Lord Lich Yours Truly is known as Lord Lich. You are allowed to call her 'my lord' or 'my evilness'. She is often found in Volcano numbers 1 and 2, torturing victims, or in number 4, planning more world conquests. Otherwise, she may be found in number 3, sleeping.
Wishlist
The Thursday Next Series - Jasper Fford
Jingo - Pratchett
Hogfather - Pratchett
Going Postal - Pratchett
Tale of Two Cities
Night Watch - Pratchett
Thief of Time - Pratchett
Monstrous Regiment - Pratchett
Stardust - Neil Gaiman GOOD OMENS - Pratchett and Gaiman
The Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
All wars are planned by older men In council rooms apart, Who call for greater armament And map the battle chart.
But out along the shattered field Where golden dreams turn gray, How very young the faces were Where all the dead men lay.
Portly and solemn in their pride, The elders cast their vote For this or that, or something else, That sounds the martial note.
But where their sightless eyes stare out Beyond life's vanished toys, I've noticed nearly all the dead Were hardly more than boys.
Haha. Thanks to lit I've now an obsession with war poems. All the killed people! All the little people! The little people who change the world! The revolutionaires! (Mary will love that one.)
Oh a brighter note after that sad sad little poem, I did my maths assignment today. I think toad has a constructive effect on me. Anyway, after ND helping out, in which I really didn't do much except imitate liw ei, I met toad at the library, where we proceeded to do maths assignment.
I SWEAR TOAD IS SUCH A RETARD.
It started with me correcting one of her retarded assumptions. Cause root three squared is nine. -_____-" I mean, my 43 + 11 can give me 45, but at least my times table is, so far, grudgingly accurate. (If not there's always the calculator.) No matter what mel said. (Melmel, I said I can't remember my TIMETABLE. NOT times table. Oh god.)
Then, the retarded toad started flapping her finger at me and saying 'retard' repeatedly. By then we had dissolved into giggles (in the middle of the library, mind you), and we couldn't stop. Which also accounts for why I'm home so late today.
Then she PUSHED me! Cause I was laughing, sitting crossed legged, and rocking left to right and back again, then she PUSHED me, and before I realized it, I had gone over my balance and just...tilted to my right. Sheesh. I mean, I know she wants to hit on me, and I can empathize, but really, did she have to do it in the library? I'll much prefer a quiet alley, then... ^.~
Oh, then this person came to sit opposite us, cause we were sitting on the floor and using the bench as a table, then the extra person copied us, and I think he was damned amused by us. Like, these two girls sitting on the floor, one flapping her hands non stop (and me making the 3D loser sign at her) and both laughing uncontrollably. -_________-"
Haha. THis is the forth assignment I've completed. I feel accomplished.
On another note, I started on the second page of Sonata 49. ^^
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Sunday, July 30, 2006
Pretty pretty nocturnes. I'm really starting to sound like a perv, what with all that pretty pretty nonsense. But really. Chopin nocturne 49 is damned nice. Everyone, go to youtube and type in chopin nocturne 49. There's only one, but in case some random idiot uploaded another one, look for the freestyle one (it's stated in the description). If I play like that one day, I'll die happy. Currently still stuck at the point of going-up octaves and going-down sixths simultaneously. Tempo is still slow, I'll wait until I can do the octaves-sixths before I switch to 120.
... This is starting to sound like a diary of my progress on the piano (what progress?). Haha. Mummy brought me to sakura restaurant to eat today. They had damned nice cheesecake! Cheesecake! It was a buffet, so with every plate of food I got there was at least one piece of cheesecake on it. Then towards the end they ran out of cheesecake. I was, like, NOOOOOO. (Though I suspect that I was mostly responsible for it.)
There was shark's fin soup there too, but due to the tales melmel and toady told me about the poor sharks after their fins were cut off, I decided not to eat it.
IF THE BUYING STOPS, THE KILLING CAN TOO. ~
Haha. Gorged myself until I was almost bursting. Then had to hurry back for chem tuition. -____-" l'horreur. Did I mention that I hate chem? Especially the mole. I mean, the mole theory. Really.
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Saturday, July 29, 2006
Had the first of the maths options today. Number theory is so cool. We're doing pythagorous (sp?) theorem, prime numbers and something else. It's, like, omg so many patterns and equations. So uber cool. Perfect numbers are coolios too. 6 and 49. And of course, my handphone number's a perfect number too. ^^
Before that me and toad went to esplanade to borrow scores. Toady is now officially a premium member of esplanade for a year. Like me. Heehee. Anyway, we borrowed scores (she wanted her dip scores, and I wanted scores cause I've nothing to play lately but some sonatas that I learnt in grade 6 or something. -____-"), and duets! Haha. We're gonna practice and play together. There's one song that requires two of our hands to overlap. That's gonna be funneh. Cause my sense of rhythm will be skewered and we're going to laugh at ourselves non-stop.
Just practiced Haydn's sonata number 49. It's one of toady's diploma pieces. Haha, it looks easy, but then your hands are spaced apart so unless you know the notes you're going to be fumbling for them. Then I obviously haven't practiced for a long, long time, cause I no longer remember how to do the stepping down of thirds apart for e flat major. Maybe I should go back to my czerny, but I hate czerny with a passion. My piano teacher kept making me play them, and I never practiced, so I always took about one or two months to 'pass' a piece. Or maybe my scales too. I hate scales thirds. I prefer just running notes. Though my those are sucking a lot lately too. Haha, no practice.
Ee. I wanna play sonata 49 well. It sounds so nice some more. Currently I'm just, like, almost passably able to stumble through it, making many mistakes in the process but still playing the melody. (no matter how skewered) Then after that I'll play chopin's pieces. Toad was recommending Nocturne in E flat and D minor, opus 9 no. 2 and opus 72 no. 1 respectively. Does anyone have the piece on computer? I need to hear it first, cause my sense of rhythm, as I said, is absolutely lousy and I'll screw the melody with my skewered rhythm. Then after that I'll do Revolutionary Etude (opus 10, no. 12).
Then we went for lunch, during which we didn't eat anything decent at all. But I bought a bar of chocolate. XDXDXD Chocolates is love. Then we went for maths options, where christabel was waiting for us to save her from the security guard who was hitting on her. XD Haha. OH yeah. An old man hit on toady on the mrt station today. Haha. He walked past her, patted her shoulder and said, zhu ni xue ye jing bu. O.o And the security guard hit on chrissie yeah. He remembered her from when she signed in early in the morning. ^^ Funneh. Anyway, we rescued her, singing our heroic - what's that thing called. A character's theme song that sounds whenever he comes out - that song. Anyway. Which was christabel, christabel, christabel SSSSSS. Christabel SSSSSSSS and christabel SSSSSSS. ^^ Haha, then we went up to class, where chrissie was, like, are RI geeks guys here for the course too? Cause there was a concert on today, so she was, like, OH.
Then then then we went to class and the RI geeks WERE there! Chrissie twacked me. >< Anyway, we were already fifteen minutes early (cause we reasoned that if gepers were there, then they were obviously early then later we bunch of idiots come in late from taka then so malu one), and those people were even earler than us and they were looking so prepared. >< And then there was me and chrissie and toad walking in with a bar of chocolate and a box of sweets in our hands and spreading out a picnic in front of us. Haha. We slackers.
Our instructer looks like my ex-cello teacher. That gay one. Hurhur. Anyway, he's boring. But the subject matter was quite amusing. I can practically imagine mrsch ew saying 'isn't it amazing?'
Yes, it is quite. But damned hard pls. They take the simplest stuff, and make you prove, and then you suddenly realize that proving isn't that easy after all. And then me and chrissie were rationing our chocolates, which was one piece every half hour. Haha. Then halfway through me and toad started singing the christabel sssss song.
Quite fun lah. One of the RI geeks guys was damned teacher's pet like ERM, then kept raising his hand to every question. Then once when some people had to present (when the three of us obviously pretended to be otherwise busy), he went up too, then I was, like, OH, THAT GEEK IS PRESENTING TOO really loudly.
So toad whacked me cause I was speaking too loudly, then I had to take back my words cause people probably heard, so I was, like, I MEAN, THAT GREEK! I LIKE GREEK!
-_____-" Okay, that was pretty retarded.
THen on the way home me and toad started singing PotO, so now I'm addicted to it again, and I'm watching it now. Raoul is so hot please. Patrick Wilson is <3 in a wig of brown hair and with no beard. I crush him!
Okay, like karate yesterday was so maluating. Sensei was making me so push-ups in front of others. Then people like me who can't even do pull-ups obviously cannot do push-ups. Ee. I totally collapsed. >< >< >< >< I bet he's taking revenge for me calling him (in more words and totally embarrassing him) an MCP. EE. But he is.
Okay, actually PotO the film is quite lousy. But the songs are so pretty anyway you can't help but <3. THe part when christine and raoul have duets are always so pretty, especially the part in the tower before past the point of no return. Then down once more the trio part is so pretty pretty pretty too.
FOR EITHER WAY YOU CHOOSE HE HAS TO WIN.
Raoul is so pretty boy. OMG. I shall make icons of him and post them on my LJ. Pretty pretty pretty boy. With a pretty pretty pretty voice. OMG. I sound like a nympho.
CHRISTINE PLEASE CHRISTINE SAY NO DON'T THROW AWAY YOUR LIFE FOR MY SAKE
So sweet! Also watched a brokeback amv this morning. Haha. Naked guys are so hot. Especially together. ^^
Okay, I really sound like I have nymho tendencies. Should stop before someone carts me off to woodbridge.
Toodles!
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Thursday, July 20, 2006
Haha. WE ARE RETARDS. *waves banner around*
Let's start with yesterday. Went for lunch with wormy, spotted chrissie and brendy and cat and gen, so ended up going with them. Went to take neoprints. Halfway through inserting the coins, the machine broke down.
Cat: *presses the return coins button* Why isn't it moving? Chrissie: *reads from the sign on machine* Do not bang on the machine. Cat: *bangs on the machine* Chrissie: HEY! Do NOT bang on the machine! Cat: *bangs on the machine, HARD* *coins start falling out.* Everyone: Yayy.
Then, when we are decorating the photos: Brenda: *draws mug around chrissie's face* Lichen: Plants a duck on brenda's face.* *here, everyone learns that we can edit the same photo in two windows.* Brenda: *erases duck. Draws an L next to lichen* Lichen: *erases L* Brenda: *draws L*
And on and on and on. Funneh.
Then today was extremely retarded. I cannot even begin to explain. Mainly chrissie and brenda and cat. You know, when they're together, all the retarded stuff come out. Then the teachers.
Oh, the teachers.
Nolite te professors carborundorum.
After all, guys are macho assholes who name cats TIGER because they must be cunning and strong, and girls go 'the white, furry fur'. Obviously cause girls are more intelligent and don't have beastiality inclinations and psychotic tendencies to project themselves into cats.
But then, guys are guys. What can we say. They have two heads and one of them don't work half of the time. Obviously I'm not talking about the one above the shoulders. But people like the commander don't even have their other head working. *smirks* That's MCPs for ya.
Me and changchang had a talk about dangly stuff the other day. Needless to say, nearby people were quite...traumatized.
Then bio. OMG. Bio was...
All you'll have to do for SPA is...something.
Wow.
I am shocked speechless.
We are the hollow (wo)men,
We are the stuffed (wo)men.
Read T.S. Eliot's The Hollow Men today. Such a pretty, pretty poem. *coos over poem*
Anyway, another thing he said:
E. coli is nice, E. coli is fun, E. coli is for everyone.
... Right on the spot. WIth 407 singing 'together' as background beat.
Joy to the world.
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Monday, July 17, 2006
Our class is damned weird please. Either that or we ate insanity-inducing something today.
During physics, we were talking about bells, the two types, so I was, like, there are three types. Third one being ChristaBell.
Bel: Shut up. Moi: And this bell doesn't ring when you press it. It says shut up. Bel: Shut up. *realizes what she said.* Oh shit.
Then maths: Toad: *comes over to bug me about maths* Me: *makes way for her to sit* Mrsch ew: Rachel, why are you sitting on lichen's lap? Me and toad: WTF?!?!?
Okay. That was damned retarded lah. Erm. I bet she thought we were damned perverts.
Then SS: Brydenourfriend: So singapore has to export stuff like ferrari and caviar Class: *starts laughing* Brydenourfriend: Huh? Moi: Erm Mrche w, we already have a caviar in Singapore. It's more than enough.
Okay fine I'm quite retarded too. Haha. But I'm funneh anyway.
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Saturday, July 15, 2006
Open house is over. Joy to the world (belbel is dead). Hardy haha. I'm not sure whether it was considered a success (at any rate as much as running about sweating like a pig and melting in the stupid canteen can be considered a success), but it wasn't a failure.
And our booth looked uber pretty (thanks qianni and brenda and eileen and LIJU AND GUOJUN especially for doing the board), with little strips of rain and splashes of words on coloured paper.
Anyway, open house was running about like a headless chicken being barbecued, forcing painful bright smiles at random strangers and trying to bring them to the booth. I sounded so fake please. I should get a desk job in future. Good afternoon. Welcome to XXX. Would you like to see the XXX?
-____-"
Then poor chrissie was being bullied by her teacher. And we kept escaping to the hall cause there's aircon. Heehee.
Went for CO concert yesterday. Liqi was so gay. But who knew pink suited her? Always thought pink was this horrendous colour that should be banished into hell. Except Hell wouldn't accept it. Then had dinner with the monkey and fei, while waiting for moronic brenda who came so late. Like, she totally lost her way around J8. Just that she refuses to admit it.
Then the stupid teachers from CO didn't let chinkie so solo. Like, hello. She's so much better lah. What choose some idiot whose tempo sucks and has no basic sense of rhythm. Then the sherry chairman person also. Dunno made how many mistakes. Like, I don't even know the song and I can tell she made many mistakes.
HAHA. BUT MY CHINKIE ROCKED.
GAVE HER SUNFLOWERS!
SUNFLOWERS!
GH3Y!
Okay I'm being gay cute.
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Tuesday, July 11, 2006
WTF. English is tomorrow and I just finished eating dinner. Stupid trib then me stay so long in school celene you better thank me properly tomorrow night actually i want tonight but too late cause I need to study english then english tomorrow I don't even know the impotent fools on the remaking singapore board and that is only important because the retarded lump of fat is requesting that it is soooo important that we waste brain cells on the names of stupid shrivelled idiots with three-week old carrots as...ahem.
Uberly screwed physics. There goes my 4.0, and thanks to J.K. Moling my chem marks remains the same. That wouldn't be too bad if not for the fact that everyone else has increased in GPA EXCEPT ME.
OMGOMG my sis is watching this weird disney type of wizard of oz, which becomes the flower of oz. Then in typical disney mary sue fashion the GIRL (gawd knows the name) is the flower of oz. -____-" I mean, why don't they just name every single female protagonist supercalifragilicious or however it's spelled. Disney stuff are so...lame and cliched. Their one saving grace is their nice songs. Of course, if all their male protagonists looked like JBM or Jesse Mccartney (sp?), then I don't really care if they're gary stus at all. Especially if they can sing.
OMG. Mary Sue I mean, Oh-So-Original Character from Disney has just had a change of clothes after landing on a flower. And is now demonstrating her full prowress at the art of useless powerful-ness by being beautiful and glowy. Hmm. 'You've done enough harm!'
Can you say 'Anakin you're breaking my heart'?
Sheesh. I wanna watch my les choristes. HOLY SHIT. I REALLY HAVE TO STUDY ENGLISH. WHAT THE HELL AM I STILL DOING HERE. Okay I'm really freaking out. But seriously. Fatjo is such an ass. Wenting can I put that comparison photo and picture on the yearbook? That and my wonderful photoshop skills. Haha. At least i learnt some stuff from kellynn and celene today. Even though I still have no idea what all the keyboard shortcuts are. I realize I'm quite dependant on them. I mean, I hate using the mouse. it's really annoying. stuff like ctrl+something's much more...interesting.
Haha. Chrissie's online.
Hmm. Maybe Spleak knows somehting about remaking singapore.
Okay it doesn't. Listen to this:
Really? Re making Singapore?
For funny, cool or crazy polls, just type "daily polls".
Erm... I really wanna slap it. But it's unfair. I mean, not all computers are as smart as me.
OMG. Spleak's really distracting. Scrabble is fun.
ARGH FORGET IT. I'LL REVISE IN SCHOOL TMR.
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Monday, July 10, 2006
Ahahaha. Everyone go add spleak@hotmail.com to your msn contacts. It's this robot. Highly amusing, though don't attempt to ask it stuff about it. That's when it gets annoying. Just go and play games on it. Hangman is lame. >< Scrabble is funneh.
Had lunch with sharm pervertedmel shitty and toad today. At pizza hut. At first the green thing wanted to eat at bpp, but I told her that yoshi there closed down already (cause eating at bpp has become a synonym for eating yoshi), so we decided to go lot 1 (and lot1 is synonym for pizza hut). -___-" We're like offred, pretending that we're going to choose what to eat when we've already decided. Hardy-haha. Very Funny.
Then at the bus stop we met the other three plus sanki but sanki never eats with us so we ended eating in this group of 5, which meant we had to share four seats at pizza hut. Lousy place. Why can't they give us the table for eight. We have big butts cannot izzit. Anyway, we were eating, and me and sharm were being nice and carrying soup for everyone, cause stupid toad always makes me carry her cream of chicken/mushroom for her ('remember to put pepper ar'). I feel mistreated. >< I mean, if she likes the idea of slave/master so much, just get whips and handcuffs. I prefer that better. Or she can at least buy me a french maid costume. That cheapskate.
Then we were eating and sharm was amusing herself, because she laughs at her own jokes. Then we laugh at her laughing at her own jokes. ^^
Shitty: I wanna meet a grinder. Sharm: Really? Hi. *waves*
Shit mom home. Lalala
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Friday, July 07, 2006
You scored as Psychology/Sociology. Related majors that match your highest scored category: Anthropology, Biology, Chemistry, Counseling, Criminal Justice, Political Science, Psychology, Industrial/Organizational (I&O) Psychology, Sociology, Social Work.
Consider all majors in your OTHER high scoring categories. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. Consider adding a minor or double majoring. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.
Hurr. Not bad then. I put 'strongly disagree' on the statistics question. Cause I really, really, really hate statistics. It's uber boring.
Went Pasir Ris again today. Bought japanese biscuits for the kids there. Kinda sad, really, seeing that we've been seeing them almost regularly for over a year. I'm going to miss people like nigel and shihao. (And hearing them call mel 'MELMEL JIEJIE' is such a classic.)
Anyway, me and mel and fei and bren ate at yoshi, then after that, when we were bloated (think handmaid's tale 'large as a house' and you get it. And 'humongous' too, I suppose. Hurrhurr. Is this considered revising for lit?) and I really really really needed to pee, we walked past the center of taka and saw...you guess. Guess. A BLOODY FOOD FAIR. I was, like, WTF. Then there was mango pie and meat paos (the nice fried ones) and mai4 ya2 tang2 and OMGOMGOMG SO MUCH FOOD. Then i only had $4 in my wallet. :'( Life is food. Without food, life is meaningless, handmaids without fertile commanders.
OKAY OKAY i shall stop with the handmaid reference. Must be cause of mel and me reading THT on the ride home. Or rather, the ride to taka, cause after we visited the family center we decided that we couldn't resist the food fair. I mean, it's not that we're greedy or something. You dangle stuff like ice cream in front of us and expect us to resist? SADISTS. EVIL, EVIL SADISTS.
So after I ate my bao and ice cream, we were happy and went home. Then on the ride home, we saw the superman poster, and the convo went like this:
Me: Superman is hot. Well, the guy anyway. If you don't count the spandex and tights. Mel: And the underwear. Remember the underwear. Me: Oh yeah. Dunno why he wears it outside. Mel: Well, if he wears it inside there'll be a VPL. Me: *chokes and dies* Mel: In fact, it's better to wear it outside. Instead of trying your best to hide the fact that you're wearing an underwear and failing, you just announce that you're wearing underwear and you can't fail in hiding it cause you're not hiding it! Me: *dies of laughter*
Yeah. Fashion tip for us girls. No need to worry about vpl if we wear out underwear outside. Though that totally defeats the purpose of UNDERwear. It'll probably be renamed overwear or something.
Then mel, in an sms, was like: thank god they invented the costume before g-strings came about.
And smart me: Huh. but g-strings easier to see vpl what. And somemore can tell you're wearing g-string.
Mel: Not inside. Outside.
Ah the joys of being a lit pupil. We reckon that the weird sec2 should read the handmaid's tale. She'll agree with the ideas. Her blog's just damned weird. I'm quite inclined to say GEPers, but my GEP senior was very nice and normal AND smart, thankyouverymuch. She seems to have the idea that throwing words like 'insecurity' and 'liberalized' around makes her look smart. Yeah dude. Blame everything others do on THEIR insecurity. That's the way to go man.
...WTF. There is no such thing as pre-marital sex if you don't get married? Chang is right. Very philosophical. If all your respect for your body boils down to wordplay to get around the concept of self-respect. Like, I'm liberalized so I shall let a boy I've gotten together with for less than a month grope me without castrating him with a spoon. Don't ask why a spoon. It's a saying. Hmmm. I think I'll never have sex. Basically cause I think no one's important enough to sleep with me. MUAHAHAHAHA. I'm very humble. Really. But I wanna marry a cook though. Preferably the CEO of gelato. Mmmm. Of course, in the course of marriage procreation is expected. Consider it a necessary evil. >:( OMG like did you know the Gelato containers are wider now. AND it's half as deep. WTF. Nonsense. I want more ice cream. Hmm. Why did I finish all my ferrero rocher (sp?) yesterday? *wails*
SHALL I GO TO PROM. WHY SHOULD I WASTE SIXTY BUCKS TO GO TO SOME RUN DOWN HOTEL SO I CAN WASTE MORE MONEY ON A DRESS THAT I SHALL NEVER WEAR AGAIN ANYWAY. (Naturally, if melmel's going, I'm going to see the show. AND i'm forcing her to wear heels. HA. See how she chases after me in THAT.)
...Chrissie is out. Moron. Probably wasted 5 seconds of my phone bill on her. >(
Speaking of which, I wanna take that ives tay/tan thing. Should I take political science when I grow up. But doing so in sing is just an elaborate, money wasting way to walk into bankruptcy when all I need to do is to speak about the leeeeeee family in public. Unless I join the men in white. But seriously, a girl wearing white is not decent. I'll look like a nanya ng girl. EW. And a GIRL wearing WHITE.
THink of the phrase: 'a siser, dipped in blood'.
HAHA. I bet I know more pervy jokes than that sec 2. Must be the side effect of knowing angel and cat and liqi and wenting.
