I have no time to blogblab.
So, I hired some part-time bar-top dancers for your sole entertainment.
So, meanwhile, Charlie and gang shall entertain you with their professional pole/bartop/japanese dancing.



that's your exclusive preview of your tchrs day performance! Aren't you looking forwad to it so much? I am.



I just put that there cos I was init for about, like, 1.5secs.

I know I promised a 'fotofilled' entry.
But I have a feeling called "notinthemood" too, and right now it's working its shit.

I'm just in my "notinthemood" mood.
So today you shall hear me moan groan complain about why I'm
"notinthemood".

Firstly, I had a sore throat at the start of the week which was pretty frustrating. I had to drink a MUG of saltwater evry morning to soothe my throat,
literally, salt mixed with water. In case you're wondering, it actually works.
So, if I have to experience the taste of drowning in the sea for my voice back,
oh well.

- Ok that was yesterday, typed that halfway and my notinthemood mood was really going up so i had to stop blabbin.-

Fortunately, today i am back to norm again
I won't procrastinate, hesitate, discriminate, salivate or anything with ate.
Let's get this shit.
Photolog lah.





Okay ya know what? The pics hate me or something, they're not loading.
So, sorry people.
Meanwhile you shall have to bear with the mediocre Tchrs day note i wrote for Ms yeoh.We're compliling a bunch of articles from evryone and I'm writing whatever I can think of, in this one it's her fash sense.
It's kinda bootlicking but hey, Teacher's Day okay? Just do whatever it takes as long as they're happy, since it's just one day(muahaha).
So enjoy!

Until a certain species called the "Ms Yeoh" came into the knowledge of mankind, teachers and designer labels were like Hugo Boss is to Bossini.

After being taught by countless teachers, many had come to a devastating conclusion that

"Teachers have zero fashion sense"

As in zilch, kosong sotong, big fat egg -> 0.
From Opiang office shirts to auntie attire and dry-fit shirts that are anything BUT dry, I could go on and on and on and..but I'll spare you the agony.

What more could these teachers come up with to frighten the living daylight out of us innocent unsuspecting and totally fashion-concious students?!!

It was another new school year and evryone felt fashionably frightened as we were anticipating the fashion disaster we were going to be distraught by for the rest of the year..
She stepped in wearing *gasp* Gucci and ferragamo heels!

It was Coco Chanel's(deceased) gift from fashion paradise to us, poor style-malnutritioned students.
" Ms Yeoh" continued to stun us throughout the years with her ever-changing stylish wadrobe from boho chic to office hip.

We were finally saved from the fashion illiterate who couldn't tell the difference
from boho and hobo by this fashion immaculate angel from runway heaven.

As my cliched story ends,
fashionably ever after..

Alotta stuff going on these days..too much for me to go thru all at once.
Went to Sci ctr yest and dance pract at moi hse today.
Took alotta self-indulging photos. Too many. And too little time to settle evrythin at once..no time alrite!no damn time...

Piano exam is this thurs and I'm still playin like crap.
So I've got no choice but to sacrifice my blogblabbing time for finger excerise.
Anyway I promise a fotofilled entry once im done..just cut me some slack this week.
I know my piano teacher will ask me if I'm having a fever after I say this,
but,
I am going to get a stinkin distinction cert for piano!
You laugh.

As the corny saying goes,

"You can if YOU BELIEVEE!"

I know you're cringing now.

Anyway i've distrubuted all my photos to evryone. so u'd probably see more at their blogs..still don 4get to check bak at the end of this wk, for a juicy fotofilled entree. cyas..

Pics for the poor souls who din manage to catch the fireworks..
All these pics from the comfort of my balcony, a full unobstructed beau-tay-ful
view of the fireworks.Oh yeahhh.
It's ok, you can hate me now.

PHOTOLOG!
Wave your hands and say
"BAH! FINALLY DAMNIT!"


Where are the dam fire works? How come so bright one?
Neh-mind, I zoom in and see whether can see..




Sigh..can only see my handsome face..nevermind


mariKITAHH lah yah singapuRAH..


haha look at those pathetic ppl have ta park their cars there to see..
and if u look closely, there's alotta ppl crowded across the river..just to see the fireworks..i almost feel sorry for them, almost.


Yay! Wave to the uncle in the copter, and who cares if he can't see you?!



waahh.
I could hear my spastic neighbour from next door's balcony screamin as if they'd neva seen fireworks from their hse bfore,naturally, with the help of little brat, we screamed back and the firework session turned into a
we-are-more-suaku-than-you competition.
I felt so patriotic.
oh wait still got arh!


I hope you're jealous already. yah?
yahlah of course you r.

TIL THEN..

P.S (POOT/PFFT shirley)
Who's blog is dead now? Huuuuuh?

I'm so glad I'm living on beach rd.
Can see a 180 degrees paranomic view of all the fireworks. They're so beautiful and I don't think anyone ever gets tired of watching them.
Right? Right? Jealous yet?
Course you are. lol.

Anyway today was so overwhelming, heck I din have time to even feel tired.
Did sat nite feva from 12.30 to 3 which is like...urh..2-and-a-freaking-half-hours
Bloody hell, wonder how we're gonna remember all those pointless moves.

Then went to Ange's house round 3-thirthay.
to learn the dance moves from her and after another 1 freakin hour, I gottit!
Yay! Haha tupid.

Oh yeah, on the way to Ange's hse, saw a getai just at the carpark. It's kinda freaky for me. Bit creepy...

Then halfway learnin e dance from ange, Keith rang moi.
Goin jammin' this sunday again!

Yay, I like it there, it's really cool.
Though the room's preety small, but the keyboard, electric guitars , drums , amps and the whatever big-big complicated plug box make up for that.
And since now kenneth has gotten de piano score(finally..), we can finally make some sensible and bee-uu-tii-ful muzika. yay!
And can you believe it, 60(freaking)bucks for 8 puny pages of a piano score,
(Plus shipment, handling, taxes and GST, MSG.. blah blahblah)
it was pretty much a rip off.

After that we learnt our lesson,

Music shops are for the filthy rich,
Ebay is for the filthy cheap.

Glossary
filthy rich- indos
filthy cheap- financially challenged, lesser mortals like us.

Convo with Keith:

Moi: Eh yah so sunday rite? OK can.

K: Oh yah forgot to tell you, just now me and mike went jammin, then we anyhow playplayplay until we made up a song leh! Very nice eh!

Moi: Oh really har? *Highly skeptical*

K: Yah! Play on sunday for you all to hear lah!

Moi: Ok..see you, don forget to tell the guys to come okay?

K: Yes ma'am.

Moi: Gd boy.

Sry if you felt that was pretty lame and pointless but it just popped outta nowhere so I just decided to throw here.
Can't wait to hear their 'very nice song'.
Does that mean that if I go in there and anyhow singsingsing, it will also suddenly sound very nice?
OOh.
I shall try on sunday...
*evil cackle*

National Day celebs today.

And after that was POP.
Oh yeah, I got some cadet award for guides during the Prize Presentation. Along with jasmine, chanel and the dua neh bus.

Eve was pretty disappointed that she didn't get any,
but I don't think not getting a $10 popular voucher is anything worthy to be disappointed about, if that's any consolation.

But it's the recognition you get that counts actually, and you don't need to march up in front of the whole UG just to be recognised as a good guide.(ha, sounds cute). You're already recognised by all of us in MHGG eh?

Yeah of course, all those times we hear ppl calling..

"EVELYN!! Help me tie scarf!! "

I'm guilty of course.

You mighn't have gotten that stupid $10 popuplar voucher, but you got something way better- our nod of approval.

Which is waay betta than the $10 popular voucher, which I foresee will be abadoned at a dark corner of my cupboard, and only to be retrieved months later, expired.

So I hope this was consoling enough for you, miss suwati, considering the effort I put in to think up all this bullshit.
Ok lol it's not bullshit cos it actually makes pretty good sense.
So, you're welcome.

Anyway we didn have Sat Nite Feva, cos we told kara that we'd be exhausted and tired after POP, which is abit of a lie, beacause I was still prancing around after that.
But heck, we still got free pizza and ice-cream so all's good. HAha..
We had group photo taking, which was very squeezy and highly uncomfortable.

After all the formal ones.. shirley and xueting taught me the tricks of their trade, their trademark, hand on boobs picture. Ok it sounds pretty gross, but in the actual thing it's dam funny.
It's a pity I din bring my cam and I donno who's got e pics yet so can't upload em..But will do asap, if I manage to get them anyway.

Overall it was pretty enjoyable for our last National day in MHSS..
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww......

My posts are laggin a little these days. Too. Much. Work.

Stayed back to practice for Tchrs day gain today.
And once again, my blood pressure went flying high.
Imagine shouting for 4 hours straight, intermittenly.

Like the POP commanders, except that I was shouting evry 2 minutes.
And I still managed to keep my voice, so amazing. Maybe I should try doing POP commands. hahhaha.

Still kinda worried bout the performance cos we're still a little off..and coordinating with the instruments..
argh, shall not worry lah..can't afford to lose it right now.

Ok, so tomorrow is National Day...wheee..yay!
Not. Cos it's national day and what does that mean?
It means, Passing On Parade. The final damn thing, finally.
But that sucks, cos it means afta that we won't be seeing Dua Neh Bus (Xt and Sm) already..aww...whhhyyy..

Evelyn's gonna get emo. And I'll need to find a way to break the cornyness and stop myself from gettin emo too.

Oh shit, I forgot, I'm havin Sat Nite Feva after POP. Urghh..oh well at least I know there'll be a bunch of us doin it.
All for one and one for all.
In this case, lame for one and all for lame.
Yeah babe. LOL.
Besides, we get free pizza from kara, so what's there to lose?

Yaaaaaay!
(Do it the 3 year old style with your hands up in the air)
Cya ppl tmR..

Our last dam rehearsal for POP today.
Despite going all the way to Newton HC to eat chicken rice with evelyn,syafiqah, joveina n jasmine, I felt so drained by the time we started marching.

For the first time,
I really cannot lah.
But the rehearsal was inevitable so I didn't have a choice.

Thank god this is the last rehearsal anyway. Now we can just get over with the real thing and it'll be end of story, the end.
At first it felt so grand, then it was bloody tiring, now it's just boring.

But I'm gonna miss the Dua Neh Bu and Bo Neh Bu..so sad..nobody to mock at about their nehs after that.
Hopefully the bye-bye parteh would be memorable.

Eve got kinda emo today. During the passing on part. She kept telling me
" I feel like cryiiinng..."
I couldn't take it because I didn't know whether she was crying or laughing, or both.
So if you can't beat em, join em.
Will miss you lots n lots Xt and Sm..

Tried to keep the whole update short and that's de best I could.


This thought just randomly came into my mind today...

All the small critisisms our friends tell us from time to time sometimes tend to hurt us unknowingly(to them). Because we don't want to let it get to our heads, we just brush them off as a jokes.

Sometimes they're so direct and blunt you just can't help but feel so hurt. You can't believe that they could actually think that way.
The catch is, the closer the person is to you, the greater the impact is.

You feel like telling that person that it hurts you, but in the end you decide not to. You don't know why either. You just don't want to, probably.

Sometimes we're so open that we forget to be sensitive, that other people still feel. I hope I haven't been like that, cos I know the feeling is so awful.
Dam gotta run..

Tata ppl..

We've finally reached the topic of blogging during Eng lesson.
Well it's about time.

Sooooo, we were talking bout how blogging has encouraged a "me.com" generation. Basically a self-indulgent generation of bloggers,publishing an online diary accessible to the entire web community and talking bout what they did and why and blahblahblah about their life.

A common definition of 'blog' is an online diary. A place where they supposedly post their "personal" thoughts and comments, a platform for their 'freedom of expression'.

It's a place where we can FINALLY be heard among the sea of voices in society.

There are probably 2 generic types of bloggers.

The "My life and me" bloggers

These are the ones who are probably the most guilty of the self-indulgence and pointless gabberings about their boring life. They typically bitch about their daily activities like why they just argued with their boyfriends or how well their anorexic diet plan is working.

Criminals: Mostly tweens and teens like you and me

Guilty as charged: Well I admit that I've done some bitching here and there. But I'm not completely obessesed with my life and do talk about general topics from time to time.

The "Political and World Issues" blogger

At least these people give blogging a bit more credit and are at least have more purpose than the "mylifeandme" blogs. They talk about ongoing issues of society and world political issues and show their insights on the topics.

Whodunit: Middle-aged adults, mostly.

Guilty as charged: I don't read the political ones much, but I do read the ones on society issues. I can relate to those more because it affects people from all walks of life. For politics, I still can't read past the first two lines and not let my mind wander. In a few more more more years maybe?

To the self-indulgent bloggers, blogging is probably just a passing trend on the net. People can leave comments on the entries after reading them. And many bloggers, after reading the comments, get a boost of their egos. These people are so narcissistic (Excessive love or admiration of oneself) that they are disillusioned into the fact that people are interested in their pointless ramblings. The comments just feed the egos of these "bloggers" and encourage them to continue posting.

While blogs have many purposes, some of which can be useful, many have abused the accessiblity and liberty of it. Some even posting nude pics and "homemade vids"

The whole idea of a blog itself is a neutral thing. It is how the bloggers put it to use that determines the whether it is just another superficial fad or an advancement of the net.
It would be sad if it was just another passing trend.

So much for this post. Haha, I'm blogging about the harmfulness of blogs.
In Ms Chang's words " How Ironic ! "
Yay. Ok Ms Yeoh you can grade me on this as an essay and we'll skip the rest of the assignments alright? Yeah rite. lol.

Tata..

Wah. The past two days have been an equivalent to 5 hours of POP rehearsals.

In short, it's been giving me a slight concussion and was dam tiring.

Yesterday we stayed back for the Tchers Day rehearsals, and man, what can I say? The Drama, baby. But we still have a long way to a smooth show, lotsa preparations still..got kinda worried afta we ended yest cos was afraid we won't make it..but all you guys assured me it'd be ok..neways you guys r e best lah.

$30 bucks for the high sch musical piano score. Tsk tsk, such a rip-off. I mean of course it's plus the shipment cost. But I bet if it were on Ebay it'd be bloody cheaper. Nevermind, at least after splittin within the class it's cut down to $2 per person.

Notice how vague the description of the Tchers Day thing is..I'm not spillin anything or else there won't be no surprises nemore.

Okay today..
Yeah did saturday nite fevarr. Lol was doin the ACES Day workout thing with Charlie, Faris, Germaine, Arnold and well Hakim was supposed to be there but cos of NPCC. Anyway, I'm er finally gettin the hang of it and it doesnt feel so lame anymore. I though it wouldn't take more than an hr or something, but it lasted for like, 2 hours.

Well partly cos charlie,me and germaine were held hostage by nasi lemak(it's not a person. Really mean the food.) at the CC.
But Charlie was kidnapped by 2 plates of nasi lemak. So blame the two plates of nasi lemak.

But it was pretty fun actually. I mean besides Charlie and Faris's gay dancing, it was fun. lol.

Doin the guides soveiniers tmr..man..
I'm overworking again. But my adrenaline's rushin so I'm actually findin it preety fun ..

So much for todays post..I'm practically draggin myself to slog on this keyboard. If I could, I'd bang my head on the keyboard now cos I can't find anythin to type. And now I starting to realise that I'm spoutin alotta weird crap at this point of time so I shall stop now. LOL. I'm soo sorry.lol

Tatas...