Memorified Moments

Friday, October 28, 2005

Haha, my idols of the week are Lee Ning and Samantha.

Okay, maybe just Lee Ning cause I don't know samantha and she isn't a musician. So Leening.

Haha, she was practicing her violin in class, when the poor dear was caught by me, so naturally I bugged her until she had to leave for prefect duties. OMG. I think she's perfect pitch. I mean, I asked her to play a song and she just played! And it wasn't even, like, Juni Barkarole or something where there is a score and it's quite sure she's played. I was, like, popping random musical songs and making her play, and she just played them! *worships*

Oh, and she was at the back of the class, facing the wall, and she hunches over her violin, and so from back view, she looks like those dark musicians who live in gloomy castles visited frequently by thunder and lightning and always wears black! OMG. Dark musicians rock my socks. <3<3<3

Haha. I am now officially part of the Lee Ning Dark Musician Fanclub.

Oh, and sam. We had that jazz-hiphopp class today, and the instructor was dragging some people on stage to dance (the better ones, duh) and sam was one of them, and woah, baby, could she dance! Okay, first the stretches. We had to sit on the floor, legs straight in front of us, and lift a leg up. Hers went straight vertical! I was, like, jaw drop. And the split, she just spread her legs, and they were in a line. *i want!*

Okay, then the steps. Whilst NORMAL people like the rest of the world was fumbling with the steps, she just did them effortlessly. She's a damned good dancer, man. Rhythm and grace and energy. <3 Oh, and amongst all the dancers on stage, she won. No surprise here. I mean, she's just got this stage presence without even trying. (And it was quite obvious she wasn't trying.) She just has this dancer's aura with her.

Hurhur. And oh yes, sharm introduced me to the Sims today. OMG. I want! So fun! Played the whole afternoon today. <3

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Thursday, October 20, 2005

Because I've just had physics tuition and realized I dunno how to do so many questions and I forgot everything I learnt, I shall console myself and talk about Les Miz and the 17 valjeans from around the world.

UK - he has a really pretty and clear voice. And he's bald, so he doesn't really fit into the image of a valjean. But it's just so soft and calming and pretty.

France - He has the frenchy voice, what can I say? All the 'r's and everything. And he looks the part too, but he's too young. Valjean, I estimate should be around 50. He's around 40.

Germany - gruff - or perhaps a better word is gravelly - but clear voice. And I can't understand the lyrics. >< (Well, TECHNICALLY I know the french lyrics seeing that I can spell them and know their meanings, but those two lines are the only thing I know.)

Japanese - yeah, I'm shocked that they had it in jap too. Another pretty voice, what can I say? pretty voices rule. x) Quite light, very expressive face - damned amusing expressions, I tell you. And someone should work on the lyrics for one hiragana or one katakana per note. And he looks too japanese to be Valjean.

Hungary - low and gravelly. Rumbly voice. x) With SPIKED HAIR!!! OMG.

Sweden - voice is a little whiny. First time I heard a whiny low voice. but quite clear lah. Has marius/hobbit hairstyle.

Poland - ah, another colm wilkinson voice. Rich and low and warm. <3 And he looks valjean-ish. Not really a good thing, but at least he fits in his role.

Nederlands - low and thrills his 'r's. His voice is so smooth (despite the thrills) and satiny!

Canada - the highest valjean I've ever heard. Loud and clear and sounds like he's going above the comfortable range. Expressive.

Austria - RUMBLY!!! Haha, he goes really low, and then his voice is so clear and pretty and you can tell he's got a good speaking voice.

AUSTRALIA - he's got a GORGEOUS tenor voice, man. It's so lyrical and musical and floaty and pretty and clear. He sounds like a well-played piano. <3

Norway - strong voice. low tenor and clear.

Czech republic - same as norway. It just sounded a few semitones lower.

Denmark - warm tones. Rich voice. x)

Ireland - ENGLISH!!! Ahem. He's got a clear and light voice. As in, SUPER CLEAR. He sounds like an enjolras.

Iceland - rich and low and smooth. SMOOTH, i say.

America - the last one. His voice sounds kinda forced, which is understandable, since his quadruple chin is so bad he has no chin at all. Just a HUGE tyre of fats linking his mouth to the end of his neck that bulges out on all sides. He looks like he has to force his mouth open. Er...

Colm wilkinson - ahwells. His voice is not really pretty or anything, but you can TELL it's a good voice and that RANGE!

JAVY!!! - Okay, he's not a valjean, but his voice is like, sex on a voicebox, man. I mean, who cares about the less than satisfactory face if he has a voice like that? Oh man, god must have oh-so compensated for the face and in excess.

Haha, here ends my les mis fangirlism. I shall go and watch the bronze teeth now. (And someone slap me if I start going on about ji xiao lan)

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Wednesday, October 19, 2005

FREAK. Guess what happened? Me and toad were walking home from the bus stop (last stop before interchange), then there was this family of three (one teenage girl, one mom, one dad, you know, the typical girl wear OP type of family), there this old man (I only remember he was quite dark, very old, about fourty-five to fifty) who went up and he FREAKING GROPED her crotch right in front of EVERY SINGLE FREAKING PERSON. The girl screamed like SHIT, and he ran away.

I mean, what the hell lah! What is his bloody problem, that sick pervert! What do you gain from groping girls! Me and toad were so freaked lah, it could have been us lorh. Oh my god.

People like that should just be castrated in the most painful way and left to die. After being fed his family jewels. Assholes.

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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

I'm going to die for EOYs I'm going to die for EOYs I'm going to die for EOYs.

Btw, anyone want to find me after the papers, I'll be hiding in the toilet bemoaning my papers.

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Saturday, October 08, 2005

Firstly, the cheery parts. I called christabel today, and she started blackmailing me. (She started it first!) Haha, so we were basically blackmailing each other, but she didn't continue after my threat. That girl not fun one. X( Should blackmail each other until there's nothing else then fun mah. Stupid christabel.

Oh, and I think Brenda and Chris should also get together. (forget monkey, we can make her marry her boots) You see, Brenda is b a l a's rep. So if they get together, b a l a can talk to brenda and say "our christabel". I'm so ingenius, aren't I?

Oh, and you see, we have oxygen, and oxymorons. So by the transitive property, gen = moron. (Shann so smart! I crush you, shann!) *Zishan screams and runs away*

And I totaly despise ___n t__h's trick on friday. Like hello, she was totally employing the guilt trip lah! All that stuff of 'is your integrity worth 360 dollars' and whatnot. I mean, like, hello, even if she did volunteer to pay, everyone with two brain cells to rub together would know that we would pay up. We're not going to take advantage of a teacher. And she KNOWS it. As a teacher, I doubt she has the extra money to go around funding our jerseys in the name of 'integrity'. Ha!

Puh-lease lor. Guilt trips are cliched, annoying, overused and downright below the belt. Are we going to feel ashamed because 'our selfishness drove a teacher to offer large amounts out of her meagre salary in a selfless attempt to rescue us from the brink of immorality'? DREAM ON. For one thing, my integrity is not going to dissolve because of one lie. And why do I have this totally absurd, I assure you, idea that she's more worried about her reputation than our cough integrity cough?

Quite frankly, THANK YOU for offering to put your name there, and YES, I'm grateful for that. However, you did NOT have to make such a big fuss over stuff and place yourself as a hypocrite because, since you're our teacher, and although I rather doubt debor ah ta n's taste for hiring you, you must at least have two brain cells. (One for hangman, the other for dictionary blu ff, I suppose.) You KNOW we're going to return the money, and yes, we will. Next time, you can just spare us the lecture and get to the point. We really wish to get on with bingo. And you're wasting our time.

Oh, and my mom found the movie ticket stubs. I'm officially grounded, and she even took money away from my diminishing pocket money. BRENDA, I WANT MY TRIBUNE FUND MONEY. Evil child. Sheesh.

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<3 ABC Bingo Taitai's club!

Haha, we're addicted to bingo. So fun! Who cares if it's a taitai game? It's fun! ~~And makes a hell lot of noise.~~ Grins. But super not fair! Gen keeps winning! *twacks gen around with a dead fish*

Haha, lotsa whining here. Oh, and I learnt how to play haidai! Shall learn about the superman thing next. We're so lame. x)

Oh, I watched corpse bride with wormy. Lolx, wormy makes a good boyfriend. x) Seriously, I should just turn lez. So many more choices. ~~Of course, there are also many anti-choices like b a l a.~~ Haha, the plot was non-existent, the characterization mediocre at best, but the SONGS! And the PUNS!

"There's been a grave misunderstanding."

"But I left you!"
"For dead."

Haha, So cute! And the songs were so cheery and pretty! <3 especially the skeletons song when Victor first got welcomed into hell.

The ending was, well, fine. I liked that it deviated from the normal ending - victor married victoria in the end, not emily, but if you see it as part of the full story, you can't help but think victor is one heck of a confused guy. Everyone is just so honorable and self-sacrificing it's like a fairy tale. Ugh.

Haha, and then we went to art-friend, where I hn-ed and ha-ed over the beads, and still could not decide what to buy. And for the record, I spent 20 bucks yesterday. I'm, like, so broke. Haha.

I want to sleep. My mom doesn't let me sleep. Ee.

BINGO!!!

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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

OMG cat brought caramel chocolates to school today. OMG. They're delicious. (And I stole a whole load of them from her and others XP)

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Monday, October 03, 2005

"I said our christabel, not MY christabel."

Omg. I think I'm going to die from laughing. Does blah blah even know what she's saying? The whole class was, like, hyperventilating already. I only wish I could see chrissie's face man. That gorilla gets the worst deals.

Speaking of which, Toad and Tofu's current favorite relationship pairing is meXchrissie. AND meXblah. So chris, what does that say about you?

Oh, and you know blah blah and her booking people even though we're, like, TWO minutes late for class and that's cause we were in the toilet and after a practical session? So today, cat gleong and me wanted to go washroom, and it was, like, five minutes before lesson and blah blah was outside the classroom already. We actually went to ask her permission for going lah! And you know what she said? 'Good that you at least thought to ask for permission!'

OMG. The three of us ran laughing (cat and me) giggling (cat and me) and snorting (gleong) all the way to the toilet.

"AH! My arm! Toad, you're cutting off my blood circulation! Sharmini! Leggo! My arm! Ouch ouch!"

Ah yes. Dark waters. How could I forget. We actually wanted to watch another movie, but Lot 1 was pathetically short of movies, so we settled for Dark waters instead (also because farina smart ass conveniently forgot to tell us that it was a ghost movie). You can guess how that turned out.

The initial sitting arrangement was Toad, Me, Sharm, Farina. It started off with me and toad huddling together (that stupid green thing clutching on to my arm like shit) and sharmini grabbing farina cause that idiot wasn't scared (farina, that is). Then halfway, after about half hour of screaming at the teeniest scares, the actual ghost started appearing, and sharm grabbed my OTHER arm, which left me with nothing to block my ears and I was pulling across my seat by two IDIOTS. (and screaming and screaming and screaming away)

Then I had to go toilet, and was damned scared, cause it was like, dark WATERS. Involving a lot of toilets. And no one wanted to accompany me cause it would mean standing outside the cubicle while I peed. So I had to go alone and seeing that the main door swings shut very slowly at first, then very fast, so I thought it closed already, then it BANGed halfway through and I bloody screamed.

Then I went back, and toad changed place halfway, so it was like, Me, Toad, Sharm and farina. So at least I saved myself from one of them and could curl up properly so I didn't need to look at the screen and could block my ears. So the rest of the show was spent staring into the pinafore (me), hands (toad) farina's jacket (sharm) and the screen (farina that ass lah).

Oh, and screaming.

When it ended, I noticed the other movie goers pointing and laughing and sniggering at us. I'm sure we were very good entertainment. And you know what, the story isn't scary at all. It freaking has a happy ending. -_-"

Thank gods mel and chris and brenda wasn't there. They'll have laughed their heads off.

Seriously, we're the most pathetic horror movie watchers ever. x)

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Sunday, October 02, 2005

All carbonates are insoluble. All lead stuff are insoluble, with the exception of lead nitrate, cause all nitrates are soluble. And something iodine and something chloride are insoluble too. That was all I got out of chem. tuition today.

I never knew one could be bored to tears. But there I was, sitting there and yawning, and yawning, and yawning and yawning and yawning and tearing away. So I was, like, yawn. Tear. Wipe tear away. Yawn some more, and freezing my butt off and wondering why we couldn’t be sitting on the balcony where at least I was under the sun.

Oh, and did I mention my tutor was a guy whom I suspect never bathes cause he wears the same shirt EVERY time? Ew. (And he’s super ugly to boot.) Ugh. If you want me to suffer from boredom, at least give me some eye candy right?

Bleah. That nine year old and some other person is coming over today. Joy. And I'm freezing my butt off AGAIN cause they have to come and we have to on the air con. What part of 'it is a perfectly fine day with nice breeze and no need for extra chilling' do my parents not understand? Damnit.

I wanna go for trib meeting with qianni and liju! This is so pissifying. In fact, I NEED to go. Mais NON, I have to stay home and greet this and do my best to act nice to my sister cause we need to keep up appearances. Yay. Whoopeedoo. *deadpan expression*

Shall go and cheer myself up by looking for DIY earrings again.

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Saturday, October 01, 2005

Haha, I got my new wallet today. It's so gay! Purple-pink. I insist that Toad and Tofu have a negative influence on me. I can only hope that someone would shoot me and put me out of my misery if I ever start liking Pink and Neon Green.

On another note, I bought a hairband to appease chenchen. We all know Lichen and hairbands do not go together. I was trying them on in front of sanki in far east on friday and I was like, I look toot. She was like, No, you look disgusting. x) So that's that, but I still got a hairband, cause I cannot get booked, so I'll go around school looking like some super-guai shit. But I shall rummage for hair clips anyway.

I'm making earrings! Searched for pictures of do-able earrings on the net today, and got away with seven pairs. Shall collect the materials (god bless me and my new wallet) and start on them! (and perhaps give chrissie some for her birthday, since that girl's been going 'give it to me!')

OMG. I think I crush my karate instructor. Not the old ones lah, the new young guy. Which is bad, cause he's BALD. (Why can't he be sensible and grow out his hair, I ask you.) But he's oh-so-hot. The muscles! The abs! *squeals* Sadly, he could only come in as a substitute teacher, and the real one is returning next week. *SIGHS*

That said, I still can't remember my kata. (probably cause I was drooling over a certain guy) 21 movements, I think. It's like, so short and I still cannot remember. Why can't I just die. And no, I shall not crush that damned guy cause he's bald. *nods sensibly*

Oh yeah, some chinese-angmoh mix is coming over to my house tomorrow. Pity he's nine years old. (what did you think? *raises eyebrow liqi-style*)

Ahwells. I really should start mugging. Too bad I only like cups, (I was going to say cupping, but it sounds oh-so-bad.)

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