we got crazy yesterday and decided to watch 2 movies in a row, ratatouille and hairspray! :D

actually i think hairspray might be better. nevertheless remy was really cute :D and emile was retardedly cute haha. but the ending could have been more touching! hairspray was cool. the music's good and zac efron's cute! :D:D:D his wink is super cute and his blue eyes are so pretty! *squeals rice and i* ohmy -.-

so guilty lah :( (but its worth it!)

i watched bourne today too! not as good as i thought it wld be tho. maybe cos i was v tired also. bleh i think its cos going ard giving teachers day presents is tiring! :(

oh eileen tan is really cute la. haha. she smiled until we cldnt see her eyes when we gave her the "i am george b*sh hit me" cushion :D



ms tee was on mc :( but here's what we got her:


and here are the other cushions: i think its quite cute laa. :)


and when we were walking towards mrs tan's table she was reading a card from one of her classes and smiling to herself. it just struck me that some teachers really like teaching so much that they stay on to teach after so many years, or maybe all their lives, even though many of them don't really need this job i think. and some of them go out of the way to help their students do well, even though some of their students (like me and my econs) are really cmi. they sacrifice their private time to give us extra lessons and consultations, risking youth and wrinkles along the way. they have to act abit dumb for us sometimes too to keep us awake :D and it really is noble, cos i dont see myself as a teacher ten yrs down the road..

moe doesnt really have to keep getting grads to become teachers actually. i think if they had good teachers, they would be inspired to teach too :)

so, kudos to all the teachers! :D

okay random this is my new favourite pose



came across this phrase while doing my gp reading (tons!) today. and i really liked it. :)

everyone is a person of great potential, in our own ways :)

gp here i come tmr!! and i hope to cross the very high energy barrier of 30 marks upon 50 -.-

ratatouille here i come too! :D


happy last day of school! though it certainly didnt feel like a last day of school (esp when we're all still going back to sch nxt wk) saw alot of j2s all camwhoring today (including myself and pretending my camera is a phone). its reli fast how almost 2 yrs of life in jc is over alr.

anw to add on to this qt special day, i learnt sth too, albeit through a not exactly happy incident. in fact it was qt a stupid incident. i feel so lousy and stupid and insensitive. arghs. but well i learnt that speaking up is so so so important. so is being sensitive to others' feelings. so.. no such stupid mistake again!!! if nt i can just condemn myself..

im tired.. and im contemplating whether to go to sch to mug tmr. shall c my moood!

fireworks are pretty! :D and when its just in the skies in front of you, everything seems so surreal. and its so breathtaking. gosh. all the colours, glitter, the different ways the fireworks fanned out.. ohmannn. :)

same place again next year. see you there! :)

i learnt sth new and really valuable in life today.

that is, i shld learn to be more expressive. cos if im not, these things will happen:
1. i'll have no friends
2. even if i have friends, i'll bore them out
3. one day i'll explode if i keep all my emotions to myself
4. i might fall into depression!!!
5. i wont really survive very well in the corporate world oops. (tho i dont really want to go into the corporate world..)

life is interesting. i mean, before today i thought i was doing fine with people ard me. well actually im not that fine but i dont suck either i think. :/ then i found out that its nt always good to not express your discomfort or unhappiness even though u do that so you dont affect the people around you. this is because people end up perplexed at you because you seem so complicated. then people dont really dare to approach you. and if you don't say, others won't know so it'll just go on and on and annoy you even more.

i understand myself and i know myself. but that's not enough because sometimes, people want to know the you within you, not just the one on the surface, the plain old you. i guess every one has an alter ego in a sense. (how abt mine! - i want to know mine) but sometimes the words just dont come out of my mouth.. they cant.. unlike when i write (in my trusty diary) everything seems to flow. hm. sucks.

bleh it's so difficult to know that you are being yourself but it's not enough because you need to be a little more than that. (cos sadly the myself in me is quite anti-social haha - which is why i kinda dread uni life cos it's gna be making new frens again. rahhhh) well actually i can be self-absorbed and actually be anti=social. but i dont want to haha. this is so.. ironic.

argh whatever la. i just made a new goal in life, which is to be a more expressive person. to know how to translate my very expressive things i write into things i say.

i'll try! :)

spongebob is charismatic :D


HAHAH have a good laugh esp at patrick! :)

and my msg tone is now officially spiderpig from simpsons.
spiderpig, spiderpig
does whatever a spiderpig does
can he swing
from a web
no he can't
he's a pig
look out..
he's a spiderpig

hehh. :D

happy national day!

i think for the first time in ages im gna watch the ndp on tv :)

anw, ive been spending the past hr burning vcds and watching simpsons on youtube. (waste time!) but yea im gna be done with my cds soon so im gna be off to do some work.

sis is leaving for uk tmr! :( she'll be back in december :( blehh. but at least i get to visit her in uk after a's :D

eh. actually i have nothing else to blog alr. life hasnt been all that exciting!

vincent (starry, starry night)
by josh groban

starry, starry night
paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and daffodils
catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colours on the snowy linen land

now i understand
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free
they would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now

starry, starry night
flaming flowers that brightly blaze
swirling clouds and violet haze
reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
colours changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand

now I understand
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free
they would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now

for they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left inside
on that starry, starry night
you took your life as lovers often do
but I could have told you Vincent
this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

like the strangers that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloody rose
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free
they would not listen
they're not listening still
perhaps they never will...