Coup de foudre

2009-02-21T13:31:00.003+08:00

I've moved! (:

http://bless-luna.livejournal.com

It's friends-locked though. Comment to be added.

Rayne

2009-01-30T21:07:00.001+08:00

Flying off to Taiwan from 31st Jan - 8th Feb.

As you can tell, I seldom blog here now! Everything is in my elle-jay.

<3, Rayne

Snails see the benefits.

2009-01-22T21:40:00.002+08:00

The beauty in every inch.

Oh my gosh haha my mom mentioned something about Korea during dinner and my brain immediately went into Social Studies Mode: Korea = Nuclear = ASEAN = Bilateral agreements = Malaysia = Singapore = geopolitics = innate vulnerability etc etc.

D:

Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
what happens if you try to type lol?
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
ｌｏｌ
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
HAHA
LOL!
okay
goodnight!
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
咯率
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
SHH
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
stop making me laugh
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
STOP IT
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
NIGHT
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
NOW
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
GOODNIGHT
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率
咯率咯率
咯率
Rayne; Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer says:
stop spamming chinese LOLs!
- :(Nellie:) Ki | [all.aces][RLP2][infinité - 1B'09] but you remind me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. says:
咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率咯率

It was like an automated string of chinese LOLs. D:

Rayne

2009-01-16T20:30:00.002+08:00

Another week gone!

I had chem diagnostic earlier this week and the math test today. Both were okay: I felt a little cheated studying so much for chem when it resembled the FA they gave us, but I was just relieved it was manageable. Got a bit freaked out at the beginning of the math test and stared blankly at the paper, but returned to it later and miraculously found the working.

But in the midst of studying and working I suppose I still had fun. (: It's really something to see our class get so hyped doing class deco, amusing (and vaguely disturbing) to see Bek getting high over gay-fying our class with pink flowers and then fight to participate in a class discussion, which is unprecedented. Well I can't say I dislike this aspect of our class. :D

So - some thanks are in order, I think.

Biscuit - for being encouraging and nice and patiently helping me with chem and math and making everything seem so much clearer. Also, for your Presence which calmed all of us (I think) greatly when we stayed back to badger you with questions - or there'll be chaos and we'll run around like headless chickens. o:

Chiow SM, Clarice, Shiing, Tricia, Jazzu - for complaining and doing math together with Biscuit and just having fun in the midst of studying, haha! Shiing's question really made my day, as did her face when I pointed out the mistake to her.

Si Rui - for always helping to the best of your ability

Lishan - for conviniently sitting in front. (:D)

Mak & Xinle - for being nice seatmates and amusing me greatly on occasions.

Jessica & Sam - for being Weird and naughty and poking me (you guys need to stop that)

413 - for being in one location and panicking over various things and complaining and being dead and alive and then dead again

Darren & Nellie - for hearing my endless and slightly delirious comments and encouraging me greatly

Karen: for listening and being knowing and not-so-subtle. ;)

Sarah, JX, Gracey, Nancy, Nana, Cheryl, Muni - for being what you are always best at: my friends <3

And all those who have helped me in some way or another: Thank you so much for getting through the FIRST OFFICIAL TEST OF THE YEAR. So hard to believe it's only second week when there's so much to do!

Rayne

The wisdom of a fool won't set you free.

2009-01-09T21:40:00.003+08:00

Phwoah, first proper week is over. OVER, PEOPLE. D'you hear me the first time, or must I repeat myself?

So for this whole week, my MSN has been set to permanently busy and my body in permanent Sick-Mode. Apparently it decided to upgrade itself and pushed it to Sick-And-Contagious-Mode because today Mak got sick and had to go home halfway. I hope you get well soon! I hope Xinle doesn't get it too.

And I have a whole load of things to do, including homework and revision, and I'm just glad that my aversion towards homework/studying has not started itself although I can feel my motivation waning, which is not good. Come back, Motivation! We're not over yet!

Our teachers are...interesting, and I've got a pageful of Teacher Quotes to prove it. Hopefully more will follow, although some express it through actions instead of verbally.

Example:
A. Chia: ...and what if I say, every time Mr Chia opens the door, it will rain? -strides over to the door, flings it open dramatically and startles RGS girl walking by-

A. Chia: I'm not one of those people who get frightened by cockroaches. I don't go, "Eeeurgh, cockroach!" -mimics a sissy frightened leg-comes-up move-

Gosh, I wish I could've caught those moments on video. Jess and I were laughing so hard.

Okay, more Physics. I'm exhausted. I have been exhausted every single day.

I'm going to be posting more things on my LJ instead of here, so in time to come this blog may be completely gone.

Rayne

And it's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves,

2009-01-06T16:41:00.001+08:00

It's the heart of every man.

Didn't go to school at all on Monday because I was dreadfully sick: couldn't sleep at all on Sunday night, and the half-sleeping pill that my mom gave me only lasted for two hours. I had a weird vivid dream involving loads of red and a guy named Warren and a girl named Alice and we were in a shop together and I dreamt that they suddenly packed up, said goodbye and left, and then I was awake.

Woke up at 2am (after Warren and Alice left), walked around the house, dragged my pillow and blanket out into the living room and read my Bible, finally decided to text Tricia to tell her I'll not be going to school and then wrote a four-page monologue. I sound pretty delirious inside it. o: After that I laid on the sofa but my back complained like an old man, and finally at 5am dragged everything back into my room and went into a semi-sleep, waking up every twenty minutes or so.

The doctor's now had this scanning thing which measures your temperature instead of the previous stick-into-your-ears thingummy, so it's pretty cool. Diagnosed with fever and flu, so I got home, ate my medicine and conked off for several hours. Woke up and voila, Biscuit was online and it finally hit me that the amount of work that I have to do is staggering. Applaud, people.

Sigh. Proper school is so ):

Trend-breaking. I will remember. Trend-breaking.

(sohardtodo argh stop it I will make this work.)

From a distance the world looks blue and green,
And the snow-capped mountains white.
From a distance the ocean meets the stream,
And the eagle takes to flight.

Rayne

With not much to lose, but so much to gain.

2009-01-02T21:56:00.004+08:00

So - first day of school. Feels like the oldest new beginning of the four years. Everything is so familiar: you walk into the classroom and nothing has changed, the people are still the same, the conversations are so familiar, Biscuit still calls me ______. (Pffft.) I wasn't nervous, not really. Managed to sleep quite peacefully the night before, and I seemed to have gotten sleep-paranoia, because I went to sleep really early and actually woke up on time! I'm proud of myself.

Our form teacher is so PHWOAH. A few of us were wth-ing outside the CLC. Well - not a bad wth, just one of general astonishment. And then we dashed back to class and - ta daaa! There she was, in the flesh.

It's strange. When I've finally stopped being afraid/nervous of the first day of school, it so happens to be the last first day of school in RGS. Everything seems to have the word LAST stamped upon in red ink: CCAO, first day of school, house talk etc.

Oh - well! What to do?

I'm going to be completely cool and composed. It's totally the in-thing this year! (But oh, so weird. Even I found it weird. And Currency pointed it out to me, and it was weird and very laughable. She had a smirk on her face during recess today. )

Who would have thought it would end up like this?
Where everything we talked about is gone
And the only chance we have of moving on
Is trying to take it back
Before it all went wrong

Rayne

2009-01-01T16:21:00.002+08:00

Happy new year, everybody! :D

Spent the last half-hour or so of 2008 on the computer. I completely meant to countdown, but then I heard bangs and then cheers and whistles outside my window so I ran outside and - surprise surprise, fireworks! Miniature fireworks exploding between the flats, but fireworks all the same. And then when I returned to the computer all my MSN convos were flashing and I realised that it is, officially, 2009.

music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
'When was the last time you had some sleep?' 'Last year.'
LOL.

Innit tho.

When I staggered to bed at 1.40 AM, people were still whooping downstairs.

And tomorrow there's...school! Unbelievable. I can't seem to get that notion in my head. I'm still trying to pretend that I can afford to wake up at a late-ish time, and that I won't have a few tests awaiting me the next week or so.

Well obviously that delusion is going to be destroyed in the next 12 hours or so, but I'll live it out as long as I can.

So let the zombifying/massacre of brain cells begin!

Rayne

2008-12-31T18:41:00.003+08:00

I keep feeling like there's this speech I'm suppose to make, some snippet of thought I'm supposed to type out on account of it being the last day of 2008 and all....and I guess I could, but I don't want to. I don't even want to sum it up.

Well, I've been productive the last two days, as though to atone for the rest of my December holidays. CCAO yesterday was pretty boring because we didn't get to talk like last year - this year we handed it all to our juniors instead, and we milled around our booth inhaling smoke from the campfires and koping sausages from the NCC booth. It became interesting at a point of time when a sec one fainted just when we contemplated saying hi to them, but that was soon dealt with by the efficient! RCY.

But, still, it's all about the people! Went around the other booths spotting friends and accquaintances, and I finally, finally saw Jia Na who has a really cute voice and a cute bag. :D Tell me your class next year and I'll write!

Went home, slept a little and forced myself up again to enquire about some things and return my books. I dislike waking up early. I mean, six or so is fine, but five plus is really pushing it. I dislike feeling like a drunk staggering to the bathroom to wash up, and I dislike seeing my eyes so opaque they are black - like the night has swallowed them up. And to think I'll have to wake up at this unearthly time 350+ days ahead....sigh. It makes me cranky and unable to focus on my work. I do better at night until one am or so than in the early morning.

And today, went to get another blood test AGAIN, and I finally, finally cleared my table and got rid of a lot of junk which I do not need. I wish I can burn up all my worksheets this year instead of filing them, but then I might need them again next year.

Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
do you think it's safe to bin my last year's history notes?
did YOU bin your last year's history notes?
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
yeah
XD
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
OK
haha!
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
actually i had them recycled
you should recycle them
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
yeah
I am
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
LOL.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
what about my ss notes?
this year's
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
dunno
i still have them
for some reason
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
I don't like my ss notes
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
me neither
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
should I bin them?
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
if you like
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
do you think we'll need them?
argh
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
I feel like binning them
I feel like setting them on fire and watch them burn
BURN TO THE GROUND
music when the lights go out is a heathen says:
ok

----
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
can't really talk now, I'm cleaning up my table
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
alright
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
I have so much STUFF
it's pretty mad.
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
hmm?
why?
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
er dunno
means that I have to clear up more
there are mountains of stuff on my table
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
HAHA/
HAHA.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
big mess and small mess
mess-babies
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
use explosives to bring them down.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
I wish, right!
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
wow, they reproduce.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
yeah
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
o:
sneaky.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
they compound upon each other
but anyway
argh
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
HAHA
totally.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
I need a good tracklist to listen to
and I will name it: CLEAN MY TABLE
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
soothing?
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
no
like, noisy
XD
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
HAHAHA.
the papers shall quiver in fear.
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
I want to scare away the icky stuff so that when I lift a pile of notes I won't scream. o:
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
what icky stuff?
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
dunno!
don't want to find out!
- Nellie Ki | [all.aces][oipchangchun'08!][RLP208] the way it was seemed like forever. says:
HAHA
what did you do?
Rayne; Friend, you are deciphering me. says:
er, I'm going to destroy their one-year home
XD

Well OK HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY this will almost-definitely be the last post of 2008!

Rayne

Don't let your life pass you by.

2008-12-29T20:19:00.004+08:00

So today's the last tuition lesson with my current tuition teacher, because she's flying off to America for an exchange programme for half a year. I'd miss her - we had (sort of) fun doing lessons and all and talking about weird things, and she gave me The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch which is awesome even though I have not read it.

And, in a sense, it's just befitting of the whole atmosphere of finals and - okay I will stop because I will not think about it. It is awful - AWFUL to come back to this post on Jan first with the stuff I was going to say because I'll feel terrible, and this year has been terrible and it will end terribly.

Before my tuition I went back to school to set up our booth and all, and I met Nana Muni Jazzu Lishan Shiing Bek Jamie Pearlyn Gloria Sam Talia Giam Si Rui Equine and others, but I do wish I could've seen more people. And it's nice to be in school without the actual work (yet) and being surprised with people you've not met over the holidays. Tomorrow's going to be some serious people-spotting, although I'll rather spot people than they spot me.

It's time to get reaccquainted with the 105 bus again.

I'm running out of words to say. There's a snowman clip on my french curve reminding me that I have to clean my table which I've been putting off since forever but NO MORE I WILL DO IT TOMORROW. Actually I wanted to do it today, but I'm doing my commonwealth instead and sleeping early so that I can wake up early tomorrow to catch the 6.30 bus. (Argh.)

And we've watched the christmas special which wasn't spectacular. RTD must be lackadaisical. And the next special is on Easter!!!!!!!! which is horribly far away. What happened? ): I don't want David Tennant to go. I don't want a lot of things, actually - petulantly, as always - but Doctor Who has always brightened my Saturdays/Sundays with a fantastic! episode, or maybe sometimes with a not-so fantastic! episode but still with a brilliant! Doctor but that is all going to change.

I wish it would rain now. It would suit the mood perfectly and I'll get to wear the school pullover again which you'll never catch me wearing in school.

Olive: Wouldn't it just rock and roll if liking someone meant they had to like you back? Of course that'd be a different universe and something else would probably suck.

Right on, Olive. Do you know, I used to dislike you because you remind me of me, but I found that I couldn't, after all, because you are better than me after all that. And helping Chuck with her aunts and Ned (even though you like him) because you are just too good despite your unrequited love.

Ned: You're the only one for me.
Chuck: I know you feel that now, but there are things you want, there's things we both want.
Ned: So? Everyone wants stuff. We wake up everyday with a list of wishes a mile long and maybe we spend our lives trying to make those wishes come true, but just because we want them doesn't mean we need them to be happy.
Chuck: What do you need to be happy?
Ned: You.

Rayne

& we're so happy on our little piece of bread! <3

2008-12-27T00:05:00.001+08:00

Filler! Post!

1. What's your name?
Rayne

2. What is your favorite thing to wear?
Dress and pullover with long socks in cold weather.

3. Last thing you ate?
Mango Cheesecake left over from a Christmas party

4. One place you will NEVER eat at?
Toilet, but hey, if I'm desperate....

5. I say Shotgun, you say:
BANG!

6. Last person you hugged?
...Someone.

7. Does anyone you know wanna date you?
Dunno.

8. Would you date anyone you met online?
Maybe.

9. Name something you like physically about yourself:
Um....I don't know.

10. The last place you went out to dinner to?
Vivo.

11. Who is your best friend?
Sarah

12. What time of the day is it?
11.40 PM

13. Who/What made you angry today?
Not angry, but perhaps intense displeasure? The stupid drilling from downstairs where they are making a new lift shaft. It felt like it was drilling up my foot into my heart and then into my brain where it proceeds to rattle my teeth.

14. Baseball or Football?
Football.

15. Ever gone skinny dipping?
Nope.

16. Favorite type of Food?
I like most food, but I love japanese food.

17. Favorite holiday:
Wales&Ireland/Perth/Japan I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE

18. Do you download music:
----

19. Do you care if your socks are dirty?
Yes, but not as much as I would if they were wet. I can't stand wet socks. They squelch and make icky noises.

20. Opinion of Chinese symbol tattoos?
NO. NEVER. ARGH.

21. Would you date the person that posted this?
Binkee? Er. No. (No offense, we hang out.)

22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?
Does Gracey's piano count? YES.

23. Do you love anyone?
Yes extremely.

24. Are colored contact lenses sexy?
Perhaps...but having wrong coloured contact lenses just look oddly out of place.

25. Have you ever bungee jumped?
Never. Ever. Will.

26. Have you ever gone white-water rafting?
Nope.

27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?
Um..

28. How many pets do you have?
Don't have any now!

29. Have you met a real redneck?
No....

30. How is the weather right now?
Cold and nice and pullover-ish.

31. What are you listening to right now?
Lady In Spain by Ingrid Michaelson

32. What is your current favorite song?
Peanut Butter & Jelly by Inside Out Acappella. It is so adorable!!!!!!!

33. What was the last movie you watched?
Twilight

34. Do you wear contacts?
No, I'm scared of ripping out my corneas. Not a nice thought.

35. Where was the last place you went besides your house?
Vivocity (yesterday)

36. What are you afraid of?
The dark, the guy in the monkey suit in the video that Binkee showed me, the bunny from Donnie Darko, mirrors, lifts, all sorts of stuff :D

37. How many piercings have you had?
Two times of ear-piercings.

38. What piercings do you want?
None others, thanks.

39. What's one thing you've learned this year?
If distance is right I'd rather be wrong.

40. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
Frappucino.

41. What Magazines are you reading?
None, actually.

42. Have you ever fired a gun:
Yup.

43. Are you missing someone?
All the time. (It's my standard answer, but it's true.)

44. Favourite TV show?
DOCTOR WHO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just watched the Christmas special which was a bit of a letdown, they didn't develop the other Doctor's plot fully, methinks, although it was a pretty good idea, and the mega-Cybermen was just slightly ARGH-can't-think-out-of-ideas-ish.

45. Do you have an obession with WoW?
No, thanks.

46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celeb?
Nope.

47. What celeb do you look like?
Redundant question!

48. Who would you like to see right now?
Someone PIF blurted out in the middle of the conversation.

49. Favorite movie of all time?
Don't have one really....A.I.?

50. Do you find yourself loved?
Sometimes.

51. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't suppose to?
Yes.....

52. Favorite smell?
Loads of things, and depends on whether I'm hungry. XD

53. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn?
Anything.

54. What's something that really bugs you?
That elusive pile of work at the corner of my eye which solidifies when I turn to stare at it fully. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DISAPPEAR LIKE ALL GOOD ILLUSIONS DO, DARN IT.

55. Do you like Michael Jackson?
Before he got white and long hair, yes.

56. Taco Bell or Burger King?
BK.

57. What's your favorite perfume?
....shampoo?

58. Favorite baseball team?
Don't watch baseball!

59. Ever call a 1-900 phone number?
No.

60. What's the longest time you've gone without sleep?
Dunno? o.O

61. Last time you went bowling?
Two years ago.

62. Where is the weirdest place you have slept?
I'm trying to decide between "the space under two sofas joined together" or "a clothes cupboard".

63. Who was your last phone call?
Cheryl Koh

64. Last time you were at work?
Just!!

65. What's the closest orange object to you?
The orange stickman who has lost his legs but still retains his proper awed expression and purple scarf.

Rayne

& we will put the lonesome on the shelf.

2008-12-24T18:09:00.001+08:00

So between Then and Now I had some time to think to myself, and many curious and slightly dreadful things crossed my mind, but primarily it was one of vague bewilderment and happiness, and I might just type it out some day, or talk to someone about it, but now doesn't seem to be the time to talk about these things.

Watched Twilight in the late morning. It was the first time I ever had to dash for a movie...(I'm trailing off at this point because there isn't much else to say.) Well, general consensus is that Edward isn't handsome, and we got a good laugh over Jasper. (Poor Jasper!) I liked Alice - there's something feline in her looks and movements that appealed greatly to me. The movie had the same 2-D plot as the book did but prepped with more action and features and real humans and beautiful scenery, so it was much better.

From Equine's blog:

On the other hand, i prayed for snow yesterday and it's raining. (:

..Ah-ha. Now I know why it rained so hard this morning. XD

I'm going to miss Mush's presence, even though it's more or less limited to my bed. ): Or rather, not about him, but about what he was linked to and that made me feel a little safer. But that's okay. His absence brings back something more Definitive, and 'tis that which I was waiting for all this time.

Early Merry Christmas, y'all! (:

Rayne

Are you in love with her? 'Cause it's that level of stupid.

2008-12-22T21:07:00.003+08:00

So, what's been up! I'll make a list. And I'll post it on my LJ with more details, so this should be an initiative to get LJ accounts and friend me, y'all! (As I've already persuaded one staunch Blogger, I'm feeling confident.)

1. Banner painting
2. OST (!!!!! HEARTS AND BEN & JERRY'S ICECREAM)
3. Christmas party
4. Cousins' outing
5. Pushing Daisies (~~*cues squealing and outright gushing*~~)

And this should prompt an onslaught of quotes, but NO I will resist and leave you with just ONE QUOTE.

Chuck: I can't even hug you? What if you need a hug? A hug can turn your day around.
Ned: I'm not a fan of the hug.
Chuck: Then you haven't been hugged properly. It's like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you and they give you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety come shooting out of your mouth in a big wet wad and you can breath again.
Ned: That's fine for someone else to do if I'm choking on something other than emotion, but you can't touch me.
Chuck: So a kiss is out of the question?
Ned: I've lost my train of thought.

I would HAVE photos, but people are refusing to send them to me (alright: just two. Wait, now three. People, cough up!) so I can't show them, can't admire them privately or develop them to stick on my wall. I'm photo-deprived. Two of you are regular readers and YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE so give me the photos already!

Rayne

Operation SecreT!

2008-12-18T00:01:00.000+08:00

OST. WAS. A. SUCCESS.

Admittedly it had a few false starts, like someone being too early for her own good and waiting at an ulu place which I could not find despite searching for a good five minutes, and a little phailed like self-assuredly tapping our ez-links at the ticket barrier before realizing that we ought to buy tickets instead, but it was, really, the best fun I had in a long time, excluding painting. (but painting is ALWAYS fun. No matter what you are painting.)

And haha we spent the day being all conspiratorial and devious and vague with slight panicky moments - like that flash of fur every time the bag opened, which led to objects being stuffed into pockets instead (ahem) - and it was really entertaining. I never knew I had so much cunning, though I can't say the same about you. ;D

We had fantastic weather, despite the rainy-ness of the past few days, which we are so grateful for, because it meant that we didn't have to resort to the back-up plan which had its own appeal in a way. And we are AWESOME. No other word for it!

Photos up later, or maybe not. We'll see.

And since it is now, officially 18th December -

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING. I love you very much too. Isn't it amazing what two brains put together can come up with? <3

Rayne

I won't promise the moon, but I promise to be here.

2008-12-16T21:11:00.002+08:00

Tuesday, Thy Name Art White.

TODAY HAS BEEN WEIRD. (and still is.)

Edit: I'm starting to appreciate Far from the Madding Crowd. The appearance of Sergeant Troy adds so much sparkling life to the story, which, until this point has been a slow meandering river with occasional interesting nuggets of fact in it. Well, there's an honest flirt for you! Let the Complications begin.

But if I were you I'd promise to live life for all its worth.
Take all that you've been given and leave your mark upon this earth.
Trust your heart to show you everything you'll ever need.
And if I were you, I'd fall in love with me.

Rayne
(I'm so glad you're back!)

You have a way of coming easily to me.

2008-12-16T00:49:00.001+08:00

Monday, Thy Name Art Blue.

It's early early early in the morning and I said that I won't be pining, only oaking so that's fine. It's interesting how everything leads back to the same point, but I suppose that's nothing surprising after all.

We're going to release an album, Everyday Life with singles like I Hate Walking, Abrasions On My Foot, The Perils of Train Doors and The Non-Existent Rabbit Which Really Existed. Hopefully it will make enough money to last us for a lifetime.

For some reason, I looked to my right and noticed a wooden box with the words, "Some things are worth fighting for" printed on it in bold letters. How very true indeed.

Rayne
And when you take, you take the very best of me.

Edit: It is not the rays which bodies absorb, but those which they reject that give them the colours they are known by, and in the same way people are specialized by their dislikes and antagonisms whilst their goodwill is looked upon as no attribute at all. - Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

But if distance is right I'd rather be wrong.

2008-12-14T17:19:00.001+08:00

It's funny the way Life takes you on a twisted ride. Like waking up in the morning deciding that you'll wear blue shoes, and going out with red slippers instead. Like feeling completely alone one moment and finding yourself staring at a very familiar face the next. Like thinking that you'll never talk to a person ever again, only to receive a nostalgic sms months later. Like knowing that you'd only ever want to be with someone, only to have that person seemingly vanish off the face of the earth.

The rain today didn't ease up until around three. Meanwhile the Orange Man With A Purple Scarf And Checkered Hair looks appropriately shocked and awed.

You think you're so bad but you're just badly raised
You twisted and turned all the love that we made
I cannot hold on and I cannot let go
I was wasted at fifteen never learned to go slow

Rayne
Did you know that the defining thing that made the rain seem so beautiful was your presence?

2008-12-12T00:00:00.000+08:00

For a mysterious person who refuses to comment on my LJ.

I like you. You have a nice albeit annoying way of evading things. (I kid. Not about the evading things part, though. You're really Nice. (:)

You make me feel fine, less terrible, and rather self-indulgent. You should STOP EVADING. D<

Someday I will draw loads of Oreos for you. You + me = PIFs.

If I saw you now I'd take a shot of you.

Remember that time when you hid behind the refridgerator?

I would build an OST building just for you.

If I could sing you any song it would be What Hurts The Most by Rascal Flatts.

We could OST under the stars.

Muchly fun, Rayne

(P.S. Thanks for the talk today.)

Rayne

-conspiratorial look-

It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes.

2008-12-10T23:32:00.003+08:00

And through timeless words and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts...

I felt like I could've conquered the world today, if only you were with me.

Rayne

You're cold, maybe you just missed the sun.

2008-12-07T22:46:00.000+08:00

I am Very Bad to our (mine & Sarah's) blog.

Well, I'm not much better with this blog, though.

Sigh. Meme time.

5 things found in my bag:

1. Bible (church today)
2. Book - Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy, there you go Sarah. :D Although I'm taking a reeeeally long time to read one page, as compared to my last book which was about this adorable beagle and other not so adorable dogs.
3. Wallet
4. Umbrella
5. Sweets from Lead Camp which I stuffed unceremoniously into my bag and forgot all about it until today.

Lookee all the Practical Items.

5 things found in my wallet:

1. Money (DEPLETING)
2. Random cards/receipts/movie ticket stubs/concert tickets
3. Neoprints AND fantastic mini-photos that Tricia developed of our rugby PE team (army of blacks!) with random Mr Tan. Thanks so much! :D
4. Lock combination for my school locker. I don't know why I bother; I don't even know where the lock is anymore.
5. Notes from someone.

5 things found in my room:
(I will forgo the standard answers: i.e bed, wardrobe, shelves etc. You can pretend that They Do Not Exist.)

Oh dear! Where to start.

1. Mushroom, which I take a great pleasure in spiking his grey-white fur.
2. Childhood Memories. By this, I mean a great assortment of junk things, including toys and old accessories and childish writing in small notebooks and dustballs containing - surprise! - old hair, and the occasional doodle.
3. Art stuff.
4. Old school worksheets stashed in secret places which I refused to file.
5. My knitting. (...Somewhere.)

The guitar I dug up from the storeroom used to inhabit a corner of my room, until someone took pity on it and stored it away in the cupboard instead, where it could not gather dust.

5 things I've always wanted to do:

1. SEE SNOW. As in actual snow. I want to really, really experience snow, making snow angels and having snowball fights and plowing through snow and later having hot chocolate by the fire. My affinity with snow is non-existent.
2. Go to France with my friends. Specifically, next year. Versailles would be so gorgeously gold and gaudy (adore alliteration!!!) and and and and FRENCH AIR. Haha! Being able to go on that trip would be brilliant.
3. Eat all sorts of queer/fascinating/yummy food. Examples: steak&kidney pudding, jellied eels, pickled eggs, salt&vinegar whelks, sweetbread, chitterlings, bear, rabbit, dog, snake..etc.
4. Sell my art. Though it probably won't reach the standard of being sell-able, it'll be nice to actually get money for what you like to do.
5. Write a book, and see it published. Ditto with the fourth point.

I can't resist, but there's something else that I'll like to do. I'll like to be a bridesmaid, although I'm probably past that age. People usually get younger children to do it...like my younger cousins. (sigh.)

5 things I'm currently into:

1. Okto (you know, the TV channel.)
2. Fanfiction >_<
3. Various manga series and anime (Toradora, Gundam 00) For some reason, everytime I type Gundam my fingers end up involuntarily typing Gundamn. You know when you've been cussing too much...
4. Sweaters. It's getting cold!
5. Foam Shrimps. It's a kind of sweet by the way, not the actual foam, shrimp-flavored. Or shrimps, foam-made. ...you know what I mean.

Rayne
Look up, rain is falling, looks like love.

2008-12-06T10:24:00.002+08:00

I had a weird dream last night. I can't remember most of it, but there are several key points.

1. I had a younger sister.
2. My mom aged ten years older.
3. Someone stole something important from the office building.
4. Lie detectors were set up all over the place.
5. People had blinking globules by the side of their heads.
6. I lay in a freezer in the supermarket eating bread and butter out of the plastic bag.
7. Simon Cowell was in that supermarket wearing a Christmas hat.
8. The ice-cream freezer had a lot of dark blue hats. (alongside the ice cream)
9. I left the supermarket without paying for the bread and butter and realised that I was holding it in my hand.
10. Wanting to dispose of incriminating evidence, I went back in, dumped in on a shelf and ran out again, hoping that no one would catch me.

...I have innate shoplifting tendencies, it seems.

"Enduring modern classic" seems like such an oxymoron at first glance, but it kinda makes sense after you stare at it a little longer. Although, I'll prefer they described something else with it besides a font.

Did you know that Walt Disney had wooden teeth? Well, now you do.

Rayne

Pass the analytical knife.

2008-12-01T17:01:00.000+08:00

& amidst the crash-course guitar lesson, "community-singing" which comprised of one guitar, one violin and two voices, the half-hour Gash Bell episode which someone adamantly made us watch, and then adamantly made us refer to it as cute, Give-Pento-Affection sessions which added a thin layer of honey fuzz to our jeans, GPA Report & Target Card Substitute Burning Ceremony and photo-taking where the camera-shy had to be camera-brave and the famed green snake was put to exhaustive use -

yes, I do believe that I had immense fun.

Can't you just feel the closure! ;D

Rayne
(Today's lunch was just :D! Thanks for the company.)

But I've heard rumors of true reality;

2008-11-28T23:30:00.002+08:00

whispers of a well-lit way.

The first part of it is on Equine's blog :D

_ Eleanor Rigby says:
i have 7 reasons why im not not more childish than u!
:P
Rayne; Lukewarm will never do. says:
what?
_ Eleanor Rigby says:
one im older than u
two im taller than u
three im older and taller than u
four uhhh
five cos house said he had 7 reasons for something in some episode which i forgot
six POKE
Rayne; Lukewarm will never do. says:
o_o
_ Eleanor Rigby says:
seven -sticks out tongue-
Rayne; Lukewarm will never do. says:
HAH. well I have EIGHT reasons why I am not more childish than you.
one older does not constitute to mental maturity.
two ditto for height.
three you said that you were not NOT more childish than me, meaning that you are!
oh wait that should be four.
three is ditto for age AND height
five that is a stupid reason.
(and you know it.)
six you just proved that you are more childish by POKING me.
seven and sticking out your tongue
eight Because eight reasons pwns seven, HA.
THERE.
:D
_ Eleanor Rigby says:
-_-

Do you ever walk on a street, and suddenly be overwhelmed by this compulsive, reckless, inexplicably whimsical-sad feeling? It's like missing a piece of your soul.

Rayne

2008-11-27T21:42:00.000+08:00

"What I really wanted then," he said softly, "was to be a sort of carpet - to make myself into a sort of carpet for you to walk on so that you need not be hurt by the sharp stones and the mud that you hated so. It was nothing more positive than that - nothing more selfish. Only did I desire, eventually, to turn into a magic carpet and carry you away to all those lands you longed to see."

As he spoke she lifted her head as though she drank something; the strange beast in her bosom began to purr...

"I felt that you were more lonely than anybody else in the world," he went on, "and yet, perhaps, that you were the only person in the world who was really, truly alive. Born out of your time," he murmured, stroking the glove, "fated."

- A Dill Pickle, Katherine Mansfield

Perhaps, if he had stopped there, she might've given them a second chance, and they would be happy. Or would she discover, later, that they weren't really happy at all? That he hadn't changed, and maybe, neither had she?

In any case, as she left I thought that she might be cursing herself for a momentary streak of innocence, of hope, of foolishness. Maybe she was relieved. Or more so, disappointed, after all.

Maybe it is these incidents that shape the thing that I've been asking myself days ago, and today. Maybe in the end it didn't really matter that we do it, but how we're going to deal with it.

..Sigh.

Rayne

A tentative give-and-take.

2008-11-27T11:11:00.002+08:00

In a field outside of town we could always be alone.

On Monday I went to get my ears pierced, without further consultation and deliberation. Well, other than the talk I had with gee on the bus that day, but that was completely unplanned. I'm proud of myself! :D It does me good sometimes to do things on a whim.

I can't decide which I dislike more, blood tests, or ear piercings. (I got a blood test done as well, recently.) With blood tests the needle lingers longer under your skin as they draw out a generous (in my opinion, but not compared to, say, blood donation) amount of vein blood, but the needle for ear piercings just punch though in a few seconds flat. (Gosh I just remembered Sarah's punpunpunpun on the "punching". You silly girl!)

On the other hand you've got to go through two rounds of piercings as opposed to once for blood tests...yet on another note it doesn't really matter if you tense up for ear piercings because there aren't muscles at your lobes to hamper the needle, but there are for arms which is why I had to continually tell myself to relax and concentrate on The Fratellis' Tell Me A Lie instead.

And yet on another hand (sorry for the amount of comparison) you'll have to take blood tests for many more times in the future in unforeseeable circumstances, and I am most likely not going to get another piercing unless it gets infected and I'll have to let it close AGAIN, but I'll be so averse to ear holes that I won't want another piercing either.

I'm trying to type out a story, but the theme makes me restless and my conceived plot is hardly materializing. I keep thinking that I need to fit into my niche, but I guess instead of waiting for it to find me, I should find it instead.

Gundam 00 has a really good plot, but I don't like the Meisters. (Dolly will have my head off for this.) Though Cheryl did say that they would be nicer later, so. Looking forward to it!

..good grief I'm looking through Equine's australian photos on Flickr and giggling. Well it's not so much the photos as the conversation, but just a mixture of both. Okay, more of the conversation. Okay, definitely the conversation.

;D

When I can't feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same.

2008-11-22T19:51:00.003+08:00

You know, every time I drop one of the dark jade-green balls - which, I have from the most reliable source, improves blood circulation (XD) - on the floor (which happens quite a lot, seeing as I tried rotating it in the other direction with my left hand) it makes this awful heavy clanging noise as smooth-hard clashes against smooth-hard which makes me wince. Surprisingly, there hasn't been a chip off them yet, but I won't count on it.

I've been talking a lot to Mush, ever since I got him today. He's still as furry with the sweetest gaze in his brown eyes. We have loads to catch up on - two years' worth. (Mostly it's about this one person we both know. ;) )

I've started watching Gundam 00. Sigh. In truth, it was the idea that caught my attention as I stayed up last night watching TV, or I would have never been interested if it was merely another show full of sleek robot suits and space-fighting. But eradicating war, forever? Hmm, interesting.

And, you know when you've read a book too many times in a short amount of time when it doesn't make you feel touched in that heartfelt way anymore. Or maybe it's just those few heartwrenching paragraphs which I reread over and over again during bus rides. It's pretty sad! Still a great book, though.

Rayne
& as I wait for you maybe I'm made more faithful.

2008-11-21T22:27:00.001+08:00

Don't tell me you have been waiting as much as I have, because I won't buy one sentence of it.

2008-11-18T22:30:00.001+08:00

The infamous carroty smile.

I do honestly think I can continue like this. Drawing, playing the piano, talking to friends, trying my utmost best to go out with ______, cup of milo/hot chocolate/milk tea in hand, good book on my lap.

...thinking, apparently does not translate to real-life situations.

So. I've renewed my commitment to math, and a ton of worksheets are now sitting on my table awaiting my perusal (haha, if only JUST perusal!) and my calculator's not far off. Now if only I will start, I might just finish one chapter.

Haha, get real. It's ten and I'm not even contemplating lifting my pen. That above paragraph was a REMINDER and a prod for me to start start start start start.

I'm officially an aunt now, with a beautiful (oh definitely, I can feel it in my bones, even though I've never laid my eyes on him) baby cousin-nephew born yesterday. :D I can't wait to meet him!

I found this amazing place where I can read Judith Mcnaught's books, and so I've been rereading all my favourites again. I will not gush about it, only that it is really good. With hot chocolate and Yiruma, absolutely fantastic.

Can't wait for Doctor Who to come back! I'm contending myself with Torchwood, which still gets me every time, because it is - even though I've said that nothing can be too human - so human, gosh. I love the way they do it because they behave absolutely like anyone would in those circumstances. Jealousy, anger, love, dry wit and all. Brilliant. The wedding episode was hilarious, even though the shapeshifter was scary.

Rayne

All things weird and wonderful.

2008-11-17T20:44:00.005+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUNI!!!! <3!

Went down after church to visit Dolly and Cass. After having lunch with her I have to say...that the fuss that we made about your eating last year? Very

overrated. Pfft.

Well unless you have a plate of curry chicken in front of you. With the drumstick. ;)

It did provide entertainment, though, I'll give you that. & gosh, I want to eat steak again!

Cass is seriously one of the most adorable things ever. I loved him ever since I laid my eyes on him. His body is so warm and little that when I cuddle him I can feel him breathing. He has such intelligent eyes. They aren't soft and melty like doggy eyes, but they are intelligent eyes, as dark as black glass beads. And the way he nips at stuff? Adorable.

So I don't understand why Dolly can gush about the 5.5 thousand dollars parrot which she made a beeline for once we went to the bird shop, and then spend all her time in front of its cage cajoling it to talk to her. The rest of the time was spent in the air-conditioned part deliberating over birdie toys for Cass. INFIDEL.

Alright, admittedly, that 5.5k parrot has a very nice plumage and has a very "smart"-ish air around it, and its childish voice when it squawks "hello" is appealing, but honestly, how many times can you greet a parrot in a day?!

Although, if it's left up to Dolly, she'll train it to say SOUBI, or any one of her fangirlable characters right now. (I mean, your poor laptop! And your guitar! D: ) And very possibly, woolly hooves.

Okay enough of 5.5k parrots. Let's talk about Cass.

That's Cass. The first lovebird baby which I ever got the privilege to hold.

After I went to the bird shop and saw other lovebird babies, I've got to admit that Cass is very oddly feathered. His head isn't meant to be so feathered when his body isn't, really.

He is so beautifully coloured. And so are budgies. They have such beautiful colourings - pearl grey, white with bluish overtones (if I ever get one I'll name him/her Skye because yes, that's how they look like), yellow with green peeking out. Beautiful colour combinations.

He was antisocial to begin with - turning his back on us as we marveled over him, but when I left he had begun to chirp. A lot.

I would photospam Cass, but I didn't have a proper camera and my handphone is rather sucky. Bad lighting and all!

(But he is a darling. Even though I'm not exactly a birdy person.)

Rayne

She's the one that makes my dreams;

2008-11-13T22:01:00.000+08:00

Geez. Catch me waking up at 5.30 am ever again. Oh wait - I forgot, I'll have to do it next year! Couldn't wake up at all this morning, had to be literally dragged out of bed.

Got to spend two fun hours outside, thank you very much dear. (: I always enjoy your company.

(But gosh, the poor mixed drink. ><)

Nancy you need to stop making me laugh!

I'm becoming increasingly partial to being nocturnal...the beauty of holidays. If I could I would stay up from dusk till dawn just talking. Talking, and thinking. It'll be really cool if we really could stay up all the way. :D

And I really dislike tearing the plastic off the CD. I can never find the opening to tear it off. Spent five minutes worrying over the Train album and poking at it with my finger. But once I'm able to tear it the plastic comes off nicely and easily.

I keep feeling that it's something I should say, something I should do. But it's the reaction that I'm worried about.

You used to say that there's a time we all deserve to lose our minds
So I lost my mind; now I'm ready to find my way

Rayne

We're only here a little while...

2008-11-12T15:02:00.004+08:00

To have someone snoop around your archives and show it to you again to have a good chortle over it is very..... D:

-is disconcerted-

Anyway. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY BISCUIT! Gosh I keep missing your actual birthday, I MSNed you what, one day earlier and then I forgot! So sorry. Have fun being a biscuit always! ;) See you next year!

I love getting my hands smudged with pencil lead. Somehow there's this feeling of accomplishment, along with a cricking neck and an aching back. Though seriously, two hours is not enough time, the last one was so badly done that I refuse to look at it again.

I need more paper.

Actually, I need to get back into the drive, I've been so out of it that I can almost delude myself into thinking that I can spend all my time like this. Must. Do. Work. CCAO!!!!!!!! When I close my eyes I can see them imprinted on the back of my eyelids.

Edit: Changed the song on my blog, now it's Beloved by Yiruma. Gosh he is SUCH a genius, but it's such a pity if River Flows In You is only known for being "Edward's song" - it's so pretty and really deserves to be famed for its tune and not its brand. I mean, it's not even official!

Updated links, a little: Yes Tricia I finally added a y. XD If I missed anyone out I'm sorry!

The sky was a really scary colour just now, with a greenish tinge.

You put me on a line and hung me out to dry
And darling that's when I decided to go to sea
You cut me down to size and opened up my eyes
Made me realize what I could not see

Rayne

Meme!

2008-11-10T22:11:00.000+08:00

Torchwood's taking an awfully long time to load.

Do you like waking up in the morning to find that you have new texts?
Depends on WHO sends it, but generally yes.

Are you usually wide awake in the mornings?
Define morning. Around eight, or nine is fine, but not six in the morning, that is a horrible time to be awake.

Has anything disappointed you today?
Not really.

When is the last time you saw the person you like/liked?
Phoah...erm, yesterday?

How old were you when you started swimming on your own?
Five? Six? Can't remember, it was a long time ago.

Are you wearing rings?
Nope.

Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?
Slight ones? Yesterday.

Are you confident in yourself?
More or less.

Are you hanging out with anyone tonight?
Unfortunately not.

Does it bother you when you text somebody and they take forever to text back?
...No.....just that I'll keep checking my handphone at intervals. Actually it depends on the person as well, and the circumstances.

What's your favorite milkshake flavor?
Chocolate? I don't know, I rarely drink milkshakes.

Are you currently doing laundry?
Nope.

Did you ever read any of the Babysitters Club books?
I think I flipped through one before.

Do you have a job?
Non-paying, currently on holiday. ;D

What can't you wait for?
To go out with _________ (: I mean, it's not even confirmed. o:

What brand is your shirt right now?
Dress. Some obscure brand.

Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
Closed. Gosh it'll be so creepy to have them open while I sleep, and wake up to find my clothes mussed or have something crawling out of the closet. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Are you in an argument with someone important?
Not now. Was, a few days before. ):

What is bothering you right now?
:/

Does it annoy you when someone says they'll call but never do?
Yes. It intensifies with the importance of the person to me. I mean, remember your promises please.

What's the worst abuse you have done to your phone?
Dropped it on the gravel path so that there are ugly gorges in the corner of it. I am so sorry.

Who was the last person to make you cry?
Myself, if I'm not wrong. It was complicated.

If you could go to any place right now where would you go?
I remember this question!!!! Wherever you are.

Where is your cell phone?
Right next to me, and I'm checking it at regular intervals (hint hint you know who you are.)

Does anyone call you baby?
Er.....no. Please don't start.

Are you honestly happy with who you are?
Not with who I am per se, but with who I have. :]

If you're being extremely quiet, what does that mean?
I don't feel like talking...?

What celebrities do you find attractive?
Argh what?

Are you single?
Then what can I be, double Raynes?!

Are you a patient person?
Depending.

Are you a light sleeper or heavy sleeper?
Heavy! Thank goodness for a trusty body clock.

Is there any emotion you're trying to avoid right now?
Obviously.

Does it take a lot to make you cry?
How do I know!

Think of all your exes, would you take any of them back?
Not Applicable.

What do you do when your nervous?
Be quiet, talk a lot, fidget, keep still, bounce around the room.

What does the newest text message in your inbox say?
CAN'T POST. It's incriminating. And extremely long.

Who was the last person you held hands with?
....

Do you flirt a lot?
I don't flirt.

Would you ever consider having a relationship with your best friend?
But we are. ;D

Who gives you the best advice?
On what?

What piercings do you want to get?
None. Ears, perhaps, but I think of self-mutilation and the prospect of getting them infected AGAIN and I'm put off.

Do you listen to Blink 182?
Whazzat?

How are you currently feeling?
I don't know, actually. No noticeable oncoming cold/flu, slight lethargy. Outward symptoms, pfft.

Rayne

2008-11-09T23:28:00.000+08:00

Funny animation. This is what you get when you become too obsessed...

Quiz!

[x] I'm afraid of silence.
[x] I talk A LOT when I get really nervous. (Actually this depends on the situation, but most of the time I fidget.)
[x] I am really ticklish!!!!!!!!!!! (Sometimes! The shock gets me more than anything.)
[x] I'm afraid of the dark.
[x] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night.
[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open.
[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is closed.
[ ] I am afraid of gay or lesbian people.
[x]I believe in true love.
[ ] I've run away from home.
[ ] I listen to political music.
[ ] I collect comic books.
[x] I shut others out when I'm sad. (I would've, or I might've, but some people are very observant. Actually it's more of angry than sad when I do shut people out. I'm afraid of saying something which I would regret later.)
[ ]I've stayed out all night.
[ ] I open up to others easily.
[ ] I am keeping a secret from the world. (Haha fat chance)
[x] I watch the news. (Sometimes.)
[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.
[x] I love Disney movies. (The classic ones, like Lion King and Beauty and the Beast.)
[ ] I am a sucker for green eyes.
[x] I am a sucker for brown eyes. (Only one pair of human ones and many many doggy pairs.)
[ ] I am a sucker for blue eyes.
[ ] I don't kill bugs
[x] I curse. (Unfortunately. I am NOT making a habit of it!)
[ ] I have an "x" in my screen name.
[x] I've slipped and fell in public. (D:)
[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation. (Must be rid of it.)
[ ] I love Spam. (Never tried it!)
[ ] I bake well. (Only brownies. :P)
[ ] I have worn pajamas to class.
[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.
[ ] I want a better job.
[ ] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours. (Around five only. Gosh the phone was HOT and my ear felt sizzled.)
[ ] I love Dr. Phil.
[x] I like multiple people. (I like loads of people!)
[x] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS. (I was young. Well I still am but I was youngER.)
[x] I am self-conscious. (Around some people.)
[x] I love to laugh.
[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.
[ ] I loved Lord of the Flies. (Well I liked it, once I got over the spooky cover.)
[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.
[ ] I can't swallow pills. (Sometimes I gag on them!!!)
[ ] I have a lot of scars.
[x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room. (Or cockroach. Or beetle.)
[x] I love chocolate. (During NCO camp ma'am gave us this slab of 75% dark chocolate and it was gone by the next lecture.)
[ ] I bite my nails.
[ ] I am not comfortable with being me. (Okay I'm too tired to go into ideological stuff but I will think about it when I'm more awake.)
[x] I play computer games when I'm bored. (Sometimes.)
[x] Gotten lost in the city. (Not for long.)
[x] Thought of suicide before. (NOT OF MINE, just in general.)
[ ] Seen a shooting star.
[ ] Had a menage a trois.
[ ] Gone out in public in my pajamas.
[x] Have kissed someone really strange. (CHURCHILL, BELOVED DOG OF MS LEOW.)
[ ] Hugged a stranger.
[ ] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of a diff. sex.
[ ] Been in a fist fight.
[ ] Been arrested.
[ ] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of my nose. (GAHAHA TEESH.)
[ ] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.
[ ] Made out in an elevator.
[ ] Swore at Liberace.
[ ] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose
[ ] Been skydiving.
[ ] Been bungee jumping.
[ ] Gotten stitches.
[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.
[x] Bitten someone. (When I felt like it. o:)
[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.
[ ] Gotten the chicken pox.
[ ] Crashed into a car.
[x] Been to Japan. (And loved it.)
[x] Ridden in a taxi. (I'm always trying not to sleep in taxis but I end up doing so anyway; I've been so conditioned to get rest whenever I can.)
[ ] Shoplifted.
[ ] Been fired.
[ ] Stole something from your job.
[ ] Gone on a blind date.
[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach.
[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
[x] Been to Europe. (Italy, Switzerland, London (counted?!), Amsterdam (HAHA stopover), Wales, Ireland)
[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.
[ ] Been to New York
[ ] Been married
[ ] Gotten divorced
[x] Saw someone/something dying. (Various stuffs. ): )
[ ] Have a list of people you want to kill.
[ ] Driven over 400 miles in one day.
[ ] Been to Canada.
[x] Been on a plane.
[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
[ ] Thrown up in a bar or club.
[x] Eaten sushi. (:D)
[ ] Been snowboarding.
[ ] Taken a picture just for the sole purpose of putting it on myspace/friendster/facebook
[x] Been ice skating
[x] Cried in public.
[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.
[ ] Been at a party and instead of giving out your phone number you give them your myspace name and say look me up.
[x] Thought of someone a lot lately. (Always.)
[ ] Hate the world.
[ ] Love LIKE someone who doesnt realize it. (Er I'm not sure.)
[ ] Have your cell phone permanently attached to your hand/hip

Rayne

Less is More.

2008-11-09T21:38:00.002+08:00

Today I woke up with the inclination to wear a skirt instead of jeans...and well, considering the number of places I went today, I guess I'm kind of glad that I complied.

I'm glad I went for the talk. Nick Vuijic is a really good speaker. His points made so much sense and are so inspiring - he himself is a case in point. I walked out of the place feeling more certain of the ground beneath my feet than I had in weeks.

If I am born with no arms and legs to send one more soul to heaven, I have fulfilled the will and purpose of God. - Nick Vuijic

Really, really awesome.

It's amazing how things work out as they did...I was praying all throughout the day, whether consciously or unconsciously, and it came true. Note to self: It always comes true whenever it's a true prayer. Every single time. Everything happens for a purpose.

(With reference to my lj post but that's not for everyone to see)

Rayne

What matters most is that we loved at all.

2008-11-08T22:20:00.000+08:00

It's not how long we held each other's hand - what matters is how well we loved each other. It's not how far we travelled on our way; of what we found to say. It's not the spring you see, but all the shades of green.

<3!

Lead Camp & NCO Camp '08!

2008-11-08T20:41:00.002+08:00

Lead camp was insightful. When I first knew about it I thought it was going to be absolutely boring...but it was very much tot he contrary. bUG was..um..unique. XD I like my group a lot! We are a weird bunch, but that's okay. On the last day we sang an adaptation of Pass It On which made us laugh so badly, especially when Yin Leng went into her Yin Leng mode...it was fun. (: I had fun.

But honestly, NCO camp directly after Lead camp wasn't such a good idea...I was still very much in the Lead Camp mood. And extremely tired. But I got to sleep in my Lead shirt (with Qian Yu) so that was a little comforting. Well NCO camp was really really funny. And bedtime was very...interesting and very personal. 'Nough said. ;)

---

We were trying to resolve the last cream puff, and so started a game of scissors paper stone. After a few rounds we still could not come to a resolution, so Yin Leng suggested, "Why don't we just cut out the stone and have scissors and paper instead? What's the use of the stone anyway?"

We stared at her.

Someone (can't remember who, sorry!): Alright then, why don't we all put scissors and YOU put paper then??

..Classic moment. One of the best moments of Lead Camp, including when Claire threw up her marshmallow to catch with her mouth and scared Soffia so badly she screamed. Seriously, you had to be there.

And I'm VERY glad I brought my cam this time round, I got loads of interesting photos. ;)

Rayne

And still somehow, it's love's illusions I recall.

2008-11-06T21:20:00.002+08:00

Will post about lead camp when it's all over...and NCO camp as well, I suppose.

In hindsight it's actually quite amusing. I must learn to control my expressions better...it's getting way too unnerving for me everytime I receive smses on my hp.

Fantastic cover of Joni Mitchell's Both Sides Now by Hayley Westenra. I like her cover better, somehow the soulful tune of the violin gives it depth and just a tinge of sadness and regret, and her voice lends it the sweet playfulness that Joni Mitchell's one lacks.

Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As ev'ry fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost, but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
I've looked at life from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

Rayne

Paint a picture-perfect smile.

2008-11-04T16:44:00.003+08:00

It's very disorienting to fall asleep in a humid, stuffy, slightly thunder-y world and wake up in a bright world like a canvas freshly washed and repainted in bright, wet colours. Where egrets walk calmly in rivulets of water to cross to the other side of the path. Where the breeze is calm and cold, and the sky is awash with pale shades of blue.

Almost as though my bus is a transition between Worlds. Well, maybe it is!

It wasn't as bad as I had expected. They definitely moderated something, maybe chemistry, because my calculated GPA using my marks doesn't remotely touch anywhere near the GPA I got. I know - I rechecked it. Thrice.

Well it's enough to make me feel relieved, and enough to make me feel guilty still. So next year I'm going to make sure that every subject goes up by at least one grade. (:

The best part of being in the same class for two years is that you don't have to say goodbye. Well, not yet anyway. No more worrying that you would be placed in a class which you would not like, since you know exactly the people in your class. (Except for the fact that I won't be able to ever be in the same class as a person anymore. I guess that year was my only year!) It's so good to know that you'd see all those people congregated in the same classroom again.

It doesn't even feel like the last day of the school year, except for the progress reports. Mostly it's the prospect of having to go to school for the next three days, and then staying overnight for another day. It doesn't really count as holidays unless you don't have to come to school at all.

(Nor have homework, but that's a different idealistic definition altogether.)

Rayne

I've never saw a blue like that before.

2008-11-03T22:17:00.002+08:00

Edit: CREDITS DUE. Photo taken by Equine. From now on, due to privacy issues I will be posting some of the more personal posts on my lj. http://bless-luna.livejournal.com/ Yes, I'm reinstating it. :D And it will be 99.9% friends-locked, so add me and I'll add you back. (:

I've got my tablet already! :D I can't wait to unwrap it and try it out, but I'm too lazy to install Photoshop into my lappy. I'll do it tomorrow.

Worried about my progress report, but nellie's right - no point worrying about it now. All there's left to do is pray. But honestly, I don't want to be reminded of the extent of my failure this year. So. GPA funeral. Must be held SOON.

Well we've been talking. I guess, at this point of time all we can do is talk, and remember all the words we've said, so that when we finally become someone in the world we can put those words into action. This world is extremely screwed, but that doesn't mean that we have to resign ourselves to it. It may be terribly warped, but that just means that there is always room for improvement. (:

Today we took a walk up the street,

We picked a flower and climbed a hill above the lake

Secret thoughts, you said aloud,

We watched the faces in the clouds

Until the clouds have blown away

Were we ever somewhere else you know

It's hard to say

I never saw a blue like that before

Across the sky, around the world

You're giving me all you have and more

No one else has ever shown me how

To see the world the way I see it now, oh I

I never saw a blue like that

I can't believe

A month ago I was alone

I didn't know you, I've never seen you, or heard your name

And even now, I'm so amazed it's like a dream

It's like a rainbow, it's like the rain

Some things are the way they are and words just can't explain

It feels like now, it feels always,

And it feels like coming home

Love this song.

A little Wales-sick

Rayne

& it's open and endless as love is.

2008-11-01T22:45:00.002+08:00

I've been thinking.

Which I think, fundamentally, is one of my greatest problems. Thinking too much, I mean. I can't even trust my thinking anymore! They are just too biased that even I know they are too biased without people telling me.

Well, we talked about being an only child. And I've got to agree - we're pretty introspective, yet introspective in a narrow way because we just keep thinking about the same issues, having no other perspective or opinion to intrude into our thoughts. And then, with another newly found only child (who expressed great surprise at finding out that I was an only child too), we find that we talk to ourselves. A lot. XD Seeing as we spend the most time with ourselves alone, we start holding monologues. Or conversations with our other self...whosoever that other self is.

(HAHA I just engaged in a weird sms dispute, it was cutely random. And hardly resolved. o:)

But it leads to a lot of problems! Well in my case. My monologues have evolved to imaginery conversations with different people, in different scenarios, which have mutated to role-playing highly impossible yet plausible stories, and then it became entirely subconscious to a level where I would just start doing weird stuff on the street when I'm on my own. Or on the bus. Or in any place when my brain starts getting bored. It's a terrible habit.

Everybody whom I've introduced myself to keep asking me to spell my name. It's...weird. It needs some getting used to. But right now I'm reveling in the novelty. (:

Rayne

People come and go and walk away;

2008-10-28T20:58:00.003+08:00

Beautiful song Gracey let me listen to today.

And the first thought I had, when I listened to it, was:

...Sigh.

I should've brought my cam today!!! D:

Rayne

Guess who? :D

2008-10-27T12:59:00.005+08:00

Happy birthday equine (jie jie)! :D

(Tsk tsk tsk what's with you and messy eating!)

Anyway, it's been awesome fun knowing you during the Wales trip, and dorming with you. And laughing over all your sneaky photos of the teachers and fellow Walers. Your food fights with Charmaine were a little...too torturous for the food though. You are so tall that when I look across during assembly, even though we're separated by, what, 12 classes? I can always spot your head. XD Especially you in your white jacket! Grah.

Hope you have a fun, unstressful time cycling today. :D Keep pressing carrot smiley faces inside mashed potatoes, and stop walking into little barricades like you did at the castle. (XD) STOP taking sneaky shots of people, it's so terribly unglam and unfair. Oh take more pictures of cats thanks. I hope you get to eat REAL soba soon. o:

Successful abduction of Emily's icecream. XD

Rayne

Now that she's back in the atmosphere with drops of jupiter in her hair, she acts like summer and walks like rain.

2008-10-26T23:35:00.003+08:00

Tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded, and that heaven is overrated? Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star, one without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there...?

Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day, and head back to the milky way? And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? ...And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

"But what could I do?" She asked sadly. "I loved you so much."

2008-10-26T21:05:00.002+08:00

One of the hardest things to do is to forgive. And how can a person demand forgiveness again and again, when he keeps trampling on the chances he is offered?

..no human can possibly endure beyond what he can withstand. Do not think that someone is dispensable, because you'd live to regret it.

Do not seek to test the limits of the human soul.

From me to you with looooooove.

2008-10-24T21:09:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday Gracey! <3

Thanks for the discussions, the speculations, the analyses and the rants about ______. And for always sitting me back down when the craziest, most reckless impulses would take hold of me, even in the night. I still remember yelling your name when you came in through the door after the june hols back in sec one, after RPGing on WF, and searching through your tons of files again and again just to find your elusive worksheet. (Somehow it's either lit or math?)

(:

Some fantastic animations:

The Clocktower: http://arenyth.deviantart.com/art/The-Clocktower-83212811
The Artist's Model: http://mattcarter.deviantart.com/art/The-Artist-s-Model-66474569

I'm becoming increasingly used to this kind of thing. NOT GOOD. Get a grip on yourself.

Rayne

2008-10-23T23:06:00.003+08:00

"Scrolling through the pictures in my handphone camera, I see WONGSZEMIN'S PINK CUPCAKE OF DOOM which I really enjoyed. CAN I HIRE YOU? C:" - Dolly (HAHA what's with the pink cupcake of doom?!)

That was really fun. (: Thanks for all the memories.

With every breath I take.

2008-10-23T20:30:00.003+08:00

Happy birthday JX!

(HAHA guess whose birthday it is following JX's? (; )

Thanks for being a good friend and fellow Doctor Who fan. And for all the quirky stuff that you do and say which interests (and amuses, sometimes) me to no end. (JUMPING ON UMBRELLAS AND VERSATILE PROPS) OH and I really, really like your brother. He's cute.

And your house too. Haha it's huge!

I love rainy nights. I love rainy days, when I'm not outside. Somehow I am reminded of our old class with the nice tables outside where you can just sit on and dream. I love squishing around in the rain in waterproofs and wellies like I did in Wales. You get to get wet, but not wet enough to make you miserable, unless rain gets into your socks or something. I love having hot chocolate or tea to drink, and a good book with good music. For some odd reason, I love sleeping on the bus when it's raining outside, because it makes me feel cold and nice without being drenched.

But most of all, I love the way things come back to me with such clarity, events that happen on rainy days that make them sweeter just because they are. (:

Con ogni respiro che prendo.

And that's why Judith McNaught's books are so worth reading. Across the genre, I've never been able to find another author who gratifies me the same way her books do.

Rayne

Maybe love is just a requiem for the soul.

2008-10-22T19:30:00.002+08:00

And did someone ever say to you,
"There's nothing bound in thought you cannot do?"
Well, I've seen some things but not all of them came true.

So. Tired.

Sometimes, that inexplicable feeling of being drawn in. Honestly after yesterday I think I might __________. (:

(I apologise for the blank. Privacy issues. If you ask me and I feel fine I might just tell. o:)

Rayne

& I've seen heaven in your eyes.

2008-10-21T21:29:00.001+08:00

Happy birthday Sam!

Thanks for being such a nice seatmate and keeping Jess in hand, unless you go crazy with her as well. (:

At 5.42 pm, after N valiantly blazed a distinctive path out of the bus with her tennis racket (HAHA HAZARD. XD) I leaned against the glass and watched the outside world. It's so pretty. Like gold-gilded needles making invisible indentions, miniature ripples on the ground below. A slight shimmery, everchanging cloth being weaved in the middle of the sky.

It would've watered down the dying sun, and probably it did, such that it languished for a while longer than needed. But the overall view was really picturesque. From my 16-storey viewpoint, that is.

My mud-coated, grass-stained shoes (second this week) felt a little better after walking through puddles of fallen rain.

Rayne

2008-10-20T17:55:00.002+08:00

It just happens to be my luck that Equine was officiating for rugby today. With her camera.

I knew I should've stuck to softball. Darn.

Anyway.

JX: Should I eat hor fun or pineapple rice?
Gracey: You should rise above these small things, like choosing rice over noodle, and think about the larger meaning of life...
A pause. We try to reason this out in our heads.
JX: ...Yeah, but if you don't eat you won't even be alive-
Gracey: I was joking! C'mon!

I've decided. In the future, I will set up a chain of bed shops strategically located not more than two metres away from each other so that in case a sudden impulse to slumber hits a person, he can simply seek refuge in one of these bed shops and take a nap. Also, in case this impulse to sleep strikes swiftly and silently and the person slumps over in the street in a deathly slumber, the attendants of the bed shop would find that the distance needed to tow the sleeping pedestrain would be happily shortened, thus reducing the necessity of them to sweat, especially on a hot day.

These bed shops would be identical. They will all have the same painting, which is to be painted in dull-toned colours with just a splash of pale yellow to accentuate, and must not depict something out of the ordinary. The customers would be refreshed trying to work out what the heck the painting is trying to symbolise. In fact, the more boring, the better. I will try to find a boring painting to hang.

The painting MUST NOT clash with the wallpaper. It is to be something dull-coloured as well. I'm imagining the sort of wallpaper that a facial house would have...except not as glamorous, not as scented and without the soft music that seem to seep out from the very walls. In fact, there should be no music at all. If the customer desires music, he should bring his own, something which is rather taken for granted since everybody seems to own some kind of music device these days anyway. If he does not have earphones, we will provide mufflers, and wedge his phone in between. They are woolly, soft and come in a myriad of colours.

The attendants must learn to walk without touching the ground. In fact, it is best if they do not enter the bed shop except to change the covers of the beds. They can stand outside the bed shop and smile at passer-bys or do whatever free attendants do, but they must not interrupt the customers. Also, they must be very well-versed in math, since charges are by the hour, and so I would expect them to calculate down to the last milisecond and return exact change. Honesty is terribly stressed upon in my bed shops.

It is extremely ridiculous to not have a venue to sleep when you feel the most sleepy, and have to resort to libraries to prop yourself against a wall/chair and doze uneasily. Especially in this age, where convenience is the main goal and luxury is necessity. (Oh right - king-sized beds with goose down pillows.) And since everybody is telling us to dream big, what use is their advice when we are not even provided a medium to dream in the first place?

Rayne

Let's try to take it back before it all went wrong.

2008-10-18T17:14:00.002+08:00

& well, I constantly amaze myself.

Is it even possible to know someone, even a little? The human soul is so elusive. And yet the pattern is tangible. Psychology books are to be applauded.

I'm wary of and fascinated by the Lord of the Flies. Right now it's sitting abandoned on my bed glaring balefully at the ceiling. I understand it is a classic, I understand that it is perfectly capable of holding my attention, but I'm just not sure whether I want to understand about Man's base instincts, or his savagery. Already the darker undertones of the story is surfacing...when I first read the introduction, I was really creeped out. And the cover - did I mention the cover? Brown, with faded gold letters proclaiming the title and the author. The plastic is slightly tattered and worn. The pages are a little dusty. Very, very spooky.

Actually I'm not sure of what I am scared of. The whole presentation and the story and the introduction are collaborating to spook me. Which is why I've been reading it on and off, curious and a little hesitant. Almost like a horror movie, only I know that if I watch a horror movie I will regret it immensely afterwards. And I've been very, very good at forcing my attention away from the stupid movies, yes. :D But books are a different matter altogether.

"You cannot see what I see because you see what you see. You cannot know what I know because you know what you know. What I see and what I know cannot be added to what you see and what you know because they are not of the same kind. Neither can it replace what you see and what you know, because that would be to replace you yourself."

"Hang on, can I write this down?" said Arthur, excitedly fumbling in his pocket for a pencil.

"You can pick up a copy at the spaceport," said the old man. "They've got racks of the stuff."

"Oh," said Arthur, disappointed. "Well, isn't there anything that's perhaps a bit more specific to me?"

"Everything you see or hear or experience in any way at all is specific to you. You create a universe by perceiving it, so everything in the universe you perceive is specific to you."

Arthur looked at him doubtfully. "Can I get that at the spaceport, too?" he said.

"Check it out," said the old man.

"It says in the brochure," said Arthur, pulling it out of his pocket and looking at it again, "that I can have a special prayer, individually tailored to me and my special needs."

"Oh, all right." said the old man. "Here's a prayer for you. Got a pencil?"

"Yes," said Arthur.

"It goes like this. Let's see now: "Protect me from knowing what I don't need to know. Protect me from even knowing that there are things to know that I don't know. Protect me from knowing that I decided not to know about the things that I decided not to know about. Amen." That's it. It's what you pray silently inside yourself anyway, so you may as well have it out in the open."

Haha. Got to love Douglas Adams. At the art exhibition there was one piece with the dialogue: If you're not confused, you're not paying attention." Which was what I was thinking when I finished the book.

Another segment:

They checked into a large two-bedroom suite at the Langham. Mysteriously, Ford's Dine-O-Charge card, issued on a planet over five thousand light years away, seemed to present the hotel's computer with no problems.

Ford hit the phones straight away while Arthur attempted to locate the television.

"Okay," said Ford. "I want to order up some margaritas, please. Couple of pitchers. Couple of chef's salads. And as much foie gras as you've got. And also London Zoo."

"She's on the news!" shouted Arthur from the next room.

"That's what I said," said Ford into the phone. "London Zoo. Just charge it to the room."

"She's...Good God!" shouted Arthur. "Do you know who she's being interviewed by?"

"Are you having difficulty understanding the English language?" continued Ford. "It's the zoo just up the road from here. I don't care if it's closed this evening. I don't want to buy a ticket, I just want to buy the zoo. I don't care if you're busy. This is room service. I'm in a room and I want some service. Got a piece of paper? Okay. Here's what I want you to do. All the animals that can be safely returned to the wild, return them. Set up some good teams of people to monitor their progress in the wild, see that they're doing okay."

"It's Trillian!" shouted Arthur. "Or is it...er...God, I can't stand all this parallel universe stuff. It's so bloody confusing. It seems to be a different Trillian. It's Tricia McMillan, which is what Trillian used to be called before...er...Why don't you come and watch, see if you can figure it out?"

"Just a second," Ford shouted, and returned to his negotiations with room service. "Then we'll need some natural reserves for the animals that can't hack it in the wild," he said. "Set up a team to work out the best places to do that. We might need to buy somewhere like Zaire and maybe some islands. Madagascar. Baffin. Sumatra. Those kinds of places. We'll need a wide variety of habitats. Look, I don't see why you're seeing this as a problem. Learn to delegate. Hire whosoever you want. Get on to it. I think you'll find my credit is good. And blue cheese dressing on the salad. Thank you."

Ford has/had/is going to have A LOT of money. :D

Rayne

2008-10-14T20:42:00.000+08:00

When it comes to missing you, I don't have what it takes.

It's one of those days again. As though a large chunk of me has disappeared somewhere, and all I want to do is keep to myself and do whatever I wanted to do. Which, ironically, was what I was doing yesterday, and I didn't really enjoy it much. But then yesterday I was in a wholly different state of mind.

Apart from stating the obvious, there's something else, that kind of if I could, I would problem. I'm getting really tired of it. I'm getting really tired of having to do what I don't want to do. At times I catch myself wishing that it would all go away...along with other things. The Other Things I would dearly want to dump, but...I don't know. Why are circumstances sometimes just so darn confusing and annoying?

Yet, life still isn't that bad. Could be worse. At least, at the very least, I have not lost the basics, not yet.

There are good types of change, and then there are also bad types of change. The latter, I feel like punching to oblivion, but violence won't get me anywhere.

Today Biscuit sets off for Melbourne, and I am hoping, hoping, hoping that she'd get to meet an extremely special person there. Hopefully, that special person would be able to meet with her after her competitions, and she would get to see her and pass on the message, and take loads and loads of photos and send them to me. (:

Man, I wish I have wings so that I can fly!

Rayne

With all of my being, always, always.

2008-10-13T22:11:00.003+08:00

There is an art, it says, or rather, a knack to flying.

The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Douglas Adams is wickedly amusing.

Anyway the exhibit was just like N said: bizarre. But we did see beautiful owl paintings and a cool exhibit where you can see the Queen when you least expect it. It gave me a bit of a shock when I did because I'd given up on seeing it already. I think the lady was very amused at us shaking our heads in front of the blue line. (I wonder how many head-shakers she had seen.)

And we got free umbrellas, which is pretty cool :D

It's good that there are Limiting Factors along the way. It keeps me in check. It reminds me of the boundaries to my Creation. In fact, it's doing such a good job, I can hardly be expected to be disappointed anymore.

But, you know. Always, always that feeling of watching your hopes smothered without a word. It prevents me from stepping out of line. I am grateful to hope-slayers. Better than seeing the accumulated dreams vanish in one go, better than sculpting something which can never ever take shape.

What I don't understand is my tenacious ability to keep weaving illusions out of thin air. Sometimes something seems so clear to me, and yet I have no idea whether it really did happen or it was just a figment of my imagination. It's a little scary the way dreams and reality entangle themselves. I guess dreams are supposed to tell you something, as does reality, but I don't see the purpose of exposing your innermost desire and living it in your dream when you know that reality would never give you such a chance?

In any case. Fantastic song from the Script - their whole album is great by the way, just that I loved this song the most. Must listen, it's such a sweet song!

By the way sorry for the poor video quality, all the clear ones have disabled embed function.

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag. I'm not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I've been in love with you?

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I'm not moving
I'm not moving.

Policeman says son you can't stay here,
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I'm not moving
I'm not moving.
I'm not moving
I'm not moving.

People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world.

Maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,
And you'll come running to the corner
Cos you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag no I'm not gonna move.

Rayne

Tomorrow I will hide myself in the library and teach myself how to draw. (: And if, by sheer chance or luck...no I will stop thinking about it.

Meme!

2008-10-12T20:27:00.000+08:00

Last person
1. You hung out with? Sarah and Michael.
2. You texted? Sarah
3. You slept next to? Oh hmm, as in we both slept or only I did? Former: Sheena at her house on Alvin's bed (which was super dusty) Latter: Nancy in Taka. Or was it on the bus?
4. Went to the movies with? Nancy. We watched Wall-E!
5. Went to the mall with? Sheena. I met her at Bugis yesterday.
6. You talked to on the phone? Mom
7. Made you laugh? Sarah.
8. You hugged? I haven't hugged anyone in ages! I can't remember. Nancy?
9. You kissed? I don't kiss people. Erm, out of my own will, it was a looong time ago.
10. Made you cry? Oh haha >_<

Would you rather
1. Be serious or be funny? Circumstantial
2. Drink whole or skim milk? Whole milk is nicer than skim.
3. Die in a fire or get shot? Shot.

Which one...
1. Sun or moon? The sun's nice and so's the moon. :D Right now the moon, I suppose, since it is night and I like the peace and calm of it.
2. Dark or light chocolate? Dark, all the way!
3. Leftie or rightie? Rightie.
4. Sunny or rainy? Rainy. Cold and nice.
5. Hugs or kisses? To give or to receive? Haha I'll go with Gracey, both. :D
6. Where do you live? Somewhere in the Universe.
7. Rock or Techno? Ack can't stand both, but rock I suppose.
8. Do you want to get married? Yes.
9. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Twirl.
10. Do you cook? Sometimes, when I feel adventurous. o: (Rarely)

In the past 3 days have you
1. Kissed someone? No. ):
2. Sang? To myself?
3. Been hugged? No. Argh.
4. Liked someone you can't have? Only the past 3 days?

Favourite
1. Color? A lot. :D
2. Food? Right now I want to eat ramen!
3. Movie? I have a few favourites I can never get tired of. Troy. A.I., Wall-E etc.
4. Sport? Swimming.
5. Day of the week? Hmmm I don't know really. Not Monday.
6. Season? Autumn!
7. Ice Cream? Fossil Fuel from B&J
8. Song? The last one to get stuck in my head is Tell Me A Lie by The Fratellis.

Current
1. Mood? Tired
2. Clothes? Pyjamas
3. Desktop? Don't have one - I use a lappy now!
4. Time? 8:20 PM
5. Location? Study room
6. Annoyances? SCHOOL TOMORROW. (Although it's not really an annoyance - it's the talks that annoy me.)
7. Thoughts? Something, someone.

First
1. Best friend? Haha wow nostalgia. Um kindergarten, I suppose. But seriously, serious best friend? Sarah.
2. Crush? :X
3. Movie? I don't know!! Maybe one of the disney movies.
4. Lie? Can't remember.
5. Song? Not sure, some kiddy song. I used to love the shampoo jingle and I'd always sing it when I'm shampooing. XD

Last
1. Drink? Water
2. Ride? MRT
3. Text msg? Sarah
4. Person you talked to? ...Myself?
5. Song you listened to? Sousei no Aquarion! Actually to be really strict it's the starting of Hana Yori Dango 2 by Arashi.

Things you can hear now
1. Love Story - Arashi
2. The MRT rattling along on the tracks
3. The fan

Rayne

And how can I move on when I'm still in love with you?

2008-10-11T22:52:00.001+08:00

Went out today and got a few CDs from Gramophone, plus other odds and ends. Equine told me yesterday that Robin Speilberg's CDs cannot be found in Singapore, so I didn't manage to get hers. (Why why why. ): ) And then we went around Bugis Street and got aching feet and headaches from the stale air and the cramped stalls, and then Sim Lim Square before going for another round and back to Bugis.

And for some reason I felt like spending money, so I did, and now I'm quite broke. It's nice to know at these times that people still owe you money so you have a bit of extra cash stuck somewhere. (Hint.)

Some stuff worth mentioning during the EYAs:

1. When revising for History, Sam wikied Stolypin, since she didn't really know who he was and I was distracted enough to tell her something along the lines of me eating him, or him eating people, or him getting eaten, or something like that. So she sent me this paragraph from Wikipedia:

After being shot Stolypin was reported to have casually stood up from his chair, carefully removing his gloves and unbuttoning his jacket, and unveiled a blood-soaked waistcoast. He sank into his chair and shouted 'I am happy to die for the Tsar' before motioning to the Tsar in his royal box to withdraw to safety. Tsar Nicholas remained in his position and in one last theatrical gesture Stolypin blessed him with a sign of the cross. Stolypin died four days later. The following morning a resentful Tsar knelt at his hospital bedside and repeated the words 'Forgive me'.

I don't know why, I found it wildly funny at that point of time. I can't believe Stolypin's that dramatic. o:

2. I realise I study better with people. For this EYA I have had two study sessions in all and they both proved to accomplish much more than me studying alone - it's the computer, really. And having companionship keeps me in check. So for the next few exams I'd probably stay in school to study, or have someone study with me or something.

3. Crash courses are seriously really useful - mine are usually on Physics and the best one is cramming three topics, almost a sem's worth of stuff, into two hours. And then photocopying the exercises and notes to read later on. But the level scares me - I was actually copying Yet Feng's JC notes, although why I was so surprised to find out I have no idea, I should be used to it already, judging by the uselessness of my chem O'levels textbook.

4. The exam format in the hall is both good and not good for me. In one sense it prevents teachers from looking over the students' shoulders (MATH D<) and there's this special feeling about seeing all your friends in one place taking the same exam. In another sense I keep getting this feeling that I am running out of time, especially during the chinese compo where I kept hearing pages being ripped and thinking that people have moved on to their next page so WHY am I still stuck on the same page?! I have this thing about writing compos slowly. And also it is terribly distracting..I keep getting distracted by a person. Gracey I think you'd understand.

5. The hall is SO COLD. In a classroom you can adjust the air-con but you can't in the hall because there are no remotes in sight. When I sat in front my hands were freezing. When I sat at the back I was shivering - I had two aircons blasting at me. And one was just right above Roxanne, haha.

6. It's fun (in retrospect) to see all your friends camp outside the hall trying to revise. :D

7. Gracey and I stayed back on Wednesday to study chem. Halfway through we decided to take a break and do something else, so we drew this on our whiteboard:

Yeah it all began from the snail and started going downhill. :D I don't think you can really see it, but there's a hydrogen ion seeking its missed electron (it bounced down The Stairs With A Hand Sticking Outside A Door With A Cat Flap With A Cat's Head Poking Out) and a chlorine thingy looking imporingly at the hydrogen ion. And then a wayward balloon with a kitten that fell out of the stork's bag going OM NOM NOM, and a flying dog chasing a flying shoe with the shoe going "WTH" in a race. In the stands is a person who dropped his earphones, which are shortly going to be gobbled up by a weird fish-like thingy who is being reprimanded by another of his kind. Beside him is a Lancet and a "worm" proclaiming to be his grandpa. (HAHA Bio students should get this) Below them is a bald RGS girl who has two shadows, followed by a man in a chef hat and a rat (Ratatouille!) both having two shadows, and the Doctor at the far end going, "IT IS THE LIBRARY AGAIN." And overall, the girl going to eat the puking snail running away from the madness of it all.

8. When I got home on Wednesday I had to cram the entire year's worth of math and chem in one night, and so I went to bed at 1 am and could not sleep at all for the entire morning until 5.40, and I "woke up" still thinking about math and chem. Throughout the night, for some weird unfathomable reason, I had Gracey's, Nancy's and JX's voices going through my head. And they were very clear voices, mind you. Really weird!

9. I planned to sleep early on Thursday to make up for the lack of sleep on Wednesday, but ended up having to stay up waiting for my hair to dry. (Grrrr.) And I couldn't sleep because I was still thinking of my exams, so I woke up in the afternoon the next day feeling ravenously hungry.

10. I think I would love to stay in a bookshop (Kino) with everything at my disposal: all the books just look so appealing with their pretty covers. Somehow everything looks better in a bookshop because they are all so new, and N said that libraries may purchase the cheapest (ie the ugliest) book cover which is quite true. Which reminded me of the beauty chapter in the Red Queen, but that's beside the point. In a library your eyes roam from book to book before you spy a book cover/title that attracts your attention before you decide to pick it up to decide if it is worthy of your time. Which is why I can spend ages in a library without reading anything, just wandering from shelf to shelf before reading a book which I had already read before, unless I know which titles I want to read or are recommended to me. It's all in the appetite, really. With a good book-ish appetite everything seems good to read.

Rayne

You and I...are a partnership of destiny.

2008-10-10T22:00:00.000+08:00

Finally, rest. I am not exhilarated, but I guess you reap what you sow.

Today and yesterday (afternoon) are pretty fun though. :D

Hana Yori Dango is quite awesome. Tsukushi and Tsukasa are so cute when they are quarrelling, and Tsukasa is SO funny when he makes his word mistakes even in the most serious of situations (...I will wrap her up in seaweed and give her to you!) and adorably awkward around Tsukushi, or when he is really happy. He is just like a little boy!

AND boys would be boys, huh. A fight between Tsukasa and Rui suddenly turned into all four boys fighting (Akino and Souijirou were trying to help, but Akino ended up getting punched by Tsukasa and he got angry, so Souijirou tried to stop him and Akino shouted at him to "just make your tea, pretty boy!" and punched him. And so it went on.) until they were so tired they just lay on the ground and made up. Very, very cute.

Tsukasa is. Very. Adorable. ;D

When he got abducted he was chewing on the driver's ear demanding to know what was going on because his arms were tied, and when he finally did he got so enraged that he started whacking the driver's head with his own. In the end they had to wheel him into the room with him trussed up as a turkey glaring balefully at the occupants. SUPER CUTE MOMENT.

AND AND. During TOJ, after Tsukushi came out in her weird outfit, the French judge suddenly stood up and shouted, "TRES BIEN!" and the whole audience went "EEEEH?!" and he babbled long passionate sentences of french. I wished I had a french translator with me. o:

So in all, very cute. Japanese dramas are still better after all. But then the manga was a good series, and I wouldn't have expected any less from the drama either. Now all that's left to do is watch series 2 AND the movie!

_ Eleanor Rigby } SPORE! says:
and the new iMac has 4 core processors
FOUR
FOURRRRRR

Rayne; when worlds collide says:
o.O
what are core processors?

_ Eleanor Rigby } SPORE! says:
erm actually im not sure what it is
but a normal computer only has one
or less..or something like that
when you have four..that makes your computer super fast
OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT
:X

HAHA EQUINE. XD

Rayne

2008-10-03T23:11:00.001+08:00

Nicholas's full title as Emperor was We, Nicholas the Second, by the grace of God, Emperor and Autocrat of all the Russias, of Moscow, Kiev, Vladimir, Novgorod, Tsar of Kazan, Tsar of Astrakhan, King of Poland, Tsar of Siberia, Tsar of Tauric Chersonesos, Tsar of Georgia, Lord of Pskov, and Grand Duke of Smolensk, Lithuania, Volhynia, Podolia, and Finland, Prince of Estonia, Livonia, Courland and Semigalia, Samogitia, Belostok, Karelia, of Tver, Yugra, Perm, Vyatka, Bulgaria, and other territories; Lord and Grand Duke of Nizhny Novgorod, Chernigov; Sovereign of Ryazan, Polotsk, Rostov, Yaroslavl, Beloozero, Udoria, Obdoria, Kondia, Vitebsk, Mstislav, and all the northern territories; and Sovereign of Iveria, Kartalinia, and the Kabardinian lands and Armenian territories; Hereditary Lord and Ruler of the Cherkass and Mountain Princes and others; Lord of Turkestan, Heir of Norway, Duke of Schleswig-Holstein, Stormarn, Dithmarschen, Oldenburg, and so forth, and so forth, and so forth.

(..what's with all the so forths?)

Rayne; a simple sack of wishes and stones. says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
what
I've seen worse =.=

I wonder if he ever got to say his full name. o:

Rayne

Hooooooosh puppies.

2008-10-02T21:44:00.000+08:00

Oh dear now I can't get it out of my head!

But I do think that I've been productive...at least more productive than I had been. o:

Things are just moving too fast now. What, System, now you're going to deprive me my singular (minor) pleasure of exams - the studying period, where I crack my brains out as a peace offering to the exams in the illumination of the moonlight and my computer? At least leave the poor student some modicum of self-induced pleasure, thanks.

Rayne

But once in my life...I was the king of the earth.

2008-09-30T20:26:00.000+08:00

My voice is back!

Along with the cough, but at least I can talk now.

I've flown horses on the skies above
that aint enough for you my love
to fill these empty castles with ghosts
I've married devils to their history
stood where you would bury me
through a time of statues and rows

Strangely enough I can't remember listening to this song in the movie.

It's really sad how most of our teachers are not following us up next year, especially the ones who teach well. Tommy, Mr Evans, Mr Ganesh, Ms Goh (I think, but I really wish that she would follow us), Mr Ng. They were really patient and funny with us. They are really, the best teachers I have had in their various subjects.

And to think that we would have to adjust to new teachers with new personalities and teaching styles, and they would have to get used to our quirks and.....learning style. (D:) We might have Ms Picca, which isn't so bad. She's a good english teacher. But why do we only have to have her in the last two-half weeks of our school?

And then last week, we said goodbye to Mr Tan, and it just occurred to me how people are always so dynamic. All the various people who tap briefly on our doors and leave before we truly notice their presence or are able to reciprocate all the niceness that they had showed us for the brief period of time they visited, or just say a proper thank you.

But there you have it. Change. I remarked last year that I'm not exactly receptive to change. And she responded: you're just like a fish that's not receptive to water. (One of the most memorable quotes! < 3) But it's true. It's true, and this year has been a really trying year, with everybody changing and growing up. Sometimes when you take into perspective all the other things that happen, change is a good thing, the best thing that ever happened. Sometimes, to adapt and evolve and survive, change is just inevitable. Inevitable, crucial, and necessary.

But once in my life I was the king of the Earth
Once in my life
I was.

I'm grateful for all the occurences that I had in my life, however brief they were.

Rayne
(I really did not say 49.)

2008-09-29T22:15:00.002+08:00

I can't concentrate!!!!

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
SZEMIN I KILLED MY ANKLE DAMN
it's on a strike

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
SEE LA NEVER TAKE CARE OF IT PROPERLY

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
it feels btw stiff, numb, excrutiating pain and oO
PLUS it's so funny feeling I can't control it

Julie's side:

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
anyway can you scold her D:
[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
haha ok

Sam's side:

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
YOU DON'T LET JULIE PIGGY BACK YOU

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
gosh you must say something in your funny voice

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
NO
SAM
or julie would say, STUPID SQUISH. oh dear haha I have that phrase stuck in my head!!!

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
why not -pout-
HAHA darnnnnn

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
oh dear it's ten!
never take care of your ankle!
and you are so UNREPENTANT
stop bothering about my stupid voice

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
BAHH it happens about thrice a year I'm used to it plus it's not like I'm running 10km anytime soon so it's okay

Julie's side:

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
samantha says (22:07):
I can okayyyy
I can walk
straight
[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
she isnt listening

Sam's side:

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
and you can't walk straight. WALKING STRAIGHT DOES NOT MEAN THAT YOUR ANKLE IS FINE. now stop being unrepentant and be contrite to julie

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
what's contrite mean

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
LISTEN TO HER.

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
tell her I'm doing polar coordinates assignment

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
NOT THAT KIND!!!!
you know what I mean!

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
leave it to the mute to do what she wants

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
JULIE YOU BISCUIT. D<

Julie's side:

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
I'M NOT A BISCUIT! SEE MY DN... BUGGY NOT BISCUIT
Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
ahahaha! A biscuit will always be a biscuit. BISCUIT NATURE DOES NOT CHANGE. A BISCUIT CANNOT CHANGE ITS CRUMBS.
[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
HMPH i am NOT a biscuit

Sam's side:

[c=#00E8A8]samantha[/c] says:
[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
stupid szemin
haha your name and szemin's name both got S!
haha
samantha says:
HAHA
SHUSH JULIE YOU BISCUIT
I shall call you that from now on

Julie's side:

Rayne; You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. says:
oy I'm not stupid! D: That's sam! Don't link my stupidity with hers!
alright, whatever you say, biscuit. :D

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
hmph
stupid squish + stupid szemin = stupid grp...
i just realised that the person who started the stupid julie biscuit thing also has a name starting with a S

Rayne; JULIE YOU BISCUIT. says:
o: who?

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
samantha says (22:27):
I GET IT OMG JULIE PLEASE SMACK ME TOMORROW
[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
i shall whack her right ankle

Rayne; JULIE YOU BISCUIT. says:
you seem destined to cross swords with S people

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
so she def cant try to walk (:

Rayne; JULIE YOU BISCUIT. says:
OKAY :D

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
SHIING

Rayne; JULIE YOU BISCUIT. says:
but you have to piggy back her!
OH OH OH
<3!!!!!!!

[Juliebuggy^1 = Juliebuggy] says:
ARGH SHIING WENT 'brilliant'
part [C] shiying says (22:33):
TELL HER ONCE SHE GETS BACK HER VOICE, FIRST WORDS SHE MUST UTTER WILL BE "JULIE BISCUIT!" smile

YAY SHIING! :D

Rayne

QUIZ.

2008-09-29T20:02:00.000+08:00

I'm putting off bio for just a while longer. o:

1. Spell your name without an A? Ryne Wong Sze Min? (YESYESYES I FINALLY GOT MY IC DONE TODAY. :D)

2. Are you single? Single what??? Single-celled? Single-eyed? Single-handed?

3. What's your favorite number? 16.

4. What's your favorite color[s]? Why do quizzes like to ask this question? Well I'm not sure, any colour that is appealing? I am partial towards forest green, sapphire blue, ruby red and emerald green though.

5. Least favorite color? Murky brown/green. The colour you get when you mix all of your left-over paints together.

6. What are you listening to? Always Getting Over You by Angela Ammons. I found it by sheer chance one day.

7. Are you happy with your life right now? I'm fine now, but it's liable to change.

8. What was/is your favorite subject in school? Oh I loved aesthetics when we still had it! Not D&T though, but the art and the cooking and the dance part. I used to love lit in sec one and the first half of sec two before I got demoralised. Right now it's history. :D

9. Do you shop at abercrombie? No.

10. Where do you wish you were right now? Several options. 1. Wales: dorm in Dale Fort Field Center or the pretty fields. 2. Ireland: fantastic hotel room in Dublin or dorm room in Enniskellen (CANNOT SPELL.) 3. Right here but doing something else like watching hanayoridango or reading or trying out photoshop. 4. Wherever you are. :D

11. What should you be doing right now? BIO.

12. Do you have a crush on anyone? DEFINE DEFINE DEFINE okay in your context yes, in my context no.

THE CANS:

13. Can you blow a bubble? YES. I love blowing bubble gum, although it keeps popping all over my face.

14. Can you touch your toes? When I bend my knees.

THE DIDS:

15. Did you ever want to be a doctor? Yup.

16. Do you like roller coasters? NOOO. D: Aha I remember a certain threat to drag me onto a roller coaster in sec one. I believed her. XD

17. Do you want to be a firefighter? No?

18. When was the last time you bought a clothing item? Hmmm, NPCC Sea shirt?

19. What was the last thing you drank? Water.

THE WHOS:

20. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? HAHAHA the lady from the photo shop asking me if I wanted it in a glossy or a matt finish.

21. Who was the last person to text you? Nancy.

22. What plans do you have for tonight? BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO

23. Do you hate liars? No. I don't think it's really fair to say "hate" when it is such a strong word, and my dislike of lying is subject to change. Depending on the circumstances. In any case I don't think I can hate something which is part of me as well, not without going through the whole guilt trip.

24. Do you prefer "sensitive boys"or "tough guys"? WHY must there be a choice?? Why can't guys be both?

25 . Do you prefer blonde or darkhaired boys? No preferance?

26. What have you done in your past that you regret? Plenty.

27. Do you have a guy best friend? No.

28. What do you want to be when you grow up? I don't know. This question sounds like my parents.

29. Have you ever kissed two people in one night? No.

30. Did you ever have your heart broken? Maybe?

31. Have you ever wanted someone but you knew you couldn't? Yes yes yes.

32. How are things between you and your parents? We're okay. I love the word okay. It is so ambiguous.

33. Do you like your life? It isn't too bad. (:

34. What is your fave food? Hmm, right now? I guess I kind of want ramen from Ajisen.

35. What is your favorite love movie? Many, but the most recent one which I liked a lot is Wall E.

36. Who do you know always has your back? :D

37. Do you forgive or forget? Forgive. I don't forget easily.

38. Do you have more friends that are girls or boys? Girls.

39. Has anyone close passed away? Yeah.

40. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head? ...So what else is new?

41. What color is your eyes? What colour ARE your eyes. Dark brown.

42. Have you ever had a good feeling about something and it turned out you were right? Sometimes, but rarely. My intuitions cannot be trusted!!!!!!!!!!!

43. Do you ever wish you were famous? Famous in the areas which i am proud of, yes.

44. Do you ever wish you were a boy? Yes. Sometimes. Being a girl just sets you up for heartbreak. But most of the time I like being a girl. It's fun, and you get to get away with loads of things. ;)

45. Do you ever hear a song that got stuck in your head? YES. TODAY. Which I could not sing because my voice left me. D:

Rayne

You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave.

2008-09-29T19:29:00.000+08:00

Somehow my cough took flight in the middle of the night and left me - not entirely, but enough to leave me in peace - but decided to take my voice along for the trip as well.

So I had to go around in school today without talking. Tricia laughed at me (hurrr D<) when she found out that I'd lost my voice, and it was hard trying to talk in class, because I had to get Mak and Tricia to talk for me instead. I pointed at the board and Mr G pointed all over the place except for the word which I was trying to ask him about. And then the misinterpretations because of the "language" barrier between the speaking and the non-speaking (me) which were funny but frustrating.

And then Sam, who had an ankle injury from PE today, kept trying to make me say something instead of nursing her ankle. Julie got the phrase "stupid squish" stuck in my head because Sam kept trying to walk properly on her ankle, the stubborn girl.

In fact the only people who heard me say something were Jazzu, Giam, Gracey, JX, Jess and Julie. The Gs and Js. The first four were to test out my voice to determine if I should even talk at all, and Julie heard me croak out my order for lunch. I had to ask Jess something during History and had to speak one octave higher to avoid the huskiness and it came out really sickeningly sweet. She was enthralled. o: And Sam kept bugging me more after that.

Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Though I eagerly await the day where they finally decide that they are not suited for each other and break up, so that my voice can come back to me. D:

Rayne

2008-09-28T18:57:00.001+08:00

Setting: Home.

Colour: BEAUTIFUL shade of evening sky.

Time: 6.57PM - whenever my eyelids are unable to prop themselves open.

Aim: Biology.

Default Setting: WTH every time encounters a new bio term/diagram/explanation/page.

Default Setting 2: COUGH.

Music: iTunes party shuffle.

Add-ons: Chewing gum.

Things Of Interest: -Nil-

OKAY. Ready, set, go.

Rayne

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,

2008-09-25T16:09:00.002+08:00

And it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.
There's a reason why people don't stay where they are,
Baby, sometimes, love just ain't enough.

I've been listening to this song for over a year. Still love it. And it still holds true.

You can name it something else and infuse in logic and common sense, give all the reasons and the symptoms and point out the differences and the case studies, but you can't change the way people feel. From Romeo and Juliet: A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. And so. You can't stop the way people think, nor the way they act. You cannot change the tumultous feelings, the struggle and the bittersweet pain. All the book could do was to point out how irrational and such a mistake this thing is, and people would comprehend. They would understand, could even list out and quote parts from the amazing, clear text in front of them, and they would still jump off the cliff anyway.

-

If someone had told me, a long time ago, that I would end up like this someday, I would've laughed right into their faces. Because I thought I knew myself better than anyone else did in this world. Well, apparently I didn't know myself enough back then, and even now.

Rayne

For the pursuit of Happiness.

2008-09-23T21:30:00.001+08:00

Taken in Dublin, Ireland.

Maybe happiness didn't have to be about the big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of small pleasures. Wearing slippers and watching the Miss Universe contest. Eating a brownie with vanilla ice cream. Getting to level seven in Dragon Master and knowing there were twenty more levels to go.

Maybe happiness was just a matter of the little upticks- the traffic signal that said "Walk" the second you go there- and downticks- the itch tag at the back of your collar- that happened to every person in the course of the day. Maybe everybody had the same allotted measure of happiness within each day.

Maybe it didn't matter if you were a world-famous heartthrob or a painful geek. Maybe it didn't matter if your friend was possibly dying.

Maybe you just got through it. Maybe that was all you could ask for.

--Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares (from Mak's blog)

When you see your happiness plotted out on a graph before you, and you go over all the bumps, the ups and downs and the scraggly line in between, retracing it with a finger on your memories, somehow you understand. And somehow it doesn't feel so bad to be unhappy, not that much anymore.

Rayne

2008-09-22T19:37:00.001+08:00

I don't know if you'd ever see this, but all the same

Thank you, Swetha. So much. I love you too. (:

2008-09-22T19:13:00.000+08:00

I am SUCH a hopeless cause.

But, today. Surprise, surprise.

Classic moment during Chem. We were going through the paper, and there was this question:

Fruit juices and fizzy drinks such as lemonade are often sold in aluminium cans. What is the most important reason why aluminium is a suitable metal?

A. Aluminium can be recycled.
B. Aluminium is a sturdy yet malleable metal
C. Aluminium is the most abundant metal in the Earth's crust
D. Aluminium is resistant to corrosion by acids and water

And from the back El's hand shot up, and we all heard her say, distinctly, "But Ms Goh, isn't the question subjective?"

I can't remember what expression Ms Goh had but I can imagine. XD

And then CLE, which made me really wonder why. What am I doing wrong? So easy to push it to something else: screwed application, screwed year, screwed schedule. And yet, and yet. We have our own conscience and personal pride to sate.

It was pleasantly warm today, not in the stifling sense which persisted two weeks ago. There was the sun, and there was the wind. I was grateful for both. I could've dozed off against the warm brick pillar but I didn't, only that my handwriting transfigured into little black scrawly spiders marching in crooked lines across the paper.

Such difference. Such predictable difference.

Rayne

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you?

2008-09-21T19:39:00.003+08:00

http://c-nozoic.blogspot.com/ >>Check out third post from the top (providing if she hadn't posted again), titled The Ultimate Evolution. Lynda why do you keep abridging your quotes?!

LOL the photo Lynda sent me which sparked off that convo was hilarious. JX laughed so hard in the midst of eating coated jelly beans.

So many things happened this week. I would've said that it was eventful, except that...well. You know. Clockwise moment cannot counteract the anti-clockwise moment. The structure was Unstable. (Still is.) I'm so proud of finally understanding moments in physics! :D With help from Yet Feng, my tution teacher, haha. In the midst of the exam I'm going to have her reasonable voice running through my head when I tackle the moments problem.

Yes, today's Sunday. And tomorrow will be Monday, all over again. I was asking Mak if it's better if we went round in routines or one neverending line, each day carrying a different title, each day wholly different from the next. Her answer was the same as mine. Well it wouldn't actually be plausible if we didn't have routines...I guess that's ingrained in us. Habits. People we want to see, day after day. It would be interesting, though. Which is why we get a mixture of both. And so we complain about the routines (the boring ones, like the timetable) and lament about the flowing of Time.

Just like that. This week's Monday would never be the same as tomorrow's Monday (thank goodness, I don't think I would want to go through this week ever again), and yet, similarities, a common trait which makes us all whine about the week ahead.

And so. I'm not letting on. (:

Robin Spielberg is so awesome. I seriously want to get her CD, but I can't find it anywhere. Improvisation on the Canon is amazing.

Rayne

2008-09-21T00:28:00.000+08:00

They're back!

< 3!

2008-09-12T22:39:00.003+08:00

It goes so deep. Deeper and more entangled than I'd ever imagined. This feeling won't last, I know, but it cultivates, and given the period of time...and yet, not a question of whether I will survive it, but how I'm going to survive it. I slept funny last night and woke up feeling all woozy. It seems to get worse every day...I think it accumulates. (I won't be surprised.) Funny how the slightest change makes everything else so different.

Must be nice to feel real.

Rayne

On the plus side, got free food today - gem biscuits (those with the yummy icing on top) during bio and oranges and eggs during physics. Mr Evans told us about how he loved this country and he's even got his own house, only it's not a house because it's not landed property but a condo, and then how it's not even the whole condo, he probably owns the bathroom and half the kitchen because of mortage. We were entertained. He predicted that we would have a sugar high during assembly because of all the icing that we were snuffling, but I wound up closing my eyes to listen to the speeches with my forehead pressed against Joong's back. Savoured half an egg after Ms Ning cut it with a knife to demonstrate pressure...somehow hard boiled eggs have such a distinct flavour of their own. Sam got into a mini-frenzy because some yolk fell into her pencil case when Ms Ning offered me the egg, because she is terribly adverse to eggs after boiling 50+ of them for her project. We refused to eat the last quarter of an orange, so she offered it to Ms Goh (we had chem after physics) who refused violently because she thought it terribly unhygenic. Ms Ning defiantly popped the whole quarter in her mouth and the orange skin widened her mouth into a maniac grin before she flew out of the class.

And this is life, every bit the physical meaning of the word.

...kinda makes you wanna...break into song?

2008-09-11T22:37:00.002+08:00

Yup. (:

Rayne

2008-09-09T22:25:00.001+08:00

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
There will be an answer. Let it be.

Simmering over it. It stings vaguely beneath the skin. This is really, really the worst. It's so ridiculously serious. The two parts of my reason are at war.

________? I don't know. If only there weren't school. Everything is SO much easier to deal with without school!

Who said that routines will make you feel normal? When you take the basic normality and the habit out of the routine, it turns so foreign, and yet everything else stays the same, only it feels as though your basic code has been altered down to its formula.

But. Respite. Okay, I understand, I'll take the rational advice.

Rayne

And who knows I might feel better, if I don't try and I don't hope.

2008-09-08T19:25:00.000+08:00

It's so easy - too easy - to give in to the insubstantial. To build them up and make them my sanctum. How easy it is to live in the shadows, where you can manipulate them like playthings.

-

I wish he hadn't told us. I wish I didn't have to know just how monstrous mankind could be, or how relieved I felt that it didn't happen to me or to anyone I know. Because it was still happening, and it didn't really matter whether it was someone I recognise, because ultimately, we are still human. Someone else whom had her own family, who once had her dreams, her loves, her beliefs.

He painted the scene for us, and even if he didn't show it, I could imagine it. Not the full grotesqueness of it - no, that is something I am unable to comprehend, but enough. Enough to realise, and to be saddened, horrified, disgusted, angered all at once. I think "appalled" is an understatement. And yet there's nothing, nothing we can do. Outside there are real underpriviledged people to advocate for, real problems which escalated out of control because of policies gone wrong, and we're stuck here, trying to finish our project just for the grades. I'm not above that.

I read somewhere, not too long ago, that beauty makes people stop in their tracks to admire, but pain, and anger, truly leaves an indelible mark on souls. Sometimes beauty is just too elusive and etheral for us to grasp. But our human hearts understand pain, and recognises it for what it is, and that's what makes a painting, a photo so much more haunting, so much more really beautiful. Because we can identify.

Perhaps so, and perhaps not.

-

It's time to wake up. I've been far too indulgent with myself to the point of believing.

Rayne

And so tell me -

2008-09-07T22:11:00.002+08:00

Who won't love to feel alive?

Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlegs...

2008-09-05T00:10:00.000+08:00

Yearbook 2006 is so funny! I'm currently scanning through it for inspiration and all the photos just bring back memories....the people and how much they've changed is just amazing. AND WHY IS ________ SO CUTE help me D: Not to say that she isn't cute now, but the magnitude of her cuteness is just so great then...oh dear haha I need HELP.

The Beatles make me laugh so much, except for Eleanor Rigby which is just really sad. Their songs and music are really cute. Eight Days A Week is so adorable! At least they're keeping me awake....it's so tiresome to not be able to fall asleep because if you get caught at it they make you stand up. I don't think they realised that we can also fall asleep on our feet as well? The ingenuity of today's generation...seizing every opportunity....to sleep, of course! It does work pretty well, just for a few seconds of blissful oblivion.

The mushrooms are out again! :D Near my house anyway. OH when we went back to PEPS WenJing and I saw this whole cluster growing in the school yard - small and blooming profusely, almost like wildflowers. They looked like a cloud. I can't decide which ones I like better - the tiny ones that persist in huddling together, or the big ones that grow at such a profuse rate that their caps curl up before they can straighten them out...

I've been writing a lot of rubbish down on paper (ACK ><) for the lack of nonsensical talk and intense boredom coupled with trying to combat sleep these past two days. I look at the things I've spewed out on paper and I cringe. Including that piece of lined A4 paper I rambled on in order to keep myself awake. (I'm so sorry when you receive it...I think it'll be terribly stupid and will corrupt your brain. D:) And now I have to straighten out my brain to get it working properly again, or I'll never get anything done.

Nights are amazing - I never seem to get anything done during the day, so the minimial that I do during the night makes me feel so accomplished. Not. Okay still in rubbish-mode...

My dreams are DISTURBING. They are such intruders..I feel like a voyeur on my own soul if not for the fact that it does seem awfully real. Not that I mind though...

Rayne

2008-09-03T20:11:00.002+08:00

Never. Again.

Not going to say more, because Misery grows and feeds on itself, and we won't want to ruin tomorrow would we, since we're going to do it all over again. Oh, joy.

I'll say this though: it's such a waste of good weather - yes I do mean the rain - because I had to shield my uniform to avoid getting it wet and so was not able to enjoy myself properly, squelchy shoes and all. It's such a pity. I was such in a rainy mood, too.

Rayne

Love is a many splendored thing

2008-09-01T23:59:00.002+08:00

And now the purple dusk of twilight time

Steals across the meadows of my heart

High up in the sky the little stars climb

Always reminding me that we're apart

Am listening to Nat King Cole. There's a certain charm in the way that he sings, and the words...they are devoid of guile, straightforward in its love, and sweet. Extremely so.

You wander down the lane and far away

Leaving me a song that will not die

Love is now the stardust of yesterday

The music of the years gone by

Even the heartbroken ones possess none of the anger and hatred and angst of today's songs....it is resigned, sad, regretful. Accepting. Letting go. They are beautiful.

Sometimes I wonder why I spend

The lonely night dreaming of a song

The melody haunts my reverie

And I am once again with you

When our love was new

And each kiss an inspiration

But that was long ago

Now my consolation

Is in the stardust of a song

They make such good love notes. Not that I've tried though.

Beside a garden wall

When stars are bright

You are in my arms

The nightingale tells his fairy tale

of paradise where roses grew

Though I dream in vain

In my heart it will remain

My stardust melody

The memory of love's refrain

Hilarity permeates even the bleakest of souls.

2008-08-31T21:55:00.006+08:00

Sigh. Lynda, Lynda, Lynda. XD

_monday mourning says:
ah fine >:
oh
MR EVANS SHOWED THAT TO UR CLASS????!

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
YES
HE DID
D: <

_monday mourning says:

AND I WAS IN THAT THAT THAT THAT POSITION DDDDD:

>>>:

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
remember he came into the room once????

_monday mourning says:
YESSSS

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
IN THE MORNING

_monday mourning says:
AND I DUCKED UNDER THE COVER

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
HAHA

_monday mourning says:
COS I WASNT DONE CHANGING

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
you were changing or something right??
YEAH
HAHA

I turned right over and pretended to sleep
HOW COULD HE JUST COME IN LIKE THAT
WHAT IF WE WERE ALL CHANGING
ARGH

_monday mourning says:
without knockcing!! > <

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

yeah!!!!

no warning!

_monday mourning says:

and he went into the girls bathroom!

when the water went out

he went in to investigate

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

well WE went into the men's bathroom

REALLY

ZOMG

_monday mourning says:

but like he just went in without warning

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

which girl's bathroom?

_monday mourning says:

the one at wales

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

HAHAHAHHA HAHAHAHAA

WAS THERE ANYONE INSIDE

ZOMG

HOW COULD HE??

_monday mourning says:

yeah i was inside

but outside waiting

You have successfully received C:\Users\USER\Documents\My Received Files\dorm people!.JPG from _monday mourning.

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

how is that a weird position?????

comparing to the rest of us?

_monday mourning says:

it's a weird position cos my legs were exposed!

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

noooo

you just look really comfy lounging there

not like us

i mean

we were hanging all over the plaace

and my legs qiao until like that???

_monday mourning says:

hahah at least they werent exposed!

i was smart enough to forget to bring my track pants for sleeping there

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

but you have nice legs!!!!!

wasn't it cold D:

I remember you wrapped yourself really snugly

like a cocoon

hee

_monday mourning says:

that's why i slept in my loose jeans for the first 2 days without heater

WHAAAT

COCOON??!

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

OH BUT CAN SEE YOUR SHORTS TAN

HAHAHAHHAA

_monday mourning says:

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

be proud you have a shorts tan!!!!

shows that you exercise a lot

hee

*snickers

_monday mourning says:

but they're ugly!

and obscene

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

nooo

you look the most normal

hee

_monday mourning says:

not funnyyy >:

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
XD!

_monday mourning says:
and the most indecent DD:

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
don't worry you have nice long legs.
noooo
nice long...tanned legs. mmm.

_monday mourning says:
hmm and whose yellow underwear was that on the right O:

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
HahahHAHAHAHHAHAHA
IT'S NOT UNDERWEAR
IT'S MY HANKY
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

OMG
HAHAHHAHHAHAHA
SUCH A BRIGHT COLOUR????

HAHAHAHAHHAAHA HAHAHAHHAHA
OMGOMG I CAN'T BREATHE
UNDERWEAR?!

_monday mourning says:
whats wrong with a yellow underwear!

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
IT'S TOO YELLOW
it's such a sunny...cheery yellow.
imagine wearing that sort of underwear. o.O
okaaaay
fine

_monday mourning says:
it's okay what!
triumph sells underwears of that colour

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
HAHA CAN YOU IMAGINE ME WEARING THAT UNDERWEAR
LOL
oh
well
but those are MEANT to be seen

_monday mourning says:

o_o

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
but
by

ahem
you know.

_monday mourning says:
huh ?

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
forget it
haha I'm reminded of what miss ___ said

_monday mourning says:
meant to be seen by what?

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
by WHO.
as in
those type of underwear
is meant to be seen.

_monday mourning says:
by urself so that u'll feel bright and cheerful in a yellow underwear

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

o_O
riiight

_monday mourning says:
HAHAHAHAHAHA
what did miss ____ say?

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
oh
she went to the departmental store in ireland to buy underwear, and she was talking about how these kind of underwear is good, because it's pure cotton
and then she went on talking about how singapore's was not, and how it's nicer, and um no allergies, and etc.

and then she said, "I'm a very PRACTICAL person. I don't buy those kind of underwear to show! I buy underwear to wear them."

***
_monday mourning says:
singapore has them!

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
yeah but expensive see.

_monday mourning says:
triumph has organic cotten underwears

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
o.O
it's more expensive isn't it.

_monday mourning says:
unbleached and organic
err
it's...around $10 i think

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
for one?!
?!?!?!

_monday mourning says:
yeah

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
should've asked ms ____ to buy more to stock up
hahahahah

_monday mourning says:
stock up?? for what?

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:
XD

since singapore's so ex
OMG I CAN JUST IMAGINE
HER HAVING THIS WHOLE STOCKPILE OF ORGANIC UNDERWEAR
oh crap. I meant organic cotton underwear
organic underwear reminds me of someone trying to grow underwear plants.
><

and sprinkling water on them...

_monday mourning says:

HAHAHAHA

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

and plucking them off the branches..

_monday mourning says:

okay can i post this convo

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

OY now you want to post it?!

_monday mourning says:

hehe

***

_monday mourning says:

ahah crap i just realised i have to censor off a lot of parts in our convo cos 1 or 2 guys read my blog

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA

WHO CARES

_monday mourning says:

I CARE OMG DO U WANT GUYS READING ABOUT UR UNDERWEAR????!

and i remember saying "________________"

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

YEAH YOU DID

HAHAH

I dunno, I don't mind

MY CONSCIENCE IS CLEAR.

yours is apparently, clouded by organic underwear

_monday mourning says:

U HAVE YELLOW UNDERWEAR!

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

I do NOT!

THAT IS MY HANKY!

_monday mourning says:

*sticks out tongue*

Rayne; Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day? says:

*sticks out tongue*

***

ABRIDGED VERSION. Unfortunately. Due to....personal concerns. XD

Rayne

You could be happy and I won't know;

2008-08-31T20:00:00.000+08:00

More than anything I want to see you girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

Go on, go on and JUMP.

2008-08-31T15:44:00.002+08:00

Happy birthday Noelle!

Gosh, boys are NOISY. I knew that already, but that was in primary school when my voice was as shrill as theirs, and my volume unchecked. They are perpetually shouting, screaming, whining, and every yell reverberates around the small room and dominates the conversation. We could scarcely hear ourselves. Teacher Stephanie looked distressed. Gabrielle was on the verge of throttling them - I could see her hands twitch.

I was exasperated, I guess, sometimes, but I couldn't help being amused as well. They reminded me of the rowdy boys I took charge of when I was ten. All sorts of nonsense - pulling girls' hair and yelling during assembly. I was furious. I took them aside, separated them, berated them, and they'd listen to me, grinning, and then go back to whatsoever they were doing. Day after day. But boys are boys, I suppose. Cocky and mischievous and impudent and hyper all wrapped in one.

I had the same conversation with two separate people without any prompting. Deja vu. I was struck by how similar they are, and yet, how different. In more ways than one. It's not only their personalities...but also my relationship with them.

Conversations are good, even with wild speculations. (XD) It keeps me from running circles around my brain. I'm not even sure if I'm improving or deproving....whatever it is, it is clear that I'm not stagnated. (..am I supposed to be happy?) Nothing's been concluded, and I'm starting to feel foolish at dredging up old, old memories, muddy sediments at the bottom of an otherwise clear river, just to look for that flicker of gold. Argh. My headache's back. Five days and counting!

It's not fair. Everywhere I look I see shadows. It's not fair at all.

I wish you were able to part the veil and unearth my thoughts.

Rayne

2008-08-29T23:47:00.001+08:00

I still don't understand.

どれほど愛しいと思ったんだろ...

2008-08-28T21:36:00.003+08:00

Replaced Robin Spielberg's One Last Look with Remembering You. Listen to it. I love her piano - it is so soothing.

Treading the line between Certainty and Uncertainty. At times I wonder if I've got my feet in both, and other times, neither. So many times I've thought that even if you knew - what of it? Almost reckless in my dismissal: so defiant, and so proud. But I know for sure that when the time came it would all come down to nothing, with everything to lose. It's a hard gamble, and one which I am sure that I've lost before it begins.

'Tis hard to believe that today's the last official day of the term. None of the atmosphere of holidaying...I guess we all knew what was in store for us this holiday. We gave Ms Goh the stamp today: the one that bears her trademark comment. ("You learnt this in sec one!") It'll be really ironic if next year she teaches us again and our papers are all stamped with the chop...She'll use it in gleeful abundance. :D

And, honestly? We all do things for a justifiable reason, and then, not all the time either. Sometimes, company just rejects me, and vice versa, I guess. Depending on the company. Not intentional; sometimes, I can't pay attention to where my feet carries me and at what speed.

Mostly because the attention is diverted to something else.

ARGH my head hurts. A dull, tremendous headache that refuses to go away. I hope I'll be able to sleep it off....it'll be terrible if the headache persists all the way back to PEPS.

Ciao, cara.

We learnt a little Italian in English today. And then afterwards, since it was Mr Evans' lesson, and he had asked us the previous lesson to greet us in something else than english because it was so monotonous (we greeted him in Chinese then), we greeted him in Italian. "Buon giorno, Signore Evans!" And then afterwards he got into the mood of languages and rattled off a phrase in Spanish, Welsh, than French. It was a supposedly really important phrase, so when we asked him for the meaning of it, we were staggered. He meant to ask for two beers, please.

...Yup. Really important phrase, that.

Which reminded me of something else. When Mr Ganesh went for the History Trip to France he wanted hot water, but being unable to speak in French, he went, "I want tea....without the tea, please." One of his best quotes so far!

:D (EXCEPT FOR THE HEADACHE. PLEASE, PLEASE GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE.)

Rayne

2008-08-27T16:10:00.002+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALVIN! <3

Congratulations on your graduation from a Tenner to a....Twenner. Um. Something like that...

Anyway the dust may just blow away, if you wait for a windy day

2008-08-26T19:34:00.002+08:00

I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.

"You're doing it again," I muttered.
His eyes opened wide with surprise. "What?"
"Dazzling me," I admitted, trying to concentrate as I looked back at him.
"Oh." He frowned.
"It's not your fault," I sighed. "You can't help it."

It's annoying, because whatever I read automatically gets translated through this perceptive filter in my head, so I end up doing weird things. (I'm so glad that I'm reading Twilight on my own, haha.)

Thanks Jess for sending me all four volumes. :D

Some people just have the most charming smile. It unnerves me sometimes. I get too distracted and tend to do something careless...like tripping. Or something as equally fumbling. Mr Evans said something about our genetic makeup which is entertaining and a little amusing because it's just that tiny bit relevant.

Although why I paid attention to it at the time that I did is...definitely, a pattern.

Hey, show some love, you aint so tough
Come fill my little world right up, right up
Someday you're going to realise
(I want you)
To fill my little world right up, right up, right up

I'm so glad that tests are over for the term. Now comes the harder part - the results. Although studying is hard, too.

I dreamt of the reactivity table last night! And when I woke up I unconsciously ran through it in my head. (SEE N I told you I would dream of chem.)

Rayne

A fortune of one that means less for some.

2008-08-24T22:24:00.004+08:00

For you, the world. Always. ;)

I LOVE this weather! Rain and coldness and hot chocolate and warm bed covers! Now if only I can get someone to cuddle with me to keep me warm... :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzoNInZ2ClQ Her voice is like cream.

The world's on fire and
It's more than I can handle
I'll tap into the water
I try to pull my ship
I try to bring more
More than I can handle
Bring it to the table
Bring what I am able

Rayne

2008-08-24T12:20:00.003+08:00

Enviable? Oh yes, definitely.

In you harbours a sanctuary where my thoughts lie.

Three days ago I passed by a pigeon lying on the way home. It tried to move its broken body when I got closer, but its eyes were wide and its breathing steady. Ants were already swarming around it, waiting to claim their prize while it's still fresh and warm. I reached out for it, but my fingers stalled halfway in the air, uncertain and helpless. I could've cried. I should've sat with it and prayed. I did neither. It was so hard to walk away, even harder when I realised there's nothing I could do for it. The hardest was knowing that the person whom I called for help silently was not there, and would never show up.

I wonder what was its last thought when it left, warmed by the baked curb, feeling the wind, soft as a caress ruffling its feathers, the last reminder of a past lifetime spent flying through the sky. I wonder who it thought of, and I wonder if the last thing it saw was a skewed angle of the world, a girl's back walking away from it.

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go. -Joshua 1:9

And thus it is so.

Rayne

2008-08-23T02:40:00.000+08:00

Hello, exigency. Meet the world.

Who wants to wrap around your dreams, and have you any dreams you'd like to sell?

2008-08-22T22:05:00.000+08:00

It's fun to dream consecutive nights, clear solid dreams, always about the same person. :D

There was once, after studying hard for logs, I actually dreamt about the world being measured in logs and bases...I was asking about the quality of a dress (inspired by Kushiel's Dart) and the person politely told me that it was log _____, and I remember nodded sagely and thinking that it was of fine quality indeed. XD

And then, much more recently, one day after the MPP debates I dreamt about the event again. In a good way, not the hectic rushing to get down all the names of the champions for the closing ceremony and being nervous at the podium. But it's all over! It was so draining. Amusing at some points, especially after JX mimicked the guy's lofty way of talking I couldn't stop laughing. But I was so scared of tripping and falling. >_< That was the first thing I did when I entered the room: unmindful of the slight rising at the door, I tripped over it spectacularly. Court shoes are a torture. Whosoever who invented them probably never ever had to wear them, or they would've burned up the design of the shoes instead of mass producing them.

Dreams which I can remember are so hard to come by! I can never remember them after an hour after I awake...most of it will be a blur already. But it's funny how random things intertwine in them. Last night it was the Catherine Tate Show..you know, Lauren Cooper. It was weird.

Wales presentation today...we cheered at adjacent slides and laughed at the others. It seems like another lifetime, even though it's been about two months? But so many things happened after that, so... Spent some time outside class reminiscing about the cutest things, like how Lynda pressed cube carrots into the mashed potato to make a smiley face and then having to take them out again, since it would be used for our breakfast, (I've got a photo of that one!) Lynda and Charmaine's food fights, waking up at 4 am to enquire sleepily about our ambitious plan to watch the sunrise, and when getting no answer, promptly went back to sleep again, and how the lower bunks' people kept hitting their heads on the upper bunks, and Shu whacking her head terribly hard on the ceiling, and Joy's clothesline sagging every time.

I guess...everybody has changed, some way or another, during this trip. It may be the environment, it may be the air, but we all did things that we wouldn't have done back here. Like talking to girls with beautiful blue eyes the colour of rain, taking photos with random strange people, being piggybacked, prank-calling, jumping up and down on the bed singing our hearts out. Ahaha! We should've got a video of it, but it would be so cringe-worthy. XD

But back to the dreams. I wonder if dream-catchers work: I've always wanted one, but ever since I saw a scary movie poster on dream-catchers (ARGH see how scary movies always spoil everything???? Photographs, lifts, schools, computers, dolls..and dream catchers as well?) and since then I never dared to get one. And if anyone tried to get me one I would probably bury it and it'll never see the light of day again.

Sometimes my fear can be so silly, but it is always so real for me.

I hope I can dream tonight again. It's wonderful to be able to dream!

Rayne

2008-08-21T16:55:00.002+08:00

I've been hearing many rumors about This Year. My mom warned me, because her colleague warned her, but I'd brushed it off because I was me, and not her colleague's daughter. And even if I did heed the warning I do not think that anything, anything could've prepared me for this.

The conclusion that Mak and I drew yesterday is terribly apt.

I wonder why it is so hard for not only us, but for every batch going through this stage. What makes this stage any different, or any worse, than any other stage that we've ever gone through?And yet in this case misery does not love company: it does not make things better knowing that you are in the ditch, and knowing that other people are alongside you in the ditch as well. Does not prevent me from asking the questions that I've kept asking myself.

Yet I will say this: it is good to be a kid. It is good to make mistakes, and learn from them, and make them again. It is good to be able to fall and stand up slowly, because we know that there is so much more to learn and know. It is good to sink into fits of depression, get out of the rutholes and appreciate life more.

It is good to be a kid because we know that these things, no matter how bad they are, will not last us for an entire lifetime. If our identities crumble, we'll built it up again. If our hearts break, we'll mend it, again, and again, and again.

One can always find beauty in the storm.

Of course there are the constants, the unchanging variables, the mundane routine. When everything's changing, we grab on to whatever's dear and familiar and cling on for life. Simple things. Trivial things. Silly little accidents that makes the day a tad brighter than it used to be.

It doesn't make me stronger, and it doesn't make me feel better, but it makes me laugh, even for that moment, and for now, that's enough.

Rayne

But seriously, watching your math teacher try to draw a perfect parallelogram on a scale on the board with various straight objects for more than seven minutes? Priceless.

Take my photo off the wall if it just won't sing for you.

2008-08-16T01:25:00.002+08:00

It's cute when people still do little things like carving names on trees (or in this case, cement), picking a flower along the way to fasten it to their shirt or hair, scrawling an untidy personal note on people's worksheets.

Sam, Jess and Pearlyn were so ecstatic at having completed their chinese pt that they tore up their scripts and planned to flush them down the toilet bowl, ("What if it floods?") eat it all (Pearlyn: I don't think I can stomach all the Chinese) or throw it into the air like confetti (Sam: I don't want to sweep it all up later!) So...they settled for throwing it all into the dustbin. :D

I still wonder what would've happened if I'd done the alternative. Always I forget that it is the minor things, the little sparkly impulses in the night that fizzles out during the day that matters. Sometimes it's okay to go crazy, yes? A medley of reasons and emotions tug at my soul. Irrational thoughts? You know, I can't really tell the difference anymore.

Another thought: I think romance stories are captivating because you're reading it from an objective viewpoint. Being able to see how the people involved feel for each other and the things that they do and think is really wonderful...seeing how it unfolds and blossoms is a beautiful thing. But being inside it is another matter altogether. Never really knowing, and never really having a way to confirm, until the spectacular end where your love sweeps you into his arms and professes undying love, haha. The stuff of fairytale endings.

So, won't you come to me tonight?

Friday was...slightly shy. Sometimes I don't even know what I'm doing!!! D:

(But what I decided to do the previous night...I did not regret it. Did you?)

Rayne

Only almost.

2008-08-13T22:27:00.001+08:00

I spent the most of english trying to explain my chosen topic to my groupmates and sussing out the differences for them. They were a receptive audience...even though I don't think they actually got the proper definition of it. XD

Physics, a new term defined: Power = Work overdone. (Instead of Work Done over Time.) Courtesy of Ms Ning. Well, it really explains a lot.

Ah, Michael Phelps just got another gold. He was obviously the crowd's favourite, and the camera had so many close-ups of him..it's terribly blatant. Imagine how the other swimmers feel! The camera lingers longer on him than anyone else. In any case he did it again, a clear win, and the audience cheered. To be expected, yes, but....everybody deserves some form of encouragement, isn't it?

I'm feeling oddly compassionate.

Had a brief affair with the flu bug somewhere after math and during history, so I was pretty sleepy. We had to answer this question on whether the revolution was influenced more by war or by individuals, and this was what happened:

Mak: WAR. War is the source of all evil!
Me: *dozing* Isn't that money?
Jess: Apparently I read somewhere that sex is the source of all evil.
Mak and Trica: o_O
Me: Well, there we go.
Jess: YOU can say it! :D
Mr G: Well? Are you done?
Jess: Yes!
Mr G: So which one is it?
Jess and me: XD!
Mak: Nonono it's WAR. War. War.
Tricia: D:

My seatmates are just so amazingly wonky and cute together. XD

There's this invisible timeline, which, when I cross, renders me more awake by the minute. Right now it's not happening...it's only 10.20 and I'm getting sleepier. I wish it would come soon, or I will never be able to concentrate on my chinese.

Shadows bleeding through the light
Where the love once shined so bright
Came without a reason
Don't let go on us tonight
Love's not always black and white
Haven't I always loved you?

Rayne

Haven't I always loved you?

2008-08-12T21:55:00.000+08:00

Last night's math convo with Mar.

Today prickled on my skin. Not unpleasantly...but it was not a very good sensation either. It was so vague, in a sense. Physics was terribly odd. After Math Tricia kept grinning at me - she'd just taught me the R&F theorem that morning, and it came out. (She tried to teach me over the phone, but I was too hassled to listen properly. XD) Kept gushing about how wonderful her god-brother is.

I wasn't really in the mood for anything. Sure there was stress, but not exam-stress, more of the stress that I was not stressing over exams as I should be. Somehow it doesn't really matter to me anymore.

Before Chem Prac we were watching Olympics Judo in the canteen, and the PE teachers were behind us and commenting on it too. Well...they can be pretty enthusiastic about some things too. XD

Can't be bothered to do anything, even though I know I'll suffer the repercussions tomorrow. Sigh. But I'll let it be. Tonight I just want to keep warm. Curl up in bed with good music and DT's book which persists on reflecting my thoughts like a mirror.

Rayne

Love, and love, and love.

2008-08-12T20:18:00.003+08:00

YES this is terribly behind but...

Last full day in Wales!

Another one of Mr E's doodles. The previous night I'd worn Brenda's toe socks and slippers to the lab, since I didn't want to change into my shoes. Mr Evans and Mr Cremona were very taken by the toe socks. Another girl had worn them too, so they lined us up side by side and took a picture of it.

The picture to the right was about stone-skipping. (:D) The previous day we had gone climbing onto cliffs to count rough periwinkles (which I didn't have photos of; I was scared that my camera would drop) and to pass the time Mr Evans started stone-skipping. He's really good at it. So naturally we all got interested and tried. One or two of us succeeded, but the rest couldn't. Neither could I. XD

And then, to get to the salt marsh, we had to cross Dale Ford Town. Lookee the pink house!

I remember the first time we came to this exact spot, where we knew almost no one save for our own friends in school, it was freezing cold and we had to load the luggage, and I was shivering terribly and my knees were shaking in my jeans. (The cold soaked through) The wind was spectacular then, being close to the sea, and I distinctly remember cussing, although maybe it was all done mentally.

I would've dearly loved to go down that path. It does look so inviting...and just that bit romantic.

See?? Pretty houses with flowers and grass and a proper gate with steps! And a chair-swing. This is what living should be like, not all glass and white curtains without lace that blocks off sunlight.

Bit of geog here: see the meandering river in the distance?

This girl had gorgeous dusky blue eyes the colour of rain....such a beautiful girl she was! I just had to ask for a picture, and then everybody started crowding round to take pictures of her too.

You can just tell which direction the wind is coming from, can't you!

...The house is the only one sturdy enough to resist the wind. o:

And so we begin our slippery, muddy track!
At first we thought they were carcasses of crabs, then Mr De Souza pointed out that they were the skins when the crabs moult, that's why they were all white. This place floods periodically when the tide comes in, so these piles of moulted skin are pretty common, even though we were still in fields. Well, fields with mud pools, that is.

And we had lunch! On the small hill, after crossing the Trench of Doom for the second time. Imagine! Lunch! On fields! Overlooking the estuary! Sitting on daisies! That, that was just wonderful.

Bang, Shona goes. :D

&Lynda can't eat neatly for nuts. o:

WELSH PONIES.

We spotted them in a field and just had to take photos of them. So while the rest were still eating Mr De Souza, Joy, Wan Ting, Mr Evans and I crept up silently to take photos before the crowd came and scared them all away.

Did I mention? They were simply adorable. :D

Although Magnificent may be a better word.

..Or beautiful. Yep, definitely beautiful.

It's the sky, and the sea, and the feeling of doing nothing but walking along drinking all of it in, savouring the freedom deep down in your bones.

And fishing! Imagine, fishing! Wonderful sport. Loads of patience, though. And a lot of talk.

I love taking photos of random people, just because of the looks on their faces.

Beautiful day for taking pictures. And we were waiting for everybody to take group photos before heading off for ice cream.

LOVELY walk. Would've been romantic with a certain person...but _____ wasn't on the trip. ): I can just imagine it though. <3

Our dinner table! With our table mates. Steph Emily Ashima Jess Giam Kyung Tae :D And I ate Kyun Tae's kimchi with the potatoes, haha.

Eight seagulls in a row. There were so many of them all over the place.

Washing out our waterproofs, after so many days of using them. Joy's trying to avoid being splashed by the hose. XD

First - and last - sunset we got to see in Wales. The prettiest sunset ever, and we watched it from beginning to end. Lynda set up her camera tripod and began click-clicking away, as usual. And then Mr Evans went around coercing people into touching the stinging nettle. o: HAHA Brenda kept touching it and going, "What! What! I don't feel anything!" until she touched one of the lower leaves and yelped.

Burger King sun! You have no idea how long I took just to get that shot, and by then it was almost gone, and Giam kept going, "Quick quick quick!!!" and I kept saying, "I'm trying!!!" while attempting to keep my hand steady.

Best dorm mates I could've asked for. Joy, Brenda, Giam, Lynda, Shu, Shona, I really miss sleeping with you. HAHA take in the state of our dorm room, but it's extremely cosy and really home-like, and I love it to bits.

The other day Mr Evans was in a photo mood and showed our bio class the other photo of our dorm room, where we were hanging all over the place from the beds. XD It was...interesting. (To say the least.)

Ireland was amazing, but Wales was special, and that made all the difference. (: Haha probably the next trip post would be in December, seeing how I take such a long time to do just one. o:

Rayne

2008-08-10T01:58:00.003+08:00

TWO IN THE MORNING WITH A GIRL WHO LIKES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MIKE-LESS FRIENDS.

Hahaaaa I can easily make a song out of this!

It's hard to type out words when you can just say them, and more expressively too.

Frameless heads on nameless walls/with eyes that watch the world/and can't forget.

2008-08-10T00:23:00.000+08:00

I doubt that I would ever love anyone as much as you.

But then again, what do we know? (:

Love stories are sweet, but multiplies in tenfold when it happens in reality. And (haha) Shichy asked me why, and this was the answer I gave him:

It is sweet because it is such a miracle. Love in stories and movies are planned by humans, but love in life is planned by God, and only with His hands can He create such a wonderful feeling, a joyous view to the world around us. Who said that food, water and air are the only things needed for us to survive? (Rhetorically.) Only with His grace and His love, in this chaotic world amongst all this mess, can two people meet and fall in love. And that, that is why it is such a miracle. There is no such thing as coincidence, only His will. Which is why I get so happy everytime I see you. (:

And he actually replied that it is a girl thing! D:<

The sweetness of it all. I'm just so happy for you.

Oh did I mention? Robin Spielberg captured my heart and refused to give it back. Sigh. The beauty of the piano. Forgot to search for her albums the last time at Borders, so I guess I'll do it again after exams.

If I closed my eyes I could just dream peacefully. It is a beautiful newborn morning, so silent and dark. Deceptive, almost. But today is Sunday, and the minutes are slowly ticking down.

Rayne

xoxo - you know you love me! :D

2008-08-08T23:37:00.001+08:00

Colonel Ishak was awesomely cool and understanding towards us in the military parade. His would-be ending line is so cute! (See title.) We are so lucky to get him for our guest of honor this year.

In a way community singing is fun, especially when people get hyped up and start jumping all over the place. :D The red balloons were really pretty but we weren't sitting where they threw the balloons down, and most people took them before they even reached our side.

The way he came up to us to peer curiously at us was very endearing. And the minute I beckoned him closer he fled like a startled sparrow to rejoin his companions. I concentrated more on them than I did on my book - him, with his big brown eyes and fine hair, an older boy with brown hair that curled nicely at the nape of his neck and their girl companion, her curls bouncing as she followed them around. The amazing trio. Extremely cute.

And aah, I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy because of some events. It's always lovely to know that there's love in this world. Watched Beijing Olympics just now - their uniformity and sheer magnitude is magnificent and..just a little bit scary. Does awe and fear come hand in hand? Sometimes I can almost believe that they do.

D.T's book is very...insightful. Well, we may be as unique as we can get, but in the end we are base human. That is something that will never change.

They can take the future that we'll never know
They can take the places that we said we will go
All the broken dreams take everything
Just take it away but they can never have yesterday.

Blogger's lack of security is scaring me. D:

And on a sidenote: it subdues me to know that the extent of my vocabulary is only that limited. Different degrees of scared-ness, and yet no words to express the differences. SIGH. Must read more.

Rayne

It will not be forgotten.

2008-08-05T19:08:00.004+08:00

Another post on Wales soon.

Assembly was wryly funny, when she commented on how our voices could be heard above the anthem. A shout of laughter rose up somewhere along my left, and Muni, Shan and I just started laughing crazily. Seeing as how yesterday turned out...I won't be surprised if our voices are permanently set to that volume already.

I wish they can just see how nonsensical their demands and some of their comments are. It borders on hilarity, if not for the fact that we are standing unmoving out there in the sweltering sun, being baked alive inside our uniforms, eyes blinded by sun spots. We may be children, we may be trained for this purpose, but that does not mean that you can abuse that role of ours.

Love this sentence from the Book: That which yields, is not always weak.

Kushiel's Dart is...not enlightening per se, but it sets me thinking, about past truths which I have found out by myself.

OH and rugby photos are on Tricia's Facebook, go see! :D

(Haha we tackled Mr Tan so many times. XD)

Army of blacks, peace bread land! <3

Rayne

2008-08-04T21:12:00.002+08:00

I'm bewildered, but I do not have the courage to clarify, because I'm afraid that I would go on ______ you even if all signs say that I shouldn't.

Darling, completely.

2008-08-03T22:45:00.002+08:00

Wonder why I've become like this. Such big plans, strong ambition, so clear and tangible that I know I could do it, know that it could be something I am proud of. But.

I think I dispense my Time as freely as I do my love. And now the extravagance of it all is coming back to haunt me.

And I'd have to move on, but I would not forget. It's a matter of self-pride and consience, I suppose. Like all things else I'm serious about. You can give me the praise of the world and the stars, but you can never change the look of my eyes while my heart says no.

Will have a self-to-self talk. When I have the time.

Rayne

2008-08-01T23:13:00.000+08:00

WHAT IS HER PROBLEM????

For a show that's about aliens, Torchwood is awfully human.

Koped from MakXW:

Remember, people will judge you by your actions, not your intentions. You may have a heart of gold -- but so does a hard-boiled egg.

Bad days are happening in rapid succession now. What actually constitutes a bad day anyway, and not a Bad Moment or a Bad Memory or a Bad Lesson or a Bad Feeling? Well. In the most literal sense of the word, bad day means...the day is bad. (Whole day? I suppose.)

Well then. To be precise and concise. It's been a baddayfromrecessdowntillnowbutmellowedoutsoitwouldnotbeabadNightandhopefullyI'lldreamsomethinggoodtooffsettheunhappiness.

It still gets to me, though. Even now.

More than the feeling of unhappiness is the feeling of distance. Something which cannot and will not go away.

Rayne

Coup de foudre

Snails see the benefits.

The wisdom of a fool won't set you free.

And it's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves,

With not much to lose, but so much to gain.

Don't let your life pass you by.

& we're so happy on our little piece of bread! <3

& we will put the lonesome on the shelf.

Are you in love with her? 'Cause it's that level of stupid.

Operation SecreT!

I won't promise the moon, but I promise to be here.

You have a way of coming easily to me.

But if distance is right I'd rather be wrong.

It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes.

You're cold, maybe you just missed the sun.

Pass the analytical knife.

But I've heard rumors of true reality;

A tentative give-and-take.

When I can't feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same.

All things weird and wonderful.

She's the one that makes my dreams;

We're only here a little while...

Meme!

Less is More.

What matters most is that we loved at all.

Lead Camp & NCO Camp '08!

And still somehow, it's love's illusions I recall.

Paint a picture-perfect smile.

I've never saw a blue like that before.

& it's open and endless as love is.

People come and go and walk away;

Guess who? :D

Now that she's back in the atmosphere with drops of jupiter in her hair, she acts like summer and walks like rain.

From me to you with looooooove.

With every breath I take.

Maybe love is just a requiem for the soul.

& I've seen heaven in your eyes.

Let's try to take it back before it all went wrong.

With all of my being, always, always.

Meme!

And how can I move on when I'm still in love with you?

You and I...are a partnership of destiny.

Hooooooosh puppies.

But once in my life...I was the king of the earth.

QUIZ.

You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave.

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,

For the pursuit of Happiness.

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you?

...kinda makes you wanna...break into song?

And who knows I might feel better, if I don't try and I don't hope.

And so tell me -

Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlegs...

Love is a many splendored thing

Hilarity permeates even the bleakest of souls.

You could be happy and I won't know;

Go on, go on and JUMP.

どれほど愛しいと 思ったんだろ...

Anyway the dust may just blow away, if you wait for a windy day

A fortune of one that means less for some.

Who wants to wrap around your dreams, and have you any dreams you'd like to sell?

Take my photo off the wall if it just won't sing for you.

Only almost.

Haven't I always loved you?

Love, and love, and love.

Frameless heads on nameless walls/with eyes that watch the world/and can't forget.

xoxo - you know you love me! :D

It will not be forgotten.

Darling, completely.

どれほど愛しいと思ったんだろ...