arsenal won 3-2!
after being reduced to ten men, and two-nil down at half-time

a kind-of scrappy win, i think
but i'll take it
and it was funny at times!
like cesc's pinballing shot
hahah

anyways...

I wanna marry Soren mongkongtong King!!!
hahah
sorry, that just burst out of me
he's just so cute!
especially in specs and a shirt
dashing!

ok, so i'm going crazy over a dude on tv who's a muay thai fighter
a bit too out-there, i bet you're thinking
but he's so nice to watch

la la la la la la la la la la

lookth like fina ith inthane!
lithp; fina ith lithping!

hahahahahah

so totally unprepared for school tmr
i'm going to die.

fina.

do you know what time portals are?
in the movies, it's this gateway through which you leave one world and enter the next dimension
where everything's the same, except... different

anyways, that is what my contact lens experience has been like
not the first time though; the difference has been more pronounced this time round
when i enter the toilet to put on my contact lenses, i have my glasses on
and then when i leave the toilet with the lenses on, everything's bigger
and way weirder
hahah
like the toilet changed my view of the world

and it's so freaky! everything just seems too freakishly big!
my hands, my feet, the plates, A4 paper- all humongous!
i keep thinking that my feet have grown overnight
and it looks too big to me
i don't know about other people- maybe it's normal for things to be that big?
but not to me
i literally was myopic
and have gotten used to living in a smaller world

i don't get why keyboards, which look bigger in "contact" life, have to be so big
they looked fine and were just as easily usable when they were smaller in "specs" world

anyways, i don't understand how people see things
isn't everything too big for logic to you?
it is to me
hahah

fina

The Tale of The Demise of Fina The Do-Good-er

yup, people from my class, i did get scolded by ms k today
for disrupting lecture
with roy
never happened before
and really, it shouldn't have!
not that i'm bitter about it
i didn't do anything wrong
just showed a thumbs up to roy for him doing well in lit
and then i got caught
and she asked the both of us to sit right in the front of lecture
nothing too bad though
heh

what if...: A06 had been allowed to come into lecture?
there wouldn't have been space for us to sit in front
or would us getting caught have even happened?
because any change in any event can mean a change in outcomes

darn
oh well
first time for everything
maybe i should pierce my tongue, next...

(joking! duh!)

=(

*Fulltime* update

thoughts continued:

1. Arsenal have lost for the second time this season, 2-1

darn...
i'm kinda bummed
exciting game though
walcott didn't make an impact
van persie seemed off
adebayor shouldn't have cut his hair!
hleb was on-off
fabregas! still good
almunia still fabulous

2. bacary sagna scored a goal

yay for him!
first goal ever!
and the first goal of the match
good for him!

3. sagna's worm-like dreads

i wonder what they're made of...
they're blond
unlike the rest of his hair
somebody else's hair?
no matter; he still plays better with long rather than short hair
he played badly when he'd just cut his hair
and when he put those fake-dreads back on, he started playing well!
maybe ade should do the same...

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*Halftime*

my thoughts so far:

1. Yay Reading won yesterday!

they really deserve a break, these hard-working guys
and they're not that close to relegation anymore
yay!!!

2. poor liverpool lost 3-0 against man u!

mascherano sent off- wrongly so in my opinion

3. i hate christiano ronaldo's face everytime he scores a goal

freakin' smug

4. robin van persie has funny chicken arms!

his arms are always left behind,
whether he be running, or kicking, or falling over
you know, like when he's running,
his upper arms will be tucked in, forearms pointing outwards
like chicken wings flapping!
no offense to robin- he's possibly the most good-looking guy in arsenal
(yes, not cesc; cesc's just the most adorable)
but he's just so funny!
it's like he's so tall, and his arms are so long, that they're just left behind wherever he goes!

5. hleb looks sickly

i've always thought this
he looks like a combination of sick/frail/anorexic/malnourished/benign
but he's just so adorable the way he is

6. almunia is darn good!

i love emmanuel almunia: he's my hero!
goalkeepers are always so underrated
but i now realise how hard almunia works, and how good he is at his job
i *heart* almunia! (and cesc; can't forget cesc)

match not done yet
seeyaz!

i guess now that i think about it, the bbq yesterday was one of those occasions where i remember the good stuff only

yes, i was aware that a lot of not-so-pleasing things happened
like falling on the playground and hitting myself on the metal rungs, or dropping my garlic bread :(
hahah
but the rest of it was fun
even with the little clique-ish divides

keed got pushed into the pool
which was anti-climactic
heh
darn, it was supposed to be a nice swinging-fling into the pool
but the guys chickened out
could've gotten a good picture out of that, too

dan, jerrald and i seriously, seriously tried to have an intelligent conversation
that didn't involve cheese or bimbotic-speak
but we failed miserably
dan ended up talking to herself about the econs lecturer
while jerrald was doing who-knows-what
and i just stood there thinking of an intelligent expertise i can talk to myself about

results: the mixture of our three dna in the air when we talk is just too potently IQ-decreasing. we're bad for the world. kill us off, please.
mwa-HA-HA

blergh

anyways, today i woke up with a soaring headache and a dripping runny nose
still smelling of bbq smoke
went to the bookshop
but i wasn't of much use there
so i went to granny's house and slept
all the way till 8 pm

that was how my day was spent
and i don't regret it one bit
because it represents NOT having to study

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
that, my friends, is how BT1's demise make me feel like doing
i shall indulge in it once more
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

fina

"Isn't anyone interested in a bar-bie-que?"

yay it was fun! a fun fun fun bar-bie-que!!
i am still glowing from the welcome aftermath of the bbq

i didn't get to stay out beyond 12 am
but that was because my parents fetched me on their way home
if not, i guarantee i would have achieved my goal of 12 am
a rebellion against the gender and racial restrictions placed upon me by the societal forces

stop, STOP! no more literature!!!!!!

hmmm.... bowling next, guys?

finananananananananananananananana

(if you see many "na"s, you know i'm happy!)

(pictures will be uploaded as soon as i develop them =))

yay BT1 is over!!!!

(and with that, my life too is so over... results, rnsults, insults to teachers... )

three days of walking in the rain + red bull-drinking has gotten me stuck with a runny/blocked nose at a time when it's completely useless...

I was hoping i'd get sick before maths paper, at the very least

but i didn't; so...

bar-be-que after this

have to leave in an hour or so to get on 966

hmm

not in a mood to type much

i hope tonight turns out to be fun

fina

yo! i'll be sleeping in a few minutes, then waking up and studying...

but before that, here's a very cute video of a dog called sophie who eats air:



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and for all mariah carey fans! this is one song i've gotten stuck on for the past few days, and it's super, super, super funny!
it's supposed to be "without you", but, the lady calls it "ken lee"
hahaha

lyrics:
No one ken to ken to sivmen
nor yon clees toju maliveh
When I gez aju zavateh na nalechoo more
new yonooz tonigh molinigh
Yon sorra shooo
yes ee shooo, ooo
Ken leeeee
tulibu dibu douchoo
Ken leeeee
tulibu dibu douchoo
Ken leeeee
ken lee meju more


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and finally, this is one video that has a surprise right in the middle of the song
it's a guy, nick pitera, singing a whole new world
but the best part comes in the middle of the song...
JUST WATCH! hahah

okay, so this is how my holiday week has gone so far: go out, go out, go out
hahaha

saturday: helped out with syf bp band, then off to h. hashim bookshop to help out

sunday: the day i got a bit pissed off;
after which i went walking about imm with syaz

monday: school (uggh), then went bead shopping

tuesday: school, then bead shopping (again...)

wednesday: ice skating! (weee~!) with the D-an and S-teph in DFS and with Jerrald
then,
although i was moolah-less, was cajoled into going to that place in bugis
where you get to stay till 7 for only $18 (plus free drinks! non-alcoholic, duh)
with jerr, pat, jeremy, ze, keed and dan
and now i'm in debt... :-(
had fun (i usually do)
keed with his ear-drum-bursting rendition of staying alive
and just feeling intimidated by pat's vocals (i don't hold it against you, dear! <3)

thursday: went out with syaz, her grandma, aunt,
and diana, who's back from india!
out to vivo; lunch at banquet, and a little bit of just walking about
then went to woodlands library to study
3 till about 8

friday: tried to study
did, for the most part
then just lost steam and felt a little nauseous anyway

and here i am
writing a blog entry
off to hwa chong int. tomorrow for bp band syf practice
tired

huh

fina

i am so ashamed of bukit panjang government high school students
particularly those in the malay dance cca

i know, i was from that cca
but it seems an incredible lack of disregard and respect for others has risen in these girls

what am i talking about?

i was at bp on saturday with syaz to help choreograph and teach malay dance steps to these girls
so that they can perform it with the band for this year's band syf
and on saturday, they decided to have an extra practice on sunday (today)
so that those who can't make it during the week can learn the dance

and so, forsaking the sanctity of sunday as our rest day, syaz and i agreed to come today
and meet the girls at 10 am

and we arrived on time
nobody was there

we thought," okay, typical of secondary school peeps
we'll just wait a while longer while we have breakfast"

10.20: still nobody shows up
we were getting irritated by this point

finally, around 10.30 or so, one girl shows up
the one in charge of the thing
the only one who bothered to come

(by this time, although my facial expression just showed placidness
in my head, i was thinking "^@&#%?! %#&@*#!!!!!")

we waited for a while more
beyond 10.45 am
and just decided to teach the steps to the one girl
who will teach it to the rest over the week
before the trip to hwa chong on saturday to practice

where i'm supposed to be present
(actually, they wanted us to come on every day that they have a practice this week
but we put our foot down at that)

and now i don't feel like going
and i don't feel like telling them that i'm not coming
just to give them a taste of their own medicine

but i can't
because i'm not that type of person
(yet; i may start working on it, just to learn to assert my authority)

hummppphhhh
all i get out of this are cip hours
other schools hire choreographers
and pay them
and although their piece isn't very long
only like, eight eights or something
(I know, pathetic right)
at least give us the respect we deserve for taking time out of our busy schedules
and our a level preparatons to come and do this

lake placid is boiling over

(sorry it's another complaint-ridden post;
i just need a place to complain and complain and complain)

gp paper
hmm
what can i say?
in fact, when have i ever said anything good after a paper?
hahah

of course, my reaction coming out of the examination hall was,
"uggghhh, lousy paper; wasted half-an-hour on one and half pages
before proceeding to start afresh on a new sheet of paper."

the next coherent thought i had was,
"phew! warm air, please!"
damn it was bloody freezing in there

i did my essay on success.
"Success is all human relations. Do you agree?"
or something along those lines

i'll let you know how it turns out
just remind me first

after that infernal affair was over,
time for lunch
yay! finally!
bones contracting due to coldness + empty stomach = not good

went for the first time to that cafe at the side
near mac's
the nine of us:
pat, dan, ly, jerr, jeremy, ze, bong, yeu keed and i
wasn't halal
so i had soup and garlic bread only
and an over-priced, $2.00 coke light
and steph came!!

went back to school
they were getting back their results
and i still had abominable sl stuff to pass to k

and then DFS tea time...
...at the same cafe
which was fine, because they had activities to do there
fun!
had brownies with ice-cream
yum! and now i'm a debtor
hmm

and now i'm home
tuition in like, half an hour
arrggghhh

fina
(i think if i were someone else talking to me, i'd be irritated.
like poles repel.
lesson: i'll shan't ever find a boyfriend like me.
i'll either kill him, or kill myself.)

yesterday was cca sign-up day

needless to say, my nonentity of a cca had its practice cancelled, so i could go home early

also, k and tan weren't in school

so no lit lessons all day

so we ended at 1!!!

i didn't want to go home so early

and i was hungry, anyways

so i took up jerrald's offer to eat lunch outside school

with the guys

at first there were no girls

except me!

but i smsed dan and liying to come along

but only liying could come

and we met rachel

yay!! another girl!!!

which was a good thing, because liying left before i even bought my food =(

but at least rachel was there

now, you're probably wondering why i'm typing it out in such chronological detail

it's because i'm narrating the story to pat

who doesn't want me to talk because she's reading over my shoulder as i'm typing

okay

that's all

hahah

fina

ARSENAL WINS!!!!!!!!!

fab fabregas scored in the 85th minute, i think
and ade in the 92nd minute

wooohhooooooO!!!!!!

okay, gotta get ready for school


finnaaaaaaaaa

okay, now that i've de-anger-ized, here's something cute from youtube:



it's this cat called winston getting a bath
his head gets washed only in the last part, for most of the video,
he's just a skinny little cat with a huge fluffy head
hahah!

there's another video too, of him trying to fit his head into a tall glass to try and drink some protein shake
needless to say, he didn't succeed
but underneath all that fur is actually a pretty skinny cat

fina

(that was how i de-anger-ised. pretty effective too, considering how annoyed i was)

sial sial sial sial sial

now, is sial really a curse word?
i don't think it should be

curse words are words with dirty meanings
and sial really doesn't have a dirty meaning
in fact, it's meaning is totally innocent

it basically means "unlucky"
why is that a bad word, i wonder?
because society dictates that it is?

if you knew that sial actually meant "unlucky", would you feel that it was a curse word?
i don't think you would.

But because society has imposed it's interpretation on you, you think whatever it wants you to think, even if you know better.

Now, "fuck", that is a curse word
because it has a dirty, dirty meaning

but of course, how you define dirty has been dictated to you by society as well...

...hmm, now it feels like you can never get away from what society dictates
even gender expectations

because society has told you time and time again that females are the weaker sex
you believe it
even though never have you seen direct evidence that tells you otherwise about your son and daughters

by this point, you would have probably figured out that i'm talking about my parents
and of course, like society, tha's another thing that you can never seem to get away from

unlike american society, where children are given full independence (except for the money part) from their parents ,and given the leeway to do whatever the hell they want,
we asians have to smother the children - female children, particularly - until they get married and are smothered by their husbands

we are never given any rein in this society
unless parents don't care
because when you care, you still have to be dictative
there's no such thing as trusting your child to do what he or she thinks is right
only you know what is right, and that has to be imposed on your child

in this part of the world (or at least, in my household),
society rules, parents dictate, and children are brainless


fina,
who is really angry, but mostly annoyed at parents' insensibility


(now, i'm going to get more flak from them 'rents,
because they frown upon talking about bad stuff openly,
but i don't give a damn, because no matter what they think,
this is one aspect of my life they cannot control - my blog.

so it's my choice what i want to put on my blog, the one that i set up on my own
and that they have absolutely no stake in.
and let me remind them, that their blog is under my control also, so i can do whatever i want to it, including deface or neglect it. and without me, their blog would be shit. so there)