idiocus stupidocus has been sighted again.

i love that girl. she makes me laugh to bits.

me: eh you called?
is: yeah.

(is and i continue to have another one of our nice long conversations..)

is: i'm learning french.
me: oh really?
is: yeah. i know like.. ca va.
me: oh. haha then what do you say back? ca va, right.
is: no. you say, "ca va bien, merci."
me: ok, then you're just more polite than i am.
is: eh we should learn another language.
me: like what?
is: german?
me: too.. rough.
is: japanese?
me: no.
is: korean?
me: too.. out of fashion.
is: italian?
me: too expensive.
is: hebrew?
me: ...too useless.
is: swiss?
me: ... there is no such language as swiss.
is: no. there is. the official language of switzerland is swiss.
me: don't be an idiot. the swiss speak english. and then they learn italian and german and french as official languages of the country.
is: no. no. in switzerland they speak swiss.
me: ... THERE IS NO SUCH LANGUAGE AS SWISS.
is: no. THERE IS.
me: you idiot.
is: no. really! see, in china they speak chinese. in france they speak french.. in canada they speak canadian.. in russia..
me: THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS CANADIAN.
is: they what do they speak in canada?
me: english!
is: no. they speak like canadian.
me: no.
is: no.. are you sure.? how can they speak english.. oh wait canada is in america right..
me: ... no! they're two different countries..
is: huh?
me: canada is south of usa..
is: no.. cannot.. this is all wrong.. why is this like that. this is all your fault.
me: my fault?
is: yeah.. anyway i didn't learn geography.
me: neither did i.. anyway we're classmates. we took exactly the same subjects.. hmm oh but i think in switzerland they also speak this weird thing called romansh. maybe that's your "swiss".
is: no la. they should speak romansh in rome.
me: no.
is: why not?
me: ...because rome is in italy.
is: so?
me: romans speak italian, not romansh.
is: huh?
me: rome is the capital of italy!

oh my dear idiocus. you make me laugh. i miss talking to you.

went out again with jeanne.
mucked around city hall a bit.

tried on this awesome pair of shoes. that were really high..

the best part was the actually fit.

and i got the saleslady to go on her knees to adjust the strap for me cause i didn't know how to do it myself.. so just sat there on the couch, nice and paris hilton-y while the nice lady arranged the straps for me.. and then for the other side, i decided not to be obnoxious and do it myself. which is didn't do very well.. so hey, at least one shoe fit really well..

but the problem with high strappy shoes is that they really hurt after a while.

jeanne says that all i need is conditioning. gah. a nice euphemism though, for such a painful process.

and i need to moisturize. my skin looks like it belongs to a grey dinosaur.

* gross post. i'm warning you..*

it's gross to puke so much that there's cereal and milk coming out of your nose..
and then you try and wash it out, but you don't want to chose yourself and make it worse.

and the entire time there's still partially digested cereal bits dried up in your nosehair.

and no matter where you go, there still is a slight stench of puke.

anyway, thank you jeanne and gwen for being nice mommies and taking care of me.

100 questions

1. What is your name?

anjali.

2. What nicknames/screen names do you have?

ilajna narepuk..

3. How old are you?

18.

4. How long have you been online?

for most of today.

5. What is your favourite colour?

don't really have just one.. but i do like purple a bit..

6. What is the colour you normally use for fonts/text online?

black/ maroon / brown

7. Where are you from?

er.. singapore? nationality wise i'm british.. my ancestors are ceylonese tamil..

8. What is your homepage?

ilajnanrepuk.blogspot.com

9. How many different homes have you lived in during your life?

2 in singapore. don't know about new zealand or malaysia..

10. How many different email addresses have you had?

sixish.

11. What is your favourite film?

aah.. i don't really watch that many movies..

12. What is your favourite TV show?

friends.

13. What is your favourite song?

bent by don richmond's nice..
it's high time we support local acts..

14. What is your favourite cheese?

edam

15. What is your favourite book?

i don't read much either.. (man am i boring..)

16. What is your favourite computer game?

... i vaguely remember the 1990s when i loved just whacking the keyboard playing streetfighter..

17. What is your favourite card game?

heart attack.. or something equally lame entertaining.

18. What is your favourite board game?

gah.. life?

19. What is your favourite drink?

my mom makes wicked freshly ice blended starfruit juice..

20. What is your favourite heavenly body?

orion?

21. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?

.. troy. (don't laugh) [i prefer watching live plays..]

22. Was it good?

it was alriiight.

23. What was the last film you saw broadcast on TV?

meet joe black

24. Was it any good?

brad pitt again. i think he acted better in this one.

25. What was the last film you saw on DVD or video?

shrek.

26. Was it any good?

it was too overhyped i guess..

27. What is the next film you want to see?

..my own?

28. Why?

cause i'm a narcissist

29. What future film release are you most looking forward to?

narnia.

30. Why?

cause it looks nice and dreamy and interesting..

31. What was the last novel you read?

king of the castle?

32. Was it any good?

i read it cause i had to.

33. What was the last graphic novel/collected comic edition/newspaper comic strip you read?

the comic section in the newspaper.

34. Was it any good?

...no.

35. What was the last non-fiction book you read?

the stupid math SAT book

36. Was it any good?

...

37. What was the last magazine you read?

self. this month's issue.

38. Was it any good?

better than all the other stuff mentioned earlier..

39. What was the last menu you read?

hmm.. the one at dome.

40. Was it mouth-watering?

yeah.. but the prices were way over my head..

41. Evolution, Intelligent Design or Creationism?

we're all just here la.

42. TNG, DS9 or TOS?

TNG, since I haven't really seen the other too.

43. Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat or Soul Blade?

gah.. mortal kombat actually.. the characters are cooler.. and the movies were better too.

44. Tories, Labour or Liberals?

all the above. quite.

45. Doctor Who, Blake’s Seven or Red Dwarf?

never seen any. but at least i've *heard* of doctor who.

46. Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera or Jessica Simpson?

christina for singing.
britney for down to earth personality.. and just plain gawky-ness.
jessica's just a bimbo.. but she's probably the most sane of the three.

47. Buddhism, Hinduism or Sikhism?

hinduism.

48. Xenomorphs, Predators or Terminator?

the terminator can do politics.

49. Babylon 5, Firefly or Farscape?

.. i've heard of babylon 5..

50. Buffy, Alias or Dark Angel?

gah. tough one. i've seen buffy the most.

51. Do you know how to drive a car?

not yet.

52. Do you remember how you voted in the last election?

i can't vote.

53. Can you ride a bike?

nope.

54. Do you remember how you celebrated the last New Year?

suprisingly enough.. no.

55. Can you swim?

barely.

56. Do you remember where you were when Princess Diana was killed?

at home.

57. Have you ever ridden a horse?

i can't remember. probably not.

58. Do you remember where you were when Columbia blew up?

..no. i only read about it in the papers the next day.

59. Have you ever flown a plane?

no. i'd rather just be a passenger.

60. Do you remember where you were when England beat Germany 5-1?

.. when did that ever happen?

61. When did you last give a speech in public?

gah.. publis meaning what? i've always got to yell to the class..

62. Do you believe in the death penalty?

yes.

63. When did you last dance in public?

horribly at lysis?
and then there's dance class. but it's just the class. so.

64. Do you believe in sex before marriage?

i don't think there's anything wrong with it.. it's up to the person, really.
but i don't see myself doing it. not in the near future, anyway.

65. When did you last sing in public?

i always sing some random song..

66. Do you believe in the gay gene?

i think it's the environment. mainly.

67. When did you last injure yourself in public?

walking with soh ee and her bike.. she let go out it and i tried to catch it but the back wheel kind of turned and some metal part scratched the skin off my ankle. but it's just s small scar now.

68. Do you believe in stem cell research?

yeah i guess.

69. When did you last do something stupid in public?

i do stupid things all the time. i can't keep track.
oh but at prom on wednesday, i stood up and my chair just fell backwards.

70. Do you believe in eugenics?

this may seem shallow. but if there is a form of genetically enhancing my child's genes.. then why not.

71. Do you like Michael Moore?

he's obnoxious and unprofessional and no.

72. Do you like Ann Coulter?

is she that right wing woman? she was featured in elle, i think.

73. Do you like Al Franken?

ah. another liberal politics guy.

74. Do you like Sean Hannity?

..who? i bet he's some other politics guy.

75. Do you like salmon?

the smoked salmon tortillas at dome were nice.

76. Do you like the Archbishop Of Canterbury?

i have zero feelings about the man, whoever he is.

77. Do you like the Dalai Lama?

sure, why not?

78. Do you like the Pope?

is it true that he wears bright red prada shoes?

79. Do you like Lenin?

he had some neat ideas.

80. Do you like Fidel Castro?

i've never given him much thought...

81. How much is that doggy in the window?

i frankly couldn't care less.

82. What is this thing called love?

the equivalent of 40 pounds of chocolate

83. Who needs sleep?

not me! (ok, maybe i do)

84. Annie, are you OK?

are you ok.. are you ok... annie..

85. Where is my mind?

lost somewhere else?

86. How does she know who I am and why does she give a damn about me?

Because of your adorable curly hair.

87. Windmill, windmill for the land is everybody in?

it's my chocolate attack.

88. Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?

very much so.

89. I wonder if I could get Kylie to want to do it with Madonna?

do whatever you want, honey.

90. Do you recognise all these songs?

some of them.

91. What is the one item you always have with you?

my.. keys?

92. What’s your favourite food?

i can't choose one.

93. What clothes do you like to wear?

jeans and a dressy top.

94. What pictures do you have on your walls?

i have art. two paintings. one by yan pei ling. one by my sis.

95. Do you have a good luck charm?

not yet. but i do wear jewellery that people give me alot. but only like the pure gold/silver kinds cause the 925 ones rust and give me rashes.

96. Do you keep a diary?

i used to. but my parents kept reading it. so i stopped.

97. What’s your favourite saying/expression?

.. "is it?"

98. Do you have a best friend?

i have many.

99. Which deceased celebrity do you miss the most?

marilyn monroe. people can try but they'll never match up.

100. Give us a quote to end on …

windmill windmill for the land..


man. this survey probably shows how out of date i am..

hey guys.

my mom's school has adopted another school in some tsunami affected area.
and they're collecting stuff.
so if you guys have anything like old clothes or uniforms that can be given away, share the christmas cheer and give them to the less fortunate.

if you could wash them then pass them to me one day that would be great.

thanks!

i'll miss rj la.

i can't bring myself to say otherwise.

it's so weird that only when it starts to fit.. you come to a point where you have to say bye.

the people.
the campus.
maybe even the teachers.

have got to admit that there was a time when i believed the people telling me that rj was this place full of stuckup kids..

and sure there are some like that.

and then there are some who are your friends only if they aren't with their *popular* group..

and there are the best ones who always wave and say hi.


boy bums that irritate you..
and then make it up by throwing you big parties..
writing sweet notes to pass to you during lecture when you are down..
walk pass you and grab your suitcases so you won't have to carry them.
won't give you their jacket in cold lts but offer their pe shirts..
or offer their jackets when they leave the lt..
and offer to bash up people who are mean to you..

girl bums like hong yan who are just so extremely sweet you just kick yourself for not being as great as her.. being all motherly and taking care of me during camps.. and lysis when i had to perform with sore eyes..
yus who's always there smiling away, making sure you're taken care of..
vid who swings by in the middle of the night with brownies for your birthday..
mel who lent me her umbrella one stormy day.. and then got drenched herself..

and most of the girls that you know.. who just smile..
or fix your hair when it's messy..
and hang with you during rehearsals..
give you nice birthday presents..
or hugs when you need them
and other stuff like that..

and i'll miss both campus..
perhaps more the ghim moh one..

lt2.5 where you see practically half the school at any one time, and have to squeeze through people..

disgusting lt1 flats and impromptu stages.. that were still so fun putting up..

sleeping on the cold steps in the spex gal sharing a bag with vid..

my locker which was always the highest.. and that was great..

climbing over the gate.. which i do very badly.. and boys like ranon have to climb halfway and sit in the middle or stand on either end to catch me if i fall..

good times.

it's maybe sometimes you wish that someone from your life will just drop by and say hi.

or call for a long chat about what has passed..

i want this.


weird and girly. i know.
but something about it makes me like it.

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siva's a j11.
like my sis.

and according to her he was horribly ugly.

hmm actually i think he's quite cute.

anyway it was like
me: eh. do you remember siva.. from your batch?
sis: oh.. he's quite ugly. is he still?
me: hmm.. no la.. maybe he just got better..
sis: ..so what is he now, a musician?
me: no la. he's a pe teacher in rj.
sis: ...
me: ya and he was listed in some most eligible bachelor thing..
sis: i know.. how did he ever get that?!

ah well. sis and i are mean gossip people.

gah. took me two hours to
take off shoes;
fend off mom's comments;
laze on couch to get enough energy to
walk into room
take off dress
take off contacts (this look really long since my eyes were super dry)
recover
take off makeup (this took too much time too)
bathe
turn on the air con
change
draw the curtains
sleep.

and 6 hours later i see weeghee all bright and happy with his family..
and give him a shout out.

and he called me back later.

"my grandma thinks you're my school teacher."

...

marvellous.

from panda eyes to oldie.

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You're logical, driven, and ruthless. You'd make a mighty fine lawyer.

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20 hours till prom.

it's amazing how *not* excited i am.

gah.

2 years ago, i had my nails properly buffed and painted, my dress properly tailored, my jewellery carefully chosen and laid out.. the works.

this time i didn't even bother buying a dress.

and i have no plans for after prom. which is quite loser la.

minzheng and ranon insist that i go clubbing with them..

they refuse to believe that my prom dress does not allow me to walk sideways let alone dance.

batch party at chinablack.

which i did not go for.

well partly because my friends weren't going.
and maybe cause my mom won't let me go either.

maybe i would have argued with her if i was really interested in going.

but then again i have nothing to wear.
and no shoes either since they apparently have this totally unwarranted rule against flats.

or was it heels.

from what i heard from jeanne, ac's party at chinablack was pretty dud too..

and chinablack's just another ahlian hangout.
well maybe ah beng. and then ah lians know about the skewed guy girl ratio so they go in their itsy bitsy skirts for the bengs to ogle at them.

and there's way too much smoke.

ok. call me a prude.

but they have nice drinks.

and k lin's husband's a dj there.

ah well.

it's too late to go anyway.
and besides, i'm way too much of a chicken to go clubbing alone.

woke up today. and after lying in bed for a while, got up, had a bath, brushed my teeth and got changed into my sweats to go to the gym.

and when i got up, both the elliptical machines were used by people.

which is awfully weird since the gym's usually relatively empty.

so nevermind. they came first.. let them use it.. whatever.

the irritating thing is.. these old fitness junkie tai-tais (who the hell wears *makeup* to the gym) don't seem to know the half hour per machine rule.

and the thing is, the machine only programs up to 30 minutes anyway. so they kind of have to stop..

but they go on.. and press restart again.

and again.

so i get fed up and cycle next to them.

and they are so obviously not 41kg la.

i don't get why people need to lie about their weight even to the cross trainer machine thingy..

they should have a built in weighing scale to bring these deluded taitais back to earth.

so anyway, using the machine for 45 minutes straight.. is bad enough. when they decide that they've had enough, the walk out and leave their towel and waterbottle and handphones and everything all over the machine so that people like me can't use it.

and it's irritating to just have to stand there and watch her stretch in some weird para para way and pretend to lift weights..

and she *knows* i'm waiting for the machine.

...hog.

so that was one hour gone. waiting for the two taitais who act like the gym belongs to them only.

hmph.

did 8km today. which is not bad.. i think. well for me, at least.

and then got home.

and "lurch"ed around the house a bit.

and waited for dinner to come so me and mom could go for steamboat.

which was horribly disappointing.

i kept telling her about the marina bay place soh ee brought me to where's there's so much more variety and it's only $6 per head.. just that there's absolutely no service, and live, jumping prawns that you kind of have to wash and kill yourself..

did a bit of cleaning today.

a bit of my room, but mostly the rest of the house.

vacuuming and mopping mostly. and loser stuff like emptying wastepaper bins..

we've got guests coming over tomorrow.
(or today, if you consider the fact that it's past midnight..)

class party tomorrow.

argh you little buggers.
now i have to go book the bbq pit first thing in the morning.

and buy charcoal and firestarters..

and then i'll end up all grubby faced to meet mel at strip to get her legs waxed.

guess i shuold get some sleep then.

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spring summer 2005

yes. yes. i know i'm an entire season late..
but hey this lady has a wicked sense of style.

September,
Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and
organized. Likes to point out people's
mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet
but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and
sympathetic. Concerned and detailed.Loyal. Does
work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Thinking
generous. Good memory. Clever and
knowledgeable. Loves to look for information.
Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to
motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be
around. Secretive. leisureand traveling. Hardly
shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings.
Very choosy, especially in relationships.
Systematic.


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now that dad's out of the country, it's just mom and i at home.

when we're not at each other's throats we're both actually quite nice to each other.

it's simple things like having dinner together jut now that makes me realize how much we're alike.

udon noodles and squid.

with like practically no salt..
but somehow we both like it that way.

and how i can get my extreme "stingyness" from her.

like how i went to aries to get dark blue nail polish.. cause i had some warped notion that it was a colour that could make me look cool and mysterious..

so being the cheapskate.. i went to aries to buy the $2 pot. which was the only blue they had. and it looked pretty dark.. so it was ok.

got it home and i just tried it on.

it's punk blue.

and it's not dark at all.

grah.

anyway, followed mel who follwed her brother to get dreadlocks at far east.
her brother is *scared* of me or something.. he won't look me in the eye.. like i'll eat him up or something.

yes so maybe i have gorgon hair.

but that's just in fairytales. and he knows that he won't turn into stone..

oh well.

mel's got pretty funky hair. she was like some star hair model or something.. everyone was crowding around her watching the lead stylist dye her hair..

she's got the look to pull it off anyway.

i just hope it's not fading like mine.

kayaking.
and no, i didn't take the picture.
i'm not *that* bad..

[it was the guy who owned the boat shop.]

i've got a problem sleeping now.

i'm somehow adjusted to 6am.

so no matter how late i sleep.

i have to get up at 6am.

well that and partly because the al;arm clock is still on at 6, and i'm lazy to change it.

and i can't even take long naps either. it's just a problem falling asleep.

gah. and my feet look like they belong on a dinosaur.
it's all dry and grey.. and the rough parts are brown..
and my 2nd toe's turning blue black cause i bumped it too hard when i was in my sneakers.

ah well. atleast the ugly nails can be fixed with nail polish.

and maybe some extra strong moisturizer for the feet.

my hair's dropping. and it's not just from my head. i blinked once today and an eyelash just dropped out.

and a month back i rubbed my eye and like an entire stalk of eyelashes fell apart..

and dying one's hair is not the best thing to do to it either.

the hairdresser and i settled for the brightest red in the book, cause she reasoned that my hair's super dark and it's only a bright colour like that which would stand out.. so i said ok.

and now the colour's fading, but the damage still remains.

gah. the price of vanity.

oh well.

let's backtrack.

dad left for another conference last night. but he's stopping over in london for a while to meet his mom and sisters.

my mom hates it, obviously. that's why she didn't go along too.

anyway he was going to visit gee so gee sends me an sms the day of his departure entitled URGENT.

and tells me to find her longines watch and go to lee hwa to buy her a ring.

which i actually don't mind doing though. since i'm all free with nothing to do.

if you're interested, she bought the three stone (amethyst,topaz and quartz) contempo ring from the Xtraordinare fall series.

my sis has good taste. can't deny that.

sometimes i envy the way she manages to blend quirky into classic.

when i try to be quirky i just end up looking weird.

and she jsut called to thank me for it.
well not her per se. was on the phone with dad, and he mentioned that he's passed her the ring. and then she overhears and yells "tell her thank you" in the background.

it's a really nice ring.
one of those things that when you first see it looks weird in the ring-box and then when you see it on her it actually looks nice..

and when she comes over to singapore, people cannot believe that we're sisters.
i keep telling myself it's because i'm taller, so people don't expect her to be shorter than me.

or that she's got the london uptown accent, while i'm still stuck with the typical singaporean unglam drawl.

but who am i kidding, anyway.

lots of free time now.

maybe that explains the revival.

it's a weird feeling.. coming home with nothing to study at all.

i mean, it's not like i *want* to study.

but it's just a bit weird. no formulas in your head. and even if you wanted, there wuold be none that are useful.

i guess that's good in a sense..
more brainspace for the finer things in life.
people's birthdays.. phone numbers and addresses, when to do what.

speaking of which.

i need to clean my room.

yes, it's often overused and overexaggerated, but now it's serious.

i really need to clean my room.

it's come to a point where all 4 chairs have books on them, and there's hardly a square 100cm of tablespace left.

everything's just piled on top of each other.

and to use the com, i either have to kneel down in front of the computer, or spend some time dragging my bed to the space in front of the computer so i can sit on the mattress..

not good.

especially since mine's an old, huge and heavy queen size.

to make matters worse, i'm trapped near the window so i've got to stand up and walk across the mattress to the other side of the room when the phone rings..

which is no easy feat either since my bed's old and lumpy, and it takes balance to walk to the other end..

and the table's in a real sorry state too. it makes the room look really bad since the interior designer made it so that it stretches from one side to the other..

one day if i have the courage, i'll take pictures of this hurricane wrecked place and post it up..

i'm a good little girl for the rest of the house, though.

been mopping and vacuuming the other rooms. maybe i'm becoming more considerate. or maybe i'm just bored.

perhaps that explains the whole singaporean inconsiderate attitude..

we're all too busy running around doing different things and we've got a million things in our head.. it doesn't occur to us to return a smile... or anything else for that matter.

the government should declare something fun. like "pass it on" day, or something. where everyone just goes around passing on good deeds.

you've got to make it a public holiday, though. otherwise it lends no weight.

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gah. save me. blogger's irritating me cause it slowly goes up to 100% and then starts to zero again.

yes i know it's "a large blog".

but hey, aren't you happy it's back?

and let's face it - you missed me too.

it's been almost a year.

wow.

i guess i haven't blogged a lot of stuff.

let's see what has happened.

- i've turned 18.
- perfect sister got married to not-so-perfect husband
- i've graduated from RJC
- i'm now "a streaky redhead". (much to mommy's chagrin)
- i've overcome contacts.
- i've overcome school proper.
- i no longer have a uniform to wear.
- my usually long hair is now cut to the shortest it's been in 5 years.
- i now have to blog in notepad and then copy it into blogger since its server is probably pmsing and irritated with me for not hanging with it for more than half a year.

i'm back.

married life. hmph.

watched that kate and leopold thing today.

something about it. the whole romantic thing.

the storyline sucks. kept wondering why the hell i was watching it.

but it's the parts in between.. like how nice the guy is to her.. and stuff.
and how cute meg ryan is.

was aimlessly following my parents shopping today.

well shopping for gee's wedding.

oh which i am given an ugly expensive dress.
ugly expensive jewellery.
and no say.

no one listens to me.

not anywhere.

oh well.

and we all want our chevalier.

but like what i told my kids..
chivalry is dead.

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commons are over.

only thing worth mentioning was the invigilator that all the girls were looking at. and his twin.

he took us for the econs paper.
and i thought he was cute.
and he kept smiling for some weird reason.

ok. maybe that last sentence made him sound freaky.. but he wasn't. he was just this nice smiley guy. who kept smiling at pravin and zach cause they were his juniors.

oh. and i asked him for his watch.
and he laughed and gave it to me.

vid keeps insisting that i just did it to get his attention..

but i really couldn't see the clock.

really.

i was behind the pillar.

really.

but still i got to talk to him. and he was nice enough to go.. "oh..here." and then this huge smile.

he was probably just happy that he's back in school and gets to see his juniors..
but still. he kept smiling at me.

every time he walked past.

haha.

maybe i'm just imagining it or something.

oh well. at least now i know i'm probably not gay.

yus still thinks his twin is better looking. but he doesn't smile as much.

last week i turned up for class in board shorts.

i'm 17 i should be allowed to wear stupid informal things.

but showed up in class and the first thing one of my kids said was..
"eh teacher.. why you dress like thaaat?" with this weird look on her face.

hmph. it's just shorts. and not short shorts either.

oh well.

so i dressed up for them this week.
and they said that i looked nice.

the good thing with kids is that they tell you what they really feel.

and you can tell if they're lying.

well usually.

but they're cute.

kid: eh. teacher.
me: ya?
kid: why you dress up so nicely? you got a date ah?
me: haha no.
kid: then what? *stares*
me: i really don't have a date! i don't even have a boyfriend la.
kid: don't lie la 'cher.
me: really! hmph.

and people kept msging me so my phone kept buzzing.
and the kids kept going.. "eh..teacher.. your boyfriend ah?"

hmph,. maybe i'm so single is because i just give off this weird vibe.

how scary.

just bumped in nina.
she's doing law at melbourne uni.

and i'm still stuck here wearing a pleated green skirt and track shoes.

in my messed up room with parents entertaining in the living room.

still don't know how to work the washing machine.

or the dishwasher.

or the surround sound dvd player.

there's just too many speakers...

and besides, i'm banned from using all of them anyway since the rents are afraid i'll screw it up.

ie the dvd player.

i'm scared.

scared and screwed are different by one letter.

went to the talks yesterday with qing.

no idea what i wanted to do. stuck with medicine cause that's what qing's kind of got her mind on. so just followed her along for those.

there's law. and econs. and so many other things.

it's just so hard to choose.

garr.

anyway have got to appreciate my friends.

who hang around me despite the fact that i whine about everything all the time.

and don't lie by telling me that i haven't gained weight.. but try to say that they don't know cause they always used to see me in school uniform.

haha.

i miss you guys.

got this from sheau ying

Dance the night away by karchan85
Name
What you Look like
The Music	R&B
Quiz created with MemeGen!

got this from sheau ying

Dance the night away by karchan85
Name
What you Look like
The Music	R&B
Quiz created with MemeGen!

Your Brain is 86.67% Female, 13.33% Male

You have the brain of a girly girl Which isn't a bad thing at all You're emphatetic, caring, and in tune with emotions. You're a good friend and give great advice.

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

i should be researching on the kosovo war.
serbs albaninans yugoslavians russians

who started it?!

hmph.

You Are Reverse Pocky

Your attitude: rebellious and clever Non-conformist, but curiously a trendsetter With you, up is down... and it's a wild ride!

What Flavor Pocky Are You?

there's something weirdly calming of doing dishes at 3am in the morning.
and cleaning up my room. and the likes.

oh course, until wiring up the vacuum cleaner and then realising that i'd probably wake the whole country up.

mom came in around 3 grumbled at me for keeping all the lights on. turned them off, including the bathroom light even though i was bathing..

oh well.

damien rice's cannonball is such a nice song. i want the mp3. and ben jelen. and the chivas regal song they used in the commercial.

If I was a Rich Girl
See, I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me,
impress me,
my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthy girl
Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first class to my fancy house in London town
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, don't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold and I know
If I was a rich girl
See, I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me,
impress me,
my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthy girl
I'd get me four Harajuku girls to
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked,
I'd give them names
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, don't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby

hmm saw pug jelly again today.
this time at cine.

maybe we live near each other or something.

sis left today.
oh well.

another dinner party today.

suprisingly, doctors can be quite charismatic too.

dad threw this going away party thing for his colleagues cause 2 of them were leaving for melbourne.

and all the grown ups were squashed up in the dinner table and my dad's colleague came late. and he had already eaten. so he was just hanging around the bar talking to my mom.

me: *walks past trying to not to spill water out of the jug..*
mom: ah. yes, you remember anjali? the younger one.
him: *stares* quite big to be the younger one..working already?
me: um.. no. i'm in j2.
him: oh. but your sister?
me: is working.
him: the age gap between you two is quite little right? 2 years? or was it 3?
me: ..9
him: 9!
me: 9.
him: so which jc are you in now? raffles?
me: um.. yeah. how did you know?
him: where else would kuperan's daughters go?

he's more interesting than the rest.. maybe cause he used to be from ac, and wasn't the typical hwachoo.

hmph.

but it's the whole thing of how people are so cool and interesting when you meet them and then after a while the conversation dies and you have nothing else to say and everything's gone.

so just hung around and talked about stuff, me basically complaining abuot everything. amazing what a whiner i am. complaining to complete strangers for an hour.

and my dad's other colleague. who was leaving for melbourne. who had no one to talk to and was all by herself. and i was feeling sorry for her.

and my dad was the only one who talked to her. and mom 's jealous. oh well.

yes, i know i have a flabby butt.

and the useless rj skirt does nothing to flatter it.

especially when vid and yus seem to both have this new fetish for ass grabbing. mine's like a super huge target..

but vid..
she actually squeezed my butt today during bio prac. while i was sitting next to her darling boyfriend.

and she quietly creeps up and grabs it. and runs away with this cheeky grin on her face.
me: oi! vid!.. praaavin..
him: what?
me: viiid..
him: what did she do this time?
me: she.. um.. ah.. hmph. nevermind.

and she says that she can't squeeze his cause it's too hard. hmph.

oh well. guess i'm used to it.
sis has been smacking my butt since i was born. she says it's too "tempting".

gross.

but atleast she doesnt do it in front of other people out of the family..

aah. why is my butt so huge.

being in rj is something like being famous.

whenever you screw up, the press has a field day blowing it up.

no one cares if hougang jc does something. but if rj does it then it becomes super big news.

hmph. get out of my hair.

You Are the Girl Next Door! You're caring, warm, and the girl that nice guys want to marry. Uncomplicated and simple, you've got an easy going attitude guys love. But this doesn't mean you're dull - far from it! You're a great conversationalist, and you're an expert at living the good life. What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-) Find the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

i asked to be removed.

it's not like i need this.

but nooo.

apparently i'm the popular choice.

this sucks.

it's disgustingly hard to keep smiling everyday.

and try to meet everyone's requests.

and keep the stupid cliques together.

and yet not too far apart.

and make sure everyone's in their happy little cliques.

and still make sure that no feuding parties get stuck together.

and it's not like anyone's grateful or anything.

ranon's driving me up the wall.

this sucks.

i've been in a horrible bad mood ever since i got this.

no thanks that the people who i have to take control of are the ones that i want to strangle and hug at the same time.

and i can't even bitch properly when the whole world reads this.

too lazy to blog so just let me copy this from mel.

so anyways, anj WAITED for me for almost three whole hours so we could go get our eyebrows threaded at little india. her sister's coming back soon from london or someplace and she wants to pretty herself up, because in her words, her sister always looks "perfect".

yup and after that we went to komala's again! hahah and I ordered the same thing and we sat in the same place and oh my but aren't I a creature of habit.

I think school just spoils everything. it puts you in a bad mood all the time and just switches off the desire for you to learn anything. unless you're in arts. because I personally find the subjects more interesting. but I'd probably only be able to take it at an interest level. plus, I still don't understand why we have to know that oxygen is the last electron acceptor in oxidative phosphorylation. being in school just ruins the whole day. there are too many people. I was not meant to be around people. I swear I'm schizo.

but anj rocks hahah she actually told zheng to be nice to me. so sweet right?

and we were swapping stories about stupid guys who are sweet sometimes and how it's really suprising because they're usually not. and how most guys usually pull your pigtails to tell you you're their friend. stupid karl.

and while we were walking back to the little india mrt station, they were playing the ANJALI SONG! REALLY LOUDLY hahahah it's a sign! omg it was damn funny apparently nik's mom burst out into that song when she told her that she was out with anjali. hahah these poor people with song names. like mandy and candy and melody and grace and laura hahahah.

ooh and let me tell you a story! --


(anj is leaning on abbie's not very high shoulder. abbie's alot shorter than anj.)

anj: you know, if you grew a few more inches you'd make a pretty good boyfriend.

abbie: *with her mischievious smile*... I don't know if I should say this but

anj: what? say!

abbie: er.. a few inches where?

eeaagh! hahah and when anj was telling me that story she shouted at abbie: what were you thinking?
and I said: obviously not what you were thinking.
so abbie asked: are you thinking what I'm thinking B1? and I just had to replied: I think I am B2.

so anj made a passing remark (or so I thought): hey guess what? they're both bananas.

at first I thought she was just being silly, but then abbie went: eeagh! and then my mind when click and I went: eeaaagh!

EVIL!! they've contaminated me!!

anyway, i'm not as dirty minded as mel put it out to be.
oh.

and we were having this gp debate today. about the political system by mill and aristotle i think. about how much individual freedom the state should present.

and then the debate became really sidetracked about premaritial sex.

then like the gp woman polled the guys and asked how many of them are against it. an no one did anything. and then she asked how many girls were pro premaritial sex. and vid went "eeeyur.." in a typical if-you-own-up-all-the-20-girls-in-the-class-will-think-your're-cheap way. so no one said anything.

so it seemed like all the guys were pro, and the girls anti.

sad how quiet we are. if a guy owned up, he'd be considered prude.
if a girl owned up, she'd be called a slut.

at least some people are more open about it.

zach: premaritial sex is hardly reckless.. it gives the person more responsibility..
zheng: no what. if i have sex with a girl, and she doesn't get pregnant, then i have no more responsibility what...
*whole big uproar by the girls in the class*

how do you manage to keep yourself in these kind of things, zheng?

but actually, on the whole issue..
i don't know. maybe it's the whole desire to rebel, but what's so bad about premaritial sex..?

i don't exactly advocate it.. but i don't condone it either. i mean, people should just be left alone to do what they want to.

if someone i knew came up to me and told me that she was going to do it, i would just tell her to stay safe and have fun.

ok, that sounded cheap.

but the point i'm trying to make here is that there's no point in the state trying to control people and prevent them from having premaritial sex.

what are they going to do?

ask for your marriage certificate if you're going into hotel 81 with a guy for the night?

or only sell condoms if you show up with your wife to prevent infidelity?

the most they can do is make sure their citizens stay safe.

by advocating bith control and stuff.

the herd mentality of having 19 other girls in the class is that sometimes, we get too righteous with ourselves and insist that all 20 of us would end up virgins till our wedding day.

gime me a break.

*msn convo where zheng is pissed off that i'm never free to go eat dinner with him.*

desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:aiyah not my fault we're both busy right?
Seii says:no its your fault coz i am the free one u are the bz one
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:eh karl owes me food
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:maybe if he comes he'll pay.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:or is this dinner like exclusively you and me?
Seii says:...exclusively.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:so will you pay for me?
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:then karl can owe you dinner instead.
Seii says:...
Seii says:no
Seii says:haha
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:aiyah
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:same what.
Seii says:no lah its diff
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says: why don't you just go for dinner with karl? after your council meetings or something. then i can like not be your date for dinner.
Seii says:nono. cannot.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:why cannot?
Seii says: coz i don't want karl.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:then what do you want?
Seii says:u.
Seii says:i want u.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:... you're terribly troublesome. and fussy too.
Seii says:aiya i am booooooored
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:
whatever.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:i'm blogging.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:abuot you and your premaritial sex.
Seii says:hahaha
Seii says:can lemme read?
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:hmm
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:let me finish and i'll see.
Seii says:walaaaau i wanna read, haha sounds intersting
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:aiyah read mel's
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:she updates more pften
Seii says:yuck
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:..i told you to be nice to her la.
Seii says:haha i havent spoke to her since aftwer PW
Seii says:haha
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:why can't you just be nice?
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:you be nice to her..
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:or i shall never go otu with you again.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:and you will be left alone pining without me, my infectious charm that you can't resist and my expertise knowledge in italian food.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:and you'll be kept up every night unable to fall asleep with a neverending scream at the back of your head going, "where's my pizza?!"
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:and you'd kick yourself for being a jerk and refusing to be nice and civil towards my friends and losing me in the process.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:haha. i sound drunk.
Seii says:hahaa
Seii says:yes u do
Seii says:why are u so malist
Seii says:nono feminisit
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:how is that feminist?
Seii says:haha coz u never side me
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:that's just totally unrelated la.
desperate: everyone has a little dirty laundry. says:and besides, i never side you cause your side is always wrong.

valentine's.. and no one.

and it doesn't really help that i'm the only person in the whole universe who hasn't gone on a proper date.

well there's zheng who keeps disturbing me to go out.. but we both know that he only wants me to go to the restaurant and pick out the nice food for him cause he can't differentiate focaccia and copietta.

bleah. i've realized that only really free people get depressed.

like today. after not having to do anymore after mel cancelled. just went back home.
and stoned around. and stoned somemore. and ate. and watched malcolm in the middle. and walked around my room. and tried to clear it up.

then like you sit around and look at the millions of photos. and wonder how you can still be so unphotogenic when you've already deleted all the unphotogenic ones.

and you look at the pictures and wonder whether your friends are your friends.. or just other people.

and how one can actually become resistant to atkins.

which is what's wrecking havoc on me.

but installed speakers to the com.
feel nice and tech savvy.

only that they actually sound the same with or without them since the lcd has inbuilt speakers.

and the speakers have no place to be put.. cause when the curtains are drawn one of them keeps falling over.

oh well.

nik and i saw pug jelly at the dhoby gaut mrt station.

well 2/3 of pug jelly. the angmoh brothers and their friend.

today was useless. the boys bully me.

me: eh karl.. there's no chair here.
karl: oh . then look around.
me: .. you're sitting on two chairs karl..
karl: too bad..
me: ehh.. give me one..
karl: go find another one.
me: it's the same whether you sit on one or two.. kaaarl... it's my chair.
karl: no this is ranon's chair..
me: just give it to me!
karl: no.
me: pravin.. karl won't give me a chair.
pravin: .. then take mine. *carries his chair over*
me: *momentarily wondering if ot was possible for pravin to actually do something nice for me*
pravin: *whines* zaaach.. anjali took my chair..
zach: fine. then take mine. *passes pravin his chair*.. *whines* glendaaa.. pravin took my chair.
glenda: *ignores*
zach: *takes his chair back from pravin*
pravin: *takes his chair back from me*
karl: *still continues sitting on my chair stacked on his*

so after a long while and lots of pen marks later, i end up sitting on the floor sulking to myself. until the boys seem to think that trapping me under tables is a fun idea.

cause karla and zach started surrounding me in tables.
and i screamed at pravin to come and save me.
and he came.

and smiled.

and pushed the tables *over* me.

some big brother.

so i was just left there, hidden from everyone's sight. and ranon had to come save me after he got sick of me screaming.

boys.

went shopping with nik and found this thing which erally reminded me of karl.
so i bought it.

how useless. he bullies me to no end. and i go buy him a present.

hmph. the things i do.

an old friend called me up today to watch desperate housewives.

and we were talking during the show.

then the stepford wife woman came out..

"eh.. that's so you! the psycho.."

hmph.

but things have seriosuly changed.

i mean, i was never a stepford wife..
i am far from perfect, trust me.

and my hair *never* stays in one place.

and i'm much less control freakish now.
way way less.

to the total opposite end of the spectrum.

eating tuna straight out of the tin is not that bad.

neither is tuna with dark chocolate.

hey, don't judge me until you've tried it.

planning to be weird and call hongyan and tell her that i'm eating her extremely dark, extremely expensive chocolates with ntuc fairprice tuna.

she'd probably kill me if she found out.

that's why i like her dark chocolate. because it's *so* dark.. and *so* bitter.. and *so* rich.. and *so* expensive..

and the great thing is that unlike the cheap fake chocolates, you have to stop after a while with godiva, cause it's so good, you're just not good enough to take another slice.

great way to curb overeating.

no wonder the french stay thin.

hari raya holidays are almost over. so sad.
slept once i got home from school on thursday.

ponned tamil.. to go home and sleep.

friday was spent at doro's house. she's horribly independent. quite good actually. i'll freak if my parents left me at home for the entire month. the house will end up like an extension of my room. which is bad. very bad.

she keeps cleaning up the place. it's so freakishly neat. and she shooed me away from her couch to vacuum it when i put my feet on the seat. and she banished me to the floor.
and then kept screaming as she vacuumed *around* me when she did the floor.

her: *screaming over the vacuum cleaner* oi. move.
me: *slides over like 5 inches* the floor is clean!
her: no! it's not!
me: it's damn clean la. your whole house is damn clean. can you please stop cleaning it?!
her: it's not! *points to microscopic spot* see?!
me: aiyah. it's so small.. what's the use..
her: *scrubs the floor violently using the vacuum cleaner handle*
me: ...
her: i'm a good wife.
me: if i were your husband, i'll just die.

haha. i'm such a slob.

her class came over for a party so i helped her cook.
ok, i helped her stir the pan. and ate the pineapple pieces when she wasn't looking.

besides, that's more help than i give my own mom.

so that was friday.

saturday was spent shopping with soh ee. clothes shopping on a saturday in orchard road is useless. then she dragged me to marina bay to meet her og cause pravin ditched her, and she didn't want to be the only j2 there..and as pravin's sister i was supposedly "required" to go take his place.

so after much grumbling ended up kite flying.. in a skirt mind you, with soh ee's og. they're quite nice kids. but a little scary when two of them knew more about me than soh ee.

and i had no idea who they were.

one of them was one of my rmun kids. who keeps calling me pravin. or krishni. which he thinks is a nice name for pravin's arranged marriage wife.
which is damn gross since i told him that there was no way i was going to marry my brother.
especially if he was already attached to one of my best friends.

and one of the girls asked if i was pravin's girlfriend.
gross.

and another one who read my blog. which was freaky since she was asking if i knew "this girl".. and i didn't know what to say.. then she said that she read my blog.

i guess it's cool to finally meet the person who's blog you've been reading..
but it's strange for me..

it was worse when this kid asked if i was narepuk from ricebowl journals and asked for an autograph when we were at mcs eating..

that was super freaky.

i guess i should be happy that i've reached c list celebrity status..

and it was probably someone who knew me and my blog and was just playing a prank on me or something..

we had steamboat for dinner.
soh ee's super nice. she keeps cooking the food for me and putting it on my plate, when she has none for herself.

which is probably because i was so useless.

her: your chicken's burning.
me: oh. ok. *puts it on plate* is it done? how do you tell?
her: look at it.
me: i'm looking at it.
her: *sighs and looks over* no it's not.. *puts it over the grill*
me: why not? it's burnt right. so isn't it well done already?
her: *stares* you just can't cook la.

when home after that with her and fell asleep again.

sunday was just spent stoning around and being arty.
went to popular and the it guys are actually nice.

maybe it was cause i was wearing my poser nike laptop bag.

call me suaku..or whatever.. but i think a computer geek in bermudas is cool.. sort of a laid back genius..

bleah. anyway, the it guy said that i have a nice laptop bag.
i said that it was nice cause it was nike.

and decided that it was best that i keep the fact that the laptop bag had no laptop inside to myself.

had to buy a mouse for my dad, cause something happened to his old one.
cause a pretty optical one that was more expensive.. but it was pretty..

and then walked around and got sticky tape and paint and photopaper to print pictures on my printer straight.

met shan to borrow her cds and burn them..

and painted my ikea box because i couldn't stand the disgusting red design.

and school starts in 8 hours. and i have done nothing.

marv.

have to finish my chem tutorial by tomorrow.

crap.

and the proposal by today.

bleah.

goodnight.

I am 44% evil.




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new layout yay.

and new post in eons too.

nothing much has changed.

cleaned up room a little. that's all.

i'm leaving a line after every sentence.

ok. shall stop doing that.

from now.

crap.

oh well.

went to doro's house today under the pretence of studying. ended up helping her cook lunch and stuff for her potluck party. and looking at her photos. i like looking at photos. everyone looks so happy and stuff.

supposed to hand in the proposal for the class learning journey today. too bad.

bio teacher's giving me a lot of special attention nowadays. guess it's for my own good.

like yesterday when her lesson ended and as the class was filing out..
she: anjali.. can you explain the cardiac cycle to me?
me: uhm.. ya?
she: *drags a chair next to me and sits down* ok then. explain it.
me: *stares blankly at my multicoloured notes and tries to make some sense out of it.

so we spent break re re going through the cardiac cycle.

bio is actually quite interesting.
if i could get it.

ugh.

if i could.

perfect.

go *one* day without anti frizz..

and the next morning, a sunday, nonetheless.. parents look at me and go.. "why is your hair so frizzy?!"

yes. i know gee's hair all slick and straight and rebonded.

but still..

the only solace i have is that my hair is *way* less frizzy than what hers used to be.

but this seriously shows how anti frizz serum is taking over my life.

and of course the parents tried to make it up for calling my natural hair ugly.

this is me.

hanging around "sars place".
ie my dad's place.

using his computer wasting time away.
usually go late for appointments.

this time i'm *real* early.

so i'm here slacking in his office.

the doctors are walking around centrifuging stuff. maybe i should go and disturb them until he comes back. the least they would do is pretend to be nice to their boss' daughter.

he's still at a meeting now.
he'll come in, see me in his office and go, "what are you doing here?" in a totally indifferent way.

oh well.

till 3pm.