pain

my new blog readers claim it (my blog) is unintelligible what with all the singlish and the nonsense syntaxes, and that it sounds exactly like me, and that they can hear my 'voice' in their heads. thanks chew beri march, anand, luke and kinyan. it is compliment lor.

anyway. wanna know what i do in the library?
this,

this,

and this,

and now i have 50 pages of mdm bovary to read. harharhar.

in other news, i have a hot french TA, kinyan can make cheesecake (!?!?!?!?), i have to perform a dance in two weeks, dan is learning singlsh scarily fast, anand is siao when he is bored, my legs are freaking aching from rugby practice, and this saturday international ppl are going to eat thai food (:D:D) there is milk tea session at triple A house, followed by midautumn festival at chinese house (WITH EFFING MOONCAKES LEH. LEH.) and i am going to be psychoanalyed tmr by psych majot shuwei with the promise of free thai food again.

ok. crazy french woman who dies in the end anyway awaits. ta.

HOOOOOMEWWWOOOOORKKKK

omgomgomgomgomg i have to read half of madame bovary, do damn bloody hard econ problem set which goes WOOSH over my inferior head, write dance essay, and read asterix. and this is with french lesson in one hour, taekwondo tonight, rugby tmr and tennis on wed. furg. i die. and i am still doing this in the library. why. i think i hate myself.

had a most unfulfilling day of classes. slept through half of econs, french was grammar day, and russian lit was filled with some of the most irrationally emotional comments from my fellow students. and. slept at 2 last night, woke up at 7, ate bloody mooncake for lunch cos was fainting from hunger, and just ate rotten sushi. my life win la.

ok now to recount weekend cos i need to indulge myself. i wasted the whole of sat night. sucks. hung out at usdan for a while with random international ppl, went to science library to fetch rudi who just got off work, went to stupid sex party which is just an excuse for angmohs (forthwith referred to as AMs for safety purposes) to hump each other with as little clothing as possible. left after 5 mins to sit in the Butts cos was too disgusted with the dance/sex and the porn on the walls. ugh. that night was a lesson in american culture, man. i witnessed class A slut behaviour (girl make out with guy, then guy leave, then girl stand in same place in panties and bra and wait for another guy to talk to her, then make out again. siao) went back to my dorm and hung with hallmates for a while. it is sad when the best part of my night was playing hearts with random ppl. win.

sun was good day though. woke up early to go to church, which was awesome. went with jason aka glaister andrew gimseng and 2 other freshmen. i never enjoy church until yesterday lor. black ppl sing very nice. and got tribal drums. and got ppl shout things like 'amen' and 'mm-hmm' from their seats one. damn fun. hahaha. ok i am ignorant eejit but whatever la hor. my blog.

anyway. went back to weswings for brunch with shirin siyou vicky andrew. on the way to library to study bumped into luke who bought me and siyou things from wesshop again. so nahce. then we went to visit his workplace. on the way we spotted a black squirrel and the politically incorrect jokes ensued. hahaha. i cannot repeat here, cos wesleyan will expel me for hate speech. scaredscared.

studied all the way till i had to go for dance meeting, where we spent 2 hours coming up with this sentence: dance is the use of the body as an instrument of intentional communication derived from, and contributing to, cultural experience and knowledge.SHO CREVER HORX.

then rushed over to singaporean dinner at shuwei's apartment! by the time i got there luke's chicken and dunno who's chicken coup finish alr :( but then got fried rice :) (which was DAMN SOFT cos AM rice suxxors but got garlic and was fried so was shiok) and tofu :) and chicken curry :) :) and ham and mushrooms :) :) and brownie and icecream :) :) :). so i was in my happy place for a while. and all the singapore talk la. damn shiok. hearing the words 'lianne ngoi' in wesleyan is kinda surreal eh. and luke er, amoosed us all with his... accurate impersonations of er, a lot of ppl la.

OH OH. AND COS I WAS LATE I AM NOW THE LEADER OF SINGAPORE SOCIETY, BY DEFAULT. I AM DAMN SUAY SHIT. MUST GO FOR BUDGET MEETING ON THURS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SO CAN COOK CHICKEN RICE FOR THE ENTIRE SCHOOL.

anyway. after v nice and comfortable dinner went back to stupid library to study again, but with luke dan rudi somin sue james linda elena in the vincinity, cannot really concentrate la hor. so i dieded again and slept at 3am. fug.

and then sucky today ensued. woo. ok. study!!!!!!

hrmph

nothing to say again leh. had a damn boring week. try to study and try to study but... cannot. i spend all my time in the library er, talking to other ppl. which is damn loser and disgusting. ppl go frat house to meet ppl but i go... science library. i am PRC alr lor. dammit. shouldn't have laughed at all of them in singapore, it is karma.

i got SO MUCH bloody homework but... the inertia is killing me zomg. yesterday was the students activities fair during which i signed up for like a million useless things, including the knitting club and er, western indian dance troupe and er, kung fu club. SIAO. after that was supposed to go to some french fondue thing but i took a freaking nap instead then woke up to watch a dance concert which i am supposed to freaking critique. DUNNO HOW. ppl running around on stage represent the decades of suffering of the african-american ppl IZZIT. i think.. will fail my dance course :(

also, i am a philistine. throughout the captivating world premiere of this extraordinary dance concert, my eyes were again, rolling to the back of my head. i hate my eyes.

anyway, after that went to check out the wes christian fellowship thing for a while, but ended up just eating the snacks. melina then said there was a trance party at the Buddhist House so me shirin siyou jay thomas melina elena trekked over there in the miserable rain, only to find that fucking psafe broke up the party again.

btw, i hope that the ironical aptness of having a TRANCE party at BUDDHIST house doesn't escape you, oh esteemed reader.

so. went back to campus centre where i bought a pear on impulse (ok this is becoming micro-blog alr soz.) then to thomas' house, then decided to go to chinese house cos well, it is natural progression la hor.

andrew was attempting to bake his first carrot cake so we helped, with vernie and nouman looking on placidly. the cake kinda wasn't a success, but it er, smelt good once all the carbon was scraped off. that's all i can say bout it cos i am boring even myself. my fingers going on strike soon.

after a while everyone left in search of more haps parties so me and siyou stayed back until... 5 BLOODY AM. again, doing absolutely NOTHING. oh but we taught andrew how to play icy tower, the most awesome game in the universe. i remember how i would sweat with joy whenever i reached the wooden platforms (level 200). ok i am so disgusting. yuks.

at around 4.50am, wallowing in our friendlessness and the general suckiness of the world -
andrew: you know what would really be depressing. when it starts to get light out.

aiyoh. is really depressing until can cry. so i went back to room.

haha today was supposed to go quarry, picnic, laser tag, senior's housewarming party, blades of glory movie, but I NEVER DO ANYTHING. I WOKE UP AT 1PM THEN WENT SHOPPING WITH SHIRIN AND SIYOU. HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS LIDDIS HOW.

ok later we will go out in search of party cos that's expected behaviour. whoo. ok must go read pushkin now. ta.

lonely

i apologize for the ensuing emo post.

12.33am and i feel lonely. it is interesting (and a little stupid) that the more lonely i feel, the more i detach myself from everyone else. i don't feel like talking to anyone so i just... wallow.

sucks.

tmr got fucking many classes and i never do my readings so am kinda screwed.

omg so lonely. i am feeling the one-ness very strongly now.

i am surrounded by people i cannot say anything to. :(

god shouldn't have invented the night.

was speaking to charlotte in french just now and it felt nice cos she will make damn good french teacher but then she went to sleep so was alone again.

oh. but senior suddenly sent me bill nye the science guy video and that cheered me up a smidgen. i freaking LOVE bill nye la. watched it religiously in pri sch, followed by mandatory session of teletubbies. 5.30-6.30pm on mons to fris was my happy place.

god i am so cool. ok goodnight.

i particularly miss christine, nat, sk and naomin now. :(

aiyoh

oh dear. i just fell asleep and drooled a bit in library. laokui like sai.

bye.

sianz

god help me, but i am not, nor have ever been, homesick. missing the food and friends and ppl, yes, but never truly, desperately homesick.

today was so sian. i hate mondays. everyone was in a bad mood when i met them throughout the course of the day... nouman, andrew, luke, siyou, ting and consequently me. classes kinda sucked also. eyes rolling in head for all 3 of them. went for the shittiest dinner ever at butterfields, the school's small dining hall. then went to study at triple A house for a while, which is where i aspire to live next yr. then went to library to study again. it is like international house, everyone was there. quite nice la. let me categorize the ppl i now know from all over the world, just cos i don't feel like writing sentences anymore.

elena maria - ecuador
elena - bali
rudi - botswana
erwin - indonesia
jayvan - jamaica
so-min, soo, rhee-soo - korea
dan - romania
jonas - germany
charlotte - france
linda - nepal
siriwan - thailand
thomas - hk
mikako - japan
jegadish - malaysia
nicholas - chile

i just found out that dan and somin HAVE NOT TASTED PEANUT BUTTER BEFORE IN THEIR LIVES. dan tried peanut butter cookie and hated it. siao siao siao. if one must be a bigot, peanut butter is a good thing to be a bigot about.

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ok i fell asleep last night again. sheiss. am in library now by myself sitting next to window with hot mug of tea and john mayer in my ear (no, not the man himself. that would be... interesting.) and russian book in my hand. shiok.

later have dance auditions which i will not get into cos i cannot shake my ass for shit then have econ class at 7pm -.-

my life not so exciting anymore eh, wei.

ok ok beaucoup de freaking homework. dieded.

good tahms

woo. this weekend was kickin. let us recount again. i am supposed to read econs with calculus textbook but... why, right.

saturday woke up damn late, went for lunch and had stupid cafeteria sushi for the third time in as many days (turd time, more like it. god i crack myself up.) where met shirin siyou and nicholas, who is very nice and benign and talks very slowly. then 3 of us girls went to watch school soccer game against williams, which we lost.

here i shall digress again to talk bout the insane and completely unnecessary but widely perpetrated tradition of trash talking, usually spouted by the hairier, more uncouth denizens of the male school population. well... IT IS DAMN IRRITATING. must shout something 50 times then will stop know. 'williams, don't choke on your silver spoon!' '22, you need a haircut!' siao. so irritating. stupid dua liap ang moh standing behind me and spitting beer-flavoured saliva unto my scalp is not veh nahce la hor.

anyway. after that went to library to study until dinner. didn't really study, my brain hates me la. after dinner went to change then went to chinese house for the pre-party party. that was where my pineapple tarts were served! they ran out damn fast! shiok. i become mamasan alr. anyway. it was fun and comfortable, cos most of the international kids were there.

oh and i learnt a new thing. in america got thing called kissing disease leh. spread through saliva one. then if you get it you'll feel tired for one yr and your throat will have lumps and cannot drink alcohol if not liver will swell up and you die. SUCKS. here cannot share drink alr lor. haha this is courtesy of a boy who shall remain unnamed. he damn poor thing. cannot go any party anymore. for a YEAR.

anyway, after that was the international student party at triple A house. WAS DAMN GOOD. got real dj inside house and music damn loud and got enough ppl to dance and enough ppl i know so its not awkward. but... lucky sai i got shirin and siyou and other safe international kids to save me cos got a LOT of disgusting angmoh guys who like to rubrub one. bitch lor.

damn fun to dance with safe ppl la. got indonesian guy who was drunk and did indonesian dance moves to USHER LA. so i follow, cos very funny.

then stupid police come again and bust party and arrested drunk jap guy who pushed one policewoman so we left to go to malcolm x house, which is black party, which was damn weird cos er, my yellow skin was quite out of place la hor.

along the way i apparently spouted a lot of nonsense in my drunken stupor to rudi, who was v amoozed and has not let me forget it. but he help me walk la, so he is nice. haha.

then party was boring so went to rudi's room which was too small to hold everyone (me shirin siyou jayvan thomas rudi elena linda) so we went to erwin's room where he COOKED INDO MEE FOR US AND SPRINKLED FRIED ONION ON TOP ZOMG OH AND HIS ROOM ALSO GOT SEAWEED SO I EAT UNTIL SIAO. wah lau. tired and drunk and sleepy then eat hot oily msg food is... win la.

rudi from africa, so never eat seaweed before cos not near sea. he hated it. hahaha.

went back to room about 4, then woke up at freaking 9 this morning to go church with andrew kinyan and some other asians. wah lau. the double life ah. anyway, went to quaint new england town with like white pop of 99.9%. then church was orthodox, complete with pipe organ and robed clergymen and very very slow hymns. wanted to die. i felt damn exotic though. the church even had like, garden exchange corner where ppl are supposed to donate their er, homegrown produce. no weed though. harhar.

wah lau post damn long and i am tired. but i... cannot... stop.

next week... black church! fo' real. :D:D:D

after church went for lunch with andrew who was being grumpy and met shirin and siyou again, as usual. evening anand drove 3 of us to mall (which closed when we arrived, cos is sunday. 4 crever asians looking bewildered in empty mall is v cool lor.) where i bought new underwear cos i don't wanna do laundry this week but i have no more clean underwear. hahaha. ok then comes the highlight of the day. wait for it...

WE WENT TO ASIAN SUPERMARKET. WHERE I BOUGHT NATA DE COCO, CANNED MILO, LONGJING TEA, MY KOALA BISCUITS WHICH OWN HELLO PANDA, INDO MEE, RED BEAN SOUP, SUNSILK SHAMPOO, YEO'S SOYA BEAN, RED BEAN PANCAKE AND MOONCAKE OH THE MOONCAKES. SHIOKELAOSAI. wah lau i damn happy la. run around the stupid place like freaking loser, with anand patiently tailing us with the trolley like father.

AND THEN. he brought us to this small chinese restaurant near yale where I ATE MEEPOK WITH FISHBALL AND WANTON AND GREEN CHILI. WARRAOZ. happy until eyeballs crack ok. in singapore, the meepok will fail but here it is King. i damn happy now. stomach is full of chinese food. hoo.

tonight was v fun. sit in backseat of car with shirin and siyou and talk NONSENSE until pant is good stuff. we talked about... breathing heavily, lungs, favourite mrt station name (mine is dover. common consensus is that KHATIB is the worst name ever), favourite mrt in terms of design and architecture, babysitter's club, among other things. anand and another senior, christabelle just sat in front and laughed at us. always one. i am ... sam the entertainer la. can be friends with cedric the entertainer alr.

ok and now i am alone in room trying to do work but obviously failing. shit. cannot er, get onto dean's list alr la hor. at least i know my life is very throughly documented. ok byebye.