girls' day out photos

a nice summary for that previous post. haha

pris

OH MY GOSH.

YES YES YES! this is utterly bimbotic but i'm going to dance randomly around my room for the sheer joy that blogger has relented in its hate against me and i can blog! HOORAYNESS! haha pox had to post my poem for me cause i couldn't get into blogger so now! yay! resurrection! haha okay flippant use of ! gets annoying. sometimes. but!double!eu!dee!vee!

oh man. where do i begin to blog. it's been about what a week plus? and ten thousands of things have happened. Thank God for the many happyhappy things that have happened! but ahh sometimes i'm so busy i just want to drop out of this whole turbocharged life and retreat into my room with just a book on my lap and a trusty bottle of water.

haha so i'm just going to be lazy and blog like this.

class chalet. funfunfun! 6Q+bbq+overnighters=much love for life! wii racing with lei whee. super loud singing to mass appeal songs. summertime guys! bbqing otahs with sam. making faux otahs. random talking at macs. she's the man. POLAR BEAR!!! :DDD scary movie 4 scared me. jukie grace joanne one bed no space. siti sleeping soundly :D. bluetoothing songs with grace. bathing at swimming pool toilets. hankering for waffles. biking. wind in hair mud on shirt. samsoh and yix's dare. mud. splashes. even more mud :D. lunch yum. photospree! look below haha. pretending to watch dark waters. quadrapop highscore woots HAHA. munchies in bed. home. overflowing laundry baskets. family shopping. yummy dinner.

suntec shopping. new blouse! yay! dinnering at touristy spot. pretending to be tourists. trigger happy sister. HAHAHA.

ben&jerry's finally! mark the loverboy :D. FORCED msging :D. national library. books! yay

changi airport dinner! losing of the sis. cause she didn't know t1 from t2 -.- haha. trigger happy sister again. death of the phone batt. eager thumbs on numbers and letters (:

cell! speedlight. commitment and conviction. searing of the heartstrings. ): long long long GM at amanda's house. waiting and checking. waiting and checking. samuel's pig! >:( haha

filing. filing. filing. filing. filing. amazement at the amassment of such massive amounts of paper. rocking back on heels. reminscent. 010107. random scribblings on lecture notes. rawr i'm hungry. paper terror. beebee. compass. l8.d8.j8.m8 :D. dust bunnies unfurling. dusty fingers. toes stubbed in dust. vacuuming!

bestestfriendsholdonforlife (:. askance glances and shared giggles. colin raye's love me. aslyn's that's when i love you. shopping at spotlight. pretty scrapbooks! boring banmian :D. outfitter girls. raffles city fountain countain. soupspoon. unglam chicken XD. esplanade's open roof top. 2 girls. 2 hours. teetering on the brink of. questions. fears. hopes. dreams. love.

okay i'm getting tired haha so i'm just going to be lazy and do this.

s&d! yay odance fun steps funny pace fast waltzing like a chicken lei's partner. ditched for jukie! :O heehee books. piano. jay's secret. family outing!

phew okay that was one long list! haha worth all the time and effort to remember though. but grahhh wished i could have gone for airport sendoff and receiving the councillors! ): haha i want more times with 6Q. moremoremoremoremoremoremoremore. before j2 draws close and ends in the blink of an eye. aye. i.

oh dear i think i'm becoming more nonsensical. it's all the pent up entries that i haven't been able to blog i tell you! so pictures for now! :D

navene and yix! if you look closely yix's teeth aren't really his teeth ><

samsoh who keeps messing with my phone haha so later pictures are courtesy of him!

jukie! trying to look scary or dao. but FAILL ah. still pweetyyy laaaa hurh :D

parvathi! looking really askance at the camera haha!

uh ronald! he looks like he's trying to smile but cannot smile HAHA. samsoh take one ah.

zhuangyi! looking very happily at his uh food. :D haha again the works of samsoh not mee!

siti! gesturing wildly with her spoonful of tausuan. HAHA! :D

haha sma with weird eyebrows!

YAY! :D

okay i've sat at the comp for like 1 whole hour posting EVERYTHING! haha yay (:

-anne

A kaleidoscope of colours flit pass your line of vision
It flutters, always out of reach but never quite out of sight
Drawing near and pulling away
teasing you this way and that
Outstretched arms trying to grasp the elusive,
trying all the more to own a piece of the rainbow
It darts within a hair’s breadth of your fingers
And you tingle from how close you were
The anticipation heightens and desire dawns
It coyly dances around to the pace of your pulse
Quickening with each seemingly futile snatch of the air
Once more it brushes the very tips of your fingers
Startlingly euphoric.
A light headiness fills your mind
And you find yourself wanting – no, needing it
Darting
Left
Right
Centre
It lands.
Right in the middle of your outstretched palm
Right where you’ve always wanted it
Right where you’ve never felt so
wrong.
-anne

5A class chalet!!!!

it's really fast how time flies, and now it's already december! and how can our holidays do without a class chalet! it was really enjoyable, and i'm so glad that lots of people turned up. bbq was a success with the help of our wonderful scouts/bb/miscellaneous people, and it really was a fun (but tiring) experience. and it is even more of a coincidence that jo's class was having class chalet at the exact same place!

jean loves marshmellows. so do i!
aiyoh i don't know how to change the image size, anyway, a picture speaks a thousand words.




Pris

recommended book

I've just finished widely acclaimed Jodi Picoult's "My Sister's Keeper". Although I suppose many out there would have probably read or at least heard of this book, I just like to add my two cents worth on top of all the accolades that it has received thus far - It's a really touching, thought-provoking book, something worth the read, and worth your tears, or at least it did win some of my tears. Realising how many different parts of our life could have been different reminds me to count my blessings all the more.

Pris

INFJ - The "Confidant"
INFJs, making up an estimated 1% of all people, are the most rare type (males even more so). They are introspective, caring, sensitive, gentle and complex people that strive for peace and derive satisfaction from helping others. INFJs are highly intuitive, empathetic and dedicated listeners. These traits tend to act as a "tell me what's wrong" sign on their forehead, hence the nicknames Confidant, Counselor or Empath. INFJs are intensely private and deeply committed to their beliefs.

Pris!

this is a coolios function and yes this is considered blogging :)

it can be such a confusing thing, it leaves you feeling sweet and feeling lost. feeling like you've gained the whole world, but lost yourself to uncontrollable, unpredictable whirlpool of emotions. you can't gain experience, because it only probably means that you must have hurt yourself first before you are a wise person in this field. and you probably hurt others too in the process. but hope is always there, when you feel like you can't make sense of the entire thing, just hope.

Pris

misguided GP teachers

Solely for people who indulge in bombastic flowerly language that doesn't make any coherent sense: what would you say to a teacher who has condemned your piece of work as nebulous, infelicitous, superficial, lackadaisical, vacuous, uninspired, horrendously expressed? I'll say - look at yourself in the mirror. You are doin the same thing!

Pissed off Pris

pseudo class outing at ecp

my nice class!

food for thought

Face this fact: blogs are meant for people to reveal their deep mysterious, often exaggerated but undoubtedly holds a glimpse of truth of their sad side. or what many would call emo-ing stage. can we help it that this is the fate of blogs? No. So I apologise before hand if you think that I am once again misusing the internet as a source of venting out my pent-out frustration/exasperation/disappointment.

I suppose it is not a very timely time to post an entry, havent' just received my promos results. You know that you're in a dilemma when your results are neither way too good for you to be rejoicing over, or neither are they too lousy for you to be given the liberty to complain and look upset without others pointing out to you gently that there are people worse off. If you don't get the whole chunk of stuff that i've typed out, you're just joining the side of the red ink GP marker who has flooded my paper with lots of brilliant red slashes(for those who don't know what i'm talking about, it's alright. i'm just feeling sore over GP).

With the overcast skies flooded with grey clouds overwhelmed with heaven's tears, crying for you while you sit amidst the crowd trying your best to hide your bottled up tears. A melancholic tune lingers in the air, it seizes your breathe, you stay silent, and so do others, words don't seem to work when you need them best, no one offers it anyway. It's a gloomy day, everyone relishes it in their own way.

I suppose we can learn a lot from exams, not just the very knowledge that we are being examined, but also important yet fundamental principles in life - never take things for granted (being overly confident in a subject would get you no where but all the way down), never envy others (whoever said 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration; sometimes, it's unfair but it can be the opposite) and something else that struck rather indirectly. Actually, it was pointed out by one of my friends, i'm absolutely not making any personal attacks here, it's just something that only becomes apparent when we enter our own fair share of adversity.

A friend in need is a friend indeed. I like to add that friends are there when they need you. What does this mean? Who can we tell who are our true friends? If they are not even there for us to tell our problems, share our burdens, cry on their shoulder, do we still call them friend?In any relationship, friendship included, people argue that there shouldn't be any clearcut giving and taking, it's a matter of compromise, but how far am I suppose to give in, or rather give out myself, before I can find someone who will know that I need the person? or for that matter, maybe friends are like what I've said, only look for you and when you offer them what you have been seeking for, then the friendship is called as such. I used to think it was unreasonable to expect people to guess what I am thinking, what I might like. Until I found that it was all to hard.

I don't believe anyone can live the life of a saint, giving all the time, without wanting deep down to see it reciprocrated. It's not an expectation or obligation attached to being first a friend to someone, but simply, a normal human need. Maybe it had happened once in the past. The fact that your interest seemed to be slighted, you friend rambling on. It didn't quite matter. You didn't have any problems that were of top priority back then. Then again it happens. Well, friends what, don't be so petty. But then loneliness can be a really scary monster. It knocks you at your lowest point, when you are already on the cliff of sadness, hoping for someone to just open up the door in your heart, to just spend some time listening to you. i wonder how many people are going through this right now? How many are silently fiddling around on their keyboards, or piano keys, wishing wishing wishing for a shooting star to enter their life, and brighten up just a few moments, enough to show that a friend would indeed be there when in need?

Perhaps the most amazing thing about writing, is that you can pour our everything, and after a while, it doesn't feel that bad after all. You are merely making a mountain out of a molehill, being overly sensitive, indulging in your own fanciful self-pity. And thus the bitter feeling of being slighted/neglected saps away. We can have lots of friends, they can laugh a whole lot with you, have the craziest times, but the distinction between friend and good friend and best friend and boyfriend, is really how much the person understands you, without you having to say a single word. Girls la, so troublesome, make things difficult for their loved ones. Well, I can't help being a girl, can I?

But it doesn't matter, because just when you feel that everything seems so bleak, tell yourself. You only have 24 hours in a day, and one face. You can choose to wear a sad mask, or you can choose to hide behind a happy mask, but after hiding behind the happy one for a while, you'll let it become part of your face, and the sadness will naturally disappear. And if all other things fail you, know that God will always be there, and I suppose we must just hold on to the truth, his Word saying that in all things, He has great plans for us, and he's a friend to the lonely, a stronghold, a shelter in our time of need.

You don't just fail your own expectations during exams, you might also realise that friends do so too.

Priscilla

It’s funny how closeness, friendship and love can be so intermingled with selfishness as well. And it’s even funnier how we never realise it until we’re faced with the prospect of having to share, of having to give up the position occupied in the throne room. Quarts of selfless joy and selfish jealousy slosh around in the hidden jug of life. And you know you have to let go and you know you will let go and yet you also know that as watery smiles aren’t what emotes are made of, you can safely hide behind the screen and laugh your way out online. (:
-anne

Summertime guys
School is out, the sun is shinin’
Summertime guys
I think I wanna make him mine
Nothin’ like the feelin’
That you get inside
Look him in the eyes
Summertime guys

yay this is such a cute song!

-anne

driving monsters into outerspace i'm gonna be a superhero girl nananananananananananananana

yay so pw op dryrun was yesterday. which was. a whole range of varying emotions. but yay much love goes out to shaway jukie and gabby! for being so on and hardcoring pw for the entire week! (:

but i can't keep a straight face watching the video. i don't even know WHERE to put my face. it's so utterly bimbotic. oh dear D: please say i did not look natural. SAY IT!

haha and jukie and i have random moments of SEEING NO EVIL and thoughts of EUTHANASIA. bad girls we are. D:

sometimes i think i'm afraid of getting hurt or being thought dispensable, that i would rather just distance myself first. then the whole sad cycle just repeats itself. which isn't exactly a recipe for happiness is it?

but i know Someone who wouldn't even leave no matter how far i may stray. only in His embrace in His love and in His grace, that all doubt and uncertainties dissipate. :)

of sea spray kissing the moon

-anne

Insights & Reflections

How many times have we conceded that it is only a little difference that we make,
But fail to realise that the moment of hesitation was actually a life at stake
A smile, a word of concern, a listening ear,
That's all it might take to wipe away your friend's silent tear.

Through the sharpest microscopes we have scrutinised the key to life
Yet still we are blinded by our selfish desires, the desire to strive
And for such a 'worthy' cause as many are disillusioned to believe
Trapped in our mad mad world, the awful reality which few have left the time to conceive

True love has grown cold, thorny troubles, envious essence
A display, a facade, which now assumes its presence
99 roses, the boy's matches to melt a girl's heart
Yet who rose up to the challenge to hold true to the end, right from the start

Day break we whine of the school ahead, day end we yawn
Life seems nothing but a race stretching on and on
Somewhere out there a little child gasps for her last breathe
Fortunate people never realise what they already have

It's the little things in life that count


Have you ever wondered about this little dot called the decimal?
If it chooses to put its self-interest aside, fit itself snugly at the back
You will get alot, maybe 100 000
But when people's concerns are miserly worries, it fights for the first place
Leaving little, maybe 0.100 000

Wherever it goes, the little dot remains a dot
But to others, it is a whole big difference

What kind of difference have you made in someone else's life thus far?

Pris

Thinking deep

Many of us look like we are shallow superficial people. The truth is, everyone has their own secrets hidden inside, deep thoughts that they would share only to a rare few, and a mind of their own, something that is often forgotten.

Well, it does seem that if you were to dwell more on a 'cheam' issue such as life, relationships, religion that kind of thing, people would naturally label you as a emo person. but is that really fair? why can't we talk abt such stuff? what i feel is that, only when someone has concerned him/herself with such issues, can you be considered to have matured and mellowed. after all, these are really stuff that would add value to you as a human being, at least morally and emotionally. i doubt any amount of make-up, clothes, gossip, can make up for that.

and i've been talking a fair bit with friends, whom i regard as rather close now. i'm really glad to have my longtime best friend joanne to be there for me through thick and thin, going high and sharing my downess, and for indulging me with long telephone calls. and at the same time, i'm extremely blessed to find myself to be in a nice class. well the word nice is rather over-used, but what it entails is actually ppl who are more than just the hi-bye kind, those that i feel i can really trust, 5A ppl rock la. well even though sometimes it seems that class outings revolve ard a handful same few, but the reality is that it's really impossible to imagine a utopian perfect class where everyone loves each other equally and is willing to fork out the same amount of time for the class. undeniably, some might have 'better' friends outside, well that's up to them. but i believe that you will only get to know a friend as much as you are willing to let the person know you, and thus mutual trust is essential.

time really can change alot of stuff. my perceptions of some ppl has honestly changed drastically, well there are those that became worse (but not much la and i shan't be bothered too much either), but more significantly are those that are more than what they appear. cutting, cold, quiet initially, now that you talk to them mroe, you realise that they are really interesting, matured, sincere friends, friends that you know and you want to retain for a life time if possible. haha special thanks to all these 'friends in need friends indeed'! hope the year remaining and year ahead will be filled with lots more opportunities to build up stronger friendship ties! appreciating those ard u is really impt before it's too late.

just wanted to end with this inspiration i got from some chi story book. lots of us are willing to die for the ones we love, but why don't we just try to live right for them instead? and yet for those that we hate, we strive to live, and even live a better life, just in the hope of pissing them off. it's quite ironical rite? live for those you hate, die for those you love.

Pris

i stumbled on one of my friends' blogs which dedicated this entire entry to this really thought-provoking topic that caught my eye "there are lots of pretty girls around, but few are interesting" well i can't help but sigh and agree with that. and as for girls, we always say that we don't judge a book (or for this matter, guys) by their cover, but the truth is the term 'eye candy' remains highly relevant right now. are we really able to just shut out the appearances and appreciate the inner character? or do we need some degree of visual stimulus before we are willing to unlock the person's insides? maybe i'm kicking a big fuss on such an issue, but well i'm just anyhow blabbering what i feel anyway.

and i believe when it comes to relationships, we are quite a hypocritical bunch of people. some of us enjoy crushing ppl all the time, switching 'targets' every now and then hoping that cupid arrow would shoot them, but if it was just the other way and you find out that the guy who has taken a fancy to you is also taking a fancy to lots of other wild flowers, you feel hurt/frustrated/jealous/unfairly treated. and how do you know how much to give? is it better to love someone more than the person love you or the other way round? give and take, that's what they always say. but how much do we actually practice what we preach?you like the feeling of being chased after, but how does it feel desperately going after and thinking about XX person who pretends to act ignorant all the time?

such a confusing sea of emotions and scenarios.

liking is tough!
but whoever said that being liked is not tough either.

Pris
(oh and limerence is a rather interesting word)

yay! open house was fun! :D met supersuperduper nice people. i love earnest people! and befriending felt abit scary at first but then my group of uh befriendees were so cute and earnest and loveable and befriendable :D and one of them was the cutez, he wanted to buy the raffles pe shirt haha but the bookshop auntie evaded us and closed the wondrous pe-shirt-selling-bookshop ):

and lei and i were boredd walkign 467365734649128739 times around blk J. i want to take a picture under the J of blk J but i think it's too HIGH UP THERE ):

and met wonderful juniors who made me fondly rmb rg days. :)))

and met not so wonderful stranger juniors who made me want to torch rg for producing such girls as well. eew

alot to type but i'm lazy. but today was awesome!

yay i love pictures and phototaking and extraterrestrials ((:

HELLO i don't OWE you anything. what i do with MY TIME is on MY schedule and in MY life. i don't have to KEEP FEELING SORRY just because i'm BUSY. which i AM. and which i LOVE because i'm with GORGEOUS WONDERFUL HAPPY HUMANS who make me happy. double t double a! >(

From Siti
The person who tagged you is: Pris
Your relationship with her is: classmates turned friends (haha i copy you!)
Your 5 impressions of her: nice sarcastic suan-er encouraging nice!
The most memorable thing she had done for you: um treat me to swensens! haha!
The most memorable words she had said to you: =/ cant rmb
If she becomes your lover, you will: make her not be afraid of hugs! ><
If she becomes your enemy, you will: not give her my love anymore!
If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: I’m jealous that she’s so smart
The most desired thing you want to do for her now is: make her hair grow faster
Your overall impression of her is: small but packs a punch. haha!

pris

bestest friends in the entire cosmos universe!

they say a picture speaks a thousand words. so here's at least 4 thousand to talk about today since i'm too lazy to blog :D and yay squashpristimjo ftw!

-anne

what's our purpose in life?

'what's our purpose in life?'

across the ages, across the globe, across every single possible divide, any individual would have probably entertained that question at least once in their short interlude on this earth. perhaps for those struggling to even manage 3 meals a day, or keep their families alive, or simply put it, those too preoccupied with the most basic necessities, such a question seems out of bounds because there simply isn't enough time to ponder over a philosophical and intangible issue like 'purpose in life'. what we commonly term purpose can be broken down into longterm objective that one aims to achieve which directs our process to reach this product. i suppose to each his own, so your own definition of purpose might deviate from this general one, but whatever the case, it is something that one abides to for an extensive period in one's life and would be what one is striving for.

clutching onto temporal things in life, including good grades, nice clothes, popularity in ur social circle, 5Cs, cliched as it sounds, wouldn't bring you far. What would you do if one day you find urself completing ur education? how about the reality that fashion trends change every season? or maybe ur fair-weathered friends would abandon you when the time is ripe. and how much joy can you derive indulging in cars, condos while working your head off simply satisfying this supposed 'purpose' in life? perhaps this is an extremely negative view to the worldly take on stuff you should strive for, but it's when ppl don't have anything deeper and more meaningful to look forward to , that they simply cling on to what can be seen. surely our purpose in life is more than this?

from a student's pov, it always seemed that the purpose in life, at least for the first 20 years of our life, was simply to excel well, fulfil the responsibilities of a child/teenager/student and then when suddenly promos just ended, a sudden emptiness engulfed me. what was i supposed to be doing? each day seemed in the past to be living simply to get over the test the next day. rush home, mug like mad, complain a whole deal, sleep less than a vampire, then regurgitate everything we had suppressed for the past 24 hrs. it was just like a viscious cycle, then all of a sudden the floodgates of freedom was let loose. so wad now?

am i simply yet another person on this earth contributing to global warming by exhaling excessive carbondioxide, consuming countless amt of fossil fuels, killing ants and grass, maybe hurting someone else unconsciously by saying unkind stuff? okay maybe i shdn't be putting down myself so badly, but what exactly are we meant to become? we always say think abt it later, our future is still far ahead, but wake up! we're 17! that's neither too old nor too young. if dreams start from ambitions and ambitions start from young, our youth is simply wasting away. is it because of the education system that we've been imbibed with to think that we must follow this rigid structure of pri-sec-jc life b4 entering uni? then a red carpet route laid out all the way to a comfortable job? purpose that is in my opinion, must be more than just material comfrots, job security.

with a religion, you can say that your purpose in life is already planned out long ago, God has a purpose for each and every of us. it's sth that keeps us gg, when the world seems to be devoid of hope and meaning, we turn to God's word, we pray about it, we know that there's an eternal substance in life. but what if some ppl don't buy that? is it possible to lead a purposeful life yet still staying clear of those worldly pleasures that don't add a single importance in our eventual life?

i probably don't make sense by now, but it's a vague and subjective issue, 'what's our purpose in life'. just happened to strike me when having a conversation with some really gd friends today. i think it's something all of us shd think abt, if that qns hasn't ever crossed your mind, you probably are too caught up already with a purpose (which is though gd, maybe reminding u to reflect on the value of that purpose), or you simply are living a life with no purpose(so it's a wake-up call). as my mind is currently malfunctioning, i've to end here.

To end with a quote 'if a man hasn't discovered something that he would die for, he isn't fit to live'

Pris

ooh yay! promos are over FOREVER! and for the life of me i can't understand how that only measly week could have wreaked such upheaval and havoc. but DOUBLE EUU DEE VEE it's over! hallelujah! i'm going to run around on all the usual madcap adventures and do all the crazy things that problematicputridpoohpromos have wrestled from me in that span of time. :]]]

anyhoos.

going out too much is tiring! and i just want to curl up on my bed surrounded by all my delicious new books and devour all of them without ever having to get up. nice soft music in the background [LIKE HSM2'S GOTTA GO YR OWN WAY swoonsss] :D my trusty mug of pristine spring water {{{{: and random assortment of snacks. just draw my curtains switch my phone off and TADAH instant literary heaven.

heehee. i love being a hermit when the time calls. today's my nice hermit day cause ALL the past few days have been MADCAP ADVENTURES GALORE. much like the adventures of gummi bears albeit less uh gelatinous :D

friday was awesome with the final release from urgh promos! went to airport with lei jukie and ben in nicenice cab and we talked all sort of rubbish on the way! like AHEM certain elite people's DIFFERENT WAY OF THINKING :D:D:D and my new language of talking which ben was only supposed to be able to understand! haha tried to cajole sammmm to go but he wanted to go library so he went on a quest to find chicklit for me :D good conquest i daresay

yeah so airport was just random talking and laughing haha and lei and i can BANTER with each other with much ferocity! RAWR. but allyship is an unfair thing, cause even the SUPOSSEDLY impartial SWITZERLAND JUKIE has tendencies to take sides D: nonono jukie! no! DDD: and ben is a bigbadboy who takes advantage of the limitations of msn haha and the people's weaknesses to eye gouging. YUCKS

saturday was family shopping day woots! i love joop i love pretty wear! and i hearts bigbig my papa mommy and meimei and we ate alot of rubbish food like seoul garden so now i'm getting fatter and fatter and pudgier and pudgier and soon lei will start crushing me cause i've turned into a big fat white fishball. eww.

haha oh yea and sunday was THE rocks! this is like some recollection thingy and it's getting boringgg i dont like blogging when there's exciting stuffs happening haha so unexciting to blog! heh i'll use my powderful gp summary skills and just say cell was wonderful and service was really good reflection and orcharding with ama cheryl tim jerome was the bomb and meeting wenjun and gayganzz and tanzhenz was shrill-screamingly fun to say the least :D heehee yay i hope open house is fun!

alphabetical ftw :D

haha and prettydates and ahem selegie tauhuey and SIMPANG PRATA and tennis and squash and quiet time and prayer buddies and marathon conference calls and yay youyouyouyouyouyouyouyou for making it all so worth the while <3333

-anne

WHEN.WILL.THE.DRATTED.PROMOS.END i give plomos scary face ah >(

i don't know.
i hate it when ppl make me mad. and the madder i get, the more liable i am to cry. when i'm my angriest i cant even shout. i just know the hot angry tears will spill over and my eyes start to flash with all the anger like nobody's business. but it's not like anyone knows. cause who reads eyes anyway. sometimes i've just got to believe it's okay to get angry with friends. that it's okay to be angry. i've half a mind to repost the post from sec4 in my archive. but that would be too obvious and too unnice and too oh-dear-joanne-you-aren't-supposed-to-do-that.

but. it's okay to be angry

right? :'(

-anne

and when You were on the cross and mocked a millionbajillion times worse
all You said were forgive them for they know not what they do
help

frisbee farewell! latelatelate at night where above pictured persons were the last ppl left :D

camwhore pose 1!

camwhore pose 2!

camwhore post 3!
and contrary to popular belief i WAS NOT the one who initiated the camwhoring
i think

pretty maids all in a row XD

like how about totally awesome! haha zits say it all! on the face or otherwise. [:

and sometimes i think msn etiquette is exceedingly important. especially when it's so easy to be offhand and hurtful without really realising the impact of the very words that you type.

and sometimes it's just the small rubbish conversations that make your day too (: like uplifting messages and IMs that just show how much people are capable of caring.


it's times like these with maddening mugging nonsense that you really sit and wonder. if i just take out all forms of mugging and plain purposeless studying out of my life. just WHAT is left behind? what remains of this very existence if studying is taken out. (that was such an ungrammatical fragment BUT i digress)


because studying in itself is an end. mindless purposeless drivel if the only goal is some narrow-minded achievement on a few loose sheets of industrialised pulp. i want to do so much more in my life! i want to have something SOMETHING that my entire being just quivers with passion and anticipation about. it has to be something that just makes me live, breathe and move. i think i've found my antidote.

have you?

haha i sound like some advert. but yea contemplative pensive reflective >>>>>>>> mugging, for all real values of x where x is a subset of time. WOOTS :D

-anne

Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity - 1 timothy 4:12

(:

how apt. (: i'm going to live for Jesus, live for Him in all that i do and no matter how narrow the path may be, how trying and how absurdly different and set-apart i may seem, it's going to be my utmost for His highest. it's either His way or the highway! heh :D

and i'm just sososo thankful for the many blessings i've been showered with. wonderfulwonderful people who's been placed all around me for support for love more mumblety-peg and for a gazillion barrels of laughter. (:

and i realise i'm quite rubbish at mugging with ppl. it's utterly a FARCE! either i don't feel absolutely comfortable to mug and ignore the person which TOTALLY defeats the purpose of mugging tgt doesn't it. or i get too comfortable with my fellow mugger and poof mugging becomes the most neglected item on the agenda! which is why pox and i don't ever get to/want to/should mug tgt. :D

and friday's almost non-existent mugging with tim in the library is a lesson in itself! attempts to mug WERE made but then the library was SO COLD and my nose was running SO FAST and my history and tim's chem were totally SO UNINTERESTING so we didn't mug as much as 3 hours should have warranted. but! not bad lar haha :D and tim's good to mug with because 1) he has tissue 2) he's willing to go get tissue and vicks for me 3) he listens and gives top advice! hurrahyipyipyay for friends and CIRCLE OF TRUSTS and for awesomeawesome 6quee :D

what an absolutely wonderful respite from mugging (((((:

cheek it out!

-anne

OH EM GEE.

blogger just ate up my post. i FAINT.

but i feel much better gettign whatever it was off my chest. which was mainly i don't give 2 cents/pennys/farthings over what youyouyouyouyou have as a fixed image of me and i'm just too tired to bother to mesh with youyouyouyouyou when all i feel is just an extinguishing of any originality, wit and repartee. a space that is instantaneously filled with banality. we're just in continual antiphase and i'm too drained, too tired to try and mesh with youyouyouyouyou anymore.

maybe youyouyouyou will one day look beyond this awkward shell. but then again maybe youyouyouyouyou won't.

but who cares! it may hurt, it may sear but.

and i lovelovelove my REDBLOODCELL! who just makes me feel so loved, so happy and so at ease with all the girls AND the guys and ABSOLUTELY everyone. and when we decided to hike back to the interchange after service, we went just nuts singing and talking about randome articles of little interest. (: and sam made me laugh like nothing when he absolutely refused to acknowldge that he knew us and added "ESPECIALLY NOT THAT BANANA INFRONT" -when i was OHSOHAPPILY swinging my tropically-coloured coolios bag all nicely decked out in my yellow tee and jeans and singing (he'll say wailing) along to avril's when you walk away and trying to act angsty.-

hahahahaha it's all amanda's phone's fault. it arrested our common senses and made us bellow along to all the songs. ((:

and all the wodnerful funny things during lunch. it's the small things that matter and the small things that make me feel at ease. when i don't ever have to feel judged or feel like i have to live up to your standards and where i don't ever have to feel like i've failed whatever youyouyouyouyou have set as the passing grade. but i'm just too tired to care or to change whatever state things are right now.

but. God's in His Heaven and He knows well and He knows best. and so i lay it all down and lay at His feet to rest.

-anne

L'amour

Just a passing thought...

"Children love with their mouth
Teenagers love with their eyes
Adults love with their hands
Elderly love with their ears
If only I could love with my heart."

Pris

oh the cheek of it all!

sometimes i think i just need to hear assurances from others reiterating what i've always said. cause sometimes, self-conviction just doesn't stand up to scrutiny.

and soemtimes, when my bubble of self-contained happiness threatens to prick and dissolve in a shattering of a thousand shards, i'm just so thankful that You (andyouandyouandyou) have always been there

and when the tears threaten to fall, jerome's words come to mind. you don't decide your tear quota! God does! haha hurrah for prayer buddies who can hold marathon phone convos and listen to snivelling drivel (:

i don't think i'll ever be ready or willing to step over the threshold of innocence and naivety

-anne

this post doesn't make sense. but ah well the joys of indecipherable scripts

teachers' day celebrations!!

i must first make a point, i dont' cam whore...... it's the person ABOVE who loves it!
and so you can see how inexperience we are, but still must give credit for attempting to look like puffer fish?
haha my PW group before chionging PW for close to 6 hours straight :S i love my PW group! but i SUPER DUPERLY hate PW. PweedoubleeW.
and then we took a break at cafe cartel, all decent ppl except one.
and of course, i LOVE my class 08s05A too! haha all super nice people, don't we look nice?? well, i guess it's really friends who make your day, and make sch life interesting, and let you look forward to waking up each day to know that there are friends who would brave the freezing cold lectures with you, amuse you with their lame antics, stand by you when you're feeling down, and go crazy with you without ever judging you. mhmm back to mugging!

Pris

i have manymanymany events to blog about! frisbee j2 farewell, random class antics, longlonglong ago shps nat day, teachers' day and LEIPINGPONGPIANG's BIRTHDAY! but now cannotcannot blog )): i be sad. but soon! so anyway, nowww

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS LEI SUGAR COATED CANDY MARSHMALLOW TAN! plsccm!

haha and i can't believe i gave jukie the idea of a compliment coupon. I DIE ALR. haha but it's okay lei i love you bighumougousenormous! may your days of 17-ness be awesome! (((:

i have many pictures to post. but it'll have to wait (:


And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it
You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
I almost wish you would've loved me too

words of wisdom indeed. i cannot agree more than the assertion that there is indeed a practically invisible line between love and hate. i guess the two emotions are rather extreme, but the truth remains that humans, selfish as we are, channel our strongest emotions to the other end if not reciprocrated. since you have already given in at least deep down, and the other party simply fools around with it or fails to sense it, well wouldn't you feel frustrated, disappointed and then totally put off? haha i guess if you dont' understand what i'm blabbering about, forgive girls. they are really complicated beings. and it just popped into my mind 'ignorance is bliss'. i argue otherwise though. the ignorant perceive bliss.

Pensive Pris

i smiles at you and the world is alwights (:

there's really a very fine, thin line between love and dislike. haha as coughsomeonehasanalysedcough :] but sometimes i feel this strange tenacity, this elasticity to love infinitely and passionately and to feel so irked to the very depths of my soul. i think i'm just beginning to grasp my own concept of love and obviously i'm not going to try to decipher it here in this great, vast unknown (:

but i've been thinking.

everyone's getting attached leftrightcentreupsidedown and obviously there's the pressure to capitulate. but everytime i feel my heart waver, i feel it try to hop, jump, skip away from me, it's nonetheless reined in by questions that keep me grounded. if i'm as yet unable to fully love God, my friends, my family, my dearest dearest close ones to the extent that they should and they DESERVE to be loved, what gives me the right to think i can love someone else as fiercely and as strongly as what they should truly receive?

precisely, i don't have such liberties. YET. :D but if it's just a headlong blindless plummage into loverland, it's really not the least bit fair to him or to myself. obviously i'll never be perfect enough but it'll work out. in His own special time (((:

so till then! i'll entrust my heart to God and just know that someday OVER THE RAINBOW :D you'll see.

fleeting thoughts

haven't blogged for sometime, quite apparently i was ultra pissed off with swearish ppl the last time, yup but i'm in a rather gd mood now, haha finally gao ding int hist essay, eom, parts of written report.. basically cleared the stuff at hand. but sometimes u wonder, do u live each day simply to fulfil the stuff dumped onto u from ytd, and thinking abt tmr's more work? sounds like a narrow-minded ant always hurrying abt his daily duties without appreciating the bigger picture. but then again, wad does bigger picture equal to for us? our idealistic dreams? our childhood aspirations? our simple wish to be loved and love? aiyoh i can feel myself practically floating in mid-air, cos we ultimately have to be jiao ta shi di. the reality is promos are in 4 weeks' time. :(

Poetic Pris (haha nice alliteration!)

i absolutely abhor and detest and am repelled by people who swear unceasingly without rhyme or reason for purely the sake of lacing their conversations with this so-called sophisticated air. you know what? they are awfully wrong! it just makes them seem terribly uncouth people who have no sense of propriety and gets on my nerves big time!

PissedoffPris

sometimes when i say my shoulders ache
it just means
DON'T. TOUCH. ME.

and i'm going to be a stick in the mud,
i'm going to be utterly fiery and feisty
and stick my chin out at the world.
and i'm going to stick by what i believe in
for that's what makes me ME
and i fully intend to stay that way
mugger or otherwise
noone's cramping my style
SO. THERE.

aiyoh. ghost!

our VERY SMALL class sitting at the track!

MACHO girls and uh STAMFORD RAFFLES guys? :D

photo spreeeeeeee! but alot of photos are BLURRY ))))))))))))): aieessss, see la bad photographer! haha ooops later someone come and chui me! :]

anyways, can still make out our handsome/chio faces, so all's well! haha i think i still have QUITE ALOT of other photos unposted and posts unfinished! ): but haha let the photos speak for themselves, since my manymanymany photos are in such hot demand, i shall accede to all the fan requests :D

heh. and i love musicals! especially old Broadway ones, like the ones they show on Arts Central, those in b&w. Singing in the Rain was like my first musical and i absolutely fell in love with the songs and dancing and the way the plot unfolded through theatrics and drama and music! sure beats any old cinema movie ANY DAY :D and My Fair Lady was awesome too, haha brings to mind sec 3 [P.R.OD.U.C.T.I.O.N.]! so please, people with nice taste and who want to make me extremely happy, wave those musical tickets! and i wanna watch Annie! the song's uber cutexxxxxxxxx :D

-anne

just one look and i can hear a bell ring

one more look and i forget everything

oh oh oh oh

mamma mia, here i go again!

P6GEP 2002!

poxy, half of audrey, puhui, jojo, darho!

resident camwhorers at the nice greeny board :D

ben&jerry's buddies!

YAYYY! today we had awesome p6GEP reunion, where we met the teachers, got interviewed, caught up with each toehr reminiscing about old times (where so many of our memories seemed to involve the silly esacapdes and happenings of a certain someone XD), did wonderful body-spelling (courtesy of the guys), jumped for no particular reason but to join the body-spelling guys :DDDDDD, ate lunch, complained about school, freaked out over how we didn't know what to do with our lifes, annoyed the foodcourt ppl with our constant changing of seats and REALISED HOW MUCH WE MISSED EACH OTHER :))

haha and we camwhored like we can camwhore, with darren ho the experienced camwhorer who realised that "to keep your memories, we have to be bold or daring or bu yao lian " or somethign to that tune anyway. :D

body-spelling was the cool! credit goes to darren and zhiwen who conspiratorically told the teachers they wanted airtime at the end of the interviews. to which the teachers (who know us OH SO WELL) replied something along the lines of is it weird or smth haha. yayy so the guys bodyspelt i heart GEP and we randomly jumped at the end just to obscure their faces :D but the P of GEP tried to jump too HAHAHAHAH darren!

yay then we had lunch where pox and i realised koky is very nice to suan :D haha and we

-interjection-

this post has been lingering in the draft folder for EONS and i realise that everyone's waiting for photos haha and they can;t really be bothered what words come package with it. so yes, i will continue my WORDY passgae some other time! and post all the pics now. even though i'm reminded that i still have 6q nat day photos and class outing and unfinished p6GEP photos to post! oh the joys and trials of camwhoring to SUCH an extent (((:

i think i've just found my no.1 pet peeve. ooh yet another step towards self-actualisation! (: mmhm i absolutely abhor uncouthness, and it's in its most unsettling and irate form when people swear. when something of earth-shattering significance happens and it just SO happens to slip past yr lips, i can still understand. but when it's for absolutely no rhyme nor reason, no call or cause, it's one of the most putting-off thing that i will EVER come across.

maybe it's just me, maybe i'm just too stiff and uptight about this, too overly inflexible and unseeing. but i believe in what i believe in and do i even dare say this, but in every aspect it's my right. i'm probably coming across as really self-righteous and pompous now, but what can i say but i really feel this way. [haha it rhymes!] and it's just this slowly simmering ache within me that just needed to have expression given to it.

and there, i've done it. for myself, and in utter defiance to what others may think, i STILL feel this way.

-anne

haha muddddday frisbee comps! which were funfunfun even though ahemahemahem :D haha and let me present to you an impossible task FIND ME! hoho how wonderfully amusing ironies are :D and yes, i played and was muddy okay but i cleaned up nicely unlike the others HAHA. and squishing in the mud actually felt quite therepeutic after the intial 0.0 at the extent of muddiness (((:

i think i have alot of things to say, but they're just lodged somewhere between my heart and my head and typing doesn't seem to pry it any looser. so well, goodnight! or morning for that matter

hands so empty

yet a heart so full

assure me once again

that Your promise always holds true (:

-anne

waltzing around like mary-flipping-poppins!

Quote for the day

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. -- Mark Twain

MIDNIGHT TALKS ROCK MY WHITE, BLUE, ORANGE, PINK PINK PINK PINK SOCKS!

yeaaaaahhh. class camp was awesomeawesomeawesome. even though sandfly bites are so totally notawesomenotawesomenotaweseom. ):

BUT.

anyway SIXX QQQQ is the bomb! midnight convo was so open so refreshing and refreshing, even though ehe obviously there'll be coughcough moments. (: but seriously, maybe it was how to darkness just obscured everything, or how the ubin air just made everything seemed slightly surreal or maybe just cause we lost too much bloood to the mosquitoes/sandflies/whatnot and felt light-headed, BUT WHATEVER THE REASON, we shared openly, truthfully, and that was what mattered (:

so many things happened in the course of this week that i really don't know what to write. my linguistic abilities have failed me, deserted me for the orange pongo stick heading with my passport for lands over the hills and far away. :D it's okay i haven't gone daft.

not much.

yea i hate to blog mundanely, so until i find the right ambience to blog in, i'll just post pretty poetry :D tt was composed under the influence of bharshas [or however you spell it] sagging in the rain

a dainty unfurling of leaflets,
precise and point-prefect in its petiteness.
it gently sways in time to the mild winds,
mindful of the caress upon its surface.
it's beautiful in a way that only it can be
brilliant in its special understated appeal.
it's tried growing a few flowers, pushing forth
tender buds of pigments
trying to illicit a greater response and maybe
just fit in a little more with the lilies and hibiscuses
but the flowers wilt in time and butterflies flutter off
it's content with the greenness of its finery
and shyly displays its frock
but alas!
the gentle breeze turns upon itself
and works up into a gale
leaf blades thrash wildly, violently
and lash out at the leaflets on display
a reflex action that can't be stopped
and the green petals close up intuitively, suddenly and certainly
it's no more than a bunch of nettles now
forlorn and almost abhorrent in its skimpy offerings
the petals close ever more tightly
and it sags to the ground
ugly and destitute and nothing more to like than its personality
but who would wait around for its finery to unfold again?

-anne

Manquer

Qu'est-ce que c'est 'manquer'?
C'est-à-dire penser à quelqu'un toute le temps, et sentir triste quelquefois, mais il faut que on ne peut pas révéler.
Enfin,
je
me
rends
compte
ce sentiment.

FOP!

Dedicated to 08S05A

I have just a few words to say
I absolutely love my new class 08SO5Aw
hose teacher is Mrs. Lim-Bay
where there are a couple of guys who are rather gay
It's long past the month of May
So as we grow to know each other better day by day
And if you are ever not feeling okay
hopefully there's someone in class to make you feel less gray
I believe our friendship is priceless, no money can pay
So come what may
After two years, when we finally go on each separate way,
I truly hope that our wonderful two years' memories would remain affirmed in clay XD

Pris

A song always on my mind

Moon River,
wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker,
you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

My favourite tune for now!
Pris

Silence is golden

Hi there to all those out there who actually read this blog! This is the wonderful MIA super long co-owner, well the title says it out.. silence is golden, so please don't fault me for keeping silent for such a long while. I dont' like the idea of writing with an audience in mind, or like having to write to impress/confirm others' perception/fit in context. simply put it, i'm just blabbering off what's on my mind.

Have you ever felt like what you have taken for granted, the life you have been leading suddenly falls apart? say that i'm being awfully negative, or just another teenage angsty post, i should think otherwise. i'm just like sharing my two cents worth of thoughts. perhaps i should not be such a stark contrast to my super bubbly co-owner, well but i really can't help it! so yes, we have heard about people feeling blue, points in life where everything seems bleak, or how you can feel alone in the crowd of empty faces, but when all this is merely imagination and talk, the experience just somehow doesn't resonate so well inside you.

honestly, reality is not nice at all. then you wonder, if one day you fall into this pit, and even the friends you once talked/joked/crapped with seem to be masked strangers, the satifsfaction of your favourite hobbies sap away, how do you ever get out of it? it's like being sucked into the middle of a thunderstorm, the whirlwinds of life constantly revolving around you, maybe the key to warm sunshine is just beyond that 'solid' wall but when you are trapped inside, how do you know where to find that key?

nowadays, you would call all that depression. but what exactly is this word all about? is it really just a deeper degree of sadness? surely there is more to that, but the strange thing is, everyone has gone through some version of it, yet it is wilfully joked about when someone goes, 'aiyah i'm feelin depressed'. does that person really know what it is like to feel that way? i think it is like an artist who is disgusted at the touch of his paintbrush, or the pianist who hears only jarring notes on his keyboard. it is a life wasting away without music, without laughter; without soulmates; like a path that says 'no return, no future'.

But it is in times like this that your own future lies in your very hands. let the problem take care of itself, and sooner or later you lose to the problem. force yourself to wake up, and maybe there still might be a shimmering of hope. but the battle is only half-won. it is like being in a coma for years, and suddenly when you wake up, you try so hard to fit in again. the friends now drifted away, the opportunities maybe lost, the relationship ties gone cold - who can teach the 'revived' how to pick up their broken pieces once more?

it is easy to judge others, this is very cliche. but when you know how it is like to be judged, would you hold back that tongue of yours for another second? i believe that everyone wants to be loved deep down. if economics assumes that the individual is always a rational consumer, my theory follows that every individual is a vulnerable soul. it just depends on how you package yourself - act tough to hide the vulnerability or show it and be precisely like that.

we often envy others for what they are. why can so-and-so get along so easily with other people? how does so-and-so balance academic excellence and social circle so well? if only so-and-so could be my aherm aherm. but surely so-and-so is plagued with his/her share of problems too? wouldn't it be great to one day realise that everyone is fretting over the same problems? maybe then, you wouldn't feel so alone. but because it is natural to think that you are the only one sunken in the mud, you continue to let yourself sink in and downwards, while others too are actually in the next mudpit doing the same thing. funny logic?

but there are always exceptions. best friends for one are there for a reason. to cultivate mutual trust, to share each other's sentiments, to understand each other and give in even when you might not agree, to be kind and sincere. this is the recipe for friendship - long, lasting, loving (in a friend like manner). i suppose this is only then that the lonely souls out there, need not fret further, because a best friend can be the whole world to you. if you feel down, he/she will be there and through him/her, the door back to the rest of the world can be easily opened up. in your best friend, lies the key.

just because you feel alone
it doesnt mean you should moan
just so you know there is a phone
to call a friend back home
together you have slowly grown
this friend is the best you would ever have known

What can I say after all that rambling, I just realised how great my best-est friend Joanne is. It's not silence that is golden. I think, it is friendship that is truly golden.

Pris

ipod. imode. imac. ibook. IHAPPYNOW. :D


and yes shoutout to MIA BLOG CO-OWNER, my dearest lalapox! hohox to think that the name Darren christened you with stayed till today :D and he called me like what? gui chen. thank God that never stuck around long enough! HEE :D


anyway i love my bestestestestestestestest friend who's stayed by me through everything, through bananas, lemons, tofus, orange squashes, muahchees, losers, shes, pancakes, MEEPOK WITH CHILLI! ahahahahahahaahhHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. :D :D :D for everything you've done, just being there, being so comfortable with each other, to how everything just spills out. and everything is E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. in every single possible aspect of the word. through our squash sessions, france/china separation, RS, cmps and whatnot, God has just blessed this girlish best friendship so awesomely. (: have a greatbrilliantfantabulous 17th year! and may i continually harass you on the phone, with the encouragement of YOUR MOM :D :D :D :D and may cable stop showing any shows from the 9-10pm slot so we can yak our heads off more! hahaha yay


i feel so blessed with so many deardeardear friends, so close to my heart. it doesn't even matter whether or not we're from the same school or not and it doesn't matter how often i see or do not see them. it only matters that i LOVE them and they LOVE me [at least they better!] :D


yay shall post prettay pictures of newyorknewyork outing! where they make supreme mushroom cappucino soup! MM YUM :D








Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You're

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
I am Yours

Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear'
Cause I am Yours
I am Yours (:

-anne

i'm so sorry
i really really really am
there's this queer ache inside of me right now
a dull throbbing emotion that i cant quite place my finger on
quarts of guilt mingled with sadness and inability
sloshed all around in fits of emotion
i think i'm the one to break the silence
i know i hold the key
but the user manual's been lost for ages
and i don't remember how to fit it into the keyhole any longer
it's times like these when sorry isn't the hardest word to say
sorry is the hardest action to portray
and when you've unknowingly, unwittingly wielded the instrument of hurt
you realise too late,
that it's a double edged sword that you're holding
and that you bleed just as much

i'm sorry i've been so selfish with my heart
Lord, help me to right my wrongs
and help me to cauterise as best as i know how
the hurts i've been responsible for
and Lord, help me to be Your sunbeam

COUGHS grace i have rectified my noobness COUGHS

and blogger is DAFT. it doesn't have the exact same shade of pink as my background! pfft

andand CTs are overrrrrr!! *beams* and i've been wasting alot of my time and money slacking around and doing nothing. how in the world my money disappears even when i'm not doing anything, is a whole new concept untouched and unfounded as yet. :D haha anyway thursday was a blast, after the SCREWY physics paper which i shan't go into morbid detail about. FINALLY met up with poxpoxpoxpoxpoxpox! and we had totally refreshing girltalk, about this, that and the other, all in true-blue girl fashion :) and we did ALOT of nooby things, which i can't remembered now! but yeah alotta noob stuff. this blogpost is getting to be very sian. i am also very sian. i am wastign time online before i go out for gorgeous dinner with puff, chengs, yuanzzzz! this is such a nonsense post.

oh yeah and then we had brillaint dinner on thurs with lei sitii and joooks! at plaza sing! which was the NOOBIEST AFFAIR ON EARTH! everybody, raise your hand, stick out your index finger, point to siti PLEASE! heeheeee, siti and i are like at the lowest level of the suan-ment chain :( :( :( :( :( but it's okay, cause we bring love joy and laughter into the lifes of those around us! BUT I'M SO SIAN NOWWWWWW somebardyyyy bring love joy and laughter into my life nowwwwwwww. ANYWAY, i was enlightened about stuff. which was quite educational. but quite traumatising as well. look people, I AM GROWING UP and UNDERSTANDING the thigns of the world! but i don't want to. this is such a totally convoluted post that i shall just say bye now and go bathe and choose prettypretty clothes to wear out. YAYYY!! :D

SUCH a disappointment
make an effort, why don't you?
it hurts to see how it seemed like we were all so happily bonded at the beginning of the year
it's a shame really
but maybe guys just reallyreallyreally think very differently from girls
or maybe you all just find us OTT
but
it's okay cause no matter what
there's always a but
to fit at the end of every rant
a'but' that gives hope
:)

goodness. i can't believe i'm blogging AGAIN. this is getting to be a little habitual haha. i feel like putting up a neon billboard and saying WATCH THIS SPACE! in garish colours, but i've a hunch it 1) won't go down well with the well-mannered audience :D 2) afore-mentioned well mannere-ed audience would happily number 0 after my little repartee and fling with Mr tasteless billboard. :D

ANYWAY.

today! i! went! for! chem! consult! :D which actually translates into crazy noob sessions with SITII [who else, seriously :D:D:D] and GRACE and WEIXIAN. oh and GRACE'S beloved! haha and i must SO post about grace!

siti: so. how long did you spend talking to him? -insert askance glances and smothered giggles between siti and joanne-
grace: about two hours. WOOHOO! *tosses head*
siti and joanne: *blinks* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH

heeheeeheeeeeeee. i shall try to be cool from now on and start a new trend. instead of sayign heehee or haha or cancan or yesyes, i shall say heesquared or ha squared or can squared, you get my drift. :D haha. i mean hasquared. was reminded of this by kok-squared! which was a lead-on from the bee-yoo-tee-fully touching card from lynette, and puff and.. AHHH I MISS MY 411! but 6Q ROCKS ALL MY PINK SOCKS! <3

haha [pongs i keep forgetting to use hasquared] and today was. COUGH. well the front-er part of today. be still thy thudding heart. ah whatever. i'll just be content that my whole life is in God's hands and He watches over me and every single turn my life takes. and somewhere [over the rainbow :)] He's watching over my special someone too. :) it's wonderful to know that God's in control over EVERY SINGLE BITTY ITTY thing and that no matter what, i'm as loved as possible by Him already. <3

heehee SHOUTOUT TO SITI MAH LOVEE! haha girl talks work wodners and yay we're so in the same boat/league/crocodile-infested-treacherous-waters! :) yay i love you loads *huggles*

-anne
alternating between hot/cold/hot/cold/hot/cold doesn't make for happy living nor happily ever afters

-edit- haha picture removed due to how someone thinks we don't look glam enough XD


oh my. blogger either 1) hates my photos or 2) my photos are TOO BIIIIGGG and they take eons to upload! X( either way, it spells annoyance in its most raw form.



anyway. i realised i kinda like it that this blog has a really select audience. haha not so much exclusive as lazy-to-tell-ppl-about-it. :D but it makes things so much easier, when you know that even though it's on a public space, practically noone will really read it. haha but i'm told there are lurkers. :/ which will forever remain a niggling thought at the back of me head. which is a good thing too! or else i'll be spilling my guts, heart, and other unsightly innards out on this space. which is SO TOTALLY NOT FETCH. :D heehee. but i think cryptic poems work the best. *beams*



a shaft of light filters down from above,
illuminates a small square patch of wood
shifting brilliance as sunbeams quiver in the air
it gives a little childish wriggle and bounces away.
hop
skip
jump
and yet another square stirs to life
it traces a path across the floor

nudging nooks and crannies into sleepy awakence.
dust bunnies unfurl themselves and scatter away into nothingness
darkness impales itself on a glint of ray
strength doesn't come in numbers
one solitary sunbeam chases away the gloom battalion
and leaves its formations in disarray
hop
skip
jump


sometimes, you necessitate heart MCs

i don't want to get conned!
but you're making it oh-so-hard

haha ohh yes this week has been the BUSIEST week of my hols so far! busy in going out terms haha in productive terms :D

and it's been overload-joanne-on-frisbee-week! and joanne is starting to fall madly in love with frisbee :D and joanne realises that talking about herself from the 3rd person point of view is a pretty refreshing change. and joanne realises too, too late, that she's starting to have a penchant for ranting incoherently about matters others couldn't care less about. :D

but anyway LOVE LOADS to jingli <3 [my dearly beloved puff!], tim <3, ben oi <3, ben wong <3, rachel <3, vidya <3! haha i don't think most of them come here anyway but it's okay everybody needs love (: and i shall post pics of frisbee soon!

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back?
Would you cry if you saw me cry?
And would you save my soul, tonight?

Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this.
Now would you die for the one you loved?
Hold me in your arms, tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.

Would you swear that you'll always be mine?
Or would you lie? would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care... you're here tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.

Oh, I just want to hold you.
I just want to hold you.
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care...You're here tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by your forever.
You can take my breath away.

I can be your hero.
I can kiss away the pain.
And I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
You can take my breath away.

I can be your hero.

haha was lookign at my old videos of 411 chalet where we sang this song and ohh how it brings back memories (:
would you create new ones for me then?

-anne