strange times

I've been having weird dreams lately. Dunno if its cause of the late study nights or the early 12 hr sleep. pfft.

I was back at St Angela's with Auji. = =" The weird part was that the school didn't look normal. It looked crooked and distorted and it had a dark, menacing loom to it. Like in the Series of Unfortunate Events movie, yeah. Everything was twisted. It was more or less like that.Plus I was kinda short again. *inwards sigh*

So anyway we were at the library area (which was surprisingly cramped and stacked with dusty books no one ever reads) and waiting for something. I dunno. The whole point was waiting. Weird. Then somehow, we argued and finally decided to go to the secretary clerk.

There were dark, wooden, crickety, crooked stairs in the admin. -.-

So anyways, I approached the clerk (still the same grumpy lady) and we talked a little bit about the A levels thing. Huh. This is where I start to get confused. The subjects brought up were A level timetables, naive juniors wanting to take it too, the bad weather and the waiting. Icks. And then I went out, talked a little with Auji, then went off to go outside the gate 'cause apparently I somehow knew my dad was waiting.

As I walked out I looked up at the convent. Through their huge glass windows, I saw an old lady and young lady and a baby. All females. And they're people I recognized from somewhere.

Freeeeeeaakkyyy o.O

But then at the car park, it was freaking empty. No sign of dad. I thought maybe I had made him wait too long so he left, but then I remembered I was in charge of my own transport to and from school. So I had forgotten to get transport.

And then, I just waited. With Dread. or Despair. I dunno. It just wasn't a good feeling. Resignation maybe. Waiting waiting waiting with mixed feelings.

Freaky shit. Really.

I woke up confused. At 3.45 in the afternoon. pfft.

What have I done with myself lately?

girl speaks

Well, this is the first time we've done this, and hopefully this blog will be in operation for a long time. Muahuahua. updatedversion.blogspot.com is still open if you want to read my previous posts, but i won't be posting there anymore.

Well I like making blogs you know. ^^

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I find myself constantly wondering if I'm boring because I always have nothing remotely interesting to talk about or even think about. I mean, everyone usually has something to say, be it people, current events, politics, etc etc. At least something. I do give a damn about some stuff, but mostly I'm not bothered by anything at all.

I dunno if this makes me mean, but I believe that if you have nothing nice to say, its better to just shut up.

o.O

What use is it to me if I keep dwelling on who was happy, who wasn't, or who was not-likeable etc etc. Characters. Traits. You get my drift. And all those actions that result from those stuff. I mean, so whaaaattt... I just pity these people sometimes. As if there's nothing better to talk about.

Simple minds talk about people. Great minds talk about ideas.

Logical enough, no?

Maybe its a flaw I have, thinking that I'm better than some people. Maybe that makes me arrogant. To other people anyway. To me, I don't really think much of it. I just think that I'm critical when it comes to analyzing.

Ahh, all this me me me talking is making myself sleepy. I really really don't have much to say.

Ooo now I remember! *heheheh*

As class monitor, I've got to check everyone's hands, mouth and feet *say what?* for sores or symptoms of the HFMD. For the next 2 weeks! o.O Getting serious huh, if they're making checks even in colleges. Its a bit late really, but better than nothing.

I was wondering when the MoH was gna do something.

Pfft, turns out Singapore's cases are escalating too. Doesn't sound like there's much good news these days. Disease, deaths, fights, politics. Ick. Its so depressing here. Much worse when you've got exams and revisions to worry about. I'm just worry worry worried about not having enough time to know my stuff. Disappointment is bad enough, but the realities of getting non-As or non-Bs for A levels is dead stressful.

= ="

Other than that, I've joined several CCAs in school. I joined more than I'm supposed to, so its likely I'll have to drop one or two. The problem is I'll be having a hard time choosing which one to drop. Yeah I'm a greedy person. I joined the Maths Club, the Science Club, the Nature Photography Club and the Table Tennis Club.

pfft. I sure am asking for trouble.

I wonder what life will be like next year. Will I keep in touch with my friends? Will they keep in touch with me? Will I have a hard time being on my own? Will I still be a remote and distant person? Will I ... will I?

So many questions.

2007 is one big blank in my head. It was the same when I was in form 5. 2005 was a huge blank. I didn't know what I was going to do after secondary school. I don't remember anymore how I came to be in Form 6. Did my parents decide for me? Did peer pressure influence me? (I doubt that one though.) Did I decide for myself? I guess it doesn't really matter. The decision, whoever made it, was a good one. I like my college years. Hey, not everyone can say they enjoy school.

O well. I seem to be babbling. So much for the 1st of the 1st post in froufrougirls.

Frou Frou - Let Go

drink up, baby down
mmm, are you in or are you out
leave your things behind
'cause it's all going off without you
excuse me, too busy you're writing your tragedy
these mishapsyou bubble wrap
when you've no idea what you're like

so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it's so amazing here
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown

it gains the more it gives
and then it rises with the fall
so hand me that remote
can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow

such boundless pleasure
we've no time for later now
you can't await your own arrival
you've 20 seconds to comply

so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it's so amazing here
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown