Friday 23rd july

Huh, I just found out that i don't actually have to write down the date as my title anymore. great. but, either way, i'll still continue with whatever i'm doing now anyway.(which is writing down the date even if it's already there.)
So, let's see, oh yeah, chloe's Birthday-Tomorrow. you Do know that i am completely stressed out to bonkers land about this. I mean, first of all there's the thing about cakes, presents, and well, just basically stuff. Which is sooo not helping me at all. i mean, i DO want to be a completely stress free person, you know, just lying down...somewhere...admiring...something. Well, you get the point. I am, after all, not the kind of person to rush everything up, unless it's last minute homework, which i do everyday, hmm, this is a bad comparison. i think. it is a comparison isn't it? Ah well, who cares. Plus, tomorrow is going to be like Rush Hour 3. except for the fact that we're going to be chasing after buses, not bad guys in tights. Still, it is supposed to be a surprise party, for chloe, which is why i am depending heavily on the fact that she would never read my blog. Well, at least i hope. i think. ok, this is not making any sense.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) Ask Dad for G9 camera
2) Ask Dad for $$$
3) Ask Dad to drive me to church 2morrow
4) Ask Dad to Drive me to Chloe's
5) Wow- Dad isn't going to be very happy.

Wednesday 21st july

In art club, again, well yeah, get used to it, because i'm going to be in here for quite some time. So, our school's 50th anniversary is coming up this friday, but seriously, what is the point of celebrating some dumb old anniversary for some non living thing like, the school?! I mean, it isn't like interesting or anything. But, OBVIOUSLY, it does mean a lot to our principal since he's willing enough to let people skip classes because of 50th anniversary practice. What's all that about? it's just a SHOW, not some trip MARS. Well, speaking of birthdays, this sunday is Chloe' birthday, and well, i'm sure you've guessed what SBP is, i mean, you're not that dumb, right? hmm.. i might take that back, well, so anyway, i've decided to let you all into the secret, since the chance of chloe glancing over at my blog is as big as a monkey has of typing out the whole Volumes of Sherlock Holmes(wow that is a long comparison) and well, only Jairia occasionally reads this. So SBP stands for Surprise Birthday Party, yeah, i know, lame. But it is actually not as lame as you think. (BTW, if you have absolutely no idea what the hell i'm talking about, read my older posts.) well, yeah, i'll tell you all the details this sunday, after everything happens, and maybe, i'll get us some pictures as well. yeah. k, bye.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) defrost fingers( due to air-con temperature, i yes, i am only typing with one finger, but fortunately, i'm quite good at this, except for the 'shift' parts.)
2)Call gin fang about SBP.
3)Mail letter to chloe.( it's actually all our birthday cards for her put together. yeah. only that the envelope is silver in colour with the address written in permanent marker ink, and that we'd end up with a very, very, confused postman.)

Sunday 18th july

I am, practically flying over the valley of boredom-ness and over the hills of crappy. Why should Sunday had ever been invented?! I mean, it isn't exactly very Sunny, is it? In fact, it was pouring today, and yes, as usual, i got my feet all wet on the way to tuition. Oh yes, and i've got lovely school to look forward to tomorrow. I am, practically a whirlpool of sadness and despair. And, once again, by order of the council of boredom-ness, i hereby declare that i have absolutely nothing to write about. So, i'll just be off toodledidum into my sleeping headquarters. Or as some people call it, bed.
TO-DO-LIST:
1)Fly away into the valley of sleepy issues.
2)get a life
3)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????NEW HOBBY!!!!????

Friday 16th july

BREAKING NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just found this really cool 1980's british 50 pence in some mouldy old drawer!!!!!! Yeah, so maybe it doesn't sound like much, but take a look at this sentence which i found on the web:

"A British 1980 cupro-nickel Fifty New Pence (QE II)(Proof FDC), uncirculated and in absolute mint condition could fetch up to £2 GBP. "

Doesn't that sound really cool? well, from what i've heard from my grandpa,(who is now in singapore) a hundred shillings is practically £1. So i'm really making a 200% profit if i sell this one. hmm.. i wonder if i should start collecting coins. Nah, it's too nerd-ish for my taste.
So, anyway, i've started reading the complete set of Sherlock Holmes, and it's quite interesting really, despite those freakishly large words that only rich people use back in like, 1870, well, yeah, besides that.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!
2) Call Tammy.
3) stop drinking bubble tea (you know, i don't think i'm really going to take this "TO-DO-LIST" thing seriously.)
4) Stop writing 'stop drinking bubble tea, because let's just face it, i'm NEVER EVER GOING TO STOP DRINKING BUBBLE TEA NO MATTER WHAT.(Unless there's this apocalypse and meteorites are falling everywhere and all the bubble tea stores have been destroyed.)

thursday 15th july..after school

man i'm bored. well, i won't be staying at home for long now, since i'm going out wiht tammy later for Chlo's SBP ( yeah, i still can't tell you what it is since there is a 0.0000001% chance of chloe reading my blog. don't worry, i'll tell you next Sunday, if i'm free) Hmm, well, since i can't exactly tell you what i'm doing, i can't really write much. Oh well.

wednesday 14th july.

In art club now. oh yeah, and you might be wondering why i can be on the computer right now, well, just as it so happens, today is a sort of slack-ish day in art club( surprise surprise), and i am now in the com lab, since we were supposed to be scanning our drawings today. Oh, and i feel that i must tell you something, if you were wondering why i'm not saying anything impolite and negative, I have once and for all swore that i will not type anything vulgar-ish( Crap is not a vulgar word Jairia.) and such. Man my hands are freezing, what is the point of air-con when you're going to freeze anyway? any more now, i'm going to lose all my fingers, and trust me, I DO WANT MY FINGERS. So, either way, today was sort of boring and all. i mean-oh right, i'm supposed to be positive about stuff and everything. well, ok, let me just repeat it again. well, today was ok, and it was actually quite fun. i ate stuff. and i read some stuff. and talked. and- ok, this is not working out for me. So, let me just start all over again.
Today was a seriously slack-ish, HORRIBLE, freezing day, as i am now slacking since i'm now as bored as goldfish in a tiny fish bowl. Oh wait, the teacher is coming. finally. i mean, what does he expect us to do for an hour? sleep? How dumb can you- oh right, be positive, be polite. fine. ok, so the teacher, on the bright side didn't give us anything to do, so, well, i'd rather be bored than to be stuffed up with loads of crap to do( and i feel as if i must remind you again, Jairia, crap IS NOT A VULGAR WORD,well, except for those stuck up british-no offense, but if you happen to be one, BTW, i Lurrve your accent, and wow, nice haircut.) So, anyway, i suppose i am boring you with all this talk that isn't going anywhere, but please, i am as you can obviously tell, very, very bored. and this is what bored people to the extreme do.( well, besides throwing themselves off something.)
TO-DO-LIST:
1)Math ws.
2) Stop drinking bubble tea.
3) call acacia about tomorrow's meeting on project: Chlo's SBP( and again, i must not tell you what it is as it is something confidential.) Hah, the FBI would sooo hire me.

Tuesday 6th june.

you know, i seriously feel sort of, weird, you know, like that feeling when you feel hungry but you don't feel like eating, and you just don't feel like doing anything at all, and ok- so this is going nowhere.
oh yes, about the family carnival last saturday, well, it was ok, i guess, i mean, we did sell out EVERYTHING, well, at least that was what i heard. i wasn't actually planning on doing anything there, but in the end, i just did the advertising part, you know, the part where you stand on a chair and scream something out, or whatever.
well, i really did spend most of my freaking time queuing up for the HAUNTED HOUSE that everyone was talking about, and trust me, the queue was so long that even a teacher in a particularly bad mood won't even fit in enough swear words into a sentence that long.
i was like queueing up for two hours when suddenly, they started packing up and said that they were closing up or something. and i was like,"don't give me that crap" but they did, anyway. seriously, i QUEUED TWO HOURS FOR IT AND SOME PEOPLE EVEN CUT THE BLOODY QUEUE AND THEY WENT FIRST, oh yeah, you can obviously tell that i'm pissed, in fact, i'm so pissed that even if you flew off to mars, i'd still be haunting you down like no tomorrow. and by the way, we kicked HAUNTED HOUSES' BUTT in the money making department. oh yes, revenge is sweet, which is sooo not what idiots tell you nowadays, they'd say crap like,"oh no, you shouldn't take on any revenge, that's horrible," And i'd be like,"shut up and let me make them suffer.' ok, so maybe i'm not that cruel, except to boys, since i'm that type of girl that'll say shove off when a guy is blocking my way, and besides, they deserve it, who's the one being bossy now? me, that is. ok that doesn't even make any sense, oh well.

TO-DO-LIST:
1) not be mean to the OTHER GENDER.(notice it's in capital form, i don't even know what that means, but it looks cool.)
2) Stop drinking bubble tea.
3) Homework-oh wait, there isn't any, HOORAY!!!(well, except this Bio worksheet, ah, who cares.)
4) Plan Chloe's BP.(notice its in code form, since it's supposed to be a surprise.)
5) clean room,(seriously, you can hardly see the floor nowadays, i think i'd better clean up for a change.)

2nd July Friday.

So, i know ihaven't exactly been posting much, but you know, i do need a break some time, and besides, my dear old dad had banned me from com for a week. ( not that i didn't play com for a week, it's more like he didn't see me play com for a week, sneaky, i know.) So, anyway, tomorrow's going to be our school's carnival. to raise money for our air-conditioning project, since we are so tragically poor, and stuff. i mean, what's the point of having some dumb carnival when you've got to use money to rent out a tent and pay for stuff to sell when we could have just donated money to the school and then we can forget about this whole 'carnival' thing. i mean, you know, it's not that i'm not hardworking-ish, it's just that it could probably save pretty much everything we would have spent if we went with the carnival idea. ok, this is getting really boring, but anyway, something really really really embarrassing happened today.
So it was during IPW classes,(you know, i'm not exactly sure i should post this on somewhere so excruciatingly private, but whatever.) and wei qian was like using her fingers to tap on the table, like.."tap tap tap tap" none stop. seriously, you would have done the same thing if you were me. i mean, it was just SO ANNOYING, you know, like if you were eating and suddenly this ant comes up and runs around, and you feel like smacking-ok, not getting to the point here. so anyway, i was like,"stop it." and she was like,"No." and she continued tapping and then i said,"stop it" and she was like,"No." so i just pried her fingers away from the table and she was like struggling to tap again, and well, i don't really blame the teacher for hinting that we were sort of lezzie, i mean, we were HOLDING HANDS, IN CLASS, and it was all dark and stuff. oh gosh, just thinking of it makes we want to puke all my guts out. argh. and by the way, if you're reading this, and you just happen to be a fellow 103 pupil, there, the whole story, the truth, spelled out word by word, not like that dumb version of the story the teacher suppressed onto you, so please, don't get pissed. and by the other way, if you happen to be wei qian, i just want to say,
IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU
IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU
IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU
IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and if you happened to be some stranger who just happened to be passing by, don't get the idea that i'm that kind of grudge-ish person, because i'm not, and wei qian, i'll never ever ever, i repeat never going to forget what you did to me. now have a nice-ish day.