12:59...home

Goodmorning to you goody people of good people-ish land!!!!!!!!
So, yesterday's morning was spent with chloe, Tammy and her brother, Terry, baking cookies for teacher's day. It went quite well. except for the fact that The cookies were cracked up and looked exactly like as if an earthquake had struck them, and that we had just dumped the whole lot of cookies into the icing mixture instead of Coating them carefully with a spoon. It turned out ok. I think. Well, hopefully, our teacher will not get food poisoning. Which, well, is not at all good. since, you know. I wonder if she'd actually dare to eat something that we made though, Since it really does, look like fried snow.
So, anyway, I haven't exactly been posting stuff up regularly since my life is a total bore, and that absolutely nothing interesting has happened. Unless you count me having instant mac-n-cheese for breakfast something, then i have nothing to tell you.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) Stop drinking bubble tea. Seriously. Chloe said that i'd have cancer if i drank too much. oo-er.
2) GET A NEW HOBBY!!!!!!!

11:52pm....home

Argghhh. I'm as tired as Tammy on sleeping pills. Plus, i've got to wake up super early, like as in, 7.30am Since Chloe and tammy are coming over to bake cookies with me for teacher's day. Hopefully, I will not end up with a bowl of flour, baking soda and Embarrassment tomorrow. Imagine giving my teacher a bowl of utter failure on teacher's day. groovy.
And i have to go now, unfortunately for you, my little chumettes, as i have to sleep. good night.

Home...2.43p.m.

Well. hmm. I just found out who read my diary. well, strictly speaking, it's more of a notebook, really, where i jolt down stuff that people don't care about so that when i'm like old, and rich, i can write a book or something. I do sound like an idiot though. ah well. Anyway, I have no intentions what so ever to talk about this, since, anyone can see this. Oh sure, you might say that i'm a selfish git who doesn't understand the meaning of,'hey you! share!'. But, seriously, Let me give you some tips on life.
1) Don't ever bring a notebook which you wrote stuff that could actually make money when you grow older and leave it under the desk for a day. because, people might steal your ideas and use them against you. which, is not nice.
2) vinegar and fishball noodles are nice.
3) ok, that was very, very, random.
4) Be really nice to people you absolutely hate, so that when they finally get used to it, you'd be able to smash them to bits under the attack of surprise.
5) that was really random too. nevermind.

So, on escaping art-club-wise, I have absolutely no news yet. But today, during assembly, The global initiative group(GIG) came up to do a presentation on themselves. Which was good, since i could compare stuff that they do so that when i present my idea to the principle, He wouldn't just send me over to the GIG and be done with it. Which would mean endless boredom in a tiny room with no air-con. Arghh. i'm so busted. Pants, I hate this. a lot. ok, i have to stop talking before i become some emo person who sits in a corner doing jumping jacks to pass time.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) ARGHHHHHHH!!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, MR. PRINCIPAL!!!!! LET ME START THE GROUP ALREADY SO THAT I CAN START PLANING MY ESCAPE!!!!!!!

Home...6.26p.m.

Argghh. Nice day to start off the week. Someone saw my diary!!!! as in literally read it! not taking like, a quick peek or something. See, i taped the whole thing up so that i would know if anyone read it...and, well, i just found out that it wasn't exactly the best idea. Since the first page is like torn apart. I wonder who's that desperate to read my Diary? Hopefully it's the cleaner, whom i am very sure i will not meet, ever.
On the brighter side of things, they showed us our marks for Bio and Geography, and i guess i did quite well. i hope.
And on a more violent matter, I am now most probably going to be a war general. Not literally, though, or i might have the chance of getting pierced by a battle sword. So, in my oh-so-desperate attempts to escape art club, I grouped up with two seniors who have the absolute intention of quitting too, and we brainstormed on ideas of forming a new club while punching clay in the face. as in, really, punching clay. yeah...so, in the end we've decided on starting an environment club, which has absolutely zero funds to provide, plus, it's 'community service'. I mean, we are going to plant trees on our school grounds which is practically the sahara dessert. and we're going to pick up liter on the beach...hmm. sounds fun. don't you think? painting dustbins...visiting the animal shelter. hmm.this is going to be much more work than i had expected.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) Send Club proposal to principal.
2) call acacia for thursday's meeting
3) STOP DRINKING BUBBLE TEA!!!!!
4) Ask dad to buy fan for computer room. it's practically boiling already.

Home...6.22pm END OF EXAMS!!!!!!!

Yippeedoodlle and merry to all the lovely chococakes. The end of the exam-black-holey week has finally come!!!!!!!!!!!!!! today was Chinese and it went horribly!!! great, i'm just too over the rainbow to put exclamation marks on something that would very muchus spell doom in my future. Yeah, ok, so i didn't exactly think i did that well today, but, as i so righteously say to myself. It is not the end of my life. I most probably wouldn't even need to say anything much in chinese. Unless China has taken over the world and we are all forced to say it in whatever we do. Which, frankly, i can't see happening. The only thing quite moody that happened today was well, why not have another sneeky-poke at my diary? it'll do me so much good as all i have to do is to just type down everything instead of forming words in my busy-ish brain.
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20/8/10
9.46am -Recess.
Of all things that anyone would ever say to me before a nervy chinese test. During first period, sarong lady came into my class, all so rudely knocking on the door when all of us were busy revising-play-type stuff. And she called out loudly, looking directly at me in the face," Come out here for a bit, i need to talk to you." Oh so like i'm so very free with absolutely nothing to do. Which i was. but that isn't the point. So anyway, i went out and she said that i had to see the DM (tiger Tan, or plainly speaking, discipline master.) after school since i did not register myself for the attendance. So ok, i admit. I mean, the queue was so devastatingly long. What was i supposed to do? Stand there and not do anything? I almost wanted to scream at her. Gosh, some people can be so un-sensetive. Why would anyone tell someone that they had to see this really creepy and fierce as a tiger on mad pills person just before they take an exam that they are really crap at?!
So anyway, i said ok. and i totally blanked out like a correction tape during the test. typical.

12.45pm-classroom
Going to see the DM now. i think my legs are going to jelly themselves into nothing. Wei Qian has agreed to come with me but she said she'll observe me far away. she does not want to get the spit of flame on her hair.

1.34pm-canteen,lunch
So i just went to the DM. which turned out quite okay. He just said something about something, and then said something about why we were-er, something. Well, okay, so i didn't really pay much attention to him. i was too busy replaying out the theme song from,' spongebobsquarepants' in my head. This keeps out stuff that i do not want to know about from my precious brain. Well, anyway, he just gave me a quick warning and said hastily,"Go away now." when two other boys approached him. Oh yeah, you bet i listened to their conversation. I pretended to drop something so that i could listen but Wei Qian pulled me away so the only word i caught was,' suspended". Wow. I wonder what they did to get that sort of punishment. I wanted to stay longer but it wasn't worth the risk and Wei Qian was already having the jellio attack.
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TO-DO-LIST:
1) call acacia
2) Get money for shopping spree tomorrow
3) Copy web for sparkle effect for acacia
4) set alarm clock to 11am.
5) STOP DRINKING BUBBLE TEA!!!! ugh. i've had enough with my repulsive stomach.

Home...4.26

i'm practically living in the house of crapiosity. What am I supposed to do in this hell hole? Plus, the fan's not working and i'm sweating to bits. So, anyway, Today's test was Math. And i don't exactly want to talk about it much. Good thing is, tomorrow's gonna be the end of this black hole-ish week of no-fun-time. Although i have art club after school. Great.
Meanwhile, My back is as stiff as an ironing board. This just basically proves that yesterdays PE was a blast. Not. Argghh. Every time i bent forward to write, it just feels like i snapped every muscle in my body. which is not good. at all. Well, since i have absolutely nothing to write about, ( unless you want to hear me read out what i'm gonna be tested on for chinese tomorrow,) i'm going to type out one of my diary entries i keep in a notebook i bring to school everyday.

16/8/10
1:37p.m. READ PERIOD
I'm pretending to read some random chinese news paper for read period, which is just sooo hilarious. i mean me? Reading a chinese news paper? Absolutely mental.So, i just had LITERATURE exams. Which was a real Breeze for me. Since, well, i am a writer-ish sort of person. English is just cocker-spaniels and fluffy chococakes for me.
I wonder if i should take up pure Literature when i'm MUCH older, you know, like when i'm fifteen and soo much more mature, as in Secondary 3, since i'm going to be some famous author when i grow up, and because being a writer is the only job i can see myself in.
WHY BEING A WRITER IS JUST SO FAB:
1) I can work at home
2) I can laze my butt off, since there isn't exactly a dateline.
3) $$$
4) I can be like, totally famous and stuff.
2:16p.m.
I somehow managed to smuggle in Mac-N-Cheese(microwaveble)from 7-eleven into the classroom without anyone noticing. And for absolutely no reason at all, because guess what?! I don't have to go to sodding art club later!!!! Mum went completely over the planet of bonkeriosity when she knew that i had art club right before the day of exams and called the teacher in charge immediately. And by some MIRACLE, I was let off!!! Of course, that also meant that i had to revise for a whole day. This is as good as it's gonna get, i guess.
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Yeah, that's my diary. I've got to go now, anyway, to dry sweat off myself, it's like being in a sauna for two WHOLE hours. And that's coming from me, a singaporean, Who lives smacked right at the equator.Hmmm.. Global warming isn't going to do much good.

4:32pm...home (exam review plus other stuff)

wow. It's like, super thunder-ish and lightning bright now. as in a thunderstorm. Well, anyway, today's exams were Geography and Biology, which was quite crappy. I mean, it would be an absolute miracle if i passed. So in Geo, I was like, why the heck would rocks be so super important to me?! I don't care about freaking volcanoes! there aren't any even a million miles near Singapore! Argggh. MOE is just sooo great at testing us stuff that NO ONE cares about. Good news is, school has decided to give us a break as long as exams are concerned. They've given us tomorrow free of exams! Plus, lessons are just 4 periods and we don't even have Maths! ( i think.) Arghh, i've never heard any more disaturous news in my life. How Would anyone think about stuffing some normal day into exam week?!?! Like as if it would do us any good. We can't even slack off on the couch since the next day's exams day, plus it totally delays the whole period of examinations. I mean, Would you rather have one sodding day shoved into an exam week, or have that day kicked out so that exams would end a day lesser? get the point, you MOE gits. Ow, my ears hurt after that last Thunder bolt. I can hear a sort of ringing sound. Is that normal? Well, anyway, i gotta go, since i've got a bloody music project to be working on as my other two team mates have absolutely no life.

3:28 pm...Tammy's House

yeah, so you might be wondering what the heck i'm doing here, since exam's tomorrow and all that. well, here's what happened.
So, i was walking home and when i took out the keys from my pocket, i only found one of them, dangling all by itself. ok, so someone lost her keys. fine. Then, I called myMum, who got all huffy and puffy ( but no, she didn't blow the house down.) " YOU LOST YOUR KEY?!?!" She said, and i replied," kind of, look. i'll just go to Tammy's and revise. She's got exam's too,we can revise together." In the end, mum agreed, and so, here i am. although i'd be dumb not to expect some nice reprimanding from my parents. Well, it's not exactly my fault, everyone loses stuff sometimes. There was one time when dad lost his IC,and no one scolded him or anything.( although he had to go to the police station and pay quite a large sum of $$$ after that.)
So, today, I had English and english Literature exams. Which was a super easy breeze for me. I mean, i am a sort of writer-ish person. Although there was a slight blip with the Literature paper though. I kind of made a little tiny mistake of writing paper 1 and 2 together, when you were supposed to seperate them. How would i know that the insrtuctions was on the board? I mean, i was too bloody busy looking at the paper. well, today was the day that three teachers finally called me a blur sotong throughout all of my life. ( blur sotong would be the equivalent of a confused idiot, in singlish. In case you did not know)Well, the best thing today was,Mum went completely bonkers today when she knew that i had Art Club today even though i had exams tomorrow. so she went on and complained ( that's what us Singaporeans do everyday anyway,) to MS. Ow, the head of art club about it, and by some MIRACLE, I don't have to go to soding art club today!!!! Although that also meant that i had to revise...ugh. this day just gets worse and worse.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) Buy PENS!!!!
2) REVISE!!!!
3) Stop drinking bubble tea. rumour has it that it causes cancer, although i am drinking bubble tea now, which is kind of ironic.

Home...9.46pm.

Well am i bored. So, i just watched the opening ceremony of the youth olympic games, which was quite nice. In fact, nicer than our National day Parade celebrations. Which is also quite a shame, really. Since, in case you do not know, the YOG is held in Singapore this year. I wonder what people would think about us? And how exactly would Competitive games that are played with all the countries in the world going to help world peace? I mean, let's say England and Scotland had the old Soccer match and Scotland won. Would England say," Oh well, Cheerio, I'll just be off to get a little cup of tea then, want to Join me?" Or ," Eat Your Mumsy's Cookie jars, You Pineapples, How dare you disgrace our country?! It's not fair, eat sodding Leprechaun poo, Scotland."
the Queen would probably be hopping mad in Bucking Ham palace too. Why doesn't anyone get the point?! Games that would end up in Squashed Tennis balls and a punch in the face wouldn't ACTUALLY bring us WORLD PEACE now would they?! Well, I'm not going to be some world politician guy who wears Armani Coats. I'm just going to be a nice humble/ Super Rich Woman who fights for the rights of Animals. So it's got nothing to do with me whatsoever. So i probably wouldn't have much to worry about anyway.

PS. No offense Scotland. I really do love all you scotland-ish people. It's just an example. Nothing to worry about. Not that I don't like you all or anything. It's just, you know.
PSS. No offense too, England. It's just an example. I really do love your accents, BTW. Also, please don't send assassins after me as well, I do not, want to die, even if i've complained like, a zillion times about my life and how tragic it is. okay?

!!!!!- Home, 6.33pm

I can't take this anymore. Seriously, after being haggered to death standing for almost an hour and a half with a bag that makes pregnant ladies look thin on an old sodding train, riding in a cab and sitting down in a jam-packed seat for three whole hours and forced to walk from the esplanade all the way to city hall with the same bag, this time, crammed with books, I'm all On about throwing myself off the tallest building i can find. This, my dear chummies and pals, is the life of an average art club member.
Well, you might be noticing that my posting habits are quite- not so often. Truth is, i've started writing in my diary instead, since Mum and Dad won't let me anywhere near the computer as long as they're at home, so i've been forced to take drastic measures. besides, it's quite nice to have at least someone( correction: something) to listen to you at school. Not that i'm unpopular or anything. Ok, fine, i am slightly on the brink of Falling into the crevasse of loneliness. But still, i have friends. although my 'friends' left me all alone at recess today. oh well.
Oh yeah, i almost forgot to mention this: Ms. Anitha, my form teacher changed the places with the person seating next to me. I'm not going to say any of my feelings of this just in case she reads this. ( Hi, Ms. Anitha. Please oh please don't do anything drastic like Digging my eyeballs out when you see all the outrageous spelling and grammatical mistakes i've made.) And now, I sit next to a complete ----------. Well, let's just say that the fact that he vomited out fuji apple juice in the toilet without washing his hands and got his greasy hands all over my calculator has something very much to do with it.
TO-DO-LIST:
1) remember not to lend calculator to ----------.
2) Buy new notebook
3) REVISE!!!!!!
4) Stop letting people see my diary.
5) STOP DRINKING SODDING BUBBLE TEA!!!!

Home...4:36 pm

Arghh!!!! WHY THE PRESSUre?! is it so hard to give me a break?! who am i talking to anyway?! great, now i've finally resorted to talking to my oh so lonely self. True, i did ask for it when i joined art club, but seriously?! I'm practically pitching a tent in school with the campfire and everything!!! How. CAN. ANYONE. RELEASE. U S FROM. SCHOOL. AT 8 PM???????!!!! well, give or take five minutes. or so. i think. But really, I AM SO QUITTING! You know i'm not that sort of " devoting and hardworking to death" kind of person. I wont give my life to art club! Well, you might get a bit sick of me complaining and all, but believe me, i've already tried complaining everything to Wei Qian, but she isn't much help since she practically ignores me. huh. What have i gotten myself into this time? 3 years of solitary confinement with work and more work?! On the brighter side of things....OH WAIT, THERE IS NO BRIGHTER SIDE!!!!
TO-DO-LIST:
1) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2) ?!?!?@#?!?@
3) I AM SO PISSED RIGHT NOW. ( piss is not a vulgar word Jairia, it's the British way of saying, " Oh crappy bulls!")