Back to basics.

Best ever teachers' day so far, I trudged home wearily and nearly collasped right on my door step because I was so tired. Delivery of presents was as usual, haphazard and highly chaotic - got hopelessly caught in a massive human jam with bodies being squashed against one another in the congested walkway outside the staffroom, with the stale smell of sweat lingering in the air (like ewww) and sticky people shoving and pushing their way through. Me and amanda stubbornly planted ourselves right outside the door, enjoying the sudden rejuvenating burst of cool air-con whenever a teacher entered or walked out, and kept ordering Mr John to call the teachers we wanted to see outside.

Was great to go back to SAC with Isa and manda, and all the teachers were there, which was a huge relief. (Last year was a total failure because by the time we had arrived, the whole school had been reduced to a complete ghosttown; the teachers had all left, and me and isa were left to slug about the school and idle the afternoon away in disappointment) Wallowed in self-contained nostalgia and became all sentimental walking through those cramped tiny corriders swamped with all the little blue pinafore-clad girls chatting animatedly with each other. Soaked in the lost innocence of primary school life all over again and the simplicity of everything in the past, where amath and emath didn't possess our minds with numbers and there weren't multiple CAs and tests every waking moment. Just venturing into the school made me feel so relaxed; it just felt so good to take a vacation from secondary school stress.

As part of yearly routine went to see Ms chee, bumped into mdm Shubana. Me, manda and isa spoke to Ms cham! And for the finale, we managed to find the elusive Ms Chow after scouring the corriders for her familiar face. The three of us burst into a fit of irrepressible laughter when she finally made her grand entrance into the staffroom area (couldn't help it lah). I did feel a tinge of pity for after learning from Ms Cham about the whole petition against her last year to stop teaching primary six (my god, since when did primary sixes get so daring) but manda and isa who detest her to the core didn't let their consciences get in the way. With Isa standing there staring at Ms Chow silently with covert loathing, and manda bombarding her with hilarious recommendations to join Singapore idol, the whole experience was pretty hilarious.

Later on, I was overtaken by waves of new-found hyperness and went ballistic camwhoring and doing failed jumpshots and retarded poses at the hopscotch area. Kept laughing manically and was so damn high that manda and isa were scared.

Love SAC.

The eleventh hour.

Action-packed, drama-filled day. I'm just gonna ramble and disregard punctuation and sentence structures. Suntec City in the evening, Crystle conveniently forgot to bring my accesories which she borrowed, then I was late (as usual) and we got lost and couldn't find one another, later bought tickets for The Proposal and walked around because the movie would only start half an hour later, but then we came in at exactly seven and missed most of the trailers (my fault because I had no idea Eng Wah screened its movies on the dot, and you were supposed to come in earlier and not on the stated time), after the movie at city hall realised my wallet was missing from my bag (scared the living shit out of me) walked all the way back to suntec, the kind usher allowed us to sneak back into the same cinema and coincidentally it was showing The Proposal too, crawled and went on our knees trying to find the wallet in the dark (cinema wasn't full, the area where we sat was empty) Crystle climbed over the seats right in front of everyone and finally fished out my wallet from the floor. Contemplated staying in the cinema and watching The Proposal all over again, but our overwhelming consciences got the better of us and we left.

The Proposal was sweet, it wasn't GREAT, but I liked it! It was funny and endearing and Ryan Reynolds was kinda hot inside (KINDA ONLY) I just couln't ignore the fact that Sandra Bullock is so much older than him in real life, and that pretty much made all the kissing awkwardish-weird, for some inexplicable reason at the ending kiss I realised Ryan Reynolds resembled a monkey. And that made me wince and grimace in my seat and the passion of the kiss rather much disintegrated into nothingness. Anyway if you need a light-hearted comedy go watch it, it's for hopeless romantics. About a billion times better than Ghosts of Girlfriends Past (the shittiest movie I've ever watched this year)

Okay I'm tired. Glad I got to relive some stress (though at the expense of my lit mugging) but oh well I needed a fun night. Crystle, nobody would have ever climbed over seats in the cinema and embarrassed themselves like that to find a wallet. Thanks for being the exception(:

'Cause you are the brightest star,

Watched the choir concert with Yiting at the Esplanade yesterday night, and we only needed to pay $6.40! So cheap. Was rather bored throughout the whole show, but still it was quite soothing listening to all the regal melodious voices resonating the entire hall, (though most were chinese songs sung about food and prosperity and wealth) and relaxing in the overwhelming grand concert hall with its palatial furnishings and luxurious seats and extravagant thingys dangling down from the magnificent ceiling. TKchoir was great, gave rachel, risa, sheryl and tat pretty pretty flowers and I saw Rachel Koh from CAP! Ooooh small world.

Lit FYE is next week, which is ridiculously near. Argh. I have yet to watch the proposal! And Bandslam got a surprisingly good rating, I'm guessing it's kinda like nick and norah's infinite playlist minus the sex and containing the disney element in it.

Working at the car wash yeah.

Carwash after school today.

Washed three cars-Ms Ng's, Mrs Shirley Yeo's and Mr Seah's (do not even get me started on that filthy thing) and now due to our incredibly ambitious enthusiastic spirits we still have ten more cars to go. I still cannot comprehend why we are bothering to work so hard just to fulfil a three-hour CIP legacy project. Just for a measly inconsequential trifling three hours, during which we slave and labour like nobody's business. And technically we're going to be spending more than twelve hours, because we're continuing on wednesday and thursday too.

It was rather tiring having to carry buckets of water from the rusty creaky tap near the bbq pits, then staggering across the prickly grass while grasping onto the thin flimsy handle of the bucket with water spilling out every minute during the long arduous journey back to the carpark. And after we plonked down our buckets, we realised we were left with only half a pail of water.
And my feet ended up calloused and dirty and peeling after grazing them on the rough surface of the carpark.
Ouch.

But overall, it was actually fun scrubbing the cars manically with soap and splashing water all over the hood and windows and then pouring water over each other and sitting on the ground gulping ice-cold green tea.

I felt very gratified after seeing all the cars so squeaky clean (esp. Mr Seah's car, did he drive through the mud or something?) Guess it was worth it lah.

The Proposal with amanda tomorrow, yay yay yay.

High hopes in velvet ropes.

Got woken up at the unearthly hour of 7 AM ARE YOU KIDDING ME on a perfect sunday morning, by natasha michiko yokoyama who's having the time of her life chilling in Canada. Thought some stalker got the wrong number, because I had a missed call from the same unidentifiable number on Saturday morning.

me: .....Hello...?
Nat: HI PAIGE!
me: ..............
me: omg hi nat! (with slightly less enthusiasm and a very croaky voice)

I miss fighting with my chairman.
BUT SO COOL I ACTUALLY GOT A PHONE CALL FROM CANADA. And a canadian wall post on fb and a canadian sms. Hahahahaha I am so easily thrilled.

I realised today my schoolwork productivity on weekends, on a scale of one to ten, veers between zero and one. I need to go for self-motivation courses and study dates with friends! *though for the latter more talking than studying will be done. Mom had to unstitch my pinafore because I got too many exclamations on how slutty I looked, with a hemline ten cm above my knees.And jerry/athena/reassena said they could see my fbts/underwear whenever I bent over to pick up stuff. I swear that was so embarrassing.
Crystle crashed my house yesterday and to put it simply, to steal my jewellery, buy used items from me (will not state the purpose so as to save her from being branded a cheapo) and help her dress up as a rock star. I'm so happy I got more moolah.
Been selling all my old manga comics (thank you elizabeth, rachel, linhui!) and so far I have earned a decent $20 from selling 10 books (they are in mint condition, mind you). THIS IS GOING KINDA WELL. So whenever my wallet's screaming for cash and emitting waves of poverty, I just sell a book, and poof! I don't have to starve for lunch. I feel so entrepreneur-ish. Though I used to buy one book of fruits basket in primary school for an exhorbitant sum of EIGHT DOLLARS AND NINETY CENTS (and that means I'm making a loss of eight to seven dollars for one book!), I still feel quite content. That is why I want a job. Because I love working, regardless of what job I get. And I get money. Shit I'm so money-minded.

Watched Singapore Idol on saturday evening (the replay), and it was the group performance. That was the first time I actually sat down to watch more than half an hour of SI, because other times I just watched the snippets/short clips for five minutes before hurrying off to do something else or I simply forget to watch it at all.

My gosh. If I were the contestants, I'd feel so mortified that I'd run away and migrate to Canada (haha). SIMON COWELL WOULD FAIL ALL THE CONTESTANTS. And these were the people that actually made it pass the auditions! Singapore's talent pool...oh man. And not that I can sing well, but seriously, everyone is just so darn bad that half the time I was cringing and grimacing with chagrin or laughing out loud because the singing was just so off.
AMERICAN IDOL FOREVER.
But I'm still going to continue watching - just for laughs.

To top off my very slackish week -
federer's in the cincinnati finals with djokovic! (((((((((((((((((((((:

Sunglasses, cover up my green eyes.

Summer Boy is so catchy and addictive zomg. It's been on repeat since ten minutes ago. So I don't hate Lady Gaga anymore! I have been unconsciously listening to her music for the past week because my brother blasts it on the hall everyday while I'm reading newspapers. Cannot believe he bought her CD, and now he's heavily infatuated with her. And yes, maybe I only hated her because of her atrocious fashion sense and the fact that she's rather overrated. I feel so hypocritical now, since I sorta like her.
According to my brother, I've been gaga-fied.

Just finished writing a whole brand new ONE FREAKING THOUSAND worded essay for the writer's badge. I am so proud of myself because for once, I thoroughly enjoyed writing an essay and did not treat it as some obligation. AND I STILL HAVE SO MANY MORE PRO BADGES TO DO ARGH I CANNOT FINISH THEM JIE SHI PLEASE EXTEND THE DEADLINE.
Plus emath = die forever, Ms yeo hates me like shit, I can just tell.

That'll make it 6 F9s for emath. Looks bad. Gulps.

Got back english compo, and surprisingly I actually thought I deserved much lower, because I didn't even touch on inner beauty. I should be thanking my lucky stars profusely right now.
Thank you thank you thank you.

Spiralling;

I am proud of myself for adopting a non-conformist attitude and not being whisked into the whole "let's tie our ponytail at one side" new current fad that seems to have taken the whole sec three level by storm. Okay, not everyone is tying the same hairstyle but I seem to be seeing more and more conspicuous imitations of the real deal. Shudders. Banish the wannabes! People who used to disparage it due to an inclusion of the bimbo element in it are now all succumbing to peer pressure and soon-to-be-gone trends.
And I have decided to revert back to scrunchies. Because they are timeless, classic hair accesories and screw you all who think they are auntie! Because they are so not auntie(:

Okay pardon the random hairy rant. Geddit? Hairy.
My god I am becoming cornier as the days go by.

Languid monday; total bore. Made a couple of movie dates but damn tests and are keeping me from fulfilling them. The Proposal with den yiting ws (tentative but I cannot contain my excitement because the trailer is so funny) and Management with Amanda (I am so not a fan of Jennifer Aniston but what the heck, it's a rom-com!) Got in touch with hollywood gossip by shamelessly browsing through various magazines at Videoworld, and I CANNOT BELIEVE JON AND KATE HAVE DIVORCED. This is what stupid reality tv shows and fame do to you - cameras pry into your life 24/7 and invade all your means of privacy and then every move detail gesture of your family gets so heavily scrutinized by the media that you don't know what kind of life you're living anymore. Just a facade put up for the camera.

I seriously pity the eight kids of Jon and Kate. It's just sad. They'll have to languish in the absence of a father and an emotionally stressed mother. Hollywood exploits people sometimes. The price of good tv.

I'm a bit disappointed that I missed Keane's concert. Because that was one of the few that was actually worth watching. Grrrr.

Drama Floor Anthem.

I coudn't have asked for a more crazy manic spontaneous fun-injected evening, after a horrible sleep-deprived week with consecutive late nights, subconscious babblings in class and stoning at the teacher through half-opened droopy eyelids while slumped on the desk like a motionless corspe. Spilled soya bean in the bus (and on isa-belle) got my amath file and pinafore drenched with white sticky protein-filled liquid which stank. Yuck.

Seaweed shaker fries and nuggets never tasted so delectable before, Ms Ng did keep to her word and really ordered Macs for our group which won the vocab game eons ago, and we got to eat it during english (how cool is that!?!?) She actually got the deliveryman to come to tkgs.

Drama Floor Anthem at the studio in the evening- Screamed myself hoarse, minor-moshed, the local bands were really good (I'm actually beginning to like local bands!) but beth was just awesome. Drama SYF piece was so engrossing; creepily enthralling; disturbing in a captivating sort of way, really proud of them all.

Went to Macs after; camwhored shamelessly in marine parade with yiting, den and crystle, with multiple failed jumpshots and candid shots; us trying to act nonchalent and pose in some extravagant model wannabe manner which just made passersby laugh their asses off.

Rest of pics on facebook.

And please do not sms or call my handphone, it's currently dead because it drowned in the water that spilled in my bag today.

Tell me about it.

Okay my com is seriously pissing the shit out of me, because the stupid youtube movie trailers I took so uber long to upload have mysteriously disappeared into thin air. I don't know why the heck I cannot upload them. God save a TI like me.
I need to write them down somewhere so I won't forget to watch them. (LIKE HOW I MISSED THE BROTHERS' BLOOM, DOUBT AND THE YOUNG VICTORIA)

500 days of Summer
Away We Go
The Education
Adventureland (Michael cera is awesome)
Paper Heart
The Time Traveler's wife
Julie and Julia
Sherlock Holmes (TREEEZA WATCH WITH ME!)

Orchard Ion yesterday with Yiting, Rachel and Nat was fun in a crowded-like-crap-hot-sweaty way.
I seriously had not expected it to be so bloody crowded (but oh well, it was a public holiday after all)
Even though the aircon was blasting, I perspired like crazy and felt so lost and disoriented, with hoards of people thronging the place, and being squashed like a pack of sardines amongst bodies of different sizes whatnot 24/7 was rather traumatising. I actually developed claustrophobia in those few hours.
We didn't get to see all the shops! It's so humungous that it'll probably take a whole day to cover the entire place. But at least now I have a new shopping mall to explore. Awesome.
Shared a ten-dollar ice cream with Yiting at Pasticream(?), some jap ice-cream place. It's definitely a much classier version of ice-cream chefs. IT WAS THE BEST ICE-CREAM I HAD EVER TASTED.
Bought a pair of shoes and a bag, and got scolded like *&%$# by mom. Shit I am becoming a compulsive shopper.

FAILED EMATH AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN.
I am dying.
12/40 is so horrifying.
But I'm getting used to it.

And thursday's CAP PRIMARY interview cum writing test! I have to go all the way down to the MOE gifted education campus (beth go with me!!!). I don't even know why I applied for it; I am so unprepared; my mind's in a total blank and is filled with CAS/SPRING TESTS/CRAP STUFF and I don't even know whether I want this! What am I going to tell the interviewer man. And the writing test oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh.
I am freaking out big-time.

This is where I won't be alone.

Just a little bit of this and that from friday.

3e2 won the talent concert!

ZOMG LAH DAMN FREAKING HAPPY.

Faustina, Amanda, Samantha, Yiting, , Faizah and Amanda Sng were awesome. Screamed myself hoarse, jumped around maniacally when they annouced the winner (first time was a false alarm when Laura said "IS IT 3E2......or 2e8?" and thoroughly embarrassed myself by screaming and jumping)

National Day celebrations were quite alright. Borrowed Den's kimono dress (thanks hun) and everyone was decked out in red and white and ethnic costumes. Yay to colour. The concert was not bad (though some stupid group "OFF KEY" totally made a fool out of themselves) , but the teachers' surprise performance was seriously the highlight. Mr Teo was hilarious. The teachers never fail to amuse us. Sang all the old national day songs and became patriotic. Bust most people were dead. Nat, me and sathrin practically sang our hearts out, arms and heads swaying side to side.

MOS Burger with one big group, then we split and I watched UP with tat, manda and mel at Marina Square.

I enjoyed Up! Though it wasn't what I had expected. For an animation flick, it's unusually sad, and maybe that's what makes it so heart-rending and unique. Not like all those other flicks with in-your-face slapstick humour aimed at entertaining little kiddies. Tat cried until her whole face was red. I only teared. But the animation and pictures were gorgeous.

Starbucks left me broke.

I need money.

Playing along lyrics.

Bugis with den last night, in the end neither of us bought anything for friday and ended up talking and walking. So much for productivity, but it was just great to go out with her.
Bumped into tat and yiting on the train, strangely coincidental. And then we took the train (with the intention of alighting at bugis) the wrong way and didn't realise it until we were at tampines.

Did the damn 2.4 retest today. Improved by 30 seconds, but missed gold by 14 seconds.
Walking kills everything hahaha.
And I feel so stupid now.
The only reason why my timing is so much worse than my timing last year is because I'm unfit, not un-sporty.
Nothing more to it.
So just run more lor.
I'll just try my best to get a gold next year.

(:


I'm going to watch sunshine cleaning later!
Yay.
Thanks Duan Yi.

Take everything with a pinch of salt.

Okay whatever that was just some bad pun.
Had lunch with Beth, Wei Sze, Den, Yiting and Treeza at A Pinch of Salt after school!
I had always wanted to chill there but never got the chance.
It's pleasantly quaint, I love the decor of the place! It has such a cosy homey vibe, with quirky stripes and colours and ikea-like plastic chairs<3
Six dollar buffet was HUGE. Calamari rings, fries, nuggets, potato wedges, fried rice, spaghetti, garlic bread and whatnot. Ate and ate and ate and ate. Fried food galore! Sinful but satisfyingly filling.
I MISS HANGING OUT WITH THOSE AWESOME PEOPLE. 2e3 all the way. Loved bonding with everyone.
Played truth or dare, ever ever (much easier than never ever) and all the questions/answers/truths revealed will bloody hilarious. Had to eat so much ice that my whole mouth was totally numb.

Funfunfunfunfun.

AND I SUCCEEDED IN NOT SLEEPING IN ANY LESSON AT ALL TODAY.
So proud of myself. Thanks to tat, who never fails to shake me whenever I begin doze off.
"paige paige don't sleep!"

Illusion.

Scrambled frantically into class this morning, all panicky and anxious. Guess where I found my bio textbook?
In the class cupboard.
Heh.

I love morning sleepy bus rides with isa-belle.
With consideration of the fact that I troop into the bus every morning looking like a dishevelled mad scientist cum zombie, whatwith my hair falling haphazardly all over my face giving me multiple thick feelers and my eyes barely open, brushing against other sleepy beings on the bus and not giving a hoot whether or not I hit them, it's amazing that I am still able to communicate with her moderately well despite my lack of repose. (And not yell at her face; I am so not a morning person)
Sometimes we can both sleep like logs, totally dao each other or engage in mindless random banter about anything under the sun. And most of the time we're the only ones talking in the bus, because everyone else is catching up on shut-eye.

Some of our places were changed today, and I am very disgruntled.
The awesome foursome of atikah aqilah risa and me have now split and we're all at different ends of the classroom.
This. sucks.
But at least I'm sitting beside ah tat, which is definitely a consolation.
Just don't molest me 24/7 okay, tat? Hahahaha.

Found out at the prata shop that tessa's in Ms June Lee's ballet class.
ZOMG I TOTALLY WENT NUTS.
I am so going to visit her.

It takes two to whisper quietly.

Mom satisfied my cereal indulgence by buying Waffle Crisp.
And I stocked up on the those japanese buns (found them at the 7-11 at orchard) I've been looking for for such a long time. IT IS BY FAR THE BEST BREAD I HAVE EVER TASTED.
So now I'm one happy person, because food makes me happy.
Vanilla Twiggies and gardenia buns stacked endlessly on shelves brought back treasured memories of CAP.

I realised I have been single-handedly screwing up my life.
1) I might have lost something I borrowed from someone, who might beat the living shit out of me if she finds out. Gulp.
(they say all teenagers scare the living shit out of me!)
2) I have not done my emath homework, though there's a possibility I might fail overall for that damned subject.
3) Procrastinating will be my downfall, because I still need to complete the geog slides. (it has been a month)
4) I have not filed my chem file. Stupid.

And I realised I might have lost my bloody bio textbook, which has notes in it.
Dammit.
I absolutely cannot stand it when I lose things.
BECAUSE I REMEMBER DISTINCTLY LEAVING IT AT HOME AND NOW I 'VE PRACTICALLY COMBED THE ENTIRE HOUSE AND I STILL CAN'T FIND IT.

All these constant frustrations plagueing me has to do with school, in one way or another.
Screw school.

Just wing it.

FINALLY CAUGHT HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCEEEEE OH YEAH.
Watched it with treeza (who was watching it a second time) at Plaza Sing in the evening, and contrary to what everyone says, I thought it was a good movie. Maybe it's because I didn't read the book in detail (my interest wavered after the terribly long draggy Order of The Phoenix), and forgot half the plot except the scene described in the book where harry and ginny kissed. HAHAHA. And the kiss was pathetic, IT WAS SO STUPID AND SHORT AND UNROMANTIC. GINNY KISSED HARRY, IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE OTHER WAY ROUND.

Daniel radcliffe is ugly.
And Emma Watson is really, really pretty. (Happy, crystle?!?!?)

Sat in the second row from the front, and in the end it was a pretty good experience, because initially I kept complaining about having to avert my eyes upwards and having to strain my neck, but in the end it made everything even more real and exciting because everything was so close-up.
The movie had a lot of suspense man. The Death Eaters swopping over London Bridge scene was AWESOME; it was well-shot and the special effects used were good. (UNLIKE TRANSFORMERS WHICH JUST THREW EVERYTHING IN EVERY SCENE) And some parts left me at the edge of the seat. I was gnawing my knuckles and had my cardigan covering my face at times, and squeezed treeza's hand nearing the end. I cried when Dumbledore died. It was so sad.

Oh and the movie was seriously witty. Laughed and laughed and laughed. It had the most humour compared to the other five. So overall, I really liked the movie, but I'm so going to read book 6 and 7 all over again. The harry potter fanatic in me has been resurrected from the dead.

In the morning, impetuously arranged a last minute Parkway trip with Raseena and met her at twelve at Borders. Walked around and chatted about our ever-so-sad-lives and thanks for hearing me rant dear.

It was fun hanging out with those buds(:
The soles of my feet are now aching horribly and there are blisters plastered everywhere. Ouch.