They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
Ohhh yeah!
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
All together now!
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
[x2]
- Teenagers by My Chemical Romance
Seeing that I'm such an un-motivated girl, I seriously need all the time I need. I'm even giving up exercising ok! Sacrifice is such a noble idea haha.
So, I'm going on a hiatus, or whatever u want to call it. Adios!
let your heart out.
The fighting scenes in the beginning were in other ways a tad dissappointing too. There wasn't much physical contact. It was as if, the soldiers fell before the weapon or move struck them. Not realistic and gory enough. Too much talking so far so as far as I am concerned. I'm sorry.. but I would rather such an epic movie to have *ahem* more fighting? Isn't that what the bloody battle is about. Maybe if there weren't so much boring yakking going about the movie wouldn't have to be split into two parts. But then again, that's just the beginning. I will watch the rest after my prelims :D. My chemistry textbook is still waiting and begging for me to pick it up.
Yesterday, again, I was booked for my nails for the umpteenth time. It's the only thing I've been getting booked for for the entire year. Maybe another couple of times I'm going to get thrown into detention for having long nails. I wonder if JC's / Universities / future bosses are going to reject me for this blemished record of having long nails. Doubt so, it's basically the same warped logic that Mdm Koh Ting Ting presented to us in primary school about bosses rejecting us because we wore ankle socks to school. Not a very convincing argument to persuade us to ditch those ankle socks for the school socks huh.
Well, it's not that I love long nails that much. Well, other than the fact that it at least makes my stumpy fat short fingers with those obscene large knuckles, a product of cracking them, look longer. But that's besides the point. I just hate cutting my nails. It's a waste of my bloody time. Its the same as shitting, waste of my time in the toilet. And I always thought those nail clippers which were always slightly rusty were a little gross. Oh and also the fact that longer nails are much better for scratching myself and doing all sorts of little things in daily life like untieing knots. Haha. I know, I'm not the most hygienic and neatest person in this world.
Besides, it's not like I have garishly painted nails that would put those colourful skinny jeans to shame. And it's not as if I'm going to use those long nails of mine to scratch the flesh off someone. If I were going to be so pissed as to harm somebody, there are plenty more more effective weapons of choice, such as my fist, metal rulers, my head even.
Moreover, I seriously doubt that long nails are going to have a dent on our public image, as the school always proclaims as the reason behind this really retarded rule. Are you going to look at my nails the next time you meet me before you form an impression of me ??????
let your heart out.
And my retarded 'artistic' shots
Nat, Ting, Me and Wijaya =) 
And the classroom corridor!
Mel's retarded face :D
Dear Karina holding up two socks hahaHmm.. Lets see.. Alot of things happened in the looong time
since I posted.
Firstly, so many teachers in the school piss the crap out of me.
Seriously. What is their problem, demanding us to have to wait
for them to move off first before we can move. It's not like they
are they Prime Ministers or Presidents, or royalty. Maybe in
self-delusional brain up there in that hollow skull of theirs, they
think they are. Giving way to them, greeting them (especially
the annoying geography teachers who think they deserve all
the respect we can give), as if they are some saints. I do respect
them for teaching us, but really, its not like they are not getting
paid for that. I don't see customers greeting the salesmen or
anything either...
And the organ trade issue created a whole fiasco. I for one,
agree with organ trading. I don't quite see the issue with it if
both parties are agreeing. Perhaps the money the donor
receives might even be used to save another life. Of course, the
other issue is that families would not want to donate their
organs. Maybe the issue would be easily resolved by just
making another law that states that only under the circumces
that families can't donate can patients in need of organs turn
to organ trading ?!?!. Of course this is just my opinion.. I'm
not the minister after all.
Then on last Friday was Karina's last day at school. Lucky ass
that girl. About an entire month's of no school! Lucky ass. We
took photographs ! :D
let your heart out.
attached to my pens. ALL my pens, especially the one that I
use the most often. Why do I say this. Because out of the tens of
pens and pencils I have in my pencil box, I only use one
productively. The rest are just there for the sake of being there.
Or, because I'm too lazy to throw out a dried up pen. Anyway,
all my pens have my initials 'M.C.' written on them. It's a
distinguishing factor ok! I mean, my stuff are always all over the
place, and the whole class tends to have a few pens that are the
same. So.. to prevent my beloved pens from getting lost among
the common pens. Tadah, my brilliant idea. Anyway. Yes, I
really am emotionally attached to my pens. If I lose the pen I
use, I will halt all work and look for it. And if I can't find it, well
there's at least a day mourning for it. And how do I mourn for
it? Well, of course, I ignore all the homework begging for me to
fill up the empty spaces. I do have to use a pen you see. And if I
can't use my favourite pen then too bad, I'm not using any
other. And I like my pens really old and worn and faded
letterings on it with my bite marks and the smell of my saliva
since I bite my pen. Heh. Everybody should cherish their pens.
Well, I guess its not too bad being my pen.
Ok, other than that wierd emotional attachment to my pens, I
am feeling kinda emo / angsty / pissed. Or rather, I'm just
pissed at the people in this world who get in my way. In general
daily life, you would be surprised to find how many there are.
Hell, a trip to a shopping mall would make me riled up at at
least tens of people. Hmm lets see why I'm so angry. I'm angry
because these people walk so slowly and block the entire
pathway, I can't walk at my normal pace. Dudesss if your life is
a waiting game, at least don't make it a necessity for those who
don't wish to play this game participate in it. I hate waiting for
these people. It irks me that I have to slow down my pace. Like
really badly. So when I get agitated, what do I do, I walk faster!
Great glorious vicious cycle. So what do I do. Very politely, with
a strained politeness in my voice, tell them to piss off in a
most courteous manner I can muster. Well, and half the time
they look at me blankly. Hah. So now they are not just slow in
walking, they are slow-witted to. GREAT. And yeah great, I just
get more pissed and I push past them. Idiots. I'm sorry man.
But don't expect me to wait for you. Yeah, I was just wondering
what I would be like when I drive. Here's hoping I won't kill
someone.
Oh yes, but there is someone I would like to kill and that's my
freaking arsehole of a neighbour. That shitty, snobbish woman
who slams the door at my mom, thinks my brother is some
monster and it will be beneath her to get into the lift with him,
and whose obnoxious nephew calls my mom fat. Its just too bad
I hadn't gotten the chance to be in the lift with her yet. Well,
so I was just thinking. When I see her in the lift, I'll press
every single floor. YES. All 21 storeys. And I'll wait inside and
see her reaction. Hah. I'll just laugh. But see I was just thinking,
while trying to refine this, that maybe she'll get out of the lift.
But I thought of something else! I'll just follow her and get into
the next lift with her and press every single button. Heh. Maybe
she might decide to climb up. And pant all the way up. Then,
I'll get out of the lift and take the other lift up. And reach the
21st storey before her. AND wait for her to come up all panting
and all and laugh really really really really really loudly at her.
Oh, and I'll slam the door in her face. Right there and then. Not
once, not twice, maybe ten times. Just for the fun. Beat her
sorry little ass into her hermit hole. Hah, sorry, she probably is
anything but small.
Oh, and as for her obnoxious nephew, I'll probably call him
names. Who cares if he is just a young boy. I don't care.
And just so you know, wonder how they tormented their maid
till she jumped down the flat. And I'm not kidding. Well, I
understand. Having such an obnoxious employee. I hope she's
haunted her whole life.
Back to the shopping malls. Stupid stupid stupid Lot 1 relocated
the food court to the 4th floor. Stupid. This means I have to
take the escalator at least 4 - 5 floors up since my dad usually
drives there or wait for the lift. Idiots. Wasn't it perfectly good
at the basement. Didn't even need to climb up. I know, I'm
such a lazy ass. But, I think the general rest of Singapore are
lazy asses as well, who would rather have the food court at
basement 1 than at level 4. I'm sorry we don't want to exercise
in the shopping mall. But lest you forget, the reason why we go
to the food court in the first place is cos we are HUNGRY. And
HUNGRY people don't generally do much exercises.
The only good thing was probably James McAvoy. God do I love
him. He is a brilliant actor. Watched the sleepfest of the first
Narnia for him. And I missed the best part for him. Doesn't
matter, at least I watched some of his parts. He was fantastic
in Atonement, subtle yet powerful :D. Next show: Last King
Of Scotland. Oh, and I really do want to watch Wanted for him.
But I do hate Angelina Jolie. But James McAvoy would
probably save the movie from being a stinker as all her movies
recently are.
let your heart out.
Oh yeah. In addition to Man vs Wild and I shouldn't be alive,
Fight Quest is my favourite documentary. Should I even call it
a documentary in the first place actually.. hmm.. well.. it is on
Discovery Channel. Well, heck. That is not the point, and it is a
waste of my brain cells.
Fight Quest is a show about two guys, Doug Anderson and
Jimmy Smith who travel the world learning various martial
arts. They are already fighters, having excelled in some form of
jiu-jitsu I think, which seems to be very popular in America.
Doug was even an ex-soldier haha.
Doug and Jimmy (the one with shaved head)It's just really really cool. The fighting is great. Haha. And the
training part? Fun to watch them get tortured. Check this vid
out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=brRIUr86zIE . His
6 packs are completely bruised. I was just wondering if he
could actually get food down his oesophagus haha. Maybe, like
his stomach would hurt when it tries to expand. The first time
I watched him get pummeled, he was wearing this Kyokushin
Karate uniform.. so never saw the bruised up stomach...
But besides this, in the Japan episode, when they learnt
Kyokushin, I remebered Doug's ear becoming BLACK from a
kick on the head. This discipline of martial arts.. DANGEROUS.
Freak. I think if I got hit on the head by one of those legs..
seeing stars will be the least of my problems. AND Jimmy was
ordered to break a baseball bat. And it broke. *SNAP* Without
much difficulty. That thing is freaking hard. Now, imagine the
baseball bat as your ankle... Not good. If I was staying beside
one of them.. I would either (a) shift out or (b) bake a cake for
them. Ok probably not the wisest choice. They might end up
with diarrhoea.
Heh.. watching them.. I wish I didn't quite taekwondo.
Anyway, that show is unlimitlessly better than the stupid
Mythbusters. Ok probably except for one ep where they were
testing polygraphers. That was pretty darn cool. BUT..
Mythbusters.. I hate them. Sorry.. But I really hate such
thinking shows. I watch shows to unwind. AND you know
see a lil' bit of action. Exciting stuff. Like the possibility of
someone's tendon / ligament / wtv rupturing. Heh. Now that's
the stuff.
And.. yesterday I caught MTV movie awards. I know.. super
overdue.. But MTV Asia wasn't showing it and I didn't want to
watch it online.. Anyway Robert Downey Jr is still freaking hot.
Heh. Seriously. AWESOME. He's such a great actor anyways.
Effortless performance beside Ben Stiller ( FUNNYAE ASS) and
Jack Black.
Besides, seeing Robert Downey Jr.. the whole affair was
Boring. Ok apart from Johnny Depp. And the Pussycat Dolls,
can't do live. Dance live maybe. But Coldplay was AWESOME
though. Hah. But when I saw those red petals falling down
during their performance.. I pitited the backstage workers.
Hard work after that. Sweep Sweep Sweep all the petals away.
I know. Cos I did it for SC's dance concert 2 years back. Back-
breaking job. Well.. BUT it is the MTV movie awards. They
probably had vaccum cleaners whipped out. 10 of them maybe.
Sigh.. even the backstage-ers get a better life than me.
let your heart out.
I was really addicted to Three Days Grace last year. Well guess
what. I'm re-addicted (if there's such a word) back to them!
They really rock. I love them. Along with Maroon 5, they are my
favourite artists.
Three Days Grace...
And MORE Three Days Grace... 
And Adam Gontier ! There were nicer pictures. But I couldn't get them. Isn't it such a coincidence that the lead singers of my
two favourite bands both have the name Adam! Haha. Adam
Gontier's voice is completely irresistable.
Three Days Grace songs completely rock. Meaningful, nice
melody, rock tones. WHAT ELSE WOULD I ASK FOR. =).
Oh, and I really like Adam Gontier's + Seether's Broken more
than the one featuring Amy from Evanescence. I never really
liked Evanescence anywhere. Doesn't help that Adam also
collaboarated with Apocalyptica (love them too) on 'I Don't
Care' which is really good.
Well, recently I haven't been able to stop listening to Three
Day's Grace, Apocalyptica, Saving Abel, Seether, Breaking
Benjamin And One Republic. I think I'm getting addicted to the
melancholy sounds. Besides, they sound good. Better than the
cheery songs on the radio. Sad songs have so much more
emotion in them. I can see why these bands always spiral down
depression and addiction to drugs: to emote all these moods for
writing such songs.
I might just go watch 'Behind The Pain', a docu-drama about
Adam Gontier's rehabilitation of his addiction to Oxycontin.
let your heart out.
My my. I hate being a tv junkie. Watching any show that comes
along the way. If I'm really bored, and I really dont' want to
study, any crap show on the television will just be absorbed by
me.. like I'm some rubbish bin, watching anything others dont'
want to. Probably shouldn't do that huh, encouraging these
shiteous producers to come up with more shiteous shows, by
deluding them with unreal ratings.
Anyway, here's my real productive schedule. The definition of
productive here of course varies. To an 'O' level student like me,
this is probably like the low productivity, since I did nothing to
score well for my 'O's huh. But who cares.. If only the schedule
as follows puts me en route to being the top scorer. Ha, I'll just
laugh my ass off.
11.00 am: Wake up, eat fattening big breakfast + hotcake +
watch spongebob square pants
11.30 am - 12.30pm: Watch MTV amplified. And my mom was
complaining about the noise.
12.30 pm - 1.00 pm: Watch Fairly Odd Parents (hahaha.
Childish me)
1.oo pm - 1.30 pm: Watch iCarly. Well since iCarly ended 10
minutes earlier, I spent the rest of my time watching Making
the Band 4.
My life up to this point seems to revolve around Nickelodeons and MTV.
Next...
1.30 pm - 4.00 pm: Watch Pushing Daisies online while
intermittently being disturbed by my mom and brothers
4.00 pm - 5.oo pm: Jogging :D Finally something HEALTHY
5.00 pm - 6.30 pm: Bathe, eat dinner in front of the television
which was broadcasting channel 8's Portrait Of Home.
Entertaining to see dysfunctional families
6.30 pm - 7.00 pm: Watch Korean documentary 'Screening
Humanity' on KBS. It's amazing how the mother has 5 boys at
an age of 32, with her eldest child being 13. And she works to 1
am everyday. I respect her.
7.oopm - 8.00pm : NEW EPISODES OF AVATAR (recorded.
Since Avatar screens at 6.30 - 7.30 everyday). Haha. This is
what I look forward to EVERYDAY. For this week at least.
LOVES for Zuko and Sokka haha.
8.00 pm - 10.30 pm: More Pushing Daisies = Wrapped up the
whole series , making it a grand total of 9 episodes in 3 days
11.00 pm - 12.30 pm: Play games. Be it computer or PS2 or PSP.
Who cares.
12.30 pm - 1.30pm: Watch more shows. Usually Raven or any
korean shows my mom is watching.
Heh. I love my day. Watching Television isn't that bad you
know.
Good points
- Helps me improve my English :D. Heh. Watching Pushing
dasies made me realise that awry is pronounced as (oh-ri)
not (oh-re). Haha. Of course it might be the American way
of pronouncing. But do I care to open my dictionary.. Not
really. - Burns some fats. An hour of chortles apparently burns off
1 chocolate bar. So if I watch Friends the whole day, which
is about 15 hours at least, that would be 15 whopping bars.
Or if I dont' eat bars.. It would at least be one meal. Not bad
considering not much effort is put into this. - Some ideas for my English essay. Of course, in the exams
I couldn't write about a guy who can bring the dead back to
life with a touch of his finger, then banish them to eternal
sleep with another touch, or about a boy who can bend air
fire earth and water. But.. there are certain viable story lines
ok, the Bad points:
- I do realise that this hours wasted could put me into
finishing my whole Bio book. IN A DAY. Which would
potentially be more productive. But would I reach such
levels of satisfaction as I have today. NO. So would I have
spent my day any differently?. A resounding NO.
You know, watching shows & playing games like this makes my
brain dead. I know. Because my brain really becomes rusty,
refuses to think. Hell, I think I wouldn't even be able to do my
times table now. I know its bad. But there are many things
out there which I really like, and I'm sure everybody likes which
we all know is not good. But who gives a damn?
let your heart out.