the worst cheena new year's eve ever

i hate the lunar new year.

firstly, it never fails that i fall ill during the season. i'm weak and feverish now. i think i'm allergic to all things cheena,

secondly, i had to go to school today for three free periods, no lessons and one lame concert. the concert band, arguably the best of the three victoria school cultural groups, emulated the cheena orchestra today. ewww. in a sense it was a successful emulation, as they managed to make a normally beautiful-sounding clarinet sound like a Cheena Funeral Trumpet, but a successful concert cheena music does not make.

thirdly [and this deserves a separate paragraph due to its severity], i am seriously considering severing all ties with my school's av department. today's backstage work was horrendous. from seniors that don't know if they're on duty & couldn't be bothered to leave class early to set up, to microphones on stands placed too close to [and eventually ended up being dragged by] the curtain, and constant feedback [that weeaaooowww sound], coupled with poor timing and momentous unresponsivity.

fourthly, my granddad has just been discharged from Tan Tock Seng, where he was admitted into for heart failure. kinda puts a damper on festivities.

fifthly, my father has been detained in Papua New Guinea for attempting to export baby sea cumbers. [apparently an endangered species, although i can't fathom why] so it seems bribery didn't get him far enough. this will be the second year in a row that he didn't turn up for the lunar new year. but it doesn't really matter. to quote 'About A Boy', he'd "have been a useless father, wherever [he was] was living, so i don't see what difference it makes"

sixthly, ex-boys came back. those of you who do not know [or feel the compulsive urge to act shocked], i have been retained one year. that means that i am in my fifth year at victoria school, and all those my age, those i have befriended over the past two years, have moved on to tertiary education. now, you try sitting there, listening to a couple of people you used to be able to look in the eye and talk to talk about their JC life, how yadda-yadda-yadda. i got the hell out of there once Simon was done with my Palm. ended up talking 853, falling asleep while listening to the sad-song part of my CD-RW on repeat and feeling extremely sorry for myself. i woke up in Yishun, and had to spent another hour getting home. in the end, i wasted two good hours sleeping and being upset.

i think i'll top myself if i have to go through this shit again next year.

"Demons (featuring Macy Gray)", Fatboy Slim

malaccan coffee & why people drive 300km to buy it

if i laid out today in narrative form, it would take forever, and run on for pages. hence, today's efficient bullet-point system.

0600 woke up tired, angry and with a headache. asked the maid to make a cup of coffee, which i try not to drink first thing in the morning, as it has an even less effect on me then. i'm one of those that don't get affected by a TCBATL [read: Coffee Bean] Double-Shot Ultimate Ice Blended [and that's with chocolate-covered expresso beans]

0625 supposed to leave the house to catch my regular bus [the 0630 105], but was busy looking for my chinese text

0630 gave up on catching 105, drank the coffee and left [with CL Text] to catch the 0640 159

0658 reached Toa Payoh Bus Interchange, in time to see the  0655 26 leave

0703 boarded the 0700 26

0711 arrived at the bus stop, and strided to school. didn't notice i was striding, though, as i normally walk pretty fast anyway

0715 entered the classroom. surprisingly, both doors were unlocked. started to notice that everyone was more irritating than usual, and that impatience was being added to my frame of mind. Matt, as usual, was seated, sorry, sleeping behind me. someone mentioned someone else getting a new Sony Ericsson. i automatically assumed it was the same model as my Ericsson T68m [meaning a Sony Ericsson T68i], was at the same time angry with whoever bought it [still don't know the model or the owner] and was completely fed up with that fact. stormed out of the classroom for what appeared to the rest of the world to be no good reason

ahh, i give up. basically, i had coffee too strong for my own good, and shit happened. never again.

- "Shut Your Mouth", Garbage

[one and three-fifths months later]

"Welcome
We love you
We hate you
We love you
We want you
We need you
We wish we were like you
They say you're a saint
You're a whore
You're a sinner
That he had you
He made you
He can't live without you
Would you confess if we asked
That you nurture the urge
To declare that it’s time
To settle down
With a man of your own
You want a baby
A family
A piece of security

Shut your mouth
Try not to panic
Just shut your mouth
If you can do it
Shut your mouth
Try not to panic
Just shut your mouth
If you can do it
Just shut your mouth

What's your opinion of the dire situation
In our land here
Our guest here
Of course you'll be nice here
How do you feel about God and religion
Are you good people
Bad people
Guess it doesn't matter people
Your place
My place
Make her bring that famous face
You got some
You want some
You wanna let me get you some
We know your music but of course we'd never buy it
It’s too fake man
Right man!
[We don't give a fucking damn]

Shut your mouth
Try not to panic
Just shut your mouth
If you can do it
Shut your mouth
Try not to panic
Just shut your mouth
If you can do it

I hear you say it
Play it smart girl
Win the game love
Give’em what they want
What they want to see and you could be a big star
You could go far
Make a landmark
What have you been reading you smart girl?
Win the game love
Give’em what they want
What they want to see and you could be a big star
You could go far
Make a landmark
Make a shitload

And the world spins by
With everybody moaning
Pissing, bitching and everyone is shitting
On their friends
On their love
On their oaths
On their honor
On their graves
On their mouths
And their words say nothing

Shut your mouth
Try not to panic
Just shut your mouth
If you can do it
Shut your mouth
Try not to panic
Just shut your mouth
If you can do it
Just shut your mouth

I waited to say something
Oh shut your mouth
I wanted to say something
Just shut your mouth
I waited to say something
Oh shut your mouth
I wanted to be something
Just shut your mouth"

- "Shut Your Mouth", Garbage