this year's coming to an end! for once, i am so glad. cause ***************************** won't be ************************ us anymore. yayayayayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~~ whoopeee. okay, i hope. anyway, what are we gonna have for english? really can't wait to get started on lessons! call me a nerd but i won't care! who am i gonna sit with? :D i know i'm gonna regret getting so worked up. yayyyyyyyyyyyy, THGN2!

i don't feel like dying back my hair. -.- "goodbye, my lover. goodbye, my friend. you have been the one, you have been the one for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

andddddddddddd, sorry to isabell again for cancelling our appointmentttttttttttttttt again! ):








kx just came back from her "school function". EWWWWWWW. anyway, i watched Death Note 2 yesterday and it was so amazing that the story was plotted really carefully. but the ending was screwed. hey, isabell, we'll go watch it next time, okay? i don't mind watching it twice, sorry for cancelling our outing over and over again. ):

CAN'T WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO START. i don't care if i have to wake up early. what matters is that THGN2 must be on 243! :D








weeeee, i bought the new uniform. super cool, can?! and the skirt is nice, unlike those ugly kinda plaited ones... yay. can't wait for school to start! anyway, we were in the toilet trying out the new uniform just in case it wasn't the right size. jiexin took this pail from one of the giant cubicles and said, "this is so disgusting," she turned it upside down and stood on it to check the skirt length. then that aunty who said tutik's shirt was a swear word came in and said, "why you stand on the pail?" but lucky she wasn't there to scold us. phewwwwww~~ met with peilin and talked about sec 1 life, then we ate at west mall (most boring place ever). anyway, i took a taxi home cause my mummy and i are going out real soon! when i entered the cab, the driver asked, "go which way ah?" and then i said, "the faster way," and he laughed. what so funny... the fare was $6.40 and i gave him $10. he gave me back $4, and i, unknowing of the change, just walked off. he honked and i had to go back and get the correct change. it was raining! stupiddddd.

p.s: jiexin's phone is $$. i wish i could sell it.

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yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. haha, someone's gonna slap me soonnnnn! cause i got N7390 and an ipod video~~ (: whoopee. no more tauntings from people about "lousy phone that turns itself on/off" or "chey. nano only what..."! |-Q








i hope you all know that pluto is now no longer a planet anymore... ): to think we had to memorise 7 planets when we were in p3! blahhhhhhhhh. anyway, i can't wait for tomorrow to come! went shopping today~~

YAY, NEW SCHOOL UNIFORMMMMMM. gosh, i seriously can't wait! i don't think i'm able to fall asleep tonight. this is gonna be soooo exciting! weet!

anyway, here's a really nice song and i think jiexin'll like it/already knows about it.
Relient K - Getting Into You.

When I made up my mind
And my heart along with that
To live not for myself
But yet for God
Somebody said
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
When I finally ironed out
All of my priorities
And asked God to remove the doubt
That makes me so unsure of these
Things I ask myself
I ask myself,
"Do you know what you are getting yourself into?"

I'm getting into You
Because You got to me
In a way words can't describe
I'm getting into You
Because I've got to be
You're essential to survive
I'm going to love You with my life

When He looked at me and said,
"I kind of view you as a son,"
And for a second our eyes met
And I met that with a question,
"Do You know what you are getting Yourself into?"

I've been a liar and I'll never amount to
The kind of person You deserve to worship You
You say You will not dwell on what I did but rather what I do
You say, "I love you and that's what you are getting yourself into."

You said, "I love you and that's what you are getting yourself into."








yay! i'm backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. the little puppies are kinda irritating, needing lulu's 24/7 attention... i hope we'll sell the pups really quickly before i develop any strong bonds between them. T-T although not having a bond with them and selling them still feels evil and heartwrenching, i don't have a choice! ): and when i entered the house, juju looked so... tiny. i mean, as in really, tiny kinda tiny! i must've been used to all the big dogs now that i've forgotten my mini (though not really for his breed) juju's size.

i can't wait to buy the school new uniform! exciteddddddddddddd as can be. :Q but i just can't seem to contact the two important people whom i want to buy the uniform with. -.- hmm. oh well. mummy's coming back tomorrow which means i have to go fetch her and not go to school to buy some uniform. man..

and my ex-maid, titik (1998-2002), called! OMG. she's out to hunt us down just cause we sacked her. i'm gonna die. she said she's working in sembawang! clara, watch out~~




MUMU! the pup i rescued. (:


lulu! cooped with the ducks! :o


blackie!


as you can guess, whitey. hahahaha.


luluuuuuuuuuuuuu~~


lucky!


i couldn't resist taking a pic with him! (:




*sits*


lily (male -.-).




the basketball that had a tragic death.


and the duel begins...


whitey taking the lead!




"come on, i'm ready!"


"I'M NOT!"


whitey: ):


mumu: >:-s






sand-covered after the match.

- no animals were harmed in the process of this 'match'.


best friends! (x


BOBBY.


lucky again.


click here to enlarge. this is soooo funny!






MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE! (:

deck the halls with boughs of holly,
fa la la la la la, la la la la~~~~

so, we're leaving tomorrow! yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. ): but i'm gonna miss all these dogs.
anyway, now that i'm happy and free, i'm gonna talk about p!atd. i came across this blog that wrote that it didn't understand why the title had anything to do with the song... hmm, how about Fall Out Boy's I Slept with a Member of Fall Out Boy and All I Got Was a Stupid Song Wrote About Me? i mean, that has no meaning either what... please, please, people. if you all don't like Panic! at the Disco,then shut up! what did they do to offend you and to let you comment until they were your dogs trained badly? don't find some lame excuses to prove that the song "has no meaning" okay? for facts about songs, go to songfacts.com.

random facts of I Write Sins, Not Tragedies.
- This title was inspired by the line in Douglas Coupland's book Shampoo Planet: "What I write are not sins, I write tragedies."
- This song takes place at a wedding. The groom hears that his bride is cheating on him from a discussion between a bridesmaid and a waiter. His instinct is to tells them to shut the door and keep it to themselves, but he wants to handle it himself and figure it out with "poise and rationality."
- The music video tells the story of a young couple getting married. The bride's family is prim and proper, while the groom's are crazy clowns - literally. In the end, they realize that maybe the idea of a marriage between them was only for the lust, not love, and the bride ends up cheating on the groom after an argument right before the wedding. The narrator is lead singer Brendon Urie, who acts as the groom's conscience.
- One of the instruments used in this song is an accordion. Guitarist Ryan Ross loves the accordion sound and is a big fan of movie soundtracks that use it like Amelie and Nightmare Before Christmas. There's also a harpsichord, which plays the opening notes.

grr. i'm angry. not really. i'm super hungry and i dunno where alex is. omg, food crisis. ): can't bear leaving lulu! (brunei's one/not sg)







GOOD NEWS, PEOPLE! lulu gave birth to 3 cute little puppies again!

anyway, we attended this bbq party! (: good thing daddy brought his digi-cam back from his worksite, or else there'll be no memorials! T-T






i didn't really want to post this picture but look at her face.


yeah... it's the same people over and over again.


LUCKYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~~





i aspire to be as dark as my dearest PA-PAAAAAAAAA.




spot the peanutttttttt M&M?


BDITW - Best Dog in the World! (besides juju, lulu, pupu and dudu)


okay, fine fine! so i did zipai/zilian-ed a little. but there was no one to take pics for meeeeeeeeeee. i so have a valid reason. ^_^

okay, the internet connection is kinda laggy right now... shall go watch spongebob squarepants! (: can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait to get back to singapore. will upload more pics when i get back to that clean and green country!







HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY, MY DEAREST AND BEST AND ONLY SISTER WE'VE EVER HAD, HERRINE CHUA KAI XINNNNNNNNNNN! (:

-KENNY&ALEX (the best siblings ever)






sup, people! i'm back from malaysia (but still in brunei)! anyway, we saw an actual car accident! a little girl broke her leg or something. blahhhhhhhhh. can't wait to get back to singapore to have juju back in my arms again.

p.s: excuse me for not putting up any avatars at the moment, kinda wastes precious time here. i'll do that as soon as i get back to singapore. ^_^








how come everyone's typing longggg posts?! grr. anyway, i still can't play softball here because:
a) kx complains that the ball is very hard, and concludes that it's metal.
b) alex=supersonic ball, which will in turn kill me.
c) can't throw against the wall cause the paint will peel off, i will get killed.
d) waiting for the pvc thing to come so that i can throw against it; which only God knows when it'll come.
e) it's forever raining here, and when i go out to play, mosquitoes attack!

anyway, went to Empire Hotel to eat. and kx's indonesian boyfriend was there! 0_0 okay okay, jks. chey, si lulu, i just brought him out to pee and he didn't come back. chey!

eh, ryan ross is cool! he used to look very ugly, and now it's like extreme makeover, man! |-Q

seriously speaking, i can't wait for school to start! :D

haha, i watched this mv and it was soooo funny! i dunno what's the artist's name already, but i was laughing throughout the whole thing. the woman's body was on a leg and the man's one was an arm. funny right? hahahahaha, they looked so stupid!

mumu is now inside the store where she can hide all she want. poor puppy, if she was left alone then she'd die cause she has no mother! T-T that reminds me of lulu! she's pregnantttttttttt. but mummy said to sell the puppies. NOOOOOOOOOO! sorry, peilin. Good Charlotte's Predictable. "false hopes high" duibuqi/gomenasai/sorry/paiseh!

i really intended on tidying up the house but we had to do something else today morning soooooo, yeah.

okay, Mar now! Panic! at the Disco K.A! :D






wahlao, today was super boring! went to daddy's worksite and played with the puppy there, whom i have named: mumu. -.- she's damn shy, and when i brought her home, she YELPED in horror at the alienation and hid under the car. oh man, i'm afraid lucky (a big dalmatian) will bite her. but he's actually a very nice dog once you get to know him. (: anyway, there's this dog, lulu (male), who sleeps with us! omg. it's really unusual for a dog to sleep with us. they usually are let out to run like some lunatics in the backyard. and we have 7 dogs here now. but 2 of them are still not familiar with me yet so they howl like crazy. ):

eh. i dyed my hair! omg, i'm not just-some-ah-lian okay?! this is, fashion. red, by the way. sian laaaaaaaaaaa, there's alot of things to do but i just wanna rot. tired already la. tsk, mar is nice hor. ryan ross is hot lor. okay, bye bye!








above: peilin's favourite - ray toro!
HELLOOOOOOOOOOO~~ :D i've reached brunei already! i mean, we landed like, yesterday night. the dogs here are so cute! shall post their pictures next time. and the ducks are boring. wooh, i watched mtv! i hope you all won't despise me anymore, jx and pl! (: yay, there's so many things to do here. what is singapore? yay, and alex permitted me to actually play his ps2! :o but he stopped my game so i gave up and came over to blog! ^_^ it's really rare, cause everyone'll be hogging the computer.

alex brought us out to shopping today. and we ate dimsum, yum yum! X-Q bought Step Up and it's only 3 dollars here! wow, peilin! that's even cheaper than your malaysia movie tickets to watch Casino Royale. hahahaha! it's sooooooooooooooooooooooo fun here, maybe becuase we're at the new house. i had fun exploring it, lol! oh man, alex wants to play wc (what so fun about it) already, so i can't blog anymore. shall keep updating, though!

p.s: don't miss me, people! cause i'm not missing you all! :D








double woots, i'm crazy over ryan ross from panic! at the disco! (:
yay, i'm leaving tonight! mar is so exciting that i watched from 3PM-12AM yesterday. 0_0 my eyeballs are popping out of my skull! mummy was in a fit when she called back today morning cause i accidentally hung up the phone. x_x but lucky she cooled down or else if we landed there, nobody'd pick us up from the airport! and there's really nothing left to eat at my house since the party at pasir ris! and you know what? i'm anticipating what i'll be eating on the plane! |-Q

air stewardess: chicken, beef or fish?
me: er, all!
air stewardess: that's ridiculous, you stupid girl.

lmao. that's funny. and the funniest part? i'm laughing at my own joke. oh, and i watched Accepted, thanks to kx for lending me. SO LONG, PEOPLE! :D








HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY, TAN PEILIN!

okay! so, i'm leaving for brunei tomorrow. oh man, kinda excited though i've been doing these for years. i have 2 luggages full... is it too much? but it's always better safe than sorry. and my deepest remorse that i can't attend training, yet i am secretly rejoicing inside. but i'll train hard in brunei, so no worries, people! i'll throw against the wall until the paint peels off, and till the cracks appear. wooh, i'll finally get to watch cartoon network, disney channel, nickelodeon and mtv there. yayayaya! :D the only thing i go there for. okay, maybe for the shoppings too. omg. talking about all these makes me so thrilled. can't wait.







CRY ME A LAKE!

WE LOST!
okay, that was sad. (:
oops. i meant ):
the below post is only for softballers.

so! we were to meet at clementi mrt station, and guess who i saw? THGN2/GJH! |-Q
nyahahahahaha, he looks ugly now. anyway, i was so scared that i'd gotten off the wrong station. so...
me: hello, rachel, where are you!
rachel: at home.
me: OH MY GOD! you're not coming?! ))))):
rachel: what la. my house at clementi only leh.

that was the first omen of the day. then it started drizzling. went to the toilet, and it was so dirty/E.X! blah blah blahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. took 196 to new town, cause there wasn't any 33 in sight. lol, and just when the bus was turning out, norfi said, "wtf, look at him run!" we turned and we saw him really running like some pathetic idiot, LOL! i'm not gonna mention who! :x (my lips are sealed)

so we played new town lor.
aes batter: *strike out*
new town's fielders: NICE SWING!
norfi: damn right, we have nice swings, what you gonna do?

wah, we laughed like crazy. and coach said, "this is not a laughing sessions ah, girls..." and we got serious. i got striked out and i hit the ball in the third inning but it was a grounder. ): sob sob. T-T
ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! te-ba-boom!
that was random.

oh, fk it. i forgot what i wanna blog about.
eh, here's the whole story.
(extract from The Horrible Histories: Terrible Tudors)

Perhaps William Shakespeare didn't write William Shakespeare's plays! Some very serious teachers believe that the man called Shakespeare could not have written plays. Why not? Because...
a. William Shakespeare's father could not read or write, nor could Shakespeare's children.
b. the few signatures of Shakespeare that remain show a very poor scrawl.
c. William Shakespeare was known in Stratford as a businessman, not a writer.
d. there are no manuscripts of Shakespeare's plays in the man's own handwriting - there are lots from other writers of the time.
e. he left no manuscripts in his will and no copies of his plays are mentioned as being in his house.
f. a monument put up in Stratford church 15 years after he died show his hand resting on a sack (a sign of a tradesman), not a pen.
g. there is no evidence, apart from the name, to link the Stratford actor/businessman with the playwright.

Professor Calvin Hoffman has studied the language used by writers. If you look at the way a writer uses words of a certain number of letters then you can recognise his writing. Every writer is different - just as everyone has different fingerprints. Yet Shakespeare's "fingerprint" is identical to that of another leading Elizabethan playwright, Christopher Marlowe.
So, did Marlowe write the plays and put William Shakespeare's name on them? Is it possible? No. Because, six months before Shakespeare's first publication, Christopher Marlowe is said to have been murdered.
Or was he...

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The murder of Christopher Marlowe?

The murderer's story.

Date: Wednesday 30 May 1593
Place: Eleanor Bull's Tavern, Deptford, London

Mrs Bull mopped at the spilt ale on the table with a dirty cloth. It dribbled onto the sawdust on the floor. Suddenly, three men clattered down the stairs and fell into the room. Three of the men she'd let the upstairs room to.
"Mrs Bull! Oh, Mrs Bull!" the skinny Ingram Frizer gasped as he clutched at his head.
"What's wrong?" the woman snapped. Frizer was a well-known trickster who'd tried to cheat her more than once.
The man took his hand away from his head. It was soaked in blood. "Murder!" he said hoarsely.
"Sit down," she said briskly. Frizer's two friends, Skeres and Poley, helped him to a bench. The woman mopped at the head wounds with her ale cloth and sniffed. "Not murder, Mr Frizer, just a couple of two inch cuts. You'll not die. Who did it?"
"Marlowe," the man moaned, "Christopher Marlowe."
The woman looked at the stairs and snatched a bread knife from the bar. "Roaming around stabbing people, is he?"
The wounded man shook his head slowly. "Not anymore, he's not."
Mrs Bull relaxed. "You overpowered him, then?"
Frizer's voice dropped to a whisper. "I killed him!"
The landlady grabbed the man by the collar and marched him towards the stairs. "Let's have a look at poor Mr Marlowe, shall we?" she demanded.
Frizer couldn't argue. Skeres and Poley lurked behind as she threw open the door.
The body lay on the floor. One lifeless eye started at the ceiling. The other was covered in blood from a neat wound just above it.
"I knew you were trouble, you three," the woman moaned. "That Mr Marlowe seemed such a nice young man. What happened?" She looked closely at the body and shook her head. "Doesn't look a bad enough wound to kill a man that quick," she muttered.
Frizer swayed and let himself fall onto the bed.
"He was lying here, on this bed. We had our backs to him, didn't we, Poley?"
Poley nodded. The local men said Poley made his money from spying. "Our backs to him," he said.
"Suddenly he jumped up from the bed, snatched my dagger and started stabbing at my head!" Frizer groaned. "I had Skeres on one side of me and Poley on the other. I couldn't get out of the way, could I?"
"He couldn't!" Skeres agreed. Everybody knew that Skeres was a cutpurse and a robber.
"If he attacked you from behind he could have killed you easily, not just scratched your scalp, Mr Frizer," the landlady argued.
"I moved," the man said lamely.
"Then he stabbed himself in the eye, did he?" Mrs Bull asked with a sneer.
"No!" Poley cried. "I managed to get the dagger from him. We struggled. It went into his eye by accident."
"A strange sort of accident. Doesn't look the sort of wound you'd get from a scuffle. Looks more like he was lying on his back when the knife went in," the woman said carefully.
The three men looked at each other nervously.
"Just one of those things," Poley mumbled.
"So what were you arguing about?" the landlady asked. " I didn't hear any argument."
"About the bill," Frizer said quickly.
"And why didn't your two friends help?" she asked suspiciously.
"It wasn't our argument," Skeres shrugged.
You'll hang for this, Mr Frizer," Mrs Bull said contentedly.
Frizer looked up slowly from the bed. A curious smile came over his face. "Oh no I won't Mrs Bull. Oh, no I won't."
And he didn't.

A strange sort of accident indeed. But the jury decided that was just what it was. You might have decided the same if you'd been on the jury. But looking back over 400 years you have a few more facts to go on. Here they are...
The powerful and important Sir Thomas Walsingham was a friend of all of the men and could have helped them get away with a plan such as this. Christopher Marlowe was certainly his closest friend.
Marlowe was in deep trouble at the time of his "death". His friend, Thomas Kyd, had just been arrested for having writings which said that Jesus was not the Son of God. The punishment for this was death. Kyd said the writings belonged to Christopher Marlowe! (It did Kyd no good - he died after being "put to torture" in prison a year later.)
Fruzer went back to work for Walsingham after he had been tried for the murder of Marlowe.
So what happened in Mrs Bull's tavern that day? If you don't believe Frizer's story, here are two other stories that fits the facts...

The execution theory
Marlowe had been careless. He'd left those writings in Kyd's room. Marlowe would be arrested and executed. Marlowe was good as dead.
Kyd had accused Marlowe. But if Marlowe went to court he mght have brought Sir Thomas Walsingham into all this. That would never have done.
Sir Thomas called his three loyal cut-thorats to him. He gave them orders, "Kill Marlowe and I will reward you well. Make it look like an accident and I'll use all my power to make sure the court lets you go free."
The three agreed to meet Marlowe in the tavern. As the playwright lay drunk on his bed, Skeres and Poley held him down while Frizer pushed the knife into his eye. Skeres or Poley then gave Frizer a couple of cuts on the head to back up their story of a fight.
Or...

The escape theory
Sir Thomas Walsingham was a great friend of Christopher Marlowe. He heard that Marlowe was about to be arrested for a crime that could lead to his execution. Sir Thomas wanted to protect his friend.
He called the four men to his house and told them about his plan. Marlowe must leave the country as soon as possible. As soon as he was safe abroad the other three must take a stranger to Mrs Bull's tavern and kill him.
After the murder, Frizer must confess. Say it was a fight and that "Marlowe" had been killed. When a man owns up to the murder, the constables are interested in establishing the killer - not the identity of the victim. The stranger was buried in a grave named "Christopher Marlowe" and the real Marlowe was safe.
Of course, the real Marlowe was a successful playwright. Imagine Marlowe wants to go on writing plays. So he does. He sends them to Walsingham. Walsingham gives them to an actor. An ambitious young man who happily signs his own name to Marlowe's plays.
He signs them, "William Shakespeare".

(end of extract)

gan cheong queen rachel chan!: DING DANG DONG DUNG!

NORFI wonders who batista and john cena are.





OH OH OH OH OH TODAY NORFI BROUGHT THAT DIVINE CHEESECAKE THAT SHE MADE HERSELF. OMG. I'M SALIVATING ON MY SHORTS.








wooooooooooooohhhh lucas grabeel=buckets of drool. |-Q (unconcious drooling)
ow, a tiny bit of my skin tore out of my left feet. lucky i didn't sprain my ankle. or else, tomorrow=deep shit.
i think coach was lying when he said we could train our fielding at home. i threw against the wall and the impact was RESOUNDING through the whole house. so i had to throw against my leather sofa instead, which i found out to be kinda exciting but tiring shortly after. i got bored of it so i went out to the living room to practice batting! big mistake. i tried pepper on the NORMAL softball balls, and it nearly hit one of the ornaments! :o tutik turned out to be quite a good tosser. oh, call me an abuser, won't you? we tried ping pong balls, but it was sooooooo tiny so i tried for the fake softball. it was just nice, if only it hadn't hit kx's door. she forbade me from continuing and grounded me for my whole life.
there's nothing more to blog about, except that tom felton is scorchingly hot.
and someone who's very good at influencing people made me feel that way much more even after i rated him hot, hot, hot.
NORFIDIANA NORROLLAH!



oh, look look! felton's all alone, cause he's evil and that's how he roll, yo!
don't forget i have an immense addiction towards sinister human beings.
click here to view his super hotness more clearly!
rebellious boyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! |-Q

wooh, *sizzle*.

eh, eh. click here to look at an extremely gross picture, but don't say you haven't been warned! and i think i takes quite a while to load, cause the movements are actually fast but when you click on them, they're like slow-mo.

super irritating pic below!


anyway, the match's tomorrow.

WIN AES!









WARGHHHHHHHHH! SOMEBODY PEEL ME OFF THIS DAMNED COMPUTER, PLEASE!

i swore, i swore, i swore not to use the computer until sunday night! but i just couldn't resist the temptation!
today's training slacker than the previous, but tiring all the same. my rashes are starting to scar! >:-((((((((( it was the boots which made it bleed! and and and, i threw with NORFI and her ball hit my shin! yay, now i can show you people how scary her balls are. it's really hard to see the orh-ceh since i am a living orh-ceh. do you get it?

training starts at 9 but i reached there at 7:50! hahahahaha! kiasu me. but it's better to be safe than sorry hor!
went to macs with NORFI and we drank coke like some drug addicts! coke is a drug. 's name. HAHAH.

people are asking me to buy souvenirs for them, which is like, kinda hilarious, cause, HELLO! it's brunei, not australia. unless you want me to bring some oil in an ice-moutain bottle. oh, or maybe the minature replica of the giant mosque?

NANTI UJAN TUTUP PINTU!
okay? byebye.