Havent thought of a title yet, because i'm not sure if this is going to be the only one time i'll be writing this year or maybe i'll slowly start to neglect my studies, be a blogger addict and basically, screw up my life. wow, that statement was so wrong on so many levels. but i'm referring to the extreme here.
haven't written in such a long time!
i like blogger, maybe cause it's become the new traditional diary now, i haven't gotten interested into livejournal or tumbler. if i wanted to expose myself i'd go to tumblr. which is quite ironic considering the fact that this is posted on the net. but still, i don't reckon anyone still comes to my blog. congratulations if you do!! now go get a life.
i can feel my brain shrinking, like literally. not because i ain't using it, i think it's the whole concept of globalisation happening in my mind. i can link so many of my subject topics together now, they don't seem worlds apart anymore. woooowwwww. mind-boggling.
did i mention i'm 15.
15, soon i'll be sixteen and i won't be able to hide behind the excuse "i'm too young" anymore. sooner or later i'm going to have to get my ass up and do something about my couch potato life! in this case the couch is school and the potato is me. no TV, no freedom, no life involved. it's all just school school school.
another classic example of how i threw the opportunity to sleep early away
just decided on the title. no one's here to see it so i'll do what i deem fit! hehheh, i'll revolutionise the world, with words, like poor lil' anne, she doesn't know i found her book dreadfully boring. perhaps she could have included the parts she took out instead.
i'm no np camp nerd. but this time i really miss my mates, for some odd reason. only nerds would suggest a group outing. only nerds would stalk her members on facebook for pictures. only a nerd would talk to their group instructor on fb chat.
i'm that nerd.
damn life's complicated!
hey who knew your childhood science encyclopedia could be so interesting. i gotta make a pinhole camera asap, sounds like fun. how often does your camera project images upside down eh?
anyway i miss camp. not just the people, even the camp. i miss them so much i'm looking out for their faces on the streets. lucky for me, s'pore is this " " small.
camp is fun to converse with people cause theire's actually a common thing you could talk/complain about. the food, the conditions, the itch, the instructors. much better than meeting them randomly or among friends where you have absolutely nothing to talk about.
but then again a 3 day 2 night camp is also the worst way to find out a persons true colours. cause everyone is supposed to be 1.initiative 2.creative 3.enthusiastic etc..
jy called me spiderpig, thanks. ha ha
i'm supposed to be sleeping. and i'm supposed to pray before i sleep. i should pray more, the guilt is starting to sink in.
what are the odds of me finding my red jansport tmr :/ i say pretty high :)
i shall take mommy's advice and google around.
stupid clown story is still giving me the creeps
i still miss camp, maybe i'll dream tonight, i hope i dream tonight
i'm gonna be a talk show host one day. probably. if i can magically turn into rove or ellen degeneres, i'll keep my name, sounds pretty cool.
on thr other hand, being a asian talk show host isnt so bad, just so long as people dont expect me to start spouting chinese in the middle of the interview,
ha take that emma watson, i'll bet you cant speak chinese, no. no i dont want to hear you try.
i seriously think i'm pms-ing, but its good to post when you are cause you can actually be angry without being angry at anyybody. on facebook people just call you emo and unworthy of their "like"'s. HELLO! not saying i've got experience, its just my personal view HAHA.
who knew the encyclopedias your mom bought to crush you to death when you were 4 yrs old would come in handy at 14 (GOING TO 15 MIND YOU). i'm gonna make some really cool gifts for junyin when i visit her in london dude! all in the name of science!
its so nice to babble on here with no one judging. well this IS online but its so old is practically growing viruses or something.
i remembered watching ellen on channel 5 and telling myself i'm gonna be a talk show host one day. but then i look in the mirror and notice my black hair, missing nose bridge and (thank god not slit eyes) listen to my singlish. who the heck would want to watch a talk show with a CHINESE GIRL on it?! no offence, but i wouldnt. not like i would even be screened in america, and ew, mediacorp is so gross. unless of course i move to another country not so bad considering there's nothing to do here. here as in singapore. plenty of fun thigns to do on my bed, thats where the fun comes in cause i get to sleep. and where i sleep is where i dream.
someday people are gonna admit my words are poetry, and they're gonna analyse and quote my facebook posts and have my blog posts as unseen prose.. if life is still as pathetic then. HAHA TAKE THAT SHAKESPEARE.
my 'non-emo" rule is NOT working. i thought i was doing people a favour by not turning emotional. no one likes a girl who gets emotional. i dont like girls who get emotional. or rather, ACT emotional but its just because theyre attention seekers. wow, people better not read this till a LONG TIME has passed,
if being "non-emo" turns me into a zit popping exam failing damaged white hair cultivating woman, then i'd rather rid myself of all emotions. wouldnt it be so easy if you just couldnt care less about those papers where they actually asses how smart you are, them and their stupid boy penises equipped with all that testosterone and not to mention, something called life.
wooooosh that felt good, spilling out non sensical gibberish for the world to see on my hamburger blog. love.word.vomit.
maybe i secretly wish for people to see this, quite a pity to have it all remain hidden right, i mean look at all the wonderful things i have said that totally inspore your life. but then again i'm not interested to hear what critics say.
you know what, i love people. but sometimes people you love get you so disappointed you just wish they knew the right thing to say the right time. maybe critisizing people too much is what boosted my ego. wow, that sucks.
i hate my phone, i have a blackberry 9700 and i hate my phone.
*note to all future generations: you probably think a bb 9700 is peanuts compared to your iphone 1000009 but i have to tell you, i was pretty cool when i was your age HAHA.
nah i dont hate my phone. i hate the content.
right, i dont mix work/emotions with my personal life, hey that sounds ironic. but i myself understand it. good.
i should stop watching greys anatomy. its killing me, i cant get meredith greys voice out of my head each time a smart quote pops into my head. i've turned my life into a whole freaking drama series. well hey, it might actually be worth watching!
your life is gonna flash before you when you die, make sure its worth watching.
i am going to writeeeeee and writeeeee until that blue scroller at the side gets so smaall you have to use a microscope to even see it. i shall make this post really longgggggggggggg.
really suffering from insomnia now, i know its retarded to listen to avril lavinge: let go. as your lullaby but then again, it beats crying doesnt it.
i'm gonna have kick ass fun reading all this when i come back six months later and hopefully when my life has taken a better turn.
WOW. its unbelievable my last post recorded was actually this year. seems dinosaur ages since i wrote. anyway i dont thin anyone reads this. but i kinda like it that way. 'hi!''s to you if youre still a massive cyber stalker and are reading this.
april..may..june..etc damn this year was crazy. should be the year of the snail it passes so damn slowly. maybe its just because my birthdays in the last month..
anyway so much for my "non-emo" rule. guess you cant stop a 15 year old eh? 14 and invicible turned into 15 and cowardly. i do like to write so much. no ones gonna appreciate it but then again no ones gonna read it for decades to come(Y). diaries are hard to write, it seems so much cheesier when you start with a "dear diary.."(more often accompanied by a mere 2 line entry cause by then mom's nagging at me to sleep/bathe/study etc.
yea i could crap so much here without gordon complaining i'm totally flooding his newsfeed on facebook! i told him one day when he's actually quoting me he'd thank me for all my wit.
mom likes to focus on studies. i like to focus on life. how on earth could i convince her studies are just this tiny fraction of life. but i guess theres no going around to it eh. you can barely survive without a education in this "knowledge driven" world.
mom told me to start researching for universities that'll allow me to pursue my carrer to be a vet. its cool. really cool. but somehow i find myself freaking out over how i've forgotten my password to my blogspot account rather than which university would be the best choice.
i wanna write. i really wanna write. well junyin likes to write so scratch that. i'd like to take horse riding lessons well junyin's already done that and i'm so old now the rest of the kids'll just come to class looking forward to laughing at me so scratch that. i'd like to take pictures, pictures that are non-emo and people are actually looking at the camera with no eyeshadow on them but still look gorgeous.well junyin takes pictures now, scratch that. i'd like to do so many things. everyone's done it before me there's nothing left for me to do. *mom's nagging, annoying* i can only dream of the things i wish i was good at. it aaint easy pursueing anything unique in s'pore. yea yea you critics out there say "if you want to do something, just do it no ones stopping you" (aka yingyu) but she doesnt understand what on earth its like to have an ambition and someone steal it away from you. it's a wonder why i havent given up yet. drums. yes i'm gonna do drums. *i'm not deaf mom i can bloody hear you*
no one in this family even respects me for who i am unless i'm benefiting them in some way. they all feel so safe and secure cause they know tanqijun's out there to make them feel better cause they actually think someone else is more pathetic than them. well screw you. screw my family.
maybe i'm just pms-ing
i cant find anything for my title, but since today's post will be about a typical day my title shall be what the badge on my computer table says on a everyday.
yes.yes it shall.
come to think of it. my typical day wasnt so "typical" at all. typical learning lab's compre was harder than usual. i took the other paper to write on rather than the typical report writing. went shopping with mom instead of heading down to church ( :( ) didnt park at a carpark. only bought one piece of clothing unlike other shopping trips where i'd buy a lot at one go then shop 2 months later. watched hbo for the first time in 2 weeks. new student came to class today. titus suddenly burst into class today. i thought the chicken and pork meal dad bought for dinner was duck. i'm blogging instead of writing more ionic equations. i'm writing about interesting things that happened today rather than complaining about it. *.
i should do that more often :D
today was ap. and i didnt go, sorry np.
i shall paint my nails red. to make me feel even better (; i'm superficial. whatever.
!
:-*
yesterday was the craziest incident i had at the airport ever
went after school to meet si en cause jy would be landing at 8.00pm
met at changi mrt. took 10 mins to find each other on the same platform.
another 15 to fix my screwed up hair in the toilet that made singapore's airport drop to second place in the world haha! nah the toilet was pretty super duper clean
studied at the aviation gellery. or rather, watched fed ex planes take off and attempted to count the number of windows on the SIA plane.
nono, i studied, i completed coordinate geometry, a english compre and part of si ens homework
we had no idea that we were sitting on the "weigh your luggage!" seat! thank god our heavy ( and i mean HEAVY) books were there with us, we did not weigh 104 kg in total
cute little boys no taller than my hips were running around
studying at the aviation gallery with a "no studying" sign outside = two thumbs up
haha there was seriously a sign that said "no studying" outside!
ate dinner with si ens family at a japanese restaurant. really cool pizza's!
dad called, "jie jie yao chu lai liao"
couldnt find belt 19
mind you i thought we were in terminal 1 but si en must have heard wrongly and brought me to terminal two!
dad called "ni zai na li? jie jie yao chu lai liao"
we rannnnnnnn the whole stretch of terminal 2 like idiots to catch the sky train and missed it anyway.
dad called "jie jie chu lai liao!"
ran out of the sky train and to belt 19 (looking like bigger idiots) only to find dad standing there with the other eager parents (and a very 'hot" david)
jy hadnt come out yet!
si en was wearing her gap jacket and i was wearing my red fox. we were both sweating like crazy! haha!
si en practically announcced to every one there about what we just did so everyone in terminal one and two probably knew it all too. haha!
met sean lee there. wow we all came from school. he came to the airport to get a free ride home.
i love my crazy cell
i love spending time with si en
i love being, ahem, spontaneous and adventurous (longer but more complimentary words of "crazy")
fetched jy to her art class
waited at a hawker centre near church with dad for about an hour and did coordinate geometry all over again :D
mmmmmmmmmmm nice almond drink (;
went home, laughed out loud with yy about noob pictures on fb
fell asleep to michael buble's "home" on my bed
and thats the best part
this post is just to replace the really crap one a last made. dont want my last post to seem as if i was some emo crashing-into-a-wall teen. haha!
facebook can rate "jaded" as my most commmonly used word in school. so much for expanding my vocab, i feel like a total suck up when i use new words. haha!
lit test tomorrow, i should be studying more, unfortunately mr searle is very limited in his notes. not in the amount of sweat he produces though...
this, shall train me to crap more, practice for my lit test. (;
i feel satisfied with my new pink pen!
not with my growing belly
no i'm not pregnant
saw a electronic pregnancy test featured in ad advert today! i was so surprised they didnt seem to have pregnancy tests ANYWHERE in singapore. much less one that;s electronic -!-
brendan's so cute, he;s using fb at p1 and is asking me how am i.
evidence i was a awesome group leadrer in kids camp 2009!
cant say the same for 2008 cause amos still frowns when he see's me. haha!
gone to get the last of the teeny apples to munch on... mmmmmmmm (:
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