my sister and my cousin got a hold on my french notes, and they're happily mangling the language.

i'm spending too much time on minesweeper. :(

if i had a japanese cheese cake (not a slice. the ENTIRE cake) in front of me, i think i can finish it.

breadtalk anyone?

confucius once said, "don't hold a full coffee cup and drive over a speed bump."


well he didn't say that, but i imagine that might be something he would say if he lives in this millenium.



and i can't work without enough sleep apparently, and yet i'm stupid enough not to sleep when i need to. must be due to the brain not working part. which ends up being a huge vicious cycle.

it's a sad day when french is easier than math.

which is happening right now.


seriously. i threw all my jc math out of the windows once exams ended.

omg people in the internet world are mad.

they actually bother with things like this.

don't blur your photos everyone.

the school STINKS.

and my new watch is seriously good looking.


am i weird?

i found reese's peanut butter cups in candy empire.
it's the normal sized one, so it's good. but they only come in packs of three. which is not so good.

peanut butter kit kats still can't be found. but i've got cookies and cream ones.

philo's exam is gonna be mcq. YAY. but it's only 50%. i'm required to write a 6 page essay. what the hell.

yay. can't wait for the next week. or something.

ebaying is currently making me kinda high now.

intense fight to the end! lol.

i'm a spendthrift.

spendthrift anonymous, anyone?

for some reason, the school has a pretty good download rate going on now. i'm seriously taking advantage of that fact.


for some weird reason, i never download at home.

GAH. what the hell. it ended like that.

GIVE ME MORE.

wiifit makes me hungry.

i'll sound like a kid, but... YES I'VE GOT NO TUITION TOMORROW. yay.

say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

breaking benjamin is STUCK in my head. GET OUT! GET OUT! not that i really mind.


i really need to adjust my sleep schedule.

and i think i'm really part of the IT generation. sometimes, i wish that our bodies were just machines that we could control with a few taps of the buttons. can you imagine? to study for some stupid test, all we have to do is copy the information into our brain and our brain will process it and store it until we choose to delete it. and we can set our sleeping schedule. and stuff like that.

maybe geniuses are really what we'll be like in the future, when we have all evolved to the most superior stage. (it seems weird saying that.) how do we know what is the most superior?

and i've always wondered. would there be a point in time where there's nothing left to invent anymore?

umm wtf? two lectures for psychology and our midterm paper is up.
at least it's only due in october. and i clearly see the question that i'm about to do. the other one is TOO tough for my pathetic brain.

and i really really like french. but the pronunciation's really killing me.



i think i've been spending TOO much time online.

i wanted to be a toll-booth operator because i thought it'd fun to say, "Hello!" to people.

LOL. typical bfs answer.

clearly i'm not very smart. just a few hours ago i was complaining about too much caffeine, and now i'm getting my second dose. and i'm BORED.

seriously. i have no idea why i still make it to math lecture.

i'll be coming into math lecture late and sweaty each thursday i guess. bah.


and i'm damn stupid. i forgot to shift my gear back to park, and i was wondering why the fuck the key couldn't be removed from the ignition nor the engine start. i thought my car died on me or something.

it seems like there is something called too much coffee in the morning. for me at least.

i'm giddy, my hands are trembling and i've got a stomachache. not sure if the stomachache's related to the coffee though.

GAH. i wish there was a starbucks in my house. all i need are the ingredients, the espresso machine, and someone who knows the starbucks way of making a nice caramel macchiato. so the ingredients i actually need are only caramel, coffee beans and milk.

who wants to apply for this position? you'll work only thursdays and fridays morning. (that's because i have no need to wake up so early on the other days.)


and i have to get my ass from arts fac to science fac instantaneously later. i hope the lecture lasts only 40 minutes. it might be bloody hard to get a parking lot later. especially at the science fac where there's only one carpark. (although admittedly a huge one)


and i really need some way for the caffeine to get out of my system.

well my timetable's finally out.

and it sucks.

10 to 8 on mon.
12 to 8 on tues.
10 to 4 on thurs.
8 to 6 on fri.

that's a total of 34 hours spent in school.

well at least i get a wednesday off.

wtf. first proper lecture in psychology and it's ALL bio.

welcome to the world of neurons.


at least this means i don't have to pay attention.

lecture just started and i am HUNGRY.

i hope it's ending early today.

lecture just started and i am HUNGRY.

i hope it's ending early today.

DID YOU KNOW that macbooks can read other macbooks?

if another person's macbook doesn't have a lock on it's files, i can excess it.

i've been listening to music this way in school.

and apparently, if breaking benjamin would come down to singapore, a lot of people would attend it.

it's two fucking am.

time for me to go to bed.

anyone got remedies for sleep?

btw, all hail me THE MUGGER.

yes it's true.

STOP LAUGHING YOU ALL.

lol ongying of course i would.

do you know i spend will be spending about $3800 a year on petrol?

that can buy me an air ticket.

seriously. akashi is like my favourite restaurant EVER. but let's not go there till three months later please.


and philosophy is REALLY interesting. the book we're supposed to read for school? it's pretty good. and i think i'm gonna go out and buy another copy of sophie's world lol. ongying you can prolly keep that copy since i think you're never going to finish it.

and i need to go out there and get an organizer.

and i found a place that sells moleskine notebooks here. but they only got the small ones, which have either blank or squared pages. damnit.

je m'appelle shuanghong.
je suis singapourienne.
je parle anglais et mandarin.
j'habite a singapour.

bah. french is kinda tough. and i can't type notes out due to the hassle of typing the accents and stuff. so everything will have to be handwritten. and the spelling is horrible. and the pronunciation. GAH. never mind. it's a step towards my trip to europe. if i can last that long.

philosophy's pretty good. the whole lecture, i kept thinking OMG SOPHIE'S WORLD. lol.

it's not freaking JUNE.

math lecture ended early. like less than one hour into the lecture, it ended. seems like i really got the slack modules. and it's rehashing most of everything we learnt in jc.

and i'm a fucking arts student. why is it that out of five days in a week, there's one day that i don't need to attend school, THREE days spent around sci fac, and ONE day in arts fac. stupid bloody modules.


and it's freaking hot today. walking to lt32 (which has no carpark near it) was like hiking through some place.

it'll be really awful to wear the 'MIKEY FUCKING WAY' tshirt to school, would it? i'll love to do so though.



and chocolate milk. instant laxative. i should keep that in mind.

so.

it was the first day that i had to attend school not wearing a uniform. (i kind of miss the uniform.)

it was the first day attending lectures.

can we rewind to eight months back again?

and i realized that my car no longer drags when increasing speed. yay!

i really think i need to go to bed NAO.

i hope i wake up in time tomorrow.

some people say that college is a stepping stone for their future.


fuck that. it's fucking putting a stop to my plans.


can't a fucking condo drop into my lap or something?

and i'm going to school at 6PM on monday. wtf.

gah. jason mraz had it right when he was singing about nintendo giving him the blister.

it's totally giving me one. maybe i should stop.

and lectures start on monday. fuck.


and the most annoying thing in the world is probably being forced to wake up. and my sleep schedule is seriously fucked up.

did you know that a horse goes,"meh-eh-eh?" LOL.

seriously. screw bidding. it only makes things worse.

and omfg tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow YAY.

i'm in despair over the probable state of our future. not for my generation, but the generations after me.

i don't know if it's me or something, but most of the kids i meet these days can't seem to THINK. they accept things at face value, and seem to follow the opinions of others. asking them questions is kind of futile, where they can't give you an answer. or their answers don't make any sense. some of you guys might think that they are young, but i don't recall being that way when i was their age. and it's not that young either.

kids these days have a strange mindset. one that i'll probably never understand.

sometimes, it just hit me how many people i have left behind in my mad dash for life.

what is wrong with me that i can easily give up years of friendships?

and at this point in time, regrets are already too late.

my new obsession: bon jovi.

i like them since like secondary school, but only paid attention to the songs. after catching sight of their mvs (the really old ones. OMFG living on the prayer), i'm hooked.

gimme cash to buy more cds please!

for some reason, i have so much things to say, and it all doesn't come to my brains in one shot. something must have short-circuited.

school's gonna start soon. (i KNOW. my plan totally failed. no more europe trip for me because it'll be impossible to earn that amount of cash now.)

lectures will be starting next week. and the schedules pretty much sucks. if i DO get the classes i want, i'll have classes on mon, thurs and fri. and the timings are all over the place.

and bidding for bloody modules SUCK. can't we just submit our names and the system chooses us by luck?

SHIT. sim shuang hong. you need to calm down.

you're still trembling and totally high.

take some deep breaths and chill.

GAH.

i can die a happy person now (probably not though due to my wants that can never be satisfied).

lee has the BEST eyes ever. he was looking at me, probably wondering why the heck i was there, and i looked at him. and we SMILED. god. fucking. blue. eyes. BLUE EYES. BLUE. EYES.

fine. but i'm totally in a fangirling mood now.

oh yeah. and i met this really cute...


little boy.

at the rockband booth. don't ask me what i was doing there. but the little boy's SO DAMN CUTE.

i think we first started talking when he asked me, "YOU'RE PLAYING EXPERT?!" lol.

and the singfest 2008 is finally over. for me at least.

injuries: blisters (from my fucking old converses can you believe it?? i didn't even know old shoes could give you blisters. and i seem to have lost my etnies. :'( i better go dig it out from somewhere.) and one huge scratch along my calf which i have no idea how i got there. and maybe concussions after all the knockings.

interesting item to note: i forgot to mention this yesterday, but i got SPAT ON by ian. well one of those who did. and i recall, i was spat on by a certain MR. FRANK IERO as well. not that i mind. :)

and jason mraz... GAH. totally awesome. and charming, with his head tilt. he tilts his head frequently, did you guys notice. and his voice is really good, sounding exactly like his cd does. no voice editing for him. :)

rick astley! never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down... lol i think i lost the site for that. rick roll was my first exposure to him. pretty amusing, and amanda probably thought i was weird for wanting to watch him. why the fuck not?

and panic.. i realized i'm not that interested in panic's music after all. i like them, but not to THAT extent. you know what i mean.

when you go for a concert, i realize all the fun is to be had in a moshpit. i didn't go up all the way to the front today, because today's artistes were those that i didn't mind watching from afar. but the mood from way behind is a lot different than in front. at the front, even if you didn't know the band or the song playing, you'll totally get into with all the vibes from the crowd surrounding you and the band practically singing to you. whereas at the back, you can like the band, know the songs, and yet not feel as high as you do at the front (when you don't know the band). next time, i'm not going to be lazy. i'm gonna go for the front!

and damnit. redbull doesn't work for me. i finished one can about an hour or so ago, and it totally has no effects on me. FUCK i need a source of something that can wake me up. i have yet to find it.

and two long entries in a row. did i break a personal record or anything?

please allow me my moment of fangirling here. if you don't like to read it, then.. i think you can just skip the whole entry. though it won't be very long, seeing how tired i am.

yeah well. this time, i got a chance to introduce myself to lostprophets. though they might probably forget me in the blink of an eye, but STILL. shaking their hands and exchanging their names AS THOUGH i don't know... *goes into giggles at the thought*

lee was the only one who brought his wife, but maybe because the wife had a certain special condition. but his wife is HOT. really hot. lucky guy.

GAH singfest. surprisingly the lineup wasn't that bad. but the crowd was. i nearly died don't know how many times during NFG's and LPS's sets. people were pushing all over and i was just moving along with the crowd.

lostprophets were AWESOME. other than the technical difficulty at the start which made people DAMN pissed. and i think a lot of people only recognize ian. when jamie was on stage trying to resolve his keyboard/laptop issue NO ONE said a thing. maybe they just couldn't recognize him with his hair like that. first sight i was pretty sure it WAS jamie, but carmen didn't agree. she thought he was part of the crew lol. and the band is a lot skinnier and taller than i expected. jamie is super entertaining. he's the kind of friend i'll like to make (kind of like stelly. LOL the teasing we always did to each other.) and i think i went off topic. back to the set.

ian was really charismatic throughout the set. it was quite difficult to drag your eyes off him, but as luck would have it, i was standing between mike and jamie so i could look at what they were doing too. too bad i was so close to the stage that i couldn't really see lee at the other end. :( (and the funny thing about me being SO CLOSE to the damn stage is that, i didn't even bloody queue up. i just entered when everyone was entering, and found myself on the third row. then moshing happened and i got pushed to second. kind of alternating between second and third row. and the damn mosh pit was right behind me. and i got kicked by all the crowd surfers so many times that at one point, i heard someone moving towards me and i just DUCKED. gah.) i'm trying to recall the setlist here. first song was everyday combat, with can't catch tomorrow, then rooftops, then a town called hypocrisy, then 4am forever, then last summer, then last train home, then shinobi, then burn burn. i think i might have mixed up some songs in between, but i'm pretty sure i mentioned all songs that were played. i did, did i? ian's rendition of never gonna give you up doesn't count. although that SERIOUSLY made me laugh. it wasn't bad, but i was thinking that if rickroll = image of ian watkins singing it, i wouldn't mind rickroll so much. in fact i might rick roll myself all day long lol.

and dear Mr. Ian Watkins said that they were gonna come back for a second time. and then he continued on by saying they'll come back EVERY YEAR until we'll get sick of it. seriously, i don't think i would. after all, i'm the kind of idiot who can play the same bloody cd in the car for 40 times and still refuses to change it. to the point where my sister who has no interest in the band nor songs can sing along to them. :) i'm a really good sister. trying to influence her to have better taste in music. ANYWAY. i'm hoping they'll seriously consider the coming back part. i knew that LPS had fans in singapore, but not to the extreme where EVERYONE (ok majority) could sing along to EVERY damn song played. even mcr didn't receive this treatment. COME BACK COME BACK. you can even come back every year if you want to. *bribes with haribo*

lol yes LPS likes haribo. i was super amused the first time i found that out. brings back memories of sec school where we'll go to the bookshop to buy that. first exposure. :)

:O and i said this entry was going to be short. GAH. another day of singfest. another day of coming home not knowing the identity of the owner that the sweat on my shirt belongs to. (i'm pretty sure it's not ALL mine.) and another day of tanning. ONE day at a bloody music festival did what FOUR days in tioman couldn't. bloody hell. YAY more tanning.

and i'm gonna end this off with two pieces of advice.
1. don't drive your car after not sleeping for 36 hours or more. it makes you totally distracted and stupid. lucky i didn't get into any accidents.
2. moshing for 6 hours is ridiculous. take a break and squeeze back in.

gah i didn't get french.

maybe i'll bid for it under general account, and swap that with understanding our universe. :) if it's possible.

the slippers from speedo are AWESOME. i didn't take a picture so you guys can't look at it. unless you're gonna be seeing me soon. :)

seriously, they're DAMN comfortable. even ongying said so. lalalalalaLA.

let's stop time.

fucking bidding system.