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She is unpredictable, frequent moodswings. Sometimes she’s nice, and sometimes she’s not.
Her name is Yan Ying. 90% of the world can’t pronounce it properly, simple as it seems. But no one really cares so they just call her YY. She is not fond of people with the same name as her. She turns 14 on 6th September and she loves her birthday cause it is a sex symbol. She was from Yew Tee Primary and is still proud of her school. She will never forget the class of 6D’07, or the batch of P6’07. She is currently an idiot in Nanyang Girls High and it is a love-hate relationship. She belongs to 202’09 which she, to be honest, doesn’t feel much for. She is a Theatre Club girl and is more than proud to be one. She especially loves Emo Batch♥, and looks forward to devoting her next 3 years to TCN with much optimism. She does ballet with more than just passion but she can’t do a center split. She is trying her best and is currently aiming for a far-fetched distinction for Grade6. She loves hiphop just as much though she’s pretty new at it. Her favourite sport is swimming and she occasionally plays basketball as a form of stress-relief. She likes to be tan and loves her swimming tan line. The piano, is yet another love-hate relationship. Like most teenagers, her hobbies include MSNing, blogging, and youtubing and facebooking. She loves shopping and doing random stuff like gaying people, jumping over railings, walking in the rain, and having completely irregular sleeping hours. Unlike most teenagers, she thinks that rap music is trash. She also thinks that she is getting old cause she hates the songs the average listens to these days. She can’t explain her love for oldies, country music, ballads, and sentimentals. Nostalgic songs are the best. Her favourite bands are Michael Learns to Rock, The Beatles and Westlife. She loves too many singers to name them all. “Forevers” are bullshit as of now. The night speaks to her the way no one else can. Her favourite thing to do is to curl up with a book on a rainy afternoon in her room, where she feels safest in. Her favourite flower is a black rose, but on the contrary, she likes rainbows and hugs too. She is always torn between two. But she is determined when she sets her mind on something, so she wants the world to shut up and believe in her. Just watch.Tag
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009, 2:31 PM
i'll remember you; and baby that's forever true.
Hello world, you should know that it's quite impossible for me to stop blogging entirely.http://kiss-thewind.livejournal.com
So if you aren't one of the ten and you like reading my blog or you've got nothing better to do during the holidays, then I guess there's quite a lot for you to catch up on. I hadn't relinked it immediately because I was afraid that my fickle-mindedness would make me switch back to Blogger again, but "nobody switches back to Blogger after using lj".
Initially planned to relink after EOYs but I didn't have the chance seeing how busy I was over DF. I've blogged about that already but haven't really gotten round to blogging about 202 in general.
So I guess, goodbye to almost five years of memories. Sometimes we need change for the better.
Friday, September 25, 2009, 11:59 PM
the silver thorn of bloody rose.
For some reasons, sometimes you tend to emphasize too much on someone's strengths, such that their weaknesses and flaws somehow fade away and you're left with an image of perfection. It is more common and typical for the opposite to happen, but it's equally undesirable either way. No matter how many times you're taught to think positive, how many times you're told to look at people's strengths instead of their weaknesses, overdoing anything is not good. That includes overrating.Nothing to do with all the rubbish that has been happening in school lately, it's just that this random thought of mine decided to pop into my head today out of all days and now I'm left brooding over it.
And by the way, don't have to worry anymore because they built stairs there now, so much more convenient and safe isn't it? Time to stop the wild imaginations and echoed words, though it's quite impossible when they've more or less integrated into your life and you just know that be it ten or twenty years later they'll still be chucked somewhere in the back of your mind.
Hmm maybe that's why it feels as though they're taking something away from me?
Yeah, don't have to worry, she'll be fine.
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I have to admit that classroom politics - especially one with all females - can be insanely crazy, and scary yet utterly amusing. It was "drama after drama" yesterday, and knowing me of course I had to take sides. Ain't going to elaborate on anything because I've repeated, said and heard enough throughout today and yesterday after school, gotten all the displeasure out with people who share the same view as me.
But either way, I'm praying very hard that things will at least get slightly better soon. Don't want our last class project as 102'08/202'09 to be a bitter, awkward and divided one, in fact it's already bad enough with it being on an extremely tight schedule and even clashing with EOYs. I'm wondering if people will actually treasure it or do their best, or dismiss it to be a whole load of rubbish. It's really our last chance at making things right so it's either we end things on a happy note or just leave it all hanging there like an unfinished story that no one bothers to complete. Please just let it be memorable.
Anyway, I'm quite looking forward to working with Iffera. She was the first person who came to my mind when we discussed SM, because she's enthusiastic, resourceful, has got lots of ideas, is familiar with script already, is extremely tolerable (haha essential), doesn't get angry easily, and she doesn't bitch so I don't feel all that self-conscious around her. Add the fact that I worked most closely with her on the drama assessment, she's a super nice person, and I think she actually enjoys doing this.
And despite everything, there really are stuff that I will miss about 202 next year, small yet significant things.. Like Charissa's super cute hyperventilating (this one really deserves to be first on this list, I mean how many Charissas can you find in your lifetime?!), "bullying" Weelin, Xinyi and her unique voice and her obsession with Hermoine, going Adam Lambert & Allison-crazy with Bernie, staring at Shenlin staring into space when I'm bored during lessons, occasional chats with Cheryl that I somehow always find myself happy afterwards, etc.
On a side note again, I feel super grateful for my clique and I love them so freaking much. There was a period of time when we were quite heck-care and unbonded but I really think we're closer now, hmm do you agree? Yes and I also think that we've grown alot since last year, you probably get what I mean. (:
AND OH MY GOSH I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE THEMED OUTINGS. ♥
Okay nevermind that was totally random HAHA.
Of course there's also my future-MSTP deskie who can also be super cute when she's anxious, is really good in Math though she can be damn careless sometimes, who is actually very understanding and I thank her for sparing me the fangirling on Korean bands - seriously, she knows that I don't like them so she doesn't talk to me about them at all. Of course I don't curse them in her face too. Idk there's like so many positive and negative stuff to say about H after nine months of sitting with her and knowing her relatively well already, such that I don't know how to continue.
Though there's this point that makes her one of my favourite deskies in my life and it's how when we share really in depth stuff with each other occasionally, we agree with each other most of the time. I think we were talking alot on Tuesday even though my sore throat felt immensely disturbing, but it's too bad cause I was too engaged in the conversation. By the way, there's nothing wrong with mugging. I'm going to mug for EOYs, does anyone want to kill me for that? o.o
No idea why everything got rather positive all of a sudden, like all the good points about people. But that's good hahaha better than a negative bitchy post! Positive posts don't come often for me.
Hmm okay and I think my time management skills are going to be put to the test more that anybody else's, so pardon if my blog goes on hiatus for awhile. There has been alot that I want to blog lately, just that I cannot find the time to - little yet significant things that happened, humorous stuff that make my day, tag replies which I think I'm going to either reply straight at the tagboard, or just read and not do the replies.
There's EOYs, 202's drama piece, crewing for Drama Fest, so I don't think I will be very free at all right after EOYs. And yes, I still want to get our top crewing standard back, or at least the best we can, cause fact's that it will probably never be as good as how it used to be. Don't know why but I feel as though I'm more detached from CCA than ever, even with the suspension I don't seem to miss Theatre at all. It's so odd because it's the first time I'm feeling this way, I feel lost because the passion is fading, scared even because that's the worst thing that can happen and that's what I've been fearing all the while since the start of this year.
Then Scarlet blues come hit on strong, I miss everything about that production, and in fact for some weird reason I have been missing it for the past few days. It's like post-production blues all over again at the most unlikely time of the year and I can find no explanation for that.
"The ladies will feel as though they are glowing - because they think that they are glowing!"
HAHA browsing through the Scarlet file makes me happier already.
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Aha I haven't done this yet! SO LAG omg it's like three weeks. In no order again:
Thank you Hazel Aunty for the yellow shirt; Yang Zhi for the flower; Kah Loon for the soft toy monkey I sleep with every night now; Zhi Ting for the handmade booklet + pencil case + other accessories; Eik Kar for the MLTR autograph OH MY GOD; Yoke Kay for the creepy doll + Cadbury chocolates I know you're intentionally trying to make me fat; Shao Jun for the handmade card which really made me smile; Siew Boon for the ice-cream mirror + Carebear; Jing Feng (and Gerald?) for the bimbo pink bunny bedroom slippersxzxz; Jiaying for the bouquet of flowers YES I WILL MARRY YOU; Shichun for the popular vouchers + heart-shaped earrings + the long pretty letter, yes your almost two-weeks late present is memorable hahaha; Wanli for the cute mug + springy dog thing; Hilary for the dancing mug which I really really really love; Iffera for the heart key chain; Ellen for the pink friendship token; Janice for the earrings; T. Shu Min for the handmade rabbit, I should really start a collection of her handmade gifts to me; Melissa for the notebook and Paper Chips; BQ, Sean, JJ, Stan for the combined birthday cake with HR; HR, JJ, Stan for the book; Xiao Jiu for the cake; my relatives for the red packets...
And of course my parents for three freaking awesome stuff I don't even know how to break this to you hahaha but you already know. -_-
1) A MINI LAPTOP.
2) MLTR'S CONCERT TICKETS.
3) GENEE AWARD CONCERT TICKETS.
Now be jealous again. It's like crazily amazing I can't even choose the best out of three.
4) FOR ALL THE LOVE.
I love my parents (but I still hate my dad's smoking habits).
I'm sincerely apologetic if I've left anyone out cause I really don't mean to. And now read these:
From Wan Li's letter, "Do you remember that you say I only talk to you about homework? =( This was in Sec 1. I was sad and scared of talking to you sometimes. This was in the past, but now I will NOT be afraid of you!!"
And from Shu Min's letter: "Like wonderful Marigolds (where you described me as the "super irritating person you always tell to SHUT UP!) XD But we've come a long way since then and we'll have an even longer way to go!"
Okay anyway I laughed while reading them, because yes it shows how mean I am/was, and yes too it shows how despite the above incidents these people are now very important to me. Scary how they'll probably remember what I said for a very long time from now, hmm?
I'm tired, goodnight!
Monday, September 21, 2009, 11:26 PM
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SMOKERS ARE TOP THREE ON THE LIST OF THINGS THAT PISS ME OFF.LIKE WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!?!?!?! WHAT THE FUDGE IS SO HEAVENLY ABOUT SMOKING???????
If little things already piss me off, imagine how much big things can.
It is impossible to calm down now because every breath I take now piss me off SO MUCH that I want to cry. I can't help it if your smoke travels all the way from the first to third level BECAUSE IT DOES SO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Stop being so inconsiderate. I DON'T KNOW WHY, but it has been twenty minutes since you smoked and THE SMELL STILL LINGERS. VERY STRONGLY.
Perhaps it's circulating in my respiratory system, perhaps a little bit more would cause some really obvious problems. I JUST DON'T WANT TO SAY WHAT.
But as for now, STOP KILLING ME, MY SORE THROAT AND FLU ARE BAD ENOUGH.
You piss me off everytime I smell the smoke, everytime I see you smoke, everytime you get into the car after a cigarette, BUT TODAY YOU PISS ME OFF MOST BADLY AND SO BADLY THAT I CAN (insert any extreme stuff here).
I feel the anger of fourteen fudging years building up on me now. Fourteen years of increased risk of lung cancer as compared to lucky kids who don't have fathers who smoke.
Everytime you say you want to quit smoking YOU WERE NEVER SERIOUS. You've said that a thousand times but you were always joking, perhaps forever expecting us to understand you no? WELL mummy and YZ probably doesn't care as much but I'm a fudging selfish person AND SO I need to live the most comfortable life ever.
Anyone with common sense wouldn't pay to get themselves killed.
IN FUTURE, I will make it a point for "DO YOU SMOKE?" to be the first question I ask any potential partner.
RAHHHHH CAN'T STAND THIS. SORRY IF I'M BEING TOTALLY ANAL ABOUT IT. MAYBE I SHOULD GO ON A DAOING STREAK WITH MY DAD.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009, 11:59 PM
why are we willing to be played?
says:*you're weird
*you're not governed by emotions
*you're governed by impulses
Can it be any truer?
I'm not a very emotional person, maybe that's just what I feel, because I'm not all happy sad emo nervous confused angry excited scared shocked lumped into one.
I tend to lean more on the pissed side though. I am so extremely easily annoyed it's like every trivial matter irritates me. For example lunch period today. I am rolling my eyes. You can ask.
On the "governed by impulses" thing, I always (like everyday) do or say one thing and regret it the next second, which is bad, obviously. I think I need a bit of restrain, actually I've always thought so, but I'm always so eager to get my views across that I don't consider anything else. The plus side is that at least you know what I sincerely feel so you don't have to guess. I swear those people who bottle up everything are bloody, freaking scary.
I mean, they might be very very very bitchy inside.
O:
Okay so chem test today was fine, chem is fun! I flipped through my notes on Monday and did serious mugging yesterday - one of the rarer times procrastination actually turned out okay. So last night I realised that chem is pretty cool and that I should have mugged it earlier to feel The Pleasure of Chemistry. And not sleep 1/4 the lessons this term away, which made me feel pretty guilty because Mrs Siew is so nice and all.
So I had this "epic mugger moment" last night which made me want to mug chem till daylight. Impulsive? Well of course I didn't, I slept at 2. This is how to do it for last-minute mugging: Don't panic and make yourself love the subject, only then does the shit actually get into your brain. Really.
Yes I did the passion speech today too, and I don't want to redo it for a couple of reasons. Maybe to Mdm O it's alright but to the rest of the class it isn't fresh information anymore, won't be as reflective anymore, and the supposedly funny parts won't make people laugh anymore (though mine didn't have any, I think).. Nahh okay I'm satisfied with what I got and I don't want to come across as someone who's really hungry for marks.
She said I was making eye contact but I was clutching the script too tightly and she wants me to drop it entirely. No I will not do it again.
But anyway ballet today ended off with wobbling legs cause it was one of the more productive sessions. However it also reminded me that my body has its restrictions, hmm.
I can remember the most satisfactory ballet lesson I had which was in Primary 5 I think - I was being super mischevous and playful and earned myself 120 stomache exercises/leg lifts, which are very tiring if you do them properly. Actually it isn't that much now that I think of it, but for someone fat (this is not sarcasm or whatever I was really damn fat), sucked in sports (the longest distance I ran was 1.6 which was once a year), had weak techniques, no muscles all flabs, it wasn't exactly the easiest thing on earth.
So for the consecutive days my stomache muscles were aching terribly yet I felt immensely proud. Since then, whenever I get muscle aches I feel very accomplished. -_-
Blah okay bye SHIT - Sorry Honey It's Thursday. Tomorrow. I need my weekend sleep now!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009, 11:59 PM
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This week is starting off with alot of dumb blonde moments.Yesterday I was asking Hilary,
Me: (sudden revelation) So any number multiplied by 2 is an even number right? (pause) Okay that's common sense.
Hilary: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA. It's so funny cause you said it very seriously. HAHAHAHAHHAA.
See how procrastination screws your brain. When you have a whole pile of shit waiting for you to clear, your brain is reduced to the size of a peanut. When you need it bigger than ever.
And today, with regards to the pH scale,
says:
*and general color la
*don nid the exact
*just noe red orange yellow green blue purple
*and noe the ph 7 is wad
YY <3 MLTR. Genée. says:
*lol ok
*HEY THATS LIKE
*COLOUR OF THE RAINBOW!!!!!!!
*omg so cool
Yes and I did the dumbest thing ever which was to taste my shampoo and hair conditioner, because apparently the shampoo is a mild alkali so it's supposed to be bitter and the conditioner is a mild acid so it's supposed to be sour. IT IS NOT TRUE DON'T TRUST THE NOTES.
Tomorrow is chemistry test plus LA SIA speech plus morning announcement auditions (?!). Thank you Wanli very very much for (unintentionally) picking me to do the speech tomorrow. Thank you very much, it's 1.10am now and you've probably drifted off into dreamland long ago.
227kcal of chocolates consumption tonight. I AMAZE MYSELF.
Saturday, September 12, 2009, 11:59 PM
do it big, do it right, and do it with style.
When the blue night is over my faceon the dark side of the world in space
When I'm all alone with the stars above
you are the one I love
Blue Night reminds me most of MLTR's concert. Jascha said something along the lines of, "Today's a wonderful night, and we're all very glad to be able to perform here in Singapore.." It really was a wonderful night, and with that heartwarming song plus incredible atmosphere, I was frantically finding any possible way to keep that moment in time. But all good things come to an end.
I guess the post concert blues have more or less died down, though I'm still listening to their songs and only their songs, I've given up picturing every detail of that night in my mind because it's getting quite impossible. Funnily enough it's their less famous songs I'm looping now, and boy they are addictive! And they make me very happy.. Can't believe I've never heard them before. It's like all their songs are freaking nice to me.
Crazily awesome.
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Genée International Ballet Competition. Shall I just repeat once again how fortunate and grateful I am for the opportunity to watch both semi-finals on Wednesday and Thursday, as well as the finals today. If I had to summarize everything into one word it would be "inspiring".
I think what I'm going to blog next is mainly for myself (and YK perhaps), doubt you'll be interested. Now this is really blogging for myself and the sake of reading it years down the road.
The results were rather predictable, golds and silvers at least - it was very obvious who were the cream of the crop. Gold medals were Claudia Dean (7) and Paul Russell (55), Silver were Nicola Wills-Jones (44) and Daniel Roberge (54), can't remember who's the bronze girl but the guy's Takeaki Miura (53). I was deliberating between Claudia Dean and Paul Russell for audience choice because their performances today were spectacular. Voted the latter in the end, but the former won. I'm guessing she must be the happiest girl alive now to be able to go home with two awards. (:
Was on the edge of my seat throughout the competition today, pity the person beside me was sleeping very soundly. And on Thursday we asked her countless times if she could sell her ticket to YK/Vanessa (who were dying to go) but she was stubborn and didn't agreed. Going for this with someone who does not have the same passion is as good as going alone, because she does not share your excitement. It was so weird sharing my thoughts with her like how I did with YK and Vanessa, such that I just stopped and barely even acknowledged her existence. Not that she cared anyway.
I know the dances are repetitive but the dancers presented them with different styles, and that's what you're there to see. I mean don't you know this is a competition? I just hated that bored look she had on her face throughout. Nevermind.
A little bit on the semi finals on Thursday. Two girls fell. One of them forgot her steps halfway through (probably nervous breakdown or something), stoned on stage with this crumpled face, and then went on dancing. But when she did she slipped and fell. It was horrible because she had to continue the rest of the dance with humiliation and dashed hopes, in front of the audience who obviously saw everything. I was looking at her face in hope that she will not start crying on stage and hoping that she will get through the rest of the dance successfully.
Because on Thursday I was seated somewhere on the second level where I had a good view of stage right backstage, I saw her sitting alone and letting the reality sink in. In fact I think I missed three-quarter of the next ballerina's performance because I was too focused on the girl who fell, thinking how devastated she must be feeling right at that moment. I swear it was such an awful thought because that's about the worst thing that can happen to you while dancing on stage.
The other girl who fell went on over pointe or something and fell flat on her body, face first. I really cannot imagine that instant after she fell, of how she must be registering the fall in her mind and feeling that it's the end of the world. Thank goodness the audience was very supportive, clapping very loudly and encouragingly at the end of their performances. It helped, but it couldn't reverse things.
Found this poem by random and I think it's very real.
On Witnessing a Ballerina Fall
During a Performance of "Nutcracker"
Somebody's daughter, a ballerina,
fell--
hit the stage hard
with her thin, delicate elbow.
Two-thousand eyes witnessed and pitied.
There was an audible, collective gasp.
I imagined this adolescent ego
like a big beautiful red circus balloon
bursting into a million small pieces--
as if tiny particles of her soul covered the stage,
like a blizzard of snowflakes.
She will not forget this day.
Time and time again
she will feel her elbow hit the stage,
like a terrible mantra--
Over and over again
she will feel the air explode from her perfectly round red
balloon
like a silent bomb detonating.
December 2002
Ellen Marie Walker, M.F.A., M.S., L.L.P.
The two accidents happened during their first dance (Commissioned Variations) which was "The Juggler". Super nice dance piece, I watched it for like 50 over times already and I still want to watch it again. For males they did "Hunting Song", quite nice too.
The candidates' second dance (19th Century Classical Repertoire Variations) captured more of the audiences' attention because of the beautiful/ costumes - they wore leotards and tights for the first - and also because they weren't all the same dance piece. Sleeping Beauty, Raymonda, La Bayadere, Don Quixote, Swan Lake, Le Corsaire and Coppelia, so they didn't all do the same thing.
For males Daniel Roberge and Paul Russell did some damn cheeky dance, cuteness to the max. So based on their first and second dances, the numbers we betted on to get into the finals were 2, 7, 28, 44, 53, 54, 55 and yes they did! There were five others too, twelve in all, including the Singaporean Kwok Min Yi (18). Sneaked a couple of pictures, will post them up soon.
Here's a fuller review of the semi-finals, just found it and I totally agree: http://www.ballet.co.uk/dcforum/happening/7403.html
And moving on to the finals. You could see the difference from the semi-finals because those who moved through to the finals were really better. Mostly perfect and controlled pirouettes, amazingly straight grand jetes (big leaps), seemingly effortless and high extensions, you get the point. Today they did the 20th Century Classical Repertoire Variation which they just learnt yesterday, as well as the Commissioned Variation and the 19th Century piece they performed for the semi-finals.
Actually I don't have much to elaborate - oh the 20th century male dances were adorable, the audience were alternating between laughing and wow-ing. And before they announced the results I too was feeling anxious for some unknown reasons. I guess that's about all, the experience was totally worth it and if Genee ever comes to Singapore again I'll be first to grab tickets. Just like if MLTR were to come again.
Oh yes and the passion thing for LA, it's Saturday and I haven't done shit about it yet. The way things are looking now I'm definitely doing something on ballet, heck if it's unique or not, heck if it's "something new about me" or not. Yes and it is ridiculous to judge passion or ability based on whether you are in a dance CCA or not (though yes, both Chinese and Modern dance in Nanyang are undeniably good) or how many times you publicly profess your love for it over MSN or Facebook. I don't do that alot and I don't intend on doing that. Sometimes who you have to dance for is only yourself, same for who needs to understand how passionate you are.
Of course I did think of doing MLTR, but doing on singers/bands is a little.. I don't know, weird? It's like using the LA SIA as a chance to promote your favourite blah blah blah. No offence to people doing it though, you can try to sway my views.
"Ballet is not just movement, not simply abstract. It’s something beautiful. Sometimes there’s this feeling in the movement that makes me want to cry." -Nina Ananiashvili, The Ballet Book. It's true especially the last sentence, really.
While watching the finals today I suddenly thought about this. How far would I lose touch from ballet in 20, no make it 10 years time? It's a very scary thought, knowing that as you get older your childhood and teenage passions will slowly fade away, because you won't have time anymore. Caught up in university studies, making a living, being successful, in the end entirely giving up on what you love doing right at this moment. Sad fact is that it's not like any other passion or hobby, for instance reading, which you can do anywhere, anytime, decades down the road.
I think I should really treasure the chance to do ballet now and make the best out of it. I probably don't look as good as others in a leotard, won't have a perfect figure forever, but I've promised not to let that get into my way, and so I'll make sure it doesn't. I know I'll have to work twice as hard as others to keep that distinction, because I don't live in an illusion that whatever I'm down with doesn't directly affect my techniques. At times I wonder if I would have done better if my spine was straighter (and about how bloody unfair it is of course), but wallowing in self-pity is shit stupid. Afterall since this is irreversible, the only possible way to achieve better results is to work harder. This and this are pretty interesting though, chanced upon them.
A friend once asked me what's the point of all these - ballet lessons and the effort, time, money you put in - since it's not like I'm going to do ballet in future. Well, it is impractical to want to make it big in the dance field unless you are exceptionally talented, which I'm not, and I know I obviously won't be pursuing a career in dance or other areas of the performing arts. I'm really the boring person who'll just sit in the office and work my ass off, though I'll try to bring that a step higher.. I want to go to New York!
Nahh not quite possible. Hmm why does the future already seem bleak, after the last chapter of epic mugging in university, I'm seeing myself rot in the office, five days a week from 9 to 5, returning home exhausted, continuing the next day, and the cycle continues. Running in circles and just waiting. What's the point, really? I really do feel trapped in Singapore though, claustrophobia's setting in.
Coming back, and in response to my friend, saying that it's useless is totally wrong. Ballet makes me happy, and that's enough reason for everything.
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You know what, I'll really have to delay tag replies again.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009, 11:59 PM
kissing crystal drops of the rain.
Lack of updates even though there's been alot happening lately.Firstly thanks to the people who wished me happy birthday one way or another - MSN, Facebook, SMS, etc. I didn't do this last year and a little bird told me that I should be more appreciative, and so I will. Here goes, and in no particular order of importance or time,
Kai Lin, Shanna, Zhi Ting, Kah Loon, Melissa (Yeo), Yuanjun, Cheryl (Ho), Gerald (Tan JK), Alex, Junjie, Eik Kar, Edgar, Zisong, Berwyn, Jing Feng, Ellen, Carrissa, Qiyun, Yue Ling, BQ, HR, Sean, JJ, Stan, Yixian, Shichun, Michelle (Lim), Yang Zhi, Yiyang, Kelvin (Leong), Siew Boon, (Tan) Jia Ying, Clarissa (Tan), Bethanie, Marcus (Ng), Jiahui, Yoke Kay, Ling Ting, Leon, Daphne, (Tin) Shu Min, Sixian, Shuhui, Shaojun, Wen Liang, "passerby", Janice, Ximei, Wee Lin, Darren (Low), Bernadette, San Yi, Malcolm, Yichang, Pearlyn, Zhenyu, Shichen, Wai Yee, Stephenie, Shun Xiang, Yichun, Zhuhong, Jermaine, Wan Ting, Yue Min, Xiao Jiu Mu, Sylvia (Lim), Hilary, Ying Ying (Lai), Jiarui, Mingsei, Anne (Hwarng), Shuyi, Qiannan, Sherry, Shijie, Kiat Long, (Chuah) Jiaying, Ting Chih, Chong Ee, Ying Ying (Hua), Gerald (Tan), Chermaine, Lauren, Jeff, Amanda (See), Yu Ting, Wan Li, Cheryl (Yau), "Amanda", "Happy Birthday", Miss Lin, Mitch, Xinlin, Chew Rui, Mdm Chua, and all of my maternal relatives and cousins.
Happy finding your name. Sorry to those I left out, don't kill me. I'll thank the presents another day because apparently I haven't received all of them yet, though most of it have already been promoted to red packets. I'll spend them on clothes someday.. Banking in the money makes me feel sad because I don't know when I'll ever touch them again.
Of course I have to thank my mum and dad as well cause without them I wouldn't be here today. Yan Ying Sim - Made in New Zealand woooooo no wonder it's my favourite country. But I'll escape to New York when I grow up. Other than that, from them I got these: Tickets for MLTR's concert (best present in my 14 years of existence), tickets for Genee Award Ballet Competition, and guess what, a mini laptop. So small that it's just slightly longer than my elbow to wrist, very portable. Are you jealous now?
Also happy belated birthday to Junjie whom for months I didn't believe shared the same birthday as me. Study hard and get into express stream, grow taller, forget the girl, stay cute the way you are now don't become beng. Most importantly continue hugging your bolster!
5th September was out with SB, SJ, JF, Gerald and Alex, combined celebration with JF since his birthday was on 5th Sept. Caught "Where Got Ghost", average humour, and damn scary at some point. There was one part where this idiot snuck up to a ghost in the bathroom and the door suddenly opened and there was this ghost dripping blood and I screamed and buried my head into SB. She laughed, and I realised how much of a pussy I am. Again. Yeah it was just an average movie, abit of cheap laugh, wouldn't watch it again.
So it was a free movie treat + handmade card (I love those) from SJ as birthday present, a carebear and mirror from SB, and a bimbo pink furry bedroom slippers omg (from JF, Gerald and Alex?). Went to KFC after the movie and I shall officially announce popcorn chicken to be my favourite fast food item. Slacked around, went home.
Can't deny I wasn't at all disappointed, heh three out of five of you will probably get what I mean. Nevertheless it was still awesome to be able to hang out with you guys again, can't wait to do so after EOYs. (:
Hiphop, then grandparents' house for dinner. Epic eyebrow-plucking session, a room of females ranging from 5 to 43 year olds waiting to get their eyebrows sorted out. Xiao Jiu Mu's very pro at it!
6 September started from the midnight SMSes and MSN conversations, blasting MLTR on my radio, and singing at the top of my lungs over the phone. Things became more silent by three and 3.30 to 4am exactly was the best part of that day because I was smiling half an hour straight - funny how little things can make your day. Slept a little after five, woke up at one, drowned myself in MLTR all through the afternoon. Can't think of a better way to spend it. The spamming on my Facebook wall was really sweet, thanks again people. (:
Headed off to the temple at 6 for like 15 minutes (...) and then Palm Gardens' function room for a combined birthday celebration with my cousin. Haven't uploaded pictures for this one yet, soon will but I'm damn lazy to tag people.
Yay so anyway it was quite fun - my 14th and Jia Tian's 21st. Though I'm serious when I say I'll get myself totally drunk on my 21st. As usual the buffet was the most awesome part of it, and also the innovative thing my cousin planned, which was to pen down the best memories you've shared with her, and your birthday wishes for her on a piece of paper. In the end she read all of them out and some of the memories were hilarious, can't believe I've never heard of them before.
Blasting MLTR on my handphone and singing with Wan Ting..
Fail mugging with Shun Xiang and I did not even get a single line in.. Forget it man.
Yeah that's about all. The rest was pretty typical, can't say "catching up with relatives and cousins" because we just saw each other the night before. -_- Okay we did the kick 4D-number thing again which resembled a ritual, and my cousin and I kicked a 2469 which did not come out. Sadly.
So do I look exceptionally ugly in yellow?
7th September was outing at Vivo with girlfriends. Was late again, "very predictable", though I actually setted my alarm clock to like 9.30am (and 9.45 and 9.50, three alarms okay)? But alarms don't work on me so I fell back asleep and my mum ended up waking me up at 12.20. If she didn't I would have slept till like 2pm or something.
Reached the MRT station at 12.50 exactly. 30 minutes to prepare and get there, awesome or what? Grabbed some random shirt and shorts, washed up damn quickly, tied my hair on the car - it was possible. SC treated me coffee-flavoured bubble-tea because my present's not ready yet (I'm wondering wtf it is), didn't know there was this flavour. Long John Silver for lunch as usual, we have it every clique outing seriously, but I don't ever get tired of it something.
I did something very, very brave. Almost got bashed. First time w0rhxzxz. xD
Watched The Proposal, very lag but still.. Loved it! Not the best movie ever but the humour was good, the plot was cute, and it made us go "awww". They chose perfect people to play the roles - Sandra Bullock does look like a fierce bitch/ poisonous witch and Ryan Reynolds has a very cute innocent baby face. Albeit with a manly body. We didn't want to movie to end but it did. Okay what am I talking about of course movies end.
Afterwards we went to Sky Park for mass zilian-ing session and cut the cake without blowing candles or whatever. Because my mum said that belated birthdays cannot be celebrated. I suppose a cake would be fine without the candles right..? Please say yes. Anyway I think the pictures taken that day is our best set ever (the next is Vivo again after EOYs last year I suppose) because this time we had balloons to brighten up the entire picture and that really made alot of difference. We also kept toilet pictures to a minimum - wait I don't think we even took any in there.
In all we took 104 pictures, nevermind the failed jumpshots. IT WAS CRAZILY FUN. I love my girlfriends. ♥ Can't wait to go out after EOYs! Damn I dread that thing.
Somehow I really love the last one so I shall just include it!
Ballet at night was okay. YK passed me my present and made me unwrap it in front of her. She wrapped it with 14 wrappers so I only finished unwrapping them when I got home. -_- Must have taken up alot of time! Thanks for the chocolates though, yay for Cadbury!
8th September was going out with HR and gang. Okay you know what I'm just gonna dao whatever ZS said and just blog about it because it's too memorable. I'm gonna refer to Sean's blog on this: So on the night before BQ, JJ, Sean and Stan had like three chats running concurrently. One was the daily mass chat with everyone inside including HR and I, the second one without HR, and the third one without me.
So what they told me was when BQ cues 1, 2, 3 on that day we'll all say "Happy Birthday Hanrui" and whip out our presents for him (intentionally making me feel neglected). And in the other convo without me they told HR the exact opposite thing. So the real plan was that when BQ cues 1, 2, 3, everyone else is supposed to shut up except for HR and I who will say "Happy Birthday" to each other. Okay yes sounds good right, but we all know plans fail because of unparticipative people, or in this case "victims". Nevertheless it was still damn sweet and stuff.
Yeah and thanks Sean for proceeding with your mission "with utmost determination and flawless disguise", because the "the choco exotic cake, with (our) names engraved with cream" is good. And yes you are very pro at Dance Dance Revolution. Well basically we just took spoons and dug the cake and ate it like that, obviously it was messy but nevermind. Played racing car in the arcade, can't believe I even stepped into it. Bought new earphones because mine is spoilt, ended up spoiling it less than 2 hours later. Bloody horrible right? And my phone's auto restarting again even though it was just sent for repair days ago. I really cannot take care of gadgets.
Afterwards went to the library with YK for awhile, then went home. She is awesome I love her too. (:
So out of the 4 days I went out, 3 of them were combined birthdays - super cool, never had so many combined birthdays in a row before it was just awesome. This year's September holiday is like especially fun, not to forget the MLTR concert and Genee Award!
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AHHH I'm thinking ballet like crazy now. MLTR's "Look Around" is playing and I'm subconsciously combining ballet steps with it in my mind. Very weird combination, I know, but ballet's not all slow. Should tell you a little bit about the Genee Award Semi Finals today.
We sat diagonally behind the judges! Because we went in quite late, there were barely other sets of five unoccupied seats together. So we just sat anywhere we could and what the hell it was like beside all those reserved seats and important people. It was supposed to be from 10am to 5pm but it ended early at about 3.30. Nevertheless still very long hours but I was awake the whole time despite sleeping for less than 6 hours yesterday.
I feel like cursing the people who bought tickets there to sleep.
If you're not serious then don't go. Sell, no, give the ticket to someone else who's really dying to watch it. And if you're not serious about ballet lessons then don't come either, can't you see that our patience is already wearing thin? I've been wanting to blog about this and I guess now's the perfect opportunity to do so. 1) Wearing your leotard plus a character skirt home is plain retarded, unless you want to get raped, if not please have the decency to at least slip a shirt over your leotard. You're 14, not 4.
2) Coming for lessons at 9pm when it starts at 8.30, giving stupid reasons like "eating dinner" and "playing basketball", does not make Miss Wendy happy at all. Yes, we'll remind her to lock the door next week when lesson starts. 3) Acting cute by feigning stupidity does not work - yes, I totally believe you can't differentiate between your thigh and calf muscles - and all it does is waste our time. 4) Bringing your guy friends up to the fifth level where we are practising our splits and dance steps piss us off big time because we respect a little privacy here. Hey, why don't you dance for them to see? Let's see if they'll applaud you. (:
Hopefully she doesn't see this or it'll be awkward sitting next to her in the finals (there's seating number for that one). If she sleeps I'm going to kill her. It's an $80 ticket. Not like you get to watch the Genee Award International Ballet Competition Finals everyday.
And going back to the topic. I'm really rooting for number 7, 28, 44, 54 and 55, who are Claudia Dean, Danielle Muir, Nicola Wills-Jones, Daniel Roberge, and Paul Russell respectively. Funny thing is that all five of them are from Australia. Hopefully they'll get through to the Finals. And Daniel Roberge looks super hot in the booklet, though it's not just that, because that eyecandy dances very well too.
Learnt a few new ballet terms today, understood most that were said fortunately. At least I got what was going on. Can't wait to watch the second round of semi-finals tomorrow!
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Tag replies another day. There's alot to clear but unfortunately I want to sleep. Goodnight.