All I Can Think About Is

PROM.

P.S.I dread the post-prom days. Please don't let me sink back into depression.

The Art of Time Frittering

Here's a sum up of what I did during this holiday:

Monday - Piano at 8.30 in the morning. So yeah, I had to get up at 7 to practice. I hope I didn't piss off any neighbours who are still sound asleep. After piano, relief relief! Watched TV till the afternoon. Went to my aunt's house and borrowed 3 black dresses for prom. (Yes! I finally got my prom dress.) She insisted on taking her Coach clutch purse too. Oh well, she did insist. I was given 5 to choose from. One of which is her 7-year-old daughter's. Ouch. Next time I know what to do: "Oh darling Ci, I'll give you all my Mars Bars and will you please lend me your Coach bag for a week? Really? Oh thank you so much." Btw, she has got Prada Kids' boots to go with that purse.

Tuesday - Faked or rather, half faked being ill - well, I did have flu and cough - and escaped choir practice. Went to Queensbay at 2 p.m. (She forgot that I'm supposed to be sick) Daren't venture into Forever21 for fear of losing my usual discipline because of self-pity ( poor dear, coughing and sneezing away. I'll buy you a pair of vintage boots to make you feel better, huh?) and end up broke. Went to Borders and Popular instead. Too exhilarated at my triumph of finally finding Julie and Julia after numerous failures and bought it. Watched TV the whole night.

Wednesday - Went to choir in the morning. Opened and closed my mouth for four hours as I still can't sing yet. Cleaned Shuen's hamster cage with Khai. Disgusting but thoroughly satisfying work. Practiced piano. Watched TV. Attempted to study - mission impossible. Went for piano. Had dinner with my big family again - aunts, cousins, nieces and nephews. Drafted my Commonwealth essay. Exhausted.

Thursday - Choir in the morning. Finally, I managed to sing very very softly. Just in case someone leaned in, heard my voice and passed out. Watched TV the whole afternoon. Attempted to study and it was a battle at Waterloo where I'm Napolean - totally defeated. Attempted to read up on Roman history - distracted by How I Met Your Mother. Watched TV the whole night. Read Julie and Julia just before going to bed.

Friday - Had my first McDonald's breakfast. Drank 3 cups of black coffee - my days of drinking sissy coffee are over. Cleaned hamster cage again. Khai got bitten; it was hilarious. Vacuumed and mopped the house. Changed the bedspreads. Colour coordinated my wardrobe. Dug out my mess and rearranged everything. Catalogued my books with dates. Hmm... Maybe I had too much caffeine. Anyways, going to Add Math tuition later. Will probably watch a movie at night.

Obsidian Lullaby

Voicelessness, for
The rain is mute.
It sifts from the pregnant sky;
Heaves and heaves.

The imminent blackness,
Naked and unabashed
Swallows me whole - into
More black, where I cannot breathe.

Here, the cold does not touch me;
Here, in this black abyss, I
Build my nest on lullabies sung
By the blessed darkness.

Lungs blossom into vacuum
And yet I sleep;
Sleep, sleep.

My First School Post

I think. Is it? Ahh well...

I've been in Heng Ee High School for five years (almost) now. And yes, it wasn't the most perfect school but somehow, I made some pretty good friends there and there's been the most pleasant (and crazy) memories in school. I love you guys and I know I'm a bit crazy and stressed out lately and I'm sorry about that. =)

This is my class, 5S2, and our 'beloved' BM teacher. I'm shocked to find that she's able to stretch her lips into a barely noticeable smile after teaching us for almost 3 months and never having smiled at us before. For a larger view please click here.

And this is us in our chemistry lab. Such fond memories in there. Talking and gossiping and copying homework and well, basically, doing everything except listening to the teacher. Hmmm, which is why I'm barely passing chem, I guess. Right, New Year Resolution: get better results in chem. And click here.

And that's Emily, Hui Min and I, doing our English oral. And Hui Min's going to rip her knickers off anytime to stop the train and save Emily. I'm the narrator of course, having the privilege to choose since I'm the script writer as well.

And the two antagonists of the drama: YianThin and Wenjuin. These two bad asses tied poor Emily to the railway track and threw away her flowers! *Gasp* Poor flowers.

This is the four of us, plus Wenjuin the photographer, eating cookies made by Emily in class. It was superb, Em. (Tad more jam would be divine though.) =)

Yianthin, Wenjuin and I in the school garden in front of the prefect's room.

The girls of my class. And the boys on the floor below us. Click here.

More picture on facebook in here and here. Again, I love you guys. =) A huge kiss on the cheek for making my life in high school bearable.

Vintage Box Purse

Out of nowhere, came this sudden obsession for vintage box purses. Well, it's not entirely true. I've been wanting it since I saw one in Forever 21 a few months ago but I'm not at the obsessed level at that time yet. And lately I've been plagued by this obsession. It's especially weird since I'm having my exams and I should be thinking about Physics and stuff. 

Well yeah, to my defense, I have been thinking about Chemistry. This morning, when I'm taking the exam and my brains are deciding whether to choose chloride ions or oxygen as the product released at the anode, it suddenly pops into my head that vintage box purses are an absolute must have. For me, at least. And I suddenly remembered how beautiful the one I saw in Forever21 was and I wanted to curse out loud for not buying it at the time and now it's sold out. What was I thinking??? But of course, I was thinking. That's the whole bloody problem. I think too much. Next time I see something that pretty I'm just gonna frickin' buy it. 

Please, please, please, Forever 21, please order more. 

Really,