Sunday, November 26, 2006
Eh...
Its my 272th post.
And still going strong.
I think that if I didn't have a blog my mind would
explode.Or my diary would have to be changed
every few weeks.
So..
I have a point to make.And prove.
Humans are made to
SHUT UP and LISTEN.
Its a fact.
Surely you have heard of this:
Lips are made to shut but not ears.
hurhur.
Oh, and have you noticed that:
You can't talk and breathe at the same time?
You can try it now.
That's why people have to STOP and catch
a breath after a long sentence.
The keyword is STOP.
So, we can't keep talking forever.
We'll have to stop at some point in time.
To listen.
We feel tired after talking non-stop.
Our throat hurts.
But do we feel tired after listening to someone?
No.
Mentally we may be worn out
but physically, we're not.
Do your ears hurt from listening?
Nope.
Unless you're listening to the
mosquito-like stealth ringtone.
I'm the sort of person who loves
to listen, rather than talk.
(Unless I'm with people that I'm
totally comfortable with.Then, I'll BLAB.)
When listening to people you
don't really know,
one may pick up
a slight tinge of bitterness,
or even regret.
The tone, the words,
they weigh a tonne.
So: Talk less, listen more.
I wonder:
You know how the govt. tries
to discourage people from
smoking from placing freaky
pictures on cigarette boxes?
Ya.
Do you think that people subconsciously
choose the less gruesome pics while
making their purchase?
The more gruesome ones are
usually left on the shelf.
I will be looking for a job next week.
I'm kind of looking forward to the
experience.
A strange environment with no one to lean on.
Moi isn't scared.
bye,
clara.
p.s:
I'm saving up for a kick-ass digicam.
If possible, 10 MGP.
But, oh well, 8 MGP is not bad too.
And this is the cam I had in mind...
Canon Digital IXUS 900 Ti..
Untill I saw the price.
Around $750.
-_-
I'm only willing to spend < $600.
any....recomendations?
Powershot A630 seems like a good buy.
I prefer Canon.
I know cybershot is nice,
but 7 MGP...le sigh.
11:13 PM
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Prom..is over.
It was all fine, except the finale.
Only one of my friends will know what
I'm talking about.
Eh...
I didn't take any pics.
They're all in my friends'
cams. So I'll just upload
the few photos that I took.
As for the group photos..
I'll just wait for someone to upload them
or include them in a blog entry??
*hint =)
So..some pics..
related to prom.
My lovely french manicure.
I've been typing in phobia
of chipping my nails.
Didn't have any bag.
Took my mum's Guess one.
I..did my own makeup.
Didn't do much..
concentrated on the eye only.
My eyes only look good in
silver,black,brown,grey eyeshadow.
So I used brown and silver.
from the neck down..
the bottom has 2 layers of frills.
you just can't see it.
;)
(ps: if you see some yellow dots
on the dress..ignore them.
there's something wrong with my com.
only the jewels are meant to be there.)
kay.face shot.
does anyone notice that my hair is BROWN?
-_-
Its my dad's bdae today!!
16 years ago, during his birthday
I was 10 days old.
Awww..
Clara.
12:03 AM
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
PROM'S TOMORROW!!!
and I really don't know what to do with my hair.
My mum helped me to colour it yesterday.
very subtle brown..nice.
I'm not looking for something loud.
I'm so proud of her...the colour is
so even!!
=)
But its a lot of hard work.
Gah. I should just go to a salon.
But noo...$10 at home,
$60 and above at a salon.
I have spent too much on prom night
already.
And its just one night, pooey.
Today was the first day that I had a good rest.
I slept at 1 am and woke up at 12nn.
Not bad at all.
I dreamt that Godzilla was chasing me.
Yes, I think these 'being chased' dreams
really do signify an unsolved prob.
But I woke up today to find my prob. solved!!
Whew!
In a really peculiar way too..
String back the pearls,
close the curtains.
The show has finally ended.
Ok,
let me make a checklist.
Dress, check.
Earrings, check.
Hair, Er..check.
Shoes, check.
Nails,check.
Underwear, check.
I'm all set!!
For prom night.
I hope one of my friends
bring along a digicam.
I don't like how my hp pictures turn out.
I'm gonna buy a cam when I get my paycheck!!
I haven't even started working yet.
Haven't even found a job yet.
Any recommendations??
Please say modelling.
This is going to be a self-centred post.
I have run out of revelations.
Imagine having revelations every single day.
I'll have to be locked up,
lest one day I wake up with the
revelation that I should conquer the whole world.
Dangerous!
Oh, and someone should teach me
how to photoshop.
After watching America's Next Top Model,
whoa!! Photoshop can indeed work wonders.
I went for a haircut yesterday.
Don't ask why, just felt like it.
I have run out of things to say.
This has to be the most boring post ever.
Goodbye.
Update:
I called Giordano, they have vacancies!!
$6 an hour, where else to find?
4:44 PM
Monday, November 20, 2006
Busybusy!!
Prom night's on the 23rd.
I've found a dress, shoes, done my hair
halfway, done my nails,
bought seamless underwear.
(don't laugh!! my dress is quite tight,
later can see underwear lines, very unglam!)
Muahaha.
And...eh..
I'm going to spend about 300 in total.
Counted already.
=(
That can buy half of the nice pink Gucci wallet.
Oh well..
Briefing in school early tmr morning.
8 30am.
I haven't been sleeping much anyway, no diff.
Been waking up at around 9,
then hitting the shops till evening..
then have dinner...watch TV..and then
the whole cycle begins again.
Actually its only been two days
of shopping but since i'm not a fan
of shopping it feels like forever.
I'll much rather cuddle up on the couch
with a good book.Better company
than the exorbitant price tags.
Hmm..
topic..topic..
Got it.
This revelation hit me a couple of days back.
Just didn't have the time to really work it out.
Here's the million dollar question:
Why are we so sad when people die??
(someone you love, duh)
I know its morbid and the festive season is just
around the corner yadda yadda.
But still!!
Must enlighten people who didn't
know, or never really thought about this.
My say:
Firstly, and obviously,
we grieve because when people
die, the memories haunt you.
All the both of you used to do together,
the relationship, the love, the happiness,
it all perishes together with that person.
The memories stay, but the possibility
of ever visiting your fav. spot together, spending time
together or even just talking is zero.
And that is really sad, esp. when you love that person.
Secondly,
You are used to having that person around.
whether that person is a phone call away,
or a room away, he was always in reach.
But now, out of reach.
Take for instance an old fugly ancient flower vase
that has been in your house for 10 years.
You've been dying to get rid of it.
And when you finally do,
it feels..hollow.
You may even miss it.
And if we'll miss some ugly piece of furniture,
of course we'll miss someone we love dearly,
a thousand-fold.
There are so many more reasons,
I could go on forever.
BUT this is the main reason.
No two people on earth are the same.
You may think..so??
Lets use an example:
A woman, sadly, has a miscarriage.
After sometime, she is blessed
with another child.
Although the other child makes her
happy, she'll always remember
and grieve for her lost child.
Why?
Because the two babies are different
kids, with different personalities and traits.
If the two babies were the same,
the new child could have easily replaced
the lost one, and the woman wouldn't
feel sad at all.
Another example:
Sometimes after the death of their pets,
people refuse to get another one, saying
that 'it won't be the same'.
How true.
Each animal is unique.
They behave differently, have quirky traits
and habits of their own, and thus a lost
pet can never really be 'replaced.'
All a new pet can do is to take
your mind off the deceased one.
If someone were to die,
but he can be replaced with
another exact replica of himself,
would you be sad??
The memories go on,
his life goes on.
But if the deceased was a unique
individual, like we all are,
of course people would
grief the loss.
Because each and every person
has a different character and personality
that others have come to love.
And when that person dies,
you know that he can never really truly
be replaced.
And thus, we are sad.
Get it??
That's why clones are not really
a good idea.
K, gotta zzz now!
Bye.
i want to be like you,
lie cold in the ground like you,
there's room inside for two,
and i'm not grieving you anymore.
i'm coming for you.
10:20 PM
Thursday, November 16, 2006
The moment I've been waiting for:
The end of the Os!
But now that its over and done with,
its quite sad actually.
I'm suffering from
post-examination symdrome.
I keep feeling the urge to study.
-_-
I keep wondering about my results,
but what has been done has been
done, and I'm quite satisfied, I must say.
So...
after my last paper today,
I went to...
pluck my eyebrows.
Couldn't tahan them anymore.
I always abandon my basic grooming
because of studies. xP
badbad.
For some reason,
I feel like scattering smileys
everywhere.
0.0
So..here are the hightlights
of my Os.
Most scary moment:
When time was almost up for my
E maths P2 but I was still scribbling away.
And there were still questions at the
back that were undone.
I totally flipped..
but made it through..
with veryvery cold and clamy hands nonetheless.
Most tiring moments:
Has to be the last night crammings.
Studying till 1..
waking up a few hours after that.
It was very draining.
And also the 12 hour study marathons..
no life at all!
Most painful moments:
Cracking lips.
The air-conditioning is unbearably DRY.
There was a 3 day period where I had to have
lip gloss on every minute,
even when I was sleeping.
And whenever I cracked a smile, I cracked
my lips too =/
There was blood. Ahh!
Another very painful moment
occurred just before my
elec geog paper.
I was basically very unprepared for that paper.
And I walked into the hall
with my friends, the last few people.
I grabbed my ziplock bag.
And my stupid compass
poking out stabbed my vein below
my fingers. Oww..
There was lotsa blood.
Quite funny now, come to think of it.
Most fun moments:
EL P2.
EL oral.
E Maths
tada!
My take on the Os..
Gonna have dinner now,
bye!
Clara.
someone pls give me his number ahhh !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
;)
8:17 PM
Friday, November 10, 2006
I'm halfway through the Os..
The purpose of my whole life
in school. =)
Over with the fun subs this week,
onto the nightmarish ones next week.
Chem and A maths on the same day??
Er...Moe??
I PROTEST!!!
But ah well.
Sigh.
Now that some people have read my
entry, (yay!)
I can blog again.
If you haven't read it yet, please do.
Ok.
Actually I didn't have anything to blog about,
but something happened today that
gave me inspiration.
Funny post.
And a very sarcastic and
painfully polite one,
I must add,
so bear with me.
Imagine me with a forced smile
on my face the whole time I'm writing this.
Ok.
All set?
Today when I was standing with h.h
at the foyer before E maths P2,
which was rather fun in a challenging way,
two girls were standing about 2 metres
away from us.
They had just got off a cab at the roundabout.
Then one of the girls said
to her friend that I was thin.
To that comment, her friend eagerly said:
Ya.Like a stick!
I pretended not to hear.
Maybe I wasn't supposed to hear anyway.
And anyway, it doesn't bother
me when people say I'm thin.
Its not like I'm unhealthy.
And besides, thin is in now.
AND if people are putting their
lives at risk just to be thin,
then I'm glad I'm thin without trying.
Back to the story.
I continued studying.
And that girl said again:
Like a stick.Stick.Stick.
Getting louder and louder each time.
Er.
I pretended not to hear.
Why should I let other people's
actions affect my feelings?
Life's much too short for that.
What horrible, revolting girls.
Tsktsk.
Worse of all, one of them was
from my pri. school,
and I used to talk to her once
in a blue moon.
My dear, I'm so sad that you have grown up.
Not that growing up is bad,
but in your case, it is.
Why, you may ask.
Because your level of maturity
belongs in primary school.
In fact, it screams
mental retardation.
Didn't your mother tell you
not to insult people?
For obvious reasons which
you might not know, darling.
People have feelings.
Hey, wait..did you even know that?
The two girls were the typical
'Oh My God I'm A Girl.'
girls.
You know, the kind who
woke up one fine morning
and realised that they were girls.
And then they started loving
the colour pink, thinking that
they are princesses ( Oh please. )
and gossiping about other people.
If you ever asked these kind of girls
why they gossip, they would probably
smile cutsily and say:
We can't help it.Girls just like to gossip.
And then they would skip away,
singing nursery rhymes to themselves.
Haha.
Your mouths are made to close.
And I'm willing to bet
that that goes for guys too.
Stop trying to act like an exception,
like " Oops, I'm a girl! Its not my fault! "
Sure, girls like to gossip.
But the extent of it is what matters.
And sweethearts, you just went
overboard.
May I ask you what was the purpose for
you trying to make me hear that I am thin?
There is such a thing at mirrors, you know.
Yes, don't look at me like that!!
MIRRORS!
You know, the shiny, reflective things
that you can see yourself in??
Ah! You're holding a pink mirror
in your hand!
So I DO know that I am thin.
And to you girls, being thin is different,
because you two are huge.
There is absolutely nothing wrong
with being huge, trust me.
But laughing at me is totally reflective
of a chinese idiom.
Erm..."Cannot eat grape say grape sour."
Get it?
And oh, maybe you two just could not accept the
fact that I am different from you.
But we're supposed to embrace each others
differences, remember?
Social studies, dears.
If everything must be the same,
you girls should go live in
some pink land where photocopies
of yourself dwell.
Maybe, just maybe,
you two were in a bad mood
because you were almost late for
the examination.
Don't look at me like that.
I wasn't the cow that died in
the middle of the road in front of your
taxi. Nor was I the pin on
the ground that caused the taxi's tyre
to go "Pssstt..Boom! "
Or maybe, you guys were just late.
And understandably, you two would
be anxious.
One thing I've learnt:
The transition from anxiety
to relief is a very grudging one.
People refuse to go:
Wow, I made it!!
and smile.
They usually frown and say:
&$&%&*%*% Its all ____'s fault man!
and act like grouches.
You shouldn't have taken out your
crankiness on me.
Nuh-uh.
please, PLEASE,
don't make such snide remarks
about someone you don't actually know.
ok?
Good.
Now go dress up Barbie.
You girls arranged a date
between her and Ken, remember??
Run along now.
The end.
I had so much fun writing this.
Awesome!
And no, I'm really not affected
by what those girls said.
I'm proud to be me.
It just helped me write a nice blog entry.
I don't see the need to have
to defend myself.
tata!
Clara.
6:38 PM
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Tomorrow is english,O levels.
The first two papers were fun!
E maths and SS.
I will dearly miss SS.
SEQS--Memorising some details
and explaining has become 2nd nature
to me thanks to the very fab
Ms Patsy Neo.
Goodness gracious, I daren't imagine
what my SS grades would be like
if she hadn't taught my class.
I'll always remember her.
So.
I always blog right before an english paper.
Its a habit.
It beats studying because once
I put pen to paper, or rather,
fingers to keyboard,
I feel an incredible surge of inspiration.
Today I shall blog about.
Myself.
MYSELF.
MYSELF.
No actually I'm just kidding.
I'm not that self-centred, REALLY.
I suh-wear.
I love Rainbow more than I love myself.
And that says a lot.
Actually, I want to ask you guys some
thought-provoking questions.
And of course, I'll naturally add in some
comments. ;)
Whenever I tell people about my
decision to go to a poly,
even though I'm eligible for JC
in my prelims,
I get two responses.
1) The kind, encouraging souls who tell me
that the poly is a great way to pursue
my interest.
2) The kfhevkegb types who sternly lecture
me.They feel that because I'm young,
I'm not taking my future into consideration.
And they feel that I MUST get into a university
and that going into a poly would hinder that.
HELLO??!!!
Is it my life or yours?
If my parents can accept it and are
in fact very supportive of my choices,
then why shouldn't you be?
I know, caring for my future, I will suffer,
YADDA YADDA.
Caring for a person is one thing,
but trying to take their life into
your own hands is another.
TOTALLY.DIFFERENT.THING.
( I know I sound angry.
I am, duh. )
Don't start calling me a selfish, ungrateful,
immature brat.
I'm refering to the forceful kind.
Not the kind, advicing kind.
That I can tolerate.
I think that this world is moulding us all into
very frightfully similar models.
And this world is twisting lives
into this warped, sad thing.
Many of my friends would know this.
I HATE stereotypicality.
Don't need to go to www.dictionary.com .
(which btw is one of my fav sites)
It means, well, the fixed, and seemingly
normal way.
Let me show you how the world is
psychoing people.
Question: Why do you want to go to a university?
19 out of 20 people would say
because they want to get that
degree and get a good job, and earn more.
Isn't it scary?
Wouldn't education be a torture,
not something fun anymore?
It is very rare to find someone who
wants to go to the university
because he truly wants to learn more.
So that's why I want to do what I'm interested
in, Mass Communications, at a poly.
Because unlike other people
who are able to endure 2 more years of
studying at a JC, I can't.
I just woke up one day and told myself
that I will not force myself anymore in life
to do what I do not want to do.
Because that's not being true
to your heart.
I'm not keen to go to a JC,
unless I have no choice,
so I'm going to a poly.
Likewise, people who want to go
to a JC should study hard and go to a JC,
not a poly.
If they truly want to learn, that is.
Don't do what you don't want to.
Now, I've covered the issue of education.
Lets move on to..lives.
Question: When you think of your future,
What do you see?
Again, a large percentage would say:
I'll be married, and have children,
and live happily ever after.
That's what some people want.
I understand.
But that's not what I want.
And many people are trying to
mould my live into that mundane
live mentioned above.
Now, that I don't understand.
WHY do some people (mostly adults) :
1) Think that everyone in this world has to get married?
2) Think that by getting married people will be happier?
( Which is sort of true, but think about this:
As marriage figures increase, so would divorce figures. )
3) Think that ALL women have to procreate?
4) Think that ALL couples should have children,
lest their life be "incomplete"?
WHYWHYWHY?
I'm telling you, it has something
to do with this world.
It is a scary world.
I'm very career-minded.
Some people are too.
I don't want anything to stand
in the way of my career.
And I think that having children
will affect my career.
My ideal career is different from
other people's.
Many people (esp. adults)
scorn the idea of my career.
I didn't want to say this,
but my ideal career is
lingering near the entertainment
industry ok?
Many people go:
Please lah girl, don't dream of such things.
You think very fun issit? No good one lah.
Ok, if it is true that careers
in the entertainment industry
are bad, then all entertainers should
just QUIT.
And we'll see who's laughing when
you switch on the TV and see nothing but static.
AHHHH!!
DON'T BE SO OLD-FASHIONED CAN?!
I want to be true to my heart.
And do what I want to do.
So, final question before I close:
Is your future what you REALLY want
or are you just conforming to society??
Clara.
1:33 PM
