Fulfilling Life's Destiny

1. Trials are over.
2. Music exam is over.
3. Term break is almost over.
4. PMR is almost approaching.
5. I think I've gotten over blogging.

:(

Recorder competition is tomorrow and I'm still sitting here typing this out although I'm supposed to be staring at my score, trying to memorise the notes.

...to school was harder than I anticipated.

Sunday night was horrible. I think I only managed to close my eyes at 3 in the morning before opening them again at 6am.

But school is kinda fun nowadays, as we're not studying much yet. I declare, it doesn't even feel as though we're Form 3s who are gonna sit for that PMR in 4 months time. Sorry F3s, I just had to remind myself.

Students from my class currently spend their 7 hours in school:

1. Talking in class about random stuff while the teacher tries to mark the exam papers in a noisy classroom. *Hangs head guiltily*


2. Blowing extremely big and heavy and I'm not exaggerating! bass recorders in the music room. Thanks to Eleasha Chew! Grrr...

3. Sleeping at the back of class, especially during Sejarah lessons! You know who you are :)


4. Cheerleaders practicing for cheer in the gym. Go Vivacious!

We still study sometimes, especially during Science where it would be a miracle if teacher was absent/decided not to teach. And on the rare occasions where my other teachers decide to take a break from marking our test papers and teach, half the class would invariably disappear to collect money/find teachers and seniors/practice for competitions/sleep.


So many people are not in class most of the time as everyone is busy preparing for some competition or another. I really hope that all of us will do well for PMR this year as the students last year didn't, due to all of their activities.

Time to start mugging at my books again!

Better blog before this before school starts as I'll have less time when it does. Finishing assignments and folios, running all over the place like a headless chicken, doing jobs and duties, and most importantly studying for that dreaded PMR. Hey, that's a normal schoolgirl's life.

Okay, so I do admit that I was a leetle bit too skeptical about watching this movie. Hannah Montana? Definitely NOT my type!


But that was before I watched the movie. It was hilarious. And I especially loved the country music sung by Taylor Swift and Rascal Flatts. Not forgetting songs such as Butterfly Fly Away, The Climb and Hoedown Throwdown by Hannah herself, or should I saw Miley?

Anyway, I was rather surprised to find that the only cinema showing the movie was GSC in Gurney Plaza. And the small cinema hall wasn't exactly that full either. Well, at least I don't regret watching this movie at all!

Yeah. So I finally watched the movie. A few weeks later after the release thanks to its 18PL ratings.
But seriously, there's nothing wrong with it other than it's rather violent brandings and murders and conspiracy theories.

Oh, before I forget, Tom Hanks has an improved hairstyle in this movie. But the lead actress was rather dull and did not add much value to the show. I liked the Camerlengo who was a good actor as he managed to switch characters so easily until I could not decide for myself whether he was the good guy or the villain.

Overall, the movie is so much better compared to the Da Vinci Code as it was more fast paced with less boring moments. A must watch!

During our English lesson in school, we were asked to write a paragraph about a job description. This is my paragraph here, original and straight from my book.

Enjoy!

Instruction: Write a paragraph about a job description, what you want to be when you grow up. Begin with I want to be a ~. Explain why and how.

I want to be a wannabe because I want the best in life! To have a great time and be the heart and soul of a party. I want to strut down the catwalk in Paris, New York and London. Most importantly, I think I have what it takes to be a wannabe as I have loads of wannabe friends too! As they say, imitation is the best flattery and so, it looks as if I'm already on my way to superstardom!

Goodbye Paris, Hello Helen!


Just kidding! Happy April's Fool :)

PS: I hope teacher won't faint when she reads this!

Whee! Exams are over!

Actually, at the point of writing, I have a Grade 8 ABRSM Theory Exam tomorrow morning, but oh well, if I don't take the time to post this, it may never see the light of the day.

This piece of literature here has been on my computer for 2 weeks because I had no time to publish this thanks to the intense cramming I did during my exams.

Anyway, here's an interesting story/conversation/literature which will make you ache from laughter or stare blankly wondering if we are out of our minds.

Note
Yours truly: Normal
Lilypad: Italics
Blush Queen: Bold

I haven't blogged in a long time and I don't think I want to blog now.

But since I'm in school and have nothing better to do, why not?

Okay.

So here it goes.

Lilypad just said that she willingly marry a rich guy for "equipment".

Hmm....what "equipment"? That sounds so wrong...

(Video equipment so I can do AWESOME films on all of you.)

No wait.. She thought about it and then she said that she also wants a WHOLESOME guy. Both criterias - important.

A wholesome guy? Is that even possible to find?

Here is Lilypad's definition of wholesome guys - Lilypad is currently not available. She is sitting on her leaf in the frog pond smoking bananas. (Is there nicotine in them??)

Okayyyy, fine. Since we're not getting anywhere, why don't we switch direction and head 180 degrees southwards!

Here we go!

Plurk....doesn't that word just give you ideas of a certain someone?

Strangely enough, that word Plurk seems to conjure certain images cast in a very pink, romantic light.

Hmmm...

It talks of the first whispers of romance, one's knight in shining armour, the rose-bud tinted pages of girlhood and the rosy blush which shadows one's face when comrades very slyly give subtle hints and knowing looks. *nudge, nudge* *ahem...ahem*

Oh yes, I know about that, cos I'm one of the comrades involved in the teasing...

But of course, I'm not in the position to tell further. Why don't we just go straight to the source herself, Blush Queen?

So, Blush Queen, what do you have to say?

Firstly, Plurk is not as you described. And also I am wondering what those comrades of mine are whispering behind me. I learnt from someone.. " Why bother denying something if its not true?" So like the phrase says.. I am not gonna deny anything if there is nothing to deny..

So you're implying that every thing's true then? That you have a significant other?

How can I be implying that everything is true when I for one never said anything at all?

Since the gist of the two lines above is basically : How can you say it is not true when it's true AND How can you say it's true when it's not true?

(Wait, so do you even get that?)

If words cannot portray the blatant truth, let us now use the aid of expression. If I had a camera now (which I most unfortunately don't), you would thrill to the great, HUGE blush that has crept on her face. It's like TOMATO RED!! You get it? Tomato. And tomatoes=VERY RED.

It doesn't stop there. Blush Queen hasn't stopped laughing and giggling and giving herself little assuring smiles. I bet her heart is beating a million times a second, cartwheeling and doing 1000 meter high somersaults.

WOW!

That's the power of love :)

Firstly... OMG!!! Expression? That ain't fair. I do not look like a tomato nor do I match the colour of a tomato. I do not and am not giving myself reassuring smiles. My laughing would result in my turning crazy due to the exams. My heart is beating like a normal "human heart" unlike Lilypad's heart which can beat a million times a second. and also my heart cannot cartwheel due to the fact that it is caged in my body protected my my ribs. (science fact)

Not because someone has locked up your heart and kept the key with him? Are you sure? And you have been very good-natured lately, with all your I love yous in Plurk. if you want rock solid proof, all you have to do is pay a visit to our dear Blush Queen's Plurk for all the juicy details.

What are you trying to do? and no.. no.. and yes i am sure no one has done that or anything like that whatsoever. Isn't it good to be good-natured? Would you prefer me like the last time? My Plurk is my thoughts and people would do well to leave it alone.

Your argument is kind of weak. Haha. I think I know why. Simply because the truth is the truth and the truth shall set you free :)

And because this is like getting really redundant, let's rest the case until further proof surfaces :) :)

That sounds awesome.. =)
Moving on..

Helen I'm bored TELL ME A STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

One day, there lived a girl called Eleasha. She was fat and stout and lived in a teapot. She had bad grammar and always needed to be corrected by her darling-ish friends. Before going to bed in her cottage every night, she fries two fish. Oh, who's the other fish for? Someone else? And she can cook????

Didn't you know of my awesome cooking skills? I can even fry the entire house in two minutes. That reminds me, we have a cooking class later. I wonder if she will surprise us with her culinary skills and serve us fine-dining style.

BOREDOM IS KILLING.VERY KILLING.

Eleasha, I'm super borrrreeeeddddd....... TELL ME A BETTER STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

One starry night, two figures strode up Helen's doorstep. One was slender and slim, the other firm and muscular. They were Blush Queen and Ahem..ahem :)

So, Helen being very hospitable and very eager to know why these two people were together ON HER DOORSTEP ON A STARRY NIGHT, prepared a steaming, piping hot pot of tofu char. (EWWWWWW.... Digusting. How 'nice' of you Helen..)

She sat them down right away but there was ONE PROBLEM. There was only two chairs in the entire house and Helen needed to sit on a chair as she was VERY TALL. If she stood up, there would be a hole in her roof. So, the big question was this: Who would get the chair???

She was about to ask them to play 'Scissors, Paper, Stone' when she realised that they were totally absorbed in each other.

THE END

Moral of the story
Number 1: Don't cook tofu char for guests. It makes them ickyy-bicky-ishly romantic :)
Number 2: Buy more chairs
Number 3: Love is so CUTE!!

This was written by yours truly, Lilypad and Blush Queen in a fit of boredom and randomness during IT class.

Hope this made you feel better!

Sorry, I know I've been neglecting my blog lately, but I've been really busy with a lot of things.

Oops, I meant finishing my pile of homework, practicing my music, studying, completing assignments, doing my duties and generally being a very good girl.

*Faints*

Anyway, here is this short and random post for now.

10 Interesting/Funny/Insulting Quotes I Have Heard/Received Recently

# 1 I like to kiss. It's faster and easier. The person who said this was referring to her pet on Pet Society, Facebook. But still, another friend only heard these 2 sentences and thought of the worst.

# 2 You like David Archuleta just because his cute. Obviously the person who told me that preferred David Cook. And is also a guy. Excuse me!!! David A can sing!!!! Much better than David C! So there. Humph!

# 3 I think I do flirt subconsciously. Aha! That proves my theory! Never knew that was possible, didn't you? But it seems there are some people who are good at this!

# 4 I am gay as in happy. Hmmm. That makes me wonder. Are you straight or what? Why bother acknowledging something if it isn't true? Anyway, this statement created lots of responses. Whether positive or negative, that's for you to find out.

# 5 I hate Maths. Oh-my-gosh! How can you say that? And you are a so called top student! Maths is fun and enjoyable and relaxing and easy. *Grins* But obviously, I'm very biased.

# 6 I didn't recognise you until much later. Gosh! And you've known me since I was born. But it's not really your fault anyway. I did look and act differently.

# 7 Eh, I love this song! *Starts singing* NOOOOOOOOOO! I'm already sick of that song and hate it a lot. It's that Chinese song, Mor Li Hua. (Jasmine Flower)

# 8 I don't like him! But my mum thinks he's handsome. Haha. I think you should just trust your mum's judgement.

# 9 My mum keeps asking me if I have a boyfriend and keeps assuming that every guy I talk to is. Oh, dearie. Why don't you just tell her everything? That should keep her occupied. Or shall I help you to tell her?

# 10 Hello, Helen. How are you? How's life? This is the typical greeting sent by a friend of mine through MSN. He doens't use short form at all and is very particular about the correct usage of full stops, capital letters and commas. Which I only use for the English exam.