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Sunday, February 26, 2006

Okay so today my fever didn't go away. instead it went up by a couple more degrees. 40 degrees celcius. my mother in-sis-ted that there was something very wrong with me and i had to go to the hospital. so she drove me to tan tock seng hospital. over there the lady doctor there told me she had to take a sample of my blood, and also hook me up to a drip.

this pissed me off a lot.okay,first somebody forces me to get my ass to the hospital when all i want is to stay on my bed and sleep the day away. and now they want to poke some needles into me.and also attach me to a drip. yeah, i get to go around with a bag of glucose following me wheeee!

so i just looked at the doctor and my mother when they asked me if i was fine with it the way i usually look at someone retarded. that didnt put them off the idea though. the doctor took a latex glove and twisted it the way you would twist those long long type of balloons. only she didnt twist it into the shape of a dog.she twisted it around my right arm. i kind of freaked out, because i thought she was just gonna swab me with alcohol.i think it was to cut off blood flow.

well so she stabbed my right hand with the needle.it hurt i tell you. then she inserted another needle there,to hook me up to the drip. that was digusting. i looked at my hand and i saw a needle poking out of the skin and the skin kind of making way for it.

well after that i did an x-ray of my lungs. in the x-ray room, while waiting for the man to come back with the xray prints, i realized someone was playing avril lavigne's Sk8er Boi multiple times...in the x-ray room. it was damn funny la. what's wrong with these people?

anyway i waited one hour until they discharged me. apparently i had a virus attack or something.i couldn't wait for them to take out the needle and unhook me from the stupid drip. unfortunately, the taking out HURT TOO. i lost quite a bit of blood. and some of it got onto the stretcher they had made me lie on while waiting.

and they've given me the awful liquid antibiotics.yes. the ones with the awful tiny eraser shaving type of things suspended in them.

and i also have a 5 day MC!!! wheee. however i only intend to skip 3 days of school.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 6:59 PM

Saturday, February 25, 2006

I am still sick. woke up at 4.30 this morning. why do i keep waking up at,like,the same time? and like yesterday i went off to the living room and almost fell asleep before i regained my common sense and realized that i didnt need to rough it out on the sofa. i just needed to get the air-con remote control and switch off the stupid cold aircon.

so i woke up at 8am to a throbbing head and a fever. in fact, my head was throbbing so much, the bed was throbbing too. hahahah! well, not exactly just my head. my whole body was shaking like i had Parkinson's. my mother was kind of weirded out by it. she made me eat something and then pop the pills in. i suppose i'm lucky the doctor gave me the pill version of antibiotics, not the awful pink or white liquid with...solidy stuff...eew.

and though i be extremely ill and my voice is reduced to a manly croak, my mother still has the cheek to let her cousins come all the way from KL just to visit my grandmother.

let me tell you how infuriating i find the old lady. she goes all out to get attention. my maid says my grandmother is able to walk just fine but whenever she's in view of my aunt or mother, she pretends to limp. and yesterday, when i emerged from my room for some milo, my grandmother was kind of shocked because she thought i was at school. she kept complaining to anyone who'd listen. i mean, what's the big deal? why make the fucking big fuss of it?

this makes me certain that i happened to catch her red-handed without even knowing it myself. the old biddy's fine. and she's just trying to act sick and all so that my mother will let her stay with us longer. i am SO TEMPTED to go over and breathe my potential deadly germs into her face. that'll make her sorry.

well anyway there i was trying to catch some forty winks, and my grandmother was having a conversation with my mother's cousins at the top of her lungs ie very loudly. i mean, what does she want, to have the entire block hear her? if i wasn't feeling all shaky i would've pulled a Bree Van de Camp and slap her smartly on the cheek to shut her up. so i just bounced off the bed (rage gives me some energy) and slammed my bedroom door. i like startling her. i kind of wish she would just get another heart attack and leave us in peace. okay...that was cruel. but we all have our selfish moments.

EEW. she just burped. i mean, eeyuck. she burps like ten times a day. that's disgusting.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 5:16 PM

Friday, February 24, 2006

I am sick,very. woke up this morning at 4.35am. whole body seemed to be throbbing with aches. couldn't really think properly, but had to get out of the air-conditioned room before i froze to death or something. so i went to sleep in the living room on the sofa. woke up to the startled exclamation of my mother.

anyway near 11am she brought me to the doctor and the doctor took my temperature. wheee 38.6 degrees. i was sorta surprised. she also took my weight and height, i don't know why. well anyway, it seems that not eating anything since 8pm last night til then had made my weight drop by 1.5kg. just think: i didnt have breakfast, and i lost weight. i should probably do that more often,eh?

i should probably be glad i didnt go school today,'cos i didnt study for my tingxie and i didnt finish the math excercise on logarithms due today.

oh, and the doctor told me to skip PE for two weeks. isn't that great? i don't like basketball anyway.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 2:49 PM

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

i am currently suffering from PMS so if you cross me i might just lose it. and right now i am very cross indeed, so DON'T SPEAK TO ME IF YOU ONLY HAVE RUBBISH TO SAY la.

Fall back
Take a look at me
And you'll see I'm for real
I feel what only I can feel
And if that don't appeal to you
Let me know
And I'll go 'cos I flow
Better when my colors show
And that's the way it has to be
Honestly 'cos creativity could never bloom
In my room
I'd throw it all away before I lie
So don't call me with a compromise
Hang up the phone
I've got a backbone stronger than yours

If you're trying to turn me into someone else
Its easy to see I'm not down with that
I'm not nobody's fool
If you're trying to turn me into something else
I've seen enough and I'm over that
I'm not nobody's fool
If you wanna bring me down
Go ahead and try, go ahead and try

You don't know
You think you know me like yourself
But I fear that you're only telling me what I wanna hear
But do you give a damn
Understand that I can't not be what I am
I'm not the milk and cheerios in your spoon I
ts not a simple hearing but not so soon
I might've fallen for that when I was fourteen and a little mortbrain
But its amazing what a year can do

Go ahead and try
Try and look me in the eye
But you'll never see inside
Until you realize
Things are trying to settle down
Just try to figure out
Exactly what I'm about
If its with or without you
I don't need your doubt in me

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 8:00 PM

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

argh the stupid hair gel.i KNEW i shouldnt have tried sweeping back my fringe. thanks to the stupid hairgel turning into little white whatsits, everyone probably thinks i have dandruff or something. well that isn't the case. i never had dandruff in my entire life, and i damn well won't ever. and i definitely need my fringe for moral support ahhas.

today during literature we could watch the movie version of Much Ado About Nothing. it was ridiculous in a way, but generally OK. it had Keanu Reeves, Emma Thompson, Denzel Washington and Kate Beckinsale, all looking VERY young.

Keanu hadn't improved his eyebrows at that time, and he looks so much better at the age of 40. Emma Thompson...well, she wouldn't be my first choice as Beatrice. she really is a good actress, but she's not mon ideal belle. and well she looked older than how Beatrice should be. and Kate Beckinsale looked so young and kind of like Emma Watson at that age. She looks so much cooler and kick-assy in Underwold. black is definitely her color.

i am now going to bathe and try to remove whatever is left of the stupid hairgel thingo whatsits.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 4:49 PM

Monday, February 20, 2006

HOW DARE HE???? HE MIGHT HAVE FATHERED ME, BUT THAT DOESN'T GIVE HIM THE RIGHT TO SAY THINGS LIKE THAT! OR MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M DOOMED FOR POLYTECHNIC OR SOMETHING!!!!!!!

i mean, i've done him the courtesy of not blocking on on msn messenger and this is how he abuses it. oh, here he goes again, with another sentence of nonsense.

the first one reads," I & mummy never expect you to score very high mark, but at least you are doing ok, and can finish your o level, after that you can choose something you like to study further."

and the second one goes, "
you are still too young & a bit early for other issues, just concentrate on your study. If any problem, please let Papa knows. As you know, Papa always love you & your sisters. Understand?"

OHMYGOD. FUCK YOU.

you tell me who's the adult around here now. ME. he can't even spell properly, much less know how to behave in a crowded restuarant. i hate my family, full of freaks as it is.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 9:12 PM

Totally crazy day today, all right. First off had Geography test today. it was damned hard and irritating and i wanted nothing better to do than chuck those pieces of paper at hohohochoochoochoo. once she walked around and then stood behind me,trying to see what rubbish i had written down. did i mention how much i hate people who are 90% strangers coming too close,and then breathing down my neck???

then during assembly they kept talking about the stupid sex thing la. whatever. not interested. it's like every year got a group of people come to school and tell us not to have premarital sex 'cos we're at risk of aids and herpes and whatevers? ok,i'm not a moron. I GET IT. HAVING PREMARITAL SEX IS A SIN. jeez. anyway the boys were kind of 'whoowhoowhoo'. cos thats what boys do. boys have been scientifically proven to be about 4 years less mature(mentally) than girls.

boys are stupid. throw rocks at them.

girls are smart. they throw rocks at boys,see.

and after school we had to stay back do the stupid noticeboard la. we spent like so much effort on it lor. and i didnt slack - surprise surprise,darlings. and i also lent my zen micro and they connected it to the class speakers. everyone made me play stupid songs, so they could dance and sing along to them. i'm just thankful they didn't ask me to play You're Beautiful by James Blunt.

but i did have to play two almost-cheesy songs, My Humps and Hung Up. it was rib-cracking, watching some of the guys. and it was like the whole class knew the lyrics to My Humps. i bet Mrs P didn't really enjoy listening to us rap and go,"My humps,my humps,my humps,my humps, my lovely little lumps, check it out - yeah!' accompanied by cheesy dance moves. but she was really good about it.

I don't quite miss 2MD05 at all.

Get a load of you, get a load of me
Walking down the street and i hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you and we're out at night
Got a girlfriend you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too
This is just the beginning
we're already wet and we're gonna go swimming

Why can't i breathe whenever i think about you?
Why can't i speak whenever i talk about you?
it's inevitable, it's a fact we're gonna get down to it
so tell me why can't i breathe whenever i think about you.

isn't this the best part of breaking up
finding someone else you can't get enough of
someone who wants to be with you too?
it's an itch we know we're gonna scratch
gonna take awhile for this egg to hatch
but wouldn't it be beautiful?

i'd love for you to make me wonder
where it's goin'
i'd love for you to pull me under
something's growin'
for this that we can control
baby i'm dyin'

so tell me
why can't i breathe whenever i think about you?
why can't i speak whenever i talk about you?

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 8:44 PM

Sunday, February 19, 2006

In my heart i see, what you're doing to me, sweet misery.

my life is getting really shittay and i'm getting very restless again. but there's nothing i can do about it, surrounded by morons as it is.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 4:15 PM

Friday, February 17, 2006

isn't it sad.we only have cca once a week and therefore i had to walk home alone again today cos everybody else had cca. well luckily they caught the flasher or i certainly would've been flashed at today. cos i always walk by the canal and today there was like nobody else walking there. ooh creepy, baby.

anyway got back A Math test today... and i scored *drum roll* 2 upon 20! a mighty feat, eh? and for once i wasnt the lowest. heeheehee. but then again i should actually try passing math for once. well, maybe i might next time. because i'm finally getting the hang of what Ms Chan is saying! i think i'll do okay at the log thing. and unfortunately, it isn't true that sitting at the front will help you out study-wise.

because today i kind of fell into a stupor during E Math and after i got out of the stupor,i made a list with naomi(The Best-Fitting Couples of CCHMS. we judged by physical attributes). so you can say i didnt really know what Ms Sharmila was rambling on about. all i know is that she drew a frown and a smile on the board and threw us a formula concerning x, a, b and c.

well, anyway i'm having math tuition later on, at 4.30pm. my tutor is another of my mother's ex-students. honestly. my tutor teaches at St Andrews and she's supposedly a no-nonsense type. whatever.

oh and i hate my grandmother. old people are just so weird and unhygienic and sick and think the whole world revolves around them.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 2:49 PM

Thursday, February 16, 2006

ahhhh school is so sucky now. i am so bloody bored during lessons now, since i have to sit with carl and i refuse to say more than five words to him a day. hey mrs p, you think sitting me by carl will help me out socially???

YEAH RIGHT.YOU WISH.

i barely have nothing to laugh about in class anymore. especially since i sit near the front and now i have less chance of spotting anyone/thing funny. oh just fuck and run, why don't i?

i mean, i once met this kid in brisbane and he was like homeschooled.why can't I be homeschooled?why can't singaporeans be homeschooled? because the government's afraid it'll have a nation of morons if that happens?

i may not have passed math for 2 years, but that doesn't make me a moron.

simyee says carl likes to talk about porn and condoms.i need to buy earplugs.

and now i kinda hate 3MD already la. well, the males of 3MD.the girls are kind of nice and okay. i mean why can't you lot just shut up for once and let the poodle continue with her lesson? you might actually learn something for once. guess i'm feeling sorry for the poodle afterall. today during chinese remedial there were only five of us there, and she was so nice and normal and jokey?she was willing to fork out $1.50 to 3MD for a can of their leftover valentine's day drinks, when she could have just bought one at the drinks stall for less than one buck.

anyway today's spotcheck was like...nothing.ms l just checked our fingernails. she payed too much attention to our fingernails to notice that a)naomi was using a light blue hairtie b)my hair was purplish-red c)naomi's hair was brown-red.well great.

english lit tmr, by dear adriyanti. well she's ok, less stern than mr dava. i just wish the people picking the books for lit had chosen something other than R.K Narayan's The English Teacher,you know? it's just sooooooooo daaaaamn boooorrrrrrinnnng.

i mean, my sister had nice lit books like Animal Farm, Charlotte's Web, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, To Kill A Mockingbird and Roll of Thunder Hear My Cry. and what do WE get? oh yeah. The Clay Marble. The simple and ridiculous version of Romeo + Juliet and Macbeth. Much Ado About Nothing. And oh yeah, The English Teacher. ya know, i think i'd much rather read Slyvia Plath's poems than read The English Teacher.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 8:43 PM

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

My life is poo my life is shit my life is merde i saw a devil of that i'm sure she smiled at me as i walked on by you're ugly you're ugly you're ugly it's true.

okay that was just a stupid spoof of James Blunt's You're Beautiful. but it applies well to my life, ya know?

okay today was kind of poo. cos Mrs P said we all had to change seats leh. we have to sit boy with girl or two girls with one guy. so shittae leh. i had to sit with Carl. tmd la. he insult me leh. and thanks to those who insulted him back on my behalf (: He sucks and i certainly will not be sharing any Rollercoasters or Mint Pluses with him, the fucking moronic asshole la. anyway i also have to move up two seats front leh. GO AND DIE!!!!! i miss the backseat already. IT'S NOT FAIR.

and now probably will have less chance of making up stupid lists of stupid things with naomi. hmph. whatever la. i shall have fun torturing Carl. especially teasing him about a girl whose name starts with C too. thanks josephine for that info.

anyway drama was kind of funny today. went to the Aha Room early with Denise.Tony and Samanatha joined us then. Then i started wailing about how i dunno how to do physics.then tony tan aka fishball taught me la.but he dunno how to teach la he.

Instructor J came in with a tight pink shirt and tight jeans.we sec 3 girls nearly died laughing la. we could see her bra and naval through the shirt. she had pointy bra cups!!! she didnt seem embarassed at all or noticed penelope, zenda and i going 'eew gross gross gross'. oh and her rolls of fats were like bursting out already la. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeyuck.

and we sec 3 girls, it turns out, aren't the only ones who hate her. shannon says he hates her too. good to know.but i don't think it was a good idea for zenda to mention to him about instructor j's pointy cups.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 6:55 PM

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

OH GOD she didn't say it.she did not just say that i was going to have to give up my room to my aunt from Saturday onwards. for five days.

but i know she just did,sadly. because my sister has this really disgusting smirk on her face. well whatever.

THIS IS BLOODY MERDE. HAVE THEY NO RESPECT FOR MY PRIVACY??? WHEN I WANT TO WALLOW IN MY OWN MISERY AT NIGHT I SHALL HAVE TO DO IT IN MY MOTHER'S ROOM.

yeaaah that's right. i have to share a room with my MOTHER. i'd rather stick my head in a barrel full of eels.

well, i could just bunk it out in the living room i suppose. but without air-conditioner of course. oh yeah and i have to put up with my dog sighing and crying in his sleep, and the sounds of the traffic. raaah.

i hate my relatives. i haven't met those in holland or america or england but i hate them already. and i don't really like my grandmother, even though if she didn't move her children and herself here, i would be like farming stuff in some rural village in China. well that's one thing to be grateful to. but i am totally not grateful to her for having a heart attack at 5am in the morning. and then after she gets discharged from the hospital, she stays with US.all because we have a maid and we have four bedrooms and we live near her house. and now my aunt is flying back from Hong Kong to stay with us for TEN DAYS.

i mean, why can't we just stick her into a hotel??? and why can't my grandma flush the toilet after use??? or bring her own toothbrush??? and doesn't she know that we have to use detergent to wash our utensils?

the whole situation is almost as bad as the he-thinks-we-like-him situation. at least none of my relatives are neckless or have moustaches.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 9:01 PM

okay so i just shifted my blog. but whatever. and no, naomi, i am not lovestruck like THAT TOOT.

and today is valentine's day. well who cares. i'm single and swingin'. Cheryl calls this 'singles-awareness day'. i approve.

and also apparently, i think somebody thinks that naomi and i like him. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYUCK. just because we start laughing uncontrollably everytime we pass him by doesn't mean it's because we're embarassed or anything. it simply means that he's disgusting, fat, neckless and just plain weird.

and apparently he's stupid too. 'cos he thinks we like him and he keeps turning around and look at us. and all it does is to make us laugh even harder, 'cos whenever he turns around, it's accompanied by some weird gesture. i mean, why does he even exist???? the only use i can think for him is to provide fail-proof entertainment.

and today we had e math test. nearly died doing it. i mean, seriously, do we really need to use surds and indices in our life after school? uh,hello, i'm not planning on becoming a mathematican. like i could, in the first place. i bet i will get only like four marks out of 20.

now that's what i call an accomplishment. i scored nice big zeros for both my previous A and E Math tests. you can't go lower than that. oh and i also failed my Chinese test. second lowest in class. if my mother knew she would so totally die of shame, 'cos she used to be a HOD of chinese. but then again, there's so many things she doesn't know about me, like how i always skip tuition class.

hey at least i passed Chemistry. by 1.5 marks. anyway i LIKE the subject which is why i bothered to sit my ass down and really study.

Physics,oh god. the boringest subject, even more so than SS. i have no idea what The Wood rambles on about in class, but I have an idea that he wasn't a teacher for 30 years at his previous school, but more of a security guard or ice-cream vendor or canteen food seller. or maybe his previous subject wasn't physics, but the art of 'How to Make Every Single One of Your Students Fall Asleep or start playing Hangman during class.'

and i think i'm having a fever again. i'm getting cold shivers even though the temperature is like, what, 35 point something? HELLO, mamma, i'm really sick and all you can do is wonder how many students from CCHMS went into your school? or worry that i don't know my new tutor's phone number? look at my goosebumps. or goosepimples. or whatever they are.

[and that's when i knew you knew.]
at 5:25 PM