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Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Looong time never write here. English O Level Prelims are over... for quite some time already. Prelims are in less than a month time... Ay ay better start "waking up" ya'll. Anyway i just want to say a BIG HUGE THANK YOU! to Geraldine, who generously gave me a post card of Stuart Townsend! Thankyouthankyouthankyou! Haha :)
Finished reading Strangers on a Train... the murder story about the hidden motives and stuff. Pretty okay book. Right now, reading The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. Read a chapter every night... And every night i have difficulty putting it down. i love his style of writing... Funny thing though, the real Dorian Gray is blond, but Stuart Townsend is not. BUT WHO CARES. He makes a damn good Dorian. Anyway yay i love the book... i borrowed it from my elder sis. The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde. A little something from the book...
"But you should not say the greatest romance of your life. You should say the first romance of your life. You will always be loved, and you will always be in love with love."
If you're interested, and really free, try reading the Preface of the book, here.
rockin' at 9:21 PM
Friday, August 08, 2003
rockin' at 6:53 PM
Thought up of a poem, to compliment my blog's theme... Jump, Little Children.
Jump, Little Children,
O'er the cathedral walls
O'er the withered ivy bush
Where sinners often weep.
Run, Little Children,
Down the aisle, past neat rows
Up the steps where Life, Bond and Death celebrate
Under the staring hollow eyes
That forgiveness often seek.
Play, Little Children,
Above the rotting flesh
Where death takes us all - sinners or not
Go Little Children, o'er graves you leap.
Kinda has something to do with life and death... with some religious reference... But it really is quite dark. Churches do often have cemetries in the back. Thought up with nothing particular in mind. Innocence and sin all end up with the same fate. Kinda sad, huh?
rockin' at 6:48 PM
Low down of what happened this week...
Tues: After school, did English compo mock test thingy... After that i was feeling kinda depressed. Not because of anything major... but because i was down that i killed off one of my character. :( i really didnt mean to... but i had to drive in the message. Ah well we'll see how i'll fare for that.
Wed: After school. Practised again for the Arab dance, like we did on tues. Got new steps, and the "guys" are improving, though the "girls" are shakkiin' their way into our hearts and always distracting us. Can see most of us trying our best to learn... The try outs were today. So it was kinda last minute, but a really good effort. Mavis even said we were really neat and in tune to the beat. So yeah... Sky 50 did a good job too! A real good job thats what i think... better than s3... But shanna has to loosen up! Comon'... "shake that thing miss..."
After the try outs, me and ling went to practise our lay ups. We did at least 70... Kinda got the main gist of it, when the PRO walks in - Oh Geok! So she saw our pathetic lay ups and offered to help us... we gladly accepted it, and it was cool cos she was damn supporting and stuff. Then we played alot til me and cow collapsed, then we played this try-to-throw-a-shoe-up-and-get-it-stuck on the bball hoop game... Ling's shoe finally got stuck thrown by GC of course, and it was pretty stupid. But funny. Yep. Then it got kinda late then the Indian lady screamed at us to get lost and we said okay fine and we left.
Thurs: Went to check out the used CD shop at Jurong... searched for pretty long... i got 3 CDs (Silverchair-Freak Show, Eve6-Horroscope, Suede-cantremembertitle) The eve6 one sucks. i only like one song... but worth $2.50! Haha... everyone was so shocked to find it was buy one get one free. Yeah then i also bought (FINALLY) - Radiohead, Hail to the Thief! YEAHHH i lovelove it! Heard it most out of all... (of course i paid 20 bucks for it) but its worth it! His voice is sooo... wow. Amazing... Swoon. Specially love 2+2=5 and Scatterbrain.
Fri: Today. Yeah... sucks cos i had tuition. Found out in school that we didnt make it. Tiffiany cried. i really dont get it... i dont understand. But i can NEVER cry because of something so trival such as that. Its only a dance for goodness sake. Maybe i'm insensitive. Yeah. Must be it.
During the singing session, the stupid sec 3 fucks started making this train and running all over the fucking hall. Stupid asses. So mavis and shanna started poking them with their "wand" or balloon sticks, and i waved my balloon vigirously in their general direction. Heard and "OWWW". Whoops, sorry. i didnt know balloons hurt that bad. Went home, supposed to meet some pple at bears house to play bball... i was supp to bring ball, but my tuition ended late. 3pm... too late. I'm so sorry... maybe play tomorrow? And noooo we dont MISS that someone. Hmmph. Me and Ling! Gonna become real pros, right??? ON! Hahhahaha.
Later.
rockin' at 6:40 PM
Sunday, August 03, 2003
I'm really sorry about everything that has happened to you and everyone... i didnt know, i didnt read. i couldnt comfort you when you were at your lowest... I'm so sorry. i wish i could know everything... i wish i could read between the lines. But i'm just some silly, stupid, insensitive prat that would have to think twice even if you talked to me straightforwardly. i dont want to play games anymore. I'm sorry if i hurt you, i didnt mean to... Please... call me, or message me if you happen to read this. Then again, i'm not surprised if you dont even come here anymore. Why would you?
rockin' at 3:47 PM
Saturday, August 02, 2003
Gave my blog a make over! How is it now? i need feedback, dammit! Yeah yeah i'm back to black. Bite me. i like black.
Today i bought dinner for me, my sis and my maid. Ordered pizza in :) Haha havent eaten that in ageees. Yum... Ordered the family set thingy meant for 4-5 people haha. Nonono we're not pigs. Yes, there are left overs... Spent 33$ just like that. But at least they're happy. Now really quite bored. Had chemisty in the morning. i prefer VA... i mean i'm more confident in it. Well i guess its cos i havent studied my QA. Then had to rush home for maths tuition. Before that i saw the book, Catcher in the Rye next to my desk so i was like WTF THATS A FUCKING GOOD BOOK. i asked around, like... "Whos book is this?!?!" no one answered me... Yeah i read it last year. i remember not being able to put it down, and being obsessed with Salinger's style of writing after that. Very casual... but effective. i guess it was from then on that i decided to ditch the "she deftly grazed her child-like porcelain hand past her soft, ink-black hair... Revealing phosphorescent, ardent eyes that seemed to bore into my very soul" Into "she brushed her hand against her hair. Her eyes were deep and alluring..." Also because it wrecks my brain to think of a line like that. Yeah i actually like writing. But i hate thinking of storylines. i'm never good at that. i simply DETEST those stories with atypical "she was unhappy... argues with mother often... some major accident happens... reunites and changes into the 'OH I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY I HAVE A MOTHER ALL OF A SUDDEN MY LIFE IS GREAT AGAIN' kind of daughter". Fuck that. i want GOOD storylines. With hidden meanings and morals involved. Like Catcher in the Rye, and Of Mice and Men. Stuff like that. So i guess thats why my compo never gets really high. Cos of my really different kinds of storylines. i dont know what to do... i can change, if i want to. But i dont. I'd hate myself if i did. Thats why good authors never come up with like 12 good books. Take Hemmingway for example. He wrote alot, but how many are really famous? Obviously, "The Old Man and the Sea" is one, but what about "A Farewell to Arms"? Or "Men without Women"? Have you heard of those titles before? i dont want to be another average Joe who writes the same storyline as everybody else. i wanna stand out.
Dont be just like everybody else. There's always the south, east, west... North-west, South-west, North-east, South-east... And everywhere inbetween.
rockin' at 9:04 PM
I sent off this morning
Down the road along the river
Which I take but once a year
My walk will take me by the shore
Then inland for a mile or more
From the cold sea spray
A small wood stands upon the hill
An old house near it lies in ruins
Forgotten long ago
And here in a clearing, overgrown with moss and ivy
Is your lovely grave
A dusk I will make my way
Along the lanes and through the fields
To where my cottage is
But before I step inside for bed
I'll look up at the stars as we had
All those years ago
So here's for Uncle Pat
Uncle Pat by Ash
rockin' at 6:30 PM
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