claps for the sheer difficulty of it all* haha, okay larh, i AM sad! gone case liao, techno dino until cannot be even worse liao
-anne