From this experience of filling in forms for Student Council, I now learn a very important lesson in life: I can never work as a prostitute.
Because I can't sell myself.
Important Life skill learnt? I think so.
(Annoying MLIA-style posting? I THINK SO.)
Haha, I just have to add this, Melissa is hilarious.
(Rei-En) Dive to the World says: Haha,f o rcouncil the form. SO RETARDED AN ANSWER.
Melissa says: yes omg make yourself sound better pls
(Rei-En) Dive to the World says: LIKE? IDK HOWWWWW.
Melissa says: I always help old ladies cross the road
-cut-
Melissa says: NO Say you are responsible or smth like i always make it a point to help old ladies at the old folks home near my house as i promised them i'll go there every week i buy chicken's essence to give them
(Rei-En) Dive to the World says: I'm not a prostitute. I WON'T SELL MYSELF.
#24. This is where I wish I were a Twitard and fell in love with the book just because it was mentioned in Twilight
Sunday, February 21, 2010
So, being the lazy ass I am, I went to Wiki the plot of Wuthering Heights. I mean, I'm reading it as well, but GOSH, WHY IS IT SO ANNOYING? I swear, I'm going to end up failing Lit because there's no way I can analyze the book if I'm taking a million years to get what the dude's trying to say in this bloody roundabout way of writing, GOSH I REGRET LIT. Well, no not really, but I'm going to drown in my shallow pool of shallowness-- see, that didn't even make sense.
Wuthering Heights reads like a bloody soap opera, omg. I'm waiting for the bit which has incest or pedophillia, because we all know that happens in soap operas, and how Catherine's kid is called Catherine.
Okay, I just finished it. (The Wiki article, not the book. =.=)
WHAT, WHAT IS THIS. WHAT IS THIS. GOSH, WHAT IS THIS. WHY IS THIS SORT OF BS A CLASSIC? IT'S A FREAKING SOAP OPERA, OMG. THIS IS BS, OMG, WHAT IS THIS. WHY DO I HAVE TO READ THIS SORT OF SOAP OPERA BS?
I'm glad he's dead. At least SOMEONE dies this time, not like Whale Rider where Kahu lived happily ever after.
#22. I can't think of anything this is just too cute, omg!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
8059 When the movie had ended, something in the dark room felt too heavy for Gokudera to move, so he just sat in place, his leg warm against Yamamoto's, their shoulders together, his hand on Yamamoto's knee. He just sat there and let the credits roll over the sinister violin score.
Finally, Yamamoto cleared his throat, and he let one cool, tentative hand drift down to cover the one that Gokudera had rested on his knee. "You guys play a pretty dangerous game," he said.
Gokudera tensed, then shivered when he felt Yamamoto's fingers slide between his own."Yeah," he said, "we do."
I swear I wasted half my day (okay, not really) reading a million 8059 fics by pollinia. WHY IS SHE SO FREAKING GREAT? OMG, she makes 8059 cuter than they already are, and I think I've spent the whole day KHR-marathoning. I mean, I watched at least 5 episodes of KHR straight, and that's just FREAKY because I have never done that ever with anything... Except maybe Power Rangers.
And OMG, bloody hell, the Ring Conflict has got me shipping Bel/Mammon, WTF. Because they are like practically together for the entire of the Sky Ring Battle, and Bel was like, HMMM, I RATHER GO SAVE MAMMON THAN THE LEVI/LUSSURIA-DUDE.
Oh, and other than KHR-ing the whole day. I HAVE BEEN STUDYING! *thunder strikes and omnimous music*
This just looks so darn pervy. Yamamoto: HEH HEH HEH.
Tsk, tsk, what are the animators of Reborn thinking? Psh, I suck at captioning, the LJ people are awesome. (See, how PG friendly I can be!, that wasn't even pervy at all.)
I had my first and last because I was horrible in it so I'm going to get kicked out, lol Dramafeste auditions today! It was epically fun and epically phail (knowing me --duh).
Note to self: Unleash inner Gloria and stop behaving like a wimp and being easily intimidated.
In the words of the ahem, 'wise' Xin Yi: AWONG POWAHHHH.
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR AND VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! Let's disregard the fact that this is super late past LOVE DAY and ORANGE DAY (well the first day of orange day anyway).
To celebrate the lovey-dovey mood, WHY DON'T WE LOOK AT MY OTP?
So, you can just skip all the way to about 0.40. WHERE YOU SEE THEM DOUBLE TEAM GAMMA/UNIMPORTANT PEOPLE. SEE HOW THEY WORK TOGETHER.
OMG. I feel so happy whenever I watch this. Such love.
Before I start saying anything, I would like to say that Sim Xin Yi is super duper gullible. Either that or she plays along with a lie really well.
Jie, I want you to know that: No, JCs aren't making their students donate blood every three months because there aren't enough voluntary blood donations. You're not going to be forced to donate your blood, you can keep your blood in your body cuz I know you like it that way.
Haha, you loser.
Anyway, I went to donate blood today. Sounds so cool right? WELL IT'S NOT.
Because I couldn't donate, like WTF. The amount of iron in your blood if you want to donate should be 12.5, and mine was 12.4. SO ANNOYING RIGHT! I was so annoyed when I couldn't donate cause I really really really want to donate my blood and we all know I'm too lazy to actually go for a blood donation outside school to donate!
I was waiting with Avinash for like 2/3+ hours. Haha, sitting in this boring room with a billion other people and a million of them jumping in front of us in the queue. It didn't feel that long though, but it was suuuuuper longggggg the amount of time we waited.
Haha, so I just stayed to watch Avinash donate blood. IT WAS SO COOL, OMG, SO FREAKING COOL. He said his stomach died when he saw the needle go into his vein, but it was bloody (hahaha, get the pun?) awesome for me since it wasn't my arm.
Anyway, my point is that, RAWR, WTF, I WANT TO DONATE BLOOD, OMG, I WANT TO DONATE BLOOD, WHY COULDN'T I DONATE? OMGGGG. And NO, I'M NOT ENTERTAINING ANY VAMPIRES.
I'm freaking out like crazy right now because the bloody Raffles CCA trials signups just ended and I didn't know, and they ended on SUNDAY so I can't sign up for any other trials which means I can't like sign up for any clubs (which I WANT TO) and since I can't, I'm going to end up like a CCA-less loser because no other CCA will accept me besides IDK, the JAPANESE CLUB or something????
I hate my life.
I'm going to crawl into a hole and cry myself till I die or whatever.
This is the last time you will hear of me until the next post.
I think I'm not fated to do Drama after Secondary School... or EVER. I'M SORRY AWONG, I'VE FAILED YOOOOOU!!! *kowtows*
Haha, so I went for the Dramafeste auditions yesteday, and they were alright, I suppose. Which BY THE WAY, isn't talk for: OMGGGG, IT WENT INSANELY WELL, I'M SO THE LEAD NOW BECAUSE WELL MY AUDITION WAS SO EPICALLY AWESOME THAT I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO FLY OFF TO BROADWAY/HOLLYWOOD/BECOME A POWER RANGER etc. It was like okay. BUT I STILL FAILED AWONG by being a dweeb.
I wish I could say I pulled a Gloria and became this supermegafoxyawesomehot (not that Gloria is awesome or hot, but she is like Megan Fox with her *ahem* well, you know what I mean, I'm keeping this blog PG-13 apart from the blatant Yaoi I've got all over this place) star who sings and acts and thrusts her cleavage all over the place dances... By the way, it's not fun making fun of Gloria if she isn't here to read it and defend herself with her GO AWAY/other lousy retorts. (I LOVE YOU BOSS. ♥;)
But it certainly went better than the Raffles Players auditions that I went for today... And died. BY THE WAY, their TSD Room PWNS. I hope the juniors get something as cool as theirs when the school is FINALLY renovated (then we can crash it and stay in there all day and be awesomecoolscary seniors we've never actually been). They've got SOFAS and a freaking BED in it, and bloody hell, it is bloody intimidating.
So I freaked out and died a horrible, traumatic, bloody death. (Bloody is true by the way, my finger was bleeding before I entered for some strange reason and I became Edward Cullen for like five seconds... Not the gay part, the sucking of human blood part, which he hardly does but whatever. Go eat Bella's womb or something.)
I think they think I'm this spastic, incoherent student who thinks she can do drama but fails epically at Drama (and at Life), and rambles too much who has too low self-esteem.
Which essentially is me in the nutshell.
SO HAH! GEOFF, I WAS MYSELF DURING MY AUDITION CUZ I SPAZZED OUT.
But nevermind, I'm hungry (haha, I realize I'm hungry most of the time when I'm posting) and I've got to skip to United Square to get dinner with my mum....
IN MY NEW RJC UNIFORM.
(I feel so freaking awesome by the way! And my OG folded the sleeves of my blouse for me because it's the RG/RJC way of wearing the school u. WELL, I'M A ST NICKS GIRL. WAS A ST NICKS GIRL, WHATEVER.
My sleeves are rolled up right now but it's only because I'm too lazy to unroll them.
Okay whatever, I'm hungry, BAI.)
PS: Haha, I realize my tag says See I'm still a DRAMA girl. I should change it to, SEE I FAIL AT DRAMA OMG I'M SORRY AWONG I LOVE DRAMA BUT I CMI.
#14. Tommy's lighting up the way for me (haha, inside jokes with myself ftw)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
I love how sporadic my posting is, and how nothing actually makes much sense because I'm too lazy to keep this thing alive, even though I really can, cuz now every time I go online, I essentially do nothing so I might as well do something and post on this. Wow, that was a long, disjointed, gramatically-challenged sentence. I think that one was one too as well.
(BTW. Screw you Xin for having almost completed your portfolio for CAP, I'm way too lazy to write one and I can picture myself not getting in already because I'm too lazy to do anything and/or I got rejected. Both have equal chances of coming true.)
So, anyway, I'm too lazy (haha, what a big surprise!) to tell you about my Orientation and how MR12/GRRRR IS THE BEST OG EVER BECAUSE WE WIN EVERYTHING, LIKE SERIOUSLY, WE PWN THE OTHERS or how MY CLASS IS NEVER AROUND AND I DON'T KNOW HALF THE PEOPLE'S NAMES IN THEM or how I MISS YOU GUYS (kinda), because well... I'm just too lazy to go into detail.
But anyway, I've signed up to audition for Dramafeste tomorrow. And holy shit, WE HAVE TO SING? So, I'm basically screwed for life since well, I'm not Gloria. And I'm going to pull the lamest thing ever and sing the batch song.
OR be gay and sing PART OF YOUR WORRRRRRLD from The Little Mermaid because I seriously love that movie and that song, and OMG, DID YOU HEAR DARREN CRISS'S ONE? I love it as much as 8059 loves each other. Which is a lot, and I get the feeling I've said this before.
So wish me luck tomorrow. Break a leg and all that shit.
Or that everyone else auditioning breaks their necks so by default I get the part.
Rei-En
16
30 July 1993
Singapore We were watching our lives pass us by
But then we were stopped by a shooting star
Now if we can just find something to believe in
then we can be stronger.
So I will take your trembling hand and bring you with me,
and we will grow stronger by walking against the wind.
--Boys and Girls, LM. C
and talk with your hips
Harem
Oh look at this, I'm no one's pimp. Let's disregard the fact that I'm too lazy to link anyone at the moment.
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#26. Now I ain't saying she's a Gold Digger
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
From this experience of filling in forms for Student Council, I now learn a very important lesson in life: I can never work as a prostitute.
Because I can't sell myself.
Important Life skill learnt? I think so.
(Annoying MLIA-style posting? I THINK SO.)
Haha, I just have to add this, Melissa is hilarious.
(Rei-En) Dive to the World says: Haha,f o rcouncil the form. SO RETARDED AN ANSWER.
Melissa says: yes omg make yourself sound better pls
(Rei-En) Dive to the World says: LIKE? IDK HOWWWWW.
Melissa says: I always help old ladies cross the road
-cut-
Melissa says: NO Say you are responsible or smth like i always make it a point to help old ladies at the old folks home near my house as i promised them i'll go there every week i buy chicken's essence to give them
(Rei-En) Dive to the World says: I'm not a prostitute. I WON'T SELL MYSELF.
#24. This is where I wish I were a Twitard and fell in love with the book just because it was mentioned in Twilight
Sunday, February 21, 2010
So, being the lazy ass I am, I went to Wiki the plot of Wuthering Heights. I mean, I'm reading it as well, but GOSH, WHY IS IT SO ANNOYING? I swear, I'm going to end up failing Lit because there's no way I can analyze the book if I'm taking a million years to get what the dude's trying to say in this bloody roundabout way of writing, GOSH I REGRET LIT. Well, no not really, but I'm going to drown in my shallow pool of shallowness-- see, that didn't even make sense.
Wuthering Heights reads like a bloody soap opera, omg. I'm waiting for the bit which has incest or pedophillia, because we all know that happens in soap operas, and how Catherine's kid is called Catherine.
Okay, I just finished it. (The Wiki article, not the book. =.=)
WHAT, WHAT IS THIS. WHAT IS THIS. GOSH, WHAT IS THIS. WHY IS THIS SORT OF BS A CLASSIC? IT'S A FREAKING SOAP OPERA, OMG. THIS IS BS, OMG, WHAT IS THIS. WHY DO I HAVE TO READ THIS SORT OF SOAP OPERA BS?
I'm glad he's dead. At least SOMEONE dies this time, not like Whale Rider where Kahu lived happily ever after.
#22. I can't think of anything this is just too cute, omg!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
8059 When the movie had ended, something in the dark room felt too heavy for Gokudera to move, so he just sat in place, his leg warm against Yamamoto's, their shoulders together, his hand on Yamamoto's knee. He just sat there and let the credits roll over the sinister violin score.
Finally, Yamamoto cleared his throat, and he let one cool, tentative hand drift down to cover the one that Gokudera had rested on his knee. "You guys play a pretty dangerous game," he said.
Gokudera tensed, then shivered when he felt Yamamoto's fingers slide between his own."Yeah," he said, "we do."
I swear I wasted half my day (okay, not really) reading a million 8059 fics by pollinia. WHY IS SHE SO FREAKING GREAT? OMG, she makes 8059 cuter than they already are, and I think I've spent the whole day KHR-marathoning. I mean, I watched at least 5 episodes of KHR straight, and that's just FREAKY because I have never done that ever with anything... Except maybe Power Rangers.
And OMG, bloody hell, the Ring Conflict has got me shipping Bel/Mammon, WTF. Because they are like practically together for the entire of the Sky Ring Battle, and Bel was like, HMMM, I RATHER GO SAVE MAMMON THAN THE LEVI/LUSSURIA-DUDE.
Oh, and other than KHR-ing the whole day. I HAVE BEEN STUDYING! *thunder strikes and omnimous music*
This just looks so darn pervy. Yamamoto: HEH HEH HEH.
Tsk, tsk, what are the animators of Reborn thinking? Psh, I suck at captioning, the LJ people are awesome. (See, how PG friendly I can be!, that wasn't even pervy at all.)
I had my first and last because I was horrible in it so I'm going to get kicked out, lol Dramafeste auditions today! It was epically fun and epically phail (knowing me --duh).
Note to self: Unleash inner Gloria and stop behaving like a wimp and being easily intimidated.
In the words of the ahem, 'wise' Xin Yi: AWONG POWAHHHH.
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR AND VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! Let's disregard the fact that this is super late past LOVE DAY and ORANGE DAY (well the first day of orange day anyway).
To celebrate the lovey-dovey mood, WHY DON'T WE LOOK AT MY OTP?
So, you can just skip all the way to about 0.40. WHERE YOU SEE THEM DOUBLE TEAM GAMMA/UNIMPORTANT PEOPLE. SEE HOW THEY WORK TOGETHER.
OMG. I feel so happy whenever I watch this. Such love.
Before I start saying anything, I would like to say that Sim Xin Yi is super duper gullible. Either that or she plays along with a lie really well.
Jie, I want you to know that: No, JCs aren't making their students donate blood every three months because there aren't enough voluntary blood donations. You're not going to be forced to donate your blood, you can keep your blood in your body cuz I know you like it that way.
Haha, you loser.
Anyway, I went to donate blood today. Sounds so cool right? WELL IT'S NOT.
Because I couldn't donate, like WTF. The amount of iron in your blood if you want to donate should be 12.5, and mine was 12.4. SO ANNOYING RIGHT! I was so annoyed when I couldn't donate cause I really really really want to donate my blood and we all know I'm too lazy to actually go for a blood donation outside school to donate!
I was waiting with Avinash for like 2/3+ hours. Haha, sitting in this boring room with a billion other people and a million of them jumping in front of us in the queue. It didn't feel that long though, but it was suuuuuper longggggg the amount of time we waited.
Haha, so I just stayed to watch Avinash donate blood. IT WAS SO COOL, OMG, SO FREAKING COOL. He said his stomach died when he saw the needle go into his vein, but it was bloody (hahaha, get the pun?) awesome for me since it wasn't my arm.
Anyway, my point is that, RAWR, WTF, I WANT TO DONATE BLOOD, OMG, I WANT TO DONATE BLOOD, WHY COULDN'T I DONATE? OMGGGG. And NO, I'M NOT ENTERTAINING ANY VAMPIRES.
I'm freaking out like crazy right now because the bloody Raffles CCA trials signups just ended and I didn't know, and they ended on SUNDAY so I can't sign up for any other trials which means I can't like sign up for any clubs (which I WANT TO) and since I can't, I'm going to end up like a CCA-less loser because no other CCA will accept me besides IDK, the JAPANESE CLUB or something????
I hate my life.
I'm going to crawl into a hole and cry myself till I die or whatever.
This is the last time you will hear of me until the next post.
I think I'm not fated to do Drama after Secondary School... or EVER. I'M SORRY AWONG, I'VE FAILED YOOOOOU!!! *kowtows*
Haha, so I went for the Dramafeste auditions yesteday, and they were alright, I suppose. Which BY THE WAY, isn't talk for: OMGGGG, IT WENT INSANELY WELL, I'M SO THE LEAD NOW BECAUSE WELL MY AUDITION WAS SO EPICALLY AWESOME THAT I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO FLY OFF TO BROADWAY/HOLLYWOOD/BECOME A POWER RANGER etc. It was like okay. BUT I STILL FAILED AWONG by being a dweeb.
I wish I could say I pulled a Gloria and became this supermegafoxyawesomehot (not that Gloria is awesome or hot, but she is like Megan Fox with her *ahem* well, you know what I mean, I'm keeping this blog PG-13 apart from the blatant Yaoi I've got all over this place) star who sings and acts and thrusts her cleavage all over the place dances... By the way, it's not fun making fun of Gloria if she isn't here to read it and defend herself with her GO AWAY/other lousy retorts. (I LOVE YOU BOSS. ♥;)
But it certainly went better than the Raffles Players auditions that I went for today... And died. BY THE WAY, their TSD Room PWNS. I hope the juniors get something as cool as theirs when the school is FINALLY renovated (then we can crash it and stay in there all day and be awesomecoolscary seniors we've never actually been). They've got SOFAS and a freaking BED in it, and bloody hell, it is bloody intimidating.
So I freaked out and died a horrible, traumatic, bloody death. (Bloody is true by the way, my finger was bleeding before I entered for some strange reason and I became Edward Cullen for like five seconds... Not the gay part, the sucking of human blood part, which he hardly does but whatever. Go eat Bella's womb or something.)
I think they think I'm this spastic, incoherent student who thinks she can do drama but fails epically at Drama (and at Life), and rambles too much who has too low self-esteem.
Which essentially is me in the nutshell.
SO HAH! GEOFF, I WAS MYSELF DURING MY AUDITION CUZ I SPAZZED OUT.
But nevermind, I'm hungry (haha, I realize I'm hungry most of the time when I'm posting) and I've got to skip to United Square to get dinner with my mum....
IN MY NEW RJC UNIFORM.
(I feel so freaking awesome by the way! And my OG folded the sleeves of my blouse for me because it's the RG/RJC way of wearing the school u. WELL, I'M A ST NICKS GIRL. WAS A ST NICKS GIRL, WHATEVER.
My sleeves are rolled up right now but it's only because I'm too lazy to unroll them.
Okay whatever, I'm hungry, BAI.)
PS: Haha, I realize my tag says See I'm still a DRAMA girl. I should change it to, SEE I FAIL AT DRAMA OMG I'M SORRY AWONG I LOVE DRAMA BUT I CMI.
#14. Tommy's lighting up the way for me (haha, inside jokes with myself ftw)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
I love how sporadic my posting is, and how nothing actually makes much sense because I'm too lazy to keep this thing alive, even though I really can, cuz now every time I go online, I essentially do nothing so I might as well do something and post on this. Wow, that was a long, disjointed, gramatically-challenged sentence. I think that one was one too as well.
(BTW. Screw you Xin for having almost completed your portfolio for CAP, I'm way too lazy to write one and I can picture myself not getting in already because I'm too lazy to do anything and/or I got rejected. Both have equal chances of coming true.)
So, anyway, I'm too lazy (haha, what a big surprise!) to tell you about my Orientation and how MR12/GRRRR IS THE BEST OG EVER BECAUSE WE WIN EVERYTHING, LIKE SERIOUSLY, WE PWN THE OTHERS or how MY CLASS IS NEVER AROUND AND I DON'T KNOW HALF THE PEOPLE'S NAMES IN THEM or how I MISS YOU GUYS (kinda), because well... I'm just too lazy to go into detail.
But anyway, I've signed up to audition for Dramafeste tomorrow. And holy shit, WE HAVE TO SING? So, I'm basically screwed for life since well, I'm not Gloria. And I'm going to pull the lamest thing ever and sing the batch song.
OR be gay and sing PART OF YOUR WORRRRRRLD from The Little Mermaid because I seriously love that movie and that song, and OMG, DID YOU HEAR DARREN CRISS'S ONE? I love it as much as 8059 loves each other. Which is a lot, and I get the feeling I've said this before.
So wish me luck tomorrow. Break a leg and all that shit.
Or that everyone else auditioning breaks their necks so by default I get the part.
Oh look at this, I'm no one's pimp.
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