At 5:53 PM on
Monday, July 26, 2004
In school's computer lab at 8.30am.
Busy. yes. Computer breakdown. Yes (with a groan, an enraged howl, a fierce look... etc) !! It is very irritating in fact when my computer broke down in the middle of an ongoing semester. It is superbly irritating. Why? I have to go to the school's PC lab, or someone's house to use the computer. Anything involving the Internet is even worst. My situation is rendered even much more helpless. Haiz. And I am not into manual work. Ha ha ha.
This morning, I went through a HeLL ride, on my dad's bike. Ok, so far, I have not ridden anyone's bike without feeling nauseaous. But at least, my dad is better than my uncle. I rode on his sports bike, and my heart jumped to my throat. Going to school on my dad's bike meant going on the PIE where the super big vehicles like lorries are also on their way to "their destiny". Haha. It was scary. Each time the bike passed by one huge lorry, I winced.
There is a bazaar in my school's atrium from today til Wednesday. I hate bazaars. =)
Ok. I should be making my way back to school now. Love y'all!
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XOXO
Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 8:46 AM on
Sunday, July 11, 2004
Hearing.. Crash Push by Robi Crash Rosa..
Ashlee Simpson. Alrite. Im changing my blog skin soon. This is getting depressing.
Issues
Have you ever wondered if the person you know who is forever laughing, forever cracking dumb and lamer by day jokes, forever smiling, forever looking jovial, forever seeming strong.. is actually breaking down into pieces inside? Like a person whose bones have ruptured into pieces inside, the body may still be smiling on the outside. Haha. I am saying this because.. I believe people should stop judging things at face value.
Tigers
Spiderman 2. Hrm. Im not gushing about the actor or actress here k. But rather, I am amazed that the movie isnt like the comic book. Arhh.. this is what it should be.. satisfying the visual desires of the audience.. people enjoy watching something they predict.. a little twist, maybe.. but generally towards a certain similar point.. I miss watching movies.. The package is usually ... la la la.. winks*.
I miss _ _ _ _ . Nada.
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Spiderman, spiderman, where have you gone, Spiderman? Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 6:13 AM on
Friday, July 09, 2004
Listening to Pieces of Me by Ashlee..
Blah blah blah
*I salute Devi, for raising her voice super high to the DLE lecturer for being such a pain in the mind. $80 for a textbook which will "sleep at home".. haha.. and she was so adamant about not letting us just zap it.. who is she? The ahem.. ahem.. blah.. blah .. spy?
**Okie. So I was really emotional in my previous blog entry. Hrm.. I shall notdisclose too much about my personal feelings henceforth. La la la.
***Today is a weary weary day. Too much transportation journeys, and putting your patience on the ground to be tested by the Unworthys can snuff a person. Soon, I shall be. Snuffed.
****Today is quite the smiley day. Quite. Since I cannot keep my fingers crossed, I shall keep them open. I only pray for the best of things.
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Doodle.. Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 5:26 AM on
Thursday, July 08, 2004
Everytime I try to fly..
I fall...
P.Q.S
I am amazed that I did not have much of a migraine in PQS class today, although the expectations from the impending project left my heart tightening in pain. My heart has been going through that a lot lately. shrugs* I wonder why we need to bring ourselves to do this thing when we have like other monster work on our back already. Tensions are mounting higher..
Fallen
My birthday is coming.. but I am not excited in the least. Probably I am too overwhelmed by everything that is happening around me.. What I know is that on that day, I will be alone. I intend to buy a chocolate cake for myself, from BreadTalk or something, sit at Marina Bay or Esplanade after my class ends at 6 (PQS again..) if anything, at least I should not lose that last thread of hope in myself.. chuckles*. Birthdays are nothing special, really. It is just an acknowledgement that a year has passed.. and that you are probably a step closer to Death.
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I'm tired..
Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 5:34 AM on
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
The song goes like "If love were liquid.."
Like a girl who went shopping but couldnt find the right shirt.
Like a rich woman who wished she could trade her money for love.
Like a poor woman who wished she could have food to at least eat.
Like a girl who found the right shirt, but it couldnt fit.
Like a man who found out he was impotent.
Like a woman who knew she could not give birth.
Like a criminal who wished he hadnt done it in the first place.
Like a criminal who tried turning over a new leaf but got no support.
Like a woman who had sex for the thousandth time but couldnt achieve orgasm.
Like a woman who lost her baby.
Like a woman whose husband had an affair.
Like a little girl whose first teddy bear got run over by the truck.
Like a cancer patient who knew he had only a month left.
Like anyone who isnt perfect but wished for perfection.
Like the perfect human being who wished he has something to worry.
Like a man in debt but knew he couldnt pay it off.
Like a wife who saw her husband died and children burned.
Like a businessman who watched his business collapse and declared bankrupt.
Like the man who is at the scene of his own execution.
Like me...
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I'm not a perfect person.. Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 2:18 AM on
Sunday, July 04, 2004
The radio plays Pieces of Me by Ashlee..
Apparently Kylie Minogue has a power fan who has all her photos in one website. Haha~. The power fan isnt me, by the way. La la la~. Today is a rather uneventful day. I wanted to play badminton, but sadly the court has been conquered by a bunch of secondary school Chinese boys. I bet they wanted to play basketball, the sport most go crazy about in my area. But since the basketball court has been taken over, I bet they changed their choice of sport. La la la~. Tommorow is such a dread. Along with the rest of the week. Can you believe it? I actually have homework now.
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I love the way how you can tell.. Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 7:31 AM on
Saturday, July 03, 2004
The TV plays Hey Ya by Outkast..
| UCAUTION |
| IN THE INTEREST OF SAFETY IT IS ADVISABLE TO KEEP ANNA AWAY FROM FIRE AND FLAMES. |
*Maybe the sign should say.. "Better not make Anna mad like fire and flames." Haha. Whatever*. Okie. I am in a very pissed off mood today. I am like a walking mine. Argh. Saturday. The first free Saturday. Maybe not so free. Yeah. I finally managed to the the thing I have been wanting to do since God knows when.. but I didn't study! Oh noo..
**This semester is majorly individualised.. and group work is highly minimised.. (hey..) which is odd.. because in the first year.. there had been vibes going around saying that group work is encouraged in my course, because in the industry, it works in the same way. You work with others, not just yourself. Whatever*.
***Aha.. yesterday.. I received a message from my.. ex best friend.. words like put the past behind us and the present is the blah blah.. are the main ideas.. ok, cool. I mean.. why should we all bear grudges right? Plus it is sinful to break friendships after all. (Phew.)But I know.. after losing a friendship with her for like.. 11 years.. it will be damn hard to get things working as normally as it should with all the awkwardness in the way.. Friendships appear surreal to me at times.. People who claim they are your friends dont really act like one, though in your heart you bloody wish they would.. you want them to be the way they are but at the same time, you want them to be your friends.. tough*. The best part is.. they even realise this to themselves.. but their treatment towards others are still the same.
****Did I mention that I hate crabsticks? The plasticky smell.. man.. EEKKS!! Along with vegetables.. haha.. RiDe tried to force me to eat the veggies on my plate many a time.. but I never did.. it is not easy to make me eat those green things.. I only eat a few species of them.. but usually what's served aint up to my throat's tolerance.
*****And why I am mad? I hate it when people accuse me of being what I am not. And when I try to be what they want me to be, I still get accused. No point trying... the hurt is only doubled.
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Why cant that day just come?
Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 7:29 AM on
Friday, July 02, 2004
The radio plays Chocolate by Kylie..
Yes, it is Kylie Minogue. Haha. Even if Chocolate wasnt really playing on my PC or the radio, I will still put it down as that.. I love the song.. for now at least. winks*.
No, for the record, I am not lesbian. My infatuation with Kylie Minogue( for the moment ) has nothing to do with my sexual orientation. Where would RiDe be if I were.. ? Haha. chuckles*. I really think that she is one role model lar. She was not like super duper popular but she continues working with the same vicious determination, and look where she is now? hrmz*.
I hate Fridays. Especially on odd weeks. Why? It not only signals the end of the oh-so-good odd week, but also the weekend that will welcome in the better-off-zombiefied even week. Yuck. Yuck. Can you imagine? Lucky there isn't any S.A.M tutorial. Or PQS's for that matter. But still. 2 hours.. uurgh.
I want to bring RiDe to a very special special place..
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In dreams, your imaginations are limitless.
Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
At 6:05 AM on
Thursday, July 01, 2004
Thinking of.. that!!
Will it??
Okie. Let's make this short and sweet. My migraine is back, and if I dont take a good rest, I may as well not come to school for all the zombie-fied persona I may be adopting. Meaning, I wont be able to focus in school tommorrow at all. Bleahs*.
My migraine has been attacking me on a daily basis ever since last week. And I really pray that it will really die away because it has become an obstacle to all my plans for the week. Sighs*. Fuck la....
Financial management was kind of ok. It was not too bad. Considering the severed ties I have already had with those sort of subjects, I am pretty ready to "reconcile" with them. The lecturer played a huge part in influencing this too. Thanks*. Though I dont know how long this will last.
S.A.M AND P.Q.S are murder modules. Not only are they exasperatingly redundant, (in my opinion), they make my life miserable too. Because this means, I spent an extra 4 hours in school cracking my head and extending my patience to tahan through the hours. It doesnt help that the lecturers are probably just as dry as the modules. Haha~. I know, I know.. I am mean. But can I help it? My migraine is worsened because of that sing-song voice of my dear P.Q.S teacher. These are the sort of things that make anyone wish that Thursdays are never part of a week.
But maybe S.A.M will do people some good. Make people realise that you should never judge a book by its cover, or to come up with impressions before actually knowing that person intimately or personally. But then again, 2 hrs is too much.
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P.Q.S, anyone? Love,
Lady under the Invisibility Cloak*
