airwaveblast's Xanga

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Sun, 26 Nov 2006 12:43:26 GMT

i'm so so so so so sorry. actually i'm not that sorry. hahahaahaaa.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Fri, 24 Nov 2006 14:08:54 GMT

Sun sets cross the ocean
I'm a thousand miles from anywhere
My pocketbook and my heart both just got stolen
And the sun acts like she don't even care
The wind blows cold when you reach the top
It feels like someone's face is stuck to the bottom of my shore
I got a plastic Jesus, a cordless telephone for every corner of my room
Got everybody but you telling me what to do
But I've been down so long
Ooh, it can't be longer still
I've been down so long
that the end must be drawing near.

I think I have just found the perfect website to upload music. I think. I'm quite happy about that, and plus I've found the song I've been looking for for so, so long.

Here's the news of the day: I'm in 3t. Okay, maybe I overreacted about the whole class thing. I mean, Sze and Jaime are in the same class as me! Which is quite cool. (Sheesh, more people to beat me in grades.) I think. And I'm not at all happy that I'm taking a math! I mean, hey, mr yeo promised me i could drop it. How disappointing.

A lot of thing have been very extremely disappointing lately but I shall refrain from elaborating. You wouldn't want to read a long, drawn-out rant, would you?

I noticed I've been really touchy lately. Not the silly horny kind of touchy, duh! More like the say-one-word-and-I'll-blow-your-head-off kind of touchy. I lost count of how many times I felt like pounding my mom's face into a pulp today (sorry) and the one thing I'm still mad at: my cheese was stolen. okay I know it sounds childish and lame but really. I love cheese a lot a lot a lot, and this very loving caring brother of mine just takes it! right from under my nose and I can't do a thing about it. It's not like it's just some kraft cheesedale cheese squares or whatever crap they give to children nowadays, it was vintage cheddar from australia.

okay, maybe i'm being greedy, but that's besides the point.

aaaahhhh.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Thu, 23 Nov 2006 13:39:14 GMT

i heart the cranberries.

I noticed I haven't updated in a lot of days! Sorry about that. And I'm gonna stop the third-person writing, it's funny for a few posts but after awhile it gets irritating and stupid.

I can't load photoshop into this stupid computer because the cd reader's spoilt, and the comp with the photoshop isn't working. Garr.

I went to the library today to look for the boyfriend list but contrary to popular library-computer-search belief it is not in the library. Arr, I was quite angry at the computer for getting my hopes up like that. I couldn't find any Charmed books either, which was worse. And my mom accused me of not knowing who wrote the Charmed books and I was like wth! I'm not a fan of Charmed for nothing, you know. Constance M. Burge. Hah. I know. And no, I didn't just google it.

So I got four books, one of which I've finished reading, it's called All's Fair in Love, War and High School. I was craving this sort of book - chick lit, is it called? - yet all the library can provide me are fearless and angel. heck, they even had one tree hill. But noo, not the books I was looking for.

I have to wake up at like 6am tomorrow, snnnnkh! Not even to go to school to check which class I'm in, even. To go for my chiropracter appointment at 2pm. Don't ask.

Argh, I desperately need to know which class I'm gonna turn up in! I hope I stick in 3g. I know I've said it a million times already, but yeah. Look, if you know which class I'm in, tell me, okay? Thanks.

I am currently marveling at my fast typing! Okay, and at my big ego, but that's beside the point. Today I managed to type out another chapter of my fanfiction, and I did it in about 2 hours, and it's 3500 words long. Not exactly, I rounded it down. And so I'm happy about how much I can write. My brain has also imploded in the process. But anyway, I'm digressing. Now my story has more than 7000 words! Yay. And four chapters. My goal is 20 chapters. Muahahaha. I can never make my stories long, so I'm determined to try.

Wake up at 6am tomorrow. *cry* I don't think I can do it. I mean, I woke up at 1pm today. I can't even bring myself to wake up at 10, let alone 6. No matter. I shall try.

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hell hath no fury - one of my favourite charmed episodes, ohmigawsh, i almost cried when i watched it!
random, i know. but i do so love charmed, and piper, and paige.
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Monday, November 20, 2006

Mon, 20 Nov 2006 03:22:39 GMT

Avril isn't too sure why she's trying to update now, since she doesn't know what to say. She says hi and smiles!

Avril is also really happy she watches Charmed because she has just found a band called dishwalla and some songs aren't bad.
She also has tennis at 4, and she looks forward to it although it's probably going to be sweltering out there. She hopes to hit at least one good ball and beat Maxine at serving (again). She's also feeling an inflation of her ego right about now.

And suddenly she has inspiration for a new story and has to scoot off before she can forget it!

Toodles, she whispers, and draws a nice cyber heart. <3

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:54:15 GMT

Your neck cramps when you spend 2 hours at Borders reading books, Avril says. And today she found two books rather entertaining, the boyfriend list and boy meets boy, about a girl who talks about the people on her boyfriend list who aren't really her boy-boyfriends (except boy #13) and about a boy who's gay respectively. The gay one was quite funny, despite the wrongness of the whole concept.

"Two sixty-three," Noah said suddenly.
"?!????" I said.

That made Avril guffaw quite heartily. It wasn't a joke, though, she was just laughing at how the author's speechlessness was portrayed.

Avril also needs to vacuum the family room later, which, unfortunately, is the homeground of an extremely obese grey lizard. She wonders, too, if it stole any chocolate of hers lately. Avril is also currently feeling exceedingly lame as she referrs to herself in a third-person point-of-view, but finds it rather interesting and decides to continue with it anyway.

Avril finally has more than 300 songs on her zen! Whoopee, she says to herself. Not bad for a girl who has neither limewire nor cds to get music from. And all thanks to Maxine her good friend, who coincidentally inspired her to paint her toenails limegreen despite the sl meeting scheduled tomorrow.

And Avril is currently listening to one of her favourite albums yet, under the iron sea by keane, but regrets to inform any reader that she has to click on the grey 'save changes' button at the bottom of the page, pause the lovely music and prepare herself to a screaming match with lizard frankenstein.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Sat, 18 Nov 2006 03:38:33 GMT

"The real stars only shine when it's dark."

Aww, that quote is sooo sad. Hahaha mostly because I relate it to you-know-what. & I love the double meaning too.

I want, I want, I want, oh i want to know new songs, very really profoundly desperately. I mean, the songs that I like now are nice, but I need nicer ones!

Okay, so I'm not making any sense. Shoot me.

I'm quite hyped up about the thought of Sandra's barbeque party right after my swimming, because I'd definitely be starving and I can continue swimming! Yay, so I won't look out-of-place when I turn up at the grand mansion all straggly and waterlogged. Harhar. And I bought San the most funny birthday present, it's a ****** in the shape of a *** of ******. Haha you really thought I'd just blurt it out? Anyway it's not like it's a smashing present, but at least I had the time to get one. I was kinda walking through Taka to get to my chiro and I saw it and I was like ooh, I'll get that!

And I am so free that I can walk around Paragon and Taka and decide exactly what presents to get for my fwenns (♥!) for christmas. I'm so happy I know what to buy already. Now the only thing I need is cash and a free gift wrapping service, I can't wrap a gift if my life depended on it.

And today I shall ask Cara to go watch Step Up with me or I shall expire in my shell of a home extremely miserably.

Okay, so my post is getting too serious and too boring. Maybe I need lunch. But anyway, since I started off with a sad sad sad quote, I shall end with a funny quote!

"Vegetarian: Indian word for lousy hunter."

Toodleypies. <3

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Thu, 16 Nov 2006 11:03:40 GMT

I'm finally back from ltc! (I almost wrote ltc camp, oh, the shock and horror.)

It was fun, generally. I kind of liked the part where we skidded in the soapy muddy water and the part where we had to sell a product. Omg, the selling product one was so fun: we decided to sell the floor! slogan: wherever you fall, the floor is always there to catch you. lame but i think it's dead funny. Oooh, I love pun. Oh and did you know that the floor is guaranteed to help you lose weight? That's right! The floor is the exercise mat of the world. You can run on it, jump on it... no matter what you do, you'll definitely lose some weight at least. It also prevents motion sickness! And the cost is priceless.

Okay, lame, I know.

My legs are still stiff and aching from the amazing race thing today. Did I just hear a scoff? Well you try half-walking half-running for about four hours almost non-stop. I bet I lost some weight today (: Which is actually good because I just thought of the fact that I've got a chance of hitting 45kg kind of freaks me out. I mean, ew, 45kg!

...Sorry. I know I'm really weird, but I swear I'm not dieting (: Like, I ate two hotdog bun thingies for breakfast today, and I would've eaten more if I had the time. But of course I didn't, so oh well.

Yesterday wasn't all that fun in the beginning - we must have sat through about 7 hours in the lecture theatre listening to leadership talks. At least coach lionel didn't make it boring.

Showering was... traumatising. Okay, not that bad lah, considering the fact that the cold water almost literally suffocated me (no really, I couldn't breathe!) and also the fact that I left my towel in my bag. Harhar, I know, I'm so stupid. But I managed to get dry anyway, I stood there and jumped till all the water dried up. Kidding. I borrowed a towel, lah.

Oh and for the amazing race thing, omg, there was one where we had to stand around the fountain thingy at bugis and sing 'i feel good'. Then we had to pretend to sell tauhwei (sp?) and we were graded on the number of people who actually stopped and stared at us preforming that silly jingle. Lucky I don't visit bugis that often. And we were supposed to go into the fountain thingy with our umbrellas to sing but it was under maintenance (hah!) so we looked kinda dumb standing around the broken down fountain singing and dancing.

Thing is, now I have to finish a proposal. It's for the planning of the sec 1 orientation day next year, omg, my group's planning that! And I'm gonna be in charge of 1g, and jaime (liew) will be in charge of 1t. Our chioce, harhar. I'm just kinda scared of 1g because it's like. So many people that are smarter than me. :S Can't believe I'm really a student leader, gotta believe it anyway. And the teachers want to make a badge for sls to wear next year, but only a chosen few will actually wear it.

Kind of freaky again, because we're gonna be monitored. Funnyfunny.

Anyway, I think I'll satisfy my desire for more Charmed episodes again (: Cheerios. Actually, toodles. Heh. <3

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Sat, 11 Nov 2006 11:36:23 GMT

I think I have a problem.

It's like I'm obsessed with cracking my knuckles and the more I think about it the more I need to, even after there's nothing left to crack I just have to or I'll lose my mind or something. And it's not just my knockles, it's every bone in my body. Fingers, wrists, ankles, toes, neck, back, jaw. I hate myself for doing it but I have to. It's like... every time I feel and hear the cracking sound I can relax and my limbs are relaxed. Then I have this need to do it more and more. I'm having problems sleeping because of that. At night when I can't sleep all I do is crack and crack and I can't stop. If I stop it feels like I'm holding my whole body stiff and I feel so... ugh. It's so difficult to explain. It's like I really really need to crack it but I don't even have a good reason. Argh. I might have that obsessive disorder thing, I hope I don't, but I can't help but think that. I can't talk about this any longer, I'm dying to crack my fingers. I hope I can find a way to stop but it's like an addiction, my willpower isn't strong enough to stop this.

Maybe I am going crazy.

Okay, so I'm not depressed or anything, but I'm just... confused. Heh. Well I should be, right? I've been having this cracking problem since P5 or P6. I remember I had the same problem in Kindergarden but it stopped suddenly. Looks like it's starting again and I don't like it.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Fri, 10 Nov 2006 14:54:19 GMT

My dad bought the coolest tickets to the Phantom of the Opera musical for next year, and omg, it's right up front. I can't wait (:

So obviously things are looking up for me today. My dad bought the best seats in the world, I finally woke up earlier than 1pm. Actually I woke up at 12pm, but it's definitely a start (: Especially since I slept at 3am last night sneak-watching Charmed. Okay, fine, I think I might be a little obsessed.

Today was the funniest day ever, too. Like I'm at Orchard Road as usual, walking home (but somehow the way home also includes browsing through the bags and makeup counters at Tangs). And I hate it when people give me brochures or ask me to do surveys, they're a pain and pointless. To me, anyway. So everytime I'm asked I give them my infamous deathglare and they, um, retreat. I feel good when I do this, although I know it's downright mean. Anyway. Today was the same, until Calvin Klien outsmarted me. Actually I walked past this Calvin Klien counter and there were two really tall guys just standing there talking to each other, so I stare because it's like. Guys. Talking together in a makeup department thing. And I realise they're actually kinda cute. Hawhaw. I really was stupid. Because right at that moment one guy sees me and nudges his friend and his friend goes 'oh!' and whirls around and hands me a brochure and says in a horrible (but genuine) British accent 'New fragrance, from Calvin Klien.' and shoves a brochure in my face.

I don't blame him. Probably because he didn't expect me to be so short? Yeah. And I'm so caught offguard I actually take the damn brochure. Ugh. That's me outsmarted, yeah. And even worse? These silly male british calvin klien models actually gave me a brochure for the new fragrance called euphoria for men. Get my point?

So either they're really stupid to give a female a brochure on male cologne or they're really smart in getting rid of brochures. Yeesh. Men.

Anyway, change of subject. I'm in group falcon for ltc, and sarah's in group robin, roflhahalol, falcons are so much mightier than robins (i think). Ah well. I'm not going to stage any competition... I just hope someone I know ends up in my group too.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Thu, 09 Nov 2006 13:10:48 GMT

"They're like chicken fillets really. I can hit people with them!"
--Keira Knightley on the temporary breast implants she had during the filming of POTC

Hawhaw, that's a cute comment. I'm watching Charmed now, season 1, omgomg! And it's taking a hell of a long time to load. But it's kinda exciting. And I'm bored because it's taking a long time to load.

Okay, now I'm bored of posting. Sorry but I'm just feeling very weird and straightforward and snappy now.

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Yes, it's me, and I'm back. And dying once again. Fanfiction.net is totally crashing on me, I can't believe it. Just when I wanted it so so so bad. Maybe it's because I said horrid stuff about some stories in a previous post. I apologise. *crosses and says sorry then opens eyes* damnit, load the bloody page! It keeps giving me that irritating "cannot find server" message. And I'm totally lost now. Because I've got excellent inspiration but at the same time I have writer's block. Is that even possible?

Okay, I'm ranting, I know. And I have a funny feeling I have to wake up early tomorrow but I forgot why. Oh well.

Tomorrow's class gathering is cancelled. Bummer. My pig teacher won't be there and we're supposed to celebrate her stupid birthday. Garrr. I actually thought she was a nice person last time. I guess I got influenced too much by her pet (: Gawd, I must have been such an ass in p6. Oh well, it's over now, and I still can't really believe that I'm going to be Sec 3 next year and have a chance of being a student leader. Somehow I doubt myself since I don't really like over-enthusiastic younger-than-me people but... ahh, I don't know.

I've got a song stuck in my head, and it's nice! Heehee.

Since I'm feeling deprived and wonky I shall sneak-watch some youtube stuff. Yay.
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