Saturday, January 31, 2004

The birthstone of Febuary.

Amethyst is the purple variety of quartz and is a popular gemstone. If it were not for its widespread availability (means it's common loh :X), amethyst would be very expensive (haha, cheap!). The name "amethyst" comes from the Greek (yeah, you speak greek. xP) and means "not drunken." (hahahaha. not drunken indeed. :X) This was maybe due to a belief that amethyst would ward off the effects of alcohol, (hrm. true true.) but most likely the Greeks were referring to the almost wine-like color (suited, suited.) of some stones that they may have encountered. Its color is unparalleled, and even other, more expensive purple (PURPLE! XP)gemstones are often compared to its color and beauty.(ahem. colourful and varied, yes. beauty? AHEM. *kaffkaff*) Although it must always be purple (ALWAYS PURPLE! :X) to be amethyst, it can and does have a wide range of purple shades.

evaluation.
wahahhaahhaa.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:20:00 AM

Friday, January 30, 2004

bah.

sickeningggg.
just went to the Gothika official website to check out the story and trailer.
had some luck with the trailer.
saw halle berry in 4 bit colour.
-_-;
suddenly there was a bright flash and a scream.
i saw splotches of blue and pink and i didn't know what the hell was going on.
tried to view the story.
couldn't highlight the text in the flash presentation.
only saw blobs of blue against black background.
bah.
i need a new comp.
*complains*

haiiii
they were burning incense last night.
the hokkien people, i think.
according to my mom.
my sis was complaining last night how she couldn't sleep because of all the smoke.
and i was coughing.
am still smelling smoke.
ugh.
people all falling ill.
ew.
good business for the doctors.
and roy.
sleep more. sleep earlier. =/
even if you don't complete all that's been assigned to you it's still fine
you'll get through fine.
if it's other things that's keeping you awake
show them the finger, yeah?
=/
j2's an important year. take care of your health.
it'll be horrid to be sick during the exam, y'know.

*cough + sneeze*
anyway today's my sis' 15th bdae.
whee.
old old old old liaooooooo.
happy burfdaeeee to herrrr
happi birthdaaayyy to herrr
happi burfdae happy birthdayyyy
happy birthday to her.
xP

she came home earlier than expected.
much much earlier.
she's sick too.
thank goodness there's a stash of stuff at home to be given to her as presents.
>_<
bought much earlier.
heng heng heng.
horrible horrible year.
haiiii.

Suspense/Horror and Thriller
1 hr. 35 min. A criminal psychologist (Berry) awakens to find herself a patient in the very same mental institution in which she works, with no memory of the murder of her husband (Dutton) that she's accused of committing. As she tries to regain her memory and convince her coworkers of her innocence, a vengeful spirit uses her as an earthly pawn... which only further convinces all involved of both her guilt and her increasingly stead descent into madness and delusion.
Release Date: November 21st, 2003 (wide).
MPAA Rating: R for violence, brief language and nudity.

ok.. supernatural stuff.
i'm erhh.. freaked? =/
>_<
i think you'll find me hiding under the seat with the mouldy popcorn bits tomorrow evening.
*sweatdrops*
i used to like this genre
now i'm just simply freaked.
T_T

erk.
dith is softttttttttttttt.
bAH.

Parents should know that this movie has intense peril and disturbing, graphic, and grisly images of violence. There are references to extremely violent crimes. There is nudity in a scene of a group shower and a joke about circumcision. Characters use very strong language. One positive note is the portrayal of a strong, intelligent, resourceful black woman

eeeee.
^^;

all the reviews not v good.
o.0

another synopsis from moves.com

A respected criminal psychologist (Halle Berry) hears confessions from a satanic patient (Pen?lope Cruz) and later has an experience with a mysterious woman. This leads to nightmares, but her life really becomes horrific when she wakes up and discovers she's been locked in her own sanitarium for a murder that she can't remember committing. It turns out that the victim is, in fact, her husband (Charles S. Dutton), the hospital's administrator, and all the evidence points to her. While trying to figure out what's happened and separate fact from fiction, her colleague (Robert Downey Jr.) wonders whether she's finally gone crazy.

o.0
>_<~

now, House of Sand and Fog looks less frightening.. ^^;

Drama
2 hrs. 06 min. Massoud Amir Behrani (Kingsley) is living a lie to fulfill a dream. Once a member of the Shah of Iran's elite inner circle, he has brought his family to America to build a new life. Despite a pretense of continued affluence, he is barely making ends meet until he sees his opportunity in the auction of a house being sold for back taxes. It is a terrible mistake. Through a bureaucratic snafu, the house has been improperly seized from its rightful owner, Kathly Lazaro (Connelly). The loss of her home tears away her last hope of a stable life - a life nearly destroyed by addiction - and Kathy decides to fight to recover her home... at any cost.

erk.
*sneezes again*
stupid construction outside.
screwing me uppp.
i smell joss stick, incense and engine smoke.
@#^$#&$%&#Q%!@#%@$^#&$&%@#%@#%@$@!@%@$@$!@$%@^$@#%&#&*#@#%@$^@%&@$#%!#%!@^$#&*$*(%&($^#$%@$!@$~!#%@%&$*$%(%#$^@$!#!#@&%*&(&^%#$@!$^!@&%&#*%(%)^)%$#$!@#!@#*^%()^%#$$@^
gonna fall ill soon.
Q$%@%&$*%^$^*(&&(%&(%()&%)*(%^)*^_(*^(_*^T(_%^^*$#%^E^*%

BAh.

i still opt to watch Stuck On You.
heh, senseless comedy by the Farrelly brothers.
whee!
although i never watched Shallow Hal or Dumb and Dumber,
but i've heard good reviews for this.
slapstick comedy i reckon, about cojoined twins.
xP

The Butterfly Effect looks good.
shall anticipate that.

Science Fiction/Fantasy and Thriller
1 hr. 53 min. A young man (Kutcher) struggling with the psychological effects of sublimated childhood memories devises a technique of traveling back in time to inhabit his childhood body, but he finds that every trip back has unintended results on his present self, leading him to travel back again and again, trying to repair the damage that he's only making worse and worse.

but it's a concept thought up by erh...
dunno which philosopher.
sci fi stuff.
reminds me of a lot of shows. but hey, it's the top movie in the US now.

and AHhhhhhhhhhh.
ALong Came Polly.
Ben stiller!!!!!!!

Comedy
1 hr. 30 min. Ben Stiller plays risk-averse Reuben Feffer, whose best-laid plans for life and love careen wildly off track when his bride dumps him on their honeymoon for a muscle-bound scuba instructor. Stunned, humiliated and in the grip of acute indigestion, Reuben plans to play it safer than ever. But a chance encounter with an adventure-craving, childhood friend named Polly (Jennifer Aniston) shoots him into a whirlwind of extreme sports, spicy foods, ferrets, salsa dancing and living in the moment.

hahahaha. saw the trailer on tv. damn farnieeeeeeee.

hmm. and This.
the Win a Date with Tad Hamilton movie..
LoL. typical teen dream feel good sorta movie.
sounds interesting, but mundane, nonetheless.

1 hr. 35 min. When a hot young actor, Tad Hamilton (Duhamel) agrees to participate in a "win a date" contest to promote his new movie, his world is turned upside-down when he finds himself falling in love with the winner, a grocery store checkout girl from West Virginia named Rosalie (Bosworth). Showing up in her hometown to profess his love, Tad unwittingly inspires Rosalee's longtime best friend (Grace), who works with her as a bagger at the Piggly Wiggly, to also admit his love for her, putting Rosalee in the middle of a very unexpected romantic triangle... who will she pick? The best friend who's always been there for her, or the guy whose face decorates the walls of millions of girls' bedrooms?

now as for Big FIsh, i don't know what they're driving at.
but the poster looks good and the title so abstract i might just watch it for a kick.
Drama and Comedy
2 hrs. 05 min. Edward Bloom (Albert Finney) has always been a teller of tall-tales about his oversized life as a young man (Ewan McGregor), when his wanderlust led him on an unlikely journey from a small-town in Alabama, around the world, and back again. His mythic exploits dart from the delightful to the delirious as he weaves epic tales about giants, a witch and conjoined-twin lounge singers. With his larger-than-life stories, Bloom charms almost everyone he encounters except for his estranged son Will (Billy Crudup). When his mother Sandra (Jessica Lange) tries to reunite them, Will must learn how to separate fact from fiction as he comes to terms with his father's great feats and great failings.

hmm. Cold Mountain.
stellar cast.
but mm.
the plot is erh..

Romance and Drama
2 hrs. 35 min. Directed by Academy Award?-winner Anthony Minghella ("The English Patient", "The Talented Mr. Ripley") and based on Charles Frazier's best-selling Civil War novel of the same name, COLD MOUNTAIN tells the story of Inman (Jude Law), a wounded confederate soldier who is on a perilous journey home to his mountain community, hoping to reunite with his pre-war sweetheart, Ada (Nicole Kidman). In his absence, Ada struggles to survive, and revive her father's farm with the help of intrepid young drifter Ruby (Renee Zellweger).

and.. WahAHahaha i wanna watch Torque merely for the octane action!
xP

Action/Adventure
1 hr. 34 min. Set in the fast-paced world of motorcycle racing, this action movie shows what happens to long-time biker (and non-gang member) Cary Ford (Henderson) when he is framed by a long-time rival, Henry (Schulze), the leader of a biker gang called the Hellions for the murder of Sleepy D, the brother of Trey Wallace (Cube), the leader of the Machine, the most notorious and feared biker gang in the country. Cary and his friends must make a run for it as they have both Trey and his Machine bikers and the FBI on their tails.

eeee. another murder mystery.
but nice and intriguing, and as Tay Yak Keak put it in Life!,
a very serious film.
Mystic River.

Thriller and Drama
2 hrs. 17 min. When they were kids growing up together in a rough section of Boston, Jimmy Markum, Dave Boyle and Sean Devine spent their days playing stickball on the street, the way most boys did in their blue-collar neighborhood of East Buckingham. Nothing much out of the ordinary ever happened, until a moment's decision drastically altered the course of each of their lives forever. Twenty-five years later, the three find themselves thrust back together by another tragic event--the murder of Jimmy's 19-year-old daughter. Now a cop, Sean is assigned to the case and he and his partner are charged with unraveling the seemingly senseless crime. In the wake of the sudden and terrible loss of his child, Jimmy's mind becomes consumed with revenge--and his own plans to find the killer. Caught up in the maelstrom is Dave, now a lost and broken man fighting to keep his demons at bay. As the investigation creeps closer to home, his wife Celeste becomes consumed by suspicion and fear, while Jimmy's wife, Annabeth, draws her family tighter together in order to weather the storm.

WAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
I WANNA WATCH THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE PERFECT SCORE
WHAAHHAHAHAHAA.
check it Outtttttt

Comedy and Crime/Gangster
1 hr. 43 min. Six high school students band together and develop a plan to steal the answers for the S.A.T. in order to prevent the test from unfairly defining who they'll become. Each student in the group has his or her own set of circumstances that leads to the conclusion that the only way to truly decide one's own fate is to beat the system.

heh, Barbershop 2 : Back in Business looks kewt.
Comedy
Calvin, Eddie, Terri, Jimmy, Isaac, Ricky, and Dinka are open for business again at Calvin's Barbershop. Gina, a stylist at the beauty shop next door, is now trying to cut in on his business. Calvin is again struggling to keep his father's shop and traditions alive--this time against urban developers looking to replace "mom & pop" establishments with name-brand chains. The world changes, but some things never go out of style--from current events and politics to relationships and love, you can still say anything you want at the barbershop.

hm.
Catch That Kid looks dumb.
eeee.

hahahahahahha
50 First Dates.
YAY A SANDLER MOVIE!

Comedy and Romance
Henry Roth (Sandler), a veterinarian at an aquarium in Hawaii, falls in love with a girl, Lucy (Barrymore), with short-term memory loss, but he has to keep getting her to fall in love with him every time they meet in order for them to have a relationship, since she never remembers the last time she met him.

haha, bound to be lame and Sandler-ish
:D~

and Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii wanna watch THISSSSsssssssssssss
Osama.
Art/Foreign and Drama
1 hr. 22 min. Set in Afghanistan, just as the Taliban began to take over, as women found themselves forbidden from coming out onto the streets unless accompanied by a man or a boy. The story focuses on a mother and a grandmother who have no living husbands or sons, so they disguise a daughter (Golbahari) as a boy named Osama so that she can escort her mother as she leaves the house, looking for work

hrm. Kitchen Stories looks hellava interesting!
wonder if they'll have this and Osama in singaporean theatres?
=/

Comedy and Drama
1 hr. 32 min. In post war Sweden it was discovered that every year, an average housewife walks the equivalent number of miles as the distance between Stockholm and Congo, while preparing her family meals. So the Home Research Institute sent out eighteen observers to a rural district of Norway to map out the kitchen routines of single men. The researchers were on twenty-four-hour call, and sat in special strategically placed chairs in each kitchen. Furthermore, under no circumstances were the researchers to be spoken to, or included in the kitchen activities.

Goodbye Lenin! (tried dling this halfway =/)
Art/Foreign and Comedy
When his mother, a steadfast Communist, has a heart attack and falls into a coma while watching him being arrested during a protest in Berlin in 1989, a young East German man becomes concerned that when she wakes up, the excitement of the fall of the Berlin Wall may be too much for her. So eight months later, as she is returning home from the hospital, he sets about recreating the era of Communist era East Germany in the area around her apartment, but with everyone being so caught up in their new-found democracy, the illusion of depressing Iron Curtain malaise is difficult to maintain.

Eurotrip sounds interesting too.
Comedy and Romance
When the German pen pal that a high school student, Scott Thomas (Mechlowisz), has been using to help him get an "A" in German (by translating his homework over the Internet) for years suggests that they meet, the boy's reaction is to freak out, thinking that "Mieke" is a) a guy and b) some sort of older sexual stalker, looking for a young boyfriend. When he discovers to his delight that his pen pal is actually a cute fraulein (Bohrs), he and his best friend, Cooper (Pitts (who tries to con his summer internship boss into thinking he's still in America), fly to Europe, accompanied by twins Jenny (Trachtenberg) and Jamie (Wester), after graduation to meet her, in an exciting and sometimes wacky trip across Europe (London to Paris to Amsterdam), headed for Berlin.

hrm. holy movie.
The Passion Of the Christ.

This film tells the story of the last 12 hours in the life of Jesus (Caviezel), on the day of his crucifixion in Jerusalem. This film's script is based upon several sources, including the diaries of St. Anne Catherine Emmerich (1774-1824) as collected in the book, "The Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ", "The Mystical City of God" by St. Mary of Agreda, and the New Testament books of John, Luke, Mark and Matthew.

arty movie!
Distant.

Art/Foreign and Drama
1 hr. 50 min. Set in Istanbul, Turkey, during a snow-covered winter, this is the story of a lonely (and yet hermit-like) photographer who lets one of his relatives from the remote village he grew up in live with him for a while in the city while looking for a job on a transatlantic ship.

and hai. i'm still dying from the engine exhaust and the smoke and my never-ending sniffles.
x_X

OMG LOOK AT THIS
SO CUTE
robot stories
Four stories about robots make up Greg Pak's inventive, comedic science-fiction film. In My Robot Baby, a couple of aspiring parents go to an adoption agency, anticipating their first child. However, instead of the human baby they expected, they are given a robot baby as a parenting test. Equipped with computer sensors, the robot baby monitors its parents' caregiving, recording such crucial information as when it is fed and how often it is cuddled. However, when its father is called away on a business trip, mom is left with a significant burden--a very bad robot. Next, in The Robot Fixer, which is the most effective and moving story of the bunch, a mother and daughter tend to their son/brother, who has fallen into a coma after being hit by a car. Going to his apartment, they find a neglected collection of Microbots, and they decide to reassemble the bots piece by piece--finding arms, legs, and other accoutrements at garage sales and in toy stores. Machine Love is the most outrageous of the vignettes. It is the story of a G9 iPerson, the newest model of personal computer in the year 2007. The computer appears to be an actual person who looks like an office worker and is programmed not only to perform work, but to adapt to office culture. When the iPerson meets his love interest, his programming proves to be very multifunctional. In the final installment of ROBOT STORIES, entitled Clay, an old man living in 2027 prepares to die. Longing for the wife he lost long before, he debates whether to die a natural death or undergo "scanning," a process by which his consciousness may live on after his body is gone. ROBOT STORIES is a unique and truly entertaining film.

ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i wanna watch!
xP

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
Comedy and Romance
This is the story of a guy, Joel (Carrey), who discovers that his long-time girlfriend, Clementine (Winslet), has undergone a psychiatrist's (Wilkinson) experimental procedure in which all of her memory of Joel is removed, after the couple has tried for years to get their relationship working fluidly. Frustrated by the idea of still being in love with a woman who doesn't remember their time together, Joel agrees to undergo the procedure as well, to erase his memories of Clementine. The film, which takes place mostly within Joel's mind, follows his memories of Clementine backwards in time as each recent memory is replaced, and the procedure then goes on to the previous one, which is likewise seen, and then erased. Once the process starts, however, Joel realizes he doesn't really want to forget Clementine, so he starts smuggling her away into parts of his memory where she doesn't belong... which alters other things about his memories as well.

The Reckoning
Drama
In 14th Century England, this powerful tale of redemption follows a fugitive priest (Paul Bettany) who falls in with a troupe of travelling actors (led by Willem Dafoe). As they arrive in a small town, the actors encounter a woman being sentenced to death for witchcraft and murder. Discarding the expected bible stories, the actors stage a performance based on the crime. Through the performance of the play, they discover that the townspeople know the woman did not, in fact, commit the murder. The stage becomes a place where vital human truth is told. The fugitive priest comes to terms with his own crime and makes a powerful sacrifice, thereby redeeming himself.

Monster. omg CHarlize THeron
Crime/Gangster, Drama and Thriller
1 hr. 49 min. Aileen Wuornos (Theron) had a difficult and cruel childhood plagued by abuse and drug use in Michigan, becoming a prostitute (and pregnant) by the age of 13. Wuornos eventually moved to Florida where she became a highway prostitute, servicing the desires of semi-truck drivers. This movie focuses on the nine month period in 1989 and 1990 during which she had a lesbian relationship with a woman named Selby (Ricci), and during which she also began murdering any of her clientele who tried to rape her.

i wanna watch Lost IN Translation too~
Drama
1 hr. 45 min. This is the story of two Americans, a washed-up TV star (Murray) in town for a TV whiskey commercial shoot, and the (very) young wife (Johansson) of a photographer, who meet in Tokyo, Japan and end up spending a weekend hanging out there together on a "soul-searching mission."

zZZZZZZZzzzzzz.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:35:00 PM

Thursday, January 29, 2004

what the hell...

i don't check my blog for two days and i see a bugger using my name to tag my board.
yes, i'm a fat slacking bummer. is that a problem?
coward leh you. expose yourself la.
is that so hard?
;)

aaaaaaanyway
i've been busy
oh yeah
nothing to blog about now cept that it's cold and pouring.
heh.

same old same old.
cheers to you, fellow fat and slacking bummer.
*raises her glass*
*grins*

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:25:00 PM

Monday, January 26, 2004

my quit msg for today.
i kinda like it. :E

/quit just another sad song on the mountain top, blaring. just blaring these notes out at the top of your crushed lungs.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:23:00 PM

hai
wei shen me ni you lai fan wo?
wo yi jing jing le li liang
dui ni you ke qi
dan shi
wo yue zhe yang zhuo
ni yue lai fan wo
wo zhe zhong ren
xing ge shi mei you bu hao de dui dai ren
wo hui jing li dui mei ge ren you ke qi
shou bu liao le
you ge ni yi ge jie kou
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:32:00 PM

it rained again.

so.
here i am.
two in the morning.
a monday morning.
my feet ache
just the dullest ache.
i've been walking a lot.
which is good.

feeling disorientated.
i seem to drift.
after the SATs,
there doesn't seem to be anything to work towards
that's a good yet scary thought.
i have freedom.
but what do i do with it?
why do i feel suddenly lost?

the exact same feeling i had when i just finished my A levels
and was into the first leg of the holidays.
ah yes.
everyone seems to be working.
working and earning money
and me?
useless bum.
*sigh*

hrm.
today's bummer's day was fun though
it didn't rain
only slight drizzle
which is good.
unfortunately i woke up at noon
which is just gross.
it was so cold too.
ew.

by the time i headed out it was nearly four in the afternoon.
but anyway
marina park is nice.
nice quiet place albeit kinda scary because of all the stories i heard
from a single (but reliability unknown) source, nonetheless.
nice wind was blowing
neither humid nor too dry and biting

was bright enough so i didn't feel freaked.
but unpopulated enough so i didn't feel restrained.
(yes, crowds make me feel lost and restrained.)
(no, i'm not claustrophobic)
(i think.)

i stared at the murky river/stream/body of water that rippled and flowed past
i like the feeling of travelling away when i'm actually standing still
it's very soothing and comforting.
it's a nice place
but ulu
and somewhat scary
(i have an overactive imagination)

i caught sight of river hong bao
they were having some celebration there i think
(as usual)
if i had been wearing boots
i would have trekked and splished and splashed my way across the big field, no doubt.
i need yellow wellies!
xP

ahem.

headed to the arcade.
ah yes
steamboat place.
i played time crisis 3
(again!)
wasted four bucks.
was only at stage 2 area 2 i think.
blehhhhh.
can't blame me.
only the second time i've played that game.

watched tsurugi being played
(and haolianed at. bAH)
went back to the park.

played on the swings for a bit after that.
then had a stupid pod fight with stick-pods from the trees
podding instead of fencing.
my stick broke twice
=/

blehhh.

reached the mrt three hours after we had left it
a walk in the park indeed.
took us three hours

by then it was already getting dark
looked like spooky mist/haze/fog
the kind in Hound of the Baskervilles or Sleepy Hollow.
either or.
whichever works.

"oh you terrible apparition! i did not mean to mock you!"

zZZ.
lol, too many Hallmark trailers.

headed to cityhall.
aye.
got slightly lost in marina square
then headed to millenia walk for dindin.
ahh, food junction.

i had the wok thingy.
venison.
*makes deer noises*
*butts around with antlers*

i like venison.
=D
yea. i am barbaric
*grins and gnashes teeth*
xP

lol, they were having some chinese percussion thingy over at the durian.
noisy but sounded interesting.
still drizzling.

sat on the path over the water/pond thingy
watched as the raindrops pitter pattered on the quiet surface of the water
helped to take down a poem in my phone.
(should i post it up?)

and now it's raining.
ah yes.
it has commenced.

i'm sleepy.
gah.
shall head to bed and see what dreams sleep will bring tonight.
goodnight all.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:15:00 AM

Sunday, January 25, 2004

let's seeeeeee.
what did i miss out on?
these couple of days haven't been blogging properly.
guess you guys had a good time resting those eyes, eh?
xP

didn't do much
just that i am unfortunately re-hooked to the arcade
namely, gun games.
geez.
time crisis and house of the dead and some sniper thing.
blar.

and the weather's so frickingly cold these days.
wake up around noon still freezing.

yesterday i had my SATs.
gross.
how come it gets harder each time?
-_-a
met jiafang from 16/02 whom i thought was my ijtp friend
omg
dith ar.
so t00t
lol, was quite funny.
ended up:
"eh, you're not from ijtp?"
"no, i'm not"
"ehhh, do i know you?"
"i think so"
o.0

>_<~~`

t'was raining after SATs.
kaox morning was so rushed.
didn't have time to comb and dry my hair properly
grabbed random shirt and pants
forgot about my calculator so had to run up again to get it
didn't take extra money

so after SATs,
took 153 to kovan station
ah yes
i shall learn to take 153
took it twice yesterday actually.

the journey's quite speedy.
but it gets confusing at night
in addition to the rain
and i have to squint to make out the road signs to see my whereabouts.
blehhh

but i got home fine
a bit wet because i got dripped on
but otherwise was sheltered.

yay.
*appreciates the shelters for once*

yeahhh
*clambers off*

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:26:00 PM

Saturday, January 24, 2004

rain rain go away
come again another day

hrm.
but i'm home
and nice and warm and snug
in front of my dear dear computer

so,
let it rain

wheeeeeee
i got a new husband!
it's a ps2!
xP
and that mole/unborn character from bloody roar 4!

schweet!
schleek!
xP
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 9:01:00 PM

Friday, January 23, 2004

bleh.
sat tml.
die die die.
blam blam i am SO dead.
haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai

anyway happy 19th bdae auyong bro! :D
xP
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 9:49:00 PM

bah
tom cruise was good
the movie was lovely.
yay
i caught two of the most highly anticipated movies of the month in two days!
go meeeeeeee.

got home close to three in the morning
w00t
nagged at but otherwise unscathed.

mm.
i feel much better
but dammit, tml gotta go out again early
xP

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:53:00 AM

Thursday, January 22, 2004

i swear
i think i caught some flu/cold/virus/germ from someone
over reunion dinner.

oh well.
*sneezes and coughs and nurses her heavy head*

i hope i'm well enough for saturday.
-_-

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 6:50:00 PM

vicious cycle goes on.
i knew it.
MY SATS ARE SCREWED
wake up, bathe, go out, come home, use comp, sleep.
repeat.
REPEAT FOR A MONTH
REPEAT FOR 2 MONTHS

aRgH
WHAT'S THE USE?
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:08:00 PM

fell asleep
-_-
but at least i feel better.
bah.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:50:00 AM

i swear,
my stomach's churning.
-_-
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:22:00 AM

spell also cannot spell properly.
tenses and grammar also wrong.
how can you EVER HOPE to bulldoze me with your POINTLESS argument?
once again, reiterated for emphasis' sake.
gEEz.
i really do not know what is wrong with -some- people.
...
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:12:00 AM

faggot.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:10:00 AM

i sO wish i had an "UP YOURS TOO, FUCKER" smiley for imood.
-_____-
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:57:00 AM

now i'm positively fuming.

last bit of chat:
[01:52] him: congrets what
[01:52] him: like that also get pissed off
[01:52] him: ahha
[01:52] him: so fun
[01:52] me: crazy fucktard
[01:52] No such nickname
[01:52] * {hisnick} has quit IRC (Quit (the world need more bitches to entertain the people))

well, fuck to you too.
fine.
i'm now a bitch?
"so much angst" indeed.
ya ya YA?
AND?
THAT'S A PROBLEM BECAUSE?

I SAY
YOU'RE MY PROBLEM
SO FUCK OFF
BITCH.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:55:00 AM

ok fine.
i'm in the middle of a POINTLESS argument that i shouldn't EVEN be having on irc
i really should just do an /ignore
bloody hell
i am pissed.
i hate worms.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:50:00 AM

ah, i smell denseness in the air

geez.
the sheer irony.
and my sheer wit.
and ability to act like a dumb blonde.
hAH.
puhlease man.
you think i goondu is it?
so swaku until i dunno what's at cityhall and where sells what?
perhaps the more obscure things i don't
yes, i admit
but hey
those right in your face
smack my bitch up
things that are so EVIDENT
YES, I KNOW
and no, even if i know someone whom YOU know
what business do YOU have prying into my business
SPYING on my conversation
and
in a sense
CONFRONTING our sort of common friend?
sheesh man
i swear
you must be an earthworm
who has confused it's ass with its head
either that
or you're just a tapeworm
parasite crawling through intestine
large intestine, i would rather
lined with shit.
zZZzzz.
either way
still wormy and squirmy
so let's leave it at that
you're already squished anyway.
*sneers sweetly*

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:40:00 AM

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

wah. red packets galore (fat hope)

summary of the day's events:

i went to sch
saw teachers
talked to friends
talked to roy
saw kian saw andrew
went mcD bishan have bagel bfast
went to watch peter pan
went to ps to meet another fren
walked around
went home
i am tired
later going cousin's place
-_-
then near river hongbao see fireworks at midnight
then go home study sat
and prolly die

(will update later. gotta leave now. ttyl and have a happy cny yeah.)
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 6:15:00 PM

prelude to ang bao retrieval

wheeeee
cny eve is here!
i am another step closer to my SATs!
ew
anyway returned the book that roy helped me borrow to aj lib today
erm
borrowing another copy from jing
thanks jing! >_<

ah yea
today.
*yawns*
today i helped kian dl jayZ's new album.
bleh
i doubt it's good
i dislike hiphop
^^;

hopped over to bugis around 8+
haha
those lava toys
stupid expressions
so kewt though
XD

ended up walking back to plaza sing
haha
spotlight was closed
=/
anyway stoned around
went to gelare
went to carrefour
went to orchard
stoned at orchard

went home.

and
i am still thinking of that computer
OMG
I NEED IT
x(
someone be kind and gimme SGD$3000 ang pao!
>:)

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:38:00 AM

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

OMG

oh myyyyyyyy!
i saw this LOVELY computer at Courts woodlands today!
XD
all the specs... all my dream specs!
whee!~
pretty pretty!
Packard Bell computer.
yum.
went to courts and salivated at the comp.
in the midst of my drooling,
one guy came up to me and my mom and asked whether he could render any services
heh,
he's so cute.
*grin*
nice eyes!
but um, he looks a bit like tim.
hahaha.
anyway he was really friendly
lol, i think i spent half an hour talking to him
XD
oOOo :X
we had a discussion about the computer's specs
then he demo-ed the sound
and the graphics
haha,
max payne 2!
LoL
looks zai
ati radeon 9200 somemore.
yum.
lovely specs.

omigosh
was i being too friendly/flirtatious?
hahaha
but my mom did mention that he's cute
and that he has nice eyes

anyway i told him i had a fixation
on the computer,
not him.
xP
he even opened up the comp to show me the motherboard and stuff
yum
so easy to open up
i love this comp!

and hmm.
HAHAHAHAHA,
i got his handphone number and name
:X
too bad i don't have a need for them
but erm
having an excuse to contact him would be fun, no?
*grin*
i don't mind making another friend

but
OMG
I REALLY ADORE THE COMPUTER
ALL 2,599 of it!
x(

HINT HINT HINT HINT
BIG BIG BIG HINT!

pretty pretty computer.
*sigh*
I WANT~
*faints*

anyway lacking an SAT book,
i don't know how the hell i am to study for my SAT this coming saturday
close my eyes
click my shoes together thrice
clasp my hands together
and hope for the best, i guess?
maybe chant a Saiyuki-like incantation?
mm.
while trying to balance three elephants on my head
and treebeard on my nose
(okokok, you're taking it too far now.)

xP

but yeahhhhh
i met my mr right (comp)
I WANT I WANT I WANT (it)
x(
omg i'm in love with the comp.

lol, even my mom complained
she said
dith, you declare your love for the comp
but you don't love me, your dad or your sis

bleh
xP~

pretty pretty computer!
gimme gimme gimme 2.6k!
aHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

*floats away on a hyperthreading cloud*
x)


...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 6:22:00 PM

Monday, January 19, 2004

omg..
i just remembered what "secrets" was about.
my electric guitar stevie!
ahhhhhhhhh yesssssss
so i think was written in sec4.
hahaha.
mm.
k.
solves the mystery.
:D
i'm a wonderful sleuth! :X :X :X

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 11:29:00 PM

in the dust pile

i found this link.
weird people. ^^;
o.0

and i'm trying to do research on velour.
the material, not the band.
^^;

cleared out some sec4/jc stuff today.
found this poem i wrote during my usual blogging stints during lectures/tutorials in jc so i wouldn't fall asleep.

during gp lecture:
(it was too cold)

freeze me...
from within
the icicles
sharp needles of ice
...shards
mind-numbing effect
on my lips, my tongue
clumsy like the
tubby snowman that sits in my backyard
with a carrot for its nose.
burning cold i feel
melting from the waist down
hardly alive
i am a massive staglamite.

so blar. i think it sucks.

something from seconday school (i think)

Secrets

Suspicion lurking under deep
Shadows, twisting and turning through crevices in
Walls. Dark cloth covers a
Dark shape.
Looks like something familiar -
A chair? No.
Vague outlines are
Deceiving to our eyes. Twisting and contorting
Our minds.
Uncover the secret, peer at it.
A box, hard cardboard, heavy-duty,
No. Not a chair.
Touch. Lift. Heavy.
Something in it. Hiding, lurking,
Grining at you.
Evil, calling out to you.
Open.
Open me.
Dark silhouette. Behind the box.
Proped against the wall.
Long and narrow on top.
Fattening below.
Touch. Soft. A case.
Look. Has gone unseen
All this while.
Movement
Of shadows.
Playing behind you.
Hands. Curious objects.
Pull open
The flaps of the box.
Blackness.
Consumes all.
Secret is no more.

eyer. another sucky thing.
*sigh*

my writing/poetry is more mature these days.
i wouldn't be surprised though.
as we age, we gain experience, new insight
blardeblardeblar.
yeah.
bitter, hardened, weary.
i guess that's just the way of the world.

and to me,
bitter, sadistic, hardened, weary, writing is always nice.
dark, evoking images so unnatural.
it's chillingly engaging.
yum.
i should start reading again.
=/

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 9:02:00 PM

self-altercation

ok. i need to murder myself.
smashing my cranium in with my 10 Real SATs book.
all 500 odd pages of it.

I HAVEN'T STUDIED

*sigh*
i am so screwed.
i am the family's wastrel.
such a THOUGHTLESS bitch.
oh man oh man oh man

CAN YOU JUST GET YOUR ASS DOWN TO STUDYING?

welcome back to reality.
procrastinator dith.
are there any DRUGS that SUPRESS procrastination?

that's sO dith.

either she enthusiastically embarks on a new project
quickly losing ground
interest wanes
stagnates.
half-fufilled duties.

or

she doesn't start AT ALL
either someone has to be burdened with HER task
or nothing gets done.
either that
or if it's something she really HAS TO DO
(like study)
she will only do so at the eleventh fifty-ninth and fifty-nine seconds hour.
that 23:59:59 for you
or even worse,
it could be
23:59:59:99

*sigh*
*bashes her cranium in once more with the SAT book*

STUDY, DAMMIT.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:36:00 PM

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...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:35:00 AM

1/3 day...

omg
i've been out for nearly 8 hours.
kewl!
wasn't bored. hahaha.
kns so happy to leave the house after last night.
knn cannot stand seeing my dad.
walked to tpy mrt then took train to dhoby ghaut.
ah yes, mingle and squeeze with the crowd at ps.
lovely, aint it?
with the cheena jingles and gaudy red decorations contributing to the festivity (and noise and crowd)

i was in a fucked up mood
still depressed
i could have gone manic depressive for the first hour.
hai.
no mood to do anything
no mood to talk
concentration totally fucked.
oh well.

looked at felt
looked at synthetic hair
looked at stuff.
brooded around
moped around
stoned around
walked around

haha, finally decided to go to fort canning
it's so different in the day
so much hotter, for the first.
so much brighter
less intimidating
less erm. intimate
so much bigger
haha..
everything looks different at night.

yum. so many steps. x_X
heng i'm (still) young
XD

went to Sun-Rice cafe.
(omg so ex. *dies*)
but nice.
cooling. lovely. away from everything.

the best things in life aint free.
contrary to that song.
oh well.

bright sunny day
but i didn't really yawn and i didn't melt.
heh.
i felt better after that.
not so disgusted.
therapy.

i think headed to raffles city
then to millenia walk then to marina square.
OMG
I RAN INTO PEARLYN!
AHHHHHHHhh
i was so dazed i embarrassed myself in front of her
EEEK
*whacks self*
i was like: "eh? you working here?"
omfg
i was really so dazed man.
she tapped me on the arm
i suddenly went blank.
O_O;
eeek.
paisehhhhh
chatted blurly to her then left.
omfg man.
>_<
didn't even hug her.
ahhhhh. pearlyn~
x(~

oh well.

heh, saw this kewt designer aquarium shop too.
the fishies so kawaii!
haha.. manta shrimp (issit?) grabbing the stuff and shifting it out of its nest
lol so KEWT!
but it has to live alone.
so sad right?
if you're carnivorous or too barbaric or cannibalistic you just have to live in solitude
that's the price to pay to be above all others and feared.
oh well.
remind me not to eat my friends next time. >_<
^^;

heh, these hobby shops are so kewt.
i wanted to open a hobby shop last time
when i was little
something selling the handicrafts i used to make
=)
heh, i love making thingsies!
:D~

kk, yes, i will try to make the plushie.
need to take inventory of my existing materials first.
xP~

i think dropped off at heeren. LoL
item number two on the checklist
lol.
in the end don't have.
gravitated to taka.
haha..
decided to be annoying and look at stuffed toys
again!
LoL
really so kewt lEh~

*mad mood*

oh ya. i know why.
had a few scoops of minimelts.
wahaha.
suGar!
*_*

aaanyway.
patronized the cny fair at taka square.
lol, stupid ediot using "can give me your namecard? i show my mom ask her to buy because she's the one that does cny shopping" as a stupid excuse/line everytime
haha.
irritating~
went around sampling stuff.
not bad not bad
yum.
drinking the fish maw soup reminded me of the fair one year ago
hai, jes.
what happened to her.
x(
i'm worried.
call me, gal? please?
i miss ya. =/

anyhoooo,
dinner consisted of a shitload of free samples and 3 chicken kebabs and 1 teriyaki chicken bun. $2 each. not bad leh, $2 dinner.
where else can find?
somemore got dessert and soup thrown in.
XD

ok i siao liaos.
;p

anyway, yeah.
headed down to borders.
whee! i finally got to read that Neil Gaimain + Dave McKean book!
:D :D :D~
Wolves in the Walls or something like that.
lol, so kewl.
never fails to disappoint.
*grins like a crimson chibi*
haha..

ok. gotta study SAT.
catch y'all later.
yum 8 hours. yum.
amazing how much my mood can improve.
>:[ (crimmy smiley)

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:13:00 AM

Sunday, January 18, 2004

ok. i'm fine.
sorry then.

bleh.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:42:00 PM

nice. i bottle up my anger and let it explode on my blog.
i think elegy is fitting.
let it be.
what a nice night it is.
pity.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:16:00 AM

elegy

fuck this fuck everything.
i don't give a shit anymore.
take your attitude and dictatorship and shove it up your ass, flu or no flu.
regret what i say?
knnbccb.
be thankful i don't swear in your fucktard face.
maybe i shall let it be another three years, eh?
three long years.
see whose fucktard attitude can outlast longer.
well, geez. i aint gonna be polite no more.
you expecting a rebel?
then good.
cos you shall see exactly what you expect. and more.
i'm gonna act as bad-ass as i possibly can.
overstep the boundaries you set.
no more nice dith.
this game shall be played.
and played hard, it shall be.
fuck you, fuck everything.
i'm throwing my good side
my obedient side
my act peaceful side
my good daughter side outta the fucking window.
you don't like?
too bad.
fuck you.
you asked for it, you smlj
why do have to attend to your every whim
and jurisdiction.
fuck logic fuck sense
ya. sit in that chair ans stare at me, you fucker.
stare cough clear your throat
fuck your flu dammit
if i wasnt using the comp, would you bother?
no.
it's the comp.
fucktard.
tomorrow i think i'm staying out all night.
no more showing consideration for anyone.
maybe i'll just have paracetamol and fine wine
and wash the bitter aftertaste down with a molotov cocktail.
geez.
fucking ASS
cancel the net?
BECAUSE I'M OBSESSED?
FUCKED LOGIC.
BLAME THE NET.
FINE.
YOU'RE RIGHT, YEAH
CONGRATULATIONS, I TOLD HIM
WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER REFRAINING FROM EXPLETIVES
WHY?
I'M TOO NICE FOR MY OWN GOOD.
FUCK.
I GUESS I SHALL GET A JOB SOMEWHERE AND LIVE ON THE STREETS.
SOMEWHERE.

FINE.
FUCK YOU FUCK SENSE
I CANNOT TAKE THIS ANYMORE
I THINK I SHALL GO OUT NOW.
BYE.

CHEEBYE.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:10:00 AM

fiona apple - criminal

i suppose if you've heard this song before and seen the video for it. the mood kinda fits me? not really much of the guys lying in the bathtub or what.
bleh.
i lied to my parents again.
filthy filthy.
hai.
time i should stop eh? time i should stop my lying trap and be a nice honest good girl.
it's even worse that they bought the whole shitload.
what the fuck man.
or maybe it's just the weather.
argh i dunno.
ok, from now on, anything that goes bad / turns stale / cocks up around me equals to my fault.
yeah. i'm willing to take the blame. all the blame.
blar.

anyway today i ran into a group of girls. inclusive of hweezhi and liyu.
i seem to be meeting people that i don't really wanna see these days.
yesterday was wt. today it's them.
geez man.
and yes, i got asked for directions again today.
i feel so useless.
blar.
i think i deserve not one but two tight slaps.
who wants to volunteer?
go ahead man.
i'm too gentle with myself.

nice night tonight.
wish i had more of it to myself.
seems i always finish the night off lying to my parents.
bAh.

some random tidbits off irc:

me:
"today i wandered around harbourfront"
"from there to chinatown"
"i mean"
"clarke quay"
"chinatown was this vague excuse i gave my mom"
"then ended up at dhoby ghaut"
"then finally at orchard."
"then nearing grange."

so i guess not bad eh?
practically gravitated all over the place.
actually did some interesting things today.
had pasta at this place called 95 i think.
a set.
not bad.
then i sketched some random chibi/boy manga character.
haha, crimson.
might make a plushie.
see first.
tomorrow sourcing for materials (maybe)
haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii tomorrow's another day.
another day another story more lies more dithiness.
erk
at least it's another day.

I
NEED
TO
STUDY
FOR
SATS.

fuck.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:12:00 AM

Saturday, January 17, 2004

erm. geez?

Beautiful Nephtaphis watches over this most dreamily romantic of all signs. Her children are incredibly loyal to their lovers, and are actually capable of becoming one with them in body, mind and soul. For this reason they have to be careful to choose men/women as caring and considerate as themselves, or they will cruelly be taken advantage of.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 5:55:00 PM

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familiar and pleasant sound of birds chirping.
You are very down to earth and love the
outdoors. You show a love for simple things,
like the quiet whisper of the wind and the
crackling of the fire. You make people feel
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...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:56:00 PM

cny is in the air~

haha, whoopee doo! stoned the morning away in bed as usual with weird dreams again. wanted to wake up study SAT, and sis kept nudging me awake to help her with maths questions. haha. so drowsy. zZz. anyway got a phonecall around 11.30. whee! roy! haha, so long never talk to him. =D

erm. was late meeting him. 10+ mins? erk. ^^; met him at tpy somemore. lol, so paiseh. headed down to where else but ljs. haha. didn't bump into any fellow ajcians if not old scandal resurface. LoL. haha, he told me the summarised version of all that happened to him since orientation. then like a good mom, i got us food, then continuation of the story. lol, roysaga sia. ;) kewl.

heh, been a long time since i've seen his saucy art. ;p this time he wrote gonphuQ(k)a5pyder. lalala, i still say first time was da best! x) went to arcade. lololol roy ar roy. ez2dj pro! really improved tons~ i wanna watch again. mm, or maybe when i have cash i go try then you teach me, yea? ;p

lol, he was heading back to school to watch the vball match. *yawn* school. sent him down to the mrt then i headed to ntuc to buy 4d on a whim. haha, passed by bengawan solo's booth so checked if my nu`er was there. eh, so kewl! she was! she waved to me then we chatted, then i sampled goodies, talked to another auntie, sampled somemore, bought two tins of goodies. one is sugi cookies and another is pineapple tarts i think. spent $19.67 haha.. then popped to ntuc to buy 4d. haha, hand made a slip, or brain made a slip. either way, heck, i shall stick to that number. mm. long long queue man. stoned in the queue. i think i was the youngest in the queue man. luckily never check id if not must waste time digging for my ezlink card. haha.

was done with that. headed back outside past the snaking queue down the side of ntuc when someone tapped my shoulder. i was like, eh? who's that? haha, it was merv. i was surprised to see him in tpy. lol, he's having lessons today. haha, he was surprised that i also bought 4d. he said: wah, you also play this kinda things ar? lololol, chatted a bit, then went to talk to my nu`er again, then said goodbye and walked home.

lol, tpy's really getting into the swing of things. more festive that x'mas i must say. gaudy red. (ang ang) all over. cny music playing from all the shops. hub swamped with people buying numbers and goodies and last minute shopping. haha, zai. reached home, mom surprised to see me home so early. heh.

am home now, finishing up my blogging, after ircing, then maybe go clear room, study SAT, have another shower, then head out again. haha. i am sO gonna overstep my curfew today. what shall i say to that? to quote roy: gonphuQa5pyder lar. ;p heh, kewt.

shall prepare to make a plushie after so many years. mm. really been awhile since i've picked up needle and thread. i bet my (non-existant) skills have deteriorated. haha. see how it goes yeah. ciaox all. seeya tonight.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:43:00 PM

Friday, January 16, 2004

2 leetle gals & 1 taiｲ

wah. had a shitload of weird dreams this morning. it even involved school, some psychotic bugger, me going to jail and dunno what crap. bleh. woke up after a 6min21sec long phonecall. wahahhaa. thought initially dad was gonna use cos mom said so. -_-a in the end i waited for nought. ah well. geez.

met cheng at orchard mrt around 2.20pm. haha, before that ran into guess who? wong wei ting. geez man. that gal who used to stick to me back in sec one man. *shudder* i stood right in front of her and waved in front of her face before she noticed me. bleh. she looks the same. just with streaky dyed hair (blonde and gold also -_-) and some makeup and nice clothes. her specs are the same (or so it seems) so is her voice and whatever. *shrug*

i made chatty conversation with her in a bid to be friendly. whee, go me. cheng called me and we exchanged numbers with her. haha, i'm so mean + evil. after wt said she was going off and waved goodbye, i turned around to face pei and stuck out my tongue. you know, in that way. haha. i swear, today i was acting damn bimbotic/kiddish. lol, so fun! cheng wore this tube and this pink skirt. haha, so taitai. and her handbag. sO tai tai leh. x) her sister also thought so too. haha. her sister so cute. so long never see her sister. xP

walked around taka talking hall. haha, the men's sale had nothing interesting. maybe i'll go to the Trademart Tang's warehouse sale some time soon. we (or rather i) played with the stuffed animals. oOo, big big gigantic bear. i attempted to hug it. then we played with the toys. wahaha. okok, all my stupid doing. it was like: oOO/eEe so kEwT! *gravitate over and play with the toys* xP i suppose those who've gone out with me while i'm in a mad/kiddish mood will know. hahaha..

bleh, by the time we were through, it was time to go for cheng's interview thingy. haha, she ran into her friend who was working at taka, chatted awhile, then went to the information counter. headed to twelfth floor, tower A. haha, waiting time so long. sat there and stoned, flipping through magazines. haha, read the sex tips portion. lol. what to do, the most interesting part. also read through the lose weight section and the clothes section, oohing and aahing at the models. bleh. then also the relationships and the gossip sections. lol, so bimbotic and shallow. haha..

finally her turn. me and her sis went outside to those comfy sofas to sit. chatted a bit, then stoned. lol, my nose started leaking. x( anyway we all left after she collected a copy of her contract. haha, dunno what makeup and grooming training sessions every sunday for 6 weeks. wahaha. not my cuppa tea, definitely. ;p

whee. hungree hungree at erm, nearly 4pm. went to the food court to have lunch. haha, we ordered from the same stall. i had ban mian soup. whee. then later trooped to mcDs to have the 25c ice cream. wahaha. so me and her sis ate ice cream, flanking peiling on both sides. haha, the mad sugar rush. i was going mad again XD

had to look for 3" heels for cheng's job. lol, so hideously scary. three inch stilettos. wahaha. how the HELL do you walk in those? anyway later headed to city link. nice shoes in charles and keith and some funny shop. nice boots. mm. velvet. but the heel so damn high, how the HELL do i walk? but it was only $35. but what the hell, i dunno how to walk at such high altitudes! bleh. admired and lusted after them. haha, so many interesting heels. lol. rawr. tiger stripes! LoL. dunno how the hell to walk in them. anyway nice pair of flipflops at c&k. $26.90 i think. hint hint? :X

walked all the way to suntec (haha, not far la) went to topshop to look for kimmy. hehe, i ended up buying a nice top. set me back $26 though. but it's nice and blue and stripey with white. yum.
i think i'm going back to buy more y-backs. yum yum. 20% off if i buy two. i shall look for the nice colours :X

oh ya. haha. while i was trying on clothes i got 'peeked' on twice. kaox. haha. luckily all girls. first was kim. it was ok, cos i know her. haha. then another random salesgirl. wahaha omg. bleh. pei applied for a job at topshop. haha. i paid for my stuff then we left. ended up in macDs again. wanted a drink, then decided too expensive. ended up asking for three glasses of water. LoL so cheapskate man. XD anyway they ordered two ice cream cones. lol i LOVE the 25c offer. MUST ABUSE! :X :X :X

left after awhile and went home. lol. tired man. i was finally yawning and feeling less kiddish and hyper. but bleh, i wanna buy so much stuff! nice accessories at Six or whatever it's called. nice bracelets nice rings nice chokers all in silver! haha.. bleh. i swear, i went a bit mad today. xP

reached home way before curfew. just missed the bus. so i decided to walk home. haha, i deleted bomberman from my phone and downloaded something called Gothic Graveyard. lololol i shall go play. see ya guys laterZ~

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 9:32:00 PM

geez

day began badly and ended badly.
second quarter i made a fuckery out of myself.
geez.
third quarter was good.
possibly the best part of this whole fucked up day.
i'm sorry, i'm just in a bad mood.
ugh

wrote some stuff on the way back.
i'm super pissed now.

dammit. interruptions interruptions. so many fucking interruptions.
*bangs the wall till she leaves a nice bloody smear of a painting on the blue*

fine. i quit irc for awhile. don't feel like heading back though. i'm in an all-time low (for the month) now. and no, it's not pms.

on the way back:

dad: "girls like you how can come out so late like this. should stay at home pack room and prepare for your uni course. don't do what your friends wanna do. this is not a safe place. it is not a safe world."

i sulk in the corner and i'm thinking to myself.
how come everytime it's about packing my fucking room? this morning you knocked on my room door multiple times to tell me to pack the room. and. when i finally stumbled out of bed, half groggy, half dead and just.. rotten, you told me the same thing again. pack room. pack pack pack. i jolly well pack then. i pack my room and leave it to my sister, then i pack my things and leave. you'd like that, wouldn't you? fuck it. fuck everything. got me so pissed in the morning already. half yelled at him.

me: pack my room then put the things where? in your room?
him: arrange them nicely on your table la.
me: arrange? whole table full of schoolbooks? *points* you see, these are all my schoolbooks. you want me to throw?
him: you pack what you want and what you don't want. throw out the things you don't want.
me: throw out these schoolbooks?
him: can give to salvation army.
me: and?
him: put everything else on your shelf. i can buy another shelf for you.
me: shelf? how many shelves you want me to have? whole room full of shelves? *knn irritated by now*
mom: okok, stop it.
me: i'm going to bathe. you hurry up and go out.

i spend a fucking hour odd in the bathroom as usual. damn pissed.
makes me 45 minutes late for an appointment i so wanna cancel, but can't.
fine. i reach tanjong pagar, quite irritated. i walk and find the place. ooh, i call sarah ng. congratu-fucken'-lations, now she has my fucking number. she invites me to sit with the other employees. her colleagues. we greet each other politely with the fucking company's handshake. fine. peiling smses me. i check my sms.

eh fuck. what's that horrible fucking smell.
fuck it la. one by one lighting up machiam burning sai liddat.
you don't fucking smoke.
taint my lungs man.
fuck.
i restrain my coughing.
fuck you.
one by one lighting up.
only the young guy, adrian, doesn't.
or maybe he's just trying to make a good impression. well, i don't fucking know.
sit down there politely smile and supress my disgust and choking.

disgusting.

stick that cigarette up your fucking slm ass, won't you?
and one of those mattresses too, if you may.
fuck.
you can jolly well bio-magnetise your ass.
might prove beneficial for your bowel movements.
you never know.

yes. fine. this is going to be one of those angsty entries. i'm sorry i'm so cliched today. but what the fuck. fuck it all man.

basically spent my stupid time at Venture Era doing fucking nothing.
wow. phone technique.
i honestly have no patience for sales.
fuck you all.

made me call chris. yes. i'm sorry i bothered you during work.
it was one hell of a mutha-fucking conversation.
wtf.
*curses and swears*
resulted in him msging me on irc just now, but it's cleared up so it's fine.
so many people in my phone.
thank GAWD it wasn't someone i'm fucking AVOIDING. like well, you know who.

fucking hell. i am never setting foot in that fucking company ever again.
*hangs a string of expletives on the company's door*
since i don't have a pig head, that will suffice.

finally left around 5-ish. or so. can't fucking remember.
went to funan, happy to be able to breathe fresh air again.
OMG FRESH FUCKING AIR IN SINGAPORE, ALTHOUGH IT IS RIDDLED WITH EXHAUST AND DUNNO WHAT FUCKING SHIT, IS STILL BETTER.

i'm sorry for that outburst.
i just detest smokers/smoking. filthy habit, i suggest you either quit it, or just refrain from picking it up totally.

reached funan. met jason. felt tons better.
although there was a roundabout goosechase for the wanton mee, then the porriage buffet, and then ending up eating mos burger outside parco bugis junction, it was good all the same.
saw a couple of weirdos.
analysed poetry. his poetry, that egoistical-pseudo-italian-whatchamacallit-ass.
hrm.
but it was fun. long time since i've analysed poetry.
wheeeee.

blar.

i'm sorry, it was fun, the third quarter, but i'm in no state to blog happily now.

took a train to paya lebar mrt. braved the fucking crowd, found the bus 135.
took a fucking long way to ecp.
this guy from dunno what jc led us through this maze of construction-filled streets. twists and turns twists and turns.
i swear, i must have brisk-walked 1km.
bah.
i swear, the bus driver must have told us the long route. because, going by marine parade (the usual way i go) and finding the underpass and ecp is faster, frankly. and more scenic.
i hate rubble i hate sand i hate construction i hate stuff.
but fine.
to be fair, thanks random jc guy. you were kind enough and helpful enough. but your strides were long and your speed fast. and i'm not tall enough or long-legged enough to keep up well enough. but hey, i managed. probably the scars on my foot (from my slippers) are gonna be re-scarred over again. *shrug* pain is good, i guess. *shrugs again*

found beach house or beach club or whatnot.
sat down. had wine.
poetry slam.
whee.
interesting night tonight. pity i can't blog about it because frankly, i'm feeling sleepy now. it's like that with dith. she gets pissed, it turns to feeling sad, then she gets sleepy because her heart pumps faster to expend the anger in her ventricles.
so fine. be fair to her.

anyway. strolled around the beach for awhile after that.
nice wind. nice darkness. nice quiet. and yes, nice morbid imagery you gave me.
zZz.
i learnt a couple of new words today. and a new method of suicide. whee. go me.
weapons at the hand of dith to wield at her foe.
zZZZzz.

dad came. picked me up. bah i was prepared to take a cab, but the Overly-Concerned and not to mention Overly-Protective parents called and insisted. so fine. i'm thankful. thankful you saved me money. money i can put to good use doing other things. so thanks. more gallavanting for dear dith over here then. bah.

and he nagged to me on the way back.
fucking annoying.
then silence.
then i wrote this while walking from the carpark back to my unit.

"as usual, the ride home was in silence. the sort of silence filled with a father's deperate need to keep his daughter safely locked in her cage called family and girlhood,"

i stopped there. shall continue.

...
as usual, the ride home was in silence. the sort of silence filled with a father's deperate need to keep his daughter safely locked in her cage called family and girlhood, the fear of her growing up too fast, before he was ready, rather than her being ready, to spread her wings and face the adult world; alone. at eighteen people are already independent. i thought he lived in the olden times, when at eighteen one was supposed to be married and burdened with ten thousand screaming kids. i'm turning nineteen soon. and you're making rules more stringent for me. why? what is it that you want to accomodate?
in the silence. i sulked. i bitched and i moaned and i ranted in my head. silently. i swear, if i didn't have a blog to whine to every night, i would be a seriously fucked headcase by now. in some restraining straitjacket in a high security locked padded call in woodbridge aka imh no doubt. which is just a bus ride away. hougang. i used to pass by on my trips to sengkang.

i come home. first thing i do is switch on the comp.
he says: 'why you come home straight away on the comp? who you talking to on the comp?'
well, fuck it man. why get so suspicious? what i do is none of your business ok. computer's in the fucking hall, you can come round and peek. i'm not watching porn ok. the computer's my solace. even if i'm not talking to anyone in particular (and i don't pm people) i'll just be typing furiously at blogger. yes, he saw me at the site once. he commented: "what is.. blo-jer?"
geez man. you need to get out more. just because you meet different people from different walks of life and have varied conversations doesn't mean you're well-learnt ok. or world-wise. it's so fricking jing2 di3 zhi1 wa1 ok.

*ribbit ribbit*

and you intend to keep me at home.
told me not to go out. instead stay at home study for fucking uni and pack my room. what the FUCK la. even if i stay at home i don't fucking do ANYTHING. i rot and probably SLEEP the whole DAMN day away ANYWAY. what's the difference. i need to keep my mind, body and self active. ACTIVE ok. not gonna just rot away my existence AT HOME.

i'm not a 'stay at home' girl.
that would be just SAD. SO TOTALLY SAD.
i need to get to know the world personally before i get swallowed up.
i need to stop being so suaku and nsd and LOUSY at being streetsmart.
i should wise-up and take note of things and be streetsmart.
look the world in the face, fucking thrust my middle finger at it and say
HELLO WORLD. IN YOUR FACE, DAMMIT! NOW LET'S GET FUCKING ACQUAINTED. HELL YEAH.

totally fucks.
and what totally fucking beats it is this:
dad: "dee dith, listen to me. your curfew is now at ten o clock. no more so late. ten o clock, listen to me. ok?"
me: *thinking* FUCK IT. I DO WHAT I WANT.

HELL. ELIMINATE the digit ZERO and i can FUCKING go home at ONE IN THE MORNING FOR ALL I CARE.

you know what? when i've started working and amassed enough money, i shall leave.
fucking PACK yes PACK every fucking thing and go.
change my handphone number and leave.

hell yeah fucks.
totally fucks today man.
'cept for three quarters of it. which was good.
am going out again tomorrow.
whoopee doo!
shall prepare to get fucked.

shall look forward to it.
trouble is brewing.
well shall see what it brings.
REBELLION!

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:53:00 AM

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

ball of a time

ok..
i now have this sort of temporary job.
let's see what it can do, yeah?
*shrug*

after stoning around in tanjong pagar and having lunch there, i went over to queenstown for something representative of dinner. hehe, ikea's swedish offering of balls! drizzled with creme sauce and potatoes and cranberry sauce, and a nice slice of apple pie to go along with it. yum. >:)

watched my friend melt in the ooze of chocolate fruit and nut ice cream heaven, while i rolled my eyes, then walked around for a bit.

whee, i reached home early tonight! 10.20pm! haha..

erm. strange. mom told me there were these two shady men with someone dressed in a fortune god suit. no cameras no nothing. suspicious. pounded on the door. she thought it was me and nearly opened the door. erk. thank goodness when i reached home the feeder bus was packed with people, no doubt, doing last minute cny shopping.

ah yes.
tomorrow there's job training.
sheat.
what mess have i gotten myself into?

I WANNA SLEEP IN!

oh ya.
good luck jason! you'll get your royalties rolling in in no time! in no time at all!
ka-ching!
$_$
spread the yultide joy around k!
*evil grin*

best of luck. (=

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 11:29:00 PM

idling around

dad just came back. now he's bathing.
him: 'ni mei you chu qu ar? hen hao. you mei you pack ni de fang jian?'
me: 'mei you.'
him: 'new year coming. must pack the place then can shift your bed in.'
me: 'today i did nothing.'
him: 'why you keep wasting your time?'
me: 'orh orhhh ok ok la.'
he continues nagging then goes to take his shower.

so yes.
i idled at home the whole damn day today.
didn't do a single shit thing. unless you count bonding with my mom one of them.
i'm too darn lazy to study for my SAT. can someone kickstart me into gear?
i'm always the lazy mule (or ass if you prefer) refusing to pull a load of woodfire.
woodfire needed for fuel.
until it's too late.
all's cold and freezing and we're in desperate need of a fire.
so i have to run.
run pulling the load over terrain.
sometimes bumpy, sometimes muddy. sometimes slippery.
a few pieces don't make it through.
in my haste, they roll and tumble off the cart.
but still, i reach the village, alas, without a full load.
but we still make do.
and we still survive.

i wonder,
how long can i keep on doing that?
it's not good.
or healthy.
in-built mechanism, i curse,
blaming my genetic makeup.
i can't blame myself.
when people are in the wrong,
they naturally don't blame themselves.

ah well.

this folly can be repaired if i go do something immediately.
a stitch in time saves nine.
dith.

GET ON YOUR ASS AND STUDY FOR SAT NOW.
shoo.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:12:00 AM

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

i woke up finally at 2pm.
mom told me i slept for 9 hours.
i told her the recommended sleeping time is 9 hours.
i think?
LoL

ah well.
she wanted to nap.
but in the end i chatted to her until my sis got back.
so she couldn't nap.
haha..
too bad loh
;)
about 2+ hours. wah...

anyway festive season.
chinatown's crowded like fuck as usual.
i dread to think how it will be like on on the day itself.
mm.
lunar new year.
ANG BAO!

XD XD XD
bleh.
then i'll be solvent for just a little while more.
*sigh*
need a job!
x(

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 6:58:00 PM

bah.
nearly 5am and i haven't touched SAT.
but i have:

1. edited my friendster profile.
2. had a long crude discussion on irc.
3. eaten breakfast.
4. got nagged at by mom who woke up.
5. scanned through some SAT stuff online to deceive myself.

aw GEEZ.
someone help dith, quick!
bleh. gotta turn off comp by 5am whether i like it or not.
as much as i would like to wait online. ^^;
bleh.
nothing to do = go sleep
and i just had breakfast.

eW leh.
such a PIG.
and i have to remember every day that my sister has school.
it's a weekday?
uh.. yeah.
damn.

kaes off i go.
ciaoz y'all.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:51:00 AM

Monday, January 12, 2004

you know what?
i found this so hilarious.

[23:00] * Crimson has joined #sgma
[23:00] * Crimson is now known as Lucifiel
[23:00] * Lucifiel wiggles vaguely, lurks
[23:01] * Lucifiel has quit IRC (Quit ())

why?
no particular reason at all.
*continues indulging in her weird brand of humor*

ahem. don't mind the dith.
she's just having one of those so uniquely dithified moments.
oh yeah~

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 11:21:00 PM

nag.nag.nag

mom nagging.
what's new?
i'm now 'industrious in going out'
bah.
'going out? expected'
'every day go out go out'
'when are you gonna study for SAT?'
'i am not gonna sponsor for you to take it again'
'another 80 bucks'
'you had better get good results'
'last chance to get to uni'
'if you had done this last year you would have gotten excellent results'
'you better remember to do your SAT'
'today no money to give you'
'go out go out go out'

nagnagnagnagnag
fuck it la.

i screamed randomly and nearly threw a fit.
end of discussion.
gonna bathe now.
ciaoz y'all.
imma fuckin' get outta this house.
then off to slog SAT tonight when i come home till 3am.
go me.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 5:24:00 PM

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The more frustrated you become, the more you
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...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:47:00 PM

candlewick

reading through a couple of blogs i haven't seen of some people i know has got me thinking. no specific thought. but now i'm calm. and i just have this urge to write. writing while listening to Suicide Note off the Underworld OST. sad sad song. i'm a sucker for grief. hurt. pain. sorrow. angst. coldness. quiet. semiclassical. isn't it just so goddamn beautiful? to hear pain sung out. i'm just mad.

a nice quiet afternoon it is. apart from the ritual washing of hdb houses they have every month or so, and the contruction work being done opposite my house. no idea what they're doing. i haven't checked. yeah. so i know the windows overlook that section of the street. but it seems, i haven't looked out my window for a long long time. or maybe i have. to check if the bus has made its rounds so that i can catch it when it comes around. but still. i haven't noticed anything. i only see. i don't observe, i don't scrutinize.

guess that's just me again. never paid attention to details. my loss, really. when i walk around with friends i just tend to follow. i don't take note of my surroundings, details, landmarks, street names, road names, building names. me again. which wastes tons of my time when i'm going somewhere i'm not too familiar with. not too familiar being: haven't found my way there myself yet. haven't been there like a hundred times. yes. that's not too familiar. guess i should start taking note of details. would save me loads of trouble.

but the streets just look so different at night.

and i tend to go out mostly at night.

the night. discussion swerved. well. what's so intriguing about night? the cover of night is calming and peaceful. i like being sheltered by the arms of darkness. i like the peace. the quiet. the calmness. so i can be heard. no crowds. not many people. nice. the moon out at night. the stars. the planets and random satellites. i'm just weird. i'm more awake at night too. livelier. more alert. what a pity my curfew's around midnight. and what a pity most things that absolutely have to be done and not shunned are in the day. i guess day time's convenient. it's bright. it's safe. or so they say. it's the friggin day. i yawn in the afternoon. i'm a log in bed in the morning. i'm a slug in the day.

was contemplating the taking of SAT three fucking times. twenty-fourth jan two zero zero four. that would be number three. guess i should get round to studying for it. and. if i'm really really serious on heading to ngee ann's mass comm, then what's the whole fucking point of taking SAT so many times? i don't know. i attribute this to me being directionless back when i was sixteen. sweetly indecisive sixteen. hey. i was young. still am. life is long. but decisions made early matter a lot. how. but still. i don't regret the two years i spent in junior college. i met a lot of people whom i wouldn't have met if i had gone straight to poly. i experienced a lot of shit that now, when i look back, it's interesting. conflicts. depression. hurt. anger. my time in junior college was bittersweet. when it was sweet, it really was. when it was bitter. it was so entirely bitter, i bet even chinese medicine would taste cloyingly sweet against it. but now i'm out. i'm hardened. i'm changed. i'm dith.

the dith. who flickers at times, like a candle flame, threatening to wane, but remains lit. i am strong and i am me. for i am dith. yeah. my favourite four letter word.

anyway. i've made a temporary decision to get my mind off the matter. am going to university if my results allow me. if not, it's to ngee ann i will go. i should grasp the chance to go to a university when i can. polytechnic can be pursued later. if i don't find the university course enriching enough.

this is madness. to uni then to poly. what am i doing? reverse tightrope walking. sheesh.

one of the many weird antics of dith. character profile.

anyway i called sph today after much nagging. nagging done by jason and mom. i have two sets of parents =)

actually, that's nice. in a sense. well. i gave sally a ring and she said there's no news from the manager yet. (i think hr manager) but there's hope still. would be highly amusing to see my name at the bottom of an article. i might as well spend my six months learning something related to what i'll be doing in the future. i actually like projects. not school projects. but something interesting. like perhaps producing a short film. or acting in one. or animation. or spouting ideas like a leaky teapot. or writing creative pieces. i can't stand doing something so standard and mundane. it would kill me. but you know, in school if you put in extra effort, they would probably make you stand up and do a presentation in front of school, because no one else cares to put in the extra effort either. i put in quite a bit of effort for my work experience report i did back in secondary three. i never passed it up. was afraid to. i can't do presentations or public speaking. just can't. but acting or dancing. yeah. i can.

figured that since it's been eons since i've done a proper blog entry, and i'm home today and practically wasting away, i shall. horrible attempt in my opinion. but it's therapeutic. or cathartic. nice word. brings to mind images of me lying on a white hospital-esque bed, tubes intraveneously feeding me drugs while my mind spins with calm. sick image. and no, i don't do drugs. that word just brings to mind that imagery. sounds. music. spelling. look. well. oh well.

so anyway, where was i? oh. the phonecall i made to sph. hopefully i made a good impression on them. no idea. does voice quality or speaking accent matter? perhaps. but i suspect she's not in charge of this. but maybe her opinion might help. she did remember me when i told her my name. or perhaps my name just stands out. i don't live up to my supposed 'chim' name sometimes. lots of times in fact. all my name leaves is a burnt-black welt of an impression at the back of the person's mind. still seething with trails of black fumes snaking and twining up. bad impression. i'm a bad student. can't sit down and study for academic things. lazy. gave a bad impression to the examiner because i couldn't present properly. did not prepare a shit. and i'm not the kind who can bullshit skillfully or convincingly enough. ugh. what a valuable skill to acquire that i lack. would have propelled me forth in general paper and would be wonderful for job interviews or presentations or the like. ah geez. i'm more of a free-form-writing person. you make me write something for an assignment and all flow of thought freezes or dies like stagnant water filled with the larvae of mosquitos in a flowerpot full of mildew. ergh. bad imagery again. but don't misunderstand. i'm not unhappy currently. nor suicidal.

yesterday on the way home i bumped into my nu`er candice. on my feeder home. she looks so different. i nearly couldn't recognise her. she looks kinda like zoe tay. i dunno. met her at tiong bahru mrt station few weeks back. i think less than two. on the last tuesday of december. yea. i remember clearly. the night i went for the poetry slam event at velvet.

right now i gotta set some goals.

mom woke up. she's nagging. my train of thought is plagued with her voice. endless without fuel. if her words were an energy source, we would never have to worry about running out of power. the mothers of the world can combine their voices. ugh. what am i meandering to? lamerism. corniness.

anyway she was going on about how i always lament about things and sound so worried. then i go off and do something else after so much panicking aloud. that's just me again. dith. i'm a four letter word. i find it strangely comforting. i was going on like that for my As. i was going on like that for my Os. i was going on and on like that for tons of things. but i learnt things settle down after awhile and sort themselves out. it's just a bloody waste of time. like blogging.

yeah. even blogging.

i really really hope justin can get two complimentary passes. bodyworlds would be fun. =)

ah well. the words in my head are dwindling down. like when you play scrabble and the game is finishing. the board is cramped and the tiles in the bag are sparse and contain letters you can hardly use unless you're a super dictionary. but not even a dictionary can make logic out of X Y and Z, although they're worth a good number of points.
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. (= make do with T and O or various other two or three letter common words.

i'm off to stone a bit then study (hopefully) for my SAT. yeah. aiming 1500. jan 24th is less than two weeks away. may collegeboard.com help me.

mom's nagging about me going out. no i'm not going out. but i don't feel like replying her.

i like the silence. =)

ergh. broken silence.

i need my own room. shall clear room. catch ya guys later then. toodles.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 3:48:00 PM

Meiko Kaji - The Flower of Carnage

shindeita
asa ni
tomorai no
yuki ga furu

hagure inu no
touboe
geta no
otokishimu

iin na naomosa
mitsumete aruku
yami wo dakishimeru
janomeno kasa hitotsu

inochi no michi wo
yuku onna
namida wa tooni
sutemashita

furimuita
kawa ni
toozakaru
tabinohima

itteta tsuru wa
ugokasu
naita
ame to kaze

kieta mizu mo ni
hotsure ga miutsushi
namida sae misenai
janomeno kasa hitotsu

urami no michi wo
yuku onna
kokoro wa tooni
sutemashita

giri mo nasake mo
namida mo yume mo
kinou mo ashita mo
henno nai kotoba

urami no kawa ni
mi wo yudanete
honma wa tooni
sutemashita
Begrieving snow falls in the dead morning
Stray dog's howls and the footsteops of Geta pierce the air
I walk with the weight of the Milky Way on my shoulders
but an umbrella that holds onto the darkness is all there is.
I'm a woman who walks at the brink of life and death
who's emptied my tears many moons ago.
All the compassion tears and dreams
The snowy nights and tomorrow hold no meaning
I've immersed my body in the river of venegance
and thrown away my womanhood many moons ago
On the behalf of heaven, they're our soldiers, the loyal,
invincible and brave.
Now it's time for them to leave the country of their
parents their hearts buoyed by encouraging voices.
They are solemnly resolved not to return alive, without victory.
Here at home, the citizens wait for you.
In foreign lands, the brave troops
Instead of kindness from someone
I do not care about
I rather prefer selifshness from you my beloved.
Oh, it the world a dream or an illusion?
I am all alone in jail.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:50:00 PM

ramble

ah yes. 2.30am on a monday morning.
after chasing all the j1s and j2s offline, i have some time to myself.
it's quiet.
the night always is.
mostly.

anyway i'm so happy!
i got the Last Samurai ost today
and RHCP's Californication
yum
my music diet!

today headed out after it finished thundering away
rain was heavy today
stoned on irc until late afternoon
finally reached ymca macs at 6.10pm
bleh
have to admit, i was bored stiff.
even when jason came over.
so weird. had to pretend that i didn't know him very well. LoL
and takahan kept giving me weird looks.
erm.
or maybe i'm just too paranoid.
haha.
oh well. he didn't say anything about it on irc so i guess i'm safe >:)
haha..

aaaanyway
we didn't arrive together
and we didn't leave together
*shrug*
but maybe e2 suspected something from our conversation
*blinks*
heck. 'big fat hairy deal' to quote a certain ass i know ;p
haha.

but it's just so fun to watch reactions unfurl
lalala
kinda when you're building up the atmosphere, tension and setting for a key scene in a story.
wheeeeeee
it's been so long since i've written something.
i should get round to doing it.
must think of concept!
yEah

anyway for tml,
1. wake up early
2. study for SAT
3. call sph
yeah.
and maybe
optional: go out with mom.

yeah well
headed to meridian's genki sushi
had sushi (duh)
took so long to cook the chawanmushi
bleh
rushed down to peace centre (eh, needless rush ;p)
haha.. needs more practice yeah
load up on film hor
;p

kaox.. went to pak arcade
park lane..
nevertheless, it was interesting
loitered back to plaza sing and then went home

ah well
i still am in need of a new comp.
donations, anyone?

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:36:00 AM

Sunday, January 11, 2004

LoL

conversation with mom:

mom: (reading horoscope. something about sex appeal) maybe i should go dating!
me: with who? LoL
mom: haha..
me: mine also has sex appeal! i shall go dating too! haha help me choose!
mom: how about your neighbour? *points upstairs* he's tall.
me: eeee i don't like tall guys!
mom: why not? they give you a sense of security and you can wear nice heels
me: short guys are cuter! taller than me can le!
mom: aiyoh.. they seem to need more looking after and be mothered.
me: haha.. they're ok what. about the same height as me.
mom: o.0
me: ...it's like going out with another girl! =D
mom: ^^;

and the rain thunders on.
zZZZZzzzzz.
me and my little musings.
hAHahahaha...

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:07:00 PM

*yawn*

i am up, strangely enough, in the morning. sunday morning.
heh.
it's raining outside. i can hear the cars skid through the water on the road.
mom and sis at the community centre behind the house collecting bursary award.
dad still sleeping and listening to whatever funny radio station he listens to.
me. i'm sitting here. it's nice and quiet. and typing. so comforting ok. (=
just you me and my blog.
private party, eh?

ok, fine. he just woke up.
he went to the bathroom.
*yawns*
me? i'm just stoned.
literally ran all the fucking way to bed last night
after meeting a cockroach.
hurdle was, i had to switch off the lights.
eyer
so zoom zoom
i dashed past it twice.
luckily it didn't fly at me.
eW.
but it's raining this morning.
cockroaches come in when it's gonna rain.
zZZzzz.

let's see.
plans for today.
1. go out with dad?
2. stay at home and rot?
3. go for the sgma outing?
4. go out with the usual?
5. erm omg. i still haven't studied for SAT

fuck fuck fuckkk
dith ar dith
what you trying to dooooo.
uGh
*stabs self with a meat cleaver.. the wrong way*
*dull thud*
oof.

k i be off now.
catcha guys later.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 10:54:00 AM

..................................
dith.
dearest dith.
why stress so much over a computer and what your dad thinks?
why?
because an investment of a few k is no joke.
because dad is fucking irritating
and you're trying hard to maintain a controlled argument
not wage another fucking war in the household.
men.
so stubborn.
so insistent.
fuck everything.

what would everyone do without me?
they'd probably move on
*shrug*

moving on to other matters,
the kill bill ost is good.
yeah.
imation 100 pieces cdr for $39
kewl.

mom also nagging.

fuck all fuck everything.
maybe i'll just stay up all night
and sit quietly in the dark
unblinking.
whee.
so fun.
..............

ugh.
but the good thing was..
today was a good day.
i went out, had fun.
nice~
hung with mu
then met e usual.

no mood to blog.
but i had fun.
better than being at home.
bleh.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:58:00 AM

Saturday, January 10, 2004

decisions, decisions

ugh.
deciding between something fun yet unsure
and between something fun and solid
meeting a new person
meeting a close friend
playing around
or hanging around

geez dith you're too gawddamn LOUSY at prioritizing.
thank goodness you made the right choice.
i'm proud of you.
zZZzzz.
one day only has 24 hours.
12 of em spent sleeping. (erm. today i only spent 7 sleeping k.)
bleh.
why can't i incorporate everyone into my schedule? x(
oh well.
>:)
the important things shall be done today
haha..
no fooling around for you dith!
next time. :X
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:26:00 PM

paycheck
(aka review writing in 30 minutes - with many interruptions)

Ben Affleck stars in this action-scifi flick alongside Uma Thurman. It begins futuristically; Michael (Ben) playing around with a super computer - migrating holographic components around in real time. Cool stuff, but it's been done before. Apparently he's an engineer cum inventor for this company, and a very successful one, it seems. Events unfold in the opening scenes like ragged edges of a puzzle. Haphazard and confusing, which would portray the state of mind he is in and make the audience curious and firmly adhered to their velveteen seats.
It's all usual fare at first: guy - project - presentation - clapclapclap - alone with woman - seduction... and suddenly, blam! Cut to the scene where he is lying on this machine, memory being wiped; neuron by neuron. From thereon it gets quite messy. A short summary of how he got himself into this job ensues. They try to play on the comedy too, but thank goodness it's only a sprinkling of slapstick comedy in the most random places, so it doesn't come across as too cheesy.
He has lost three years of his life - traded they term it - for 92 million dollars in stock. Wow, shouldn't he be contented then? Take the money and leave? Turns out that he somehow bizzarely gave up the money for an envelope of 20 personal items, which he claims are not his. He heads home, staggers about in a daze for a bit, and suddenly he's captured like a wild animal and interrogated in this double security room. Yet... he escapes.
You sense something is not quite right when the little paper strip of red numbers coincides exactly with the reading of the lotto draw. Or how it seems like everyone is after him for some reason. Pity. What a pity he cannot remember anything those past three years; and the slow unfolding of the mystery might keep your eyes riveted to the action onscreen - or maybe not.
Truth to be told, the concepts here are rather basic. Man invents something potentially threatening to the human race. People want to get their slimy hands on the machine. Man get memory wiped. Man leaves himself twenty ordinary everyday items instead of the money. Man can see into the future. Man must solve the mystery of his past.
However, it is the way they combine these elements that's rather intriguing. An Action-Scifi-Sleuth game pops up. Even if the movie is rather ordinary, or the acting not palletable enough, just knowing what each item is for is interesting enough. Their uses might make one go: "hmm.. that's a clever idea." or "why didn't i think of it?"
See, that's the pull of mystery that keeps people watching.
All in all, it's probably one of the most anticipated movies this week. Theatres were near full, but I managed to get last minute (literally) seats. Not bad not bad. Considering i blew 8.50 on it. My rating? 3.5 diths outta 5. ;p
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:10:00 PM

Friday, January 09, 2004

to york to york we will go

mm.
wobbling my way about in 2 inch silver heels.
let's just be thankful the gown isn't the sort that picks the dust off the floor.
sponging gratefully off the gracious sponsors.
mingling with people (who might possibly cause intimidation)
high ceilings
intricate chandeliers of light.
ze ballroom of high brow names
but best of all
the wine the escargo and whatever exotic (not to mention exhorbitant) edibles.
let's just have fun, shall we?
dance, m'lady, dance!
and with a whirl and a clumsy clatter of heels
she prepares herself
primping for a night to welcome a hangover and an inflated ego.
wheE~

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:56:00 PM

erm.
bleh.
mom woke up and screamed at me.
i muttered under my breath:
knnbcb
the full thing of course.
bleh.
and yeah.
i yelled something like:
YEAH. i KNOW LA.
YAH LA

pity pity
my imood was 'dancy'
now it's just probably gonna be
'irritated' or some fucked up mood.
ugh

knnbccb

i'm getting fluent in hokkien.
whee.
grr
nag nag nag.

k la
shan't taint my blog
NIGHT.
BOOYAH.
BAH HUMBUG.

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:51:00 AM

furry fetishes

hmm.
it seems of late, (or during the past 3 months or so)
i've developed an interest for obscure things.
if it's weird,
it's cool.
if it's shades of grey,
it's calming.
if it's slow and haunting,
it's soothing.
if it's deviatory,
it's beautiful.

bleh.
maybe i'm morphing into some funny object myself
i'd fancy myself the next walking, talking, living mona lisa smile.
nothing to do with the movie starring kristen and julia though.
probably not gonna watch that.
or i might.
see if i have extra moolah or not.

bleh.
cash.
seriously running out of it.
*sigh*
scrimp and save
must.
comply.
ugh..
but.
i love going out.
and i love doing expensive stuff.
well..
at least today i know what a black russian tastes like
;p
bah.

listening to portishead now
playlist full of weird music
haha..
i don't listen to the radio no more
disgusting habit.
mainly pop, rnb, rock..
not that i'm condeming rock
i LOVE rock
chris cornell
david bowie
erm
dunno la.
perhaps if my music was produced the correct way
and i sang in a certain manner
i might sound a bit like portishead / insert some weird obscure band here.
that's kewl.
=)

even if i don't make cash
if i sound cool
it's good enough yeah
i don't really believe in money
if it's good, it works
self-satisfaction
but.
still gotta find that zipdisc dammit
*sigh*
all my demos....
and i don't intend to re-record
ugh.

anyway..
i know i've been lazy
uber lazy in fact
to update this blog of mine.
mm. sorry then, bloggie. ;)

anyway.
didn't do much really.
bummed around
went out
went back to aj
borrowed SAT book via roy/johnneh (thanks!)
intend to study.
intend.
x(

anyway
watched roy lead his og dance SLam Dunk Da FUnk
haha..
mm.
roy? you're a good dancer leh. ;)
got da rhythm and da moves and da grooves yeah
haha..
go impress those females!
LoL
got bored..
went off.
anyway i saw yuanie, yuwei, drew and maybe some other random ppl
can't recall
but a few j2s i recall seeing them around
of course, when they were the j1s and i was a j2
lol
i feel so old.
and my ezlink card's single beep has to rub it in (the wrong way!) every damn day.
*sigh*
i have white hair already la!
(bleached.)
zzZzz....

after that met nig and alvin at yck mrt
then isaac, mark and zhiwei
lol
kewl ppl
(=
hung around
ugh dammit la
damn humid day
felt damn disgusting
(and rather tired)
bleh.
but it was fun
lololol
they're interesting ppl
x)

yeah. stoned at home after that.

hrm.
on wed i went walking with dad at night.
walked to bishan
eh way cool man!
i know how to walk to bishan now!
whEe~~``
so near.
only 30 mins walk brisk walk
hahaha.
kewl shitx.
maybe later i shall learn how to walk to amk
or wherever.
currently must master walking to bugis/cityhall/dhoby ghaut/tiong bahru
those areas.
tsk.
problem areas!
nvm..
i have a guide.
;p
i shall learn.
slowwwwly does it.
heh.
=D

anyway twas good exercise.

today..
went for sgma outing
haha, tis been long since i've gone for one
today i went cos erm.
ks was there?
^^;
normally damn sian
the ppl there all i not close to de
zZzzzz
but ks, ur one cool chica
XD
bleh
lololol

anyway
kujo, ks and yina had their hair highlighted same salon same time
hahaha..
so four of us
sat at one table
and were labelled
the blonde gang.

and erm
kaox.
i'm also nicknamed f|aWdo
bleh.
the ringbearer.
--'
cos last night on sgma there was this huge lotr uproar
XD
bleh..
nvm~
frodo is cute
:D~

hung around.
chatted
they ate
i stoned
they drew
i smsed

haha.. your fault
make me wait so long!
x(
bleh
but it's fine
haha..
work first.
*jeers*

erm
ok
fine.
i lied.
said i was gonna take a bus home.
so i didn't.
=P
whatcha gonna do?

headed there and met jason
haha.. kewl
he brought the thing i lust constantly after..
his laptop
x)
:X
checked out the round lenses
then ended up in geeks' heaven simlim
haha..
i brought a hell lot of flyers home
and a price quotation from Gigabyte.
anyway
dad sat in the chair
and waded thru them
lololol
win liao.
hrm
looks like he's serious on getting a new compie for meh
=D
whEe~ okie!

i bought RO for $2 at a shop
bleh
he forked out $109 for ff11
erm
i don't game so i don't understand the calling to playplayplay
XD

hrm
note to self.
get more imation (multi colour) CDRWs
yeah~

anyway..
lunnie ar
u asking me to build super computer ar?
=/
the lady say de
x_X
*dies*

anyway got a quotation for 1.2k
i think it's ok
haha..

later somehow ended up in toyzbar again
lol
tonight got quite a lot of business
about 20+ ppl in all there
wah.

erm
let's see
what did i eat
(eyer so fat)
mussels with cheese, black russian, meatballs, calamari.
haha..
bill came up to 56+
omg
went dutch.
but still.
^^;;

must go work!

oh, on a lighter note
sph called today!
=)
erm
ask for my details nia
let's hope, yeah?
but what i want now is money leh.
x(
dilemma.
blar.

nvm.
i sell backside!
XD
zZzzzzzz.
entry's nearly finished but songs aren't.
damn. i need my portishead.
x(

maybe i continue tml.
zZzz
wonder what other artist to dl.
ahhh yesssss
the cornflake girl.
tori amos.
=)
kewl kewl.
and the kill bill ost.
whEee~

ok.
dith declares herself officially nuts.
she shall shoot off her rocker
and fly into the comfort of
her bed,
and curl up with her cow and dog and
cuddle under her fleecy blankie with the doggie and the cat on it.
mm.
with her pillows and her cushion.
lalala.

ok. i'm bored.
just trying to erm.
waste time i guess.
hai dith.
nnb.

k la
nearly 5am
oyasuminasai~
ja mata ashita.
=)

...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 4:47:00 AM