Everyone is singing The Beatles’ songs in class
..
I could get used to this.  :D:D :D


Your Anti Climactic Fortune

Deep into your future, I forsee: A creepy puppet

sigh, ah well.. 

This song was playing in my head during the AMaths test 

I Am A Rock- Simon and Garfunkel 
A winters day
In a deep and dark december;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Ive built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
Its laughter and its loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Dont talk of love,
But Ive heard the words before;
Its sleeping in my memory.
I wont disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

Hope it helped.

People! I am NOT stressed. Not at all!

I appreciate that everyone cares so much about my welfare, but THIS IS GETTING OUT OF HAND! I am in NO WAY stressed/on the verge of breaking down/ encountering massive work-pile ups and I never have been! 

no no no no no.

My tolerance is way way way higher, so don’t worry. The only thing that could probably be making me feel stressed is everyone else thinking I am stressed or overworked. I MOST DEFINITELY am not, honest to blog!( as Juno would say).

Four big tests and an oral exam before the end of years this year. Time flies by so fast, I can still remember living it up with Jenn after last years EOYs, running around Orchard Road and the Esplanade. Hope it’ll be as happy this year though.  

In my absolutely splendid life, I have such splendid friends who do such splendid things to further splendify my life. How splendid!  

Countdown to Rafiyat’s Birthday: 4 days  

Love you buckets, loon.

This is me. And this is you. 

Someday when I’m feeling low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow
Just thinking of you
And the way you looked tonight.

Finally…………

You’re back.

haha i notice that whenever Sharanya tags, she uses a different name. e.g Sharanya! shat run-ah, sharuknah..etc.. 

This morning, I was eating an apple. Suddenly, I felt this short piercing pain in my throat. My first thought was : “Oh no! I swallowed a bone”

Leadership is Key

Anticipate Change and Stay Relevant

Stake for everyone, Opportunities for all

Work for Reward, Reward for Work

I think this particular series of Batman movies is really amazing. There’s a sort of dark feel to the whole movie, perhaps it’s because the film quality is vastly different from the other Batman movies and everyone acts in .. shadows..
There’s all this hype over Ledger’s Joker and I suppose it really is an excellent performance. He made the Joker what I’d always imagined he’d be like when embodied on screen- a psychotic serial killer. He wasn’t a laugh to be had, he was intelligent, insanely witty, unbearably demented. Perfect. 

I was originally going to watch it with my brother but he ditched me for his friends :(  so now I’m going to watch it with my mom and dad. So here’s the list of movies: 

1. The Dark Knight 
2. The X Files: I want to believe

Here are the opening sequences for my favorite childhood tv shows. 


As Told By Ginger


Hey Arnold


The Adventures of Pete and Pete


Captain Planet 

 
Clarrisa Explains It All


Doug  


Reboot 


Xmen 


The Wild Thornberrys 

This is all too much, I want to cry! I miss my childhood So much.

I read that there’s someone in Singapore called Butter, like Butter on bread and croissants.

Then there’s someone called Lingual. Doesn’t that sound slippery and creamy like Linguine?

There was also an article about students not getting enough sleep, especially Primary School Students. The Straits Times conducted a survey and found out that the most number of kids in Primary School sleep for 8 hours or something and they still don’t find that enough.

How am I supposed to empathize? I feel like writing in to the Straits Times.