I'm bored

I apologies for not posting that often. The main reason is probably because there isn't any interesting bits in my life right now.

I wouldn't want to showcase my results here because not only will I lose face, I'd probably be mocked at for having bad results. Well, that's the results of a student who only studies the night before the papers. Hahha.. Besides, I despise people who love flaunt their knowledge.


Anyway, I've come to realize that the volleyball team, despite all the current and past conflicts, have grown stronger, not only based on skills, but on teamwork as well. I'm really glad that everyone pulled themselves together and not give up, letting the "It's better for me to quit and leave the team, because I'm not important" mentality take them away and be EMO.

And again, I wouldn't want to emphasize what actually happened during the past few trainings because like I mentioned earlier, I wouldn't want any more misunderstandings. Besides, the past few trainings did make some of us pissed off, but overall, everyone enjoyed and had fun, I guess.

That's all for now, because like I said, I've got nothing to post about.






And to those who need a life and go out, just like me, BEEP ME!!!!

I'm not dead yet

Sometimes voicing out things can worsen a relationship with another person. But bottling up all your emotions affect your health mentally. So I've figured that having a third party to settle issues among two people is the best thing. The third person can judge from a different perspective and help to solve the problem altogether. but I'm glad that nothing turned ugly and no one was harmed. Hahha.

I did not post for the past few days because I was away in Malaysia with my parents. Did not buy much things because the main reason for going there was to see my dad's goat farm. The goats were cute, especially the babies. I even found one white goat which looked like a Japanese rock star. Well, I think it's just my imagination.
Anyway, no photos will be uploaded, mainly because I did not take any. Hahah.

Well, a proper post would be done soon because for now, I'm not prepared to type out any occasion or stories.

Well, toodles for now.

Everyday-ness

Reading through my previous posts never fail to crack me up and make me notice how horrible my life is. Or at least how I feel it is.

And if you didn't notice, I'm blogging for the second time today. Sheer boredom has made me stared at the computer all day and it has never let me down ever since. Internet acts as a whole new life to me. I get engaged in stupid online games or I would just load movies from online sites and watch them. But fear the power of the Internet because behind it, holds doors to the pervert entrances such as rape games and pornography. And there's also the influence of imbeciles who think they're so Funny, and hang around on Friendster all day. Low life.

Well, that is how I spend my time on the Web. I discriminate low life idiots, not forgetting to play online games and load movies to watch.

But other than that, I chill at home, or I could make a mess at home.

I guess my parents are so open-minded or rather, gave up hope on me because of their zero-tolerance on misbehavior. Neither do they like seeing laziness. But one I allow my Dad to watch his cultural shows, or FBI shows, he won't bother about me at all. And to handle my mum, all I got to do is to give her a bunch of thread and let her knit away! Or I could load some puzzle games and she'll be thrilled.

My home's pretty much chaotic. That's why I don't have a boring life at all. Well, Volleyball training is starting tomorrow and I guess all the volleyballers' blogs would be filled with the events and incidents or how much they enjoyed volleyball training. I, however, won't update about volleyball because I can't recall what happened once I step into home. Amusing.

I'm thinking of closing this blog down pretty soon, because I feel that it's actually no use to constantly update your blog and tell people about your life. The people reading your blog are a bunch of KPOs( I admit, i am one too) and you, updating about love,school,life,friends is plainly boring. Unless you have an exciting life like Xiaxue, what's the point of expressing feelings her where the only people reading your blog is KPOs and yourself? Hahaha, random thought though.

Anyway, I just had another conversation with my mum and I think she suffers from some disease which disbales her to complete her sentences.

MUM: Kethlyn, get me that thing.
ME: What "thing"?
MUM Aiyah, that one lah. The thing. Erh, what is it called..
ME: Comb? Fish? Controller? Newspaper? Dog? Food? Clothes? Toys?
Mum: Ah.. the newspaper.

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MUM: Did you watch the news yesterday?
ME: No, why?
MUM: News said that the drainage system in Singapore all leads to the reservoir.
Me: Then?
MUM: Then, if they see the news, they sure come bomb singapore and the drainage
system lah.
ME: They? Who are the they?
MUM: The people whom come attack Singapore one lah. What are they called?
ME: Terrorists?
MUM: Yah, yah. Terrorists..



See, what I mean? hahah.. I think I am getting influenced too. Bother.

Ironic

As you can see, I've changed my blog skin. I really like this one, because it makes it really mystical and unique. But I must say, I am a great fan of Fedora_girl. She creates all these magnificent blog skins that you'll fall in love with it immediately. I had a tough time choosing which skin to use, until i realised that this skin was downloaded in my computer a long time ago. And i still fell in love with it when I looked at it again. Hahah.

My brother thinks it EMO. But i think it's Gothic. See, I love Gothic themes. There are some which are pretty much Emo, but they're still nice. Gothic themes are always able to capture that "Moment". Be it a girl standing by the seaside or a girl sitting at the corridor. They somehow, have this great way of expressing things, although their facial expressions are glum.


Anyway, I've been bloghopping lately and I've come to realize that more and more people have been posting up their baby photos. Pretty neat, I should say. I actually have a photo of my baby self, posing in a bikini. Hahaha, I could remember vividly why I did so, it's because of my scary Aunt. I'm sure everyone has a scary aunt or two. Hahaha, well, she made me pose, if not, I couldn't go home. Obviously I cried, and had to pose for her. It pisses me off, but I've come to realise how easily I used to cry and was forced to do things for people. I also found out that my hair was at my butt length. Yes, it was pretty long and I still haven't found the reason why I decided to chop off my hair.


Anyway, I know that exams are over for most of us, and it's probably time to celebrate. But while some are celebrating, many are wrecking their brains to calculate how much they scored for their exams, or are preparing speeches to explain to their parents about how badly they performed their exams. Ironic as it is, I'm just slacking around at home. I have this feeling that if i go out to celebrate, my results would turn bad. And, it was no use to create a speech because if I did badly, my parents would just say "try harder next time loh".

I love my parents for how they respond to my siblings and I. It's pretty unique and sometimes I find it hilarious because instead of lecturing us or scolding us, they encourage us to try harder next time.

Here's a few conversations that I had with my mum, and you'll be the judge.

Mum: How were the exams?
ME: Hahaha, I'll be thrilled if I can pass. I don't think I did well, for any of the
papers, especially Chinese.
Mum: How come? I thought you were great in your sciences, now tak boleh pass already?
ME: Don't know leh. But IF i fail, I already told you the reason, paper hard.
Mum: Put water to make it soft loh.
ME: *stares blankly for awhile*. Wah lau, you supposed to scold me or something, and
yet you still can crack jokes ah?
Mum: Okay loh. *Takes a deep breath*, try harder loh. Scold you also no use. Stupid
Parents then scold. What's the point of pressurizing the child?After go siao ah!
ME: *walks away*
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Me: Mum, teacher say I passed my Chinese leh!
MUM: Wah, good lah. Wait I tomorrow buy ice cream for you.
ME: Hahaha, pass means must buy ice cream meh? Then if i pass all, you one day buy
one ice cream for me lah.
MUM: Your head lah. It should be you who should buy for me loh.
Me: Aiyah, you sayang me mah.
Mum: Yah. but you don't sayang me loh. I angry then you know.
Me: Okay lah, I buy, you pay okay?
Mum: I might as well stay at home drink yakult loh.
Me: Dont want dont want lah. Action!
Mum: I tell your teacher to fail you for chinese ah. You then action hor.
Me: * I then walk up to her, and gave her that action look, then i sat on her lap.*
Mum: Now lose already, then want me to sayang you lah.
Me: Yah lah. you win, happy?
Mum: of course lah. * big grin*.

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ME: Mum, I want to get a tattoo can?
Mum: Okay loh.
ME: Huh? Really ah?
MUM: Yah lah. What's the point if i say no? The more parents disapprove, the more
the child will go against them loh. At least I know that you want to do.
Me: Then I do already, then how to tell Pa?
Mum: Just say loh, kor kor all do, why you cannot do? Then walk away loh.
Me: you also do lah.
Mum: Do where? Backside ah?
Me: *walks away*

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As you can see, my parents, or rather, my mum is really open minded. And i dont know why.

A walk to remember

I know i am supposed to be mugging for Amaths paper2, but i gave up even before flipping through the amaths book. In fact, i have not even touched the book at all. The reason why i gave up is because of the discouragement of my teacher. He thinks that my class is like a total loser class. He always compares us to 3E1 and often praise them, saying that they treasure him more than us, and that he feels really exhausted teaching us. Yeah, whatever. He even threatened to retain some of us, and wants most of us to drop amaths. Pfft.

Enough about maths.


Well, today, i watched this marvellous movie called "A walk to Remember". It's a love story between a "cool" hunk in school and a geeky girl who believes in fate, hope and whose father is a reverend.

The guy got involved in a drama with the girl, and found out that she loves meteors and stars. She even goes to cemeteries to view the stars because that's where the best view is. She builds her own telescopes to view the stars.

After getting to know the girl better, he fell in love with her. She wasn't allowed to date, because of her strict Dad. But the guy actually went to appeal to the girl's dad.

They fell in love, but one day, the girl reveals that she is dying. The guy tries all his best to save her. But to no avail. Because she has leukemia. The guy then marries her and promises to love her forever. A few years later, she dies. But the guy still loves her.


She believes that miracles do happen if you believed in it. Her ambition, was to see a miracle. And she did. It was the guy, who brought her through life, loving and cherishing every moment with her.

She said that the greatest thing is the wind. You can never really see it, but yo can always feel it. And it resembles love, hope, faith and a magnificent feeling of warmth.

And the guy loved her still, even though she died, he felt her love, just like the wind.


Oh my, it's really a touching movie and I think that you guys should go and catch it.

This movie showed that real love can do wonders , only if you believe in it. And that
anything IS possible to overcome. The guy loved the girl because she changed his life, and the girl was just one sweet innocent girl. It makes my heart melt.

Anyway, before I end, I'd like to share a video in the show. It's a sweet and nice song. And I went to download it immediately when I heard it. And I've been playing it ever since.


ONLY HOPE

Music Talent

I have been blog hopping and realised that every ones' talking about exams. From how it started off,to how it ended, or countdowns or something like that. Well, to make it different, i won't talk about exams here. Although A maths is the last paper on Monday, like whatever yeah?

What I am excited about is actually after the exams. No, I'm not going overseas or go on a shopping spree. I'm actually going to enrolled in a music class!
My mom has surprisingly approved of me taking up a music instrument again. Yes, again.

See, when i was young and was in primary school, i used to play the er hu.



And yes, i was in Chinese orchestra. I never sat in the front row before because in the string section, only the captains got the first row. I got the second row. Hoho. What i loved about the er hu was that it could play all kinds of songs. I loved the oldies Chinese songs where the rhythm were fast-paced and soothing to the ears. The er hu could also play English songs, especially Christmas songs.

I never really got to complete learning the er hu because i was plain lazy, not wanting to go for the lessons and all, but i still did manage to catch up with what the rest were learning.

But somehow after primary 4, i totally backed out of it. Because i was enrolled at causeway point's music school, learning the organ.




I was enrolled in both the Chinese orchestra and organ class at the same age. But my heart took me away from Chinese orchestra and closer to organ. I managed to jump a grade or two when i was taking the grading exams. But I had to quit at 10 years old, because my parents couldn't afford the constant upgrading of the organ. I was sad and pissed off. But i realised that family comes first and self-recreation. And so i quit.

The urge to grab an instrument and start learning about it, came so often to my mind. And at the ripe age of 10, i was exposed to heavy metal music, where i grew fondly in love with the drums.



Drums are great instruments and are also important in a band because they provide the main rhythm and beat. Without the rhythm, no song can be sung, and no tune can be created, unless you're doing acapella.
And the thought of playing the drums by a female was hot. Hahaha, it was cool.

But my parents strongly disapproved and said that i could only take up drums when we shifted to a bungalow in a few years time. And so, i wait patiently.

BUT, aside from the drums, i always fell in love with the electric guitar.





They were cool but yet again, my parents disapproved of it and thus only allowed me to enrol myself for normal guitar lessons.



I am a little disappointed but at least i get to play a music instrument, like finally.

I'm sue this post is getting rather boring. And so, I'll end off with an interesting video.


HOW TO ESCAPE FART. Enjoy!

The ride home

Lunch to day with Jeanice was, yet again, a another meal filled with laughter. I smile whenever she looks at me and she laughs whenever she sees me smile. And we end off laughing at everything we see. But we did manage to consume our meals though.
After lunch, had no where to go, so we headed to North point. Needless to say, it was pathetic. We did manage o walk around but it was sheer boredom. Sat at the bus stop to chat for a little while, before heading home. Now the interesting part was the journey home. Not only was i in an old bus, i was in an old and crowded bus.
I stood in the bus, leaning against the window, when out of the blue, two ladies with a pram boarded the bus. They were oblivious that i was leaning against the window. One of the lady pushed the pram in front of me and stood right beside it. The other lady, however, stood behind the pram, which means that she was standing right in front of me.To you normal people, you must be thinking" so? Can't people stand in front of you?". Well, let me explain. It is fine with me if someone stood in front of me. But this lady however, kept leaning back, making me squirm and petrified of touching her behind and have her assume that i wanted to molest her. I did try to excuse myself by trying to find another spot to stand. I even asked her to give me some space. But having that it was crowded, there were no where else to stand and i had to endure this challenge both physically and mentally. Every time the bus brakes at the junctions, she moves a step back, making it tough for me. Now this people, is what i called lack of social awareness. Imbecile.

To make it even worse, there was an uncle who had some food stuck in between his teeth and had this sudden urge to start making that irritating sucking sound loudly,to try to "pull out" the food substance from his teeth using the suction method. He was making it so loudly and irritatingly that i felt like buying a box of tooth picks and throwing them at him.

The feeling of having to endure all this was unbearable. Luckily i dropped off a few stops after.