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Friday, December 26, 2003


oOps. Haven't been updating this page for a long long time. Well, this Christmas was a little busy. Heh.

Happy Birthday, Bernie!! Happy Boxing Day too!

Christmas Eve was quite good. Went over to my mum's office to get free lunch. Heard there's pizza, so I went over. Haha. -Glutton- In the end, they ordered that Singapore Sling which was 50% spicy. Argh~. Had to get all the chilli off the cheeze and all that. Then went to Bugis and took 170, went to time the trip to school for next year. Well, SBS website is a cheat, or maybe I was quite bad luck that day, keep meeting red lights. So the supposedly 19-minute trip turned to 40-minute trip. And it's really impossible to sleep along the way. If you miss a stop, that's the end. Haiz. So many schools along that area. Surely will have traffic jam every morning. -blehz- Then took 67 home, passed that Lor Marzuki, where Hannah's house is, then I thought of the crappy feng shui project we did at her house exactly a year ago. We keep doing our projects at some holiday's eve. Christmas eve, then New Year's eve and that satay ordering on some rainy nights then sending it to Coasta Sands. Haha. Sometimes think we both are quitegood partners, my lame ideas which sometimes turn successful and her hard work. Truthfully speaking, she typed for the entire project, I did all those craftwork. Haha. And we got full marks. Lalalala~

Then yesterday. Too many people came to my house, mostly my mum's and dad's friends. Then there were no girls to chat with me, so I had to listen to the adults talk about computers, beauty, blah blah blah. -nvm, used to it- Of course I became the victim most of the time. Yah, talk talk talk then direct to me. Haiz. Keep saying when I get married and all kinds of crap. But come to think of it, will I? Haha. At least, not a high possibility, unless I can become very forgetful. =) Then keep telling my parents that I may have a stead in my JC years. Yah right, not planning to have. Just study through these 2 years and get to some better Uni outside this SEA region. Then there was this Chinese High guy, who used to live in the unit above mine. Wah, he became..erm..quite handsome lah. But sadly, 2 years younger than me, got into through train. Whatever. Used to be quite close lah, when we were very young, until he moved to Bishan. So now it's like, I look at you, you look at me, silence. Haha.

Hannah sent me a Christmas card, haiz and the content..baka buta, made me cry. A little. She brought too much laughter and joy to my sec 4 life, really. Really laughed a lot because of her presence, that healed lots of psychological wounds in me. Well, she went off, and I nearly SMS-ed her 'Merry Christmas!' yesterday, but to realize, one of my best friends left me. [Hehe, I'll try to stop thinking about 'him...or them', ok?]

I start to worry I can't survive 7 days later. First, I've got to wake up superly early. And I won't know whether I'll mix with those people there, whether I get accepted there, since I'm more like the minority there. I'm afraid I can't catch up with those pros. I'm afraid I get too stressed out and my slight depression comes back again. [Yah, those jumping out of the window and get knocked down by a car things..] As you know, I'm a weakling, both outside and inside. I'm afraid I cannot take it. I sometimes see images of my future teacher tearing my work up. Hope not. Hope everything turns out fine there. And I got a feeling I'll get 13 points for O levels.

Useless me, still don't know what I want to be in the future, not even a single goal. At least that Chinese High guy wants to be some Internet Game champion and get $1 million dollars.