tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57506202011-04-22T01:45:07.624+08:00Parallel // DimensionsParallel lines do not cross, do they?Jinnoreply@blogger.comBlogger711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1069501726494451302003-11-22T19:48:00.000+08:002006-09-22T09:29:37.013+08:00TestI woke up at 10.30am today. Mingled around the house, played a few rounds of GunBound, and set off for IMM. I wasted/'wasted' $10.80 on:1. A purple hanger $4.402. A cheesecake $1.503. A puzzle $24. A paperclip $2.90-_-'I shouldn't have bought the paperclip. I wanted to buy those pretty bangles selling at 12 for $2 :( I bought two from Ah Ma for $0.30 though, which adds on to my total amount of Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1069470318941340692003-11-22T11:05:00.000+08:002003-11-22T11:11:08.873+08:00What a weird time to blog.
10:56 AM.
An empty stomach growling.
Sigh.
My head still hurts.
I'm glad I pulled it through last night.
It was scary.
It was like a highly addictive drug.
I needed to hold myself down.
I needed to force myself to shut up.
And no one was with me.
No one could understand the mental torment I'm going through.
I just hope the trip with A.F. to IMM later will bring my Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1069435519765972722003-11-22T01:25:00.000+08:002003-11-22T01:25:46.436+08:00It's not anger.
It's not sadness.
It's not disappointment.
It's not jealousy.
It's ALL HOPE LOST.
I feel so sick. I have cold shivers, and there are chills down my spine every minute. My head spins, and as if there is a tight string binding my head. It hurts. I feel as if I'm choked on a bone, and I can't get it out. My stomach feels queasy. I'm so sick all over. Only looking at the photos of Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068990582191976322003-11-16T21:49:00.000+08:002003-11-16T21:51:59.030+08:00Heydeedoodee! Jin is back from the first NCO Course day! It wasn't as bad as I'd expected it to be. There were a couple of funny incidents during the lectures. Mr Mani, Wong Lok Hang from Ah Ma's group, the pathe one, wahahaha~ My group mate Lik Hong, very crappy, just like Jin! Hahaha~ I can't wait for the camp! Tie Xuan played yu jian on piano today! And all the girls were like "Who's playing?"Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068817695081614102003-11-14T21:48:00.000+08:002003-11-14T22:17:17.110+08:00Today is the last day of my Secondary 3 life. Although I don't like it as much as my lower secondary days, I'm still going to miss it.
Firstly, huo gai to Gitzers for choosing Wishing Stairs over the Matrix Revolution! Wishing Stairs sucks right? -evil laughter- bu ting jie jie yan, chi kui zai yan qian Hope Chessy still wants to go for the Matrix Revolution, if not I'll be the one laughed at byJinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068733337492661262003-11-13T22:22:00.000+08:002003-11-13T22:24:35.280+08:00Today is originally a happy day. After school, Jes and I went to Ass house to 'do the songbook', but we went for the sake of the delicious spaghetti and Gunbound. Hahaha~
After that I came home and finished my zuo wen hastily, and wanted to play Gunbound. But suddenly, Curry and Jie were both angry over some unfair stuff. I also not sure what happened. That made me a bit sad and sian because Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068467774572691902003-11-10T20:36:00.000+08:002003-11-10T20:57:19.066+08:00I fa dai-ed during Social Studies class. Poor Mr Quek. He had been trying his best to get my (and the whole class') attention, while trying to keep the lesson running. I feel so guilty for not listening. I was turning a knob on the computer in front of me...
"Jinhe are you okay?"
"Uh, yar."
"You have a headache?"
"Huh? No la..."
After school, I hung around, went to check out my juniors' future Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068292673079106652003-11-08T19:57:00.000+08:002003-11-10T20:56:51.550+08:00My fever subsided this morning. Mom 'interrogated' me about the phone call to Chessy. Again I felt Chessy's difficult position when his mom was looking at him talking to me on the phone. It sucks. So the second thing I'm going to do: never put anyone in a difficult position, if I can help it.
I went to school for St John Leisure Camp briefing, as well as flag painting. I felt like a Sec 1 when IJinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068218672842019382003-11-07T23:24:00.000+08:002003-11-07T23:24:30.833+08:00I made a grave mistake of putting some sinful words on my MSN nickname. It hurt somebody. I'm not sure if he's really hurt, but I think he most likely is. I can't imagine if he did that to me. He wouldn't. He wouldn't. So why did I ever? I don't deserve him anymore. How could I ever hurt him?
In the end I realised that he had long forgiven me. But he needed to cool down, and he didn't give me a Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068202321313046012003-11-07T18:52:00.000+08:002003-11-07T18:51:58.950+08:00I promise I'll not think so much anymore! -swears- This is the second time I xiang si bing, think too much, tio fever. I don't want to tio fever anymore! It sucks big time and it's so damn miserable! I'm going to be a happy fish, I hate being a sick fish. Okay, a brand new life for fishy mishy! :)
Either one of you please come online and say 'speedy recovery' to me lei... It doesn't feel good Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068200245085065422003-11-07T18:17:00.000+08:002003-11-07T18:21:56.706+08:00I have this classmate, and I think he's great. Not as in I like him. I don't know him well, seriously. But what he says moved me and I'm going to learn from him. I'm going to be brave and strong for the one I love.
Quoting from this noble classmate of mine, "I live by this principle: My first love, or relationship, will be the most beautiful, and the most fulfilling one. That is why I cannot Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068112289898071782003-11-06T17:51:00.000+08:002003-11-06T17:51:27.663+08:00I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY.
BIG DEAL.
KENNA DIDNT EVEN KNOW I WASNT AT SCHOL.
I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY.
BIG DEAL.
AT THE MOST DETENTION LA.
I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY. I SKIPPED SCHOOL TODAY.
I DOUBT ANYONE Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1068020981968832372003-11-05T16:29:00.000+08:002003-11-05T16:36:00.656+08:00Wong must agitate me today. Today is 5 November 2003, the first day of The Matrix Revolution screening. And we learnt Matrices today. I'm still trying to get over the fact that Chessy's going with his mA to watch it, when I (think I) asked him first, and he agreed! Yet he's clean forgotten about it! And yesterday he also broke his promise for not coming online. If he had wanted to use the Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1067680642970546882003-11-01T17:57:00.000+08:002003-11-01T17:57:22.110+08:00Jes was late for St John training today. It wasn't as bad as I expected.
____ looked damn cool in his uniform... -dreamy-
Sometimes I don't know whether to treat someone with a positive or negative attitude. She told me something which made me think that she's trying to show off that she's closer to them. It sucks. Big time. I know she isn't that sort of person, or rather, she isn't that sort Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1067416366410054442003-10-29T16:32:00.000+08:002003-10-29T16:35:55.943+08:00I didn't get enough sleep. Maybe I'm spending too much time 'healing' -looks grim-
I almost dozed off during A.Maths, which I felt guilty. I kept observing her during class today. I just don't understand what is it that I'm inferior to her. Perhaps love needs no reason and no comparison. I wonder if he loves her as deeply as I love him.
Being sandwiched between A.F. and Chessy is not a good Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1067329483865093002003-10-28T16:24:00.000+08:002003-10-28T16:25:50.950+08:00Yesterday ended un-negative. I don't mean positive. At least that's an improvement :)
I didn't accompany ZS home as he requested. I followed what the Coin said: No. However, I did meet him on 135. Well, we didn't get to discuss about Chessy anyway. He was with another boy. I think it's his ex-schoolmate. I'm just mildly surprised that I actually saw him when I didn't plan to.
I heard that Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1067258955504460562003-10-27T20:49:00.000+08:002003-10-27T20:52:47.460+08:00I went ice-skating today. There was Yiping, Ah Ma, Hong Jin, Joyce, Peili, Jun Zhang and Chessy. At first it was quite pathetic. Me, to be exact. Chessy was so silent and I thought that he might be feeling extra (Ah Ma, Hong and I were blabbering nonsense endlessly). I tried to talk to him, and didnt pay much attention when I skate. So, I fell. I couldve balanced but I was being a frantic freak Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1067013221663974132003-10-25T00:33:00.000+08:002003-10-25T00:34:38.510+08:00God bless Rachel.
I dont want to feel like Im talking to a wall, talking to someone whod just click the blinking window to check what Im saying and dont give a damn, talking to someone who doesnt care. I dont want to feel like that.
Im tired. I have loads of xin shi yet I know I must rely on myself, who is hurt and not strong. Im tired.
Step one to relying on myself - silence.
Im learning to Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066926237484106102003-10-24T00:23:00.000+08:002003-10-24T00:24:11.570+08:00Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache. Headache.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066909094509710122003-10-23T19:38:00.000+08:002003-10-23T19:40:17.663+08:00As Ella sang in Always On My Mind, "ren zong gai xue hui fu yuan de neng li (humans should learn how to recover)". Well, I could say that I had recovered rather quickly. Totally lost face in front of Dad and Mom, as well as Auntie (Jes).
Dont worry now. Everything is back to normal. I didnt know I was so selfish in the first place, but luckily I realised, admitted and apologised for it in time. Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066810392251102102003-10-22T16:13:00.000+08:002003-10-22T17:32:42.270+08:00Today could be considered as a bad day. Early in the morning, at around 1.30am, I cried myself to sleep. I know it was a small thing, but what if it was a big thing? I would have already been killed by now. How could a person whom you trust most lie to you. Again. And again. What have I done to deserve it? And if it were you, reader, what would you feel?
Later in the morning, I woke up with Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066735614998196212003-10-21T19:26:00.000+08:002003-10-21T19:38:59.226+08:00Infernal Affairs Film Review
I would like to discuss the theme of friendship and loyalty in this film.
This can be shown through two deaths which Yan (Tony Leung) witnessed. The first death is that of Inspector Wong. He chose the riskier way - leaving the building by elevator in which Sam's croonies were in. He let Yan escape by the construction workers' elevator, which was rather safe as Yan Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066645862877741282003-10-20T18:31:00.000+08:002003-10-20T18:33:12.040+08:00Went for an en(whatever) workshop for nothing.
Checked E.Maths and failed to get one more mark, leading to an A1.
Jes told me something which crumbled yet a little bit of my minute confidence.
"tai kuai le."
I scare myself sometimes.
It hurts to give up, but I must, or in the end you are the one who will be giving me up.
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender, I could stay lost in this Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066485957051048562003-10-18T22:05:00.000+08:002003-10-19T16:10:19.243+08:00Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066471292857748462003-10-18T18:01:00.000+08:002003-10-18T18:01:32.973+08:00-Jin in a trance-
I was wrong. I knew it. I knew what I should do and what I should not. I knew it. I was wrong. How could I? What right do I have? For that moment of luxury I gave up my dignity. What right do I have? How could I?
I was so wrong.
I tend to do the wrong thing just because there are some short term and easy benefits. I guess I have not disciplined myself well. Maybe I should Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066448282154156332003-10-18T11:38:00.000+08:002003-10-18T11:39:34.256+08:00I have no religion, but if Gods from all kinds of religion want their believers to be well, then I guess maybe I could pray on their behalf.
Buddha, Allah, Jesus whatever Gods there are out there, hear me. Please bless Hong. Dont let her live in a living hell. How could you? Please bless Rachel. Let her untangle her knots and live happily. Dont confuse her. How could you? Please, hear me. Bless Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066406499871424832003-10-18T00:01:00.000+08:002003-10-18T00:01:39.986+08:00I dont know what this meant, but is it that Ive been transferred from Catergory B to Catergory A? Or is it that the catergories have been abolished? I dont want to conclude anything. Just leave it hanging there... Maybe I just dont want to know things that I dont want to know...
Certainty is beautiful, yet uncertainty is even more beautiful... Is this true?Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066297232479069222003-10-16T17:40:00.000+08:002003-10-16T23:37:12.833+08:00I went to watch Secondhand Lion with the A.F. members and Yan Qin, Jiesheng and An Dao. It was a great movie. I guess this is one movie that you need to watch with your heart. Not to mention the free popcorn I koped from CY and Yan Qin :)
Todays trip was a rather light-hearted one. Before the movie, the girls (me, Wen Ting, Ass and Jes) went to eat in "Jiesheng's shop". The guys (kor) wanted to Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1066020423807506132003-10-13T12:47:00.000+08:002003-10-13T21:47:30.580+08:00"Good luck for tomorrow ^^;;"
"Mm... Bye bye."
I pulled the metal grilled door inwards, watching Yiping disappear from my sight. I turned and happened to face the clock on the wall. It read 12.30pm.
"Ah Ma they all are still mugging for their Bio now," I told Mom casually.
"Actually you should be doing that now, its just that you gave it up yourself," she replied irritably.
Yeah. It was my Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065975913524331742003-10-13T00:25:00.000+08:002003-10-13T00:27:28.880+08:00I dont know where youre rushing off to nowadays but Im sure its to somewhere important. Good luck for Bio :)
3.57/8.57 x 5 = ?
I put my pen down, the black ink still shiny, wet on the foolscap paper under the strong study lamp.
I looked out of my window, the pitch black sky checkered by the grills of my window. I wondered who might be still awake at this early morning. Maybe the Crappers are Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065925933865523702003-10-12T10:32:00.000+08:002003-10-12T10:32:13.540+08:00Knowing that someone waiting for you somewhere is happiness, but did you realise how the person is also painstakingly missing you?
I guess sometimes Im being fortunate, other times Im just giving someone happiness... :)Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065872910682784922003-10-11T19:48:00.000+08:002003-10-11T19:52:08.923+08:00Gitzers moved her blog le, and the layout is so ~ -_-' Cant even see the words... And the stupid GB? Where is it? -_-' Dad upgraded his phone to 7250, a colour phone with a built in camera. He took some of my pictures just now ^^;; So fun~ Next time I also want to own a phone with a built in camera :) Then can buy phone together with Chess... -dances around- Phones~ Phones~ Camera and phones~ -Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065864707395946712003-10-11T17:31:00.000+08:002003-10-11T23:12:31.266+08:00Her by me for me
I shouldnt have shouted
It was my fault
I shouldnt have doubted
It was my fault
But is it too late
To amend
When will be the date
You will forgive me, friend
Mistakes
A girl debates
Are not wrong
Not wrong
She only has herself in her eyes
And her kind soul dies
She only has herself in her mind
I wonder when she would find
Herself
I want her to wake up
Make up
For her faults
Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065799977480461202003-10-10T23:32:00.000+08:002003-10-10T23:40:37.906+08:00Well, I dont know what to post, but I wanted to post something. Its really confusing. I just hope the exams would be over soon, then I would have more brain cells to think.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065789394764651492003-10-10T20:36:00.000+08:002003-10-10T20:44:28.323+08:00"Come, girl," said the white haired old lady.
She smiled. Her smile was so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful thing before. She was sitting pleasantly on a white couch. The fire crackled in the fireplace beside her. There was a oakwood table in front of her. I could smell the aroma of tea in the china teapot and the fragrance of the buns and biscuits on the plates. I staggered forward,Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065779024416923742003-10-10T17:43:00.000+08:002003-10-10T17:43:44.123+08:00Have you ever noticed the worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you can never have them? When the moment you cant feel them under your finger tips you miss them?
Are you the sweet invention of a lovers dream? Or are you really what you seem?Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065708416149534632003-10-09T22:06:00.000+08:002003-10-09T22:06:56.206+08:00Ahh! This have to STOP. No matter what Im doing, whether Im studying, reading out loud, eating, sleeping, playing the computer, drawing, daydreaming... Whatever! I think of you. You. You. You. Noooo~~~~ This is madness. This is freaking me out!!!! Ahh!!!! Noooo...Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065531439284831122003-10-07T20:57:00.000+08:002003-10-07T20:57:18.656+08:00I was being a good girl doing my A.Maths past year paper... But I felt my heart ache... I dont know why... I dont know how... But it was so painful... I dont know what was the cause of it... Ive already accepted one blow, which I tried with my best effort to cope with it... I dont want you to tell me that Im not the one... I cant accept anything bad... I'll crash.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065447914030949152003-10-06T21:45:00.000+08:002003-10-06T22:23:01.036+08:00People give you chance give you face you act seh dont want in the end ownself cannot tahan then so pathe! HUO GAI HUO GAI, SEE LA, TOLD YOU DONT HYPOCRITE WANT TO HYPOCRITE RIGHT?! IN THE END PEOPLE LOOK DOWN ON YOU ONLY. GIVE YOU CHANCE YOU TURN DOWN RIGHT?! RETRIBUTION COME ALREADY LOR! HUO GAI. NO ONE WILL SYMPATHISE YOU...Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065442711634662052003-10-06T20:18:00.000+08:002003-10-06T20:19:59.723+08:00Okay, heres my interpretation after a period of thinking and analysing...
If you belong to Category B, he wouldnt tell you that you dont belong to Catergory A. If he told you that, you wouldnt belong to Catergory B, because he would have already violated the rule for putting you in Catergory B. So why would he violate that rule when he long ago intended to put you in Catergory B? There is no Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065422684234484772003-10-06T14:44:00.000+08:002003-10-06T14:44:43.746+08:00Woken up by noise from next door.
Unpleasant news.
Slept again.
Headache in the morning.
Ate my most detested half boiled egg (too watery).
Flung Social Studies.
Ate a chocolate mint cookie.
Found Toot and Candy.
Said 'bye' to Chessy.
Met Ah Ma and Hong ("I thought you go library?")
Shared umbrella with Toot.
Took 135.
Sat on the MRT with Alesia.
Home.
History later.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065364376170225492003-10-05T22:32:00.000+08:002003-10-05T22:32:55.863+08:00I CANT BELIEVE IT! YOU ARE SUCH A HYPOCRITE! DONT LIE YOU ME THAT YOU ARE TRYING TO 'SHORT PAIN IS BETTER THAN LONG PAIN'!
You want him... Dont you...Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065321664697900372003-10-05T10:41:00.000+08:002003-10-05T10:41:04.243+08:00Good luck to Crappers and A.F. in their Sec 3 final year exams! Hope that after that we can all hang out together (?), play bball, go eat bla bla bla... I guess itll have to wait. Toot, Ma and I still got O Level Chinese to endure and it sucks watching people celebrating while we have to mug for the most important exam in our secondary school lives -hops away to watch the Justice Leaugue- By the Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065271680821660422003-10-04T20:48:00.000+08:002003-10-04T20:48:00.330+08:00After reading the unsent letter Ive written a year ago, I realised that he has never left me. Not then, not now, but no one knows for sure for the future. At least now I know he is still with me. The air is getting thinner and I find it harder to breathe. Nevertheless, I will find the will to survive.
***
"Maybe its not that Im still clinging on to that memory, maybe its because Im afraid that Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065195974865986172003-10-03T23:46:00.000+08:002003-10-04T00:10:40.850+08:00"scared heart break den alsod un feel like liking le.."
Maybe Yiping is right. I shouldnt fall too deep. He is not the one for me. And I know it. Yet I still plunge into the Black Hole.
Sometimes the sun seemed so bright, and we played in the fields with bright flowers of red and yellow. The aroma of the buns and biscuits wafted through the air; the light breeze sprinkling small yellow leaves. Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065016926281519042003-10-01T22:02:00.000+08:002003-10-01T22:02:06.410+08:00Okay, I know, this is the exam period, I should be in front of my Physics textbook, not the computer, but this is my life, let me die if I want to, okay?
Where have all the days gone to?
The days when I was alive
Where have all the days gone to?
The days when I was I
How could I be alive here?
When I was dead long ago
How could I be alive here?
When I sold my heart and soul
What world am I Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1065010432651598612003-10-01T20:13:00.000+08:002003-10-01T21:22:54.143+08:00Now I know why people change. They change because of their surrounding influence. They change because they are with a different group of people, and they need to adjust their image to suit this new audience. Its just... Hypocritical. Sadly, Im one of them.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064912041219659022003-09-30T16:54:00.000+08:002003-09-30T16:54:01.396+08:00He was so near and we were only inches away. I thought my heart skipped a beat, yet in another second he was gone, whisking away that very short moment of fantasy...Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064845399157923562003-09-29T22:23:00.000+08:002003-09-29T22:24:48.016+08:00i believe
I almost couldnt believe how two words could be so powerful for me to endure. Why must it be at this time? The exams are around the corner and if I flung them, I may risk dropping a few subjects. My future would be ruined! Yet there are certain unexplainable forces that would surpass the importance of my future.
I am too weak to resist it.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064759993286474622003-09-28T22:39:00.000+08:002003-09-28T22:39:52.873+08:00I just read my classmate's writing. It was so similar to my experience that I felt as if I was the protagonist of that piece of work. I guess, other than myself, he is the other person whom I know of who knows what I feel exactly.
I think the both of us, though involved in a different story, know that we are clinging on to memory. Beautiful ones or sad ones. However, it is only in memory that weJinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064664454917865902003-09-27T20:07:00.000+08:002003-09-27T20:07:34.983+08:00I slept at 5pm yesterday and I wanted to wake up at 5.30pm, bathe, and then start on my revision. However, I didnt! And the time I woke up was today, 6.56am! Remembering I had Maths supplementary the first thing I woke up, I rushed to Dad's room, in my blouse and school green P.E. shorts (which I had worn to sleep the previous day) and told him to fetch me to school immediately. It was funny how Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064560169753659362003-09-26T15:09:00.000+08:002003-09-26T15:10:53.960+08:00Sometimes I dont know what to think. I feel sorry for Rachel for having so many people against her. I know the feeling because Ive been through it before. I dont want this kind of torment repeating on anyone. But it did, and theres nothing I can do. The Crappers probably call me a traitor if they knew I had any feeble sign of support for Rachel. Anyway, I'll do what I can do (which is nothing Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064492938459281742003-09-25T20:28:00.000+08:002003-09-25T20:28:58.223+08:00Quite attentive during class today. Rather rare as compared to the other days in the week. Innovation presentation went quite well, except for the inspiration part. Hahaha.
Wong and Quek voiced their opinions about E4. Couldnt care more and didnt understand why Harry Tan was so worked up. Raised many roofs during English and Maths. Surprising that it amused me so much, much more than Jes crap Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064406737079730862003-09-24T20:32:00.000+08:002003-09-24T23:37:48.813+08:00I just "came back" from a round of blog visiting. Js blog was about Wongs reply for my question of "Do you think two parallel lines can meet?" Although many of my classmates say they may meet under some circumstances, but I doubt it, even though I myself would like to believe that a pair parallel lines would one day intercept each other.
Sometimes, humans find it hard to accept a true, hard factJinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064312686419275942003-09-23T18:24:00.000+08:002003-09-23T18:24:46.276+08:00Today was the Maths and Science Challenge and my class emerged third for making a device that fly with the power of some balloons. The second was E2 (who cheated using a string support) and the first was E6, Hotpants Power. E5 got the cheer champion. It was a rather simple yet lively event and I enjoyed it :) I have a feeling Im going to slack today again.
Maybe Im just falling deeper, or am I Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064238775717907772003-09-22T21:52:00.000+08:002003-09-22T21:52:55.120+08:00A short entry due to my busy schedule...
Today I bought M&Ms from Khatib MRTs candy shop and some Sembawang Sec guys bought these $0.20 choclate bars and didnt collect after paying. Being such a kind and innocent girl, I agreed to help the auntie deliver the candies. To my disappointment, the guys started to say that they did that on purpose to get my phone number. Ar... Lousy day anyway... Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064158331509915762003-09-21T23:32:00.000+08:002003-09-21T23:43:31.526+08:00Suddenly. I miss A.F. so much. I wasnt very good friends with Jes and Ass then. I tried searching for that feeling by reading CYs letters and playing around with the necklace of the four flowers.
Suddenly. Tears cascaded like a mini waterfall down my cheeks. I felt ashamed of my weakness. I have lost that feeling. Yet I am too weak to face this fact.
CY. Please. Can you care more like how you Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1064116831142805442003-09-21T12:00:00.000+08:002003-09-21T12:04:06.523+08:00This entry is on the mid-autumn festival celebration in school the day before.
I arrived at school at 7am for A.Maths supplementary. Later on, there was St John as usual. I was rather glad that the NCOs finally did PT together with us, so there was nothing much I could grumble about, which was a good sign. Then, Ivan came and taught us something about planning a programme, but as we didnt answerJinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063966733589241672003-09-19T18:18:00.000+08:002003-09-19T18:20:35.406+08:00I met my CLDDS camp group mate on MRT today! When he walked up to me I was literally staring into that strangely familiar face and blinking. "Who are you?" I managed to blurt out after a minute of staring. He started to mention about camp and memories flooded my mind. People actually remembered me... When he asked me if Im attending camp this year I didnt know what to reply. With that Pig Prins Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063796997123445862003-09-17T19:09:00.000+08:002003-09-17T19:09:57.133+08:00I had been rather idiotic today. Think: I purposely missed a bus just because I thought someone would be arriving at the bus stop a little later, and in the end I realised he had CCA! -.-" In conclusion: I missed the bus for nothing and wasted 10 minutes stoning at the bus stop.
Later, I met CC on the bus. It was really different. During our Sec 1 and 2 years, I still liked to take the bus with Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063791813958054312003-09-17T17:43:00.000+08:002003-09-17T17:43:33.666+08:00Here is a photo that Gitzers and I took at wang fu jing, a popular shopping area in resembles Orchard Road in Beijing, China (from left to right: Gitzers, me):
For an opague photo, click here.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063623367157527002003-09-15T18:56:00.000+08:002003-09-15T18:56:07.186+08:00Happy school reopening! There was Chinese O Level Prelim Paper 1 today. I felt rather satisfied having written two compositions of a certain depth ^^v Chessy seemed a little depressed when I tried to talk to him, I wonder what happened... I must work hard, as Ive written in todays composition. I must win myself.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063379505487042752003-09-12T23:11:00.000+08:002003-09-12T23:13:05.816+08:00Curry and fish head are supposed to be one dish, a delicious meal for many Singaporeans. Yet how could you gulp down a bowl of curry, and drink iced milo afterwards? According to Mom, youll get a stomachache. But thats what some people like to do. They dont even care what they get in return. They just like eating that way. Why?Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063350625548514452003-09-12T15:10:00.000+08:002003-09-12T15:16:19.376+08:00I cant help it, so here is another entry ^^;;
Just some old and dusty memories from a long time ago...
"he come look for her, then never see her then quit le"
"i go play cs, one hour later come back, sorry la"
"i go out buy thing, very fast de"
"wa so clever can solve all the treasure hunt"
"i dont know"
"whats your address?"
"send ma"
"why you today like so quiet?"
"gonna miss you again"
Wow,Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063339479400192052003-09-12T12:04:00.000+08:002003-09-12T12:04:39.390+08:00A sneak-peak of my first day in Beijing...
It was, wow... Familiar advertisement signboards came into view, but it seemed like they were translated into Chinese. It felt like my computer had been switched to a Chinese version. Beijing was basically like a Chinese version of Kuala Lumpur, and my family sat in this small, shabby little van which took us to our residence - Yue Xiu Hotel.
Gitzers Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1063300904585506452003-09-12T01:21:00.000+08:002003-09-12T01:21:44.600+08:00Hi everyone! Im back from China! Got a lot to say about the place, but not now though. Dad's going to kill me. Its 0110 already! Here are some sneak-peaks though:
I bought a pi xiu for good luck on Monday, the O Level Chinese Prelim Paper 1.
I almost lost YQs book on the airplane. Jes said I would be the one who would be heartbroken and not him... As Ive always said, "zhi Jin mo ruo Jes". Haha.Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1062686906138180582003-09-04T22:48:00.000+08:002003-09-04T22:48:26.176+08:00"I says:
ey im going to china during the september break
---- says:
wa... so gd
I says:
where got good
---- says:
come back first thing prelim
I says:
you want me buy thing for you?
---- says:
er... no need la
I says:
okay lor
I says:
just asking ;]
---- says:
:)
I says:
my class 25 A's then i JUST PASS nia... what is this... useless me
---- says:
haiz don be sad"
Pure sweetness...Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1062596718694725382003-09-03T21:45:00.000+08:002003-09-03T21:49:16.490+08:00Someone I used to so-called "love" made me give up on love, or rather, going steady in secondary school totally. It kind of scares me off to be too close with guys. Maybe I care about my reputation too much to let my heart rule. I feel fortunate, however, to have known great people from A.F. But ultimately, I guess the people who have shown me genuine concern and care are Jes and CL kor. They Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1062510665668600642003-09-02T21:51:00.000+08:002003-09-02T21:51:05.563+08:00"I says:
erm
I says:
when can you lend me the book?
---- says:
ar...
---- says:
i brought the book for ages le...
---- says:
in class...
I says:
really...?
---- says:
4got to giv u"
Well, sometimes luck is needed... Today, Jie said... I kind of took it lightly, which wasnt like me at all. When I asked for confirmation, it wasnt very bad. I just couldnt help being a little depressed now... Ive Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1062426336230453972003-09-01T22:25:00.000+08:002003-09-01T22:25:36.256+08:00Today is a total flop! I meant to finish my homework (which by now I have already did) and practise A.Maths sums for the whole of today, and yet I hogged on the computer -- again! Im so disppointed in myself. Tomorrow... Changes will be made! -determined-
A couple of minor interests today... Crapped with Jes and Jie on Messenger and An Dao tried to impersonate Curry. What an extra! Shall not Jinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750620.post-1062340995491520372003-08-31T22:43:00.000+08:002003-09-01T15:58:16.656+08:00Well, not much happened today. This morning, Gitzers and I had breakfast at Aunt Jean's as Dad and Mum were still at KL. Later, we headed back home for our usual activities -- computer hogging, and Aunt Jean went for her church service. On the MRT, I saw Gitzers NeoPrint and she was wearing an apparel I didnt recognise, so I asked her where she got it, but her immediate change in expression Jinnoreply@blogger.com