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"Their silence wasn’t awkward, but each expected the other to be so." |
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[Apr. 15th, 2008|06:00 pm] |
Today under the blistering heat and what not, while everybody was either in our stinky air conditioned classroom or on the basketball court Shaun, Pete, Clifton and I chugged it around the track. a) i realised that the ACS track is quite dilapidated. or murderous. (like IB doesn't already finish us off- whine!) it's got entire chucks of rubber peeling off waiting for us to trip and fall over. which i (klutz) did. (actually it was more of a slip slide and fall which everyone encountered but i was the only one who landed uncermoniously on my bum) again. i reiterate, all excercise machines/tracks/sport related objects hate me. don't worry. i hate them too.
Shawn: "We'll go take ab initio P.E" |
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[Apr. 6th, 2008|11:45 pm] |
"__(fill in name)____ subjugated himself/herself to a life of self-hate"
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[Apr. 6th, 2008|09:00 am] |
today i travelled to Spain, Italy,Hungary, France, Greece and Africa! in the span of half an hour!
yes. i married an indecently rich old man who takes delight in zipping me across the world to vist any country of my fancy.
OR
i have discovered google earth in bid to finish my (finishhhhinggg) EEE EEE.
(which i am evidently not doing right now) |
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| when you put your arms around me... |
[Apr. 1st, 2008|09:19 pm] |
| [ | Listening to |
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Nirasha's steps to battling a fever:
- Get mother/father/kind friend to give you a lift home. i have a complex about being unable to sleep on a bus/mrt/public place but if you do not, feel free to take which ever pleases you.
- Get home and sleep for X hours. X should be equal to the number of days one has not slept at a decent hour (decent here refers to 1 plus) maximum value of X is 3. (if you sleep any longer you can't sleep later = vicious cycle)
- Take a HOT BUBBLE BATH. stay still skin is wrinkly/ you start to fall asleep again.
- Take out a cryable dvd (walk to remember) and play while eating soup and toast (or whatever queer food fetish you might have) why cryable? it helps disperse the magnitude of emotional instability that comes with being sick.
- Jump into bed (again) and take out a book to read to lull you back to sleep. (for IB students i recommend huckleberry finn, it also ensures that your conscience does not nagg you)
- sleep till you have to wake up.
it may also help if you take a panadol between steps 4 and 5 or see a doctor.
if you are still sick after step 6, don't go to school on coming day. |
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| tis com'in tis com'in |
[Mar. 24th, 2008|08:31 pm] |
with the smell of change in the air.
the tingling felt
whether of fear or excitement
i do not know. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2008|02:56 pm] |
Comment and I'll give you an alphabet. You'll then have to list 10 things you love that begin with that alphabet. You may choose to do it at your journal or leave a comment here. Afterward, post this in your journal and give out some alphabets of your own. +++++++++++++++++++++++++ " I" from: ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) russianlovedoll
uno: Icecream
title is self-explanatory.first 'i" to come to mind. i have yet to come across someone who does not like/love/crave ice cream. i scream you scream we all scream for ICECREAM!
currently i have tubs and tubs of icecream sitting in the fridge, leftover from class party cat years ago.
mochi icecream <3
dos: Incubus/INXS
best bands forever.
(nothing more to say. because they are simply THE BEST)
tres: IB
currently, (unfortunately) that has been all which my life revolves around. a significant mention here.
this love-hate relationship we had is developing into a
hate hate relationship.
cuatro:IIIACHZZ
the noise i make when anyone brings up IB. prononunced III.AAI.CC.HHKX. it is also the sound that my friend makes while studying. so no i am not the only one.
cinco:ITALY!
this is normally accompanied with a hearty smile because it is normally used in context of italian food. my first love. BUT italy also because i have been planning with Seren to backpack across it since..secondary 2?
seis:Indigo
closest thing to purple (not violet.i hate violet the name the smell the colour) in the rainbow.
also
the colour of my room.
siete:Idiot
i love that word. its an affectionate term. (most of the time) and whenever i hear it i think of ALOT of people. most of the time it's Prema, not because of anything, but because she calls me that. many a time.
after a while you realise that everybody has their own ways of pronouncing that word.
eeediot. iiiidiot. iddddiot.idiot.idiottt.
Prems got the best.
ocho: Ibsen
I got that from Hedda Gabbler which is sitting on my desk (World Lit). Ibsen becuase his plays are. interesting. and also because he brings Mrs. Low to mind which by far is the best Literature teacher in the universe. everytime i pick up eotp i hear her voice belting out the lines.
nueve:Iceblended ___________
the blank is because i had trouble deciding on any particular iceblend that i love. you name it i love it. (unless its green tea iceblended. sorry but no thanks.)
diez: I'll be/Iris
because both of the songs were constantly on repeat on my itunes (another I!) two years ago? and because the bundle of hyperactive nutcase in my cousin's house is also named Iris.
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"i say don't you know you say you don't know. i say..take me out!"
(another I!)
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| raining them men, |
[Mar. 14th, 2008|10:08 pm] |
suuu-shi.''
just when the novelty of walking home at nine pm with my (red) umbrella in one hand, (not red) ipod in the other and feet randomly kicking through a puddle of rain water, sludge and what-not (dead leaves maybe?), wore off the sun came back out again. And on a completely unrelated note. i went shopping today. On a more related note. now all my shoes will be dried for another week of rain puddle water kicking sessions. but then again school's probably going to keep us in school (building) nice, high and dry.
on another completely unrelated note. i hope it rains tommorrow. and the day after that. and then after that. and then after that. and then...
(no then. and then. no and then. -silence- and then and then and then and then and then!)
all my loving.
dope.
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[Mar. 12th, 2008|04:17 pm] |
"gor, so lame"
tis one morning spent well during the holidays. no doubt something is definitely wrong in this department over here. BUT it's alright we'll just take it one step at a time. I'm sure we'll reach neverneverland someday sometime soon.
i spent this week (delightfully) floating through the hours.
Jamal: Have you read all you're Literature books yet?
Nirasha: em....nope?
Jamal: Good girl.
from the snippets of Mrs Dallaway and other bits and pieces, i have decided that once i finish T.C.C.O.J.A i shall find and start on T.C.C.O.Virginia.Woolf.
Huckleberry Finn and Paddy Clark HA HA HA (what kind of title is HA HA HA? tis a hint about the plot itself.) can go fly a kite.
and this is how procrastination started all along. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2008|08:45 pm] |
i would't mind going to jail for you vs. i wouldn't mind going to jail for killing you.
- it's the small things in life which make such a large impact on you.
- welcome to hollywood are the blinking neon lights which flicker in my conscience. (this could be attributed to my short lived shopping spree)
- i have temporarily taken on the appearence of an oddling. my cheeckbones have swollen and my voice has. broke. (therefore you wouldn't be seeing me in school tomolo)
- saturday: shapeology. the people you can be weird with are those whom you truly love.
- "it's not about how tierd you are. it's about how annoying they are"
to be honest. i'd rather be in school tommrrow because we all only have 30 weeks left. and truthfully that upsets me. just a week ago i would have been rejoicing. it takes us a year and nine weeks to settle down. tis irony. |
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| druglite |
[Feb. 27th, 2008|09:12 pm] |
i say, staying at home is bloody addictive.school is unproductive . unfriendly . and monstorously ugly. if given a choice there is no other place i'd rather not be.
the reasons why i go are pathetically pitiful. say today: math test. Tomolo: donate blood. Friday : honour's day.
to have to justify myself going to school as to "donate blood" is exteremely sad.
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| dear sandman. i really miss you |
[Feb. 24th, 2008|07:37 pm] |
| [ | Listening to |
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dear Mr Sandman,
please inform my school of my perpetual insomina and inability to fall asleep due to various reasons. i'd be eternally grateful and i really hope you'd visit me soon. :)
P.S: please visit Farrer Court also and all other friends who have not seen you for a long time.they really miss you too.
Today was a shifilled pile. Pile filled shit.
Past vs present was terribly amusing. International was a no show. (thanks alot) so we played the year fives. and then match of the century:
we played combined teams of ACS junior and ACS primary. Thankfully we will be able to show our faces in school tomorrow. Half the time we were playing a warped version of freeze tag. and. i think they used thier good looks as an advantage. (sore!!) think "aww so adorable we might squash them." obviously we were thinking along the wrong lines. BUT. its alright. it was. fun?
"my ipod is so scratched i can't see my face anymore."
it hurts here here and here. and here as well. hear me?
i get by with a little help from my friends
gets high with a little help from my friends.
i'm gonna try with a little help from my friends.
it sounds better when he sings it. trust me.
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| keeping all the chickens but they wouldn't lay eggs. |
[Feb. 23rd, 2008|09:45 pm] |
| [ | Feeling: |
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| [ | Listening to |
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is it that she knows me so well
or
i am simply easy to read.
whichever it was. i am glad
that things can last forever.
to write it is to solidify it.
saturday of the great week eight. a week which would mark the first of which i spent the entire of in school. hopefully it is also the last.
2 is the number of times i went to casurina prata store over a period of 14 hours. 4 is the number of times i spoke in tamil today (i say 0 is the number of comprehension). 5 is the number of times my father tried to wake me up from my sudden unexpected afternoon siesta. 7 is the hour i woke up. ( and found out about my new habit? of spouting random nonsense when my father tried to wake me up. but. i had a vivid VERY real dream)
and such my life is numerated.
3 is the number of oranges which i (regret) bought.
0 is the the number of dollars i have in my wallet.
currently my wallet is decorated with pretty recepits and absolutely no money at all.
love is such a frequent yet foreign feeling. i love it.
pick me up of the day: " from concentrate. syrup free" |
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[Feb. 21st, 2008|10:04 pm] |
'tis a pitiful life we lead.
so much are we craving for fun that we go to odd lengths to attain it.
this is bordem.
and we 'leared' today in LT2.
*Leared- the action of doing anything remotely related to Shakesphere's Kind Lear.
it was fun. if only so as to give a valid reason to miss tamil.
which is always a cause for celebration.
life is such that eating a single dessert is always much more fun than sitting for an entire meal.
hence forth.
i'll live just for the sweeter parts.
like attap seeds.
refined taste.
Maroon five concert is on the 25th of march.
the comparison of Maroon five to Incubus is 30 : 3.
10: 1. *derived from favourite songs of one versus the other.
Thus. it is justified that we should sell our incubus tickets and go for maroon five.
or maybe not.
one week and three days to march holidays.
here i come. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2008|08:50 pm] |
i have the discipline of a ______________________ (input creature/person who is excessively lacking in discipline and what not.)
Constant reminder to self to encourage myself and to attend was a failure. BUT. I did Lear-ing with shaun. so action justifiably outweighs opportunity cost.
Has mentioned before my tamil skills are depreciating. depreciating at an increasing rate:
currently for "words of similar meaning" i have strung together odd similar sounding words in hope that they give rise to some meaning. That is if they actually do mean something. And if they did, if i actually spelt it accurately. the probablilty of that is approaching zero.
i do not see how what we are learning now is applicable in any particular way.
we all have plans to quit school and open a currypuff stall in Ang Mo Kio and
swim in lots and lots of money.
yay.
incubus has started to annoy me and now i am rethinking my investment of $127. ipod withdrawal symptoms? i think not.
And ACS in its sheer brilliance has organised its Honours Day on first of march (okay so maybe they didn't organise it to fall on a saturday but couldn't we celebrate it on a friday/ 29th Feb or something pro IB busy student friendly ). date ring a bell? = thanksgiving mass in ij. excellent. |
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| thy great black pit |
[Feb. 17th, 2008|08:37 pm] |
icky igloo's mutlimelted ice cream
- with the knowledge that running solves nothing and contentment is achieved through acting pleasure, i justified my action(s). that is the worthwhile day spent shopping.
- currently my fridge is overflowing with ginormous amounts of ice cream. (hence -obviously- the title.)
- insomnic tendencies has resulted in nothingness. (with refernece to my doings my thinkings and my otherthingings)
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
and the vermin of the world inhabit it
and its morals aren't worth what a pin can spit
and it goes by the name of London.
At the top of the hole sit the previlaged few
Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo
turning beauty to filth and greed...
I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders,
for the cruelty of men is as wonderous as Peru
but there's no place like London!
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
and it's filled with people who are filled with shit!
And the vermin of the world inhabit it!
jhonnie boy. |
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[Feb. 10th, 2008|10:04 am] |
Prema was right
so many have taken the plunge, while i have yet to even toe the line. |
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| sound of music |
[Feb. 3rd, 2008|07:19 pm] |
going to malaysia always reminds me of a grand escape.
walking up at an ungodly hour and sneeking to the car after loading our minimal luggage into the boot. The idea that the entire neighbourhood is still asleep and here we are leaving, always gives me the feeling that we are sneeking away. so terribly exciting until the hour catches up on me and i fall asleep before we even make it across the causeway. but hey. the entire process always reminded me of the scene in sound of music. |
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| V-day is D-day |
[Feb. 2nd, 2008|10:09 am] |
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Today i enjoyed the epitome of a goof friday:
- had an insight on human behaviour undergoing stress and fear.
- watched a ultimately depressive movie, which acc to Shaun may be humourous if seen for the use of dramatic / situational irony. (extremely gory too) eeee.
- became accquainted with/introduced to/develope close girl pal friendship with Ms. Ting Ting
- was more intouch with my singlish then i had been since...forever.
- realized that some people here are not without a lack of good music taste :)
- did not stick to Azmi's deadline for my eee eee. (hence i woke up NOW to do so)
-cheers to impulsiveness.
-format courtesy of Clifton-
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[Jan. 31st, 2008|10:07 pm] |
| [ | Listening to |
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like an energizer bunny.
report: Sleeping patterns have adopted a warped sine curve shape. immense fluctuations from 9.00pm to 3.00am.
i really don't like school.
family pick up/ and courtesy of Avinash/Pranesh the world moves once again.
i will selfishly admit that i enjoyed it.
Seng Tiong found the score of Pirates of the Caribbean.
i think that insomia may run in this family.
my room is not going to be cleaned by tue-day.
tomorrow is friday. yet i don't want the week to end.
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