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Meigui Loves too many things, and too many people.
There's too many things to accomplish in too little time. There's too few things to do in too much time.
Patrick is the star of my life. MORE?

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Crossed three thousand and one yards to get that flower.


Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Peter Pan!
meigui says:
you no gf you also whole day date your com

meigui says:
browse km somemore!

meigui says:
damn bored lah you.

three notes says:
ya

three notes says:
it's the path to having no life

three notes says:
u noe hor

three notes says:
whn u have no life right

three notes says:
u sure win every game

three notes says:
cos u cant die!


meigui says:
._. ..............

meigui says:
that's a NO LIFER line!

meigui says:
omb.

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OMB Peter Hollow is turning into a mugging monster (or so he claims). Lol.

And ohya. I told the Joke of the Year today.

After Econs lecture,

Mel: Peter looks like he's wearing skinnies.
Me: You know why.
Mel: Why.
Me: Because Peter Pan is skinny. So Peter's pants are skinnies.

/OMG. DAMN FUNNY CAN. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Okay that's it. I've been sleeping omega late these three days. I'm collapsing soon. :O


9:58:00 PM because I say so
Monday, July 28, 2008
A Butterfly Knot


One day when you're six years old, you're called upon, by the teacher with the white flowery skirt and pink lace top. She says, Here, show the class how to tie your shoelaces.

On the large wooden table top is a shoe, white converse with black shoelaces, untied and loose. You hesitate, but are afraid of pals noticing you're vacillating. You don't want to appear skittish. Up front you put on a brilliant smile, taking care to make sure even your toes are smiling. You skipped to the front of the class. You're happy, try to dismiss the needless nerves. Up front. But inside you resemble the biscuit crumbs you left on the table after breakfast. Vulnerable even to wind.

As you walk down the aisle, you secretly wish you never have to turn to face the stares of 30 inquisitive minds more probing than yours.

But you can't let them know.

As you did, still with sunshine smiles, you took note not to let your cold hands shake too much. The unsettling feeling settles in. Butterflies. Flutter.

At six, Failure is too hard a concept. You can only understand Wrong. What if you go wrong. What if the wrong end goes through the wrong hoop. What if the butterflies stay in your stomach and never come to the shoe. What if they go the wrong way. What if you falter, flutter. What if the knot turns out wrong, not butterfly flutter, not something we desire. What if it comes out ugly, a dead knot that nobody can undo.

Left alone, you know you'll be more confident. Attention complicates. Too afraid to go wrong. Too afraid to admit. Your hands continue to sweat. 30 pairs of eyes, deciphering your every word, analysing your every move. Yes, even if they say they aren't interested, even if they aren't meant to pay attention. They still do, you know.

Just that moment, the six year old turned sixteen. You get critical, hoping someone, something else can divert this attention. The white shoe and black shoelaces turn gray. Frustration, helplessness. Simple words that six year olds won't use. Up front you can't afford to let slip. Sunshine smiles. And you still complete.

Then the gray turns black and white again. And you turn back to six. Condescending stares turn admiration. Pride, with a tinge of guilt and shame for your jitteries.

You walk back down the aisle, hoping you will and will not be called upon again.


8:39:00 PM because I say so
Sunday, July 27, 2008
The Never-ending Kuay Chap
This is the story of The Never-ending Kuay Chap.

One day, Songminghan and the very very very nice Meigui went to a really deserted food court for dinner. There, they saw a kuay chap stall that sells chicken rice. Like omb, why will a kuay chap stall sell chicken rice. So yea, obviously that's a scam. There's no kuay chap stall that sells chicken rice. The kuay chap stall obviously sells kuay chap. DUH.

Feeling not really hungry, they decided to eat kuay chap anyway. (That didn't make sense, but they just ate dinner though they weren't hungry.) So Songminghan ordered a Kuay Chap Set Meal for Two, while the very very very nice Meigui went to get soya bean milk.

When they finally started eating, nothing happened. LOL. Were you expecting something happening. ._. Ogay lol. So they ate and ate and ate and ate and...

Ate!

And...

Ate!

And...

They can never finish the kuay chap!

Guess why!

DUH!

This is the story of the never-ending kuay chap!

Hence, the kuay chap never ends!

/OMG.

Meigui thinks that the kuay chap gives birth to smaller kuay chap while they eat, thereby giving the impression that there's actually alot alot alot of kuay chap.

Songminghan thinks it's because he's hot so the kuay chap stall auntie gave him a huge huge serving.

Meigui thinks that Songminghan is so egoistic he should hide himself in a pitcher plant with the AJ western stall auntie who'll give him a huge serving as long as he flirts with her. Omb Jian Nan Shengs.

If you think that's the end of the story of the never-ending kuay chap, then you're wrong!

The story of the never-ending kuay chap is never going to end because DUH it's the NEVER-ENDING kuay chap!

/OMG

Now I can't end this post!

/OMG

Blame the never-ending kuay chap!



















...

Okay sorry. Sandy was being retarded. -throws Sandy out of window.

If weekdays walk, weekends fly on jet planes. D: Bye bye.


10:46:00 PM because I say so
Saturday, July 26, 2008
AND BADMINTON!
While waiting for the photos Feohna sent me last night to upload, I'll blog about unimportant insignificant stuff that aims to do nothing to you except to waste your few minutes before prelims start (WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE).

Okay lah. Take some time to rest, cannot keep mugging also mah.

Omb. I'm still not feeling the stress. It's back to Sec4 times again. I don't want to start feeling stressed only After A's. Tsk tsk. Then again, I look at my AP (Atrocious Physics) and I think the only marks I can get are from answers that I write The water will dry up if you take too long to measure the diameter. (Yes, that's a correct answer, wtb right.)

Foe toes!

The day started with Toa Payoh MRT station.



Fiona! :)



:)



JENNA! :D She's forever smiling.

After waiting for forever, salt finally finished crystallising.





JUNJIE SAVE THIS PICTURE QUICK. I KNOW YOU WANT IT. HAHA.



Wilson Dua Neh Gong. :D Rowed his boat here. HAHA.





Pictures of court.



CAKE! :D

Then they made us hold a candle each and blow it ourselves after the birthday song. ._.



Very cult ritual feeling. LOL.

Here's The Birthday People with One Birthday Cake photos series.



Yep, my birthday was in April, but we are uber used to belated birthday celebrations. One For All, All For One kind of celebration. (One cake for six people HAHA!)



WILSON DNG! :D :D Haha he stepped down from Dragonboating already and his chest shrinked by 0.3inches. Okay no, I anyhow say one. But his chest is still the size of China, very big. HAHAHA.



Soonkiat looking very reluctant to take a picture. Haha! That's smiling Jenna in the background! How come she looks happier than Soonkiat lah!



YONGKIAT! :D Yes thank you for lending me your ezlink card the day before so I can buy concession tickets. ._. Stop harping on that.



YONGYUAN. :D :D (By the way Priscilla, Yongyuan wants me to tell you he's not gay. HAHA. By the way the one who's rumoured to be his gay actually... Haha okay tell you another time :D)



Spiky. Nah. We weren't celebrating his birthday. Celebrated at Fish and Co before already what! ._. But he insists on acting Birthday Boy so let him act lor. HAHA.



Jeremy! :D His birthday is two days after mine, and ohmy! He's the colour of the benches! :O

Here's the Meigui murdering cake photos series.











Yongyuan cutting the cake for us in the end. Lawl. :D



Fiona looking really xin fu with the cake. HAHA.

















Random shots.



Guess who!





Jie Si Lynn! HELLO JUNJIE! :D



Feohna and Joan.



Group photo. :) Yes the boys were doing some weird thousand hand Buddha post and the girls had ._. looks. I'm not that short really, I wasn't standing straight. (And i standing beside GOGGLES GIRL LAH, makes me look short.) LOL.



We all all look happy except Jeremy. Maybe because the hall is pretty dark so we can't see him. HAHAHAHA. Nah, I'm not racist. He's Chinese! HAHAHA. Spot Spiky!

Then we went for dinner at TPY hub and went home. :)

That's all!

PS: Watch out for Spuderman! :O


11:39:00 AM because I say so
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Why Teachers Are Stressed


CLICK TO ENLARGE. OMB DAMN FUNNY.

HAHAHAHAHA.


4:50:00 PM because I say so
Sunday, July 20, 2008
My Week


My week,

Monday
Day ended happily at 3pm, without Econs remedial. And then... I kind of forgot what happened after school already. Uh. School ended with GP. And then, ohmy. I really can't remember what happened. OH. I stayed in school to mug with SMH. Until 5plus and then we went looking for people to Currywok because I wanted to eat rice.

Then we saw Gead in the canteen and asked him to Currywok with us, but he said he isn't dinnering out. THEN HIS FRIEND SERENE MADE A SUPER FUNNY COMMENT ABOUT "EAT HIS HEAD ON THE WAY". The way she said it was damn funny. And I couldn't stop laughing. Like plucking cotton candy from the stick kind of action is dammit funny.

In the end we had Pepperlunch at AMK where I finally ate caramel ice cream after craving for it for barney years. (Barney ears are purple lol.)

Tuesday
Tuesday ended pretty late because of Chemistry remedial which almost everyone skipped like skipping ropes are free. 6 people from my class attended and 2 of out 6 went entirely out of free will.

Wednesday
It was a mixed-up day. I stayed in school to do probability until I ran out of fullscap paper (this is the first time I'm blogging this, stop imagining I said the same thing before).

SMH ate at pastamania consecutively for two days. What's so nice about Al Funghi. It's just stupid mushrooms. Okay I knew it. It's because of Giahao (we called him Mushroom Head in sec 2). They're gay. They're gay dammit. I swear they're gay.

Thursday
We had a fun PE lesson where we played everything the teacher didn't ask us to play. LOL. We played The Eagle Catch Chicks (LOL) game and HEN AND EGG LOLLLLLL. Hen and Egg is Dog and Bone version Rugby Ball. It's Barney Funny. We (the girls) laughed like mad and I was literally Roll-On-Floor-Laughing.

That's about the only not so boring thing that happened on Thursday. Unless you count paying attention to Mr Wee's neck fun. HA.

Friday
It's a Alot-Of-Physics-Day because there's Physics tutorial plus Physics remedial with Mdm Khoo. I got pretty depressed when my angular velocity is -0.00000000078rads-1. MIGHT AS WELL DON'T MOVE LAH.

After school SMH and I watched Red Cliff and it wasn't as action-packed as I expected it to be. Still worth watching I guess.

SMH had pasta for the third time in a week. What's so nice about Al Funghi.

We Photohunted like crazy and he sucks so much I always feel like I'm playing alone.

Saturday
Vectored Priscilla in the morning. She looks more confident of Maths now. We switched from BK to LongJohn's and I never knew Yishun's LongJohn's was renovated!

I spilled milo on my shirt.

Came home, bathed, changed, and went out to meet the Andbadminton people! :D :D

Omb. I missed them like crazy! Yes even Jenna. She's in NJ but I like forever never see her around school one. I hope she wins her floorball match! :D

They're so spastic if you poke them, they spit little Spastic bubbles; and if you squeeze their arms hard enough, they breathe out Spastic Pollen. And if the bubbles or pollen touch you, you get infected and will turn spastic before you can finish saying Spastic Pollen Spastic Bubbles.

HAHAHAHA.

I'm still waiting for Goggles Girl to send me the photos. :)

We're edging closer and closer to prelims and A's and yes Jaslyn, I'm still thinking why I took Science.

Omb. Stop thinking and just mug lah.

I WILL ACE PHYSICS. IF I CAN'T I MUST.


9:09:00 PM because I say so
Pretence
They say that when people go round pretending to be someone they aren't really are, it's because they want others to believe they're somebody else, a somebody. Some people want others to think they're nonchalant, they don't want others to know they care to know. Some people want others to think they don't have to try hard to get things, they don't want others to know they work hard. Some people pretend they don't know a thing, they want to appear cool, don't want to look like they've been paying attention, when actually they're eager to find out about things just like everyone else, reading blogs and whatnots.

Do we then still say they're pretending, it's still them we're talking about. They're like that. They aren't really pretending to be somebody else. It's in them that they appear to be different from what they think. They're just, like that. And they aren't exactly pretending. Because you can only pretend to be somebody else, you can't pretend to be yourself.

So I don't get how anybody can pretend to be what he/she is not really meant to be. Because no matter what, that person is still being himself when he pretends. That's paradoxical, because when you pretend, you're pretending to be somebody else, but when you pretend, you're being yourself.

Hence, I concluded the word pretend is senseless and does not mean a thing. Unless you're really pretending for the sake of pretending. Like when you're pretending to be a tree or a squirrel from a primary school play. Then you're really pretending, because you aren't a tree or squirrel.

But other than that, I think you get my point.

After realising so, I realised I shouldn't get too fed up with people whom I thought were fake because they. Just. Can't. Stop. Pretending. It's in them that they pretend, and so they can't pretend, no matter.

Okay actually this is just one stupid warped logic concocted to make me believe people are good.

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ABT today made me overjoyed. The walking spastics are happy-therapy. :D

I'll talk more about it after Feohna sends me the pictures! :D :D :D

The next time I'll see them is probably after prelims. Sometimes I look at them and I wonder how they can possibly grow up in ten years' time. Spastic people seem like they can never grow up. HA.

Okay byebye. :D


12:13:00 AM because I say so
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The Master


He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He stuns you by degrees,

Prepares your brittle substance
For the ethereal blow,
By fainter hammers, further heard,
Then nearer, then so slow


I've mixed feelings about Wednesdays. I'm happy I end early but that'll mean I'll come home early and slack away Wednesday. I didn't in the end. I stayed in school to do probability until I ran out of fullscap paper. I wish Wednesdays are Fridays because I'm already sick of school after three days, but then I wish Wednesdays aren't Fridays because that'll mean another week is over. :O

And we're all running out of weeks and days because prelims is so near my shoulder is knocking into his chin and my Physics is still as good as the goat on the hills with gray horns. Or worse.

I wish Wednesdays end at 10.30am so I can go home and rest and prepare for the longest day of the week, Thursday. But then I wish Wednesdays end at 5.30pm so I would feel accomplished, and so I won't feel guilty if I sleep during double chem on Thursday.

I wish Wednesdays start as early as 6.30am because I think having morning assembly in the early early mornings when the sky is still dark is way cool, literally or figuratively. But then I wish Wednesdays start late like Thursdays so that I can tell the person behind me the sky's pretty during morning announcements.

Hence, Wednesdays are confusing mixed up days.

One thing that doesn't change about Wednesdays is that I wish STALKER aka SMH will stop reading as I blog. He keeps logging into my blogger account and reading my draft while Blogger autosaves this post. STALKER.

Quite suddenly I forgot what is it I wanted to blog about.

I want to read Huxley's Brave New World. Sokmui is that one of your lit texts. I know it is if you take H2 Lit in Innova. I'll read the first 91 pages because my GP teacher says it's the first 90 pages that's worth reading. The one extra page is because I should not be so trusting.

Hello Priscilla, if you're reading this before Saturday, can we meet earlier like 11am or something. And I need the blue binded booklet back for next week.

Ogay byebye.


7:39:00 PM because I say so
Saturday, July 12, 2008
The Flaming Heart
I want to watch NDP 08 RSAF Black Knights form The Flaming Heart.

It looks something like this.



And who's laugh.90@hotmail.com. ._. If I'm not wrong it's Woody? WOODY STOP SPAMMING ME EMAILS. It's so not him, I think somebody used his account.

Is laugh.90@hotmail.com even him. ._.

Ogay, I got to go master my Complex so I can teach Priscilla later. :)

O heart, the equal poise of love's both parts,
Big alike with wounds and darts,
Live in these conquering leaves; live all the same,
And walk through all tongues one triumphant flame
- Richard Crashaw


8:25:00 AM because I say so
Friday, July 11, 2008
Too bad if you don't.
Tryumph in your bonds and paines,
And daunce to the music of your chaines.


It's font size 8, not font size 55, it's hence not meant for you to understand.

If you keep trying, I'll keep putting things that don't make sense because confusing you makes me happy.


5:40:00 PM because I say so
At The East
Photos of Wednesday at the East. No Sokmui, I don't like that place. The road you brought us to walk is very 1980s, very cute, very different, but it's. Still. Super. Far.

._.

Anyway, we had dinner at Aston's, this place near Parkway Parade that usually has great service. But we were suay, or Sokmui was suay so the service wasn't very good that day. Lol.

Oh. I know why already.



It's because the waiter who served us was Patrick. Can you see, can you see his name at the top of the receipt. I bet he heard me laughing at his name, saying things like, "I wonder where's Spongebob". That's why he told us there wasn't fries, when there is. LOL.

But then we got free fries anyway because the manager-looking person was nice and his name is Spongebob. HAHAHA. Yes, serious. His name is Spongebob, believe me.

Then I didn't take any other picture at Aston's because Sokmui found the Black Bug in her house salad (yes, the one that comes in pairs) and uh, yah.

Then they wanted to go somewhere for ice cream (?) but we've to take a bus, and I really don't want to be any further away from civilisation, so we went into a nice-looking cafe.

The photos differ in lightings because I used two different modes interchangeably.



Here's the Crispy Mushroom that I thought would be Fried Mushrooms. It tastes very different and I don't like it.



Cripsy Mushroom in another mode with Priscilla's hand and fork.



Priscilla's Chili Artwork. Can you guess what it is. Hint: It's abstract art.



Cheesecake and Sokmui's hand. LOL LOL okay I've to stop mentioning the hands in the photos. Cheesecake and Sokmui's hand sounds like Sokmui's hand is served with the cheesecake... LOL OMG. How is it possible that anyone can kill a killer since a killer will kill you before you can kill the killer?! (I can memorise this line already.) HAHA.



Some drink and caramel biscuit.



Some other drink and another caramel biscuit. That's Naomi's hand.



Sorry for disturbing picture. She said it should be put at the door, like advert kind of thing. I told her nobody will come in then. On second thoughts, maybe Weisiang would. Horror attracts horror. HAHAHA.

Let me show you my new friend!



Sis is my hao jiemeixXxXx.



Here are my 13 sisters. 5 of them are (what's after quadruples?) pentaples, and the other eight are octables. What pentacles and octopus, how dare you make fun of my sisters. They're sweet okay (LOL). HAHAHA.



But to me, they'll all equally important.



Just like how cheese is equals to chili flakes.



Priscilla arranged this. ._.

Now I present, The Story of The Glass



Once upon there lived a glass called Glassy. He's classy and only listens to class 95FM. At natural frequency, Glassy vibrates so fast that his heart can't take it. Hence he breaks. Like literally breaks into many many pieces. We can hear his heart break like piang.

One day, Meigui met Glassy and thought he looked lonely, so she picked him up and showed him to her friends.



Here's how Sokmui looks in Glassy's eyes.



Here's how Huizhen looks in Glassy's eyes.



Here's how Naomi looks in Glassy's eyes. The surprising thing is, Naomi looks the same! :O SHE LOOKS THE SAME EVEN THROUGH GLASSY. Amazing but true. /OMG

Lol. Okay. The end.

._.

Other random photos taken.



Huizhen who likes to take pictures with Pocky in her mouth and Sokmui who kills before you can finish saying Naomi's idol looks like -----. Yea.



Makio. LOL LOL LOL. Naomi and Makio are almost spelt the same. Manio is Naomi scrambled. :O



Then Sokmui complained there's a space between Priscilla and I. For Glassy maybe.







Sokmui was calling Huizhen. LOL. Okay she's going to kill me. My last words are, I want to pass Physics, I love my family and friends, please let me die a quick death.



Pocky girl changed a lot. At least now she finished eating Pocky already.



:)

Bukit Timah next Wednesday! MY TERRITORY HA HA HA.


4:48:00 PM because I say so