actually, e food and fun fair was not too bad. ok, it was quite fun considering i didn't get to do much except slave around for almost e whole day. i actually thought we wouldn't be able to sell all our pasta... but hooray! we did in e end. cos business was like sai in e morning but really peaked up from noon onwards. i think our pasta looked quite good. i think our class is not bad. we were really quite adaptable. at first, we were selling smthg tt looked remotely like ice kachang. but wasn't v popular so we took e syrup meant for e ice kachang and started to make drinks... yum! (as if - it was either too diluted or too concerntrated) we had two flavours for e syrup drinks, peach and strawberry. Kar Mun gave me one cup of e strawberry drink to try (i had to pay, of course) and i almost choked to death. it was sweet like wat. gross. so we had to keep on going to get water from e water cooler to dilute e drinks. i kept on going to e water cooler, so sickening. but later Jasmine said get water from e toilet sink...so. er. whoever bought e ice peach tea from our stall... u noe where e weird taste came from now. later we made ice cappuchino. then we ran out of coffee and we couldn't boil anymore cos we didn't have anymore power points. haflway e ice shaver broke off e stand and we couldn't make anymore things got to do w shaved ice. so irritating. then i got Yu Jin to help me hold e crushing thing while i press e button for e shaving thing and voila! i got quite a few cuts though... anywhere, I'm v proud of my class... v enterprising! we used e peach syrup to make ice peach tea (water was fm toilet). we bought bottles of coke fm 4F for $1 each, then poured em out in little cups for $1 each. so lucrative. i think e customers were quite pissed when they found out they bought cups of coke for $1 when they could've bought one whole bottle for e same price. too bad for em though. we were e corner stall so good for us. later we mixed e peach tea w e coke and started selling "ice peach cola". tasted really yummy. when we ran out of peach syrup, we went to take water from e toilet sink and started selling "ice water with a tinge of peach". 3 for $1. ppl actually bought! haha. not bad. we started selling cocktail w ice, and then when we ran out of ice, we sold cocktail w/o ice - 'fresh and natural' oh ya, after we ran out of pasta, we started selling e spaghetti sauce - "meat stew" and managed to sell a few bowls. not bad. we oso managed to sell our uncooked pasta and unused parmesan cheese, and e coffee oso, if i'm not wrong. so after a v lucrative day, we managed to earn about $2400++. wowee. sad thing was tt i didn't really get to do much. only painted my nails and get ppl to buy food for me. i really wanted to slide down e giant tiger/lion/big cat w it's gigantic rump straight up in e air, but didn't have time. Yingyi said it was v fun, although quite painful. well, well. oso didn't get to go to e haunted house(s). heard it was quite scary. boo. i guess there just isn't any balance. u either slog through e whole day, or u slack e whole day. i missed out on quite alot, but i absolutely dun regret slogging for almost e whole day. i've oso learnt alot. like - dun eat out as often as u do, because u nvr noe wat e stall keepers do to ur food.

i hate my blog. it seems so darn pretentious. anyway, i was totally exhausted, esp during band. mis sia kept on making us play right from e beginning all over and over and over again. plus i was going to drift off to sleep any second. I'm really exhausted, mentally, physically. I'm aching all over. all this food & fun fair hype is just not getting to me. saw those teacup ride thing in e forum carpark? tt is e most retarded thing i've seen so far. but not to worry, e sch WILL outdo itself on Sat. St Nicholas' Teddy Bear. Life Springs water. Has e sch done a New Line Cinema and started a St Nicks' merchandising company? seems like it. nowadays e sch isn't so much a sch, it's a brand. and according to mr Gan, we are PRODUCTS. I found tt rather insulting. hmm. anyway, I din noe there were so many kiasu freaks out there. my advice: please, for God's sake, just relax. u're scaring ppl, especially me. relax MK. u should really watch TV, even for just a few minutes. or a few seconds. wacthed American Idol just now. and let me tell u, I'm am truly SICK of seeing tt stupid Jean danker's face pop up every 10 minutes. her forehead is so wide i'm v tempted to take a gun and shoot her right there. great. then won't have to see her again. our class T-shirt is not bad. It's really quite nice. but I look so disgusting in it mainly because e arm-holes are too big and my arms are way too flabby. yucks. i think i'll just go scoot around a bit then i'm going to sleep.

take the "what's my fault" quiz.

i dunnoe why. but i get irritated so damn easily. all my subject grades stink worse than shit and my term 1 PPR is not going to be good. i'm oso not excited about e food & fun fair. i'm not excited about e fluid fusion or anything. i'm just so tired. almost fell asleep during physcis but mr Gan was standing right in front of me and asking "do you follow me gers?" about once every 3 seconds. and he has a kinda scary glint in his eye when he talks about e ticker-tape timer thing. mrs kam as usual, has assigned us a new task (explanation text) only thing tt's not so bad is tt we're doing grp work. our grp is doing on a bermuda triangle, but i dun really think it's a very good idea. i've read both conflicting views on e has-been, no longer contraversial issue, and really i dun find it v interesting. of course, it's all my fault.

just got back. when i was on 136, i suddenly realised tt e digits of e two buses i take most often (73 and 136) add up to 10. 7+3 = 10. 1+3+6 =10. so i just sat there totally stunned for about five minutes. don't laugh. i noe it sounds totally retarded but i was seriously stunned. more so because i have been taking those damn buses for almost 2 years now and i didn't notice it at all. sometimes it's e smallest details tt hit u like a ton of bricks in a gunny-sack. and if it doesn't, it should. see how much i take things for granted. when i get out of st. Nicks, i really really won't noe wat to do in life since i most prob won't be studying in JC or poly (mebbe going overseas). eight years just pass so fast and this e ninth. pretty soon e tenth year (coincidentally, 10. frighteningly ironic) will be gone and i'll just be stuck. how in e world am i going to adjust? i mean in school they even tell us how to wear our uniform properly. in e real world, which idiot is going to tell u to make sure u're belt is sewn down properly? (tt is, if u're wearing one in e first place) scary. e more e school enforces e rules, e more students r going to rebel. I'm not saying tt we shouldn't have rules. but e way things r going, we might as well not have any in e first place. i dun remember such a problem when i was in primary sch. e sch was so much warmer then. now e sch is so cold it's almost (clinical). i really dunno. we used to have free milo just for being e loudest at making farm animal sounds. (pri sixes made cat sounds and e whole level got free milo). quite stupid, really. but it was really fun. and to this day, I still do not regard miss Choo as xiao4 zang3. i noe many ppl dun either (those fm st.nicks pri). tt's how it is when u compare her to mrs hwang. mrs hwang definitely left behind shoes too large for miss choo to fill. but then, tt was three years ago. i really don't think tt i'll be as sad as i thought i would be to leave st. Nick's after all.

today during PE, i had e shock of my life. Miss Hu said our NAPFA in April. I almost fell off e mat. APriL?!?! so soon! I always thought it was in August. damn damn damn i think i was e only toot-head who didn't noe until today. oh bloody hell. this is really really bad. I've been too complacent - i haven't been training, I'm eating way too much, and I've definitely put on alot of weight. oh gosh. mebbe I can sneak out later and go for a quick jog. ARRGGGHHHHHHHH. and MK was being her irritating self. When I was doing (actually, TRYING to do) e back raise, she started giggling so loud tt EVERYONE turned and looked at me. oh gosh. so embarrasing. then ms hu scolded me or she hui or dunno-hu. hng. then MK said smthg like "there's a hole in your chest" or something. which totally freaked me out until she said again, "there's a hole in your pocket". i dunno how come my hearing is so bad until laddat. ya well, there is a bloody hole in my pocket and it has been there since e beginning of e year and mebbe even before tt. and today i got back my chinese paper. i thought i was going to fail, but got 31/50 in e end. shld have seen She Hui's paper. 40.5/50 which equals 81%. tt Yi Xian got 42.5?50 which equals 85%. oh hooray my sis says she will jog with me and gosh I'm thrilled b cos her NAPFA timing for 2.4 is 10minutes+++. so bye bye I'm off to trrain. Hope I can cover 7 km before 8.30pm.

hope u still have e appetite for supper/breakfast/lunch/dinner

i dun noe wat it is with me and cockroaches. a few weeks back, I was in e shower when (suprise!) a particularly bold member of the species (disgustis cockaroachalis) started running all over e bathroom tiles (at my feet no less). Yucks. I still have goosebumps when I think about it. i think most ppl would oso have done e same had they seen a little lump of sai skittering over e blasted floor. ok fine, I admit i jumped onto e toilet bowl, and showered there as well. but i really really did come down when i didn't see e roach anymore. but of course e stupid thing had to play a trick on me. tt sneaky cheat was waiting OUTSIDE the bathroom door. It was DIRECTLY in front of me (about 1 metre) and when I came out, it came running towards me again. Eeeeekss! yucks yucks yucks. I did wat any sane and normal human being would have done - I screamed my head off and jumped on table and stood there screaming my head off. e cockraoches in my house are all like tt. Not only are they sneaky and daring, they're oso very hard to kill. my sister had to trap e cockrach in a plastic bag and smash it with a plastic spoon. She tried cooking e scum by pouring hot water in e plastic bag (didn't work) she tried suffocating e scum by tying e plastic bag (didn't work) she she did wat she had to (worked - too well in fact, my sis is still physcologically scarred from e experience) I just wish she had threw e spoon away instead of just dumping it in e sink to be reused (just kidding). anyway, for a while back then, there was this dead cockroach in e corner of e band room. Which is not so bad in itself (it's DEAD - e way cockroaches should be) but every time there was band prac, we could discover e cockroach in various (exciting) states of decomposition. (and of course rotton things always give off a lovely hazeline fragance, if you know wat I mean) today there was a gigantic cockroach e size of a thumb on e wall (cockroaches in my house are, as mentioned before, mutants. i really dunno wat it was doing on e WALL) and my mum just calmy picked it up between her fingers and put it in between a piece of tissue and just squashed it to pulp (cockroach pulp - yum) errgghh! even my grandmother isn't scared of cockroaches. which leads me to conclude - unlike musical talent, being fearless of cockroaches doesn't skip a generation. it just happens to skip mine.

TVP (bn@eclipticweb.com), A reviewer, February 11, 2003,
Great Reading
Drenched in thinly veiled analogies to the Bible and various mythologies such as Norse, Greek, etc. It is a difficult book to read and well worth it. You want Peter Jackson to put these stories to film after reading one page.


Quenta Silmarillion

i want to put my arms arms around you

gently, ever so gently

I want to put my hands around you...

and SQUEEZE the LIFE OUT OF YOU

i want to hold you tight

and break your ribcage

puncture your lungs so you end up a porcupine

with your bones sticking out of your lungs

come closer...come nearer...(if you dare)

I'm harmless, I'm sweet, i'm a cuddly (and kinda hungry) teddy bear