Memorified Moments

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Learning journey sucks. Majorly. I mean, first there was this science center trip, of which the only fun part was watching the movie in the theatre. Though catty and I felt airsick after that. -_-"

Then, this morning, me and that idiot by the nickname of toad met at 8 at my bus stop, and went straight to fort centre. We reached there by the wonderful time of 8.30. Then, monkey called, and the first thing I heard was:

"Lichen, you toot, where are you, you're late."

Monkey is so sweet and kind. -__-" ANYWAY, since Miss 'starving and I only drank a packet of tea for breakfast and the place is so near anyway we'll make it back in time' insisted, we went to macs for breakfast. Where I, the 'already ate a whole cake for breakfast with milk and sandwiches and roti prata' ate another macs meal. Then, we went to fort centre, said 'phew, we're not late', and saw the rest of the class at the top of the staircase.

-_______________-"

How many times the world is determined to screw me over I dunno.

ANYWAY, me and toad RUSHED up, and saw thioc k there at the top. I was like, I'm so dead I'msodeadimsodead, and tried to rush off, then realized that thioc k was trying to pass me and toady worksheets. I was so malu-ed.

Then I realized that my shirt was untucked and my hair was messy and I was still listening to my mp3.

WTF. Imma so screwed.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006

OMG. Type 'scots on the rocks' on google the first result is the funniest parody of Macbeth I've seen in a long time. I mean, if someone actually wanted to use Macbeth in a comedic convention, they should just copy everything from here.

Read this exerpt (which I happily stole, it's after lady Macbeth says 'unsex me here'):

WITCHES
(singing)
We'll unsex you here!
Do not show any doubt or fear!
Just growl and sneer,
Scratch your crotch,
And swig a beer!
And we'll unsex you here!

And this (after she says about dashing the baby's brains):

MACBETH
You should bring forth men children only. Men
children with really, really strong skulls.

Then the screw your courage to the sticking place part, the witches enter again:

WITCHES
(singing)
Screw your courage,
That's what to do!
Screw your courage,
And you'll get through!
Screw your courage,
'Cause that's the thing!
You've got to screw your courage
To kill the King!

Screw your courage!
Screw your courage!

Screw your courage,
That's your plan!
Screw your courage
And be a man!
Screw your courage
To win the race!
You've got to screw it to the sticking place!

Screw your courage!
Screw your courage!

When Macbeth's talking to Banquo before murder of Duncan:

MACBETH
No, that was just a lucky guess. I haven't given
a thought to their saying I'd be King. Not a
thought. It never crossed my mind. Not once.
Well, I think I'll be going to bed, where I won't
think at all about being King.

After the murder of Duncan:

MACBETH
I have done the deed. I thought I heard a voice
telling me that I would sleep no more, that I had
murdered sleep. I'm a bad Thane.

LADY MACBETH
No, you are a worthy Thane. You did something
right for once! Wait a minute, why did you bring
those bloody daggers with you? You were
supposed to leave them with the grooms! Go
back and do it now.

MACBETH
I can't go back there. There's blood everywhere.
There's blood on the King's sheets, and his shirt,
and that little skirt he wears...

LADY MACBETH
His kilt.

MACBETH
I know he's kilt! I'm the guy that kilt him!

When Lennox and Ross are discussing the situations:

LENNOX
I say things have been strangely borne. First
Duncan was killed, and now our new King blames
Duncan's sons, for they fled. Next, Banquo was
killed. I suppose our King will blame Banquo's
son Fleance, for Fleance fled. Have you heard
any news of Macduff. He was not at the feast
where the King acted so strangely.

In the third verse of the witches' chant:

Add a splash of herbal tea,
Dandruff from a chimpanzee,
Next mix in some rancid fat,
Furball from my kitty cat!
Nostrils of an aged bear,
King Lear's dirty underwear!
Whatever this is, I forgot!
Throw it all inside the pot!

When the apparition of the eight kings enter:

BANQUO'S GHOST
These are all my descendants. Come, children,
what have you got to say to the fat man?

FIRST KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

SECOND KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

THIRD KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

FOURTH KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

FIFTH KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

SIXTH KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

SEVENTH KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

EIGHTH KING
Macduff's going to kick your butt!

Ross with the news of Macduff's children and wife's death:

ROSS
Well . . .

MACDUFF
That is good to hear.

ROSS
You didn't let me finish. I was going to say, "Well,
they're dead."

OMG. Go read it. I swear you'll laugh until you die.

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We had trib today. Which accounts for why my butt hurts like nobody's business. Ouch. It feels bruised. Cause you see, me and brenda (and the rest of the cca, but me and brenda were together) were biking, and we did so for, like, an hour, so after that my butt feels all bruised.

ANYWAY. Arrived at Pasir Ris mrt at 8.15. (I'm early!) Met Guojun there. Then the ppl came flowing in. (I was second earliest, so guai right?) It's supposed to be top secret, but anyway the waiting time for everyone was a astounding hour long. Coolios.

Then we walked, and walked, passed by a bike rental shop, decided to go to the one further in, reached there hot and sweaty, and realized that it had closed down. -___-

So we played games first, which was a treasure hunt (Sec ones), blow wind blow (sec 2s) and PSYCHOLOGIST. OMG. PSYCHOLOGIST WAS SO FUN. Though I suspect it was only fun for the sec 4s. Cause the sec 1-3s were so reserved and refused to ask scandalous questions and even when asked, they refused to give scandalous answers. I mean, I got tabbed with dreaming about two hot ang mog guys having gay sex all the time, and that I love kinky stuff and all that shit. So malu. But I really mortified Liju. I mean, they were like, what base and all that, then I was like, 'oh, I dunno, so many guys and everything, so hard to remember, but I'm a virgin though!' then poor liju said PSYCHOLOGIST, and then we were, like, Liju, you aren't a virgin?

*giggles*

Then then then we had the sec 3s' games, which was so complicated I shall not describe it cause my butt hurts. Then we went and rode bikes. x)

Er yeah. It was fun lah. Just that I'm super beat and so, NO, I do not feel happy enough to make it sound cheery now.

Toodles!

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Friday, March 17, 2006

OMG. I changed my blog layout for the first time since...when? This thingie is so...cute. As in, So Very Extremely Cute. Even if it's slightly inclined towards violence and death and all that, it's still extremely cute. I mean, where else do you have violent blobs going around saying 'I think I hate you'? Ahwells, that page where I got it from does and all that, but that's not the point.

I think it's so me. *giggles gayly*

ANYWAY. I can't wait for the lit filming. I mean, it's so meaningless, actually. The one project I'm O.o about and it's not even graded. There should be a law against such things. OMG. I want to film iwannafilmiwannafilm.

I've decided something. I generally prefer stories with an unhappy ending. I mean, you sob and cry and sniffle (and if this was msn I'll use that cute hamster teary smiley) and everything, but then at least you think it's a good story. I mean, you have this oh-they're-so-going-to-get-together fic then they don't, and they whine and angst about it and all, but then I'm happy. (What can I say, I'm sadistic.)

I think it's a matter of taste. When, especially in a romance novel, the idiots get together, they angst about it at first and then they get straight down to the hot, gratuitous sex. I mean, no matter how passionate and sizzling the sex is, some people just DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT IT and it renders the whole fic rather tasteless.

Sad endings, on the other hand, are touching and sad and they're more or less tastefully done, if not because of the fact that they're sad. Have you realized that most sad books leave you going 'sigh, this is a good book' (well, unless the content is really, REALLY crap). At least I have. Methinks it's cause the not-happy books explore more of characterization, and I LIKE books which explore characterization. Ergo I like Macbeth and The Handmaid's Tale. Even if they both are super boring to read for the first time. Even if the characters engage in hot, gratuitous sex, you are happy to think that at the end, all the hot gratuitous sex end up just being gratuitous sex. *grins*

Okay, that was so random. Am flipping through a chinese romance novel now. It appears that the standard number of pages they use to describe sex is 1 and a half.

Now you know how to avoid it. Though they stop at foreplay (or the ripping off of clothes). Just very long winded. And graphic. *winces*

My wonderful sister is watching barbie now. I mean, things like that have no reason at all. No idiot with two brain cells left to rub together would bring a WHITE, BABY, POLAR BEAR together with it on a quest to defeat the dark lord. -__-" Not to mention that the place pink bimbo lives in doesn't even have polar bears around. And while the evil lord rides on a cool, large griffin, pink airhead rides on a - you guessed it - PINK UNICORN. Who happens to be another pink bimbo enchanted by another dark lord into a pink unicorn. yeah. A bit the wtf right. THEN, they fly away to another enchanted castle to do dunno-what. Oh yeah. For a change of clothes, so the idiot can show off her wonderful fashion sense. And out comes, guess who? More little pink airheads in training.

I think I just lost half my brain cells. Oh god. Oh god.

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Thursday, March 16, 2006

Hehehe. Melmel is back. *trots off to brush up on rusty pick-up lines*

Anyway, the last time I tried a pick up line on her, it went somewhat like this:

Moi: Mel, do you sleep on your stomach?
Melmel: Er yar.
Moi: Oh cool. Can I?
Melmel: -__-" (and dani smiley)

Lolx. I think I only dare to try all these on msn, where she's miles away and cannot hit me. (Later I come to school with a black eye and missing teeth)

OMG. That entire passage was so...gay.

Start of new term and we'll be having a new english teacher... I mean, I didn't mind it that much before, but on the day of our comprehension, when you-know-who walked in, I was like, jaw-drop-oh-my-god-bloody-fuck-what-is-she-doing-here-I-am-traumatized-my-poor-virgin-eyes-this-is-a-bad-omen-I'm-so-going-to-fail-my-compre-what-the-hell-is-she-doing-here-where-is-owow-whyyy-owow-is-a-good-teacher-come-back-please.

Okay. That was long. Yeahhh. So, in any case, if we get seow again (no offense to andrea) you can understand that I take the next plane to california to become a waitress okay.

I'm pissed with Terry Pratchett. You know monstrous regiment? The troll there, a female-troll disguised as a male-troll (not that there's much difference, anyway), whose name is CARBORUNDUM (handmaid's tale much?) says the main difference between a female troll and a male troll (there are differences?) is that female trolls cannot grow lichen on their backs. O.o

...

Not amused.

I'm supposed to start on my SS. Er...I'm getting the stuff from monkey on monday. ^^ Er...That's not an excuse for my procrastination. And I'm not procrastinating anyway. *glares*

I'm forever indebted to chrissie. The wonderful school ran out of videocams, and we were fretting, and guess what she did? She went to BUY one. OMG. (Okay, and brenda and liqi went to borrow cams from their RS group mates, and chrissie's rs group mate has a videocam also, but that's not the point yeah?)

My english is going down the drain, as you can see. Which is weird, considering that I spent the last 4 days typing 8 thousand ++ words of fanfiction.

Huh yeah. My fanfic craze is back again. Ahwells. Whims.

*sniffles* Melmel cursed me to get bitten by a bristleworm. Even though I dunno what the hell that is.

Oh cool. That means toady is back too.

Oh yeah, I haven't finished talking about swim carn yet. Did I mention that me, wenting, monkey, feifei, christabel and cat went for lunch together? I don't think I did. Anyway, you can guess what a disaster THAT was. I never knew chicken and ducks had so many connotations.

I think we traumatized the general public. Thank god there weren't too many small children there. *haha, polluting innocent minds*

ANYWAY. Where did I leave off? At being traumatized by the purple person (alliteration!), I think. Yeah. Kim tho notified us, and them the whole group screamed out our horror.

(Chris ran off to get a good look at her transexual counterpart, who did gell his hair. WOW.)

And then after sweating in the sun like a pig for over 3 hours, we went home. (and btw, thioc k looks disproportionate. qx)

And yeah. The hols have been fun. Went for viva round on tuesday and met monkey and chrissie there. Okay, so I MIGHT have been trying to bribe mrsche w...

Chewchew: Lichen, it's your turn.
Moi: Mrs. Che w, you look very nice today. XD

Monkey and chrissie were, like, -___-"

Thenthenthen we went for brunchfast. At burger king. Where me and chrissie pigged out and monkey starved. *glares at monkey*

On wed i went to do RS. Except all we did was work delegation. Cool huh. Then we went for lunch and after that watched Bride and Prejudice. OMG. DARCY IS SO HOT. HE IS HOT. HOT. SIZZLING.

*Cups hands under chin to contain drool*

HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT.

Okay. End of bimbotical-ness. *such a word?*

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Friday, March 10, 2006

Okayyy... wtf? Blogger told me, the last time I logged on, that my account was locked cause it was a spam blog. I was like, O.o? Yeah... now the blog isn't doing anything too annoying, so I hope it's okay...

Anyway, we had swim carn today. It was the funnest swim carn I've gone to in my four years. (also, it was the swim carn in which I paid no attention to what's going on at all, except on one section which I'll elaborate later.)

ANYWAY. Let's start at 6.10 in the morning. I walked out of house, went down the lift, thought, 'why am I so happy?' and realized I didn't bring my bag. -__-" So I went back to take it, and went down again. Then, at 6.20, I realized i didn't bring my handphone, so I had to go back again. (Cause you know how important phones are.) THEN, when I finally managed to get to school, I realized I wore the wrong clothes. WOW. Really. WOW. It's about as fantastic as limso kim calling wenting ting wen.

In ting wen's eyes, at least. *giggles*

ANYWAY, i crawled all the way to the forth floor, wanted to plant my ass on my seat and REST, then liqi went, 'don't you have investiture to go to?'

Yeah, that was a piece of...flower. I really shouldn't sleep so late.

So i rushed down. And realized I didn't know where to go. Then I finally found the KSCHE E and went in, and got briefed, etc etc.

Then, when we were ready to go, I was being guai, pinning up my hair for the first time in N years, then some woman stopped me (can't remember her face) and told me my belt was too low.

I was, like, wtf? My belt was HIGH okay. I mean, i was in such a hurry i didn't even have time to make sure I looked okay, so obviously I looked toot. What with pinned up hair and my already high belt and all. Just cause it was loose and not at the belt hole doesn't mean it's low.

I have a long torso what.

ANYWAY, after I made sure I looked super toot, I ran out to join the queue. And that was that.

We had social studs, which was quite fun, and than we had...bio. Which was damned fun. After we went through the sex-related diseases, which was more fun than I would ever have imagined, but then we have andr ewchia anyway, which makes lessons more fun than jigglypuff's will ever be by default, we spent the rest of the lesson watching those types of advertisements, which are damned funny. Like the honda one where a choir was using their voice box to make all the noises of the honda car. That was damned cool, man. THen there was the bushblaire mouthover thing, which was bush and blaire's speeches muted and their mouth movements observed and scenes cut so as to make it look as though they were singing endless love as a duet about each other.

Bush/blaire? that's just...sick.

Those are damned cool anyway.

After that we had assembly, which was spent in the classroom doing nonsense, and RS, which was spent in the classroom doing even more nonsense. (Braiding hair and playing psychologist respectively.) I won psychologist, though, but that was mostly because someone told me the game yesterday and I forgot until chrissie-poo walked into the room.

but it was fun anyway. Then we went for lunch, which was another saga altogether. people were squeezing to get onto the bus as though their lives depended on it. It's these people that give RGS a bad name. Then we are at KFC, and chatted about nonsense, and then i went to meet my mummy to sign up for theory at trinity.

Note: Trinity exam papers are pretty. Much prettier than ABRSM papers.

Then i went to swim carn, where me and chrissie wandered around until we were chased back by teachers (hello, we seriously thought the food store was open kayyy.), where we listened to mp3 and sang songs until we realized that chri sow was swimming. Then there was mass screaming, cause the thought was seriously traumatizing, and we went to see.

OMG. I'm forever scarred. I saw liw ei in his swim pants. BRIGHT PURPLE. Is that a declaration of what?

(And why don't we have hot male teachers? All we have is one hot-shuai female-male teacher, who doesn't count, cause she's FEMALE. FEMALE. WHYYY.)Okay, talk later. Gtg for karate. x)

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Saturday, March 04, 2006

This is a cause for celebration.

No, not founder's day. THAT's a cause for moans and groans, and not of the good kind.

WE HANDED IN OUR MATHS PT. There are colors in my life again. I can feel and sleep again. I feel hope welling up within me.

Yada yada yada.

ANYWAY. Monkey, Gorilla, you guys are the best. I think I'll have died without you guys there. You're the best son-in-law and daughter a father could ever have. Okay, chris, I'll let you have monkey for a week before making my advances again. x)

So, thank you gorilla, for being the best group leader ever, translating all my english into comprehensible stuff, doing the comparison tables, writing the instructions, , chasing monkey to sleep, even though she never listens...

Monkey. Thank you for staying up so late all these nights in a row to finish the project, doing the rules of the game, formatting the whole report, completing all the things we never finished, the brochure, helping to edit the report. You're da best. We should make a statue worshipping you.

Thank you fel, for doing the skeleton of the brochure and the betting layout, and for your emotional support.

Nicole returned to school. She's looking much better than I expected, actually, and she seems really happy. Which is good. I was kinda hoping she'll return to 408, though, but 310 is quite obviously the more suitable choice.

Our class has bad karma, methinks. People keep leaving.
And the people I want to leave don't.
Ahwells. Good luck, nicole! We're always there for you! Once an ex 3-8er, always an ex-3-8er. We'll be the ex-3-8ers together!

Oh yeah, and philo. I got off with a sentence of 15 years instead of life imprisonment. (Because we hid the fact that I had OCD from monkey and melmel.) MUAHAHHAA. Apparently I'm the most convincing Sarah Johnson ever.

*cue evil laughter*

But the OCD was so ironic. Fussy about tidiness? Me? ME????????

Ahwells. And founder's day is today. The perf was...I think they were trying to make a musical. The indiv performances were okay lah. But I think those that cannot hit high notes shouldn't sing. And the gym people... the two shorties saved the day. Another kept dropping the stuff. -_-"

And then and then and then the CHOIR GIRLS CAME. Cat, suet and their group of 4. And when suet opened her mouth ~~and birds began to sing~~ and I had the distinct thought of 'and we were listening to THOSE voices earlier'. Not to be mean, but I think the high notes were far too forced.

And then cat sang her solo parts ~~and angels wept~~ and I got reminded why I'm having an affair with her. grins. She was invited to my bed just now. x)

Haiz. I shall go now. lalalaz.

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