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A big hey to all my LJ friends! Just to notify you, I'm moving over to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) nerkaholic so please re-add me there. Please do not add me if you're currently not on my friends list. Thank you muchos and sorry for any inconvenience caused... ♥
And you'll notice that I was too darn lazy to do a new layout. But I did a new profile page, so check it out? (:
-aerodynamicx, out!
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[24 Jun 2004|10:43pm] |
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What is most sad to see in a human being is delusion - delusion especially in the form of someone thinking that by doing or being a certain kind of person, he will achieve the stratum of a "cool person". I mean in simple ditz language, just get a friggin life? Because you will never be on par with the really cool people. Because if you haven't noticed, the cool people are those that don't try hard to be cool. Because they probably don't even notice how cool they are.
Argh I really can't stand you I really feel like strangling you now now now! And FYI, I'm no necrophile.
And I'm sorry for being a hypocrite, pretending that I still have some form of regard for you. I don't. I don't think I can anymore.
(ARGH! Teenage angst. Can't get enough of it.)
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[23 Jun 2004|07:18am] |
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Forgive me but I've got to rant again. This is yet another unintelligible post. Great.
Right now I'm waiting for the A Math mocks to start. I'm like half an hour early for the half an hour wait till the paper because my dad was being weird and dragging us out of bed at 6am. And I was too dead to protest. I just wanna say: I screwed up Physics. Chem practical wasn't too bad. A Math - good luck to me. I keep dying halfway through the prelim papers I try. And I suck at the last question. Help. I should be out having fun, not sitting around here doing exam papers. And I haven't touched my lit/eng homework. (2 poetry+prose 2 compre passages 1 argumentative essay.) Yay? Yay.
Ho ho. Destress time over. Back to drowning myself in MATHHHH my favourite subject. 8)
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[19 Jun 2004|05:31pm] |
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Yesterday was retail therapy day. I decided that I needed some fresh air before I died of manic depression. Sigh, there I go again being all dramatic about things. ( Anyway... )
And I did my first piece of work for the hols today! MGS A Math prelim paper '03. Overdue but hey at least I tried. Gonna watch Yo-Yo Ma perform tonight. Smashing.
(edit) To show William some ♥, here's a very happy birthday wish wishing him a very happy birthday! Although it was yesterday. In that case, have a very merry un-birthday!! :D (/edit)
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[15 Jun 2004|07:17pm] |
| How to make a aerodynamicx |
Ingredients:
1 part anger
1 part silliness
1 part empathy |
Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little wisdom if desired! |
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[14 Jun 2004|06:12pm] |
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I'm back from Perth! Last night's plane ride was one of my worst nightmares that accidentally-on-purpose ate into reality. It was a plane ride from hell. I caught a virus that my brother was having earlier last week and it consists of having the runs and fever and nausea. It was dreadful. Thankfully I caught it only yesterday, after all my auditions were over. So I had to go on the plane feeling like a total pile of *bleep*. Of course it wasn't so bad at first with the amazing in-flight entertainment - I caught a short snippet of The Girl Next Door (which was far too porno for my innocent mind) and most of Agent Cody Banks 2: Destination London. That was all good, but about 2 hours before landing, I started to develop these horrible chills which eventually evolved into muscle spasms. And they just wouldn't subside! So there I was, spasming my ass off in my squishy economy class seat. Anyway the end of the story is that we landed safely but I had to be wheelchaired out of the airport. I'm still feeling dreadful now but at least I've lost some weight and my muscles are feeling rather toned. (note: sarcasm alert.)
( Auditions and shizz... )
Right now I've gotta worry though. Mock exams start this Friday! Whoaaaa. Hi, I haven't started any mugging at all. In fact, I haven't eaten all day today. Actually that's not the point. The point is ---- I don't know what the point is actually. Yeah I guess that's all I have to say.
Beat-Nerk out!
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[06 Jun 2004|09:45pm] |
Ok guys, this is the last post for maybe the 9 days. I'm just about done with packing although I started only half an hour ago. My flight's tomorrow morning at 11am and I'll be back on the 13th of June around 10pm. I'm going to Perth by the way, business trip. And I'll probably need to get a bit (ahem) of studying done. So till then, SEE YA! (:
Beat-Nerk, out!
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[03 Jun 2004|04:11pm] |
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Write. What is purpose?
Purpose is... Something hard to define without a dictionary. Something everyone wants to have. Purpose is something that serves as a driving force in some aspect in your life. Purpose is a very stupid thing to write about. And my purpose in writing about purpose? Go figure. I'm just trying to win a hundred grand in US greens in some essay competition that my sister is going to win anyway. But that's my purpose. Money. Money is the root of all evil. But if the evil encompasses getting a hundred grand for one essay - I say, let evil prosper and fill the land! Actually the deadline for the competition is already over. So now we all know I'm just writing crap for the sake of ... Um ... Writing crap.
My vision has become extremely blur today... I think it's cos of the overdose of movies over the last 2 days. I've brought slacking to a whole new level! Gah. Anyway the Chinese paper was relatively ok. It wasn't as bad as last year when I couldn't do the entire first section and I whacked all the other sections. I hope like hell I improve, even if that means a B3, I say hell with grades! But the real fun awaits when Chinese orals come in Term 3.
Hillsong concert's on Friday! Haha I can't wait. I hear they're really good and inspiring... And the blur sotong Sam hasn't even contacted me with full details. Anyway if anyone wants to go, just text me. We'll go mosh together. *cough* (:
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[30 May 2004|02:35pm] |
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I've been slacking around since I woke up ... At 10. It has been awfully peaceful around here, with my mum and brother gone. They've flown down under and I'll be joining them in a week. So I shall cherish the peace and quiet I have now around the house. Anyway, I forgot to mention that I paid the LOTR exhibition a visit last Wednesday and it was awwwesome! Amazing! I was very peeved that they didn't allow photography though. And I didn't have the guts to risk getting caught either. I didn't get to watch the whole of "The Making" cos they were closing ... But it was all too cool to be true. Peter Jackson & co. must've been utterly shagged after all that work. I loved the intricate detail that was put into all the costumes and props, CG animation and what not. Guess that's the key to perfection - detail. Ah, reminds me. I will be picking up my violin from the luthiers soon. And I am freaking out about my concerto. How do I present it when I've only learnt it for 3 months? I'm gonna need a bloody miracle. 'Nuff said, I need to study now. Fun awaits. Later!
( And in the darkness, bind them. )
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It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's beautiful day...
It feels absolutely brilliant being able to break the routine of going to school on a weekday - the holidays are here! Time to let your hair down. And it's even more beautiful today because Fantasia won American Idol! Take that, fans of Miss Piggy aka DD. (Her initials, or her bra size? Oops.) Honestly, I think pop culture has numbed a vast majority of people's taste buds. A lot of people out there seem to think really highly of Diana singing. (Screeching, more like.) Why add another clone into the entertainment industry? Is one Kelly Clarkson not enough? I cringe to listen to her croon on stage amidst screaming fans. It's amazing how people can dub anything that doesn't conform to the norm to be lousy. Come on, it takes a person with real personality and star-quality to be an idol. It takes someone who's really involved in the music; someone who can move her audience to tears. I don't know about you but Fantasia made me cry at least twice just through her singing. I especially loved her when she sang 'I Believe' - it sounded almost as if she wrote it. Degarmo and her fans seem to think that loud high notes = wonderful singing. I was, on the other hand, quite disgusted by that technique of hers for the most part. You know what, I'm going to be the next big thing in music critique-ism. I have a good mind to specialise in something of this sort, like talent-scouting and the like. And for once, I think I'm serious! I could go into arts management which is really quite a cool career. :D (This is such an ego-centric entry but it's probably the only thing I feel confident enough to say. Get the drift? Good. Moving on...)
And for now, the daunting task awaits me - Chinese O levels! Back to burying my head in that pile of ... whatchamacallit. Handbook-dictionaries. I get to memorise them too! Fun awaits. Later.
PS All the bestestestestest to everyone taking the exam on Monday!
PPS If you have nothing to do during the holidays, hop over to Kino/Borders and get yourself a copy of Rick Warren's The Purpose Driven Life. A book that every Christian ought to read. I highly recommend it!
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School has been a blast. Well, not really. I'm lying again. The choir concert didn't suck so bad after all and must say I quite enjoyed the Mcdonald's song, whatever it's called. Unfortunately, I screwed up at the SYTO concert at VCH and I was super embarrassed! Especially cos William came to watch. Though I doubt he can tell whether or not I sucked. Haha... Apart from all that, nothing much has been happening around here. Except that I cut my hair yesterday and it's a lot more thin/short now. OMG, like that is such a major event in my life, like! -_-
William has finally written my Friendster testimonial. Hooray! I just read Clara's blog. So interesting. I finally got a chance to sort of jie chu with her during the choir concert. Ahh I love her grade 8 piece which is some Schubert sonata; and she is simply fantastic on the flute! It was so much fun playing around with her that even Pachelbel sounded good for once. And it was just outrageously perversely fun taking all those whacky insane photos with our cameras. It's great being able to connect to someone on the grounds of a common interest in music. (: I sound so cheery and primary-school today. AH, bedtime! Toodles.
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[18 May 2004|06:07am] |
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Wahh..! Finally my computer's internet connection is back to normal. Except now I have to work around a whole new operating system. My dad's complaining about how much he had to pay for the computer guy to discover that an electrical cable was blown. Smart ass. I'm so pleased with myself, I got a B3 for my chinese mocks! Which is a bloody great achievement cos I've been failing all my school tests/exams so far. Take that, I was 2 marks away from A2! XD
Anyway. I don't know how to productively mug bio. Nothing seems to sink in properly. Not even sexual reproduction in man, which is like supposed to be highly relevant and interesting. Well gotta figure out something... By the way, Benjamin Mckenzie is hot. Like look at that bod. Absolutely to die for. Although my violin teacher has a body comparable to his. Ooh-er. But that's just wrong haha.
Well now I'm kinda pissed cos SNYO won't let me in till next year. It's as good as not promoting me at all, and I wouldn't have wasted an entire month working on that stupid Haydn symphony instead of Mendelssohn! Grr!!! Curse them. I shall never support SNYO in anything anymore. Bah.
I wish I could speak to you again
Wish I could reach out to your heart and unharden it
For old time's sake
I'm finding it hard to let go of the memories
Though I've already let them go
Just about a thousand times
As pertaining to the stupid choir concert, I wish they wouldn't have such high expectations on us, considering that they:
(a) notified us that we were playing no more than a month before the concert
(b) didn't bother giving us orchestral scores (hrmph!)
(c) want us to attend rehearsals when they themselves can't get their act together
So now they're like threatening not to put us in at all. Hello?! It's not like they're doing us a favour, more like vice versa! They didn't exactly give us a choice when they "invited" us to play. What the shit. I hate being treated like dirt. If they dare threaten us again, I have a good mind to go forward and tell them that we never wanted to play in the first place. Do you know how bloody horrible it is to play a bloody Mozart opera? BLOODY HORRIBLE. Anyway that's that, I've had my share of whining. Shall go mug bio like a nerd now. Beat-Nerk, out!
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[03 May 2004|10:28pm] |
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Ahhh!!! It's been done! </i>FINALLY!</i> That was hella tough but we did it!!! Yeah we finished a research paper. :DD HAH! Beat that!
Ok I'm lapsing into incoherency and insanic whatever.
Insanic whatever? Anyway. This is a sort of compensation for not posting here. :P As usual I have nothing to update you on because I'm boring. (Or rather, APPEAR TO BE so when all you cybergeeks out there who don't see me in person everyday will be ASTOUNDED when you find out how cool I really am!) Right. GO AWAY BEATRICE. Mooahahahahaha...
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Well. I got promoted into SNYO! At long long last! I mean, it's like one of the greatest achievements in my entire non-illustrious life and I'm ever ever grateful. I won't be going in so soon yet though, there's still the TO concert at the end of May that I have to play in... I cringe at the thought of playing the Vivaldi 4 violin concerto in a concert hall. I will only make Vivaldi turn in his grave. :P But still I refuse to waste my time practicing it. It's just...crappy music that I don't like. Anyway I hope they let me in as soon as possible because... Well... Let's just say that there are just too many 'push' outnumbering the 'pull' factors.
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[16 Apr 2004|08:59pm] |
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Why Beat's week sucked.
a) I'm not gonna pass my bio test
b) or the chinese test
c) I'm way behind my schoolwork
d) I haven't been getting enough sleep
e) I had to move from my original study room to my parent's and lost a coupla dozen things in the process
Anyway I'm just glad that it's over. The school week, at least. Now my bloody computer claims that there's a virus in it. Or was it just my bloody father. Who really knows? I haven't posted in ages. But I don't have much to say, really. Life has always been mundane. And I'm a loser anyway. So technically I can't even have a life. Anyway. This is getting out of point. So I shall post a photo here. (:
L-R: Lijia, Amanda, Wei Ting & Me! We're all stringers. And that's us at the Esplanade on the night of the hcjc/tchs concert.
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[28 Mar 2004|06:36pm] |
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Just an update on what happened yesterday. I was going to the hospital for some consultation/to take some x-rays to hopefully get some answers for my swollen lymph nodes, but we got nothing. All the x-rays were clear, blood tests negative, so my parents and the other doctor decided that I should go for a biopsy. I certainly didn't know the implications of that until they mentioned the words 'local anesthesia'... That got me freaking out big time. I have never been operated on before and much less while I'm awake, but obviously I didn't have much of a choice. So I went to see yet another doctor and got the surgery done on the same morning. It was a frightful experience having to lay still in full consciousness of someone cutting you open (moreover at the strategically sensitive collar bone area) and tugging at your muscles to cut out a swollen growth. I wasn't making a sound through it all but really, I was screaming like crazy inside. :P I started to tear at some point cos the sedatives didn't numb everything out. The op seemed to take forever and it felt as if the doc had cut up at least 4 inches of me but the wound turned out to be much smaller. I even got stitched up, which I'm rather proud of now. Or maybe not. The doc said I was 'really good' and I really think he was just trying to be encouraging/polite despite what my parents say. I think a couple of nerves got cut off so part of my right shoulder's perpetually numb now, hopefully I can still play the violin. Cos there's a TO school concert tomorrow! I hope I still get to lead the orchestra cos I skipped the last two rehearsals... With good reasons though. I'm probably skipping school altogether cos what's the point, I have to get to ccab by 9.30. Oh joy!! I can't get any homework done with a stiff neck anyway. Heh. Well that's a wrap for today.
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[21 Mar 2004|10:12pm] |
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Hm... I think this is getting from bad to worse. Check out this excerpt of what our English teacher has been emailing to us:
Some people are not aware of the double meanings some words have in different cultures, even though they speak English. Some people used the word “cum” as in “office-cum-living room” to mean “a bit of this and a bit of that”. Cum does mean this, but in North America this refers to the male ejaculate, as a noun, and the act of orgasm as a verb. I get very interesting images in my head when I read something like this. Try to learn which words can have these “double-entendre” meanings: one normal, one ‘dirty’.
Is that out of point or what?!
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Heh! This thing is so amusing! And this is the most amusing result I got from a series of trial and error. Haha!! Amusing... Haha... Oh dear I'm grinning at the monitor now like a dimwit. Not good. :D
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Click! Heh I only got round to reading a couple of comments on this thread today since it was featured on the papers that day - I think the main problem boils down to Singaporeans being extremely ignorant about anything happen outside their own little worlds. That's what I call, ignorant oblivion. People from neighbourhood schools not understanding how it's like being in a top school and vice versa. It's all a vicious cycle. And it's sad. The MOE should take the bloody hint and ABOLISH STREAMING! Exterminate all these bloody pressure cookers (also known as the Raffles family of schools :P) Heard that, Mr Shanmugaratnam?! (I can never pronounce that name right.) Actually this whole post is quite out of point so have fun reading that forum. Which is equally as inane as my rambling, really.
( Doggone it! )
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[13 Mar 2004|10:08pm] |
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Just a thought that has quite a great amount of truth in it: all RI guys have serious ego problems. I saw this guy's weblog - he's from youth orch; some stinky violist - and he's so unbearably self-righteous and egotistical, I could just tear his head off. But that's besides the point. Why do some of the youth orch people think they're so great? I mean fine and good if you play well but that doesn't give you the right to be complaining that other people get promoted, and about how promotion has lost its novelty - well too bad sucker, why don't you go complain to your mommy?
I'm in a terribly anti-guy state of mind right now. Thus far, I can count all the true guy friends I have on one hand. Or less. All the rest of them either want something out of me, or do not bloody hell know what friendship is about, at all! Tonight I have my "good friend" (we'll see how good it gets) tell me to f--- off because I wasn't willing to assist him in betting. Well I'm just sorry that I have to adhere to certain moral standards and you don't. I'm sorry that all you can ever think about is yourself, because not once have you sincerely wanted to help me. I'm disappointed in you but I've already given up. I'm not being hopeful for an improvement, at all.
And there's just something about adolescent guys that makes me want to hate them and writhe them till they wither and disintegrate. They will do anything for girls - or girl - and they will not stop at anything for that. The way their minds work, I will never comprehend. Are you gonna make your friend go to the ends of the earth, if that's gonna make you satisfied? (ie. are you gonna make your friend carry around a bloody book that's a whole stinking kilogram heavy just to satisfy you?) If you are, you stink. And you're probably a guy at that. And you make me so pissed off! Don't you be calling me petty either because that's how the female mind works so deal with it.
What the hell. Whoever came up with the theory that guys make good friends - go drown yourself or something!!
However, there's still ol' trustied Ben whom I trust I can depend upon as a real, true friend. And I just wanna say, CONGRATS on getting that well-deserved promotion!! Real happy for you. (;
Speaking of promotion, my assessment is in a month's time, and I have to prepare the set piece which is a whole bloody Haydn Sinfonia, which SUCKS because I suck at classical pieces! Which further infuriates me. Sheesh.
[edit] I'm starting to miss my mum, actually... Sigh. [/edit]
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