this holiday is officially a potato plantation, that needs to CHANGE

Ok, so ANTM's ended, that frees up an extra 42 minutes of my life per week. Woohoo!

Reminder to self: Instead of waiting till the evening to excercise, why not do it in the morning, when it hasn't rained yet.

It's been a complete potato fest up till now, and I feel fatter and lazier than ever before. Good god what is wrong. I mean, potatoes are ok, (i can't stand mashed potatoes though, i have no idea why. the only real potato product i like is potato salad. everything else is ok or bleargh.)

BUT ANYWAY. I've been cooped up in the house for too long, AGAIN, so I need to get out and go places suddenly. stop staying up late to play and stop waking up at 12pm.

something is very wrong with me.

ok new aim! 1 short story at the end of each week! That should make about 6-8 short stories by next january before school starts and things get crazy.

This feels like making an album. For some strange reason.

On a side note, I am loving Lady Gaga's The Fame Monster.

Which actually makes me think of a short story collection. I mean, they all have the common theme of the dark side of fame, but at the same time maintain individuality in themselves. In that sense, each song can be considered a story in itself, and compiled it becomes a collection/album.

Isn't that the point of albums? Like short stories, except, shorter and more musical.

Hurrah for analogies and comparisons.

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INCOHERENCE GACK GACK GACK

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Also, Edgeworth/Wright is undoubtedly canon. I do not know why. It simply is. I mean, you know when slash couplings feel right. Oh god I don't know! I don't often become a fan of something!

Objection Professah!!!

Ok, the DS has kept me occupied today. I've been playing Phoenix Wright, Pokemon, and best of all, Professor Layton.

Oh god. I HOPE I DO NOT SPEND MY HOLIDAYS ON SIMPLY GAMES. Even if they ARE intellgent games.

And even after that, I might move on to write fanfic. Oh god. Will the fandom never end? I'm so hooked that already I'm anticipating the release of Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva.

Why PL? Because the music is AMAZING, the art style is so unique and wonderful, and the fact that it's intellectual AND fun, makes it awesome already.

I think my holiday schedule is going down the drain.

crap crap crap crap crap

someone remind me why i was going crazy and didn't sleep at all last night. someone remind me why i'm doing a completely new draft of the essay right now and hoping to finish in an hour more or so, someone remind me WHY I AM So STRESSED OUT AND WHY I'M NOT HAVING ANY FUN EVEN THOUGH IT'S THE BLOODY HOLIDAYS.

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I MUST CALM DOWN AND DO UP THAT DRAFT. GWADALARHAHAHAHAHA.

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I swear this blog is bordering on insanity. No wonder I'm moving to LJ in about 20 more posts.

they died with their hands in their mouths

Best song on Sufjan Steven's Album, Illinois.

Hauntingly beautiful and I can't beleive I realise it only now.

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Humprog essay NEARLY done. Making edits and hoping it turns out for the best. Hurrah, I can finally stop angsting about it after tomorrow!

we are all children

everything but the brain was a really intense play, and i loved it, the script, the acting, the set, it was GOOD STUFF.

i keep renewing my faith in singapore literature everytime i watch a good play (ok sofaman not included, that honestly was quite a confused mess. pretty, but extremely confusing.) God, this makes it so much harder to write my essay which is supposedly going to be a political attack on the government criticising it's efforts at developing and promoting singlit.

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anyway, i really need to give myself a pep talk.

STOP EMOING ON THIS BLOG. (not that there're much posts left anyway)
STOP WHINING ABOUT HUMPROG (Ok this will end after monday i swear. ok maybe not. but probably)
GET A JOB (or spend less, MONEYMONEYMONEY)
DO SOMETHING. (what?)
RAWRGH FINISH YOUR HUMPROG ESSAY. (SOON)

Also, drink Yakult. (yum)

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At night, words seem to become extremely difficult to come up with, and incoherent becomes my middle name.

from out of the darkness

The HumProg essay is proving harder than I thought. Seriously, what is wrong with them, and why couldn't they have let us continue to do a personal statement this year as well? Argh argh argh.

I feel like a complete wreck who needs to turn his life around, be less of a bitch, be more focused and basically be a better teenager.

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ok so it's due on monday, so i have a bit of time left. so i haven't even finished a first draft. so whatever i have is currently a wreck. but isn't that the point of first drafts. you haul the entire pile of garbage out of the bin that's your mind and you try to salvage all the shiny, useful, objects you can find within it. and then THAT'S draft 2. and then comes draft 3, where you POLISH those shiny things, and you make a freaking avant garde cuisine meal/art piece, and in draft 4, you make sense out of that piece, and people will love you for it.

...i'm not good with words at all. in all honesty, im much better at spammaging whatever's in my mind first, then picking out the good bits, than trying to find the good bits within the bin and taking them out bit by bit.

oh god my analogy is screwed up.

at least i refrained from my DS today. not that it's helping my essay much.

Notes Of Importance To Myself

First and foremost, you are the awesomest person in the world, and therefore they cannot possibly reject you from HumProg, even with a GPA of 3.51, because your English is at 69% and your History is at 79%, and your other 2 humanities are at nice 4.0s, and if not for Chinese, your GPA would have been around 3.7 Therefore, I should be able to get in after I write a decent essay.

Which I SHOULD be doing right about now.

Anyway, a list of things I should do in the holidays:

1. Excercise more: 150 Situps, 50 Pushups a day! I am NOT turning into a jock, but it WOULD be helpful. Swim and Run where possible.
2. Write EVERYDAY. 6-8 short stories by the end of the holidays.
3. Get a holiday job, preferably at Borders, which would be fun and Nice.
4. Get a new wallet, new glasses, and a new watch (or at least learn how to programme my Levi's one)
5. Photography.
6. Visit more museums.
7. Read Psychology, History, and Classic Literature books.

That's pretty much it, on my way to becoming a Better Person.

Hopefully it works.

Though that might be marred by the presence of my new nintendo DS.

EVEN BETTER THAN MAMA!!!

i'm not dead yet

Extract from You Are Jeff by Richard Siken

24
You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves
you, but he loves you. And you feel like you've done something terr-
ible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself
a grave in the dirt, and you're tired. You're in a car with a beautiful boy,
and you're trying not to tell him that you love him, and you're trying to
choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and
he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your
heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you
don't even have a name for.

so i've decided to officially move to livejournal after my 777th post. tacky, i know, but im just so close to it it feels like a shame if i dont hit it =)

so yeah just a short post for today and the FERRET DANCE/SONG THING



IT MAKES YOU SO HAPPY =DDD