Guess what I was doing all weekend!!!!!!!!!11!!
Having my soul sucked out by the computer, reading, um, the pdf of new moon.
SO. I'm inspired to come up with the trash index. Like the happiness index!
5.0-- romance novels with half-naked men/ women on them, bad fics.
4.5-- the new paper, gossip mags. oh and xiaxue.
4.0-- the straits times, soap operas, dan brown
3.5--meg cabot, twilight, Mitch Albom
3.0-- Harry Potter (haha yeah I'm biased xD) Christopher Paolini, Barry Lyga, an abundance of katherines
2.5-- Looking for alaska, David Levithan, Rachel Cohn, Paul Zindel, Garth Nix
2.0-- Asimov, Prachett, Gaiman, Water for elephants
1.5-- Ray Bradbury, Orson Scott Card
1.0-- Philip K. Dick, Arthur C. Clarke, Dumaurier, George Orwell
0.5-- People like Dickens, Hemingway, Wordsworth
There! *just realised that I don't read very much, out of F&SF* I'm prepared to defend any positions; waiting for a good argument/ discussion to come along.
In other matters, I'm having my social entrepreneurship option later. Let's just say in this class I finally understood what Kayley of the 5AG meant when she said she hated school because of the stupid people. I'm elitist! :(
Quote of the day!
FCT: Who's borrowed my 20cm ruler? I liked waving it at people and saying "Mine's stiffer than yours!"
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
You know it's bad when...
I don't feel like reading!
Really, I don't. Oh dear what is wrong. But I read an abundance of katherines over the weekend, so I'm kind of sick of YA at the moment. Katherines was good, and it made me think about purpose and mattering. [note to self: talk about this more] And also that I am happy to be a Dumper. (as opposed to a Dumpee) yay! oh I also have to post something very interesting that I remember but you have no reference to.
Back to reading. So today I walked into the library, and didn't feel up to anything except looking at the pictures in Crafts and Things, and this pie-making book. [this reminds me of a nerdfighter- kavithaispadfoot-- finding paper towns in her school library, though I don't think I can take another john green right now. It's like too much... david levithan or barry lyga-- you get tired and a little guilty about reading so much fluff] Sigh. What is wrong with me?! John Green and aforementioned YA people are good, really. And I really recommend you go read them. But it's something about the language or tone that gets to me. As in they are good if you, say, read ray bradbury before, but not philip k dick. Because I read Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? right before katherines... haha they are totally different things.
Anyway, to make sure I get done with Silent Spring, I'm not allowing myself to read The General in His Labyrinth (by the Garcia guy who wrote the very old man with enormous wings) until I'm done with it. Pffft. Silent Spring is taking forever! I swear it gives a whole new spin on the idea of a bio essay. oh gods screw the spelling /grammar right now it's 3am for pete's sake. I'm reading it at the same time as Lady Chatterley's, because... I can't read it in one sitting. Mostly because after the good smutty bits you can't think of anything else, so you have to put it down. When you pick it up again, you're more focused on the bigger thematic picture--which everyone seems to be missing, by the way. Granted, having a passionate affair with the gamekeeper is more sensational than gender/ class distinctions in the 1920s.
Ah this is getting to be longer than I expected. I need to learn how to swear properly! OK in catcher in the rye, holden knows how to swear, even though he just says "goddam" or "damn". And then in katherines, they go "fug", "fugging" and so forth. In Paul Zindel's The Pigman, lorraine makes john go @#$! which is used to great effect. I don't know what my point is. Oh yes my point is. that. writers should use swear words properly, when needed, and not just unrealistically restrict all the swearing to one character. Like the people who write those thriller novels that basically have the same plots.
I'm being arrogant today, aren't I? and making mean and sweeping assumptions. I'm becoming anti-nick, just like anti-helena in the Mirrormask, the complete opposite of my past self. Rawr. Next thing you know, I'll have Other Mothers and inherit a whole alternate universe, and a savior named Valentine who works in a circus.
I don't feel like reading!
Really, I don't. Oh dear what is wrong. But I read an abundance of katherines over the weekend, so I'm kind of sick of YA at the moment. Katherines was good, and it made me think about purpose and mattering. [note to self: talk about this more] And also that I am happy to be a Dumper. (as opposed to a Dumpee) yay! oh I also have to post something very interesting that I remember but you have no reference to.
Back to reading. So today I walked into the library, and didn't feel up to anything except looking at the pictures in Crafts and Things, and this pie-making book. [this reminds me of a nerdfighter- kavithaispadfoot-- finding paper towns in her school library, though I don't think I can take another john green right now. It's like too much... david levithan or barry lyga-- you get tired and a little guilty about reading so much fluff] Sigh. What is wrong with me?! John Green and aforementioned YA people are good, really. And I really recommend you go read them. But it's something about the language or tone that gets to me. As in they are good if you, say, read ray bradbury before, but not philip k dick. Because I read Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? right before katherines... haha they are totally different things.
Anyway, to make sure I get done with Silent Spring, I'm not allowing myself to read The General in His Labyrinth (by the Garcia guy who wrote the very old man with enormous wings) until I'm done with it. Pffft. Silent Spring is taking forever! I swear it gives a whole new spin on the idea of a bio essay. oh gods screw the spelling /grammar right now it's 3am for pete's sake. I'm reading it at the same time as Lady Chatterley's, because... I can't read it in one sitting. Mostly because after the good smutty bits you can't think of anything else, so you have to put it down. When you pick it up again, you're more focused on the bigger thematic picture--which everyone seems to be missing, by the way. Granted, having a passionate affair with the gamekeeper is more sensational than gender/ class distinctions in the 1920s.
Ah this is getting to be longer than I expected. I need to learn how to swear properly! OK in catcher in the rye, holden knows how to swear, even though he just says "goddam" or "damn". And then in katherines, they go "fug", "fugging" and so forth. In Paul Zindel's The Pigman, lorraine makes john go @#$! which is used to great effect. I don't know what my point is. Oh yes my point is. that. writers should use swear words properly, when needed, and not just unrealistically restrict all the swearing to one character. Like the people who write those thriller novels that basically have the same plots.
I'm being arrogant today, aren't I? and making mean and sweeping assumptions. I'm becoming anti-nick, just like anti-helena in the Mirrormask, the complete opposite of my past self. Rawr. Next thing you know, I'll have Other Mothers and inherit a whole alternate universe, and a savior named Valentine who works in a circus.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
It seems like I've been posting so much these days. But it'll probably be inconsistent anyways so don't count on me posting anymore this week. Will be spending lots of free time in school, so I'll probably use the time to do math/ chinese/ endless list of writing things. I swear I would miss all the deadlines if I ever worked at a newspaper, and end up being fired.
Today we gave the room over. It was sad. and funny, strangely. Ah, good thing esther didn't make them cane themselves. It would have been so, so wrong. I mean more wrong than our demands for flesh. I'm being sick aren't I? I hope noone reads this. They would think red cross was undermining people's human rights, and that we were torturing people like in guantanamo bay. It was very funny, though. We made a scene of ourselves *sigh* 7 of us on the two tables, and then *someone who wishes her name not to be mentioned* said that there would be a dent in the middle. I didn't realise so many of us fit on there, actually. haha no wonder people got scared.
And then some yearmates got tired just standing there and laughing, I wonder why. It was so insane because before that yearmates were having... lots of fun taking pictures with odd props in odd places in odd positions.
Made me sad again, but also I think if you want to take off a band-aid, it's better to rip the bleeding thing off quickly, and not peel it off slowly, bit by bit. We'll still have each other. And tcamp and facomp to look forward to. We've got to get used to this, people! Talk about separation anxiety.
Today we gave the room over. It was sad. and funny, strangely. Ah, good thing esther didn't make them cane themselves. It would have been so, so wrong. I mean more wrong than our demands for flesh. I'm being sick aren't I? I hope noone reads this. They would think red cross was undermining people's human rights, and that we were torturing people like in guantanamo bay. It was very funny, though. We made a scene of ourselves *sigh* 7 of us on the two tables, and then *someone who wishes her name not to be mentioned* said that there would be a dent in the middle. I didn't realise so many of us fit on there, actually. haha no wonder people got scared.
And then some yearmates got tired just standing there and laughing, I wonder why. It was so insane because before that yearmates were having... lots of fun taking pictures with odd props in odd places in odd positions.
Made me sad again, but also I think if you want to take off a band-aid, it's better to rip the bleeding thing off quickly, and not peel it off slowly, bit by bit. We'll still have each other. And tcamp and facomp to look forward to. We've got to get used to this, people! Talk about separation anxiety.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
hello.
Yesterday I said I would say more today, but huiqi's kind of sums it up, so yeah. It's settled a little, like sediment. It was so bad because I kept on being distracted by pop thoughts in the worst times ever, like during tuition, and then now when it really needs to come, it's stuck. I think I'd like putting out my thoughts on this here to keep a record, but I would have to not say the entire thing, so then I'd have to rehash everything again privately. Sorry I'm not making sense.
I foresee a lot of writing in the future, but I really really have to MAKE myself do it because now I desperately want something to read. Even though I've got my stack of F&SF mags, they are a last resort. But I need to refer to the actual books [alaska, catcher] to write the review so it's a good source of motivation when I can't borrow new books without returning the books to review and I can't return those until I have actually written the review.
POP thoughts are coming, slowly. So huiqi talked about thursday until she and some other yearmates left for lunch, and esther and I stayed back. And then I finished my rcv present. Yongruoxi came, and finished her evac thing, and then both esther and ruoxi did the chocolates, which were quite pretty, though later on the secthrees were too smart to get tricked. And then I think jane came and finished her present, joan came, then liangsi and jiaying. They finished the notes [wow the juniors have a large lucky stack to read each xD] and the other baton presents.
So we didn't feel like taking the train to aloha changi, and took cabs, 4 of us in each, and on the way junru called esther to complain about being early, lol. Arrived at the chalet, ate lunch [thanks, sihui!] {damn I still owe ruoxi and esther money} and waited for the juniors to settle in, haha and gave them time to stick the pads on the door. [a tampon could have symbolised... fly?]
Okay and then things happened, evon and I scored at cluedo :D even though it's been a long time since I last played and I forgot the rules >< carey's team could have won, actually, because I forgot that you didn't have to be in the particular room to guess the correct suspect/ weapon/ location. Ah, boring technicalities. I suppose you're waiting for something more scandalous, gossipy or interesting. Sadly I'm never directly involved in these things, although I am very good at passing on gossip.
So anyway I'll skip to after present-giving. I brought my sleeping bag! and didn't use it. Not that I expected to, of course, but I had the feeling yearmates would forget, and last year everyone just pulled out all the sleeping bags available to use so I thought someone would use it but no one did. I brought my sleeping bag last year and didn't use it either, lol. I slept on the road! This entry is getting to be very informative, isn't it? Oh haha and I found out how easy it was to come up with crap. But of course this entire blog is testament to that.
Because I fully intended not to sleep, I found people to stay up all night (well, almost) and talk to. So at 12.50 yingling fiona adeline and I went out to the sitting room, where yingling could watch Fahrenheit on yulebaifenbai at 1am. I love late night tv, but all the good late night shows are on cable, like ugly betty. On a side note, jiayan was complaining about the lack of a dvd player or a laptop on which to watch shows on, and I agreed with her, because channel 8/ u dramas are AWFUL. But then again if we did have a dvd player, it would kind of stop people from talking, which is a bad thing.
Then after farenheit came out, siling joined in the conversation/ roundtable discussion, and we talked and talked and talked and talked. Esther sihui and joan dropped in a while, but mostly because the couches were 10 times more comfortable than in the room (my sleeping bag is comfy!) or the room was too cold or that there wasn't any space in it. Which was ironic because one of the reasons that we wanted to give the secones the room was that we thought it wasn't safe for them to sleep out in the open. (and lots of us slept in the open, and huiqi took unglam pictures -.-)
Around about 3.40am we got exhausted by talking, and started crapping. And we are all good at that! Adeline got tired, so did siling, and they fell asleep. Joan and sihui kind of migrated a little during the night, and esther ended up on the floor (oops!) Around 4.15 or so we thought it was a good idea to steal all the sofa cushions and put them on the floor because there was more space to spread out. I got excited, (so did yingling) and pulled out everything :D There was more space on the floor, but I didn't feel like sleeping on the smelly sofa cushions, and ended up embarrassing myself in front of the juniors by doing handstands -.- I mean after a certain time, if I stay up late, I go a little crazy. Or maybe more than a little.
haha then after pulling all of the cushions out it was hard to figure out how to put them back, because we were all kind of hungover by then, and I was giggling a little too noisily. The morning after, it was reported that people could hear our voices the whole night. [sorry everyone who wanted to sleep! Because I've had people talking when I wanted to sleep and I know how irritating it gets.] But I supposed yearmates got to sleep like logs and woke up at 8 xD Some secones were awake and trying to entertain themselves at 5am ><
So at 5 yingling fiona and I went on our long-awaited walk. Heard someone play dance music on the speakers in another chalet, and I actually thought there was a party I could join, and a lone person with a laptop and speakers was kind of a letdown. Found the beach path which had a lovely view of the sea, and we sat down in the sea breeze and waited for the sunrise. It was quiet, and in fiona's words, "romantic". Napped a little till it was too cold, then went to sit at a bench near a barbecue pit to sleep somemore. Gave up on waiting for the sunrise, and went back to the chalet to discover that we had waited for an hour by the sea. Yingling and fiona had the patience to wait for the elusive sun, and I gave up and collapsed into a sofa seat and slept for approximately an hour, and sleepily said good morning to evon.
Went back to the beach path briefly at 7 in the morning to look for my phone, which turned out to have fallen in between the sofa cushions -.- but it was nice getting a look of the sea anyway.
So ends my eventful night, and this is for everyone who was wondering what we were up to xD
Personally I know yingling will talk about the more important things on her blog, but I'm still hesitant to talk about emo stuff here, because unintended things might escape from my cavernous mouth. Just wanted to say that talking was very enjoyable, and waking up to the company of yearmates was a very warm and fuzzy feeling indeed. I didn't think that juniors would cry for us, and their items were very sweet(: and haha sometimes literally sweet, with the abundance of flying sugar bombs. Will be missing rgsrcy lots and lots, especially the juniors. Thanks for all the presents (they looked like they took a whole lot of effort to make, for all 27 of us) "whenever you remember" has been playing in my head all day!
Yesterday I said I would say more today, but huiqi's kind of sums it up, so yeah. It's settled a little, like sediment. It was so bad because I kept on being distracted by pop thoughts in the worst times ever, like during tuition, and then now when it really needs to come, it's stuck. I think I'd like putting out my thoughts on this here to keep a record, but I would have to not say the entire thing, so then I'd have to rehash everything again privately. Sorry I'm not making sense.
I foresee a lot of writing in the future, but I really really have to MAKE myself do it because now I desperately want something to read. Even though I've got my stack of F&SF mags, they are a last resort. But I need to refer to the actual books [alaska, catcher] to write the review so it's a good source of motivation when I can't borrow new books without returning the books to review and I can't return those until I have actually written the review.
POP thoughts are coming, slowly. So huiqi talked about thursday until she and some other yearmates left for lunch, and esther and I stayed back. And then I finished my rcv present. Yongruoxi came, and finished her evac thing, and then both esther and ruoxi did the chocolates, which were quite pretty, though later on the secthrees were too smart to get tricked. And then I think jane came and finished her present, joan came, then liangsi and jiaying. They finished the notes [wow the juniors have a large lucky stack to read each xD] and the other baton presents.
So we didn't feel like taking the train to aloha changi, and took cabs, 4 of us in each, and on the way junru called esther to complain about being early, lol. Arrived at the chalet, ate lunch [thanks, sihui!] {damn I still owe ruoxi and esther money} and waited for the juniors to settle in, haha and gave them time to stick the pads on the door. [a tampon could have symbolised... fly?]
Okay and then things happened, evon and I scored at cluedo :D even though it's been a long time since I last played and I forgot the rules >< carey's team could have won, actually, because I forgot that you didn't have to be in the particular room to guess the correct suspect/ weapon/ location. Ah, boring technicalities. I suppose you're waiting for something more scandalous, gossipy or interesting. Sadly I'm never directly involved in these things, although I am very good at passing on gossip.
So anyway I'll skip to after present-giving. I brought my sleeping bag! and didn't use it. Not that I expected to, of course, but I had the feeling yearmates would forget, and last year everyone just pulled out all the sleeping bags available to use so I thought someone would use it but no one did. I brought my sleeping bag last year and didn't use it either, lol. I slept on the road! This entry is getting to be very informative, isn't it? Oh haha and I found out how easy it was to come up with crap. But of course this entire blog is testament to that.
Because I fully intended not to sleep, I found people to stay up all night (well, almost) and talk to. So at 12.50 yingling fiona adeline and I went out to the sitting room, where yingling could watch Fahrenheit on yulebaifenbai at 1am. I love late night tv, but all the good late night shows are on cable, like ugly betty. On a side note, jiayan was complaining about the lack of a dvd player or a laptop on which to watch shows on, and I agreed with her, because channel 8/ u dramas are AWFUL. But then again if we did have a dvd player, it would kind of stop people from talking, which is a bad thing.
Then after farenheit came out, siling joined in the conversation/ roundtable discussion, and we talked and talked and talked and talked. Esther sihui and joan dropped in a while, but mostly because the couches were 10 times more comfortable than in the room (my sleeping bag is comfy!) or the room was too cold or that there wasn't any space in it. Which was ironic because one of the reasons that we wanted to give the secones the room was that we thought it wasn't safe for them to sleep out in the open. (and lots of us slept in the open, and huiqi took unglam pictures -.-)
Around about 3.40am we got exhausted by talking, and started crapping. And we are all good at that! Adeline got tired, so did siling, and they fell asleep. Joan and sihui kind of migrated a little during the night, and esther ended up on the floor (oops!) Around 4.15 or so we thought it was a good idea to steal all the sofa cushions and put them on the floor because there was more space to spread out. I got excited, (so did yingling) and pulled out everything :D There was more space on the floor, but I didn't feel like sleeping on the smelly sofa cushions, and ended up embarrassing myself in front of the juniors by doing handstands -.- I mean after a certain time, if I stay up late, I go a little crazy. Or maybe more than a little.
haha then after pulling all of the cushions out it was hard to figure out how to put them back, because we were all kind of hungover by then, and I was giggling a little too noisily. The morning after, it was reported that people could hear our voices the whole night. [sorry everyone who wanted to sleep! Because I've had people talking when I wanted to sleep and I know how irritating it gets.] But I supposed yearmates got to sleep like logs and woke up at 8 xD Some secones were awake and trying to entertain themselves at 5am ><
So at 5 yingling fiona and I went on our long-awaited walk. Heard someone play dance music on the speakers in another chalet, and I actually thought there was a party I could join, and a lone person with a laptop and speakers was kind of a letdown. Found the beach path which had a lovely view of the sea, and we sat down in the sea breeze and waited for the sunrise. It was quiet, and in fiona's words, "romantic". Napped a little till it was too cold, then went to sit at a bench near a barbecue pit to sleep somemore. Gave up on waiting for the sunrise, and went back to the chalet to discover that we had waited for an hour by the sea. Yingling and fiona had the patience to wait for the elusive sun, and I gave up and collapsed into a sofa seat and slept for approximately an hour, and sleepily said good morning to evon.
Went back to the beach path briefly at 7 in the morning to look for my phone, which turned out to have fallen in between the sofa cushions -.- but it was nice getting a look of the sea anyway.
So ends my eventful night, and this is for everyone who was wondering what we were up to xD
Personally I know yingling will talk about the more important things on her blog, but I'm still hesitant to talk about emo stuff here, because unintended things might escape from my cavernous mouth. Just wanted to say that talking was very enjoyable, and waking up to the company of yearmates was a very warm and fuzzy feeling indeed. I didn't think that juniors would cry for us, and their items were very sweet(: and haha sometimes literally sweet, with the abundance of flying sugar bombs. Will be missing rgsrcy lots and lots, especially the juniors. Thanks for all the presents (they looked like they took a whole lot of effort to make, for all 27 of us) "whenever you remember" has been playing in my head all day!
Saturday, September 06, 2008
*sigh* had last pop chalet today, and huiqi's blog is very appropriate. go read!
Not posting much today; I think it needs another day to simmer, and I should sleep early. (haha slept for an hour or so today from 6am to 7+ on the comfy comfy couches)
Defining moment, when we were doing year item-
siling (on my left): Oh shit mona's crying. Okay everyone don't cry. *squeezes my shoulder and promptly begins to cry herself*
esther (on my right): *makes sobby noises and continues to sing*
me: *starts panicking, because esther isn't the crying kind, and proceeds to laugh/ cry/ sing/ stop self from crying, all at the same time. *
And then afterwards we talked from 1am-5am-
me: ooh we're having a roundtable discussion!
fiona: No, the table is rectangular.
Really, we only started to talk crap around 3.45, when siling fell asleep.
MOAR TOMORROW/ LATER. have to do this justice.
In other matters, I'm done with catcher in the rye and looking for alaska, both books with boys in boarding schools in them. Strangely, despite the fact that they were written 60 years apart, the themes are very much similar. Will be saving the reviews for cats classified. [I desperately need the munny, after pop presents.]
Not posting much today; I think it needs another day to simmer, and I should sleep early. (haha slept for an hour or so today from 6am to 7+ on the comfy comfy couches)
Defining moment, when we were doing year item-
siling (on my left): Oh shit mona's crying. Okay everyone don't cry. *squeezes my shoulder and promptly begins to cry herself*
esther (on my right): *makes sobby noises and continues to sing*
me: *starts panicking, because esther isn't the crying kind, and proceeds to laugh/ cry/ sing/ stop self from crying, all at the same time. *
And then afterwards we talked from 1am-5am-
me: ooh we're having a roundtable discussion!
fiona: No, the table is rectangular.
Really, we only started to talk crap around 3.45, when siling fell asleep.
MOAR TOMORROW/ LATER. have to do this justice.
In other matters, I'm done with catcher in the rye and looking for alaska, both books with boys in boarding schools in them. Strangely, despite the fact that they were written 60 years apart, the themes are very much similar. Will be saving the reviews for cats classified. [I desperately need the munny, after pop presents.]
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