New York I love you, but you're pulling me down.

Outside, Inside,
This is the moon without a tide,
We'll build a fire in your eyes,
We'll build a fire when the cover's getting brighter,
Cold desire makes the moon without a tide

- Gold Lion

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Who would have thought that in my lifetime, one of the most epic NY bands of our era would be coming to Singapore. HELL YES. I'll say, the best thing that has come from the big apple itself since fantastic Broadway musicals & their mass transit railways a.k.a. the Subway.

Yeah Yeah Yeahs (must get their most recent 2009 album!)

Chinese A levels are a joke, and preparing for OP is not any better.



Ah, and kudos to the best and most under-celebrated (in our ridiculously culture-lacking island) day of the year. Happy Halloween!

Not that there's anything much to celebrate, with the ridiculously-bad decorations and lack of fantastic traditions such as dressing up and trick-of-treating.

JAM. (rocking out, not the sandwich spread!)

ed westwick sexwick.

Today was the official last day of school, so its all rainbows and sunshine for people like Yiwen, who takes neither PW or Chinese. For the rest of us, its a long long way to go D:

I sorta crashed MJ's 'This is it' movie with liz, estella and cassie. It was legendary. Amazing. Not a dry eye in the theatre (or at least I admit, mine weren't)

Also went to parkway to hang out with Mel while she did her job at borders. It was quite hilarious. I jostled with a young twat boy over the computer search engine, and I lost. Tsk. Dinner with luki at NYNY later and made life hell for Yiwen HAHA.


11:15 and exhausted. Boy, I feel old.

Colour my life with the chaos of trouble.

Haven't you heard?
The sky's the limit
and we can make it or blanket,
the stars put on a show for you tonight.
Pour me a glass of that love
beneath the paris skies.

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Post-promo week was enjoyable. Ironically more tiring than EVER, but hey, I'll take it over mugging any day.

1. MOTHER TONGUE CLINICS. - one word, ewww. Well I guess I should have seen this coming, from the E grade during MYEs and the S grade for EOYs. Funny thing was that when all the chinese failures were asked to assemble at the flag pole today, 90% of SACians were there. Some things, never change.

2. IT'S A CAT JOB. - started going to my Uncle and Aunt's house to help them feed their cats while they go off to USA last week. It is not easy, at all. Considering the massive size of the bungalow alone and the uncountable places, it takes eons to find all six cats. Even then, they are too lazy to lift their stomachs off the grounds and lumber over to their bowls. Diet of grilled prawns and smoked salmon, what do you expect?

3. THE ICE-CREAM DEBACLE. - Met Clauds at Eastwood while she was walking Sparks and we stopped by Ice Cream Gallery for, well, ice-cream. Two minutes later, Sparks had knocked over both our ice-cream cones and we were laughing our butts off. Stupid but irrestibly cute Jack Russells

4. UNEXPECTEDLY AWESOME JAZZ CONCERT - Henderson Trio came to town, so Nick Luk and I got cheap, nosebleed seats just the night before. Dinner turned out to b a dismal affair, when I dropped an entire tray of food in Soupsoon, and we left the tickets on the table, only to turn back and get the staff to burrow through their trash to find it. Turned out to be really great, since they let us move up to frontrow seats!

5. FIRST OF THE HALLOWEEN CELEBRATIONS. - Well pictures of pam's party are all over fb. Highlights included the not-so-slutty-nurse-costume, trying to make 'LOVE' with our bodies (HAHAHAH you'll see why) and Nat being retarded, as per usual :D







My guitar becoming a prop for the night



HAHA CLARE!


testing our the fake-jump theory.



6. NEW HIDEAWAY. -jammed all day on Saturday & Sunday at Fontaine's. We need to get a camera, pronto (too bad none of us are all up for photos). Mom got into a hissy fit cause I came back pretty late, or early. COME ON, its post promos!

7. HARD-ROCK-IN' CAFE. - interview yesterday. Tiara picked me up from Tanah and her dad drove us to Orchard's HardRock branch (with Suat and Kieran in tow). The place is AMAZING. Guitars from Nine Inch Nails, Steve Vai and Joe Satrini... mindblowing. And the signed autographs of the Beatles on the walls. Hope everything works out :D

8. PROMOTIONAL RESULTS. - nerve-wrecking, to say the least. Got GP back today and it was pretty good... but I don't have a good feeling about tomorrow. Whatever happens, happens.

9. PW. - SHINGZ. I hate hate hate PW almost screamed during the four-hour stint of Oral presentation today and discussion. It doesn't help when half your team mates don't come up with good ideas. Sometimes feel like you're having a conversation with yourself. LAST LEG!

10. um okay out of things to say but '10' seems like a nice enough number to stop.



Catching up on GG, HIMYM and Grey's. Also watching too many Oh! Mikey vids, and laughing alone in my bedroom like a maniac. Well life's is hectic for now and the pressure can bust a pipe, but we hold it together.

Wordy post! Good luck for tomorrow, everyone :D

She lives in a fairytale, somewhere too far for us to find.

Christmas, come already!

Jazz@southbridge was a great experience, although I'm certainly getting a better drink when we go there next time. A round of musical chairs later, Joshua came and being the 'internationally-crowned-electone-player', we got some really really good tips for the band. Currently looking for a saxophonist/pianist, anyone?

Breakfast-turned-lunch with tiara pris and azriel atIkea today which I nearly couldn't wake up for, due to last night's marshmallow smoothie ventures and what not. It was fun. 'Honey, out sinks are broken!' Cause there's always something to buy from Ikea :)

Ooer, did I mention I got hired by my crazy aunty and uncle to feed their 2947429cats, whilst they fly back to USA to meet my uncle's parents for the first time in their married life of two decades? But I digress. Plus, Tiara's dad may be getting us jobs at Hard Rock Cafe! Fingers crossed! Here's to awesome free gigs and um, wiping drunk-tourists-puke-off-the-floor.


Also hit Fontaine's, somewhere near clarke quay with Cal and the girls, a final hurrah before we get back to the mundanity of PW (geewhiz) and Chinese (double geewhiz), whoopdedoo. On the bright side, I finally got a 160GB ipod classic for the trips to and fro from school :D

Four hours of sleep, here I come. See you in a bit.

See, I'm all about them words.

(over-numbered, un-emcumbered, numbered words.)

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Movies, novels and a hell lot of good music.

Spent the whole of yesterday recording one measly song at the studio (that did not even sound remotely nice), and alone, because my wonderful friends went off for a music workshop instead! Ssssh. And sharon yin got pulled over by a mean-ass traffic cop, because I called her when she was driving and she picked up. Whoops. Well so ends the closest brush with the law since post-promotionals.

Finally jammed with nick and luk yesterday and it was fun although we were all dead-tired. We signed a binding contract yesterday on the church walls in blood on my daily planner that proclaimed that we are henceforth called 'JUICEBOX'.

Legendary.

Clarke Quay jazz club later! Jen&Nick are twats cause they can't/don't want to go. Tsk, say goodbye to your 300 dollars worth of virtual moneh jen!

Hope all the post-promotional partying has been fun for everyone :D Till next time!

Ain't love grand?

Tom: What happens when you fall in love?

Summer: You believe in that?

Tom: It’s love, it’s not Santa Claus.

Battle with the poets.

Summer afternoon,
the two most beautiful words
in the English language.

Days spent dreaming
and the nights spent believing,
in something
that's worth remembering.

I didn't know anyone could smell
like sunshine, that is,
till I met you.
He's magic,
don't disappear like the seasons do,
take my heart with you.

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Liberation is a sweet thing.

Being one of the thirty-four JC1 students to come for the linguistics paper was depressing.

500 days of Summer with C2 and Cheryl on the other hand, was absolutely wicked.





500 days of Summer presents a love story that is apart from other chick flicks of our generation; it tells the story with sheer reality. The average cliches; oh, like eyes meeting across a room, or falling in love at a record stall actually turns around and bites you in ass (or p*nis! kudos to those who have already watched it and catch the inside joke.)

The true magic of the show however, is found through the unique narrative style. From the clear deviation away from the chronologically-told story, the intricate weaving of silent-film-like flashbacks, and the simplistic but adorable sketches (Tom is after all, an architect.), everything is told in such a captivating manner that regardless about how you feel about the ending, you leave the theater with a smile on your face.

Of course, there's the hero and heroine which you fall in and out of love with. Personally, from the minute Summer Finn (Zooey Deschanel) declared that Ringo was her favourite Beatle, I adored her character. Okay, so she may have proven to be the ultimate b*tch in the end, but that's what the story is all about. The heartless heroine shatters the boy's heart and he tries to reassemble it.

And that's where Joseph Gordon-Levitt comes in. First-screen impressions really do count for alot, and when I say him in the first scenes, I couldn't help but think inwardly 'What?! That skimpy lass is Zooey's love interest? He looks like a downsized-Chandler!' That's right. Bad vests, skinny shoulders and lined face, Joseph doesn't look like the average hero. Then again, Tom Hanson is not an easy role to play. It doesn't sound appealing, but within minutes his natural charm just gets to you. Except well, if you're weird like Cheryl, the charm NEVER gets to you.

Be warned though, if you're expecting a love extravaganza and happy endings, this is not the flick. 500 days of summer is afterall, not a love story, but a story about love. And who knew it would be so different? I definitely prefer the likes of the latter.



Fame with tiara and yiwen afterwards, was disappointing. Screw the two fat twats behind us who made a hella lot of noise and scoffed at Tiara The She-Man when she told them to keep it down.

Quoting Yiwen, walking down orchard road and sipping a blend at starbucks feels great. And not just because you're on the way home after school, or cause you're in for another cram session at the nearest coffeehouse. Haha

Off to meet sarah liz and joy! For a rather impromptu movie. Did I mention, I'm watching 500days again? :D

Hold your head high, heavy heart

You wouldn't think there would be anyone to talk to at 4am in the morning. You're wrong :D

So dead for math. I am over the freaking-out-and-having-unexplainable-fits-of-laughter-or-crying-jaunts-stage, and basking in the warm sunshine of the accepting-fate-stage.

Tomorrow will take care of itself, I always say.

Speaking of tomorrow (or today.), 830 music practice. Eeek.

Have a good time mugging for math/lit/ELL everyone, or if you're maxxie just kill yourself already (I say that with affection.)

Pick the boy with the voice!

I'm usually not a fan of pretty boys (NAH who am I kidding.). Chace here, just looks smoking.


hubba hubba.




Not going to school for 3 days in a row is liberating, but it makes me feel rather out-of-sync with classmates. Stupid, messed-up, subject combination.

Still, STOMP! was sensational. Pictures up soon. Meanwhile, a conversation that brightened up the week.

Alexander. says:
SUP SUP

stacecake! says:
sup pb* (playboy, go figure.)

Alexander. says:
no more pb
just b

stacecake! says:
awwww

Alexander. says:
haha

stacecake! says:
your time will come again
but i will forever reign as nipple queen.

Alexander. says:
screw it man
LOL!!
i'll be your gester

stacecake! says:
HAHA well shit happens.


Its jester, bozo. :D

That's what you get when you let your heart win. I have no words to describe how drastically fantastic Brand New Eyes is, well go away paramore-haters. Right now its back to hitting the books and praying for the slight-chance of not being retained.

Later.


(Oh and I know it was lame that I had orange juice, but at least I didn't hit my head on the table, half-conscious. HAHA what a loser.)

This day's got potential. Its pregnant.

Naomi: Hamlet's basically a teenage boy. He's got all these desires, but he doesn't have the bottle to do reach out for them. So, he goes mad, and wanks off about Ophelia, and ends up so boring somebody has to kill him.

Josie: I'm not sure that's right. There's no wanking in Hamlet!

Naomi: Yeah there is. Loads. Only they call it 'soliloquizing'

Cook: Nice one, blondie. She's funny.



I remember being so frustrated with what 'soliloquizing' meant whilst riffling through Wuthering Heights (ref. chapter 1 page 2) at the beginning of the year. That for now, is the least of my worries.

Who said watching Skins isn't educational?

Season 4 awaits the long to-do-list of post-promotionals! Good luck, everyone :)

I'll try to kiss you, if you let me

In an effort to get people to look into people's eyes more, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant, I point to chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way. Late at night, I call my long distance lover and proudly say 'I used only fifty-nine words today, I saved the rest for you' When she doesn't respond, I know she's used up all her words, so I slowly whisper 'I love you' thirty-two and a third times. After that, we just sit on the line and hear each other breathe.



If only things could be that simple.

MATH CRAM SESSION today with ains and luki D: Happy studying, all.

Where's your picket fence, love?

The things we forget,
to sing and dance like nobody's watching.
To have a little bit of fun
and dream a little dream,
Enough of those questions

Today's the day to whisk life off its feet
Love irrevocably, darlin',
you won't regret it.

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What I need, is a little colour in my life. To do exciting things! (without breaking a couple of limbs, which I probably will.) A hundred balloons, would do just fine.

If you look up 'doom' in my dictionary, you'll find 'promotional exams' printed in big, block letters. School has been plucky but strangely amusing the past few days; albeit the excessive bitching sessions which I can't say was devoid of fun either (!) Canteen conversation and C2's brilliant suggestions!

Yesterday's teppanyaki trip served a good investment; it was 'hello-fine-looking-American/Australian/etc etc-lad' day in town. Stop drooling and try to be cool, lil' wen. Tiara bought this wicked starbucks cup in a shape of a, well... starbucks cup. You shall see it in school on Monday :D

Mandy Moose is officially a giant gob! Tres hilarious.

So ends the 'last day of school'.

Now its back to literature and to tackling ridiculously hard integration questions! Anyone up for studying tomorrow?