Flibbertigibbet.

This sucks.

2012-01-23T12:14:00.001+08:00

Why am I so horrible at English?
The worst part is that English is my first language too...
Procrastination keeps getting the better of me as well. T_T
Oh English, why are torturing me so much?
Why can't you just mean what you say?
Why do you require so much analysis?
You're exactly like a woman, except you can't make sandwiches. God dammit.

That should be a shirt!

2012-01-16T03:33:00.001+08:00

Guess which one's me.
Here's a hint, I'm the coolest one.

I love my chemistry class and Ania's awesome camera.

Help us!

2012-01-06T11:23:00.001+08:00

https://www.facebook.com/airfreshner.hazards

Please help our Group 4 project by liking this page. :D
I would really appreciate it very much if you support our project.
It's a project aimed to spread awareness of the hazards of indoor pollution.
We start off with a small step by identifying one of the small source of hazards and offer better alternatives.

Tweaks.

2011-12-13T09:14:00.000+08:00

I was pretty hesitant about bringing the chatbox/ tagboard back.
There used to be some unwanted spam on there, so I removed it.
However, I brought it back, but with a little tweak to it.
It's at the sidebar, below the archives.
So feel free to tag again, whenever, leave your comments and I may (or may not) read them.

I also added minor tweaks here and there. :D

Shucks.

2011-11-28T22:03:00.000+08:00

Thanksgiving break is over.
Gotta hang on for 3 more weeks.

Homecoming!

2011-11-27T11:39:00.001+08:00

*Note: May contain some inappropriate content.

I can't have a true American experience if I don't do something that's truly "American".
(Besides getting morbidly obese due to a diet of fast food.)
More of an American high school experience, you know, Homecoming, Prom, whatever other shit that won't land me in jail. All those good stuff.

To add on to my list of good American experiences, here's a pretty exciting one!
I know it happened more than 2 months ago, but I really had no choice.
I couldn't stop being lazy. Fortunately for anyone who's still out there, and myself, I suddenly have this desire to blog again (not everyday or often, but enough to keep myself satisfied).

Anyway, back to the topic, Homecoming.
None other than the almighty Brian Wong was my date for that night.
The incredible part of the whole exciting week was that WE were Homecoming King and Queen!
-Round of applause-
Nonetheless, I tried to abuse my extravagant title, but little success prevailed.
What a sad story.

Anyway, here's the collection of pictures for your eyes to feast on!
On the left is the super-awesome garter I made for Brian and on the right is the triple mum Brian made. :D
Aren't they beautiful!?

Anyway, leading up to the week of the actual dance/ pep-rally was Homecoming week.
It was a week of fun and games where you dress up and do dumb shit that's candy theme.
If you dress up, you get candy.

Monday - No school
Tuesday - 3 Musketeers vs. Mike & Ike
Wednesday - Skittles colors
Thursday - Jolly Rancher vs. Pop Rockers
Friday - Spirit Wear

Megan, Min and I were the 3 Musketeers.
The seniors were red.
Brian and I were the jolly ranchers with our happy animals (Megan the pig and Min the cow) and Tae was our rebellious brother.

Yeah I know. Freaking Kevin Yoo sucks at taking pictures.
First, you can't see us, then you see his finger. -_-"

The jolly rancher that turned into a rebel.

On Friday, it was the pep-rally.
Since we were nominated, we had to dressed up and be all fancy.
They announced the Freshmen, Sophomores and Junior winners then, but we had to wait till the game at night to know who won for the seniors. We, seniors, are so special. So special that it became a hassle.
               Then later that night, we went to some stadium, to the dumb football game
(which we won, not cause we have a super great team, but cause the other team sucks).
We only arrived at half time and left after half time.

     My step-mom was my escort.
On Saturday morning, we had to return to school in the morning to set up first.
  LAZY ASSES.  As mentioned earlier, here's the r-rated part of the post.
An art piece that Ania & I created on Sanat's car.      Adding final touches.  Bored of holding up the mural; we had to stand there for around an hour.
We had to hold it up so it doesn't fall and tear.      Look! It's up in the background!  After a day's of hard work, the beautiful mural was hung and completed. :D
It took everyone's effort to create such a giant piece of work.
Hanging it up definitely wasn't an easy task.

Finally, it's that night!
Before the dance, we took pictures at Andrew's house first, then had dinner at Johnny Carino's.
                                       It was so fun, that they jizzed in their pants.
As you can see, it was a great Homecoming. :D

Does a duck's quack echo?

2011-11-24T12:18:00.001+08:00

Hello? Hello? Hello?
Hm, there seems to be some echo around here. here. here.
Oh look, cobwebs all over the place. place. place.
This place looks dead... dead... dead...

Oh well, if anyone still wonders,
I'm, of course, still alive.
Just too lazy to blog.

My internet has being going crazy lately.

Meh.

Rejected.

2011-08-15T23:29:00.009+08:00

The long awaited class schedule collection was today.
Not that I was excited that school is going to start in a week, but I was really curious what my schedule was going to look like, what friends I would have in my classes and who the teachers are, etc.

Lets start with the pros of this school year:

We start school at 8.20.
We're seniors.
Off-campus lunch.
Out periods.

Now the cons of this year:

Our school is 15 minutes longer than previous years.
We get out at 3.35 P.M.
We have very screwed up schedules.

I was pretty satisfied with my class schedule last year.
They didn't really screw up my classes and put me in most of the classes I need.

Unfortunately, they screwed up EVERYONE'S EVERYTHING this year.

Look at that! WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD I SIGN UP FOR WEIGHTLIFTING!?
I know it gives me the half semester of PE credit I need but why can't I just have a normal PE class,
or "outdoors/adventures education" or whatever shit that's called.
Honestly I have no idea what the hell that is but it sounds way better than what, uh "WEIGHTLIFTING".

Man and my 1st semester Biology class is a regular class.
I was in a pre-dip Biology class in my Sophomore year so why did they suddenly dumped me in a regular class?
I want my extra 4 points to raise my GPA and ranking.
Plus, the teacher who teaches regular Biology is a real pain in the butt.
She's old, cranky, loud and is a real nit-picker.

Lastly, my advisory class (home room) is an imaginary room - A1147.
Not really imaginary, but it's not really a class.
It's just a room for like medical stuff for the athletic people.
So I have no idea where to go for Advisory.
It makes me feel like the other 10 kids in my advisory class and I are the rejects of the school since we're the only kids who doesn't have an advisory room.

WHAT DID WE DO TO DESERVE THIS, TO BE OUTCASTS AND REJECTS!?

I hope they freaking fixed this on the first day of school.):

/Edit - All my first world problems from this post have been solved. I continue to live. Yeepy yeepy yay yay.

Summer in a Nutshell.

2011-08-06T23:00:00.004+08:00

Look at me.
I'm fabulous.

Just kidding.
This sucks.
I had a bunch of unfinished posts sitting here throughout the summer.
Unfortunately, I never got around to finish it and a couple months later, I had no idea what I was going to write about.

Ahh. Boo-Hoo.
School starts in exactly 1 hour and 15 days.
Oh shucks, my summer work is still sitting on the bottom right corner of my desk, barely touched.
So I was going to post my summer in a nutshell, but I got distracted.

Ta-ta till my school starts.

Almost there.

2011-06-01T10:33:00.007+08:00

This unglamorous-pitiful picture should serve the purpose well.
It's suppose to be how I feel about ending my 2010-2011 year. LOL.
I CANNOT BELIEVE IT.
Another year just flew by like this.
Special little me got to get out of school two days earlier due to my careless mistakes.
On the other hand, lucky me. (:
I was getting the early symptoms of Senioritus.

I can't believe I'm really a senior now.
One more year and I'll be off to a university.
I'm excited. I look forward to see what's ahead of me.
I guess it's kind of odd to see someone that excited about growing up aye?

Whatever, I like it.
I love my Junior year. It was fat-bulous!
I met a whole new bunch of people that I never thought I would ever got to know, and now, we're busy trolling each other every day. (:

I'm doing really great in school too, which is really surprising.
Now that my Junior year is over, I can say I've survived the first year of IB (OWTTE).
I know I whined and complain about it all the time about how terrible it is, it actually isn't...
It just requires time and diligence (which are both what I'm never really willing to provide).

Despite all my ridiculous hyperbolic complaints, I feel like I'm going to miss Ms. Johnson since she's moving to Oklahoma.
WHAT WILL I DO NOW THAT I CAN'T TURN IN MY CRAP LATE.
I tried to imagine what it would be like to have a new organized English teacher and that image was terrible. It means I have to actually annotate and read on time now...

Then there's Chemistry.
It's the hardest class I have but as usual I'm maintaining my grade in there without really having to do that much, though I did put in my 110% effort for my final since I know I was going to be doomed.
I sure could use a break from that class, but it's now one of the few classes I don't mind going.
It's actually fun now.

Then there's Math class.
Sure, I'm probably in the most annoying Math class that Mr. Lancaster has, but I like it.
I like how they troll him and he makes the funniest faces in response.
I like how he makes lame jokes in his sarcastic-robotic tone.

Then you have Mr. Mellin.
I know everyone probably thinks I hate him, but I actually think he's not a bad person.
I'm not going to deny it, I don't think he can teach well in class, but he's one of the most hardworking teachers I've ever known. He puts in all his time for his website which was actually pretty beneficial to a certain extend (though he wastes lots of class time to explain his web -.-).
He's actually a really nice man.

Then there's Ms. Grisham who's probably having a fairly rough year due to the A-B schedule muck ups.
She's always forgetting things, but she's a great teacher.
Though her class does get boring, but what can you do?
History is history.

LASTLY, Ms. Womack.
She's pregnant! She's that LOUD teacher that you can hear from across the school.
I've learned to respect yet pity her. She works hard to teach the students, but being a regular teacher, her classes have one of the worse discipline problems I've ever seen.
I've never seen anyone with such patience.
I wish I was half as patient as she is. T_T

Well I guess that's all.
I was just reminiscing on my Junior year, or at least recording down what I think about my teachers this year so when I'm dying in my senior year due to IB crap, I can come back and look at what I thought. Then I'll think I was nuts.
Overall, my Junior year went fairly well.
Heck, it was great, but I'm ready for an even better year ahead!

ARE YOU!?

I lied. I need that summer break first.

Bukward.

2011-05-21T19:16:00.001+08:00

♥

IB Attack.

2011-05-15T11:49:00.001+08:00

I'm in IB survival mode.
Leaves me with little time.

I love Enya.

Check out them guns.

2011-05-10T10:35:00.001+08:00

Happy Birthday to Megan Lohser! (:

I was inducted.

2011-04-24T20:47:00.003+08:00

In middle school, I was selected to join NJHS (National Junior Honor Society) in 8th grade.
There really was no point since 8th grade year was almost over. -_-"
I was in it for like, what? 2 weeks? Or maybe 2 months.
Yeah I think it was 2 months.

Well what's so special about this "society" or whatever it actually is?
I honestly don't know.
It just sounds really really fancy and it looks good on the resume.
Come on, National Honor Society? How does that not sound fancy?

After doing some tedious paper work and about a month, I was accepted into the non-junior society and the induction ceremony took place 2 days ago.

Well, nothing much really happened. It's an induction ceremony after all.
So here's just a spam of pictures. Some are blurry so... yeah.

I look like an alien here...

Pimpin'

His tie must have smelled good.

Then we forced the teachers to do Asian poses.

A new gang sign. (;

My awesome black bodyguard.
Be scared. >]

Gotta love the last picture.

What's wrong with me?

2011-04-17T23:32:00.000+08:00

I seem to be flooded with problems this week.
Not like emotional problems, it's something more related to my bodily ... troubles?
Whatever the word for it is, it sucks.
I'm feeling pangs of pain everywhere, especially on my face.
(Might be a hyperbole but whatever, 1 pain is enough for me so more than 1 is too much.)

HUGEEEEEEEEE canker sore (it's an abomination)
sore throat
a pimple that's in the process of developing on my chin
sort of a bruise on my jaw (no, I didn't get into any fight)
a paper cut on my pinky
mosquito bites on my arms and legs

HEY! I DON'T CARE IF THEIR SMALL PROBLEMS.
They STING like a FREAKING MOTHERFRUITLOOP.

Jeez, what's wrong with me.

Popped the Cherry with Five Guys

2011-04-13T22:16:00.010+08:00

As "exotic" and kinky as the title may sound.
It's not all as it seems.

Five guys is actually a restaurant, not whatever you're thinking about.
Okay, you're probably thinking about 5 real guys...
I guess that's not that bad.

So lets admit it. Looks are something.
Most of the dudes out there probably like a girl cause they're pretty at one point.
Note, I said one point cause guys aren't as picky as girls.

Girls want EVERYTHING. - Rick MAN.

Don't lie either girls, you know you like Bieber cause he's cute or some shit.
Or those little Korean pretty boys.
You know you like those kiddy looking little ~~girls~~ boys, while some of you like rocking hard abs.

Back to my point, so I heard about these famous burgers and fries from a couple of friends.
Of course, I wondered if it's really that great.
You know, it's just some meat and vegetables slapped on some buns.
Then you get a couple of sliced potatoes that's been fried and some sugared drink.
Does that sound THAT appetizing?
Okay, it does to me. LOL.
Since I never heard or seen or touched or tasted this infamous burger,
I was really curious about what it would look like and this is what I got from Google:

Dayum. I gotta admit. That ~~man~~ burger looks hot.
Look at his perfectly shaped buns and guns.
Ooh la-la. Who wouldn't want to get a taste of that hunk.

After months of talking about it, we never really got any action with a single guy.
I know, disappointing right? ):
One day, we finally headed down there and I got to lay my hands on one of these hot papas.
It definitely lived up to it's expectations, most importantly, mine.

You have the free flow of peanuts that was just sitting there.

You have the whole view of the kitchen to see how your burger is being made.
Along with the guaranteed 100% fresh beef and freshly cut potatoes.

Unfortunately, it didn't live up to one expectation.
I was sort of expecting something like this:

But instead, I got something like this:

Okay, the fries pretty much look the same cause they're just fries.
I mean how different can fries look?
But then instead of a nice tall standing burger, I got some squashed-overly-stuffed burger instead. Man come on!
That wasn't what I expected!
Well this is pretty common for all restaurants though, the food usually do not end up look like they do in pictures.
I guess the squashed burger wasn't that bad.
Since you know, my mouth isn't that big.

Even though it was squashed and "shorter", it was no oompa-loompa.
I could barely get a bite of that MONSTER.
IT WAS HUMONGOUS.
AND IT TASTED RIDICULOUSLY AWESOME.
I would definitely go back to get more even though it's freakishly fattening.
I'm gonna try a little hunk next time, this one's too big for me. -Wink wink-

And that's how I popped my 5 Guys cherry.
P.S. I wish I can wink.

Chocolate Truffles!

2011-04-11T22:33:00.006+08:00

GUD 3V3NING L@TI3S N G3NT@HM3N!
Oh my freaking god.
I'm like so freaking hyper it's not even funny.
I don't even know why.
I've also started to develop this weird habit of typing really ghetto just to troll people like Min.
LOL. It's all their fault; they started this qh3tt0 shit.
Hmm. I probably shouldn't bring that ghetto shit on here.
HAHAH OH WELL. Who cares.

ANYWHOOOOOOO.
I had a major sugar fest in school today.
Maybe this is why I'm bouncing off the walls right now.
A sugar rush that takes effect 6 hours later? LOL.

I'm starting to really like speech class.
We basically have free time most of the time since our class of 15 is like half the size of the others so we usually get things done within the first half of the lesson.
The rest of the time is just used to chitty-chatty.
Then again, I don't really get stage fright and am comfortable with speaking and presenting, maybe that's why I like speech class too.

We had to present speeches today (it's a speech class after all).
It had to be a how-to speech so Annie, Tazsha, Yoobin and I decided to make how-to(s) on food so we can have a semi-feast. WAHAHAH.
Unfortunately or fortunately (whichever), all 4 of us decided to do sugary food.
I decided to make some chocolate truffles that Megan taught me.
THEY'RE RIDICULOUSLY AWESOME.

So you'll need ...

1 large packet of Oreo
2 semi-sweet Baker's chocolate
1 pack of cream cheese

First, empty the Oreo and cream cheese into a HUGE bowl.

Use a spoon to crush and mix everything into fine pieces as shown.

Roll them into little balls.

Empty the Baker's chocolate into a bowl.

Pop it into the microwave for around 2-3 minutes to melt it.

Coat the Oreo balls with the melted chocolate.

Pop it into the fridge for roughly an hour.

Once the chocolate hardens, you're done.

It might not look very pretty since it resembles dog poop (quoted from Puja), but trust me, it's SOOOOOOOOOOO AMAZINGLY DELICIOUS.
I'm not kidding. Everybody loves these little chocolate balls.
Chris loved it so much that he drooled when he ate it.
Not kidding about that either. LOL

Along with my chocolate truffles, we got some Belgium Waffles, Ice-cream Float and Red Velvet Cupcake with caramel icing. Yums.
I gobbled everything down too quickly so I only have a couple of lousy snapshots of some of the food.

Imagine the amount of calories I consumed today...
American plus size, here I come.

Iron, Lasers and Trash.

2011-04-09T10:11:00.014+08:00

I wish I was have to ability to whip up an amazing blog entry in 5-10 minutes.
I normally spend 30 minutes to an hour on a single blog entry.
Usually the quality of the post is proportional to the amount of time I spend on it,
so I guess the longer the better (not true in all cases though).

Unfortunately, I'm being bombarded with loads of work to do for this week.
Well, that's the story of my life.
Now you see why a skill like that would be ridiculously awesome.

As you can see, I have at least 7 assignments due by next week.
My goal is to eliminate as much work as I can over the weekend and I'm currently down to 5 assignments.
I must say, that's not bad since I spend only a mere 3 hours of my Saturday night being an anti-social nerd.

Unfortunately for me, I would have started working earlier but I had to do some stupid Ranchview Clean Up shit.
Honestly, if colleges only care about our academic grades, I would probably be sleeping till noon instead of waking up at 8AM to slave under the hot sun.
Then again, I highly doubt my grades are OUTSTANDING enough, so luckily it isn't all about grades.
Which brings me back to slaving under the hot sun to pick up trash like a convict just to get a couple of community service hours and a good looking resume.

Poor Min. She's always being bullied by us cause nobody loves her. ):

I always wonder why I look so awkward in jumping shots.
I can't seem to point out what my problem is.
Is it the way my arms and legs are positioned?
Is it my facial expressions?
Or is it just me?
Overall, the cleanup wasn't that bad, maybe even somewhat enjoyable, but it was extremely exhausting and too hot for my liking.
Oh well, at least I got my exercise of the year!

Since I had to wake up early on a Saturday morning, it didn't occur to me that I should eat some breakfast since my brain still had some morning fog in it. On the other hand, even if it did occur to me, I wouldn't be able to cause step-mom was rushing me. Poor sad me. I didn't even get a chance to fill up my water-bottle.
10 minutes into the clean up and my tummy started to growl and roar. I forced everyone to agree to go to Chipotle for lunch and of course, they were obligated to say yes or they have to face my fury. WAHAHAHA. What can I say? I love Chipotle.

This may look disgusting but trust me.

It's absolutely fantastico, fabuloso and whatever words that are synonyms of awesome.

Then you have the crazy Iqra who stole a lemon from Chipotle to eat it for fun because she thinks it's "so good".
I mean really? Who the heck does that!?

Then Erin, Iqra, Brian and I had to go to Wal-Mart just for me.
I had to buy some shit for a speech presentation I have on Monday.
I "accidentally" stumble across some Pocky and couldn't helped myself, so I splurged on a packet of Pocky for $1.08 USD. Dang that's pretty expensive for a small box of Pocky.

Anyway.
It's pronounced as "Po-kee" by the way.
All my stupid American friends call it "Pock-ee".

Meanwhile, we had to do some ridiculous "experiment" in Physics on Friday.
All we simply did was take a bunch of lasers and aimed it at different prisms or whatever.
However, everyone did everything else but that, so the whole experiment was basically some sort of laser play time instead.

And this is what it looks like if you shine a laser through the lens of some 3D glasses.

We had to do some electrochemical lab for Chemistry too.
I thought it was going to be exciting and all since we're technically making some electricity.
On the contrary, it turned out dull and somewhat tedious.
What's even worse is that I accidentally got some Iron solution on my nail.
It oxidized with the Oxygen in the air so now I have this little stain on my nail that annoys the shit out of me.

Anybody knows how to get rid of it without chopping either my finger/hand/arm/fingernails off?

SeaWorld.

2011-04-06T21:40:00.011+08:00

Here's a quick overdue blog entry!

In U.S. it's pretty normal to see people wear their military uniforms out with a smug on their face. They look smart and proud of their profession. In fact, if you're in the military or associated with anyone in the military, you could easily get discounts at certain places as long as you can provide proof.

One of the benefits was free tickets to Sea World once a year.
If I'm not wrong, it's any Sea World in the US. However, the Sea World is basically the same everywhere anyway.

Whenever we come back to Texas, we'll head down to San Antonio and do some shopping at San Marcos Outlet then head down to the Sea World.
Since I move every 2-3 years, I've been to Sea World San Antonio 3 times.
I don't remember the exact years that we visited so I'll just guestimate.

This was our first trip to Texas around 2nd-5th grade.
It was that period of time where all you really care about is playing and don't really give a damn about your appearance. That was my favorite shirt by the way.

This was around 7th-9th grade.
You know, boobs still developing, still growing stage.
Also the "I want to be prettier but have no idea how" stage.
That was also my favorite outfit at that time. Oh god.

This was last month.
When I figured out what make up was, better clothing and hair I guess.
So surprisingly, I went to Sea World at least once in elementary, middle and high school.
I found that pretty amusing.
I never noticed how much I've changed physically, from that grandma-glasses nerd to that ooh-la-la-she's-cute girl. LOL. Self-flattering much?

Well, other than that, the experience was pretty much not as exciting as I thought it would be.
A part of me thought that there might be something new and exciting since I haven't been there in a while, and the other part of me sort of knew what to expect. When I was there, I noticed that my last visit was only 2 years ago, so nothing much has changed. The shows were either same or identical (not for the better either), there weren't much animals and it started getting insanely crowded so we just left.
The best part was probably the new add-on.
Some reason, they thought Sesame belonged at Sea World. Odd.

P.S. I got a free cake pop at the outlet when I was shopping around by myself. Not only did the cake pop taste good, I was happy with my shopping spree too. :D

P.P.S. Honestly, I'll never go back to Sea World again for probably the next 10-15 years.

Now What?

2011-04-04T20:14:00.003+08:00

It persisted for more than a month.
I was extremely astounded to find that it suddenly disappeared.
You know, I was in the shower and I suddenly noticed that it's gone!
I felt a surge of renewed energy rushing through me (okay, that's an exaggeration).
Nevertheless, it makes me jubilant. :D
Guess what it is!

MY WRITER'S BLOCK IS GONE!

Well... what else could it be? I can't have a period for a full month can I?
But if I did, I would probably get the same feeling anyway. LOL.

To celebrate this mirthful moment, I shall try to do as many blog entries as I possibly can in a night to do some "catching up".
Though I have no idea what there is to catch up with since you know, this isn't some sort of class or something.

Well, I don't really have much to say about today though, since most of my school days are identical to one another, like Siamese twins.
However, I guess that today is somewhat significant, since I managed to keep myself alive and kicking till now.
Even though I'm alive everyday, today is one of those super-duper-uber rare days where I scrape by with only a couple hours of sleep and manage to not take a nap or eat much.
Oh god, I sound like some ill anorexic bitch.

I've been in Texas for a year and sure, the weather is berserk here; it's snowing one day, and it's scorching hot the next.
However, we seldom get massive thunderstorms, especially in the dead of the night (unless I managed to sleep through them and am unfortunate this time).
I guess you can sort of see where I'm heading.

Upon semi-completing my disgusting English analysis packet (like every other analysis shit) at midnight, I headed to bed, looking forward to visiting my dreamland of chocolate fountains and marshmallow clouds.
Around 3.30AM, I was awaken by the loud bang of thunder that had me jumping out of bed.
I'm not kidding, it was loud and obnoxious and I probably jumped 3-5 inches.
It sounded like it was being one of those annoying little brats and just wanted to wake everyone up just for the heck of it. My sleep was interfered throughout the whole night.
Even with the curtains and my eyes shut tight, I continue to see the flash of lightnings.
The pitter-patter of rain was louder than the usual pitter-patter, it was more of a DOK DOK DOK DOK. Of course, it was loud and obnoxious too; so it was more like there was a trillion brats right outside my window. -.-

Since Singapore is a tropical country (I think), I should be used to loud thunderstorms by now shouldn't I? That's true, but I've never stumbled upon a storm like this.
It would knock against my window like someone's throwing rocks at it, then it would switch to the soft comforting pitter-patter again.
So basically, it kept switching between a tempestuous thunderstorm and a placating drizzle.
This kept repeating and there was no snooze function for this wretched alarm, and it kept going on till it was time for me to go to school.

I could not tell you how insanely exhausted I was.
My brain felt drained and I was constantly light-headed.
Even my appetite was abnormal.
I would feel really hungry, eat a couple of bites, and I'm done.
Full, like I ate a horse.
Nevertheless, I stayed up the whole day in school, since we basically had to do quizzes, tests and projects. Then of course, I had to complete my stupid analysis packet since it was due today.

Well, the main reason why I stayed up is actually cause of trolling hoes, you know, the ones that I call "friends". LOL.

So I guess today is somewhat different. :D
I think I should get started on homework first before I do the next blog post.

P.S. The photos are for a photo competition. I want that $50.

Gorillas & Giraffes.

2011-02-26T23:16:00.001+08:00

I can't exactly remember when I went to the zoo.
It might have been last weekend, it might have been last last weekend.
Was it on a Sunday? Or was it on a Saturday?
I'm not absolutely sure since I procrastinated too much.
Maybe it hasn't even been that long and it's just that I have a terrible memory, which is not surprising at all.

I've always wanted to plan a trip to the Fort Worth zoo with the hoes, but then we just never got around to it. My mom randomly offered to invite my friends along to the DALLAS zoo since the ticket cost only $5 for each person. It was some sort of promotion to attract more visitors.

So I wondered why not and invited Megan, Min and Brian. The others have church, so I didn't even bother asking. I threw my Crime & Punishment book aside even though annotations were due the very next day (which reminds me that it was on a Sunday) and headed off to the zoo for some cheap thrill. Too bad, Megan ditched us for her little slumber party with her cousins.

Most of the pictures are Brian cause
1. Min is "camera-shy".
2. I have the camera so I have nobody taking pictures of me.
And most of the pictures suck cause of I'm an amateur and so is my camera.

Here's an awkward picture of Min and Brian.

Here's my attempt of dragging her into the fountain.

Here's our awkward picture.

Here's the troll and the adorable penguins that we didn't give a hoot about.

Here's some baboons or manwhatever. It doesn't matter cause it refused to show us it's shiny red butt.

Here's Brian's attempt to look like some elephant warrior.

I accidentally knock my knee against the elephant's metallic ears while getting on and it resulted in a large bruise that hurts like a ... perra (Spanish).

Here's the insanely cute gorilla that was lying down right in front of me on the other side of the glass. I hate that glass.

Some huge lame tortoise.

Here's Brian reuniting with his family at last.

Of course, he has to learn to communicate with his new family first.

Here are some cute giraffes that we got to pet even though we weren't allowed to.

Then both Min & Brian got really whiny about being hungry so we stopped to eat. Our cheap thrill turned out to be not so cheap after all since the food cost more than the tickets.

Here's Brian meditating on some turtle.

Here's a kangaroo.

Here's a goat.

Here's us, bored, at the souvenir shop.
Well the pictures basically sums up all the interesting parts of the zoo, besides Min's insanely crazy moments that scares the crap out of me. But yeah. That's about it. The rest were the usual stuff like birds, other kinds of monkeys, big cats, small cats, elephants, etc. If I had a better camera then I might have been more interested in them. Oh well.

I learned that Min belongs in the zoo.
I also had to annotate like crazy when I went home.
Seriously crazy.

1 Pint.

2011-02-16T22:36:00.005+08:00

I did my very first blood drive yesterday.
I tried to do it last semester, but apparently my veins were too small.
If I was diligent in blogging, you might be able to find me complaining about that in a previous blog post, or maybe not. Since I just viewed my archive and there weren't a lot of posts recently. Man oh man.

Anyway, I drank bottles after bottles of water everyday since that day. Apparently it helped, though not a lot, but I managed to donate anyway! :D It didn't hurt at all. Well that sentence wouldn't be absolutely true. It was probably like the sting of an ant when they poked the 2-3mm needle in. Not a fire ant, since that would probably cause my arm to rot and fall off, so just a plain old regular ant would do. But it might be because I have a higher tolerance of pain (which I don't think I do), or cause I was extremely calm about donating. I'm just a calm and cool person. HAHAHA. :D Seriously though, I wasn't nervous at all. Nope, not one bit.

I honestly am not sure what drove me to do it. I had this strong urge to do it. It may be the free t-shirt, the free flow of drinks and snacks or being able to miss an hour of class. Or simply, it may be because I just like to try something new especially when it's for a good cause. Someone told me that giving blood isn't the only way to save someone. I totally agree, but 1 pint of blood, a little tiredness and soreness in exchange for the lives of 3 people. I think it's totally worth it, plus I get a free t-shirt, free cookies and drinks and a free health report.

Well, whatever it was that had me all excited about it worked pretty well. I'm going to donate whenever an opportunity presents itself. (:

Roses and Snow.

2011-02-15T11:27:00.003+08:00

Happy Valentine's Day!

Here you go.
This shall be a little game for you.

Part 1.
Try to match the following caption for the pictures above.
Yes, they can be repeated and yes, I'm lazy.

Cirque de Soleil performance
Mom's birthday + Chinese New Year
School canceled for 4 days due to too much snow.

Part 2.
For this part, just read it if you want to or not, it's just a little more elaboration of the caption above or just basically irrelevant details.

The performance was really interesting.
I'm in vacation mood thanks to the "mini winter break".
I have to do blood drive tomorrow. Yay.
I have only 1 drive time left and I'll get my license soon.

Yeah. Bad post, but then it's still better than nothing.

Chinese.

2011-02-11T23:45:00.002+08:00

http://www.ptroa.co.il/petition/
No, my blog did not get hack by those stupid internet fake shit that posts links to fake websites that gives you virus.
I seldom blog about stuff like animal abuse and current news shit, however, there was a particular clip in this whole video (in the link above) that caught my eye.

I know here, in America, we joke about African Americans eating fried chicken and corn bread while Chinese eat dogs. My grandma used to tell me that spam, a.k.a. luncheon meat, is made of dog meat. But of course, she was just trying to scare me and it was meant as a harmless joke. Even though I was told that since I was a little kid, I could never picture anyone eating dogs.
Despite the stereotype that Chinese eat dogs, I honestly didn't think there was anything queer about it when I got a little older.

I mean why not? People eat ostrich, alligator, turtles, porcupines, etc. Anything that has its back facing towards the sky. Our ancestors didn't had assembly lines or machines or the skills that are needed to mass produce food for everyone. So basically it seemed like just a survival instinct for humans to eat anything that was consumable, and somehow it just got passed down the generations and various ethnicity continue to eat "odd" things.

Sure, skinning and cooking things alive 10,000 years ago may seem pretty reasonable as we, humans, don't have the technology or tools to treat the animals a little more humanely and we need to survive just as they do. It was all about Darwin's little theory, survival of the fittest.

Then, today, I stumble upon this video and started to question how our food is being made.
We have the technology and knowledge to kill animals peacefully now so why are we still doing this? Skinning and cooking the animals ALIVE!? I know this video just relates to cats and dogs in China, but I would like to point out that this doesn't only happen in China.

It may be the stereotype that have people pushing the blame on China, since it's a common assumption that Chinese eat dogs. It may be because it's practiced more openly or widely than other countries. Whatever the reason it is, I think everyone should remember, it happens everywhere. I'm not trying to protect the Chinese since I'm Chinese too, but I can assure you, it doesn't only happen to dogs and cats in China, but other animals everywhere else too.

I started to question about what it means to be "more human". Does that actually make sense? We can't say those men that are doing these aren't human cause we all know for sure they are breathing beings, thus humans. These videos show the side of men that lies on the very end of the "humane" spectrum. The side that's probably colored black and labeled as "EVIL AND INHUMANE". But then again, we're ALL humans and we're all capable of anything from "EVIL AND INHUMANE" to "KIND AND HUMANE". It just depends on whatever side we choose to show and that of course, depends on how we're being brought up.

So one thing we can do to bring the gentler sides of humans out is to watch the video in the link above and sign the petition.

Look at that dog that was skinned alive.

Sign it.

Please.

29 Days Later.

2011-01-29T23:38:00.001+08:00

I doubt this is the longest I've went without blogging.
I won't let this little space die abruptly, I'm not that vile.
At least once a month I'll still need somewhere to rant and whine like a little big baby.

Well it's been 29 days and I definitely have 29 days worth of shit to blog about if I actually remember any. Sometimes it feels like someone throws a giant rock at my head every night, thus, resulting in my awfully horrible memory. To be frank as well, I don't have 29 days worth of pictures, so 24 of those days were forgotten. ):

My plan for this post is to whine then chuck a couple of pictures at the end of the post.
So lets get started.

As usual, I have tons of projects to do. As for this semester, projects seems to shift from individual projects to group projects.
Sure, group projects means more people, more brains, less work.
However, that only applies when all of your group members work diligently, are cooperative and is entirely dedicated to getting the job done right and well.

Unfortunately for me, as you probably guessed, for our Chemistry project, this girl is pissing the shit out of me. Even though it's only a group of 3, I'm stuck with this annoying girl and the new kid.

The new kid's pretty alright, he turned out to be totally different than how I expected him to be. He was extremely friendly, cooperative and flexible. You know how group projects work, it works better if you meet up and work on it together.

So here's the short version of the story, this girl kept giving reasons after reasons why she can't do Saturday here or there or Sunday here or there or Monday here or there and yeah, you probably get the idea. Reasons or excuses, whichever, but the project is due Wednesday and if she's that busy, am I suppose to do her part of the project? -_-" I asked as nicely as I could if she could send me her research via email then and she told me no and her reason was "it's complicated".

Come on, is technology to complicated for you or do you have some crazy ass life that forbids you from getting online for 2 minutes to send me something that is going to be 60% of your grade?

After some complicated "discussion", she finally got her ass on and emailed me her shit. Now, was that so hard?

On second thought, forget the pictures, I'm tired.
Here's a random picture of the stuff animal I had for 10 years.

Project #6.

2011-01-21T11:58:00.000+08:00

Hello. Just in case you're wondering.
I'm still alive. I'll update soon.

2010.

2010-12-31T23:33:00.003+08:00

Still stuck in 2010 for another half an hour so I thought I should probably squeeze in a last post to end 2010. Unfortunately, my internet seemed to be like the traffic downtown, slow and dangerous. Probably not dangerous, but if it continues at this speed it'll lead to the creation of a very dangerous lady, ME.

Slow internet also resulted into last resort. I have to use Blogger's "image-uploader" to put a couple of pictures so they're probably awkwardly small and repulsive.
Wow, I sound awfully negative tonight. Oh well, I'm not, trust me.

Before I wrap up the year like I do every other year (go through this year's resolution and determine the success rate, make up new stinky "realistic" ones that will probably fail pathetically anyway and reminiscence on past events that happened this year), I should probably wrap up my Christmas first since it didn't quite end on Christmas day itself.

Christmas lights jig-ma-bob.

Best part of all was Megan and Brian's surprise visit to my house to pass me their presents.
Now I have 35 Domos. :D

Well, Santa seems pretty upset that Christmas is over, while on the other hand, I feel indifferent. I still have to pass presents to the girls. |: Dang me. I'm slow like the internet too.
Well, that should wrap up Christmas. Not really, but I have nothing left. Nothing witty or funny.

Here comes the typical New Year's post!
Reading last year's recap and resolution reminds me so much about the past.
Surprisingly, I fulfilled about 60% of my resolutions from last year, which is quite an improvement compared to the previous years.
Here's a very quick summary. Bullet points.

It's a pretty dramatic year, new school, new house, new country, new friends.
Of course, not everything was that great.

FAPS is gone.
I miss my Grandma terribly.

I can't remember anything else.
On the other hand, there are TONS of good things as well and I generally remember those better.

Kristy, Leslie, Brian, Megan, Min, Annie, Jenny, EunSoo, Kenny
New laptop.
New Camera.
Learned to drive.
Rekindled friendships. [:

It may seem like a short list, but it was still an amazing year.
Well as usual, my mind is still in a blank state. So I can't really think of anything else.
Thus I should probably continue on with the resolutions for this year.

Good SAT & ACT scores.
Get more popping bobba bubble-tea.
Rid the blank state of mind & fobbiness.

I can't think of anything else.
Will put more resolutions up when I think of some! :D

B'mas.

2010-12-25T23:58:00.010+08:00

Blank. Blank. Blank.
That's the state that my mind is currently in.
The truth is, there's just way too many distractions around me.
Whenever I get the sudden urge to share a piece of my mind on this blog, something just pop right out like a weasel (POP GOES THE WEASEL)!

School's been out for a week and in just another week we'll be crawling back to prison, I mean school.
Man. I honestly don't despise my school or anything even though it's ghetto; I just can't stand the amount of work the teachers give us, do they think that they're the only class we attend!?

Oh my, here I go again. Complaining on and on.
On a brighter note, the last two days of school tipped the scale of awesomeness, well if you compared it to typical school days.
Both were half days and there was iHop, cookies and cupcakes.
HOMEMADE cookies and cupcakes.

45 minutes of waiting for my pancakes drove me crazy,
so I started taking pictures of random crap.

Homemade Nasi Lemak!

As for the past week, I enjoyed staying at home... doing nothing.
Honestly, yes, I do. Why wouldn't I?
There's a list of things to occupy me, in fact, the list is waaaaaay too long.
I have 6 seasons of How I Met Your Mother to watch and Black and White 2, a game, to complete.

Okay fine, it's only 2 things, but these two things are enough to keep me occupied for the past 7 days! Wow, now that I think about it, it sounds as if I have no social life whatsoever. I probably don't anyway. LOL.

Which brings me to another point. A PAR-TAAAAAAAAY!
What's the connection? Well, this "party" was more like a small get-together-jig-ma-bob. It was supposed to be a surprise party for Brian's birthday, but we couldn't think of a bunch of people, so we only invited around 9 people, including me. Hmm. Unless you include his brother and his mom, than it's 11! Not much of a crowd for a party. LOL.
So that kinda proves that I have not much of a social life...

Whatever! It was still extremely enjoyable even though I was stuck in a car with Andrew and Christian.
The worse torture one can ever experience, especially when you're stuck in traffic. T_T
The birthday boy was late for his own surprise party since it took us FOREVER to get out of the parking lot, street, alley, road, whatever it was.
Which of course, led to Megan and Min being abandoned alone at home with nothing to do since we were around, lets see... an hour late. Psh, only an hour!

I forced everyone to bring some sort of food so it'll be some sort of mini buffet.
I must say, I'm a genius! LOL!
PSSSSSSH! It doesn't matter if it was Megan's idea to have the "party" anyway!
There was cupcakes, dumplings, do-bu-ki, cookies, chips, sodas and I can't remember what else.

After a feast, the guys went to play football while we girls just sat around and gossiped before we did the unthinkable; we joined in and play some weird numbering football game as well. It turned out to be a game that's a combination of numbers, catch and tag. Surprisingly, it was enjoyable even though I have this phobia for sports balls.

(I bold "sports" because some nasty people out there, for example, 90% of my friends, like to think about something else.)

As for Christmas, we no longer really celebrate it anymore since my parents are too lazy to set up the tree and etc. Plus, we're Chinese, we're too cheap and would love to save every nano-joules, if there's such a unit, of electricity we can.
However, we did went out for "Christmas dinner" at Secret Recipe and headed downtown to look at some Christmas lights. Since my camera isn't some super-high-tech fancy camera, I snapped two crappy shots of some very colorful lights.

Just use your imagination a little and pretend it's some abstract art. -_-"

Of course, not to forgot, MY CHRISTMAS PRESENT!
A BRAND NEW GOLDEN RETRIEVER!

Just kidding
(We're just babysitting).
MERRY CHRISTMAS!

White Christmas.

2010-12-16T22:51:00.003+08:00

Dammit. Seems like there's no white Christmas for us.
Look at the whole Texas. 98% of it is still green. Freaking green.
I hope the this isn't one of those ultra-rare moments where the weather's actually been predicted accurately.

2010-12-15T23:43:00.000+08:00

http://lab.andre-michelle.com/tonematrix

Shit. I'm addicted to this and I'm suppose to be studying for freaking Chemistry. T_T
Click on the boxes to play.

Mundane.

2010-12-13T22:53:00.009+08:00

I apologize for the lack of updates in this space.
Apologise, apologize, whatever.
This whole British-English/ American-English is driving me crazy.
Which brings me to a whole other point:

If the origin of American-English is from Britain,
wouldn't that technically mean that Americans are speaking broken English?
Guess it's alright for them since they coined the term "American-English" and made up a whole other dictionary for it.
Well, I wouldn't see why that's surprising since they were this vast superpower-country, so technically they could do whatever they want.

Wow, I went a tangent.
Anyway, my life is mundane.
I don't have much pictures to upload and am too lazy to do so.
There really isn't much to blog about since I follow a routine everyday.

Shower -milk - school - home - sleep -eat - homework/procrastination - homework - sleep.

Every other class is pretty much going normally like usual,
and to exaggerate and create emphasis, I'll speak for everyone.
EVERYONE is getting tired of school especially since there's only 4 days left and the first semester is over. HURRAY!

I was ready to say goodbye to Pre-Diploma English II and Algebra 2 the very day I stepped into both classes. Which brings in two other classes for next semester which I DO NOT look forward to: Health and Speech.

I honestly hope both classes are going to be blow-off classes where I can do whatever I want and be all jolly and happy. Especially Health, since I am technically a qualified first aider (not really) that has spend around 2 years training on how to give CPR and save choking dummies.
I can say that I'm really good at dialing for an ambulance since I was the 3rd man on the FAC team. Yes I'm showing off my great first aid skills.

Dang it, that was another tangential paragraph.
So where was I?
Right. Classes.

Chemistry is still hard as shit and I'm still managing to somehow scrape by the 9 weeks with another low A. I'm pretty impressed with myself as I would be happy with merely a high C in that class since it's a strenuous class.

Physics is just the usual blow-off class where the teacher continues to spend WEEKS trying to tweak his little "MOODLE" program to perfection for us to use. He spends so much time having "class discussions" on how to improve the system that we never got passed or in fact FINISHED chapter 2.

History and Math are the same-old, same-old. Nothing much. Except we got a new sitting arrangement in Math where I was probably the only one who got moved. Now I'm stuck on the other side of the room, termed: "The Cold Side".
Now I'm surrounded by burrito-eating-farting-noisy boys who are starting to annoy the shit out of me. I know I don't pay attention, but now my attention just dropped to -0.1 in that class since I'm constantly being surrounded by pungent odor of burritos that are coming out from, not a wrapper, but a sacred place where the sun has never shined on.
Please move me into the corner of the room alone. It would be a sanctuary there.

IB English class is just bullshit. The class started off pretty great, then okay, then bad, now it's terrible, abhorrent, atrocious, loathsome, horrendous and vile.
Yes, they're all synonyms. That's the point.
Anyway, Ms.Johnson's just been taking days off just to stay at home and grade the work that she procrastinated from the whole semester.
The character analysis essay we were forced to do on like the first or second week of school hasn't even been read, graded or touched. Man, I worked so hard on that shit. Now she's just putting in free 100's for everyone to fill up the required grades for each 9 weeks so everyone basically have good grades in there.
It's like false hope. I'm waiting for my grade in that class to plummet anytime.
So now, I think she's just giving packets of poems after poems for us to read and annotate within 3 days in hoping that we don't notice that she hasn't graded a single of our shit yet.
Oh does it matter? I haven't seen her for what? The past two weeks I think?
Did I mention that she's taking days off just to grade the seniors stuff? Not our ours. The seniors.
I've just been turning my poems in late since there's this 2-weeks worth of work stacked in the turn-in box, so I doubt she'll notice anyway. I gave up on annotating the stupid poems.
So sick of them, so sick of her class. It's so repulsive.

Well. There should be an abrupt ending to this post.

2010-11-27T13:56:00.006+08:00

Okay, so this post was actually suppose to be with the one below.
I figured that this deserves more attention alone.
It's just way too funny and pathetic.

So, I used to read those Twilight books right? Honestly, they weren't that bad.
I was so excited to watch the movie and stuff.
However, once it came out, I was like "... I HATE THIS."
Even the book seemed stupid then. -.-
I definitely WILL blame the movie.

At least now the directors of Twilight found another story to ruin.
Little Red Riding Hood. Yup, that's right.

When I was watching the preview for this movie, in the back of my mind, I kept thinking, now this look similar.. what is it? It seemed just like Twilight...
I'm like not even kidding or exaggerating. Then, BAM!
Right there! The screen flashed and said,

"by the directors of TWILIGHT"
I was like, OH MY GOD! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!
Just go look at the trailer and you'll know what I'm talking about.
Oh heck, here, allow me.

Trailer.

It has the same 'run-in-the-forest' scenes...
I DON'T CARE IF LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD WAS SUPPOSE TO BE IN THE FOREST ANYWAY!
Then she was making out with a dude that didn't look that hot.
Another guy wants her for himself, blahblahblah.
Doesn't that sound just like Jacob and Edward?
All we need now is to make one of the guys sparkle.
I don't get it, where's the grandma and the big bad wolf?
The Big Bad Wolf was what made Little Red Riding Hood such an awesome story.
I LIKED THAT STORY TOO. T_T
Now it's going to be ruined. My childhood story. Oh no. T_T
Oh, I suddenly had this thought, what if the guy that Little Red.. Big Red.. Red, whatever, likes is actually the BIG BAD WOLF!? OH MY GOD!?
I KNOW RIGHT! That'll be just like Twilight!

Right... So I just re-watched the trailer again and to my disappointment,
I was right. Too bad he didn't sparkle.
Oh only if he sparkles... man, if this is what humanity is all about now, falling in love with sparkly vampires and wolves/werewolves that tried to eat your grandma, I feel so ashamed to be human.

It doesn't matter how many great actors like Gary Oldman and Leonardo DiCaprio are in the film. I'm already scared of it. Not cause this is a "horror" film or whatever, but because I might hate Little Red Riding Hood forever. Red's probably going to have little werewolf babies if there's a sequel, maybe even in THIS movie, doubt it though.

What's next?
The 3 little pigs fighting each other for the wolf/werewolf?
Oh wait no, they'll probably make the werewolf sparkle in the next film, cause you know, everyone loves sparkly mythical creatures. (;

I shall go and make myself sparkly too. Too bad, I'm not mythical. Oh darn it.

Harry Potter 7.

2010-11-27T13:20:00.003+08:00

That's right kiddos!
It was so freaking awesome. I'm not a mean person, so I won't spoil the movie.
Oh heck, this is a spoiler, so skip this part if you're going to murder me for ruining the story cause you didn't read 1. the books and/or 2. Wikipedia.
A couple of people told me the ending of part 1 was a bad cliffhanger.
I personally have a different opinion, I don't think it's a GREAT cliffhanger,
but it's basically the climax of the whole book, oh scratch that,it's the climax of the ENTIRE story. COME ON! Voldermort gets the elder wand, the "unbeatable" wand.
Yeah, yeah, I won't be even more of a party pooper to say why I put quotations around the word 'unbeatable'. That's in the next part and I'm not that mean to spoil that too.

I'm happy with the movie, it's probably one of the few movies that don't ruin the book and gets better throughout the sequel, unlike ... COUGHTWILIGHTCOUGH.
Don't tell me how it's improving in the sequels, blahblahblbhah. It's not. At least not to me. I admit, I used to love the Twilight book series; they weren't that bad. However, once the movie came out, I felt so freaking stupid for reading it. Jolly. -.-

You should really read the post above this.

Anyway, my laptop crashed, burned and died.
SO. I GOT A NEW ONE. :D YAY ME!
I like it! The only flaw it has is that it lacks that card-reader thing-ma-bob, but I figured out how to use the USB for my camera instead, so I'll live.
Other than that, I love the wide screen and how it weighs as much as my old laptop even though this is much bigger. The colors are vivid and pretty. It looks pretty sleek. The pictures on Google and the one that I took serves no justice for how sleek it actually looks in real life.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! [:

Field Day

2010-11-20T21:47:00.007+08:00

I can't believe I'm on my Thanksgiving break already! O:
There's about a month of school left before the 1st semester of my Junior year ends.
I've been here for almost a year! A year and a half left and I'll be done with high school.
Anyway. This was a hectic week.
There were tests and tons of work. All the teachers were trying to get things done so we can have a work-free break. Teachers in America are so nice. :D Kind of. Not really.

All thanks to the wonderful Tae, all the IB English students get a whole extra week to finish the project! YAY! Lucky us!
I was so freaking happy about that, I almost made a shrine of him. LOL. Just kidding.

The day before Thanksgiving break was field day.
I honestly wasn't that excited about it at all.
Well, I'm not unappreciative, I do like the 30 minute classes, it's just that I didn't know what I was going to do for the other half of the day.
However, when the day itself came, it wasn't that bad after all! In fact, it was probably a great day. One of the best so far!
It was freaking relaxing, cause all we had were 30 minute classes of either doing nothing or taking a test. There were only 2 tests for that day, and the History test was super easy. :D We basically took a bunch of pictures and talk. There was grilled hamburger for lunch too! FINALLY! EDIBLE FOOD!

The only exception was math class. It was 1 & half hour long.
I didn't mind though, we didn't do anything in there either and there's Megan, Min, Ania and Brian! WOO! We played with Brian's hair, Megan's feelings and took a bunch of silly jumping pictures where I failed miserably. ): We got Mr.Lancaster to jump though! Which I find it really amusing, just observe his face in the following pictures and you'll know what I'm talking about. On the other hand, he's really mono-tone and boring kind of man. You'll never expect him to do something this exciting. He continues to surprise us with the things he's capable of doing as the year proceeds. He's pretty funny.

The other half of the day was basically a "do-whatever-you-want-outside" thing.
I didn't sign up for any games cause none of them really look interesting, and I didn't want to do anything. I was pretty glad that I didn't sign up either, cause I got to throw a couple of kiddy frisbees around! It's been a while since I last touched a disc, or threw one. It feels so good to do something I used to be so passionate about. O: Well, not really passionate, but it just sounds better. LOL. Man, I want to play ultimate again. Those were the good times. Oh well, a kiddy disc is better than nothing!

The Indian buddies! They're like super cool cause they don't smell bad. I'm not being racist or stereotypical. Well, maybe I am a little, but most of the Indians I used to know smelled kinda weird, especially the ones on the trains.

It was suppose to be a jumping picture, but Jenny, Annie and Min left YooBin and I to jumped alone pathetically. ):

Most of the picture credits go to Ania, since the battery in my camera decided to die on me. Well, partially, it's my fault, since I didn't charged it for a while. LOL. Whatever! It was a great day. I enjoyed myself. Good for me. Yay. Now I can't wait for Monday to come. +_+ Not only would I get Harry Potter 7, but there's going to be Dexter too! My goal is to complete my homework by Wednesday and relax for the rest of the week! Thank god there's barely any assignments. :D

I'm quite a happy little girl.

Teachers.

2010-11-11T22:57:00.007+08:00

Oh mannnnnnnn.
Look at me. Another wordy post.
Whining and ranting again. T_T
Someone get me out of this stupid habit before this space turns into some whiny crappy blog that's run by a whiny baby.

I feel so much hatred for both Physics and Chemistry right now.
It's not the stuff we're learning or not learning that's driving me crazy.
It's my freaking teachers.

Ms.S for Chemistry is just crazy, insane and ... terrible.

She gives me a feeling that she doesn't really know her topics well since she's constantly making mistakes that confuses the crap out of me.

She doesn't really like explaining stuff cause she tends to go through it fast and if you try to get her to clarify it, her tone changes and it sounds impatient.

She always asked us to go for tutorials for help if we don't grasps the concepts, but she's always too busy doing something else to help us, so we always resort to our classmates who don't really understand either.

We're currently studying about thermochemistry. I can guarantee you that it's one of the hardest shit I've ever stumbled upon. There's always some freaking exceptions to the rules that we're given and it confuses the crap out of me. I'm a very straightforward, equation, kind of person. If the exception was really straightforward as well, then, sure, no problemo. I'm a-okay with it.
However, the way she explains this shit, it seems like it follows no freaking rule. I tried to asked her before, during and after school, she just seemed to flick me off like a fly. It's not just me.
She calls students asses for trying to fix an incorrect grade, and she rolls her eyes at students who asked "stupid" questions.

What happened to,

"there's no such thing as stupid questions?"

Even if there is, I'm pretty sure the kid that was just trying to clarify the question, and in my opinion, it absolutely wasn't stupid cause every single other kid in that class was confused about that problem. -.-"

Nobody dares to stand up to her and tell her, "Ms. You're going too fast, can you slow down a little? Ms. I Don't really understand that."

Why?

Cause she flicks us off like pesty little flies.

Man. Another thing about this topic is that, she failed this chapter herself when she was studying it. She blatantly admitted that to us. Instead of trying to help us grasp the concepts even better and avoid the fate she had with that chapter, she threw us a freaking MAJOR LAB 2 days before the test, and did I mention that there's NO REVIEW?

Oh jolly, most of the people I know are still at home right now trying to complete the lab to perfection and analyzing the questions to every single tiny detail to make sure that they didn't miss out anything. The test is tomorrow, yet here I am, blogging. I don't have any shit to study with cause all we ever did was take notes, did practices on the easy stuff and some freaking lab that doesn't even help.

It feels like she wants all of us to quit IB Chemistry.
Well, I ain't a quitter, and I'm planning on sticking with it till' the very end of my doom in my Senior year. Bring it on Ms.S.
Believe it or not, I'm still managing to keep up a Low A in that class.
I'm not bragging or anything, but I'm trying really hard to keep that A and not quit Chemistry just cause of a bad teacher. -.-" Even though I really, really, really want to quit next year.

As for Physics, the first semester is almost over and we're still stuck on Chapter 2. -_-
I have no idea what the fudge we're doing in there cause Mr.M spends hours telling stories that are semi-related, but bad examples. He basically spend this whole semester trying to "perfect" his teaching system. -_- At least he tries to be a good teacher. So nothing much to complain about that except that when are we gonna start learning some real physics?

Oh gosh. Now it may sound like I'm being nitty-picky about these two teachers, but 1 is just extremely rude and outrageous. The other isn't bad once we start learning. So the only one I really have something against is that Ms. S.

I honestly have no idea what the fudge I should do.
I want to stand up and point out that we're going a little too fast, but I feel that she's just going to flick me off like a fly and ask me to attend useless tutorials more.
Sure, I can put up with her attitude, but I don't see why she's allowed to 'disrespect' us by rolling her eyes, calling us names and using negative tone.
Our class is made of goody-two shoes. We do not disrespect her at all. -_-"

I miss Ms.Koh & Mr.Oon so much now. T_T

I can't wait for Thanksgiving break in another week time.
HARRY POTTER, HERE I COME!

Skinny Jeans.

2010-11-11T21:33:00.000+08:00

Math & Marriages.

2010-11-03T23:47:00.005+08:00

Oh jolly! A double post.
Though the date on the previous doesn't say so since I started that blog entry last night.
This is probably going to a boring entry if you dislike my weird, wordy and 'ranty' posts.
In fact, you might even count this as a triple post since this particular blog entry is going to be covering 2 topics!

.999 repeating & 1.
Marriages.

OH MY GOD! I know, I'm so awesome.

Topic 1: .999 repeating & 1.
I know I'm quite a math geek and not to get all big-headed, but I grasp math concepts pretty fast and am pretty much able to solve anything that I've already learned.
Hint. ALREADY LEARNED
In case, some of those random keyboard warriors decide to come and bash me with math problems to prove me wrong and make me look stupid.
My super math powers are usually only limited to paper. Means they're only unleashed when there's a test sitting in front of me. Other than that, I have problems differentiating between dimes, quarters and nickels. I'm always giving the cashier wrong change. -_-"

We currently just mastered arithmetic and geometric sequences, including the sums of nth terms and infinite geometric series. If I get my math vocabulary wrong, then my bad. I can solve problems, I basically just suck at defining the vocab terms.

Some how, our class managed to stumble upon this huge debate in class today.
I have no idea how.

So, to get .11111 repeating, it'll be 1/9.
.2 repeating is 2/9.
.3 repeating is 3/9 = 1/3.
.4 repeating is 4/9.
.5 repeating is 5/9.
.6 repeating is 6/9 = 2/3.
.7 repeating is 7/9.
.8 repeating is 8/9.
.9 repeating is 9/9 = 1.

WAIT A MINUTE!
That was when it felt like someone threw a stone at my face.
.99999999999999999999999999999999999999999 repeating = 1!?
Well technically that's true if you ROUND your answer.
However, each number itself has a unique identity when you DON'T round it.
So if you use the sum of an infinite series to calculate the sum of this infinite series, you'll get 1.

Yeah, I understand that it's suppose to be like that when you prove it algebraically. However, something inside me keep telling me that this is wrong.

.9999999999999999 repeating does not = 1.
Sure, it's SUPER DUPER UBER close to 1, but it'll NEVER EVER touch 1.
Just like an asymptote. My math teacher tried to prove it to me in like gazillion ways to show me that .99999999999999 repeating = 1.
And of course, the calculator always show 1.
However, I was determined to prove him wrong.

So Log (1) = 0
If .99999999999 repeating really = 1
then Log (.999999999999999999999) = 0 too, RIGHT?!
WRONG.
I even entered it in my EXPENSIVE graphing calculator with the latest updated software to show you (I say it's expensive cause the only calculators I used in Singapore were those cheap $12 scientific calculator, not these $100+ ones T_T).
I'm not sure if the software or whatever would affect the results, but it just make it sound more... updated? I don't know.
I even entered .99999999999999999999999 for like 5 rows so you can't say that "THAT'S NOT CLOSE TO .9 repeating!" In actual fact, all the calculator needs is 12 decimal places. :P
You can even click on the picture and make it bigger!

Well. That's all. I know it's an abrupt ending. I really have no other ways to prove it to you. So I shall end with a concluding statement stating my opinion.
.999999999 repeating does not equal 1, it only makes it closer to 1.
Unless there's some special logarithm rule that I'm missing here that explains this bizarre outcome. If there is, go ahead and prove me wrong.

Topic 2: Marriages.
This subject has actually been going around the school for quite a bit.

*Note, the storyline may be exaggerated and not as accurate as the the situation.

There's this girl, let's call her... JILL!
So Jill has a boyfriend that hasn't even graduated and is in the Air Force.
This Jill is 16. Barely.
She's engaged. With a fake ring that turned her finger green.
When it turned her finger green, she demanded her fiance to buy her a new ring off the gumball machine.
She says that she only wants the status of this marriage.
Her parents doesn't even know she has a boyfriend, let alone, ENGAGED.

Now, it doesn't really matter who this Jill is, and what color it turned her finger. It's just the plain insanity of this whole thing. You can tell me, "IT'S PROBABLY SOME COUPLE RING! DON'T BE STUPID". WHATEVER. BLASPHEMY. If it's a couple ring, then why is she telling everyone that she's engaged and getting married.
At the age of 16, thinking that it's okay to force your boyfriend to get you a gumball machine and going around telling everyone in school that you're engage and going to get married soon, it's just ... I can't even find the right words to describe it. -_-"

First of all, this "status" you want, you can get it 10 years down the road. What's the rush? If you do turn up as an old single fag, then that's your own fault. You probably have like 30 years to try and prevent that from happening. Starting early is good for some things, but this probably isn't one of those things.

Secondly, you're failing all your classes, even art. So lets say you do get married, happily, blhaablhlahba, the next step would be a child wouldn't it? Even if you don't have a child, how are you going to support yourself when you AND your fiance didn't even graduate from high school?

Thirdly, this is just incredibly funny for everyone else. We're all wondering what's going to happen next. Oh and, if you think I'm writing this cause I'm oh-so-jealous of your gumball machine ring, manly air-force fiance and 'engaged' status, all I can tell you is, "OH HECK YES I AM! I WANT A GREEN FINGER, NO FUTURE AND A COOL ENGAGED STATUS TOO!"

Wow. I'm such a nerd. -_-'

Trick-or-Treat.

2010-11-02T21:40:00.004+08:00

*Man, I'm feeling too lazy to type, nevertheless, I'll try to write about something.

Happy belated Halloween!
The last time I went trick-or-treating was in... 4th grade I think.
I doubt it was any later than that since the in I thought I was too cool for trick-or-treating in middle school, and in Singapore, people would probably think I'm crazy if I go knock on doors asking for candy.

However, now, the thought of a full bag of chocolates and candy drives me crazy.
So why would I give that up just to be "cooler"? :D
I WILL NEVER BE TOO COOL FOR CANDY EVER AGAINNNNNN!

Brian, Megan, Min & I were troll, forever-alone, rage-guy and okay-guy memes respectively.
Memes are things like that and that.
Min was only a temporary rage-guy though.
She rather be some bat-man wanna-be. T_T
BOOOOOOO.

For some weird reason, when we showed up at Andrew's house, Pedram, LJ, and Jean-luc were already there. I didn't even know they were coming. -_-"
We waited and waited for the others to arrive, Ania (some bleeding woman) and her "sister" (all polish people look alike), Iqra (belly dancer), Puja (nerd), Christian and Akshay. I definitely didn't expect THIS many people. -_-" Megan got impatient and wanted to start trick-or-treating, so we started to head outside. However, with such a huge group, it'll naturally take us an hour just to get out of the freaking huge house.

It finally slowly got darker and the hunt for candy begins. >]
I was too busy getting candy and trying to keep up with Andrew and Christian to take much pictures. T_T

We walked around for an hour at a pace that's as fast as a cheetah, 5 mph, up and down slopes. IT WAS SO FREAKING TIRING. I probably lost more weight from all the walking to get the candy than the weight gained by eating the candy I obtained. Most of it were crappy candy anyway. Not a lot of the houses were being generous either.
However, the result was still pretty satisfying. Maybe it was cause of the pizza we ordered for dinner. Hmm..

Well, that was my Sunday night, it made me quite a tired little girl the next day in school, but the candy helped me through the day! All is well. :D
Here's a collection of expired pictures from last month.
It contains, random pictures taken during class, community service and projects.

Peggylistic.

2010-10-30T23:26:00.003+08:00

My blog is so Peggylistic now! :D

Yes! I drew both the bunny and title!
The bunny was inspired by a tattoo I saw somewhere.
IT'S SO CUTE. Just like me. [;
I know I have a big ego. LOL.

TRICK-OR-TREATING TOMORROW! YAY!

Hypocrite.

2010-10-26T23:59:00.003+08:00

Finally! An update!
Is this what you've been waiting for?
I'm definitely not going to apologize for the lack of updates and my excuses remain the same.
In fact, they're not even invalid excuses, they're absolutely valid and true.
If you follow me on Twitter, you'll probably know from the tweets I post, tweets that probably annoy the shit out of you since I complain so much on Twitter. LOL.
At least I don't tweet about what I'm doing every other second like, breathe, eat, shower, eat, breathe, walk, breathe.
Oops, I forgot to breathe after I shower. -.-

Well yeah, I used to do that, and I figured it was annoying when I start getting spammed with notifications of people tweeting about what they're doing every 10 seconds.
Anyway, back to the topic.
MY LIFE.

I honestly don't care if you don't care.
If you really have some problems with "xiao mei mei(s)" [little girls] blogging about their lives on the internet, then maybe you shouldn't blog about your own life on YOUR blog either? :P

I'm kind of talking to an imaginary girl that is actually very real. If that doesn't make sense, then good, it's not suppose to.

I'd stumbled upon a girl's blog that was ranting about how most of the blogs out there on this world wide web are boring and stupid cause it's about their lives. Well, after reading that, I scrolled down to skim through the next few posts and noticed that they talk about her life too.
WHAT THE HECK!?
That's what a freaking hypocrite is.
I won't even mention about the horrible spelling and grammar errors that were present in her posts since mine aren't that great either.
Oh wait, I just did. Oopsie daisy.
Eh. My point of this short rant embedded in this long post filled with colorful pictures is to say that some people blog to record events in their lives, kind of like a diary for them to look back on.
YOU might not find it interesting, but others may find it HIGHLY interesting. SO, shut the heck up and stop being a freaking hypocrite. Don't read it if you don't like it. Your blog is disgustingly boring.
Just another side note to add, I wasn't offended by her post, I was just amused by the obvious signs of a hypocrite.

So, besides this weird girl I found while fumbling around on people's blogs.
My life has been filled with nothing but projects, homework, community services, lab reports and drive time.
I feel like my social life is slowly starting to fade away into the horizon.
Well yeah. It's slightly pass midnight, and my brain is slowly fading away just like my social life. My eyes need columns of toothpicks to keep it open.
To save you from the torture of reading about my overwhelming life, filled with nothing but school work and volunteering services that demonstrate the amount of love, kindness and intelligence I have inside of me, I will kindly bring back another episode of the salty spamathon. If you have no idea why I said salty, go to Google and search up spam.

Here's a list of things that happened.
Try matching it up to the pictures yourself.
Oh my god! It's like a mini-game!
Have fun!

Jenny Kim's (namja-chingoo) birthday
Min & Meg made cake
Panda by Brian
Card by me
Blood donation
Veins too small, can't donate
Got free T-shirt & cookies anyway
Meg, Brian & I took lots of cookies :P
Stole pictures from Megan's Tumblr
Homework, project, & gay volunteer stuff
Bacon flavored lollipop

Spamathon.

2010-10-14T21:37:00.000+08:00

It's been a while hasn't it?
I honestly can't even describe to you how much homework/projects we have. T_T
We just turned in a History project today and there's a new one already. ):
I've been pretty diligent with my work though! :D
I want to get into UTA. ): LOL.
ANYWAY!

I suddenly feel too lazy to blog.
I'll just spam pictures and videos from the past... 20 days in random order. (:
:D ENJOY! LOL.

*The paper spinner video is distorted cause I recorded it the wrong way so it like went crazy when I tried to rotate it. And the reason that I made paper spinners was cause I was bored and was extremely inspired by Hong Kong dramas. (;

I'll try to be more diligent about blogging.
At least once a week?

Writers' block.

2010-09-28T22:11:00.002+08:00

Wow, it's pretty early right now (9.12PM) and I've completed about 90% of my work.
The down side of it is that the last 10% of it is a freaking literature analysis of..
YESS! YOU GOT IT AGAIN!

POISONWOOD BIBLE!
WOOOOOOOOOO!
For as long as we have to do something related to this book,
you'll probably see me blogging about how "wonderful" it is every single time I decide to blog.

Well, this awesome essay has to have AT LEAST 1,000 words.
Oh. My. God.
Honestly, I don't think it's hard.
It's just waaaaaaay too time-consuming. -.-"
I'm having writers' block right now so I have no idea how to start my essay.
My solution was to try blogging a bit and see if I can come up with anything.
I have no idea what the connection is, but I figured that I should blog anyway.
Man. If it seems like everything in this post is jumbled and has no flow whatsoever,
it just shows how badly my brain is functioning right now.
So, forgive me. I'm sure you're smart enough to figure out what I'm whining/complaining about.
Which reminds me, it seems like my previous posts recently were all whiny and "complainy".

Let me just complain and whine a little more.
I think I'm starting to get better at analyzing text. (:

Or at least, make it colorful enough to look like I worked really hard on it.
Partially cause being a Junior in a Sophomore English class has it's cons.
I can't do sloppy work and expect myself to get away with it.
Come on, IB English? Hello?
Which reminds me, for some odd reason, I'm doing better in IB Math and English than in Pre-Dip English and REGULAR Algebra 2.
I have no idea why. It's just so freaking odd. -.-"

IB English is so crazy about analyzing shit that it's brainwashing me.
Every time I read, see, taste, hear, feel something (haha! Look! I just used an asyndeton), I'll analyze it and make some lame analysis about it. Whether it's a person, a dialogue from Spongebob or even a freaking cup. It's crazy I'll tell you. Crazy. Insane. Loco-moko.

Last part of today's rant is...

SCHEDULE CHANGEEEEEEEEEES... again

On the other hand, since I've been ranting on and on about the fall backs of IB, I noticed that I've never really said anything positive about it.
You know, it's this thing about where the negative stuff always outweigh the positive.
So the only class that I can claim that I actually enjoy going to and listening to a lecture is ... History! :D
Believe it or not. HAHS.
It's kind of like a mini-story time, just like how it was in Mr.Siva's class.
It's one of the 1 and half hour classes that goes by extremely fast.
Ms.Grisham's one of the nicest teachers you'll ever have too.
Other than that, I like how most of the teachers don't care about what you do in that class as long as you pay attention and do their work.
I can munch on my snacks like nobody's business, tweet, do other homework, draw and take pictures.

Other than the typical crazy amount of school work I have for some gay reason,
I have to help plan a freaking photography contest.
I guess it'll look good on my resume for being a "student leader", but I have enough of that in Canberra.
Corey was in the hospital 2 weeks ago for about a week or two, so I made a huge ass card for him with everybody's wishes. (:
I'm so nice. I know I am.

Lastly, here's a random spam of pictures take over the pass few days/weeks.
Whatever.
I can't remember.

This was the sexiest ice-cream I ever ate in my life.

It turned out to be only $9.99, not $19.99. 75% off! -inserts gazillion shocked faces-

Yes, I practice and preach neologism. [:

Homecoming.

2010-09-17T22:43:00.003+08:00

Look at me.
Such a dedicated blogger.
Blogging everyday since yesterday.
Not to mention, plenty of pictures too! :D
I deserve some high-fives & pats on the back.

Anyway, classes were shorter and much more relaxing today cause of the homecoming pep-rally earlier today, game tonight & dance tomorrow night.
We basically burned 2 hours of class time walking under the scorching sun & getting "molested" by ADD kids.
Well, I don't blame them, since they can't really control themselves.

If you follow me on Twitter, you'll probably know that we shot some bottle rockets in Physics class & that the pep-rally sucks. Badly.
After TREKKING a SUPER DUPER UBER long distance to the entrance of the school,
we had to wait under the merciless sun for a ghetto parade, that was suppose to be a school tradition.

It just seems unruly and unorganized to me. Oh, and it reminds me of the angry mob from Frankenstein escorted by some policemen...
Along with the principal in some green buggy looking car and the janitor in a golf cart. Interesting...

Since we trekked all the way to the entrance, we can't just stand outside for the rest of the day so of course, we had to trekked back to school.
It was about 200 degrees outside by the way.
At least that's what it felt like.
Sat in the gym, surrounded by screaming kids that made me lost 600 hearing cells.
If there's such a thing as hearing cells.
Sat there watching people dance & scream; teachers getting rolled in toilet paper; & cheerleaders' sad toe touches.
They improved, but they still can't stop having one of the girls fall flat on their face.

At least this pep-rally was more.. "exciting".
Which happens to be a bad thing for us, non-school-spirit-ers.
Where are all those talented kids?
We need some help.

Busy, busy, busy.

2010-09-16T21:50:00.002+08:00

Surprise, surprise!
A post full of pictures. (:

4th week of school and boy, I'm dead exhausted.
Almost every single day this week, I had to stay back for some sort of work. T_T
Of course, not to mention, piles of IB work.

10 pages of History "notes".
Insanely tedious & confusing Chemistry lab.
English analyzing text project/"game".
Homecoming decorations.
College night.
A gazillion quizzes.
A mountain of homework.

Even though it may not sound like much, it's extremely tedious & time-consuming.

The Chemistry lab was super-duper-uber horrible.
There was this one part in the experiment where you have to tilt the crucible over the bunsen burner and let the water vapor escape as you heat the alum.
At that stage of the experiment, everybody keeps dropping the lid of the crucible, and of course,
it either breaks, or not.
If you're one of those unfortunate souls that broke it, you got to restart the whole Part II experiment, since data could become inaccurate.
My group was definitely unfortunate. T_T
IT WAS HORRIBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
I hate that experiment so much.
We were expected to know everything too. -.-"

WHERE'S THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS WHERE TEACHERS GIVE CLEAR, SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS TO STUDENTS FOR EXPERIMENTS!?

After staying back to finish up the lab.
We had to record and do a write up on freaking carbon-paper.
I hate carbon-paper. It makes everything so messy, since we can't erase. T_T

The other two tedious & extremely time-consuming projects were the History "notes" & English "project".
The notes were bad. Bad like a naughty dog that just peed on your bed.
BAD. NAUGHTY. HORRIBLE.
If it was a cat, I would wanna throw it in a bathtub.

While the English was just ... gay.
I was stuck in a group with Akshay, Kevin & Brian.
There was really no other options. ):

*Brian was good, he helped quite a bit & had plenty of significant comments.
Working with him definitely isn't a problem.

*Kevin was okay, he sorta helped (not really).

*Akshay... cut papers.. & threw away trash...

We had to analyze a freaking key passage in the.. You guessed it.

POISONWOOD BIBLE!
WOO HOOOOOOOOO!

We had to find a "theme", a passage to support the theme, a picture that supports the theme & analyze it using 'DIDLS' (Diction, Imagery, Details, Language & Syntax).
It was... disgusting.
I have no idea what other words to use to describe it.
We had this horrible poster that was like a "pop up" poster since we ran out of room.
With extra time at home, I overdid myself and recreated the whole project & analyzed a full passage & wrote around 5 pages of commentary with Brian's help.
Akshay & Kevin died.

We better get a freaking good grade.
I WORKED HARD.
VERY HARD!!

College night was on Tuesday at R.L. Turner High, & of course, I went.

Not only for extra credit, I was pretty curious about college as well.
Yes, here, in America.
I've been considering about staying in Texas for university. (:

We got a piece of PINK paper that said it was from 6PM - 8 PM.
However, when we reached there, they told us that for Ranchview kids, it's at 7 PM.
So we hung out around the gym, waiting..
for nothing.. -.-"

After around 45 minutes, there was still no news of what Ranchview kids were suppose to do.
So we just gave up and started to look at colleges.
Yadah, yadah. Browse, browse & went home.
You wouldn't be interested about what I looked at or which college I'm interested in.

SO! LETS FAST FORWARD!

We had shorter class periods today & substitutes in some classes so it was pretty relaxing.

Homecoming game is tomorrow night & the dance is this Saturday.
I'm not really interested in either of it, as the theme wasn't very ... interesting.
Plus, our school is ghetto, I don't really expect much from it.
I'll definitely attend prom next year though. (;

I definitely wasn't thinking of helping out with decorations either.
I know I was quite an active student in Canberra,
however, in Ranchview...
everything seems too ghetto. LOL.
The idea of staying back after school for 3 hours to decorate hallways wasn't very appealing either.
However, couple of my friends requested for my help since they need more people to help them draw whatever '50's crap they need.
Being the extremely nice person I am (I'm not humble), I stayed.
I love drawing anyway.
I honestly thought it was going to be boring and exhausting.

I was half right.
I started making my awesome, rocking Elvis banner & finished within an hour.
Of course, I had some help; especially from my mighty sidekick: Brian! LOL.

Then they requested that I draw two more posters, which were completed within half an hour.
THIS SHOWS THAT I'M FAST & EFFICIENT!
(With the help of my sidekick of course...)
Not to mention, it looks awesome too (once again, humble is not my thing).

The root beer wasn't purely my work, thus it looks kinda funky & out of shape.
I felt extremely disturbed by the root beer poster as it wasn't very well done.
With 3 posters done, I went home. (:
Exhausted & covered with paint.
It was fun though, I'll definitely help out again next year & make sure we win! >]
Oh, and the entrance to the Juniors' hall looks soooooooo sexy now.
Thanks to my poster and the other girls little disc thing.

Lastly, I know I seldom update my blog now due to the amount of work I have in school.
I know you miss me very much, so here's some pictures.
I repeat again, I. DON'T. DO. HUMBLE-LISM. (:

3rd week of school.

2010-09-10T23:17:00.005+08:00

*/Note- WORDY POST.
(I added a picture for those who likes pictures.)

Just gonna update a little so my blog doesn't look so dead.
I just forgot what I was going to blog about.
Now my mind is as empty as piece of blank notebook paper.

My life is so sad.
Well, not literally.
I mean, come on, I have my own personal bathroom in my room.
It's just... I have no idea. I just said it cause .. I did. WHATEVER

Right. Let's see...
3rd week of school is still insane.
There's homework, tests, quizzes in EVERY SINGLE CLASS.
It just sucks.
I thought I managed to run away from Singapore's educational "torture".
Now I'm stuck with America's IB ~~program~~ torture.
Personally, I don't think IB is that stressful.
It's just that my body decided that this week would be a great week to break down;
a sore throat that feels like someone stabbed me, stuffy nose that makes me feel like I'm going to black out from lack of oxygen since it hurts to open my mouth and breathe too, headaches whenever I make sudden massive movements, not to mention, slight fever.
Oh jolly.
Block schedule just makes it SOOOOOOOOOOO much better.
If I miss a day of school, OH MY GOD! That's 2 days worth of work I missed. -.-"
This school is just freaking stupid. No, block schedule is freaking stupid.

Oh geesh, here I am, ranting about block schedule again.
The first 3 weeks officially ended today. We get our progress report on Tuesday. YAY!
I'm so sick of reviewing stuff we "already learned".
The teachers expected us to remember all the stuff we learned after a 3 months break.
So all they did was...
1. Start "lesson."
2. Give work.
3. Say, "I'm not going to go through this cause you guys should know this."
4. Everyone fails or almost failed.

Come on, at least help us out a bit right?
We aren't like you guys, we don't do Chemistry or Math for years like you guys did.
Most of our brains are probably damaged by TV anyway.
I'm honestly not doing very well since I can't really remember whatever we're suppose to "know" already from last year.
Luckily, I manged to pull up the grades of the classes I had C's in to B's.
It isn't that bad for me, it's like a wake up call. (:

The only class that was kind of a "free period/elective" for me was ALgebra 2.
The teacher made a deal with me and said that if I got 100 on the test, I can do whatever I want in her class.
Of course, I got a 100. I mean come on. I'm not being a bragger,
but a test that has questions like,

Solve -5-7.

I don't get how those kids failed that test.
Oh wait, it's a regular class. -.-"

On a brighter note, I got to laugh at someone's failure at the mall on Monday.
This black dude was talking on the phone and was trying to look at the stuff that was on display near the display window.
The sale assistant distracted him and ask if he needed help.
He quickly mumbled a no and stretched his head further out to see if he can get a clearer view of the display.
That was when I heard a loud BANG.
The sales assistant literally cracked up on the spot.
The unfortunate black dude was rubbing his head ferociously.
LOL. HE SMACKED HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WINDOW. HAHAHAH. FAILED.
It was funny. I laughed at him too.

SO COLORFUL! (:

Finally, a break.

2010-09-02T22:19:00.001+08:00

Holy crap. 2nd week of school is finally almost over.
The first week was hectic and just plain insane.
The second week wasn't any better.
I really couldn't find any time to blog. \:
It was just work, work, work.

All the teachers for every class this year has this crazy obsession with spiral notebooks, a binder just for their class and crazily ginormous textbooks that probably weigh around 5 pound each.
Out of my 8 classes, I need 6 spirals. -_-"
I couldn't care much about Algebra 2, so I only have 5.
As for binders, I am definitely not gonna carry like 3-4 binders.
I just dumped everything into a binder and forget about it. :D
I don't even have all my textbooks yet. -_-"
The school ran out of Canada textbooks which is just plain.. ridiculous.

Even though it was only the first two weeks of school,
I was being pounded with piles and piles of homework and projects.

I kind of have to blamed myself for procrastinating summer work. :P
10 History essays, English metaphor project and gazillion homework.
Sometimes I try to rush through the work too much and accidentally missed out a question or two, thus resulting on grades like 40-60. -_-" FAIL.

I felt like all the teachers ganged up and was like,
"LET'S ALL ASSIGN PROJECTS AND LOTS OF HOMEWORK! >:D
WE'LL WATCH THEM SUFFOCATE UNDER THE PILE OF WORK! WAHAHHAA"

I'm so glad that we have a 3-day weekend coming up.
I'm going to use that to clean my work, my room and myself. :P
Not that I'm smelly or dirty and whatever, but I just need to get back into that school mode, so I can flow through lessons again.

On the brighter side, I RECEIVED MAIL FROM SYDNEY GIANNNNNNNNNNG! :D

I thought this was pretty funny, cause when I got the passage i was squeezing and bending it. I couldn't figure out how something so soft can be "fragile". :P

There was a little card from 4E2 and various other non-4E2(s). :D <3
And of course...

CLASS TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! :D :D :D
Thank you soooooo muchhhhhh to everyone in 4E2.
I miss all of the sleeping queens/kings & little snackers there. ):
Though I was only in the class for a year,
it was still great to know all of you. (:

Lastlyyyyy, random picture.

**Oh by the way, I thought I've escaped the O' levels, but boy, was I wrong.
Very wrong.

Back to School 2010.

2010-08-24T23:07:00.002+08:00

*/Note: There's no order in this post, it's jumping around and just random updates. It's boring.

Hi there, I'm forcing myself to blog since the previous post was too empty and "ranty".
Well, yup.
I'm finally a Junior! (:

Until today, I still don't have my permit. X:
I want to do drive time really, really, really, really badly.
The stupid DPS is so freaking crappy that they can't seem to do anything right.
I was told that a birth certificate, some school forms and the certificate for passing the permit test thing was all I needed to get my permit. Oh and of course, pay $6.

So we went there to collect my permit and this freaking fat lady was being extremely rude. She told us that we need my passport. Sooooo. We went back home.
We went back during the next open date. Their system was down and they told us that we need some freaking form from HOUSTON. Wtf. -_-"
Why didn't they tell us that the first time we came?
So who knows when the heck I'm going to get my permit. -_-"
Zz. It just irritates the crap out of me every time I think about it.
I bet I'm like the only freaking kid in Drivers Ed without a permit. This sucks so much.
I want to do drive time so badly to prove that I can do a good job but I can't even get my freaking permit.
That's just so gay. SOOOOOO GAY.

The classes itself is just as gay.
Now that school has started, it's just extremely tiring to wake up at 6, go to lessons, home for 2 hours then head off to Vista Ridge for 2 hours and reach home around 9. \:
It may not seem much, but it's just so tiring for some reason.
Not to mention, boring.
All we do is, answer questions, listen to a 1 and half hour lecture.
Usually we'll occupy ourselves with homework, pictures, games, or sleep.

All the things they teach is like freaking common sense.
I'm so glad that this is the last week for this class. :D

By the way there's this kid in our Drivers Ed class that looks so much like this kid in our school.

Driver's Ed kid:

Riddhish, Kid from school:

THEY LOOK ALMOST EXACTLY THE SAME RIGHT!? X:
It's like his long lost twin or something. HAHAHA.
RIDDHISH! WE FOUND YOUR TWIN BROTHER! You should thank us.

Iqra: All Indian guys look like Riddhish.
LOL. Which I kinda agree.

There's nothing much to say about my class since I'm trying to get a schedule change right now. T_T
I hope they don't like shuffle all my classes around. T_T

I collected my ID card today too.

Left is this year's, right is last year's.
Fortunately, I got one of those professional photographers instead of those crappy web cam stuff like last year's.
It looks like two completely different person. \:
The card from last year was already really dark itself, so there's really nothing I can do about it for it to be more visible.
I know you want to see how fat I look, but too bad, the outline is good enough. LOL.
I like this year's ID. (: (: (:

Lastly,

We didn't mean to do it on purpose. ):

UltraGaymen.

2010-08-16T22:35:00.001+08:00

*/Note- Extremely furious & wordy rant.

A couple days ago, 4 days ago to be exact, I went back to school to collect my schedule.
I'm not really gonna describe exactly what I did, just about that freaking bitchy councilor's secretary and of course, the councilor herself.
I had to collect my schedule on another date since I couldn't make it to the intended date of schedule pick up due to the suck-ass driver's ed that's extremely boring.

I wished that I could pick it up on that day though, since if I don't, it'll mean another sucky school ID card picture.. again. -_-"
Did I mention that I'll have to take it on the STAGE in the MIDDLE OF THE CAFETERIA during LUNCCCCCCH!?
So right. Sucks for me.
Since I have such a huge ego, I don't really care much about that in every body's view thing anyway, I just hope that it won't be taken with some stinky web cam that has terrible results; looks like a freaking zoo picture. -_-"

Technically, I don't really mind my schedule so much; despite it having numerous amount of errors with it, to the point that I'm suppose to hate it, I still don't really mind it.
What bothered me was the freaking secretary.

Okay sooo, take a look at my schedule, everything in pink is wrong, and everything in blue is right.

Well, I guess a bitchy secretary would match the bitchy councilor herself. HAHAHAH!!
ANYWAY! Soo, what's wrong with having IB Chemistry, IB Physics, Pre-dip English 2 and Algebra 2?

Well everything is just wrong. WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

First of all, that freaking councilor told me that I couldn't take IB Science for my Junior and Senior year cause I didn't take Pre-Dip Chemistry last year; I had to take Pre-Dip Biology since I didn't take biology in Canberra.
SOOOO, I gave up all the IB science and IB program stuff since I CAN'T do IB Science.
Instead, I signed up for Pre-Dip Chemistry for this year.
You can't say that I didn't try to convince them that I already took a year of Chemistry in Canberra.
They didn't really believe me since on my Canberra report book it says "COMBINED SCIENCE".
I guess they couldn't understand me when I tried to explain that they are both Physics and Chemistry classes that are SEPARATED, just that the final exam grades are COMBINED.
They said that I had to take those two classes anyway since the content might be different.

WTF CAN BE SO DIFFERENT ABOUT SCIENCE IN TWO COUNTRIES!?
NEWTON'S 1ST LAW OF MOTION CAN'T BE THE 3RD LAW OF MOTION IN AMERICA CAN IT!?

Is it really that hard to understand!?

Despite the fact that a Pre-Dip Chem kid and I probably have equivalent knowledge of a Chemistry stuff, slightly more or less since I'm rusty like some old car and Singapore actually goes more in-depth on the topics, I have to pay like $30 to take this test and score 90 and above in order to get my freaking credit for Pre-Dip Chem and get out of that freaking class. I decided to just take the class; honestly I just had very little confidence about my Chemistry at that point as I never did that great in Ms.Koh's class since I was always extremely sleepy during her lessons and spend much time trying to keep myself looking like I'm awake rather then paying attention.
So anyway, I signed up for Pre-Dip chem and BANG!
BOTH IB SCIENCE ON MY SCHEDULE.
HAHAHAHA. I don't really care about Physics, that's one of my stronger subjects and Chemistry... I just needa brush up a little.
I'll just try out Chem for the first three weeks and see how I fare in that class.
SCREW YOU FREAKING COUNCILOR. I'LL SHOW YOU THAT I KNOW MY FREAKING SCIENCE. SCREW YOUUUU!

Secondly, did I mention that she didn't tell me that I had to take Pre-Dip English 2, 1st semester!? WTFFFFFFFFFFFF. -_- I have to say I did pretty well in the 2nd semester.
Since my Canberra report card said "ENGLISH", she had to give me credit for that.
BUT NOOOOOOO! RIGHT THERE! ON MY SCHEDULE! IT SAID ENGLISH 2!?
WTF WTF WTF x10.
I went up the secretary and told her, I'm not suppose to be in Pre-Dip English 2, my councilor told me she gave me credit for my English class from my country.
She asked me what country I was from. I told her Singapore.
Do you know what she did!?
SHE STARTED TALKING TO ME LIKE I WAS FREAKING RETARD. -__-"
I UNDERSTAND ENGLISH. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
If not why the heck would Ms.Yager let me go to IB English. -_-"
She slowed down her sentences and drag them as if I just talked to her in Chinese. WTF!?
10 seconds before I told her I came from Singapore, we were communicating perfectly weren't we? -.- I might sound a little fobby, but HELLO!? DO I SOUND LIKE I JUST LEARNED ENGLISH!? WTF. JUST BECAUSE SINGAPORE TEACHES DIFFERENTLY, DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T KNOW MY FREAKING GRAMMAR.
She was telling me how the grammar in Singapore and US is different, basically, she made it sound like Singapore doesn't teach proper grammar. :P

I know majority of Singaporeans speak Singlish and we learn British English, but some can write just as well or even better then some of the kids here. -.-" English is our freaking FIRST, I would bold this 10 times if I could, language, so don't talk to me like I'm some retarded foreigner who just learned English last night.
Even an average Singaporean 2nd grader would be able to understand what you're saying without you having to talk slower. -.-" SCREW YOU, BITCH.
Don't freaking look down on us just cause we're Asians. Even if it wasn't a tone that "looks down" on me, but whatever, it sounds like it to me, so I'll take it as that.
WHY THE HECK ELSE WOULD SHE SLOW DOWN HER SENTENCES FOR!?
YOU CAN EXPLAIN JUST AS CLEARLY IN THAT SPEED.
It's not like some kinky math or chemistry problem. -.-"
SCREW YOU x100000. Freaking bitch.
I got a freaking 4 on my TAKS English essay, I can speak as well as I write.
Just so you know, I can't even get an A in Mrs.Lee's English class. That just shows you the standard of English that Singapore's schools try to teach.
WE DON'T ANYHOW LEARN ENGLISH, OKAY!?
That's broken English for you. HOE.

I'm not even gonna bother about Algebra 2. -_-"
I've decided that it'll just be another class I can enjoy doing nothing in as they talk about basic Algebra shit again. WOO HOOOOOOO. It'll be a handy homework time for me too! :D

Double science, Double math, Double English. WOO HOOOOOOOOOO! :D
Did I mention no electives of my choice at all?! DOUBLE WOO HOO!
This was exactly what I signed up for this year.

Screw you x1000000000.
End.

Day 30.

2010-08-13T22:59:00.001+08:00

Day 30: A Congratulations Banner

Yay! Finally!

Day 29.

2010-08-12T23:07:00.000+08:00

Day 29: A Place You'd Like to Go.

PLUTO!

Day 28.

2010-08-11T23:56:00.003+08:00

Day 28: Something You Like

LAZZZZZZZZZZZY! LOL.

Anyway! Check this out! :D

Do you want one? :D
(It looks a little distorted cause it's slightly wrinkled.)

When I get older, I'll be stronger.

2010-08-10T23:22:00.002+08:00

Day 27: Something You Love.

Thanks Annie, Brian, Jenny, Megan, Min & Andrew, who wasn't there. :D

You put the art in my heart.

2010-08-09T23:20:00.004+08:00

Day 26: Soemthing You Don't Like.

Asparagus!

So a couple hours ago, I had drivers ed.

It was terribly boring and noisy.
All we did for 2 hours was try to finish 84 questions on the back of the book. -_-"

That's basically what we're gonna be doing for tomorrow too.
Who knew that learning to drive was so... boring.
Thank god, Loh's in the same class. WOO HOOO!
Well. Yup. That'll be almost what every night is like for the rest of the month.

Anyway, Aaron's birthday present for me:

I LOVE IT!

There's a place that will stay within me.

2010-08-08T22:48:00.006+08:00

Before I start,

Day 25: A Scenery.

I know it's not much of a scenery and looks horrible.
I'm too lazy to make it any better.
Not to mention, it was the easiest thing to draw.

It's August 8th in Texas, but August 9th in Singapore.
Soooooooooo..
Happy birthday Singapore!

If I'm not wrong it should be the 45th birthday.
Every year, there'll be this hugeeeeee preparation for the NDP (National Day Parade) that starts like half a year before the actual date itself.
Honestly, I never really gave a hoot about the parades.
The shows are pretty awesome, but just wasn't really something I would enjoy watching.
People dancing, singing, president speeches, marching, blablah.
Not to mention, the most boring part of the whole show is to wait for the President to inspect the GOH. -_-" SO SLOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
The only part that I ever really cared to watched was the fireworks and the goody bags.

That was.. until last year.
I DON'T CARE IF YOU DON'T WANNA READ SOMETHING ABOUT NDP AGAIN.

I was asked to participate in NDP 09'.
Honestly, I was really reluctant to go when SinYee couldn't go.
I've seen the training schedule, and boy, it wasn't pretty.
Training every Saturday for 5 months, 8 something to 6 something.
Since I live far from HQ, that means I would have to wake up at 6 and won't reach home till' 8. MAAAAAAAAN. that's like.. 14 hours. -_-"

The only people I knew there at first was like.. less then 10.
So yeaaaaaah. Training after training, after training and more trainings.
Started talking to the annoying people around me like Jonathan and Robert. LOL.
Oh and of course, the not annoying ones like Xin Rong, Pei Ni and Omesh.
Actually Omesh is on the opposite end, but whatever. Same thing.

Our meals were sometimes really unpleasant, but some were really awesome.
The more unpleasant ones would be the stuff they cooked themselves.

The more "pleasant" food was either KFC or Pizza Hut.
Most common was KFC's shroomless burger, gravyless mash potatoes and a piece of chicken.

Unless, they decide to be nice and exchange your shroomless burger for another piece of chicken and a bun.

KFC turned really common when almost EVERYONE complained that the food they cooked was horrible.
I was so sick of KFC that I'm still sick of it today.
The other "luxury food" we got was a big piece of pizza and really awesome wings.
That was the best.

When we moved to Marina Barrage, not only did lunch get tastier,
there was plenty of snacks around and A/C. :D
Ice cream! Old Chang Kee! Milo! Soya bean!

When we stayed later then we were supposed to, we got biscuits.
On the last day, there was so much leftovers we all just dumped in YueHong's bag. LOL.

Other then that, all we really did was trained, complained, trained and complained.
Until it was finally that day.
Just like that, everything was over.
I started to realize how fun that 5 months was despite it being extremely exhausting.

From a couple...

to a handful...

to a lot. (:

It was one of the most awesome journey experienced I ever had. :P
Corny, but true.
I can't believed it's already been a year.

ANYWAAAAAAAAAAAY.
Every time I get on MSN, I get the same questions and statements.

Person: HEY PEGGY! How's Texas!?

Me: Great! What about you?

Person: IT'S SO HOT HERE/(inserts complains & more complains).
You're lucky! Can go to USA. ):

This is the part where I'll tell them. NOOOOO! I RATHER STAY IN SINGAPOREEEE.
Seriously.
Not that Texas is bad in anyway but it's waay too big.

Nearest beach: 3-4 hours by car.
Nearest Bubble tea: half hour by car, $3+++
Nearest grocery store: 5-10 minutes by car.
My school: 5 minutes by car, 2 hours by foot.
Nearest public transport: Doesn't exist in my area.
Nearest McDonald: 5-10 minutes by car.
Nearest shopping mall: 15 minutes by car.

Person: It's cause you don't live in the city area!!

HECK I WOULDN'T WANNA LIVE IN THE CITY AREA.
It's too dangerous.
You can walk around Orchard road and the most dangerous thing is probably some Ah Bengs trying to stare you down and giving you the middle finger.

Person: But there's winter, spring and fall!

SO!?!?! THE SUMMER HERE IS WORSE. Temperatures go pass 100 degrees Fahrenheit.
Room temperature is around 75 if I'm not wrong.
THERE'S A BUNCH OF DISGUSTING BEETLES, CRICKETS AND WORMS DURING SPRING.
They're all over the floors in school and near the doors of your house.
THE FLIES ARE FREAKING HUGE AND NASTY.
Winter is just too cold.
One day it's snowing, the next day it's too hot. -_-"
Yeah, I know Texas is bipolar, but if you go up to the north, you're gonna be too busy trying to keep yourself warm to play in the snow.
Snow is wet and slushy and slippery.
You can disagree with me since I dislike winter.
The good part is there's barely any mosquitoes here.

NOT TO MENTION, THERE'S TORNADOES HERE. Not that I've ever seen one, just heard lots of warnings.
The worse natural disaster you can die from in SG is like, a lightning strike.
Which the chances are like 1 in like gazillion. I made that up, but it's something like that.

Person: The people here are so kiasu (scared of losing) and kpo (nosy) and rude though!

Suck it up, you're kiasu and kpo too, just like me.
There's plenty of rude people here too.
Like that bitchy cashier at Chipotle.
SO FREAKING RUDE. -_-'

Person: Well, at least you get to skip O' levels.

HAHAHA! Fine, that's the good part about being here. (:
School here isn't any easier. If you already learned the stuff, they'll just put you up to a more advance class. There's just as much homework, maybe a little less.
Everything counts for a grade. The worse is English. You have to read tons of books that are extremely gay and slow that have ginormous words like "ike" and phrases like "piggy wiggly". SERIOUSLY, WTF IS IKE or piggy wiggly!? Other then that, it isn't that bad.

I would gladly exchange with you to go back though.
Where there's chicken rice, nasi lemak, mee goreng, roti prata, shopping mall, MRT, bus and whatever else is withing WALKING distance.
Yeah, you can find those stuff here, 15 minutes to an hour away.
A plate of chicken rice for $8++. WOOOOOOOOOOO!

Stop complaining and start enjoying. :D

Day 24.

2010-08-07T23:07:00.001+08:00

Day 24: A Couple.

Random drawing I did a while back.
Mom has my camera and I'm a little preoccupied with The Poisonwood Bible.
That's why I didn't do a "fresh" drawing.
This one has expired.

Day 23.

2010-08-06T22:40:00.002+08:00

Day 23: Something You Need.

H2O.

Day 22.

2010-08-05T23:02:00.001+08:00

Day 22: Something You Miss.

Hi Grandma.
I wish someone would show this to her and translate it.

Day 21.

2010-08-04T23:07:00.004+08:00

Day21: Something You Want.

Day 20.

2010-08-03T22:14:00.002+08:00

Day 20: Something Orange.

My carrots look like they have some kind of skin disease.
Still delicious though.

Day 19.

2010-08-02T22:08:00.005+08:00

Day 19: Something New

Heck yeah. I'm almost 17 and I just lost a baby tooth.
The new one is already growing.

I know you guys are interested in seeing what it looks like,
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Day 18.

2010-08-01T21:17:00.000+08:00

Day 18: A Doodle.

Um. It's an egg.

Day 17.

2010-07-31T21:09:00.001+08:00

Day 17: Favorite Plant.

I didn't draw the plant, but I drew him, on the plant.
Good enough.

Day 16.

2010-07-30T21:28:00.001+08:00

Day 16: Inspiration.

I have no inspiration. For now.

Day 15.

2010-07-29T22:35:00.000+08:00

Day 15: Family

They're kinda like my family too. :P
Pretty easy to identify who's who.

Day 14.

2010-07-28T22:22:00.002+08:00

Day 14: Favorite Fairytale.

I wasn't sure if 3 Little Pigs count,
so I just picked something random.

Day 13.

2010-07-27T23:30:00.001+08:00

Day 13: Favorite Comic.

Yeah, it's finally you.

Just cause I have new friends, doesn't mean I forget my old ones.

Day 12.

2010-07-26T22:35:00.000+08:00

Day 12: Most Recent Accomplishment.

That's right! I'll finish it.

Day 11.

2010-07-25T23:16:00.001+08:00

Day 11: Turning point of your life.

I'm sorry if you can't tell what it is.
Thoof is being extremely lame. -_-"

Every choice you make is a turning point.
I can't just pick one.

Day 10.

2010-07-24T21:17:00.002+08:00

Day 10: Favorite Candy.

No, you ate all my Kisses and you look fatter.

Day 9.

2010-07-23T22:56:00.000+08:00

Day 9: Favorite TV Show.

Shut up, don't make fun of my drawings. T_T

Day 8.

2010-07-22T23:29:00.003+08:00

Day 8: Favorite Animated Character.

Um.. yeah.
He's colored, you're not.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYDNEY GIANGGGGGG!
I hope you like my surprise this morning!
I'M NOT CLARA!

Day 7.

2010-07-21T23:14:00.000+08:00

Day 7: Favorite Movie.

IT'S FREAKING CJ7. SHUT UP. LOL.
Don't make fun of it. T_T
I love almost all of the Stephen Chow's movies.
Even though CJ7 wasn't the best movie, it was the easiest one to draw. (:
Yes, I'm lazy.
I should watch some of his movies again.

Day 6.

2010-07-20T23:02:00.001+08:00

Day 6: Favorite Book.

If you have no idea what book this is,
you have no childhood.

Day 5.

2010-07-19T21:08:00.000+08:00

Day 5: Best Friend.

I like peanut butter & Domo too.
Just saying.

Day 4.

2010-07-18T20:15:00.001+08:00

Day 4: Favorite place.

So.. I was thinking.
If I started to draw on shoes and caps and decided to sell them.
Would any of you be interested?
The price would definitely be reasonable.
Of course, I would have to make a slight profit too.
If you have a design in mind, I wouldn't mind either.
Soo.. what do you think? :D

Day 3.

2010-07-17T23:35:00.000+08:00

Day 3: Favorite food.

Day 2.

2010-07-16T20:52:00.002+08:00

So day 1 was to draw yourself.
My drawing is waaaay below, just work those little fingers of yours and scroll down.
I thought I would show the other "challengers" work as well.
Friendly competition is healthy!

Loh's.
It's soo adorable. I hate her T_T.

LMFAO! AHAHAHAHAH.
Do I even need to say.
No wonder people say, "cute means adorable and ugly."

So.. LOL. AHAHAHAH.
Okay I need to calm myself down.
Righhhhht.. here's DAY TWOOOOOOO: Favorite Animal.

Why not!?

2010-07-15T20:14:00.000+08:00

I was bloghopping, tumblring and etc.
I saw this on Loh's blog and decided to do it!
WAHAHAHAHA. No harm right?
Oh wait, my super awesome artsy skills my blow your underwear right out of your pants.
THAT'S RIGHT!

I DON'T CARE IF IT'S FOR TUMBLR-ERS ONLY! JUST PRETEND THIS IS TUMBLR.

You're just scared that my super asian drawing skills are going to own yours. :P

Watch out Loh, you better get new underpants. >]

Ah, crap. Okay whatever, this is it:

30 Day Drawing Challenge

Day 1 - Yourself
Day 2 - Favourite animal
Day 3 - Favourite Food
Day 4 - Favourite Place
Day 5 - Best Friend
Day 6 - Favourite book
Day 7 - Favourite Movie
Day 8 - Favourite Animated Character
Day 9 - Favourite T.V Show
Day 10 - Favourite Candy
Day 11 - Turning point in your life
Day 12 - Most Recent Accomplishment
Day 13 - Favourite Comic
Day 14 - Favourite Fairytale
Day 15 - Family Picture
Day 16 - Inspiration
Day 17 - Favourite Plant
Day 18 - Just a Doodle
Day 19 - Something New
Day 20 - Something Orange
Day 21 - Something you Want
Day 22 - Something you Miss
Day 23 - Something you Need
Day 24 - A Couple
Day 25 - Scenery
Day 26 - Something you don’t like
Day 27 - Something you love
Day 28 - Anything you’d like
Day 29 - A place you want to go
Day 30 - A Conguration Banner for completing this challenge

DAY 1: Myself.

Oh and look, I've been working hard. (:

*Vacation post coming soon.. or maybe not. LOL.

Toy Story.

2010-06-25T00:20:00.003+08:00

*NOTE/ Please read until the end before commenting. -_-"

Honestly, I seriously hated Toy Story when I was a kid.
I thought the toys weren't cute and adorable like mine. :P
Even recently, I might not hate it, but I definitely have no interest in that show.
It's probably something that stuck around since I was a kid and I never bothered to change that.

Especially when it came to Woody and Buzz.
Maybe it was just cause I hate ugly stuff in general.
Even though I wasn't that good looking myself back then.
LOL, thinking back, how could I judge ugly toys when I look like that:

I know Toy Story 1 came out in like 1995, when I was only 2,
I doubt I watched that when I was that age so I guesstimated that I watched it around this age.

The Barbie in the show made me hate Barbies even more. -_-"
I remember I had this cheap and fake Barbie doll you get at those stupid chinese shop where everything inside was in made in China.
The doll was Jenny or something instead of Barbie.
It had a head that was bigger than the real Barbie.
One day, I was combing her hair, and her whole head pop out. -_-"
IT WAS SCARY. Barbies should be made into nasi barbie (pork rice) anyway. HAHA!
Okay, I know that was a lame joke. Whatever. ANYWAY.

VIOLA! Of course, Toy Story 2 came out in 1999; I was 6.
I watched that despite having serious problems against Toy Story characters.
Out of all 3 movies, I think the majority would agree that Toy Story 2 wasn't that great.
Even though I watched it years ago, I remember that I thought it was boring and absolutely not worth my time. I'm not sure if it was cause I was a kid, thus having an attention span of a dog. Yeah, I was a bitch since I was a child. LOL. JUST KIDDING.
I got to stop all these lame jokes. -_-' I crack myself up though! :D
So, I continued to dislike Toy Story for the next 10 years.

Wednesday, at the age of 16, turning 17.
I gave into peer pressure. ):
I agreed to watch Toy Story 3 ... in 3D.
I actually really hate watching movies in 3D.
I'm not sure if it's cause there's something wrong with my eyes, or I'm always really unfortunate and get horrible glasses, or 3D was really horrible back then (last year).

The last 3D movie I watched was horrible.
I don't mean the movie. I meant the experience.
I saw nothing popping out at all. -_-"
The whole movie was blurry.
The seats in Bishan's Golden Village were freaking uncomfortable.
TRY SITTING IN THOSE FOR 3 HOURS, YOU'RE GONNA DIE.
Not to mention, it was expensive.
I like the storyline of Avatar anyway, in 2D.

What I'm trying to say was, I was pretty reluctant to pay $12 to sit through the same experience I did for Avatar, what sounded worse to me was, IT WAS GONNA BE TOY STORY. -.-
So Friday came along. I wasn't excited about the movie.

(Photo by BunButt, LOL! My glasses suffered a horrible fate. ): )
We got the tickets, the pretty cool looking glasses and sat through the movie.
I wanna be extremely nice tonight (I'm just lazy), so I will not explain what happened in the movie.
It was pretty actiony for a "cartoon".
It was full of "OOOOOH!", "AHHHHHHHH", "OH MY GOD!", "NOOOOOO!", "HAHAHAHAHA!", "AWW. ):" and "WOO HOOOOOOO!"
The movie was incredibly awesome. Best cartoon of all time.
It kicks The Incredibles asses. HAH! TAKE THAT JACK-JACK! :P
Not to mention, even though there wasn't much 3D effects, but at least it was more than Avatar.
One thing ruined the movie though, noisy kids. -_-"

I'm thinking of giving Toy Story a new chance. :D
At the end of that movie, I thought, they're not that ugly after all, just a little slightly not good looking. I should rewatch Toy Story 1 & 2 and try again.
I still dislike Buzz. -_-"
His stupid lock of purple curly hair on his forehead annoys the shit out of me.
I have no idea why. I'm just weird. LOL.

Lastly, this is what happened to my glasses.

P.S. Don't bother commenting about how the toys aren't ugly or how I shouldn't judge, blahblahblah, or whatever. I was a kid. -_-" SHEESH.

This feels like the twilight zone .

2010-06-16T12:38:00.004+08:00

I know it's been a really long time since you seen me.
Up in the air, I've been up in the air.
Chilling on cloud 9, now you know where to find me,
Up in the air, I'll be up in the air .
Dumbfoundead- Up in the Air

Hi! I'm still alive!
I haven't been taking pictures or doing anything worth blogging about.
I'm just eating and sleeping away.
Looking for songs to get addicted on,
like Dumbfoundead's "Up in the Air".

Try it! It's really good. :D
Just cause I like rap doesn't mean I'm ghetto!
So shut up. LOL.

ANYWAY. I still have yet to buy my summer reading books. ._."
I should probably get to it like ASAP and start on those gay assignments.
Wouldn't want to start the year off badly.
First impressions are everything isn't it? :P

I should probably pick up my camera and start snapping away.
Hah! Except, almost everybody has disappeared. ):
I don't have a car or money either. T_T
Stupid America.

Still got to do my drivers ed too. GAH!

Lets see.
If you know me. I'm weird.
I think everybody who knows me has established that point.
Well. I'm sorry. I can't help it.

So here are 12 random things about me.
1. I can't fry an egg.
2. I have 35 Domos & am still adding to the collection.
3. My accent, is it "Stey-tus" or "sta-tuhs"; "a-mo-be" or "a-me-ba"; "foo-sha" or "few-shia"?
4. I thought soy sauce was Soya sauce.
5. I think pimple cream only causes more breakouts.
6. I can't wash my face with any kind of cleanser.
7. I can draw.
8. I can't sleep with my legs straight.
9. I don't like fat people who complain that they're fat. Complaining doesn't burn calories.
10. I still play Pokemon.
11. I hate Dora the Explorer & Barney.
12. I'm extremely ticklish.

Add on if you like. My brain is dead.

fkkrqztjlhby! :D

Darkly Dreaming Dexter

2010-06-08T12:32:00.002+08:00

"Tonight is the night...
And it will happen again and again..."

4 Seasons.
12 Episodes Each.
5 Days.
Average of 9 hours each day.
Who needs a life,
when there's Dexter.

I stayed up until 4AM trying to finish this.
I'm too lazy to elaborate what it's about.
Definitely none of that Asian drama stuff,
where A likes B, B likes C, A tries to steal B, C ends up with D.
This is way more exciting.
By the last episode of season 4, you'll want more.
WATCH IT.

I always had me a good laugh at school.

2010-06-03T23:27:00.003+08:00

*Note/ Short wordy post.

I got a Peter Pan complex,
And I don't wanna grow up, grow up, grow up.
No, no, no.
If I give up my youth now just consider me dead.
Dumbfoundead- Peter Pan Complex

Hurray, summer holiday has officially started. [:
My school days were really short for this year.
It started in January in Singapore and ended in June here, in Texas.
Lucky me. Hah.
After checking my grades online and stuff, they aren't that bad,
could be better if I stop procrastinating and am a little more serious.

Doesn't matter anyway, it's over, already happened, already done. Oh well.
I would promise that I'm going to work harder next year and complete every single piece of homework on time and diligently, however, I do that every year and fail miserably at it by the 2nd week of school, when work starts to pile again. LOL.

I've actually been looking forward to the summer holiday, but the thought of summer reading makes me sad. Well, not sad, just, not that excited.
I have to read and annotate "The Poisonwood Bible" which gives me some impression that it's about burning trees. I have no idea why.
That was only English, for History, we have something even more... EXCITING;
read "10 Days that Unexpectedly Changed America" and write an essay on every chapter, means, 10 essays. Oh god.
WAIT NO! I'm almost done whining. Last assignment. Chemistry.
Memorize the WHOLE periodic table.
Yes even those with proton number 132 or whatever, those freaking man-made elements.
Screw those mad scientists who created those freaking gay elements. -_-"

Okay I'm done! To add on to my list of things to do for this summer, a trip to the north, drivers ED, get my driving license, meet up with Coppell buddies and finish all 4 seasons of Dexter. (:

Yeeeaaah! I'm done with the first season, going to try to finish up the second season tonight!
Hurray for murderous American dramas.

You and me, happily, by my side.

2010-05-30T23:16:00.007+08:00

Can I call you my everything,
Call you my baby?
You're the only one that run my world.
Jeff Bernat- Call You Mine

I've been in Bali! O:
HAHA. I'm just kidding. School, final exams and outings have been packing up.
I think over the weekend when TAKS ended, some parasites entered the teachers brain and ordered them to give us as much homework and projects as they can.
Right when there was only 2 weeks of school left, all the teachers started to give projects and homework. It was driving me nuts. -_-"
Research paper. New book to read. Human Body System Project. History Propaganda project. Textbook reading every night. Drawing gazillion maps and doing a shit load of outlines.
Just look at how thick my research paper is. O:

It's suppose to be thicker but oh well.

A couple weeks ago, May 16th to be exact, I attended some Dragon boat festival thing-ma-bob. I'm not even exactly sure what it is.

HELLO! I DON'T EVEN SEE DRAGON BOATS IN SINGAPORE. At least I don't remember seeing it. We don't have any freaking lakes, so the only place I can only imagine the festival being held at like Sentosa beach or East Coast beach. AHAHHA
How insane is that. -_-"
ANYWAY. I didn't take any pictures of any dragon boats cause I arrived extremely late and we were chilling at some weird cafe thing.

I did managed to catch some performances though.
I was pretty amused to watch Americans do TaiChi.
Americans as in angmohs (slang term for white people).
I've seen my aunt do TaiChi, I've seen my grandma attempt to do the tango.
I've never seen white people do TaiChi. O:

There were other martial arts performace too, kung-fu, and some other martial artsy stuff. No, there was no WingChun though, none of that tight IP man skills. :P

After a while, we went to Grapevine mall and caught Iron Man 2!
It wasn't as great as I expected. The first movies are always the best. ._."
Due to the draggy beginning and lack of action. I was talking throughout the whole movie. LOL.

Of course, I HAVE to end the day with some sort of dinner.

Oh yah, there was this incredibly cute girl that sat in front of us. O:

I was playing with her 60% of the time. O:
SHE'S SO ADORABLEEEEEEEEEE! :D

A week later, we got back our TAKS results.
For those who passed all 4 paper, they were rewarded with an off-campus lunch.
So 4 days ago, we embarked on a trip to some park 10 minutes away (near Coppell High.
It was hot and bright, but fun. :D

Oh my, I'm too lazy to put up all the pictures.
Oh well, those are the "important" ones anyway. :P
FAILED GROUP SHOTS. LOL.

Anyway, I drew on some white shoes again.

I don't really like them though, probably not going to wear them.
Anybody wear size 8?

Oh before I forget, Hey There Peggy is here. :D

Did I mention that Cream biscuits dipped in Milo are awesome. [:

I shall end abruptly now, just cause I feel like it.

Song writing?

2010-05-12T22:58:00.000+08:00

A couple days ago I was complaining to Aaron that nobody ever sings a song for me. ): Like, for me. Not just random singing, yodeling or whatever people would consider singing.

So of course, being my SJAB buddy/ranting bitch and various other insides jokes/gossips, he sang some noodle song and 1, 2, 3 song and auto tuned it just for laughs. LOL.
It was amazingly amusing for me. Well, on second thought, I'm amused pretty easily. Oh whatever.
I LIKE IT. THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS. :D -beams-

Please don't ask me what the heck he's thinking. LOL. I seriously have no idea.
It was for my entertainment purposes. LOL. Inside jokes for the winnnnn! :D

That isn't the end of song writing parodiessss.
Anyway, quite a while ago, I was listening to Hey There Delilah by Plain White T.
I randomly typed out the lyrics in the conversation window like I always do to everyone whenever a good song comes on.

Peggy: HEY THERE DELILAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Peggy: I wanna change that to HEY THERE PEGGY SOHHH
Peggy: but it doesn't flow.

Brian: Yah.
Brian: hey there little Peggy
Brian: what's it like in Asian city
Brian: I'm thousands miles away
Brian: but girl tonight
Brian: you look so sweaty
Brian: yes you do
Brian: humid as f--- and mosquitoes too.

Peggy: OMG THE WORDS FLOW! wth!

Brian: Duh. I made it flow.
Brian: You should blog that and be like, "my friend Brian, made a song for me off the top of his head when I wanted to change hey there Delilah to hey there Peggy Soh."

If you don't believe that the words flow, try singing it.
LOL. I wonder what if Brian writes the songs and Aaron sings it. Oh my god.
That would be so cool.

I need a little more luck than a little bit.

2010-05-11T22:27:00.005+08:00

*Drawings are drawn by me.
**/Edited.

I guess I need my life to change
Seems like something's just aren't the same
What could I say?
Faber Drive- Tongue Tied

I have no idea why my life is currently revolving around explosives.
Okay fine, not totally around explosives. Almost entirely, but not quite.

My English research paper is about dynamites, which is a general term for any explosives that uses nitroglycerin.
I, myself, am an explosive right now. I'm a freaking time bomb strap to some suicide homicide bomber ready to explode anytime. It's all thanks to the heat and my mom not turning on the A/C. It's driving me nuts. I won't be able to sleep or do work cause I'm feeling all agitated and sweaty. Yucks to the max.
Besides the explosive research paper and Peggy, the last explosive related topic was about explosive girls and chickens.

I really didn't literally mean explosive girls. It really isn't my fault that MEGAN LOH something MEI doesn't know what are chicken eggs. Well, she knows what's an egg, she just didn't know what it is. OMG. This isn't making any sense. Just read on, for goodness sake.

Um.. Yes.. That's a chicken egg. -.-"
I'm sorry. Sheesh. I know my drawings aren't that great today. LOL.
I'm lazy so I'm trying to do it really quickly.

Okay so... the story went like this... (summarized)
*NOTE: I made her sound smarter cause I'm trying to shorten it due to my laziness. LOL.

Megan: "You know when I was little, I tried to incubate one of those store-bought eggs in a styrofoam cup. I placed it in the corner of my closet and placed a lamp over it. I got the idea from Spongebob."

Peggy: "HAHA! I thought chickens would hatch from those store-bought eggs too!"

Megan: "Well, yah, then I started to cry when it didn't hatch like 3 months later, so my mom told me that it was actually dead chickens."

Peggy: "WTF. Chicken eggs don't have dead chickens in them."

Megan: -Blabbers something that shows that she still believes that chicken eggs are actually dead unhatched chickens waaaaaaaay before they can develop into an embryo-

Peggy: "WTF NO! Chicken eggs have no chickens in them!"

Megan: "Huh?"

Peggy: -tries to explain-
"Okay, so chicken eggs have like no chickens in them. They're kind of like us having periods. You know like how we release an egg every month?"

Megan: "WHAT!? WE DO!?"

Peggy: ... "Oh my god. Yes we do. So like if our eggs aren't fertilized, they're shed with the linings to produce our monthly period."

Megan: "Whaaaaat?! I didn't know that."

Peggy: "Um. Like, we have periods to shed the monthly eggs release by our ovaries, if we don't get rid of it, we'll keep releasing 1 egg each month and soon, we'll have too many eggs in our body and explode. BOOM!"

Megan: "OH MY GOD!? WHAT!? WE'LL EXPLODE IF WE DON'T GET OUR PERIODS!?"

Peggy: ... "No, no, no! I was exaggerating!"

Megan: "Ohh.. wait, so we're eating chicken period?"

Peggy: ... "Sure... HAHAHAHAHAHHA!"

Megan: "WTH!? EWWWWWWW!!!"

Peggy: "Oh my god, just go home and Google it."

So Megaaaaaaan, here! This is for you!

CLICK ME.

And that's the story of a girl who believed the tale of exploding girls when they don't get their periods.

Brian says: You made Megan sound really smart.
Brian says: Haha.

Peggy says: I KNOW!
Peggy says: I can't help it.
Peggy says: I'm smart.

Brian says: She'd never use those words!
Brian says: It's like above her normal vocabulary.

Peggy says: LOL!

I'm sorry, Megan, I'm innocent. LOL! I love you!
On the bright side, you're infamous now! :D

That's what friends are for.

I could really use a wish right now.

2010-05-10T10:42:00.009+08:00

Yeah, I could use a dream,
or a genie or a wish,
To go back to a place
much simpler than this.
B.O.B. ft. Hayley Williams- Airplanes

Can you believe it?
I've been in America for exactly 100 days, been in Ranchview for 94 days including weekends and holidays. 100 days may not seem like much, but it definitely isn't little either.

In this 100 days, I've settled down quite well. (:
On the other hand, school. Oh my. That isn't as great.
Missing the first half year of the school makes it kind of complicated for me to understand what's going on in lessons on certain days.

In these 100 days I started out in Ranchview feeling really uncomfortable.
I didn't know anyone, not a single familiar face was there.
I didn't know that Sylvia and Jae, my elementary school friends, were in that school.
Everything was unfamiliar to me.
Despite moving so frequently, I still find it pretty awkward and uncomfortable everytime I move to a new environment. It isn't scary, it's just awkward.
Oh my, I'm being repetitive.

ANYWHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!
I never really talked about what it's like to move into a new environment with anyone before. I've never blogged about it as it's an experience that's kind of hard to describe. The feeling of being surrounded with unfamiliar faces, unfamiliar objects, unfamiliar voices and everything else that was unfamiliar is hard to describe, a feeling that I'm not sure how I'm suppose to put it into words.
Neverthelessss, I'm going to try anywaaaaaaaaaaay! :D

My first day pretty much sucked like it will everytime I enter a new school.
I felt like a complete loser since I knew nobody at all.
I didn't know what to do at all in class.
I could barely find my way around school even though it was small.
Half of my classes had substitutes sicne the teachers were out on some courses.
I was like a little kid wandering around the mall, lost, without my parents.

The second day was't as bad. Some dude showed me around the school during lunch and I kind of ignored him after that. LOL. Other than that little change, everything else was pretty much the same. I couldn't name a single kid in my classes.
80% were amazed that I could speak English and that I spoke it pretty well.

On the third day, I gathered up all my courage and went to sit with Jenny and Megan during lunch time and that was how it all started.

Jenny and Megan were the first people I started talking to.
However, it was still awkward here and there.
I was pretty quiet, yah, quiet. You read it right.
I just didn't know what to say.
If I acted like the way I usually do, they'll probably run away from me.
I was uncomfortable and unsure of what to say or do whenever things got quiet and awkward. I couldn't just stand up and shout "SMURFS!" or make random comments about Pokemon or whatever.
I'm not sure when or how, I got slightly more comfortable as people started to approach me.
First was Brian Park, then Jean-Luc, Eric and Thao. I guess that was about all actually. LOL. Everything else just kind of happened.
Annie, Eunsoo, Brian Wong, Karla, Puja, Iqrah.

Then Min came along when the little "Asian Girls" went out one day.

By then, I was pretty much myself again. Not quite there, but almost there.
I started talking to really random people when the orchestra people went for Orchestra trip.
HAH! THAT'S WHAT YOU GUYS GET FOR DITCHING ME FOR TWO DAYS.
I started talking to Alvin, Pedram, Rachel, Chris Choi, David Lee, Chris something and various other people. It was pretty random.

Whoever I saw, I just started talking to them pretty randomly.
Luckily, they didn't freaked out and run away.
Before I know it, 100 days went by.
I wasn't the pathetic new girl from Singapore with 0 friends.
Yah, ZERO. A big FAT zero. ):
I was going around school like some random 12 year Asian girl.

I have a confession though, I'm still pretty uncomfortable here, after all, it's only been 100 days. I guess I'm a little more "tame" then I was back in Canberra Secondary.
On second thought, it's only around certain people. I feel pretty awkward around some. I just don't really feel like interacting with them but I can't avoid them either. I'm still pretty conscious of what I say and do around some people. I miss Singapuraaaaaaaaaaa. I miss being obnoxiously loud and noisy, contributing to noise pollution. I want to feel comfortable in my environment again. X:

I never will though. Once I'm fully settled, it'll be time to pack up and leave again.

Oh well, going to end with some random conversation.

Peggy: Hey Brian! Look at my DP! I bring hope! :D
Brian W: Oh, I was gonna make fun of it.
Peggy: What were you gonna say?
Brian W: I was gonna say, "Hope? In your hands? I guess there's no hope at all."

Write it on the skyline.

2010-05-09T00:59:00.002+08:00

Falling out of love is hard,
Falling for betrayal is worst,
Broken trust and broken hearts,
I know, I know.
Shontelle- Impossible

Hellllooooooo little boys and girls! (:
It's time to salsaaaaaaaaaaa!
I went to the Bahamas for 15 days.
Yes! You're right! That was just a little excuse for my little disappearance act. :D
It realllllly isn't my fault that I was blogging nonsensically and being a little too preoccupied with other stuff to do a proper entry or update regularly.
Of course, I had to wait until I have sufficient evidence to prove that I am totally innocent of all charges of neglecting my poor wittle blog. :D

Despite having a guesstimation of 20 days of school left, teachers are going insane and piling up our work like it's free.
Oh wait, it is free. -.-
Especially in English, Geography and History.
Just look at our freaking English schedule all the way until the end of the school year.

While in Geography class, our teacher had decided to take the rest of the year off due to a certain family crisis. Thus, she has piled work on us just to keep us busy in class so that we won't create trouble for the numerous amount of different substitues we're going to have. T_T
I strongly dislike learning about the different rivers and mountains.
I have absolutely no interest in what goverenment what country has whatsoever.
Seriously, Geography? It's for the gays! >[

On the other hand, History's still pretty cool. [:
However, the way we learn stuff definitely turns me off.
Sure I love seminars, but the research we constantly have to do to prepare for it?
Oh my gooooooddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. T___________T
It's like crazzzzzzzzzzzy maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.
On the bright side, I was rewarded with a cook-out ticket for having the highest grade in class despite completing my homework by hook or by crook and neglecting to study for my tests. ;P

The cook-out was a special lunch where some teachers barbequed some burgers for students who bought a ticket for $3. Despite the school selling practically nothing but burgers, plenty of students bought it anyway since it's considered a "feast" as the burgers were SUPPOSED to taste 10x better than the ones in the school cafeteria.
You get either a hamburger or cheeseburger, 1 bag of chips and cookies of your choice and a can of soda/bottle of plain water.

My burger sucked to the max.
It suffered from 3rd degree burns and it's black-er than a bangla.

Other than piles of homework, burgers and more burgers, nothing much happens except random trips to Wal-Mart, Yogurtland, JambaJuice and PetsMart.

Oh, not to forget, I'm quite a ladies-~~man~~lady in school. ;]
Well, duh. I'm Peggy Soh after all.

Best best bestest friend.

2010-05-08T23:04:00.018+08:00

To begin with,

this is Darren Chua.

Her best best bestest friend ;)

Yeah.

Great, now what?

This fat girl, suddenly came online and just tell me,

"Darren!! Do a blogpost for me.

I want it full of pictures! Remember to do it!"

And here i am doing a picture-full blogpost. -3-

Screw Her.

LOL

Okay,

Since i am assigned a task to be completed within 24hrs.

And its 11.35pm according to Singapore time.

I shall cut my wordy text to an all-pictures-only post.

Pardon my lewd english, i'm still an amateur. -3-

I failed my Freeeee Writinggg for God Sake!

Fine let's continue :)

Oh i forgot to tell you,

i shall just tell a little bit of Peggy's grand and bombastic history.

Be it in Canberra or what the shit.

I took the liberty of stealing the pictures from facebook.

So you'll see alot of repeated pictures.

But nevermind,

where can you find such a good friend that'll help you do a blogpost almost in the middle of the night and bother to find pictures from her facebook?

The Faps:

It was formed on.

Uh, i think its around September or October period.

I'm not so sure.

A few individual pictures of the people she hang around with

Peggy and the kuku(Fornia).

Peggy and the Bozo(Angies).

Peggy and the laughing gas(Sydney).

They were very close.

And to separate them would be an uphill task to do.

Gosh you wouldn't be able to imagine the noise pollution thats emitted from them if they were to scream and laugh together.

Now for the group photo.

I just find this utterly hilarious.

They took a picture with Peggy's Grandma.-3-

The one Peggy often complained to me about her annoying attitude.

And would hate the dark and switch on the small lamp beside her table at night.

Her grandma would even take a stool, and stand on it to wash her dish.

My goodness, its god damn Cute
Recalling a favourite inside joke that only Me and Peggy know about her grandma.
P's grandma: Lai boy, eat more cai!
Darren whispering to Peggy: Eh, she wants me to eat myself ah? My surname's cai leh!
P: No! Eat the Veges!
P's grandma: Cai is very delicious, cai gives u nutrition, i love cai, cai is good, cai is loved, cai is very nice.

lol.

The FAC(St.John)

Little is known about this small group.

Its about her CCA the St.John Ambulance Brigade.

Let's not talk so much.

The always trying to act tall Peg.

Now is, Childish Peg.
Done :)

Ranchview High's days.

Yeah, her life in Ranchview High at the State.

Aiya just look through can?

These are the pictures with her friends.

I just look through facebook and snatch some pictures. xP

This is the one!
I just love this picture.
Really, from the bottom of my heart, gut, liver whatever.

Yeah done, finished :D
I'm beat.
Thank me Soh?
I am so worried about the difference between me and your blogging style.
And screw you for this picture! LOL

-Ouch!-

This is the last picture before i officially press Publish Post .
Remember me, i'm Peggy's best best bestest friend.

Wee~

The Paper Bag Show.

2010-04-23T11:57:00.002+08:00

Yes, you are allowed to say, "WTF IS THIS!?"
Let me help you solve this mathmatically.

2 bored girls + laptop + paper bag + domo = A "WTF" video.

Animal Crackers.

2010-04-19T20:20:00.001+08:00

Me gusta crackers animales.
Told you I was fluent in Spanish. [:

My Sara Lee bread expires tomorrow. ]:

Are you qualified?

2010-04-14T22:22:00.000+08:00

*Note- Nonsensical post #3

I was bored last night, so I randomly blabbered some stuff,
kind of like I was drunk, drunk from candy.

I came up with 15 qualifications for my husband-to-be.
They must meet all 15 qualifications in order to be eligible.

01. Must be taller than me.

02. Owns a "lookable" face (I don't want to stare at someone ugly for the rest of my life).

03. No stick man or those who needs 2 seats to hold up their butt.

04. No "The Rock" body type (you're gonna kill me with your muscular body and scare little kids like me).

05. More intelligent than a monkey and memory that lasts longer than a goldfish.

06. Boxers only.
If they pass other qualifications, this will be an exception; I'll just burn their briefs and replace them with boxers.

07. MUST WEAR UNDERWEAR.
In case my 3 for $10 boxers weren't comfortable enough; you just got to suck it up.

08. Owns at least 1 pink shirt.

09. Eyes have to be wider than 1cm (vertically challenged isn't cool).

10. Straight guys, no homosexuals, bisexuals, gaysexuals and whateversexuals.

11. Please, do I even need to say this, males only.

12. Must love my Domos, but not more than me.

13. Peel my prawns/crack my crabs for me (if it ends up in like gazillion little pieces, you're not qualified).

14. If you're married and un-single, please, slap yourself and jump into the river.

15. Pedophiles- get a life, you're OVER-qualified (find new little girls to prey on, time to move on).

Please note, this is just a joke.
If you have no sense of humor, don't bother to apply.

I'm so proud of you; no sarcasm inserted.

Kidnapped.

2010-04-13T22:21:00.001+08:00

*Note- Another nonsensical post.

I warned you, Darren Chua Jun Hao!
You said my drawings looked average,
thus I have kidnapped your little baby. >]

Ransom:

I want the Domo, not the kid.

Dimosaur?

2010-04-12T19:41:00.000+08:00

*Note- A very nonsensical post.

When I was really, really, really, really, really young;
I dreamt of being a scientist.

What kind of scientist?

Well, when you're 5 or 6, you probably wouldn't know about the different kinds of scientists out there.
One thing's for sure, I definitely didn't know.

A scientist was... well, just a scientist;
someone who wore white labcoats and geeky glasses,
kind of like Dexter from Dexter Laboratory.

I never really liked him though, I prefer Dee Dee. [:
I even wanted to change my name to Dee Dee. LOL.
(Ahem, sorry, scientists shouldn't say "LOL", I meant laugh out loud.)

Recently, I've fulfilled my dream with the help of a handy dandy notebook.

I've turned myself into a scientist for 1 day and tried to be a Domologist.
To further elaborate about Domologist, it's basically someone who studies Domology.
Domology is the study of Domo-Kuns. [:

For my experiment, for the first time ever, in the history of Domology,
I tried to cross-breed a pure bred Dinosaur (donated by Brian Wong) and a pure bred Domo-Kun.
The results were astonishing.
It was a whole new hybrid; I named it Dimosaur:

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I hold my breath and bite my lips.

2010-04-10T23:10:00.001+08:00

My face brightens up as I see your smile.
I worry that you might notice my feelings
Cause then we would drift apart.
TaeYang- Wedding Dress

You know, I had a super cool idea for a blog entry.
The minute I clicked "new post",
my thoughts went astray cause I was too excited that Blogger's working for me on Internet Explorder.
After using FireFox for months, IE looks so gay now.
Hm, that's just my opinion. Hah.

I still can't remember what I wanted to blog about. Sheesh. X_X
I'm kind of going insane recently, I'm in a crazy art phase.
I'm drawing like 15 hours a day, 7 days a week.
Since I need to sleep for about 8 hours, and eat my breakfast/lunch/dinner for a total of about 1 hour.

That was one of the random doodles I did.
I drew everything there except for the Dinosaur.
Brian Wong Li Wei drew that, I just colored it and outlined it to make it look prettier/cuter. :D

Other than those animals, I kind of did other stuff too.
I was doodling on Post-it notes in class and sticking it randomly everywhere. LOL.

Was inspired to do my shoes too. >]
WAHAHA. Since I got in trouble when I was in Canberra for writing my name on my shoes. -.-
Now I can draw it as I please. >]
Nobody can catch me now. WAHAHAHAHHA.

RUN RUN RUN! As fast as you can! You can't catch me I'm the ginger-Peggy!

Ahaha! Pardon me, I went atangent again.
Anyway! Here are my Peggylistic shoes! :D

Anyone wants to buy it? [:

Is there any food that'll enhance my memory?

Teen Games.

2010-04-09T17:05:00.000+08:00

Just a short simple shoutout to those in the teen games.
GOOD LUCK!
Remember to shout Peggy everytime any of you do a layout.
LOL.

Ample of love from,
Peggy Soh.

P.S. Blogger still refuses to load for my laptop, thus I'm delaying a super cool post. ):

To: C

2010-04-07T21:46:00.006+08:00

Name censored out for identification protection.

Hello C! :D
Don't you feel special?!

I haven't blogged in more than a week and I'm actually going to blog just for you. O:

You really should feel special.
Of course, there's a reason why I'm doing this.
I heard that you've been talking about me again. (:
How nice of you to show that you miss me! Awww.
Now, I'm not sure how true the stories are, but I'm sure you must have said something.
My friends aren't that free to make up stories about you.
How should I put this nicely...
Oh I know, this is to clarify some of the "misunderstandings" you have.

First of all, I did not insult Singaporeans in my post.
If it was my previous post that made you feel insulted, aren't you being oversensitive?
I really did get questions about the food I have here as some people really do think that America has nothing but fast food.
Not everybody is as .. Intelligent as you. :P
other than that post, I never really blogged about Singaporeans.
Oh ,in case you forgot, I'm a Singaporean too, do you really think I'm that stupid?
If I insult Singaporeans, I'm insulting myself.
Even a turtle doesn't call other turtles slow.
LOL. You're so hilarious.

Secondly, I don't think I'm a freaking American.
I'm pretty sure you don't even know what an American is like except the stuff you get from movies or TV.
I'm pretty Asian compared to the Americans here so don't go around assuming things.
Just because I talk in a more grammatically correct English doesn't mean I'm trying to act American.
Why don't you try to talk to them with "ha", "hor", "la".
Good luck with that.
I still dress like an Asian, I have an Asian accent ,I'm Asian and I'm pretty happy bout being Asian.

Lastly, why the heck are you even bothering to talk about me?
I don't even talk to you much in school except when it's CCA and there really is a need for us to talk.
I'm not even around you anymore,
so why the heck are you still talking about me in school?
I'm not even in that school anymore. Nobody gives a damn. -.-
do you have anything better to do?

Sure, go ahead and scold me and tell everybody I insulted you on my blog.
You can even blacklist and hate me, oh wait, you already dislike me.
No offense intended anyway, I just seriously don't get why the heck are you talking about me when I'm not even in the same country as you.

Spring allergies.

2010-03-30T16:40:00.000+08:00

I'm not the only one down with some spring allergies,
my laptop has it too. ):
Out of the blue, I caught the flu of stuffy + runny nose around 2nd period.
I'm feeling so irritated with it right now.
As for the laptop, it's probably down with some spring virus call malware.
Yah I know, sounds like the next ultragayman. -.-

Let me teach you a new math formula; one that's probably not going to be much of a use like your other math formulas.

Let x = sick
Let y = healthy

x(Peggy + laptop) + y iPhone = (number of words in this post) with 0 pictures.

Simple, wasn't it?
In case your brain isn't quick enough to understand how the formula came about,
it's pretty simple; it just means that it's going to be a mother-fruiting, long, wordy post. :P

Thanks to all those tangents, I lost track of my thoughts.

Oh! I know! Right.
A couple days ago, probably 2, I was talking to someone via something that requires an Internet
(most of you should know that I won't be able to remember who since I share a common ancestor with the goldfish).
Means short term memory, smartie.

I was talking about my awesome Japanese dinner.
The response I got was, "There's Japanese food in USA!?"
Now, now kiddos, let's clear a little misconception.

The variety of food available here is as much as Singapore.
The quality of the food, however, differs vastly.
Let's start with fast food, since most of you think that's the only kind of food available.
Yes kiddos, the fast food here is less healthy and it's more fattening.
Good job. You got one part right.
It is cheaper since they have a dollar menu here, yes, that means everything on that menu is $1.
There is more expensive and better tasting western food though, like TGIF and SpringCreek.
No, I don't consider McDonald "better-tasting".

Next, Asian food, that includes all your Indian (curry), Malay (nasik lemak), Chinese (chicken rice), Japanese (sushi), Korean (kimchi), Vietnamese (something) and whatever else that's Asian. All of it can be found here. Yes, OMG I know. It is more expensive, and I admit, not all of them tastes that great. E.g. Panda Express. That's the American kind of "Chinese" food. It tastes nothing like Chinese food though. However! There are somethings here that tastes great like the food at Maxim's restraunt. There's even a restraunt call Lion City that sells... Can you guess it?
Authentic Singapore food of course.
DUH. SINGAPORE MEANS LION CITY.
Yup! Laksa, curry fish head, nasi lemak and whatever else.
There is smelly tofu and durian too.

Mexican food, that'll be all your burritoes and tacos. Duh, they have it here. It's good, I like it. Could be cheap or expensive. It's not uncommon. Don't be stupid, Mexico is just south of Texas.

All your other food, italian or whatever category I didn't cover; yup. Spaghetti is here too.

Conclusion is, there's all sorts of food here, it just requires a little searching to get it. So please don't be shock about what I have for breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper.

As for the Americans, to clear a misconception too, I'll do a really short paragraph.
Singaporeans do speak English. More than 95% I'm sure. Check it up on Wikipedia.
We learn in English, talk in English, TV channels are English, radio stations are in English, bathroom signs are in English too.
I know it may seems like Chinese people are predominant in Singapore, I'm not sure how true that is,
but I know for sure that we have 4 official languages, English, Chinese, Malay, and Tamil.
So don't be shock when someone from Singapore talks to you on English. (:
It's really normal, however, most of us speaks in broken English, thus we're known to speak in Singlish.
It may be hard to understand at first, but you just got to suck it up and deal with it. :D
la, hor, le!

Look! My blog is educational!

Man, I know we had a lot of tradgedies lately,

2010-03-21T11:12:00.005+08:00

Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am,
hopeful for today.
Take this music and use it,
let it take you away.
Twista- Hope

Man. WTF.
It was hot yesterday, now it's snowing.

If my name is Onionhead, and I am known for my incredibly exaggerated expressions, this is what I'll look like:

Anyway, I've finished Darren Chua's blog skin yesterday.
Go ahead, click his name.
He says that it looks gay.
GRR. I think it looks great!
I've even made a post for him that included a video; a little award for his readers!
It's a pretty cool video too!

I don't feel like typing anymore.
Doesn't mean it's the end of the post!
You still have to stay here for another 4 minutes and 27 seconds.
I have another video-log and 1 little task for you.

Your task is to...
FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER.
I think a better expression will be this:

I wonder if I ever cross your mind.

2010-03-18T22:06:00.005+08:00

Picture perfect memories,
Scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone cause,
I cant fight it anymore.
Lady Antebellum- Need You Now

There's only 3 days left. What a Spring Break it's been.
I wouldn't exactly say it's the most exciting holiday I had, however, it's definitely not the worst.
I guess it's most likely thanks to the fact that I'm more optimistic compared to the little Peggy a couple years ago.
About 5 minutes ago, I tried to log onto Darren Chua's blog to give his little baby a shower, one that I promised him a month ago. :P HAHA. However, Hotmail is down, thus I couldn't retrieve his email and password. ): Aww, I'm sorry Darren, blame it on fate. ;D

Meanwhile, my own little baby (my blog, duh) is still undergoing some surgery as you can tell.
I've actually decided to do something on the page about myself to "spice" things up. :P However, being the super procrastinator I am, let's just say, only 20% of it is complete. On the other hand, some parts of the surgery has been completed, e.g. the affiliates; unfortunately, I made a horrible mistake. I had to replace the links with an old collection of links, kind of like a pig's heart.
My point is, I've accidentally erased my most updated list of links, so please tag me if your link is not there or if you need to be relink.
I've done the best I could. ):

My parents have taken away the LX3. ): No more pretty pictures, for now.
Since the other camera died for unknown reason, I'm thinking of sending it for an autopsy.
What do you guys think?
Oh well, I'm waiting for that compact digital camera that they promised.
I'll still miss you LX3. ): ): ):

I've been feeling hungry pretty often lately. I blame the cold weather. :D

Looks good and fattening doesn't it? (:
Go ahead and tell me how fat I'll get. :P
I'm not getting fatter anyway. SUCKERS. >:]

This is one heck of a drink.
Love it.

Why can't you see me through his eyes?

2010-03-14T20:14:00.004+08:00

According to you,
I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.
Orianthi- According to You

Before I started this post, I was hesitating which picture I should put as the opening picture.
I decided on a picture that doesn't show the top of my head.
It's spring break right now. (:
The very first thing I did was went and got a haircut.
Didn't touch the back at all, since I want to grow it out. (:
My fringe (a.k.a. bangs to Americans) have gotten longer; thus they were getting slightly irritating.
The results of it was tremendous:

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I actually think my expression should be this instead;

or this;

No, shut up! Before you move your mouse over to "TAGBOARD" and tag about my hair, allow me to explain first. Actually, there really is no explanation. WAIT. I'm not done, sheesh.
I know I said that straight bangs (a.k.a. bangs to Singaporeans) doesn't suit me; I claimed that it'll make me look fatter; kind of like this :

Hey! That hairstyle was "in" when I was 10!
Don't be hating!

Before I got the "Japanese doll" haircut, I actually had very little hair on my tiny little head, it was back when "center-partings" were cool (like how my Mom and Dad had it in the picture):

See, I'm quite an adorable child. (:

I'm not sure whether to be happy or upset about my fringe/bangs. ):
I think it makes me look stupid, however, I think it makes me look like some sweet, innocent, Asian girl. (: On the down side, the pictures I took of myself no longer look that.. nice; means that it doesn't make me photogenic. ): Or maybe, it's all in my head.

So which one is better?

This or this?

Now, before you click on "TAGBOARD" and comment about my hair, please lie to me and tell me that it's awesome, so I can feel better. LOL. (:

Back to giving my blog a makeover so that it'll be the next Miss Singapore.