Keyboard

Inspired by Carolyn again, I'm going to list out the songs I know how to play on the piano.

Accompanist's version (without melody)
Apologise - OneRepublic (I guess)
Love Song - Sara Bareilles (except bridge)
If I Ain't Got You - Alicia Keys (I guess)
Came to My Rescue - Hillsong (for LoveMG)
Various chapel songs (for Chapel)

With melody
Tong Hua (it's actually quite simple, yeah)

I guess it's not that much.

Perhaps I need to learn more.

Bilingual

Referring to Carolyn's post "where would we be now?",

If you know two languages, there's probably one you're better at than the other.
And if you're equally good in both, there's one you usually think in and one you just talk in.

It's obvious which one I'm better at.

And yet I wish I was better at the other one.

(10 h 28 mins till 2009)

First Draft Completed

Okay, it's 1 am now, and I've just hammered out almost a page worth of why MGS should start a Chinese History class.

It's amazing that I'm actually writing FOR it. But thinking about it I can't actually see a credible reason why we shouldn't, even if I don't like it.

Ah well. Editing tomorrow.

I am so dead.

Figuratively.

I have been staring at this essay for at least an hour now and I've only finished the first paragraph.

And I seriously mean just staring at it. Not even distracted or anything.

I even have a guideline from my (sister's) tuition teacher and I'm just copying it out onto the screen and I don't know what to do next.

[screams]

Disappointed

I went to collect my Mplified CD today.

They said it would be recorded by the ALOUD! finalists, right?

(well, there was alumnae too)

And as it turns out, none of the group finalists were there.

As in, Juliet, Grace and Esther, Sixteen Seconds, Ice Waters.

Not even NGS or Improm2.

It's a little saddening.

So what do the group finalists get for their hard work?

Really makes me wonder

The most important thing about Christmas is not presents. It's Christ.

But the thing is, there's nothing fundamentally wrong with giving presents on Christmas Day. It's putting presents first that's the problem.

We're all happy for presents.

But I'm the most happy with the love that has been shown me. Both from my family, and from God.

Yeah...

Merry Christmas!

God bless everyone. Because really that's more important than what I'm gonna say next. So just read that

[not important things begin here]

I kinda got a lot of presents this year.

I think it's because this time we tried doing Secret Santa, but now everyone knows who their Secret Santas are.

So:

From my father:
The exact same Hallmark jewelry case I got last Christmas except it's black and doesn't have "Hallmark" on it =D
A mouse
A torchlight

From Secret Santa (father, though mother apparently stuffed some stuff in)
A bag of makeup (o_o)
THE DARK KNIGHT TWO-DISC DVD!

From my mother (she does a lot of shopping):
A bag
A pencil case
Rubik's Revolution Micro Edition
A Hello Kitty with no clothes on
A mirror
A Billabong lanyard
101 Secrets Every Teen Should Know

From both:
A mug with cows on it

From my sister:
An external number pad
The (mellifluous) Book of Hard Words

From my brother:
Nothing.

From my grandmother:
A jade pendant

From my cousins:
THIS HUGE MUG THAT WAS IN A MILK CARTON

From my uncle:
A table calendar! So cute!



This is what I got for them:

My father:
A toothbrush holder with an hourglass (BRUSH FOR THREE MINUTES!)

My mother:
A mirror clip clock (Basically a clock with a mirror and a clip thing)

My sister:
Don't Don (Super Junior's second album)
Rainism (As Secret Santa but she kinda found out pretty fast)

My brother:
Geomag (collaboration with sister)

My grandmother:
Perfume

I had a much lower budget than they did.

I'll probably do some belated shopping.

Other interesting things:

My sister gave my father a penguin water dispenser (as S. Santa).
She also gave him a toy gun with a six-bullet revolving barrel!
My brother also got a toy gun but not with the SIX-BULLET REVOLVING BARREL

We get each other very strange presents.

Thank you so much everyone
I'm so overwhelmed by the love you've shown me

Okay, I should sleep now.

Interactive Fiction

Have you ever tried playing text-based interactive fiction? It's really fun.

Try looking up Violet, Lost Pig, Child's Play or Suveh Nux on jayisgames.com. Follow walkthroughs or built-in hint systems (in the case of Violet and Suveh Nux). Seriously.

I'm just going to describe them briefly.

Violet: You are a male (or you can change the gender) graduate student trying to write 1000 words of your dissertation. If you don't, your girlfriend, Violet, is going to leave for Australia. The point of the game is to overcome various distractions. (My hint: BREAK THINGS.) Narrated by an imaginary Violet inside your head.

Lost Pig: You Grunk. Grunk orc working in farm. Grunk leave gate open. Pig escape. Grunk must come back with pig or not come back. Grunk sad. Grunk narrate.

Child's Play: You are a baby trying to get to your favourite toy from mom and mom's friends who keep taking it away from you. Using your extreme cunning and wit (?), make use of the parents, the other parents' children, your toys and the other children's toys to get your toy. Three chapters.

Suveh Nux: You are a magician's servant and have been locked into a vault. The only way to escape is to master a magical grammar system that can be found in a book on the shelf. Have fun.

Uh, okay.

Just look through them. It's fun.

Retrospective

All through my life, I've never actually been the same as everyone else.
Same being nothing to take note of, and to be worried about.

When I first entered MGS in Primary 1, I cried for three days straight.

I remember that in Primary 4, most of the people in class hated me.

In Primary 5, I was told that many people in my class found me "eccentric". I looked that word up in IT Club that afternoon.

In Primary 6, my best friend apologised for teasing me in Primary 4, and I didn't even remember her teasing me. I did remember other people though.

The nurses at the annual health checkup are going to be on alert for me next year, for reasons that may be obvious to some but that I choose to keep from revealing on the Internet.

My father has often called me insane.

My mother often remarks that there must be something wrong with me.

I've fretted over mental (and physical) disorders, and I still do.

I look back on the things I have done, even the littlest things and I have to cover my ears or plant my face into the pillow to stop myself from remembering them.

I feel so overwhelmed by guilt that Ihave to say sorry into the air even when no one is there.

Maybe I just have to accept that I will never be normal.
Or that I am and I just can't see that.
Or that no one is normal.

Normal being a wide range of... normality.

TMI

I'm still taking my medicine, but I just lost the ability to swallow pills.

I've taken to chewing the bigger ones.

It doesn't taste that bad.

EDIT: Regained ability to swallow pills.

Tagged by my sister.

1. What are you?
Human. Female. Young. -Ish. Unreasonably sad. I don't know why.

2. Nicknames?
I don't know.

3. Where do you live?
Singapore. In my brain. In my house. On Earth. In Asia. In the Malay Archipelago.

4. Do you like it there?
Yeah.

5. 3 favourite musicians:
Don't know

6. 3 musicians you hate:
Don't know

7. If you could have 1 super power, what would it be?
Telekinesis
Or technopathy (I don't know... it's just cool I guess)
Or flight. But technically that would come under telekinesis too.
Or I don't know.

8. What are you like when you’re happy?
I jump about.

9. What are you like when you’re sad?
I sit around and feel close to crying but I don't.

10. What are you like when you’re angry?
Majorly Pissed. Stay Away From Me.

11. Phrase you’re most likely to be caught saying:
I don't know. (As you can see.)

12. What are you most likely to be caught doing?
Computer maybe

13. Are you more of a geek or a sports jock?
Geek

14. What’s your favourite childhood movie?
I hear it was Pinocchio.

15. Who’s the last person you hugged?
Father. It's his birthday

16. What’s the first thing you say when you wake up?
I don't say anything. Or either that I say "I AM awake!" to the people who stick their heads in and... say to wake up?

17. What would you do or say to cheer someone up?
I'd pat them on the back. Or stroke their hair. Because I'm like that. I'm not sure.

18. Have you ever kissed someone of the same gender?
No.

19. What would your last meal on Earth be?
Knowing my family it woudl be rice, chicken and fish. But I'd like Italian food.

20. Where would you bring your first date?
I wouldn't.

21. If you had kids now, what would you want to name them?
My husband would decide.

22. If you were a member of the opposite gender for a day, what would you do?
I'd do things normally, except that I'd scream to everyone about how could it have happened.

23. If you could date one celebrity, who would it be?
I wouldn't.

24. If you could date one fictional character, who would it be?
I wouldn't.

25. What’s your favourite movie of all time?
The Dark Knight.

26.If you were a superhero, what would your name be?
My name would remain the same (now, CODENAME would be a different story. Or alias.)

27. What about a gangster name?
I wouldn't know.

28. Did you have an imaginary friend when you were small?
I had my dolls hold conversations in my head! But no

29. Do you sing in the shower?
Yeah

30. Do you dance like nobody's looking?
No.

Another quiz.

01. What have you been doing recently?
Taking medicine, watching movies, Internet... [sigh]

02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?
Sometimes, when battery is low and other things

03. What happened at 10.00am today?
I was sleeping. I'm still a little sick ;-;

04. When did you last cry?
[shuffles around 180 degrees on her virtual swivel chair and huddles up]

05. Believe in fate/destiny?
[is still huddled up in reaction from question 4] It depends.

06. What do you want in your life right now?
[turns around] That's private. [turns around again]

07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?
No hood. Umbrella. [swivels back to initial position]

08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?
A mattress.

09. What bottoms do you have on now?
B.U.M Equipment shorts

10. What does the nicest text in your inbox say?
"When I can't stand my surroundings & there is nothing I can do to change it, I withdraw within myself & I imagine I am a rock. A big rock. Solid, stable, nothing can move me or upset me. And that rock is Jesus for I am in him." - my Dad. I have it saved.

11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?
Yes

12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?
No

13. What was the last movie you caught?
In a cinema? Bolt

14. What are you proud of?
[swivels around again]

15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?
"i shouldn't say i told you so, should i?" - my sister

16. What was the last song you sang out loud?
I don't know.

17.Do you have any nicknames?
See above.

18. What does your last received text message say?
" Audi is in the spirit of giving. The year's best overtrade deals ever - this weekend only! Show this SMS & receive your mystery Christmas gift. Visit our showroom at 9 Leng Kee Rd today. " - SingTel

19. What time did you go to bed last night?
Near one am (we were waiting up for our father's birthday / playing Audition)

20. Are you currently happy?
[swivels away]

21. Who gives you the best advice?
My father. And Carolyn ^^. And my sister. And... many people.

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?
[shrug]

23. Who did you talk to on the phone last night?
No one. No talking.

24. Is anything bugging you right now?
Phlegm.

25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?
I can't... remember.

26. Do you wear toe socks?
Socks with toe things? Hardly.

27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?
My grandmother.

28. Have you ever had your heart broken?
Yeah, but not by breakups with boyfriends because I've never had one so

29. What annoys you most in a person?
I don't think I want to say.

30. Do you have a crush on anyone?
No.

31. Have you ever done cocaine?
No.

32. What is the colour of your room?
Off-white.

33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?
But people would ask me where I got the billion dollars.

34. Do you believe in the saying : talk is cheap?
I quote Jean's MSN display name once: "Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand."

35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?
Me

36. Who was the last person who hugged you?
My father; it's his birthday today.

37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?
Obviously the person who was kissed. Kissing brother, parents good night... etc.

38. Do you have a life?
[breathes]

39. Have you ever thought someone died, when they actually didn't?
I... think so.

40. What is the reason behind your profile song?
Profile song?

41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?
Uh, I can't remember.

42. Last time you smiled?
A while ago.

43. Have you changed this year?
I think I've become a little moodier

44. What are you listening to right now?
Left ear: my brother's music while he plays a game
Right ear (I have a one-eared ear phone): RazorTV - Front Seat (looking through N.E.mation! thingies that Jean just uploaded on her blog, but I have to go to the website because I can't see it.

Cabin Fever

I feel a little like a hermit.

I mean, everyone's going for outings and things like that, and I'm at home, taking medicine, watching some TV, Internet, etc. etc. etc.

But the class party was really fun 8D I still remember it. Thanks all you guys again ^^

In any case, I just asked my sister "When are you going to the Substation? [for her Higher Art thing] I can go with you."

Which is an almost definite sign of cabin fever. Which is made worse by being sick.

At least I'm going out tomorrow for my father's birthday.

Same old, same old.

I have a throat infection. Again. Which makes it the third one these past two years.

So I got the same old medicine.

I tried taking the Paracetamol, promptly threw up (no, actually it took a few minutes), then my mother started screaming, my grandmother gave me a towel, and I knelt in front of the toilet bowl and I noticed that I had expelled most of the Milo that I had drank during breakfast.

I've heard that you're supposed to avoid dairy products during such a period but my mother won't believe that. Guess I'll have to knuckle down and do it.

Everything else went down okay though.

Give me Panadol any day.

(although I do feel better now. And I'm sweating which means my fever's breaking already and that's good news. Okay, never mind.

Back to Reality

Well, I'm back. Back to my brother playing MapleStory all the time, back to my grandmother asking my sister for medicine, back to doing homework.

I lost the mindmap I started for Purification of Substances. Now I have to do it again.

I hate it when people cry. Because the older they get, the harder it is to make them cry. And there are a lot of older people in my family.

HELLOOOOOOO

I'M IN BINTAN NOW

AND THERE'S INTERNET

AND IT'S SURPRISING REALLY REALLY FAST

HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE

-hops around-

My mother has just completely and utterly humiliated me.

Even though there was no one around.

Hee

The Adventure Of The Wallaby

Him and Her were out for a furious Valentine's walk on a laptop. As they went, Her rested her hand on Him's fingernail. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so motherly, Him was filled with cautious dread.

"Do you suppose it's careful here?" he asked ecstatically.

"You affectionate silly," Her said, tickling Him with her thumbtack. "It's completely scintillating."

Just then, a fatherly wallaby leapt out from behind a WALL-E and spasmed Her in the nostril. "Aaargh!" Her screamed.

Things looked murderous. But Him, although he was lovely, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a DVD and, like a wave washing over a surface of something smooth, beat the wallaby sadly until it ran off. "That will teach you to spasm innocent people."

Then he clasped Her close. Her was bleeding joyfully. "My darling," Him said, and pressed his lips to Her's hair.

"I love you," Her said heavily, and expired in Him's arms.

Him never loved again.

The Careful Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Her and Him went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Her hit Him in his hair with a big cautious iceball. It hurt a lot, but Her kissed it lightly and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really motherly snow man!" Her said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Him said. "That would be more scintillating and politically correct."

"I know," Her said. "We can make a snow wallaby. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up ecstatically and made an affectionate snow wallaby. Her put on a WALL-E for the nostril. The wallaby was almost as big as Him.

"It looks murderous," Her said sadly. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Him said and held up a furious thumbtack. "I found this on a laptop." He put the thumbtack onto the wallaby's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the wallaby, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a wave washing over a surface of something smooth.

Him screamed joyfully and ran but the snow wallaby chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow wallaby spasmed him heavily.

"Nobody does that to my little Lovely DVD," Her screamed. She grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow wallaby through the fingernail. It fell down and Her kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Him said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The thumbtack lay in the yard until a fatherly child picked it up and took it home.


1000 WALL-E Wallabys

Him paced lightly back and forth. Fatherly dread filled his heart. Her should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like her to be late. Oh, my furious love, Him thought. Where could you be?

Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Her had been taken hostage by Murderous Hair, a supervillain who had the city in a state of scintillating terror. Him fainted dead away, like a wave washing over a surface of something smooth.

When he came to, there was a bump on his fingernail and the fatherly dread had returned. "Her, my affectionate honey bunny," he cried out sadly. "What is Murderous Hair doing to you?" Probably torturing her, laughing heavily as he spasmed her in the nostril.

In the midst of all the terror and tears, Him remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 WALL-E wallabys, then whatever you wish for will come true.

Him ordered in a supply of WALL-E and set to work, folding wallabys until his fingernail was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last wallaby when Her walked in the front door.

"Her!" Him screamed and threw himself into Her's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 WALL-E wallabys and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing on a laptop. He kissed Her ecstatically on the nostril.

"Actually," Her said, pulling away joyfully, "I was rescued by the Lovely DVD. He's a new superhero in town." Her sighed. "And he's really motherly."

The fatherly dread came back. "But you're careful to be back here with me, right?"

Her checked her watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Lovely DVD for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay cautious, baby." She left and the door banged behind her.

Him choked back a sob and started folding another wallaby. Then he went out and got drunk instead.

To Ecstatically Spasm

Him and Her were celebrating a furious Valentine's Day together. Him had cooked an affectionate dinner and they ate on a laptop by candlelight.

"My darling," Her said, stroking Him's hair, "I have something for you." She gave a box to Him. "It is but a cautious token of my motherly love."

Him opened the box. Inside was a murderous thumbtack! He gazed at it sadly. Then he gazed at Her sadly. "It's fatherly," Him said. "Come here and let me spasm you."

Just then, a lovely crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a wave washing over a surface of something smooth. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a scintillating voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Her read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."

They stared at each other joyfully as the crone cackled some more. Him's fingernail began to tremble. Then Her shrugged, pulled out a DVD, and hit the crone on her nostril. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Him said and kissed Her heavily. "This is a careful Valentine's Day!"

They lightly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they spasmed each other all night long.

Furious Lang Syne

Him sipped joyfully at his drink and stood furious behind a thumbtack. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel motherly and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how lovely his fingernail got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Him knew very well why he was at the party: to see Her.

Ah, Her. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her affectionate hair made Him's heart beat like a wave washing over a surface of something smooth.

But tonight everyone was masked. Him peered lightly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Her. There, he thought, the woman over by the WALL-E, the cautious one with the wallaby mask. It had to be Her. No one else could look so murderous, even in a wallaby mask.

She began to walk Him's way and Him started to panic. What if she actually talked to Him?

Her came right up to Him and Him thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Her said heavily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the DVD," Him said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so fatherly.

Just then, a careful voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Him's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Her might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Her swept Him into her arms, bent him on a laptop, and kissed Him ecstatically, slipping him the tongue and groping his nostril.

Him could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out sadly and pulled Her's mask off her face. It was Her! "I knew it was you," Him said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Her said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Him watched her go. She would be right back, Him was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.

And then they would fall in love.

Lightly Tripping

Him tripped along heavily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Her, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a wallaby hopping along, carrying a thumbtack in its mouth.

Him was almost on a laptop when he came across a furious cake, lying alone on a lovely plate. "That must be a treat from my careful bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked affectionate, so he ate it.

It gave him the most fatherly tingling sensation in his nostril. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Her.

When Her came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Him cried joyfully.

"Your hair! And your fingernail!" Her said. "They're murderous! Can't you feel it?"

Him felt his hair and his fingernail. They were indeed quite murderous. "Oh, no!" Him said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that furious cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Her said. "I got you a WALL-E. It must have been that cautious man who lives nearby. He acts a little ecstatically, ever since he spasmed a DVD."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Him sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Her said sadly, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your hair is really motherly like that."

"Really?" Him dried her tears. Him kissed Her and it was an entirely scintillating sensation, like a wave washing over a surface of something smooth.

They spent the night having entirely scintillating sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.

Random things.

1. "Beware of when you use words such as 'such'."
   
   Teeheeheeheehee
2. [twitches]
3. [on purpose]
4. [proceeds to bang out a second draft]
5. [decides to take great pleasure in the banging because it's fun!]
6. [scratches nose]
7. I'm almost completely convinced that I have some sort of mental illness.
   

i'm not there yet
G.
Sagittarius.
Singaporean.
MGS'01-'10
1.1, 2.2, 3.5, 4.3, 5.5, 6.2, 1G, 2G, 3G, 4G
MGS Drama Society Society of Dramatic Arts '07-'10.
ACS(I) 5.12'11 - 6.12'12.
ACSIS '11-'12.
!nk '11-'12
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