current obsession: Subway burgers and the $49.90 navel stud at heeren
current songs: Let Me Love You by Mario (18yrs old btw..) and I just wanna live by Good Charlotte (a song that has an utterly HILARIOUS music video. pure satire. my god. love it to bits.)

btw..anyone with those songs PLEASE send me??? i'm like craving for them.

heh. supposed to blog about a lot of interesting stuff today, but my greek notes are staring me straight in the face "Come and DO me you slacker shit!". heh

swam 46 laps in a 30m wide pool today. (that's 1380m in total) in sets of 10 that is. the 6 laps were for warm ups and cool downs (like there's any need for it.hah) felt damn good after that. but pls remind me to put sunblock. heh. i ALMOST turned into a panda. -_-"

was at aunt's gym. after swimming i managed to pia my lit and ecorns essay.(of which i didnt manage to write a single line the whole of last week). super efficient (i hope). but i ate ALOT. sigh. all my efforts of burning calories. argh.

well, all i can think of now is a shopping list. aha. heree goes~

1. THE $49.90 navel stud at heeren (super dangling with a super victorian design)
2. The black pair of pointed pumps from U.R.S. at heeren that has a chain on it.
3. A pair of nice birkenstock
4. Nice earrings!!! esp for my tragus!!!
5. and accessories.
6. Make up ... to replace my smokey eye palette which i lost at council room.
7. A bag pack.
8. Dancing outfit (yes the greatest nene is gonna learn jazz dancing. hopefully from nextweek onwards)
9. A nice pair of shoe............................

and nice clothes that i come along.

I really wanna watch....
1. Kinsey!!!
2. Finding Neverland!!!!!! (JOHNNY DEPP!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!)
3. Constantine (looks cool mans)

aik.

i want money.

i want time.

i still want to die without regrets.
(eh. i think i'm rather afraid of death. heh. *confess*)

the greatest,
vane

GREEKS HERE I COMEEE~~~~~

current obsession: spades
current song: Good Charlotte's I just wanna live and Evanescence's Missing



Is Love just a chemical reaction?






currently? i'm not in love.

mother found out about my navel piercing today.
surprised she knew what it was.
though she thought the stud will be stuck there for life.
and she didnt believe that the piercing will be gone after around 3 years.
scolded the shit hell outta me.

shopped for cny today at orchard.
mainly Tangs and Isetan.
bought about $350 worth of clothes,
which i think are rather hard to match.
sheesh.

was in a huge dilemma between 3 different cut FCUK jeans...
ended up with the odd one out.
though i really wanted the other one too.
but well, each of them costs $159.
could only choose one.
and i had to choose the boyish one with a weird colour and cut.
hard to match.
shall save up for the other nice smooth comfy one.

i want a nice make up kit.
stupid councillors lost my $39 red earth smokey eye palette.
depressed.
sigh.
the thought of it pains me.
sob.

i wanna learn latin jazz dance.

i wanna learn spanish.

i wanna get resources for my I.S. for commedia dell' arte.

i wanna go columbia and take theatre.

i wanna kill my parents.

i wanna remain single and adopt children.

i wanna migrate to spain.

i wanna good bod.

i want to die thinking i've lived a wonderful life.

i really want to.


Off that landspit of stony mouth-plugs,
Eyes rolled by white sticks,
Ears cupping the sea's incoherences,
You house your unnerving head -- God-ball,
Lens of mercies,
Your stooges
Plying their wild cells in my keel's shadow,
Pushing by like hearts,
Red stigmata at the very center,
Riding the rip tide to the nearest point of
departure,

Dragging their Jesus hair.
Did I escape, I wonder?
My mind winds to you
Old barnacled umbilicus, Atlantic cable,
Keeping itself, it seems, in a state of miraculous
repair.

In any case, you are always there,
Tremulous breath at the end of my line,
Curve of water upleaping
To my water rod, dazzling and grateful,
Touching and sucking.
I didn't call you.
I didn't call you at all.
Nevertheless, nevertheless
You steamed to me over the sea,
Fat and red, a placenta

Paralyzing the kicking lovers.
Cobra light
Squeezing the breath from the blood bells
Of the fuchsia. I could draw no breath,
Dead and moneyless,

Overexposed, like an X-ray.
Who do you think you are?
A Communion wafer? Blubbery Mary?
I shall take no bite of your body,
Bottle in which I live,

Ghastly Vatican.
I am sick to death of hot salt.
Green as eunuchs, your wishes
Hiss at my sins.
Off, off, eely tentacle!

There is nothing between us.
-Sylvia Plath Medusa

basically referring to her mother.
been studying Plath so pardon for the flood of her poems.
(and pardon me for bolding every last stanza.
i just love nice endings.)
amazing woman.
sets me thinking.
sets arika thinking who sets me thinking.
heh.
*sayang my brain*

i kinda like to write in this random way.
yay.
good for me.
screw sentence structure and grammer.
die gp DIE.







there's something missing in my life now but i just cant point it out.

there's so much i want in my life i dont know where to start finding them.

but...

current obsession: err...
current song: hmmm....

Too busy to be even obsessed in anything. Nor be up to date with what nice songs there are.

Too frustrated to even bother.

Too filled with hatred that i feel dead.

Latest: 've been grounded for another 2 weeks.
you enjoy it dont you.
you simply love making my life miserable, dont you.
you simply want me to be left out in every single thing right.
you want me be alone and just get my 4 As.

let me tell you: i will defy you- you and your evil intentions. and i will hate you forever.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene.

Am home alone now...wonderful feeling. It'll be better if i can just get out my home.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they struck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.
And i said I do, I do.
So daddy, I'm finally through.
The black telephone's off at the root,
The voices just cant worm through.

If i've killed one one, I've killed two---
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year.
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy you can lie back now.

There's a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.
-Sylvia Plath Daddy

help me.
vane.

The ear was probably man's first attempt at body piercing due to the ease with which it can be pierced.
Ears were probably first pierced for magical purposes, very many primitive tribes believe that demons can enter the body through the ear, because demons and spirits are supposed to be repelled by metal, ear-piercing prevents them entering the body. Sailors used to have an ear pierced to improve eyesight, and if the bodies washed up somewhere it would pay for a christian burial.
Ear piercing is an almost universal practice for men and women, it's only in western society that it's deemed effeminate. At various times in history men wore elaborate earrings; during the Elizabethan era many famous men such as Shakespeare, Sir Walter Raliegh and Francis Drake wore gold rings in their ears.

Nipple piercing or Nipple Rings has been used to show signs of strength by guards of Roman Caesars. Some historians says that Victorian women would pierce their nipples and hand a chain on them. Regardless, nipple piercing are not only very elegant piercing to see, but also rather titillating to the wearer.

The Prince Albert, or PA is one of the most common genital piercing, and was one of the most popular body piercing sites overall at the inception of modern body piercing during the latter part of the 20th Century. The PA is the cock piercing from the outside of the frenulum and into the urethra.
The piercing looks good and increases erotic stimulation when the cock ring moves or rotates through the urethra.

The term "labret", correctly pronounced "la-bret" (rhyme with "the bet") generally refers to a single piercing on a lower lip below the center, about half-way between the edge of the lower lip and the top of the chin.
Among the ancient Aztecs and Mayans labret piercing was reserved for male members of the higher castes, they wore beautiful labrets fashioned from pure gold in the shape of serpents, golden labrets with stones inset and ones of jade or obsidion (labret in Aztec "Tentetl"). The Native Americans of the Pacific Northwest, and the Inuit peoples of northern Canada and Alaska wore labrets fahioned from walrus ivory, abalone shell, bone, obsidian, and wood.

current obsession: solitaire showdown on msn
current song: Travis' Driftwood and Eagles' Love Will Keep Us Alive

I think my parents are like lizards.

I hate them, am scared of them, disgusted by them, but yet, there is no way you can keep them out of your life.

No matter how hard i try to keep them out of my life, they'll always be there--to irritate and disgust you.

My parents, like lizards, will never understand how i feel towards them. Even if they know, they have no idea how to react to it, and so they dont.


Am grounded for a month. Do i care? No. Am i going to obey? As much as possible- no.

Why? Because i've been going home late for a week because of orientation and TSD gala night. wtf?
I have to go home everyday immediately when the event ends. No og dinner. No tsd supper. And yet, i still get grounded. You even took out the cane to threaten me. Hello? I'm seventeen. Going on eighteen in less than 11 months. And you're treating me like a five year old.

Sunday. I was forced to get out of bed. I'm like, give me a break? cant i just sleep as much as i want? what's wrong?
After forcing me out of bed, you force me to go see cars with you. WHEN you know i absolutely hate it, cos cars absolutely bore me.
Fine. So i just keep my big trap shut, and just follow. And i get scolded for looking sian. Would you rather me whine and whine to go home? fuck it la.

Played solitaire showdown to calm myself down. Just in case i kill myself out of agitation. Urgh. Maybe i should just kill my parents.

My parents that make me go home everyday by 7, when i'm seventeen.
My father who wants me to take care of the family while he is away at china. When my mother does nothing but watch korean dramas, and my brother does nothing cept play computer games and watch tv. Take care of WHAT?
My mother who nags at me to bathe, thinking i dunno how to do so myself.
My parents who nag at me to SLEEP? hello? cant i have the freedom to simply decide the time i want to sleep?

argh. kk. enough. i'll go on FOREVER.

fuck it la.
vane

current obsession: nmn
current song: Travis' Flowers In The Window

All just seems a number.
The year 2004.
The year 2005.
The death toll of 120 000.
The donations of US$3billion.
My age of 17.
My age in 10months' time of 18.
My death in about 60 to 70 years later (hopefully).
168 numbers in my handphone phonebook.

Ah well, talking about the tsunamis (a word that has been appearing literally EVERYWHERE recently.)

A small wave, and say goodbye to Singapore.

Anyway, nene just spent the last few hours of 2004 and first few hours of 2005 in the best ever way possible. And it shall be recorded here. Be honoured that it's published for you. waha.

Firstly, i bought Travis' album Singles. Finally. After MONTHS of consideration. And i have absolutely no regrets.

Spent the DAY with my YJC friends at orchard...ate lunch, talk cock, walk around aimlessly, and played Zong ji mi ma in the middle of Nowhere. The forfeit (that came from my ingenious brain) was to shout a phrase to the pple downstairs (we were at Taka outside Guess?). There were 5 of us. And after 6 rounds, i didnt kenna at all. hAha..they had to shout stuff like "Mummy!", "I love singapore!", "Happy Valentines'!". wahaha...all thanks to me. and i didnt kenna at all. yea man.

Cheers to yihuitraciemeijiaosiewmaycharlesfarahlizasameulcindy.

The end of the day was spent with none other then noi mint ne!! (after a 2 hour persuasion with my dad). Tagged along was noi's friend Kang Wei,and mint's bro (mint, i realised i dunno what's ur bro's name.lol.), and later mint's bf. waha.

Letme bring you through a picture story. Easier. hehe.


On the mrt toward City Hall -- Late.


Met up at the Esplanade. (ended up mint was LATE. hah. think she got lost. huh baby?)
That's the 5 of us after the countdown. Of which a minute before was supposed to be a minute of silence...but it didnt happen. will, i guess nobody knew what the time was. there was any countdown, just a sudden burst of sparklers and confetti which was passed down. and people just started screaming and wishing each other happy new year. and then there was war. war of the spraycans. which sprayed coloured stuff. yes. i was an innocent victim. think of it, it actually works like REAL war... people shooting all over the place, not knowing where their enemy is, so they just anyhow shoot. lucky for me, i was covered in PINK stuff. waha. how lucky. and not blue yellow green. heh. nonsense.


Yes yes...how can we miss out cotton candy going at $1 a stick. not that bad huh. thought they'd have jacked up the prices like they always do.
Oh, btw mint, nice PINK afro hairdo. wahaha...


Oh, what's she doing? ahh...we walked past this "designated tai chi practise area" and so mint burst out in: yi ge da xi gua, qie cheng i ban, i ban gei ni, i ban gei wo. (translation: one big watermelon, cut into two, one for you and one for me.)
photographer: me.


After mint went to look for her anata, we went to a nearby pub to sit sit, waiting for mint's anata to join us for the movie. Heh. Expensive bar with blonde girl and afro man singing. Halfway while waiting, kang wei and i walked over to 7eleven to get some food and drinks. wahaha... yes yes. we were sitting at a bar, but we went to 7eleven to get drinks. Of which most of the drinks were almost gone, cept for lotsa Jim Bean and one bottle of Stella Artois of which i grabbed.
We sat there happily playing cards, and pigging. We played tai dee all night, and i only won one round--the last round. how sad. haha. nevermind, i'll always be THE bridge queen. x)


It's about 3am and we were about to hail a cab to get down to cine to catch Kung Fu Hustle....when I realised that the road was super empty. I started spinning on the road...while the mad couple decided to supercede me by lying down on the road. waha. There was another guy who did push ups on the road. lol. cheap thrill.




After the movie at cine--of which i fell asleep in, we proceeded to Coffee Club just across the street. Sat and lim kopi. I had a Mexicano which was ummm mmmm... ddeeeelliccciousssss *fake a french accent*. mint had cooOOookieesss, of which i kooped. Mint's bro, on the other hand, was really bored and broke, and decided to show off his artistic streak by creating art with brown sugar.....


Those who watched Kung Fu Hustle -- that's the lollipop. lol.


That's noi in the form of brown sugar.


That's me in the form of brown sugar.
It's amazing how i can create the impression of being cheerful and cheeky everywhere i go. hahaha... i guess its the vibes i give out. *assumes karma position*

We left at around 7 am...where i took a train with noi all the way to woodlands then back to bishan, in order to seem as though i went to my friend's house to sleep. bleah. so lame right? but i'm quite sure my parents are not ready to accept that i stayed out on the streets all morning. how sad. haha.


Walking into the oblivion...hand in hand, heart in heart.

Travis-Flowers In The Window
When I first held you I was cold
A melting snowman I was told
But now there was no one left to hold
Before I swore that I would be alone forever more

Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
So just stand up, up in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow

There is no reason to feel bad
But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad
It's just a bunch of feelings that we have
To hold but I am here to help you with the load

Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
So just stand up, up in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow

Repeat chorus (la la la)

So now we're here and now it's fine
So far away from there and there it's time time time
To plant new seeds and watch them grow
So there'll be flowers in the window when we go

Wow look at us now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
So just stand up, up in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow

Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
So just stand up, up in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow

Oh
Let's watch the flowers grow


Watching flowers grow,
vane.