Snoozer

After returning from an hour and a half long string concert, I'm pretty sure I have just proven that it is physically impossible to die of boredom. BAHG, I think I actually slept through it. The last thing I remember was this little primary kid (most of them were primary kids) playing the cancan reeeaaallly sllloooowwwwllly. And then I think I must have dozed off because I don't remember any of the in between stuff, although I woke up in time to see the last 2 solo performers. And, to top it all off, I got a nice glimpse of the music teacher about 2 metres away from me, oh my GOODNESS she better not have seen me sleeping...
Just lucky for me the woman next to me was too busy watching the kids to notice me. I think. Aargh, damnit, it's not my fault I'm tired -_-

And I would also like to say that my eye doctor is a big fat liar. He told me that the daily contacts disintegrate if you leave them. Well they don't. I just left them lying around assuming they would disintegrate, and 8 months later, what do I find? Scattered pieces of shrivelled transparent circles blueish plastic all over my room. What a sham, dude :(

Flying rocks and some ancient Greek dude

Is there just something about science that has to make everything ten times more complicated than it actually is? I mean, take a look at;

Meteors. Also known as meteorites or meteoroids, they are chunks off...asteroids, was it? (correct me if I'm wrong). But no, despite being the exact same thing, it has 3 different names for the exact same thing. Each different name refers to a different stage of the meteor/meteorite/meteoroid. Does it matter whether it's chugging around in outer space, shooting through our skies or plummeting into and destroying our homes, isn't it the same thing? WHy does it need so many different references? An egg is an egg right? Whether it's fried, scrambled, boiled, poached, omletted, or being thrown at your head, it's still an egg. It's an unchanging fact. And come to think of changing names for the same thing, what's with the meat? Why is called a cow when it's alive, and beef when it's dead? Pig while it's alive and pork when it's roasted and sitting on your plate? Someone, enlighten us all...please.

And as for another thing; Aristotle. How is that someone who lived over 2 thousand years ago (and, by the way, whatever he's famous for uncovering -most of it is incorrect-) has managed to worm his way into TWO of my classes? Not only do we have to know his theories on the earth being in the center of the universe, we also need to know his government opinions. Blah Blah Blah. I think this world would have been better off without this guy. That's all (and no, I'm not turning into Miranda Priestly. Although I have been made editor of our bible times magazine, english. Oh, the joy -_- )

Day Five, Novaembara

☆cindy: kimi ni todoke☆ 58 days!! (7 weeks) says:
*blog blog blog

and here I am. Again.

Still tired yah, but I think everyone's had enough of me complaining about how tired I am, so I'll just not mention it then...

Chapter One. My day.

HOME. 6am
So wakes up this morning and I try to study for sose by highlighting *important* sections. WHY is is that nearly the whole book ended up highlighted? Ugh, not working...

FORM. 8:50am
zzzzzzzz

FABRICS
Airconditioner sounded like someone was smashing it on the other side. Smelt like someone had tried to smuggle 1000 dead bodies and 1000000 dried fish in the air vent.

ENGLISH
Huh? Newspapers. Boring, dude.

LUNCH
Why are why knees so tanned?
Why are my feet so white?
WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY SKIN. (double eyelid still on vacation)

Cindy: Oh my gosh, it smells just like dog food! (referring to milo icecream--**by the way, the canteen got loads of new icecreams :P when did that happen?**--)
Harris: Um, no, it smells like milo.
Cindy: No, it really does smell like dog food.
Harris: ... did you by any chance feed your dog milo?
Cindy: .........
(laugh) Aha Aha Aha Aha kekekeke.
... Yes :)

MEDIA
Sarah doesn't like the sound of the Asian language nor is she a fan of "asian-style" clothes.

SCIENCE
doze time.
Harris: the rocket is used for carrying fuel
Dr Y: and what does the rocket do with the fuel?
Harris: ...uh, carry it?
Dr Y: ...
class: har. har. har.

MATHS
still don't know what to get for baby shower. how about pink soap?

Chapter Two. Pointless chatter, like always.

It's amazing that people have actually started reading my blog. Now I feel like I have actual standard to live up to, or whatever. Special credit to Sushi who's always read and liked, or at least, pretended to like.

So here are your random blah blahs of today:

1. Spring.
I don't know who else is dying from this damn hayfever, but I have like TTHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIISSSSSS many tissues stacked up in my room. I swear, if any of you guys can like invent a cure for hayfever, I would...use it.
Claratyne sucks. even though the tablets are so tiny, if you try to swallow them without water, they get lodged in throat and you actually have to punch yourself to get the tablet dooowwwn. So don't do it. Also, just for a quick medical lowdown:
1. Rhinocourt smells like wontons.
2. Becanase makes your brain sore (kind of like brain freeze, but not quite the same)
and they both make you sneeze straight away, so what's the point?


3. Traffic lights.
I've always wondered how they work. DO they have like sensors? Timers? Or there like a person to each traffic light that watch the road through a hidden camera and control the lights?

Chapter four. Ode to Anaya.

don't read this unless you're:
ALICE  (otherwise you'll die of boredom)
I guess you wanted this blog to be all about you. I guess I can blag on a bit longer about stupid pointless stuff and let everyone know about your alicesheness.
1. I'm still annoyed that you threw a rock at me on Tuesday because I have failed to pay you back.
2. I noticed you got a new band aid
3. The book is hereby still unfinished, hahaha, now you can cry
4. What no?
5. Of course I'm *not* annoyed.
6. I want your shirt bag.
7. Stop pulling your tongue out otherwise I'll cut it off :D
8. You still never answered my question. WOuld you or would you not bury yourself in a hole to save EC from your horribly highly infectious dinofever?
9. I'm singing Jakers in my head, and it's all you fault.
10. Please DON'T DON'T DON'T get a front fringe. your hair looks nice the way it is...leave it @_@

Chapter Five. For the benefit of Miss TV
Here's you summary, enjoy it:
chapter one I complain at school, how boring it is, and that stink smell in the clothing room
chapter two is completey pointless and covers hayfever, a cute asian kid and traffic lights
chapter three doesn't concern you.

and i don't think it gets any more summarised than that.

Thanks readers, I know it was a long entry. But whatever, if you hate it, don't read it. If you're bored, go for it.

Complaint Reunion

So I haven't blogged in two months, but now all of sudden, it's awesome to blog, and a lot of people are actually starting to read blogs. So maybe now, there is a point to blogging if it will actually end up being read. And even if it isn't going to be, at least it's a good way to
a) complain complain complain about stupid little things that suck without feeling like an ungrateful spoilt teenager since you're not complaining out loud and the only people reading your complaints are people too bored to have anything better to do or people who feel better knowing that someone else is suffering too -.-
b) Just blahggg it. I'm bored and I don't want to do homework.
Thankyou Cindy for asking me to blog again. I feel like I've reentered another world of cyber complaining -_- Or whatever.

So today was a loser and winner. Mostly a loser though.
1. I hardly slept at all. Tired all day.
2. I get to school. Cindy enlightens me that I'm losing my right double eyelid. I guess because my eyes are puffy from insomnia, they're temporarily byebye.
3. I only get 3/4 of a nutella sandwhich for lunch since there wasn't enough bread for a full sandwhich.
4. Some noob goes around stealing things from my friends' bags. Cindy is deprived of her right to eat icecream every day.
5. English just got whoppers of homework.
6. French--> surprise test. could not understand a word on tv thanks to the prehistoric quality, people talking and technology malfunctions
7. Get home and into shower intending to wash hair. realize that I'm wearing a shower cap and my hair is tied and pinned up. Felt very stupid.
8. Lost one contact lens in shower
9. Afterwards, tried to take out the other. Another half ann hour before the stupid lens would come out. My eyes is now all red and swollen. I hope it's not permanently damaged -_-

Usually I don't spend much time complaining on rbb. I'm just still annoyed that it took so long for the lens to come out of my eye. Annoyed doesn't really cover it. REALLY EXTREMELY peed off is more like it.

And I don't even know what to get maths teacher for baby farewell thing. I was thinking along the lines of huge bras (not. disgustingly sick minded and awkward) or like tonnes of nappies.

I forgot everything I was planning to blog about. Maybe I should just go to sleep.

This wasn't even funny. Now I have a stomach ache. Cut on my hand, no idea how it got there. Cuts on thumb, thanks a lot Leo.

Sarah T drew a heart on me in CLS. WOn't come off, neither will the person I drew on my finger in ENglish.

I hate school.
I haven't blogged for so long, I can't even do it anymore. Leo is meowing. GAH. Maybe should come back another time when I don't feel like pounding up everything I see (waahh)

Alas! My phone is ddead :O

Who knew it could be this cold....even thought the heater is on? Hmm, it's so cold that I have pins and needles down my whole left arm, or maybe that's just the way I was sleeping. :/

It's thursday. *half hearted "yay"* and tomorrow it'll be friday....then saturday YAY :)

I just though I'd say: Twilight Stinks.
I've said it only a million times before but I'll say it again anyway :D
STINK STINK STINK STINKEER STINKER STINK STINK.

Things are spooky in the dark~
1. The Russian doll on my desk is giving me evil looks
2. I keep thinking that girl from the grudge is going to start following me, even thouh I haven't seen the movie.
3. I can creepy piani music drifting up the stairs (oh wait. that's just emily :/)
4. I see shadows moving, but it's only me -_-
5. I have an overeactive imagination and a tendency to overexaggerate in my blog :/

KiKiSTRiKE iS THE BEST :D Yayayayayaya.

And random object blauggas~~
Mil Bottle.

These things are useless. They break so darn easily, it's not wonder they invented the CARTON. whoever still uses milkbottles and gets the dude to deliver it....get a life. seriously, there are no room for glass-milk-bottle-using people in this world. they could be doing something much more valuable with their time, rather than scraping broken glass and spilt milk off the doorstep- like supporting greenpeace.....
And for the people that manfucatured the milk bottle lollies. HOWDAREYOU encourage the glass-milk-bottle-users?!?!?!?!?! And for your information-the lollies are disgusting. they taste like glue and flour. BLLLLLLEUUUGGHHH. YUck.
Once, at IGA I saw flavoured milk. In a glass bottle :O
Oh, the disgrace to the cows. Can you imagine YOUR MILK BEING SOLD IN A GLASS BOTTLE. Okay, that came out a little wrong. But still, that's not the point :/
Just don't buy glass milk bottles. Just don't do it :/
~ <--Squiggly :)
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Quantum Physics

Doesn't my title sound so smart? I have no idea what quantum physics is, or if it even exists, it just sounds cool :)

Well now, happy Yi Jung? I "desperately" blogged again for you. I guess I should just be glad that somebody likes my blog enough to set it on the homepage tags :) Thanks :)

So, my life is so like...I dunno. It's good :) And bad...in a way. That way being school, dancing, piano, homework blah blah blah....

Supposed to be doing physics homework right now......but don't really get it -_-
Bleugh. <-- And that's my new word.

HmmmmMMMMMMM my room's still clean-can you believe it? It's been like a week and a half. Who knows, maybe I'm getting good at this :)

And somebody give me a good book to read....
And I need a new layout but I'm still blogging so it's no excuse Yi Jung.

Struggeling to find something to talk about. I know:
Peas~
I'll tell you everything I know about peas from the top of my brain.
Ok....first of all, peas are vegetables. They are green. they are small and round.
they are NOT the same as corn. they don't taste as sweet and they don't grow on a cob. come to mention it, where DO peas grow from?? Aaah, a pea pod, right?
Peas taste foul in quiche so don't try it.
Chickpeas. Exactly what are they? Aren't they like little cold hard brown peas? I dunno. :/
There was a pea in the story "the princess and the pea" I think it's lame though.
Once I tried to get out of eating my peas by eating everything else and camoflouging them at the bottom of the bowl (bowl was kind of sick green-same colour)
So look at me. I'm like some kind of pea genius.

(That was fun. I think i'll rattle off about a random topic every blog :)

Cool thing I heard at church:
Man: Tell me all the secrets of the universe...
God: No, that knowledge is reserved only for me.
Man: Well then, tell me all the secrets of this peanut.
(The man then became very famous for all of his ingenius scientific research and products made from peanuts that were very beneficial to the human race)
It's a true story :) Just can't remember the guy's name.
How cool! =]

Saga Poem

The Twilight Saga.
Edward Cullen, Bella Swan.
Meyer thinks she may have won
all of us over, got us hooked-
on this sad excuse for a book.
This “international phenomenon” has brainwashed the nation.
Or at least half of the world’s female population.
Well, maybe not. There are some now
that aren’t sucked in, and are wondering how
this series had got everyone gushing over the story
it’s not that great-does it really deserve all this glory?
Who wants to read the never ending ranting?
By Bella-about how Edward’s so enchanting?
What’s with him, anyway? What makes him stand
and make other males appear so bland?
That crooked smile, the copper hair
or his ‘vegetarian’ diet of lion and bear?
Edward Cullen; he’s supposedly perfect.
And beautiful-but last time I checked,
boys did not appreciate, girls blabbing on about
this fiction vampire-and why do they always shout
and scream, whenever his name is spoken?
Or because he’s not real, their hearts are broken?
So what-he’s “hot,” but did you consider too
that he’s basically a stalker-or is that alright with you?
Edward Cullen, get a life!
Even though Bella is your wife-
Since nineteen oh one, your life had no meaning
Then along Bella came-what? Are you dreaming?
Of all the girls, you had to choose
The whiny, wimpy, clingy goose.
What’s wrong with you? Is it messing with your head? (your anti-gravity hairstyle)
Or-most likely-were you, perhaps, becoming old and senile?
One hundred and eight years, is, after all, an awfully long time,
perhaps it’s started to affect your omniscient mind.
And as for Miss Isabella Swan
Why would she so gladly swap
Her human life for a vampire one?
Doesn’t she know-you can’t have any fun
When you’re constantly trying not to eat your friend
Where’s your common sense? This won’t be a happy end.
How much can you take? Can you read any more?
Or does all this talk make you sick to the core?
But that’s it for now. I don’t have enough time
to come up with another defamatory line.
Although, this was fun; but I find it confusing-
writing about something I hate turned out to be amusing
Not as boring, as I would have thought.
But I guess that’s what happens when you’re so caught
up in expressing you detestation of twilight
in a friendly poetic manner- without causing a fight
And if you didn’t get it-let me set this straight
I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE
The Twilight Saga

>:(-- And that, my friend, is an angry face. To show you my extreme distaste, for that pile of grovel We call Meyer’s “fantastic” novel.

Room

Aaaaah, I give up!
Always the same, over and over again, have to clean up the stupid room.
Well, yesterday started off the same as any other room-cleaning day starts, "Aaah, I'm going to clean up this whole crap yard completely, get it over and done with it, do it thoroughly and nEVER get myself stuck in this situation again!!!'
Well, I mean it worked. For like the first hour and a half... and then I got sick of it.
Back to the old 'stuff everything in the wardrobe and hope mum doesn't look in there trick'
And now I don't know where any of my clothes are, because they're hidden beneath a pile of...other stuff.
So, yeah. Now I have to survive another 3 weeks of trying to keep it semi-clean while waiting for the stupid Ikea bed to arrive-like....I've been sleeping on the floor for like a year now. And that's probably why I don't sleep well +_+ Feel like a zombie :)
SOSE test tmr....ug. Better do some study.
Oh right. On thursday my drink bottle leaked all over my bad. and most of my perfect sose notes (i never take notes except in sose and i kinda make them look nice) got SOAKED. I guess I just wasn't meant to take notes in the first place. Now I have to get a hairdryer and sort that mess out...so seeyous later
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Thing that Have stuffed me up for a life (or at least a lot of it)

1. The ring incident- (1999)
(scroll down to read blog about the ring incident.)
Result: Never again can wear rings.

2. Beauty and the Beast; An enchanted Christmas- (1999)
Thanks to watching this movie when I was little, after seeing the evil organ (the keyboard/piano thingy) in this movie I was never right again. Seriously, that thing is SCARY. Well, was. It's eyes and mouth..*shivers*
Result: Had nightmares for weeks after seeing the movie. Could never hear the sound of organs again for a long time without going berserk. Even today, I still cringe when I hear organs. The noise they make is spooky enough on its own without a disturbing memory to go along with it.

3. Wii/ Wii Fit/ Pesky Siblings- (2009)
Not only is your weight displayed on the tv for the whole world (aka, Brothers and Sisters) to see, but only a couple of button presses away, ANYBODY can access the mii channel and edit your character.
I can't even count the amount of times emily and daniel have changed my mii into a male/suddenly make it gain excess weight/grow a shifu moutstache and beard/get grey hair/go BALD/etc etc etc.
The worst one was when it got turned to a male without me realizing and when i played rhythm boxing, there was my mii. Topless.
Like, I know it's graphics and all-just a game. But still. That thing represents me. can't have it parading around like that...
Result: Humiliation/Annoyance to the point of wanting to beat up said siblings but cannot for obvious reasons.

4. Sydney Opera House- (2007)
Once upon a time there was a trip called the Syney/Canberra. At the opera house, i dared emily to kiss it (it was filthy), so she did it. then she dared me back. because it looked so disgustingly rank, i got out my little pocket dettol and scrubbed it clean. then to get it over and done with, i leaned forward and tried to quickly get it over and done with.
Uh uh, not smart. What i thought was "quick" i actually ended up smashing my head into the house and sending my braces shooting through my mouth. There was a lot of blood and it wasn't pretty.
Result: Busted lip that refused to heal for months and an extremely anti-patriotic hate towards said Opera House <:(
Couldn't help noting that this is extremely similar to the monkey bar incident. just don't learn, do I?

5. The Monkey Bar Incident- (2000)
In pre primary, Tiana betted that I couldn't jump four bars. And i betted her that I could. So I tried.
Well I ended up jumping a lot more than four bars and smashed into the pole at the end.
Pain Pain Pain. And an added plus that mum was twenty minutes late to pick me up from school that day.
Result: A black eye (left) that STAYED black for MONTHS. i have photographic evidence that most of my five year old life was spent with a pirate patch bruise. and people wondered why emily always looked better in the photos.
Never been able to face up to monkey bars again.

6. Metal Wicket Inicident- (2005)
CENSORED.
Result- Let's just say that thanks to this, I can never ever play cricket again, and probably can't have kids either.

Boo.

Hmm. I realize that I haven't actually posted in a while. I think over a month, but oh well. No one reads this blog anyways. I dnt know whys I bother updating at all but...one can always hope.

Just wanted to, erm, discuss certain topics because I really have nothing better to do (other than do homework +_+)

Drama. Drama. Drama. Shakespeare, right? If you want to feel sympathetic for me, look up Act 1 Scene 3 of Romeo and Juliet. And I'm playing the nurse. Not only is her part LONG and all "thee,, thou, thy, dost, hath....blah blah blah" it's actually pretty...sexual. Yeah, Yeah, ew. Shakespeare sure was one sick dude...

Ok, another thing is Blogspot. The writing looks so nice NOW when I'm creating the posts; it looks awesome; but when i post it, it doesn't look as nice anymores. =( it looks like Arial. what's this, times new roman? Ppl thinks it's weird but I really like times new roman. I use that font ALL the time, it's like i go onto words, click non spacing, then change font to times new roman and size ten. I do it without thinking really, and apparently that's not normal. I also get kind of annoyed when other people DON'T do this (which they usually don't) but....mmmm, yeah. prefer books to be written in size ten times new roman, of possible, haha. i'm gunna try changing font to tnr and see what happens.

Umm, what else? Oh ya. RINGS. I don't know if anyone noticed but I like never wear rings. Well, i did wear that watch thing becca gave me from singapore but only for a while before it pinched my finger and i got ring-phobia again. I reall seriously do think i have ring-phobia.
The story starts off when I'm three right, and i discover this really small plastic bottle top part and it fits perfectly on my finger. Ladeedadeeda, here's three year old me prancing around with a plasticky thing on my finger, pretending it's a ring.
Andd, then I lost it in the car, somehow.
A year later (woop, I've been upped to age four) i re-found it again, in the car. Wow wow wee, so excited "MY RING!-" and i specifically remember actually saying that. or something like it. then i put it back on my finger. stupid stupid me.
My finger probably grew and that year, so when I put it on, it wouldn't come off.
Not when i tried tugging it or biting it; nothing.
And it soooo tight that the circulation was slowly being cut off, uhhh ohhh.
Well my nana took me to the toilets to try get soap and water to try slide it off. Which was a good idea, but it was on too tight for that to work. So we really didn't know what to do. And my finger was going numb and turning kind of purplish blueish.
Eventually, to cut a long story short. My uncle Reg had to cut it off with a swiss army knife.
I remember sitting there pretty terrified that he was intending to cut off my whole finger. Well he didn't, and once i got it off and could start moving my finger i was all "neeeever again!!"
+_+ and there you have it, the reason I dnt wear rings. +_+
Pretty lame really.

Ohh, I just discovered that this font is Georgia. which is completely hypocrytic because i like it better than tnr. OH well.....maybe that's just for blogging, right?

And INSTANT NOODLES.
LOVE THEM. Always have, always will.
Instant Noodle count:
Saturday 6/6/2009-Lunch-Teryaki Chicken Flavour
Tuesday 9/6/2009-Afternoon Tea-""Tomotsu??" (I think) Flavour

And yes. Bored, bored, bored. Nows better get back to that stinking pile of homework.


Ahhhs, byes people
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