1 down. A lot more to go.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Chinese is over. Chinese is over. Assuming that I pass this, I'll never have to touch another Chinese essay in my life. Sweet~
Have been trying to get myself into gear. It ain't working. My butt is still stuck semi- permanently to this chair.
Have been trying to get myself into French mode. It's sort of working. I'm alternating Pimsleur lessons, Lara Fabian's Je T'aime and Adagio (Italian but hey it's still a foreign language) and Il Divo's duet with Celine Dion
I Believe In You. I can't seem to get the videos into my Zen Vision:M. I don't get it--it accepted the other (english) Lara Fabian videos (Broken Vow, Papa Can You Hear Me/Piece of Sky and MOTN) a few months back so why not now?
I've come to realise that I have a sort of paedophilic streak in me : I get a wee bit obsessed with young boys with angelic voices. When I say obsessed I mean I scour the Internet (Youtube, fansites and official sites) for anything on them : First it was Jean Baptiste Maunier (Star of Les Choristes) but his voice broke last year and he supposedly wants to concentrate more on acting. Then it was Billy Gilman (My sister keeps bugging me for his songs), but puberty hit him a fairly long time ago. Now it's Declan Galbraith- Well mostly I just like his song Tell Me Why.
I collected the 2 essays from Mrs Hoe's locker (well on top of it anyway) and my eyes were switching between the 2 so quickly I looked like a cartoon character.
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Then I felt like burning mine up. So I've got both an inferiority and a paedophilic complex. Sue me. Sue me big.
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aureliaz out
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apocalypse
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
I can't find my copy of "The English Teacher"
I haven't finished typing out my notes for it.
I haven't been studying. The little bit that I have studied is negligible.
In short: I'm screwed.
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aureliaz out
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French
Friday, October 20, 2006
Because of my impending trip at the end of Nov to London and Paris, I've decided to learn some conversational French through Pimsleur so I won't be totally pathetic once I reach Paris. And lesson 9 was unbelievably interesting.
[ Sidenote: I'M GOING TO SEE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA IN LONDON, YES YES YES YES YES YES YES! *ahem* Apparently the tix are much cheaper there as well. Maybe I'll get to watch it twice :D Been watching Brad Little (The Phantom on the Asian tour) on Youtube and he's quite impressive..Excuse me while I go sing Christine's part in the shower...]
English translation of Lesson 9 of Pimsleur's Speak and Read French 1
Man: Hello miss, would you like to drink something with me?
Woman: Not miss, madame.
M: Oh sorry madame. But would you like to drink something with me?
W: No sir.
M: At one o'clock?
W: No.
M: At two o'clock?
W: No. I would not like to drink something with you.
M: At eight o'clock?
W: Certainly not.
M: Ah, I understand now. You dont want to drink something with me.
W: Good, you understand now.
M: But you would like to eat something with me in a restaurant.
(MY FACE FAULTED HERE) At eight o'clock or at nine o'clock?
W: Not at one o'clock and not at two o'clock. Not at eight o'clock and not at nine o'clock.
M: At what time?
W: You don't understand sir.
M: I don't understand what?
W: You don't understand French sir.
Pimsleur needs to STOP hiring horny native speakers who can't take no for an answer. If I'd been the woman in that scenario, my palm would have totally gone "Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon" on his face.
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aureliaz out
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thoughts. just thoughts
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
This is my chinese song that I've meant to post for a while but never got around to doing so...Changed my template- it's a lot easier with this than tampering around with html when I frankly suck at it.
Sometimes I wish I can write in a
cheeem (sophisticated is the best translation I can come up with) way or write about deep topics but unless I'm in that particular mood, it is rather hard for me to do so. As much as I want to write a poignant entry about 4 years coming to a close, it's difficult for me to encompass all that I'm feeling with mere words. It's not a matter of saying "Regretful, check. Happy, check. Relieved, check. Thankful, check." But I feel that what is left unsaid will always be more important than what is actually uttered or typed so in the end I will keep it short and sweet. Thank you, TKGS, for giving me the best as well as the worst 4 years of my life.
眼泪(Tears)
天色的变化让我伤透了心
它使我想起你的微笑之影
海浪和我一起唱了一歌
它叫作“眼泪”而你听不到的
如果她确实比我好
悲伤我会掩盖起来
这就是所谓的“真爱”
若我的爱困住了你
我会渐渐让你走
泪只好留到你离开之后
那时,柳树陪我哭了一场
因为你答应过我天久地长
现在星星不再为我们闪烁
而我也应该回到我的生活
如果她存心为你好
悲伤我会掩盖起来
这是我所谓的“真爱”
若你真的爱上她
我会渐渐让你走
泪只好留到你离开之后
如果你真的爱上她
我会渐渐让你走
泪必须留到你离开之后
Here's a rough translation. I know that it looks sappy, but that's the way Mandopop songs are - melodramatic :D
Change in the weather makes me sad for a while
Each time I'll think about shadows of your smile
The waves and I, we sang a song together
This song's called 'Tears' and is one you'll never hear
If she's truly better than me
My sorrow I'll never voice out loud
Isn't that what love's all about?
And if my love made you feel pained
I will slowly set you free
Tears will be held back till after you leave
I was with the willows, weeping like never before
Because you promised me forever and more
Now the stars no longer shine for us two
And I need to get back to my life before you
If she truly means you well
My sorrow I'll never voice out loud
Because to me, that's what love's all about
And if you are really in love with her
I will slowly set you free
Tears will be held back till after you leave
If you truly fell for her
I will slowly set you free
Tears must be held back till after you leave
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aureliaz out
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bday sis
Sunday, October 08, 2006
It's 1.25am, 8 October now, my sister's first day after turning the big 2-1. Was watching Stuck on You with my family (Direct, 2 aunties and uncles and my grandmother), and right at the upper left hand corner on the TV was the PSI reading. It read: 140. Like OMFG. I have a really bad feeling that it's gonna get a lot uglier before it gets better. And if this is the PSI reading in Singapore, I would rather not imagine the readings in Malaysia and Indonesia.
Status report. My brother and his best friend,M, just went out to club. My sister is comforting her friend who's hunched over the toilet bowl hurling cause she has relationship problems and consequently got drunk. I drank 2 Bombers(Kahlua liquor, Bailey's cream and vodka) that M fixed for me at the party. I like the burning sensation as it moves down my throat. Like a warm fire tickling my oesophagus and settling in my stomach. Not really affected by it though cause Kahlua is a cocktail liquor that can even be added to coffee and the vodka content was low. Before they (M and Bro) went out, I made a
pinkyswear with M that in 1 and 1/2 years time, he will bring me to the best clubs. He said that he would love to bring me clubbing now but the bouncers will just not let me in. My reply? "Don't even have to wait for the bouncers. My brother will kick me out of the cab first." M: "Good one! So true" and we banged our fists together.
My elder sister is not so subtly trying to get me into SAJC for my first few monthes. Apparently the Literature teacher there is quote "Crazy, but super" unquote. I think that there is a real possibility in my going there because of my crappy L1R5 as it's not too far from my house. Another real possible choice would be TPJC, if only for the Theatre Studies and Drama course that they offer. However, was terribly turned off by the talk, so in any case, serious consideration is definitely in order. I just hope I make a wise choice - cause only hindsight is 20/20.
I think it's a little sweet that my brother always tries to stop me from drinking. The way in which he does so may be abrasive and irritating but it is a cute thought nevertheless. I suppose there IS an overprotective mechanism in elder brothers after all, no matter how deeply it may be buried.
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aureliaz out
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haze
Friday, October 06, 2006
I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~I HATE THE HAZE~
I look out my window and I see.....a blur because of the freaking haze.
The acrid smell of smoke is killing my olfactory glands. What the bloody hell is the use of us studying the harmful effects of smoking when every breath we take in contains second hand smoke from Sumatra? Indonesia has GOT to do something about this.
My nose just can't take it anymore. If this goes on, the haze will destroy it long before a lousy plastic surgeon does a Michael Jackson number on me.
OOOOOH! PHANTOM OF THE OPERA IS COMING TO SINGAPORE! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~ I'm gonna be able to fufill one of my lifelong dreams. In the words of Ronald Weasley. "Wicked."
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aureliaz out
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results
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
WTF man. I failed my Higher Chinese by 2.5 marks. ARGH~ I NEED THOSE 2 BONUS POINTS. E Maths came back as a disaster. Just scraped a B3 when I'd foolishly expected an A. Got my distinctions for Lit and English...12th Night saved my butt (the majority of it anyway). My damn L1R5 is 15. How the heck am I supposed to go to VJC? I'm kissing that notion goodbye now. But it was better than it deserved to be considering my "revision" for the prelims was basically cramming the night before and waking up in the wee hours to cram somemore.
Bio...well...I got a B4 which is better than what I usually do but still pretty crappy. Was walking out of the school from the main gate with Tanvi from 4/2 when Mr Peh rode up with his Honda Phantom bike and talked to us a little. He gave some pretty good advice especially about the practical and identifying what the questions are actually asking for. I really like him--he's so nice. Even though he doesn't teach me, I like him a lot better than Ms Tay...I shouldn't go off into one of my rants about her..OH! Whilst he was talking, I noticed the box at the back of his bike that had the words "Easybox" in this really pastel colour I think. Lol, doesn't that kinda/sorta diminishes the whole macho effect of his black bike?
I'm just hoping that somewhere out there there's a form of deity that specializes in moderating Singaporean students' exams. Goodness knows how much he/she is required right now. Regrets are like ground glass in your system--They stay there for what seems like forever, they hurt like fuck and they eat you up from inside.
On a lighter note, was fooling around with my sis on her brand new Apple Mac OS and its inbuilt camera. As they say, a picture's worth a thousand words so here's 5 of the best below.
Introducing my conjoined twin, Einahpets. She's invisible in the day..that's why you don't see her
My sister (who turns 21 on Saturday!) the undiscovered Willa Hung~
I look like one of those Fooglies from Spy Kids without the Play-Doh colours .
In case you were wondering: Yes, my sister's hair is in fact extremely tasty.
My sister the parallelogram hamster and me the koala who was experimented upon by pioneer plastic surgeons.
To those who are down in the dumps because of the prelims results, I feel your pain and I hope the pictures cheered you up some.
God of moderation. Please make the teachers be merciful. Read it in Mrs Hoe's God-of-Thirupathi-please-make-Samuel-beat-me tone.
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aureliaz out
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