Monday, October 31, 2005
many a time, my facial expression really does exaggerate my emotions a little too much. right, i was freaggin pissed by that ball of lard. that bunch of seniors in my management accounting (more affectionately called as 'ma' by smu students) class got on my nerves when they displayed their sissy side by gossiping when i glared at that 'ball of lard'. yes, that 'ball of lard' is a senior. yes, he pissed me off by shooting nonsensical questions. but no, i wasn't exactly that pissed off. my face exaggerated it. but i don't care. at least my face makes me look happier than i really am, and that makes people around me glad too.
yay!! my ma project went extremely well. except for that 'ball of lard' interrupting my delirium. haha. but who cares? kudos to shuowen, her dad, samantha and vienna!! our presentation made prof sam han praise us right after we ended our presentation. yeeeeeeeeppppppssss!!!!!!
mr brussell sprout replied, "yes.. brandon..here..you want to go?will try help you find out about the play.."
firstly, bad grammar. (: hurhur. secondly, i inferred that he hesitated quite a bit while typing this sms. (note: brandon..here..) lastly, he is a bastard
oh and by the way, mr 'fall to pieces'/mftp/mr brussell sprout has now been given yet another name: mr 'not sure'. his birthday falls on 4 december 1990.mandy's friends: i would like to bring the following paragraph to your attention. it should be of extreme interest to you all. any queries should be directed to mandy. she will be happy to answer your questions. (:
splashed on the headlines of newspapers all across the globe: PRISONER TODD AND PRINCESS JESSICA MET AGAIN!!
yay. it was a joyious happening. princess jessica and her entourage made an unexpected visit to the newly furnished prison grounds. prisoner todd was diligently doing his assigned work, when the arrival of her royal highness overwhelmed him with delirium. he couldn't help but break into a big smile and a series of giggles. but to avoid being too obvious, he turned his back towards her. unfortunately, one of the people chaperoning her caught him red-handed. (aww...) the visit continued with prisoner todd doing his assignment half-heartedly, whilst stealing glances of princess jessica. the resplendent lady was also enamoured by the plebeian prisoner. (once again, aww...) after an hour or so, prisoner todd elatedly finished his assignment, and quickly took position on a chair near princess jessica's pedestal. this time, he didn't attempt to make anything oblivious, instead choosing to stare straight at her. this triggered the blood vessels on her cheeks to swell. they shared some eye contact, and sadly, princess jessica had to take her leave. prisoner todd stared helplessly at her departure, and could only suffer from one of the most undesirable emotions in the universe - forlorn. (to end it off, aww...) let me quote javier: "heart beats a little bit faster".
mandy requested for her to be quoted, "ps (plaza singapura) is in town but not a very town-y place."
acs (independent) is going co-educational!! no way. i am sure many will concur that. how can they admit girls into acs? many girls look up to them as pedestal beings and worship the grounds they walk on. haha. okay, i am totally exaggerating here. girls are not that weak at all. we have our pride. guys can go and worship the grounds girls walk, but not the other way round. nonetheless, it is no doubt that they do provide eye candy (basically, isn't that the most essential reason for the existence of guys? they have no usefulness, other than making life easier for females). haha. now, some lucky girls are going to enjoy that daily. no wait, the standard of their looks will drop, i predict. sour grapes. bah.
ps: egoistic males shouldn't take that seriously. it was all in the name of fun extreme feminism demonstration. the writer is not liable for any injuries, be it physical, mental or emotional. (reasonable exclusion clause, which passed the test of reasonableness in the unfair contract terms act)
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! (:
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hush pretty pink lady ;
at 9:48 am
Monday, October 24, 2005
HEY HO!! i've found out some really stunning information regard mister brussell sprout!! (:
firstly, he stays at "the bayshore" condominium, near the east coast park.
secondly, i've got (mandy and mornique too!) his cellphone number. because we went to see a sponsorship form he filled up. haha.
mornique and i wanted so much to send him an sms which goes "mandy: (insert her cellphone number)". hurhur. but feministic pride deterred us from that.
the prince is apparently stepping up, turning the situation to his advantage. the frog-turned-boy is now lagging. the prince is racing ahead, giving no mercy to the boy. it seems like the royal highness might conquer the mountain before the boy. ): aww...but, princess jessica is supporting the boy still. that's a good point. hurray!!
shuowen's evil statement: why are we excluding (insert team mate's name) from this interesting conversation (we were discussing what to wear for presentation)? oh, she's not here!
disclaimer: i apologise for this insanity. i was driven nuts by my project mate. her reasons may be true or false for all i care. all i am concerned is my state of mind, as well as my fellow team mates'. ARRRGGGHHHH!!!
i am absolutely in love with the song 'crazy' by javier. yes, this song was played aeons ago. but the lyrics just makes you melt. songs like these make me believe that guys aren't as cold-blooded as we deem them to be. they have their soft side too. besides, a magazine once wrote that guys generally take a longer time to heal from a broken relationship. this is because girls will sob to their girlfriends, but guys will have to keep up with their egoistic, cool front. and by so doing, bottle up everything. then again, who told them to be so full of themselves? having said that, i am still reduced to a touched school girl when i hear javier sing "if i could, you know i would write your name across the sky".
javier - crazy
kind of like a summer's breeze,
you do exactly as you please.
drop a brother to his knees just for fun.
i think it was the first of may.
girl, i can't forget the day.
right then and there i knew you were the one.
do you think that possibly,
you could spend your life with me?
cos, girl, this love is growing, and it's hotter than the sun!
i get a little bit crazy baby,
everytime you call my name.
my heart beats a little bit faster,
after, you are in my arms again.
you try to fight it.
don't even try to hide it.
emotions falling down like the rain.
i can't find the words to explain it.
ain't it, crazy how i fall,
everytime you call my name?
it's kind of like a work of art.
you shot an arrow through my heart.
even though we're worlds apart i can't deny,
it feels like your a part of me.
the finish and the start of me.
girl, you are the heart of me,
and that's no lie.
did i mention that i love you so?
and i just want the world to know,
if i could you know i would write your name across the sky!
crazy, crazy...
evertime that you're close to me,
i lose control of my sanity.
everynight, everyday, every word that you say.
girl, do you know you put a spell on me?
crazy, crazy baby...
everytime you call my name,
i don't know what to do.
i'm so in love with you, baby!
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hush pretty pink lady ;
at 8:39 pm
Thursday, October 20, 2005
so, how exactly should 'creative thinking' be taught? i absolutely can't comprehend the idea of confining 'creative thinking' within the four walls of a classroom. isn't that an irony in itself? as shuowen wisely pointed out, isn't asking us to think extemporaneously - and hence, creatively - actually forcing us to conform to the whole idea of spontaneity? wouldn't that, then, be a compliance and not something unorthodox? of course, how can 'analytical skills' be acquired when whatever we are taught becomes illogical as we progress? shouldn't analysis be logical to begin with? turning back to the junior college mathematics syllabus, how can we learn about imaginary numbers when everyone's imagination differs?
i guess my first 'creative thinking' lesson did not instil in me the ability to think out of the box. rather, i learned to induce my little mass of grey matter to educe more questions.
when i finally start my education overseas (only God knows when that'll be), will i be typing blog entries, showing my friends in singapore the different perspectives of living in a big western city? or will i splash my blog with pictures of landmarks some people can only dream about laying their eyes upon (read: show off)? will i even have time to update, sending my love and letting people know how i am doing eventhough i am many miles away? i was reading blogs of singaporeans studying in england. their lives are currently quite difficult, as they attempt to fit in and get accustomed to the whole mugging life again. it is really interesting to read such entries. i guess, in a way, i am preparing myself for that phrase of my life to commence.
i know i should be blessed for what i have right now, and i am, because it was God who took me and mould me into who i am currently. it is God who plans my life, inserting possible hurdles and obstacles to help me learn and sometimes green pastures to enable me to savour delirium. but, being a sinful human, there are things that happened in my life which i desire so badly to erase. the one that tops my list would be my time in secondary school. nope, it was nothing near a bed of roses. it entails regret, hurt and shame. i have to admit that i wasn't exceptionally bright enough to deserve the kind of honour that comes along with an impressive piece of psle certificate. then again, why - yes, insatiable humans cannot stop questioning, can they? - must i be a - prevalently, i am told - 'late bloomer'?
imagine this: should i get into a prestigious university, my fellow campus mates would hail from rgs, ri, nygh, tchs and the like. and yours truly had her secondary education in some school unworthy to be mentioned (you can say i am such an ungrateful/immature creature for all i care). my ex-maths tutor once told me that it's a pity i am not an alumni of some prestigious school. right, while i am glad to be told that i am
smart not stupid, i still am unable to
boast fit into an educational institution filled with people from top schools. it's an unfortunate nature of human to desire prestige. i would shy away from them, and suffer from an impossibly bad inferiority complex.
on the other hand, i am fully aware that i should be proud to be able to do well despite not being from a top secondary school. in the end, my results were unexpectedly delightful, weren't they? nonetheless, being a - let's not hide the inner truth - person who is materialistic and realistic, like any other singaporean would be, the emotions that come with feeling inferior exceeds those that come with the supposed pride. i continue to dwell in my sorrows and regret. sometimes, this type of emotions engulf me so much that i wonder if i should have, in the first place, applied to those british universities. am i worthy of a place there? will i be able to fit in? these questions perpetually hover above my head. what a troublesome worry!!
after being all intellectual and thought-provoking...
holy ballooney!! there's this silly rumour going round, started by my doltish tweenie, about me harbouring a crush on my business law professor. first of all, to set the record straight, i am NOT interested in him. secondly, he is MARRIED and, according to vincent, a nice family man!! thirdly, i don't deny he is cute (read: adorable, not handsome) because he is chubby!! last but not least, he is just so extremely smart, as he is a walking statute and jill poole book. (: andrew phang is an arse for writing that peevish textbook, by the way. YAY!! to end this off, I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH ON PROF CHAN!! i like boys MY AGE or SLIGHTY older, thankyouverymuch!! (X gooodddyyynneesss!! i wonder how kl is doing in lse...
mitch, wanshan and i were blardy furious by the fact that we couldn't get tickets to 'the 40-year-old virgin' on wednesday night. come on, it was ladies' night!! those people should go clubbing, and not warm up the cinema seats!! get up and groove to the beat, people!! ): aww...the disappointment wasn't too much to take though. we quickly got ourselves out of that mode, and into 'chill' mode. mccafe at lido rawks!! it was so cool to engage in intellectual topics, ranging from family, friends and relationships to the future. ahh, i looovvveee my girlfriends!!
steph-esque writing. this is so much fun, writing bimbotically. hurhur. now i understand why mandy writes this way.
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hush pretty pink lady ;
at 11:33 pm
Saturday, October 15, 2005
mandy, matter-of-fact-ly, "no, i told my friend that i will not convert to catholism. and that i'm methodist."
nique, jokingly, "please. you are not even methodist!"
mandy, smiles, "i will become one this sunday!"
nique, sympathetically, "but it's really bad if we watch 'into the blue'. mandy might want to watch it."
michaela, apathetically, "i don't care about that."
nique, blurred, "let's discuss later. eh! where's my ipod? oh, she took it!!"
see how being kind does not always beget kind returns?mandy's unwillingness to share with her friends information about mftp (mr 'fall to pieces') and sub-concious publicity has increased my readership. (: her friends are resorting to reading my blog in order to gain information regarding mftp. more recently, mftp has been given a new name which i find quite hilarious - brussell sprout. cute right? HELLO MANDY'S FRIENDS!! hurhur. i'm sure mandy will become really mad upon reading this. she might even hack into my account and delete this entry. what a moron right?
haley from 'one tree hill' asked lucas a question most girls wonder, "according to elle magazine, an average guy thinks about sex every 30 seconds. is it true?"
one tree hill depicts real life scenarios. the episode about brooke falsely claiming that she's pregnant and haley pondering over whether to have sex with amazingly gorgeous boyfriend, nathan, just to secure the relationship got me thinking. rejection? protection? acception? adoption? abortion?
lunch at lawry's the prime rib, located at paragon, was absolutely enjoyable. good food, impeccable service, great ambiance and quaint decor!! what more can you ask for? indeed, it was an opulent indulgence, which comes only once in a while. it was truly an unforgettable experience. a quintessence of truly high-end dining. way cool!! (: i want to go to morton's next!!
the lawry's prime rib restaurant 
trigger euphoria after mrs brussell sprout's eoysthe pinnacle of all dramas in the world happened to me!! i didn't take along my laptop, which was warming the seat beside mine, when alighting the bus 857. after realising my loss and knowing that it's a loop service, i ran to the opposite bus stop to wait for the exact same bus. while waiting, i phoned the trans-island bus company umpteen times. boarding the same bus after some time, and to no avail but much disappointment, my laptop wasn't there. dejected, i went to school nonetheless for my meeting. ): strong michelle did not shed a tear!! maybe i was too numb to feel. silently, i prayed fervently for God to see me through this ordeal, this absolutely expensive gaffe i made. the day went pass slowly, and the hands of the clock seemed to be skiving. at the literally eleventh (note: it's PM, not AM) hour, cousin brandon called me and gave me the contact number of the person who took my laptop. this person happens to be my neighbour. she's my angel, named dawn. my new-found friend. miraculously, her mother was the one who took the laptop home, thinking that the bus driver would be at wit's end if she were to pass this valuable to him. dawn then went online using my laptop, in hope of finding someone who can contact me. to my jubilation, brandon approached her!! this truly reminded me of God's omni-presence. indeed, He does not leave us or forsake us!! Hallelujah!! PRAISE THE LORD!! <333
YAY!! my business law presentation is over at long last!! thanks to pauline, daphne and vy. we rawk!! we silenced the brain-dead class and cute professor gary chan!! (:
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hush pretty pink lady ;
at 9:42 pm
Sunday, October 09, 2005
ashlee simpson - boyfriendhey, how long till the music drowns you out?
don't put words up in my mouth!
i didn't steal your boyfriend!
hey, how long till you face what's going on,
cause you really got it wrong?
i didn't steal your boyfriend!
hey, how long till you look at your own life,
stead of looking into mine?
i didn't steal your boyfriend!
hey, how long till you're leaving me alone?
don't you have some where to go?
i didn't steal your boyfriend!
whoa, whoa, whoa, ha.
whoa, whoa, whoa, ha.
please stop telling all your friends!
i'm getting sick of them,
always staring at me
like i took him from ya.
ha.
feisty song!! i like the catchy rythmn. actually, i like most of the songs from this ex-squeeze of ryan cabrera. so cool!! at least she isn't bimbotic. hurhur. and hx, stop staring at me!! stupid idiot.my 'castle beings' clique in smu had a mini-celebration for my tweenie, mitch!! we surprised her with a cake in the midst of mugging for business law. she was very touched, ostensibly. (: the 'castle beings' rawk in fantasy world - michelle, shuowen, michaela, doreen, wanshan and samantha!!
in the words of shuowen: we are so 'mg-ish', because we are so 'clique-ish', making others feel 'invader-ish'.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWEENIE MITCHY!! <333 i love you so much, and i know you will read this. so this goes out to you, specially. looking forward to more crazy times with you and our fellow 'castle beings'. we are so exotic right? hurhur.
clicking those moments.
the castle beings - wanshan, doreen, mitch, shuowen and michaela
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hush pretty pink lady ;
at 11:06 am
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
leonie hill residence. a dream that was shattered. let's put it this way, it was, to begin with, not even an attainable asset. probably when i start working, then that might come along. i shall continue to pin my hopes on a prestigious sanctuary, an epitome of opulence, and a comfortable luxury in the
near future. (: this must make me sound absurdly materialistic. but i don't care.
i am absolutely interested in learning about the male psychology, especially during the adolescence stage. isn't it intriguing what's going their minds? how they succumb or fight peer pressure? what causes their feelings for teenage girls develop? why are they so interested in sports? of course, their infamous ego and how that affects them!! their minds are dimensions worthy of much exploration. i shall study my son when i get one, and that's if i get one. if not, i shall study my nephews. hurhur. or my friends' sons. yippie!!
RYAN CABRERA!! where art thou? when are you coming to singapore for a concert? i really really wish to see him live. even if my parents are not paying for the tickets should he comes, i will!! he's one singer i'll do anything, in my means, to see in the flesh!! talking about tickets, i would love to watch 'quidam' and 'peter pan'!! lucky shuowen got a nice boyfriend to bring her to the former. ): so envious!!
i need a resplendent alumnus of a girls school to help me get a job. a relief-teaching job. i think it's damn fun to teach in a girls school, because i can go boy-crazy with my students. so exhilarating!!
mitch and i are big-time 'pride' fans. 'pride' is a japanese drama about a group of ice-hockey players. i love the endearing apathetic font of satonaka halu (takuya kimura) and the romantic and loyal traits of hotta yamato (kenji sakaguchi). (: oh yes, my smu friends have suggested that i could do a genetic test to check if i have a japanese ancestor. so now i'm doreen's personal 'business-law-cum-japanese' professor.
"we are going to win! win! win! win! blue scorpions, go!"
mitch professed, "my dream is to marry a caucasian so that i can have cute eurasian kids!!"
my goodness!! only God knows why we are so alike, character-wise. i love my tweenie to bits!! <333
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hush pretty pink lady ;
at 4:46 pm
