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Saturday, October 31, 2009

The worst of my emo phases (for tonight, at least) is over.

At a glance through the little yellow and orange booklets, my conclusion is:
Emily Dickinson and Carol Ann Duffy scare me.
Duffy more so.

And once again I find myself at that particular stage in blogging where you stare at the empty white space and the empty white space stares back, waiting for you to fill it up with lovely black Georgia words.

You let it wait a few moments longer, then add a few insubstantial words just to make it feel a little better.




Sunday, October 25, 2009

Hilarity ensues when my mother and I both conveniently forget that I am temporarily unable to straighten my arms fully. Twice.

She warns me not to get into fights with other people, especially when it involves snatching something quickly, because I will fail, and she very happily acts out this hypothetical scenario.

She very happily (why is she so happy these days!?) showed me an article in this month's Reader's Digest (the biggest words on the cover after the name of the magazine are really sensitive and potentially offensive) about animal sounds in various countries. It was pretty interesting.

Until she decided to imitate how a Nahuatl speaker (a language in Mexico, apparently) would interpret a cat's meow (tlatzomia).

!@#%^!@*#^!@#(%!*@#$

I ♥ my mother.
xD




Saturday, October 24, 2009

Screw promos. T_T

I am currently very unnerved by my mother T____T

She heard me playing SHINee's Ring Ding Dong (hereafter referred to as RDD) on my comp when the track first came out.
She got interested, asked me to play it again for her to listen, I obliged, she started liking it.
Not too bad.

Then she got a little excited about RDD and wanted to know how the choreography to this song would look like.
So she asked me to show her their performance when it came out.
Again I obliged.
She liked it.
I showed her the MV.
She liked it too.

Ignore the wings, I don't get them either -.-

Then she asked me to cut a portion of the song to be her ringtone.
Something similar happened when SHINee was promoting 'Amigo', aka SHE STOLE MY RINGTONE T~T but I still obliged anyway. What to do :/

I honestly got a shock when she was showering and my aunt called and from my mother's room came
"BAYBEHHHHHHHHH~"

Then, I changed my desktop wallpaper.
She came in and said: "你的wallpaper很美."


So as of now, Kim Jonghyun is her favourite member and
OMG DO YOU KNOW HOW SCARY IT IS WHEN YOUR 'LOVE RIVAL' IS YOUR MOTHER?

*cries*




Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Two videos today.
They're not kpop! Surprised~?

Nah, they're YouTube comedians.
With incredible low-order humour that I do not aspire to imitate.
I just enjoy laughing.



First one is by Ryan Higa, also known as nigahiga on YT.
He's got quite a few other funny (and not-so-funny) videos but I quite like this one.
PWNED xD
(my mother loves this one)




Next one is by Kevin (something), or kevjumba on YT.
I haven't really watched any of his other videos, but this one is pretty classic.
THE DAD IS CLASSIC.
(Frankly if I had a kid and he danced like that in my car, I'd go mad too.)
I totally agree about the laughing at his own lame jokes thing though.
MY SYMPATHIES.
And what's wrong with grass jelly? T~T

yeapp okay byebye ><




Saturday, October 17, 2009

I want to complain.

Firstly, I want to shoot that weird woman on the bus the other day.
She apparently thinks she knows everything about the four main languages of Singapore.
I do not claim to know everything she does, but I do have issues with the stuff she said.
(I like languages.)

I don't know much about Tamil so I shan't really talk about it. (Sorry.)

"You know Chinese? Chinese they have alphabets..."
Um, NO.
There is no alphabet in the Chinese language.
There is no fixed set of letters that can be pieced together in various ways to form words, which form sentences when pieced together.
(Strokes do not count. Strokes are strokes, letters are letters.)
Just to confirm my theory, I googled "Chinese alphabet".
If you want to argue, here it is.
Chinese alphabet
Chinese alphabet for you~? -.-

"You know Malay, they don't have alphabets, it's like romanised English..."
!?!?!?!?!?
Koped straight off wiki:
"In linguistics, romanization or latinization, alternately spelt as latinisation or romanisation (see spelling differences), is the representation of a written word or spoken speech with the Roman (Latin) alphabet, or a system for doing so, where the original word or language uses a different writing system (or none).
Examples of languages to which this process is often applied are Chinese, Japanese, Korean and Sanskrit."

As far as I know, this doesn't fit the language structure of Bahasa Melayu.
Certainly, English must be rather complicated to romanise if the English alphabet itself is based on the Latin alphabet.
I could be wrong. I am not, after all, a linguist.
Maybe I just had issues with the way she was talking so knowledgably like she was a real linguist.
Maybe I was just annoyed randomly and she became the unlucky victim of my random annoyance, in which case I would of course apologise very very sincerely.

*flips hair*
I just feel sorry for the poor foreigner she was speaking to who probably swallowed everything she said.
Bleh. >P

--

Second complaint is about public transport and apathy of Singaporeans ):
I do not appreciate the way I was left to rot in 961 for an estimated time of fifteen to twenty minutes AFTER everyone had got off AND the bus had parked in the interchange AND the bus driver had locked up the bus and left T~T
OK so while the bus driver could have checked a bit more carefully, it's not entirely his fault. Maybe he needed to pee badly D:
Why didn't any of the other passengers wake me up ):
Or maybe they all needed to pee badly. D:
In which case, we should probably be looking a little more closely at the loss of bladder control in humans today.
Sigh.

--

Baby~~~
네게 반해 버린 내게 왜 이래~~~


~ ring ding dong ring ding dong ring diggy ding diggy ding ding ding ~

:)

*is a happy girl after watching the MV and comeback performance*

:)
:)
:)
:)
:)





Monday, October 12, 2009

Class outing today was FUN.
I believe fellow classmates will be able to do a better job of recounting this than me.
Besides, I am tired and I have other things on my mind.

--

I don't bother explaining myself to people who will never understand.
It's not a matter of whether the chance to understand is given or not.
I have developed a kind of intuitive ability to discern who to trust.
People who understand you tend to be the people you trust.
If you don't trust them, you won't give them any information you want them to understand, right?

Maybe that's why I rarely feel betrayed.
More often than not when I think I feel betrayed, it boils down to anger, disappointment or irritation. Or a combination of any of the three, in equal or unequal proportions.

웃는 인형처럼
같은 표정으로.




Friday, October 09, 2009

I am currently too pooped to even indulge in post-promos euphoria.
It hasn't even hit me yet, kind of.
But today's post will be kinda long.

So after bio was a last-minute decision to head to Sarah's house to watch Shopaholic 8D
The movie was pretty funny. Typical chick flick wheeeee.
The lamest bit was when the male main character, Luke Brandon, decided to set up his own magazine company (or something similar.)
The company was called Brandon Communications.
Charis and I looked at each other and started laughing.
PW groupmates ^^V

After the movie, Charis went to City Hall, Sarah and Joanne headed to Toa Payoh library, and I went to NJ (yes, back to Bukit Timah) -o-
Met 高人 at the gate and almost got stopped by the security guard ><
So OK anyway, met with Myra and Abby and Roxanne 8DDDDDDDDDDDD
Tried to worm gossip out of 高人 but to no avail T~T
Talked a bit, toured the school, found a black tinted window that makes everyone (especially 高人) look anorexic...
Talked some more...
And basically got ignored by our VERY FAIL host (the tall one) who kept floating off to talk to other people and thereby IGNORING us.
So Roxanne brought us to the grandstand etc to walk and talk and stone.
Then we prank-called 高人 saying I fell down or something teehee.
Myra used her phone to spam loads of other people (guys) messages saying "i love you"

So then met with Vanessa (apparently she's now known as VanHo but I'll never get used to that) and we all went to Coro to eat Golden Rooster LOL xD
Then went to Island Creamery where there was this annoying *bleep* who totally gave Vanessa and me black faces.
I don't see what's so wrong with Vanessa ordering a mudpie.
Or me having to patiently wait for the stupid woman to stop flailing about her ex-boyfriend who's apparently some supermodel's son or whatever.
(Can you tell I couldn't care less?)
*bimbo voice* "So cute, so hot, so attractive."
And I'm like: *taps foot* "Yeah, I just want my ice cream."
And what was with that raise-one-eyebrow-and-give-suspicious-face when I say I want one scoop? It's just a bloody scoop -o-

I don't remember much of today now because I'm extremely tired for some strange reason.

boo.
I love my friends. <3

그리고 너.
대체 뭘 잘못했는지?
갑자기 왜 이래, 난 깜짝놀랐어.
뭐야 이거.




Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Tired after GP and Lit.
Knuckle cramp.
Zonked out.
Raining.
Floor wet.
Walking down stairs.
Slip.
Fall.
Slide the rest of the way down.
Get up, laugh and assure everyone I'm fine.

Now my back hurts like Proof Quote (the F expletive, for the uninformed.)
I am a temporary paralysed invalid and I am real lucky I have no papers today.
I shall spend the day attempting a speedy recovery while declaring myself bedridden, with only studying to keep me company.

Yay me.
Yay my life.
PROOF QUOTE.




Friday, October 02, 2009

OK so the stupidest thing I did yesterday (30 Sept) was this:

I was staring at my Organic Chem notes and willing the info to enter my brain.
I felt giddy and the stuff started to swim before my eyes.
I thought, "OK, maybe I'm just tired."
So I closed my eyes and rested my head on the table.
Just that few seconds of contact with a shaking table made me so effing dizzy I couldn't do much for the rest of the day.
Obviously since the entire room was shaking, moving to the bed didn't exactly help things.

huuuuuu.
Stressed.