I found out about this through this when I was google-ing cute things to cheer myself up.
I don't support it nor am I against it. Just thought it's interesting.
It's g-o-o-d...!
It has the "betty-ness" that I need to juice up my spirits and keep depression at bay.
Love the characters, love the lines, love the music!!! Purely awe-some!!!
By it's very definition, glee is about opening yourself up to joy.
yo... y lydat... haih...
后补@5.30am: 为什么一些东西，你明明没有刻意寻找，但却会频频出现？
Here I am, 4 in the morning, in my room, watching Art Attack and Gargoyles on YouTube.
Neil Buchanan certainly made art fun. The PVA glue, newspapers and toilet paper technique is classic!
Gargoyles, I think that was one of my super favourite cartoons when I was a kid. And I must say, it still is. I used to follow the dramatic voiceover in the opening sequence, "We are Gargoyles!". There was even once I quarreled with my mum when I refused to go downstairs for dinner just because I didn't want to miss an episode.
Ahh the 90's, when I was young and cute. =P
I guess this is me, in some way, trying to re-live a bit of my good-ol' childhood.
I seldom blog such happenings but since it's my last AS paper this November, just thought I would write a bit on it.
So yesterday (or if I were to be politically correct, TODAY) I studied till about 4 in the morning, trying to do as much Statistics exercises as possible. This is all thanks to my usual 'last minute' attitude towards exams. I know I know, it's bad, but I just can't help it. =P
Then the worst part comes. Every time, and I really mean EACH AND EVERY TIME that I have something important to do the next morning, I either subconsciously choose to sleep late or experience insomnia. For this case it's the latter. There I was lying on my bed, my brain so awake and active, half revising what I just studied, half wandering in the realms of impossibility. Stupid brain. urghh..
And before you know it dawn breaks. I set my alarm to ring at 6.30am so I could go to college early for some last minute prep work but ended up snoozing it till 7am, haha... my laziness, another thing I should cure.
When I reached college, I got about 45 minutes to browse through some stuff. Then into the Hall I went.
1st question. Bummed.
WTH?! Totally couldn't think of how to write the solution. Why is the person next to me writing?? And more importantly WHAT is the person next to me writing???? What kind of question is this????? Haiz, proves that I'm not cut out to do Stats...haha..
Nevermind. Skip first.
So I continued on to do Q2, Q3, Q4.
Question 5. F.
This time I totally didn't understand what the question was about. I tried to write out a solution but it made no sense even to myself. Die lo die lo.
Skip first.
Finish off Q6 and Q7. 10.00am, 15 minutes to go.
Back to Q1. Haiya cincai la... So I crapped a few lines of answer and considered it done.
Flip flip flip my answer booklet --- Question 5. Walao headache. I read read and re-read the question a gazillion times, but my brain only managed to churn up a bunch of junk that couldn't possibly be the solution. Just as I was about to simply write some of these junk as my answer, it hit me! Exactly like in the movies you know? When the light bulb floating above your head lights up. Haha! So I wrote as fast as I could and while writing kept cursing the four-part question for being so complex. Finished just in the nick of time. Phew~
After the papers were collected, my first words to Kar May and her first words to me were (as usual) ......... “可以死吗？！”
LOL. That ends my 'fun and exciting' Statistics AS Paper. :]
Nervous about stats tomorrow. Uncomfortable stomach.
Wait.
Maybe it's just something I ate.
Dunno.
Just felt I had to write this out.
I'm probably really nervous.
Not prepared, not prepared!!!!!!
Argghhh.......
Betty: Eat me I'm a hot dog
Marc: And I'm a wholewheat bun
Betty: Now it's time to eat the greatest treat under the sun
Marc: Add a squirt of ketchup for a whole lot more fun
Betty: Eat me I'm a hot dog
Marc: Eat me I'm a bun
Together: Eat us...
The lyrics, the dance... OMG so damm hilarious!!! XD
I've listed this as a 'when-emo-must-watch' video for myself. Haha...
This song just made my day.
So here I am, listening to the ‘mini-waterfall’ outside and typing this post. Boredom is killing me by the minute as my life without Broadband continues. (Wait, if I don’t have Broadband Internet, how did I manage to get this posted?) This is all thanks to a little something called – Maxis Broadband Introductory Pack! I got it when they were doing a promotion on campus. Life-saving, I must say. But I dare not use it too often or too ‘heavily’ lest it fails me before my Streamyx arrives, i.e. no downloads and no movie streaming. Boring~
Lucky for me the old place is 3 minutes away and I still have Facebook and MSN. Facebook, I tell you, is totally therapeutic. It provides what I term as ‘positive therapy’ and ‘negative therapy’. Positive is where all the normal fb activities cheer me up. Negative is when I see, then I realize, and I am determined… Some things may be true, some just assumptions, and some mere imagination, but I choose to believe the one that makes me - not happier - but determined.
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Oh ya, 又要用华文写一段了，因为关系到“嘉玲”。
她突然又找我谈天了，尴尬。
而她又问了一些重来几乎没人问过我的问题，唐突。
也告诉了我一些自己的事，奇怪。
虽然这样，但和她谈天总的来说是开心的，也有一种莫名的疗效作用。
明天她又会打来吧，不懂又要聊多久了。
担心是因为不懂怎么和别人谈天，我基本上算是个沟通白痴。
不过，相信会是愉快的。
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A friend recently taught me the phrase ‘one coin has two sides’. Although I doubt she reads my blog, I want to express my gratitude to her for enlightening me. It is true. Some things, when ongoing, feel so good and so right. When it all goes awry, however, you don’t remember that good. You push off the decisions made as ‘bad judgments’ or ‘immaturity’ or ‘impulsive acts’. I believe that is the healing power of the mind in action. It does not completely delete, but it fabricates fictional emotions to make sense of the past. I want to continue describing my ‘theory’, but I think I’m starting to sound like I’m crapping (which I most probably am).
I hate it that only I seem to think of things this way.
But it doesn’t matter now, coz I’m in a new place, if you know what I mean.
Finally, after all the hassle, it's over...
So tiring, not gonna do this again anytime soon. Wait, no, I think I gotta do it again next year, just maybe not in such a big scale.
And I cut my finger while opening a cupboard yesterday. Blood. Ouch. Somebody should baby-proof these things, for my sake. =P
Now I'm stealing a few minutes to online. Didn't online for ONE WHOLE DAY already (yea yea, biggg deal), my hands are itching bad, my Facebook notifications have piled up to an unimaginable number, and my crops in Country Story aren't harvested! (yea yea, big deal again, LOL...) Relief from tiring work.
On a sidenote, took my AS Pure Maths exam on Thursday. Baffled by 1 question but still, hopeful. *fingers crossed* Gonna sit for GP on Monday. Didn't touch any reading materials yet. This I reckon I'm doomed. Shite...
Ok, fun's over, back to unpacking.
