Friday, January 30, 2004
New journal. Will continue to post here. Got the journal because I need a new place. For what, I don't know, I just need it.
www.livejournal.com/users/tangi
Posted at 02:12 am by Thirteener
Thursday, January 29, 2004
I am not sure if I want to continue using blogdrive. I might switch to livejournal. Or some other site. Anyway.
I am a lazy person. Big surprise.
In my dream, I was on a stage. I don't know how I can tell that I am on a stage, because I can't see, but it just is. Then people started to appear. And they were all talking. I could see the words they were saying bouncing around us. Some words were big, some were small. In my excitement and joy (at what I don't know), I ran around lifting the words and throwing them into the air. The big words were very light, and I had to hug them to lift them. They felt spongy. Styrofoam-y. The small words felt pebbly. I threw the small words at the people, and they were knocked unconscious. Suddenly, I knew that the big words are lies and the small words are truths.
It is a wonderful idea. If I can see people's words and know whether they are telling the truth.
The livejournal journal is pretty much set up. I have to figure out how to change the "comments" text. Posted at 11:31 am by Thirteener
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Going to Nanjing. For about a week. Celebrating Chinese New Year with my relatives there. Am looking forward to recieving the red-packets but was told that they don't give out red-packets in China. Feels very puzzled over this, because giving out red-packet or hongbao are part of the Chinese New Year traditions (or so I think).
Just realised that I haven't talked to any of my friends not in China for a long time. Will try to make up.
And. I have come to the conclusion that, as a female, I know zilch about cosmetics. :).
Posted at 11:33 am by Thirteener
Monday, January 19, 2004
That's me right now. Am going somewhere tomorrow. Can't wait. Waiting for morning to arrive. Art. Get to choose pieces by myself. I think that if I manage to find something I like, I will lock myself in the room and admire it.
Oh dear, I have stopped making sense by now, haven't I?
Raised my 68 in Physics to a 93. Told you that I like exams.
Posted at 11:08 pm by Thirteener
Hi. I have neglected this blog. Bad me. A brief recount of the past few days.
I had exams. That pretty much sums it up. Exams when I should be out celebrating for the New Year.
:(
Oh. Our friendship is now officially over. Since we were never really friends (too much secrets), I don't really mind. But. I had hoped that we would still be on talking terms, or at least greeting terms. Blast Eva. And Vivian. For being weak-minded fools that take others' words over friend's.
I am scared. My English is. BAD. And becoming. WORSE.
It's Winter Break now. Kind of late, but I'm not complaining. :) My mother has a schedule for me. In the morning, I will have to haul my lazy arse out of bed (at 10) and practice my piano and my long-neglected violin skills. After that, lunch. And then, I get to watch television programs for an hour. Then practice. Calligraphy. According to everyone, my handwriting is atrocious. Hmph. At least it's legilible. That's about all.
I am on a diet. Planned by myself. Why? Lucy is slimming down, so I better slim down, or else, I will be very out of shape. Meaning, fat. And exercise. I am finally going to do the jog that Eug advised me to do a long time ago.
I was shocked yesterday. Suz added me to his contact list. I had thought that. Oh nevermind.
Hotmail doesn't like me. It won't let me into my snowredleaves email account inbox. So I can't read my emails. I now have 111 unread messages. Since when did I get to know that much people?
Um. Happy New Year everyone, even though it's kind of late. (I'm decieving myself).
Bye, back-of-the-buses.
One more thing. According to BowieNet, he is having a show in Singapore on March-something. A Reality Tour. If anyone is going, please tell me about it. And his asian tour is ending in HongKong on March 14th. Something like that. I can't go. :( School. Coupled with the fact that it is in HongKong and Singapore, not this stupid place that I am at now.
Will try to get over my disappointment. (Since when did I like that guy this much?)
Posted at 11:44 am by Thirteener
Thursday, December 25, 2003
Merry Christmas. Yay! Christmas means presents. Yessss.
I read yesterday's entry. And. It was crazy. :) I sounded... Anyway, I have a habit of not finishing my sentences. An observation made by Hh. Truuueeee.
I don't feel well. Not eating for three days does that to you, I think. Yes, I think.
I am tired of my mother throwing tantrums. I thought that I am the teenager here. Yeah so. So. So. I have nothing to say.
Oh yeah, it is not snowing. Me disappointed. :( *cries* I am pretty certain that my voice is breaking. It sounds. Unlike me. A little. Deeper. Just a little.
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, you gave it away
This year, to blah blah blah (I forgot)
I think that I like this song. Anyway, I have to send a new card because it got screwed up.
Posted at 08:59 pm by Thirteener
Wednesday, December 24, 2003
Let us all be quiet tonight.
Now, I just want to hug somebody. Hug for a long time, never let go. There's nobody to hug here. No real sense. Of togetherness. Of being friends. Even though. They have done much for me. And in a way. I feel as if I'm letting them down. In truth. I am not letting them down, because I have not given them any reason to trust. But. I still feel guilty. And now. I realise that I have felt guilty all my life. That's why I always say "sorry" and never talk back. Because. Because. Because. Because.
And. I want to hug somebody. Anybody. At this time, I don't care who it is anymore. I just want to feel. Good.
I was sick yesterday. Mild case of food poisoning. The moral is to never eat out in Shanghai, unless it is in an established, famous restaurant or hotel. Which I have been doing everytime, except for that once. But. Once is enough.
And. Everytime I want. To pour out everything. To say whatever I want to. I can't. Because. I know that someone might read it. And then. They would think badly of me. And. I don't want that. Because, I don't want to be seen as bad.
They say that if you keep everything bottled up, you will become insane. From all that pressure. Or become abusive.
I like new things, but then, after a while, I just want to run away from it all. Because. And. I want to experience new things. But I am afraid. Of failing. So better stick to what has already been done.
That's why I want and like. Wings. Because one can just fly away whenever one wants to. And. just fly. Away. Posted at 11:37 pm by Thirteener
Saturday, December 13, 2003
I was threatened. By bitchy Kim. Stupid Kim Chi.
So, the whole thing was like this. I was in the gym during PE, doing sit-ups on some slidey thingie, and generally fooling around with my friends. Then, Rene and Kim and Pui Ching came in, and crowded around me. I just continued on. With whatever I was doing (sit-ups). Then Rene went "I'm going to puke" right in front of me, and shot a nasty look at me. Which leaves no doubt in anybody's mind that she was taunting me, and making fun of me. Which seems to be the reason she lives. And I sat up and told her very politely that if she wants to vomit, can she please go outside so that the lovely carpeted ground won't be dirtied. I even pointed out the exit to her. I was so nice and polite, :). After that, I did one last sit-up and went out with my friends. She was glaring at me. Later on, our groups crossed each other, and Kim went up to me.
"Che..."
"Hi."
"Did you just scold Rene?"
Now, I wouldn't call that a scolding, so naturally my response was "No. I just told her that if she feels like vomiting, she should get out, in case she dirties the floor."
At which she made an exasperated gesture.
"Well, anyway, you better know that new students do not and cannot (a phrase in chinese that I didn't quite catch, it was too fast, but the general meaning is "act smart")to old students." Then she made this "huh" sound which is what people make to sound high and mighty and flounced off.
And then, a basketball hit her back, which caused her to stumble. :) It was thrown by William.
Let's face it, her pathetic threats cannot win. They don't come up with anything new, it's always the same. I can win that group on my own in a battle of words, because (not to sound smug or anything) they can't control themselves saying "fuck you", whereas I can hurl insults at them while looking calm and yet they cannot prove that those are insults without proving that they are guilty of something.
The next day, all my friends found out about it, and they went up to Kim and yelled at her. I felt bad at first, but my sympathy was gone when I walked past her later on in the day, and she said "Jian" in chinese that means "bitch" or "whore".
Oh yeah.
Satta Claus is coming to town... heh. Satta, Santa. I couldn't resist.
I didn't know that there were so many guys with six-packs at this school. Or that Tim would have them. He doesn't seem,...the type.
Lily is sooooo pretty! Argh! Me envious. Heh. And she is a model. Blah blah.
The Arts Festival was okay. The band was good. Pity that they are ex-students, because they are not going to perform anymore, because they have college.
Their schools are good, I guess, nothing famous. Well, except for the one, Berklee college for Music. Yay! William is going to be a famous musician. Heh. I don't know about that, but he is good. Anyway, I love his pants. He has good taste. And his hair, red and green. Christmas colours. :)
Posted at 11:24 pm by Thirteener
Monday, December 08, 2003
I feel so loved. I was right. Nobody replied. That goes to show how well I know them.
I don't know how, but I got talked into performing at the Arts' Festival. So...I am nervous. It's tomorrow.
The songs will be Flying Free and a song from The Lion King. Disney classics. :)
I found out that I can still write, but urgh, there's no. Something's missing. What is it?Whatisitwhatisitwhatisitwhatisitwhatisitwhatisitwhatisit!
There's going to be an art gallery sometime in the future, and a website. With my works on it. Without my permission. How rude. (Does the fact that it is school work has something to do with the not having to seek my permission bit?)
There's someone, who reminds me of someone I know. I like a guy, because he reminds me of a friend. There's something messed up with me. How can I...? Anyway, he's cool. Funny. And though he might seem like a "bad" guy, he's nice. Very.
There was a joke, something funny, to me, that I heard about. It's currently somewhere in there, and when it chooses to come out, I will post it here.
It just occurred to me that of half of those I consider my friends, in a way, I don't know their names. Including that guy.
Adam smokes. So does Kelvin. Smoking is bad. One will get yellow teeth and bad breath and black lungs and weak health and bones from smoking. Not to mention the fact that they are underaged. But oh, who cares? Certainly noone cares here, and what they do is none of my business. It's just that the idea of smoking is, unappealing.
And yes, I abuse punctuation marks. :)
I find that it often happens. That an idea would seem unappealing to me, such as smoking, but when someone actually does it and I know it, I don't feel anything.
Being plain and unnoticed has its advantages. You can observe and know things about others that others don't know.
And. That's good. Besides, you won't get into trouble that way. So, no detention or scoldings for me. :)
Posted at 09:34 pm by Thirteener
Saturday, December 06, 2003
Taken from Wen's Journal.
Please reply, though I doubt that anybody will. Reply through the comments' feature or by email. Thanks.
1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Am I lovable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. What do you think my weakness is?
8. Do you think I'll get married?
9. What makes me happy?
10. What makes me sad?
11. What reminds you of me?
12. If you could give me anything what would it be?
13. How well do you know me?
14. When's the last time you saw me?
15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
16. Do you think I could kill someone?
17. Describe me in one word.
18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
20. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?
Posted at 07:30 pm by Thirteener
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Hey. Welcome to my online journal. Or blog. Whatever you want to call it. Feel free to read. And contact me if you have anything to say. *points at my email address, tagboard and comments section* That's about it. Thank you.
And now...Hi guys! Welcome! Feel free to look around, even though there's nothing here. I created it for you, after all. At Nat and other's request. :) I'm soo nice, right?
I am currently in Shanghai, China. And yes, it is very polluted. I got sick the first month here. I come from Singapore, and might (hope so) return to Singapore in the future. For studies, or just for old times' sake. But, who knows where we will be in the future, hm?
I am from NYGH, and still am a student there. I am just on a long leave. :) And. NYGH rocks. We have some of the coolest and nicest and funniest and smartest people there. *points to my friends*
And I was from LPS, my primary school.
I have an obsession with wings. Bye. :)
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