Sean's so funny.

Just now Sean said:

Sean Ready, Fire! Aim. ( 150 , 125 ) says (10:35 PM):
dont so like that lah
Sean Ready, Fire! Aim. ( 150 , 125 ) says (10:35 PM):
sean heres
Sean Ready, Fire! Aim. ( 150 , 125 ) says (10:35 PM):
for
Sean Ready, Fire! Aim. ( 150 , 125 ) says (10:35 PM):
err
Sean Ready, Fire! Aim. ( 150 , 125 ) says (10:35 PM):
you to whack

HAHAHAHA THANKS FOR MAKING MY DAY/NIGHT WITH THAT SENTENCE.

You know if you said that to me face to face, not over msn, seann you're like, so DEAD.

YES I DIEDED TEACHING YOU THE PRODUCT RULE, AND CHAIN RULE TODAY.

Still remember or not. Don't? I put here let you remember.

Chain Rule

^dy = ^dy X ^{du
dx du dx}

Product Rule

^dy = U ^dv X V ^{du
dx dx dx}

UNDERSTAND OR NOT I TAKE A LOT OF TIME TO TYPE THAT OUT OK YOU BETTER PASS YOUR EMATHS!

OK SEAN TEO CHEE MENG!

SCREAM!

_{Okay let's try that one more time}

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

_{Feeling better?}

I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.

PEOPLE TALK ABOUT YOU IN THEIR BLOGS. IT'S OK IF THEY'RE YOUR "FRIENDS", AND THEY DON'T DARE TO TELL YOU FACE TO FACE ABOUT.

SO THEY'LL TALK ABOUT YOU IN THEIR BLOG. THEY'RE REALLY SUBTLE ABOUT IT TOO.

I HAD FOUR YEARS OF THAT, WHATEVER.

TO HAVE SOMEONE LIKE THAT TALK ABOUT ME? HOW COULD YOU.

I can't even feel hurt right now.

I'm gonna have an earlier night. Screw BCS, Marketing, and BCS again.

I'm back from my blogging break.

The trees are still green, but the leaves are turning yellow soon.

The weather's getting colder, and the atmosphere, too.

School's still busy, but it's slowly decelerating.

My friends are all free, and I'm still chained.

I like to read, but sometimes the books just don't agree with me anymore.

I can't believe it but everyone was right. I just didn't want to admit it.

Sentences form at the back of my head everytime we meet.

Sometimes they don't form anymore, because there wasn't a need to, already.

OK OK. I'll stop.

Check out this video man. Weird lyrics. AND FREAKY VIDEO LOL!


Cupid's Chokehold(Take A Look At My Girlfriend)
by Gym Class Heroes

Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one i got ba ba da da
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot ba ba da da, ba ba da da

It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But momma i fell in love again
It's safe to say i have a new girlfriend

And i know it sounds so old
But cupid got me in a chokehold
And i'm afraid i might give in
Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'

I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And alka seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love then i don't know what love is

We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know i'm young but if i had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun

ba ba da da, ba ba da da

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one i got ba ba da da
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot ba ba da da, ba ba da da

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one i got ba ba da da
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot ba ba da da, ba ba da da

It's been awhile since we talked last and i'm tryin' hard not to talk fast
But dad i'm finally thinkin' i may have found the one
Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son

And i know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long
But i promise this is on a whole new plane
I can tell by the way she says my name ba ba da da

I love the way she calls my phone
She even got her very own ringtone
If that ain't love then i don't know what love is ba ba da da

It's gonna be a long drive home but i know as soon as i arrive home
And i open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
She'll be back in my arms into my arms once more for sure

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one i got ba ba da da
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot ba ba da da, ba ba da da

She's got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I'm not done
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there
Man i swear
She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song
But movin' on
She's got the cutest laugh i ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin' one word
And i would still cherish every moment
And when i start to build my future she's the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere i go i keep her picture in my wallet like you

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one i got ba ba da da
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot ba ba da da, ba ba da da

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one i got ba ba da da
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot ba ba da da, ba ba da da

Looks like everyone I know is stressed out over something.

See, poly life ain't heaven even when compared to the poor JC1 kids who still have classes in their so called holidays. We have proper holidays but MAN we work hard for it.

it's nearly 930, I have half an hour more to complete my un-started assignment and I'm blogging.

BLOGGING.

I still don't get it, see. I know it's not good to hide, but this is dangerous. I mean, it's like giving a baby ba kwa to eat. Poor tyke will choke to death, see, just that this one's gonna choke from anger. Or something. Tantrum throwing?

I want a something that can let me record my voice. Well actually my laptop can do that. But whatever.

I wanna record everything out, so that I won't feel like I'm swimming in words, or something.

Or swimming in OB, marketing, CS2, C&E, Jap and BCS assignments and projects.

See, I'm a verbal person. I like to express myself verbally. You know?

I feel absolutely stifled, now.

And what's worse? I know I said I wanna spill it out, but when I open my mouth? Nothing comes out. Cos there are many things you just describe it with words or show it with actions or blog about. Then when you are one of those I-have-to-say-it-or-I-won't-die-in-peace sorta person, well, good luck.

I'm looking forward tothe weekend. It's a tiring but relaxing weekend.

But who the heck stresses themselves about the weekends???????????????

Oh my goodness what's wrong with me? Geez.

This is devastating. I hate it when nothing goes right after I planned it like shit. It's time to immerse myself into silly songs by Mika.

He's trained in opera, that's why he can sing like that.

What a darn cute song.

Makes me forget all insensitivity.

Or maybe it's my fault. Maybe I should bring my D higher.


Lollipop
by Mika



HEY What's the big idea?
Yo, Mika!

I said sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
I said sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down

Sucking too hard on your lollipop
oh love's gonna get you down
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
oh love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love
oh love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love
oh love's gonna get you down.

I went walking with my momma one day
When she warned me what people say
Live your life until love is found
'Cause love's gonna get you down.
Take a look at the girl next door
She's a player and a downright whore
Jesus loves her, she wants more
Oh, bad girls get you down.

Singin'!
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love
Oh, love's gonna get you down.
Say love, say love
Oh, love's gonna get you down

Mama told me what I should know
Too much candy gonna rot your soul
If she loves you let her go
'Cause love only gets you down.
Take a look at a boy like me
Never stood on my own two feet
Now I'm blue as I can be
Oh love come and get me down.

Singin'!
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love
Oh love's gonna get you down

Say love, say love
Oh love's gonna get you down.

I went walking with my momma one day
When she warned me what people say
Live your life until love is found
Or love's gonna get you down.

Singin'!
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Sucking too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love
Oh, love's gonna get you down.

Mama told me what I should know
Too much candy gonna rot your soul
If she loves you let her go
'Cause love only gets you down.

Woaoa woaoa woaoa lollipop
Woaoa woaoa woaoa lollipop
Suckin' too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
I said suckin to hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down
Lollipop

I think I got no classmate yuan fen.

No really. From primary school until now. I don't know about kindergarten cos I don't remember.

But from primary school to now my close friends are so not my classmates. Well except for a short stint in secondary school.

that's all I wanted to say. Back to Japanese presentation proposal.

but tell me michael he's so hot.
tell me quando quando quando!

I like the cover with Nelly better, though. It's on my imeem, right side of the page.

MICHAEL BUBLE's so hot. The moment he goes, "Tell me when..." my heart goes NOW!

Geeeeez.


Quando Quando Quando
by Michael Buble and Bonita

Tell me when will you be mine
Tell me quando quando quando
We can share a love divine
Please don't make me wait again

When will you say yes to me
Tell me quando quando quando
You mean happiness to me
Oh my love please tell me when

Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare

I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when

Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare

I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when

Whoa lover tell me when
Oh darling tell me when
Oh come on tell me when
Yea tell me when

I realised something.

Being in an east side school, a polytechnic, didn't take me away from my secondary school friends.

Nor were they the one who stayed away (but how true is this I don't want to know).

It's me who wanted to run away, to a new place, have a new story, create a new life.

Hide the truth and the lies of yesteryears behind me.

But looking at them, now.

I don't know what to say, or how to feel. I don't feel anything, I guess.

Everyone went (well nearly) went to the same JC. Or even so, they went JC. Poly has different holidays.

I would have gone JC too, but there would probably be nothing left of my brain cells. Then again, it's not a lot of difference in HTM.

I miss secondary school. There wasn't this many politics to scorn at or be scorned about.

There weren't many cute guys who would have your attention all the time.

There weren't many cute girls who whould have the attention of the cute guys.

There weren't many things to think about, and many projects to do.

Food isn't so expensive, haha, in secondary school. But I'm not complaining about the 5 canteens and a foodcourt I get here. Food is love.

Alex met a certain ex-Yusoffian over DOTA who knew me (I swear I don't know him) and that guy spread some nasty stories about me. I've yet to know if they're true, but Alex apparently won't tell me what that guy said.

I look at my ex-classmates' blogs and they're all still in contact. I'm the loser who thought she could run away from all that.

Why, what happened in secondary school?

Nothing. I just messed up my life, that's all.

Simply put it. I know I made a lot of mistakes. People didn't like me for them. I knew people didn't like me for them. So at the first chance I got, I jumped all the way from Bukit Batok to Tampines.

But I did have fun in YI. I did have love, and I did have joy.

I just didn't see it.

It's probably too late, now, since the ties are strong.

I heard this on the radio while coming home after ministry. I was so tired, I don't think my eyes can close anymore.

I always pick up nice songs on the radio. No particular meaning, but I just like the mood of the song.

I don't know what to do, or say, anymore.




First Cut Is The Deepest
by Sheryl Crow

I would have given you all of my heart
But there's someone who's torn it apart
And he's taken just all that I have
But if you want I'll try to love again
Baby, I'll try to love again, but I know...

The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
But when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed
When it comes to lovin' me, he's worst...
I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
And I'm sure gonna give you a try
If you want I'll try to love again, (try)
Baby, I'll try to love again, but I know...

OOHHH,
The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
But when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed
But when it comes to lovin' me, he's worst...

I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
But I'm sure gonna give you a try
Cuz if you want I'll try to love again(Try to love again, try to love again)
Baby, I'll try to love again but I know, OOHHH....

The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
When it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed
When it comes to lovin' me, he's worst

OOHHH, the first cut is the deepest
Baby I know (baby I know)
The first cut is the deepest
Try to love again...

It was going to rain.

At the block where the student lounge is, there is a walk way leading back to the school's main building. It has this wooden garden roof, with bougainvillea on it. Red, pink, orange flowers littered the floor.

It's nice to watch the coming wind pick up the flowers as it swirled through the masses of moving legs. It would go this way, and stop, and one could see the flowers suddenly moving from another way, which showed a change in wind direction.

The flowers would spiral, stop, spin the other direction, stop, suddenly swept to the left, and then swept right back.

And then suddenly, everything went still. It was as if the tv was muted - just for that split second.

The raining started pouring, and the wind is back, only fiercer. The flowers no longer float along with it, but, drenched in the rain, lay forgotten on the ground.

Ominous thunderclaps filled the air, and darkness came upon the school. People moved quickly in groups, huddled for warmth against the biting cold.

Why this post? It was what I saw as I walked from theSDC to the library.

People say, look beyond the grey clouds for the silver linings.

I say, hey, what if I don't even see the grey clouds before the cats and dogs come?

HOKAY.

TPRawks is over. Actually it was quite a bit ago. But I hadn't had time to blog.

I had so much fun. I knew I would regret not going.

Got myself a henna thingie at CCN day on Friday! While the Rawkers were F&E walking around campus.

I'm tired though. Mentally and physically.

It's back to school, Monday, lots ot catch up with.

Went over to Jill's place for potluck to celebrate Nigel's birthday!

But we didn't have pictures cos no camera? Something was up with Jia Wei's camera, I think. Nevertheless we had a laughy time.

They cracked lots of jokes.

I haven't laughed like this is eons.

Sometimes all the past anger and hurts come rushing back, like rapids nearing a waterfall. They're unstoppable.

But right at the end of the waterfall is a little oasis of clear, sparkling water of peace and serenity.

The cycle goes on and it leads to the sea.

Wide, unrelenting, over the horizon.

I wanted to acheive this, but now, I don't know if I can.

To my dearest everest silliest funniest cutiest friend Tan Lijie.

HAHAHA. So glad to see your name on my tagboard la. You know when I saw that I was like OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH LJ!!!!

Anyways yeah we HAVE TO MEET UP. I've got so much to tell you and I'm sure you've got lots too. Oh as you can see a year ago we were freshies at TPRawks and now I'm one of the weird and crazy PLs!

I'm so sorry though, my schedule's pretty tight! Sms, ok? I tagged your blog, anyway. (:

Cheers, babe. Hee. :D

Oh wow. I have to say this.

I'm tired. Worn out. Beaten down. Exhausted.

Sleepy!

But it was a wonderful first 2 days of TPRawks!

Quite amazing to see how I was one of those Secondary four students just a year ago, involved in all the activites that the students now are having fun playing with.

I don't regret this, no matter how much work I have. I know I would totally regret it, and not forgive myself, if I did not go for TPRawks.

So there. I don't have much to blog, but just wanted to give an update.

I've got to go on and and be who I am.

That's a line from a song. I think lots of people know what this song is, so I won't bother to type any details about it.

I'm in BCS now, and the best thing about being in this class is that we get to use computers and the teachers don't really care about what we do. So long as we do our stuff on time.

Doing some dumb stuff about Excel now.

I'm so excited, though. Excited for class to end, I mean. Sadly, I still have 2 hours and 20 minutes to go.

So many things are going on now, and I'm trying my very best to catch up with all of them.

I love movement, I always have. I can't take it if I have nothing to do. That's why I seem so busy. But whenever things get out of hand, I start complaining again. And I'll drop stuff, and not be busy. I'll start getting too free, and the vicious cycle continues over and over again.

A perfect Christmas.

What would yours be?

Mine?

White Christmas. Maybe in Switzaland. Ice-skating. Skiing. A fire in the fireplace. Chimneys. Real ones. Many cushy sofas. Presents. Plenty. A good lunch and dinner. Reindeers.

And friends. Definitely.

But that's pretty impossible.

My To-Do list:
1. Complete new blogskin
2. Create A&B timetable
3. Do Jap presentation
4. Do C&E assignment
5. Buy all textbooks! (it's freaking 3rd week of school already)
6. Go Pasir Ris park for TVSD Meeting
7. Do CS2 online
8. Do CS2 Project
9. I lost track....

SO MANY THINGS TO DO!

The spirit of a youth!

(Okay I'm bullshitting)

When I was in the car today on the way to ministry, I heard this song on Class 95. I love Class 95. Awesome songs.

Well anyway this song is from really way back, but this version's from 1989. Still pretty old. But it's a lovely but short song.

Talk about old loves! I used to sing karaoke at home when I was younger with my mom, and this was one of the all-time favourites. As a kid I never knew what it meant, but of course I do now.

But I still like it for no reason whatsoever.


Sealed With A Kiss
By Jason Donovan

Though we’ve got to say
Goodbye for the summer
Darling, I promise you this
I'll send you all my love
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss

Yes, it's gonna be a
Cold, lonely summer
But I’ll fill the emptiness
I'll send you all my dreams
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss

I'll see you in the sunlight
I'll hear your voice everywhere
I'll run to tenderly hold you
But darling you won't be there

I don't wanna say
Goodbye for the summer
Knowing the love we'll miss
Oh, let us make a pledge
To meet in September
And seal it with a kiss

Yes, it's gonna be a
Cold, lonely summer
But I’ll fill the emptiness
I'll send you all my love
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss

Sealed with a kiss

I still have 2 other songs I wanna post! But never mind. I'll leave them to other days. I have up get up early, meeting bR later! Hello Br! I'm meeting Thomas and Richard too!

TVSD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just had to blog. I can't help it. Somehow, typing random things just make me feel better. Even though it's not related to what I really wanna say.

Influenced, no doubt.

Playing on my playlist now is Something Stupid. So not fitting.

CAN YOU BELIEVE I'M HUNGRY AT THIS HOUR?

GAWDDD what is wrong with me. Compare Min to when school started and now.

What happened to the "bubbly" girl?

Burst a few bubbles, I guess.

I bursted a large one just now.

It started with the swirl of a skirt.

Little, fiery, colourful explosions that rocked one soul and left one tingly from the experience.

There were first times and there were first times.

And always the seemingly everlasting feeling of peace, eternity, forever.

It revolved around the components that make up this huge reaction.

Slowly the excitement ran out, and the spark fizzled.

Distances increased while the words strewn all over like the stars in the night sky.

There never was a starting if not for an ending.

This makes one wonder about all the little things.

I feel as though....


Michael Bublé - Me & Mrs Jones

Me and Mrs Jones, we got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We meet ev'ry day at the same cafe
Six-thirty I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
We got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We gotta be extra careful
That we don't build our hopes too high
Cause she's got her own obligations and so do I
Me, me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
And it hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
And now she'll go her way, I'll go mine
But tomorrow we'll meet at the same place, the same time
Me and Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones

So I was being this innocent girl today (DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH) going to children's church for busing, and as usual got onto the bus, hand out bus tags etc etc...

And something, a conversation with a PRIMARY FOUR 10 YEAR OLD KID got me wondering WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH PARENTS NOWADAYS.

First thing. On the way to church, daddy was rambling on in the car about how parents who brought up their children to thinking that going to RGS, RI, VS, SCGS, and so on and how he didn't really enforce that on me.

And actually I could pretty much tell he regretted it too. But I think he'll reget it even more if I turned out to be some snobby ugly know-it-all geek from one of those really-really-expensive-autonomous-famous schools that is always, somehow, located near town.

So anyway. I met little Kelly from Hong Kong on the bus, and talked to her as the bus went around picking up other kids and finally heading to church for children's service.

We actually spoke in Cantonese for awhile, until I gave up and reverted back to English. Do you know how tedious it is for me to speak in Canto? I have to interpret the Canto into Chinese, and process it in my brain in English, before deciding what I want to say in English, translating it to Chinese and from there to Canto....

Yeah. That's why I just speak English now.

Kelly: Teacher min, so how old are you? (All helpers are known as teachers. SHADDDUP don't laugh at me)
Me: I'm 17!
K: So means you're in JC now?
Me: No, I'm in poly
K: HUH MEANS YOU CANNOT BECOME DOCTOR ALREADY?!
MIN: WTH?!

No I didn't say WTH. But I was so going on about it in my head.

Kelly went on to explain how not going to JC means not going to university which leads to not being able to be a doctor. This caused *gasp* number one.

Afterwhich she said she didn't know whether to be a doctor or a lawyer(*gasp* number 2), which then I pointed out laywer for she has exceptional speaking skills for a 10 year old.

She said, however, doctors are more in need in Singapore now, compared to lawyers *gasp* number 3.

HELLO? THAT'S A FREAKING 10 YEAR OLD.

When I was 10 all I cared was about swimming, my roller blades, piano, my roller blades, food, my roller blades, friends, and my roller blades. I love roller blading! Loved, I mean.

This is obviously the work of her parents.

Now imagine this, "Ah mei ah, grow up already must go Raffles Girl's School, okay? Then must study triple science, cos that's the best class! Then after that O levels must get 2 points okay! CCA minus 2 points, higher Chinese minus 2 points! Of course, you have to get all A1s! Then hor, JC must go Hwa Chong institute, must have good chinese, cos now China very strong! A levels hor, girl, must get all As okay? Then go NUS, study to become doctor or lawyer, then next time can earn a lot of money!"

Have someone say that to you everyday ever since you were born, it'll really happen.

Just that I don't think she's happy. Well she is superficially happy. She's fine. I mean, aiming high is good.

What happened to friends, and love, and fun?

I asked her what she liked to do in her free time. I don't think she has any.

All spent studying, so that she can go Nan Hua Sec? That's her aim, or her father's, actually.

Why? I think I lead a pretty good life. I don't wanna be exceptionally rich. I wanna live a normal life, a free life, a life with God, where I have time to do God's work. Not study like some...

Geez.