L i z z o n T O A S T !

cheers darling.

2008-05-04T19:45:00.001+09:00

onward!

to el Jay!

(ask me)

actually i think i moved there because of the "Writer's Block" feature.

but i kept trying to draw infinity

2008-04-20T19:39:00.002+09:00

bleedin' heck.

i am Lame.

Lame with a capital L.

Lame without the crutches, obviously.

i think i may be losing the use of my opposable thumbs :O

anyway.

cross-country runamajiggy, thingumy (friday)

was not cross-country at all. unless you count a gravel path cross-country.

gravel is not cross-country. gravel is annoying and gets into your socks and your shoes and your empty head.

the morning there (Bedok Reservoir) was pretty bad. it just finished raining and the (hot) morning sun came out.

i smelt mud.

wet mud. (obviously)

wet, squishy, sinks-your-shoes-like-a-ship-in-the-sea kind of mud.

crap.

and then we had to assemble under some tent/awning thing.

which made it worse.

because now with the lovely smell of mud was the lovely smell of hot people.

hot as in temperature, sweaty hot.

not Beckett-hot.

and to make it worse i think Phyllis stepped on a tiny frog.

during the "run" (in which only the crazy track people bothered to run 3.5 full kilometers), there was this dragonboat race.

ooer.

something to do with the Temasek Polytechnic orientation or somethinglikethat.

cos at that time i was texting Ezabel (myspace! myspace!) and this was the conversation. (or somethinglikethat)

E: i'm at a dragonboat race thing for my school's orientation. where're you at for that cross-country run?

L: hmm.. (then i asked Jolene because i didn't even know where i was) Bedok Reservoir?

E: OMG I'M AT BEDOK RESERVOIR TOO CAN I CALL YOU/YOU CALL ME THIS IS SO EXCITING!!

(so i called her, haha!)

heck, i didn't even know Temasek Polytechnic was next to Bedok Reservoir!

*shakes head*

tsk tsk, Lizzie, tsk tsk.

out with Faith and Jordan (still friday)

blah blah blah.

i met them at Parkway Parade.

preached of the evils of eating cream that comes with your looks-like-a-cappuccino-but-it-isn't to Jordan.

ooh yeah.

then off to Borders! *giggles*

Jord went to sit and read Gossip Girl. *Liz and Bex shake their heads*

Bex and Liz went to the magazine section!

Spin! AP! Kerrang!! exclamation marks!

Bex bought a photography magazine for her boyfriend, a Canon DSL. she wanted to get another one that was maybe $16 and when i saw it i was like, "no. way." XD

i was still deciding between Spin and Alternative Press when she moved to the PaperChase section.

*eenie meenie miney mo* ("... catch a Sarah by the toe")

(if you must know, i chose AP)

went to see how Jord was doing. ("i don't see the point of reading it! all they want to do is have sex!")

omgwtflolbbq.

joined Bex at PaperChase!

spent 30 minutes? 45? asdfghjkl; picking up stuff, looking at the price tags and putting them down again.

i so have to save up.

Bex was ECSTATIC to see adhesive photo corners. i was FLABBERGASTED by the price.

(oh vocabulary, how we love thee)

and i was (again) eenie meenie miney mo-ing between their robot collection's set-of-2 notebooks and the binder.

i choose the binder!

sexy no? it's got robots!

Bex bought wrapping paper from the discount box! and her adhesive photo mount corner things!

and we shared this:

cool eh? found this picture at perpetualkid.com.

that's us! ;)

(i'm so gonna sexify my stapler)

sleepover at Bex's (friday/saturday)

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

freakin' StaceFace couldn't make it cos of her...

*dramatic theme raises to a crescendo*

dum dum dum!

... O LEVELS.

ooer.

like i said Stace, it's like a Catholic missing Lent.

*kicks you*

Bilvy

2008-04-13T23:54:00.005+09:00

i've decided i like William Beckett.

so there.

-

quotes

Calvin: "never mind, your collar bones are sexy."
Lizzie: *freaks out, hits him*
Calvin: "what?!"

Sarah: "...but he keeps on stalking me!"
Vanessa: "Sarah, the stalker'd be behind you, not in front of you!"

Lizzie: (about The Cathay) "i love this place. one day, imma bring my momma here 'cos my momma gots the credit card."
Sarah: O.O" *does shaking-shoulders giggle*

Everyone: (just ran out of Doby Ghaut mrt station, breathing hard) "crap, where's Calvin?!"

Matt: (begins to say something)
Everyone: "shut up Matt!"

Steph: (at night, going home in the car) "you know, i just realized i'm still wearing my swimsuit under all my clothes."

i love my snappy, grandma-bangle.

with love and a zit on your nose

2008-04-01T19:00:00.004+09:00

i fear for my brother.

i fear he may be a social outcast.

or is it that i'm just fear-ing for myself.

that he might ruin everything with his, how you call it, absurdities.

and now i fear that i may be self-absorbed.

how i digress.

and how you follow my relentless insecurities.

clarkey kway

2008-03-29T23:59:00.007+09:00

i love my mom.

i'd write things so incredibly boring that i won't.

read my diary instead.

so instead of practicing keys with the youth band (who treat me or maybe everyone else too as always there and dispensable), i "needed a break" and went off to clarke quay with Tricia and Delane.

(and here comes a thoroughly mind-stretching account)

we met at the clarke quay (or "clarkey kway" as i say it) mrt station/mall. me with my red eyes.

then blah blah blah in points now.

- "british" takeaway's bangers and mash consist of bangers (sausages) that squirt at you viciously and liquified potatoes coming out of a machine.

- we waved to tourists. most of them waved back.

- went back to the mall to buy nail polish (by chance) and watch a fashion showcase with not-very-good models (not by chance).

- went round the stores looking at... was it rings?

then we went back home. (5-something pm)

to my house.

Delane and Tricia stayed at my house playing with the wii and i heard it was FUN (i nearly punched a hole in the tv once, by the way). but i had to leave for youth service.

they were there til 8.

we also took pictures.

colors. lots of colors.

we're thinking!
sexy socks.
Delane's foot.

takeaway crushed ice!

sky

baby baby baby

2008-03-28T22:05:00.000+09:00

i think Tyra Banks blinks her longish eyelashes too much.

anyway.

sports day. argh.

or, -insert certain sound people make when prodded with various sharp objects-

(i went to the room to get my camera wire-thing and instead of switching on the lights i flipped the fan instead but i got the wire anyway. i say "instead".)

sunblock is good for you.

yellow,

blue,

red.

Tricia and Gracelynn look so awesome blue.
love the face(s).

i was, rubbing my eye."what are you doing, Gracelynn?!"

i bit her arm, cos it said,

goodnight

2008-03-16T23:29:00.003+09:00

i'm reading Peter Pan In Scarlet, the official sequel to Peter Pan.

i am partial to the fairies. so sue me.

BUT ANYWAY.

while i wasn't writing you, i've been in and out of seasons.

"And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape."

that kind of sums it up.

and no, it isn't that kind of insecurity most girls my age get.

"oh my god, i'm so fat!"

"oh my god, what if he doesn't like me?"

no, it's the kind of crappy thing you get when you say you're such a great actor you even fool yourself and you feel everyone can't see you and you think everyone's treating you like a baby (when they get around to even seeing you) and the kind of thing that makes you stay up writing in your journal/big blank book and contemplate ahem.

again.

The Kills

2008-03-12T21:05:00.001+09:00

Cheap And Cheerful

I'm bored of cheap and cheerful
I want expend some sadness
Hospital bills, parole
Open doors to madness

I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're boring baby when you're straight
I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're stupid baby when you're sane

I'm sick of social crazes
Show your sharp tipped teeth
Lose your cool in public
Did the legal meet

'Cause love is just a dialogue
You can't survive on ice-cream
You got to see me dancing dog

It's alright (it's alright)
To be mean (to be mean)
It's alright (it's alright)
To be mean (to be mean)

I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're boring baby when you're straight
I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're stupid baby when you're sane

It's alright (it's alright)
To be mean (to be mean)
It's alright (it's alright)
To be mean (to be mean)

It's alright (it's alright)
To be mean (to be mean)
It's alright (it's alright)
To be mean (to be mean)

I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're boring baby when you're straight
I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're stupid baby when you're sane

I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're boring baby when you're straight
I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're stupid baby when you're sane

new thing.

2008-03-08T00:51:00.000+09:00

oh.

i see.

and how would this affect me/him/her/them?

mmm.

i'm afraid it's impossible.

not having my phone for a week...

2008-03-04T23:21:00.002+09:00

...resulted in...

12 text messages.

five of which were from Sarah L:

1) "Alex Sarti is so hot! :)"
2) "Alex Sarti is hot, i bet youre jealous!"
3) "chad michael murray is one-quarter Japanese, wtf, he's hot"
4) "hahahahaha, im getting my hair cut right now. i think i saw my myspace friend farah"
5) "MY MOM THOUGHT VIN DIESEL AND CHRIS DAUGHTRY ARE THE SAME PERSON HAHAHAHAHAHA"

two were from Tricia (something along the lines of):
1) "rar my hair's so messed up, i used gel but it's not working my hair's too thin..."
2) "do you want to sneak in to watch Juno at around 7.30?"

two were from my mom, who forgot that i left my cell at my piano teacher's house, and therefore thought i was hit by a truck/kidnapped/something something.

one was a voicemail.

the other two were messages from Jolene and Amanda, asking me WHY HAVEN'T YOU COME TO SCHOOL TODAY (strained ankle) and CAN YOU LEND ME NEW MOON respectively.

bahahahaha.

miley cyrus

2008-03-01T23:18:00.001+09:00

"Here's a news flash. Your kids should not skip school to see the "Hannah Montana" movie, unless it is one of your goals to teach your kids that they can blow off an important obligation to indulge a petty whim. It might be OK to skip school to see a truly world-class artist perform, or to see a movie that somehow relates to something going on in the classroom, bringing learning to life. Miley Cyrus is neither. She might be someday, but today she is a chicken nugget of a performer. If you ever want your kids to develop taste, you won't let them gorge themselves on nuggets -- even if all the other kids are doing it and your kids swear they'll never eat again if you don't give them what they want.

These teen idols, besides charging $30 for fan-club membership, are doing one thing: They're making our teens and preteens idle. Instead of watching quality movies, reading good books and learning to sing and play instruments on their own, our kids are indulging in the fantasy that their idols are sitting just across the family room. Really, these young stars are sitting on huge piles of money that would be better invested in college savings funds, and squandering irreplaceable time that could be better spent on something smart or, at the very least, on quality entertainment."

y'know, i never liked her from the beginning.

the girls at the rock show. (30/jan/08)

2008-02-27T14:03:00.024+09:00

The Fire Fight - Super Spasm

West Grand Boulevard does NOT sound like My Chemical Romance.
Switchfoot. I love them.

TIM!

and finally, the girls at the rock show.

KIDDING.

i got the Fire Fight's cd AND they signed it!

i got the switchfoot shirt AND they signed it (and my ticket)!

Tim asked my name and asked to shake my hand!

(i don't think they could hug anyone)

i would love to write so much more but this post is nice short.

and then.

2008-02-26T19:31:00.009+09:00

i've been reading 'Salem's Lot by Stephen King.

i like the eyes in the bottom one but then i like the top one too.

scanners scare me.

and how like me to completely forget i drew that in pencil and then proceed to doodle in INK on the other side.

(i edited the bled-through ink-bits in the 'Salem's Lot pictures, thank God)

xoxo

2008-02-21T17:33:00.001+09:00

SARAH TAN IS A BIG HORNY MUSHROOM AND I LOVE HER.

teenagemutantninjaturtlesworld

2008-02-14T23:41:00.002+09:00

my lovely Valentine's day was spent at school, doing a Literature and a Social Studies test.

isn't that absolutely romantic?

how we love Valentine's.

Sarah and i did sorta un-Valentine's for people at the youth group on Saturday.

we basically wrote (well *i* did the writing, and the cutting, and the buying of most candy) pretty notes on circles of paper and gave them to people with a bag of candy.

and then at the last minute we remembered some people like Nick were coming for -insert long story here-.

are we not awesome?

here are our favourites:

"You're a PRINCESS!" (it was to Calvin)

"You rule like a ruler!"

"You Rock Like Socks!"

"We Didn't Have Space For Your Name!" (to Chris-tian, see?)

"Pink Is The New Black" (to Matt)

"Sarah: You Make Me Mad!
Lizzie: You Make Sarah Mad!" (to Marcus)

"Stace Rhymes With Face Rhymes With Pace Rhymes with ULLIEL."

"Bass Wiz Is Risky Biz" (to Nick)

i can't remember any more of the funny ones. psh.

chinese new year, bang bang bang

2008-02-09T22:36:00.006+09:00

a conversation i overheard

(between my two nephews, Nicholas, 4, and Solomon, 6)

discussion of superheroes while watching Spiderman, the movie

Solomon: i wanna be Spiderman!

Nicholas: i wanna be Sandman!

Solomon: no! the Venom's better!

Nicholas: i wanna be Bon Jovi!

Lizzie : -mouth drops open-

anyway.

CHINESE NEW YEAR IS A MOTHERING WASTE OF TIME.

because

a) you see relatives you would otherwise never see at all.

2) you don't have anything to do in your grandpa's house except flick between Discovery Channel and National Geographic (okay, it IS interesting. sometimes.)

x) uncles tell you how much you've grown and aunts ask when you're getting married.

y) people gamble too much.

oh but there ARE some good bits.

like getting new clothes. and seeing people you would otherwise not know existed like-HAHAHA.

and, um, not much else, actually.

next time, i will wear my PJs for Chinese New Year (!).

asdfghjkl;-WOT

my mother will bust an artery if i do.

she could have planted a flower garden in alphabetical order

2008-01-25T23:52:00.000+09:00

i've decided that if someone wants to talk about someone else behind their back, they're no better off shrunk down 63 times their regular size and stuck on Orchard Road the day of the Great Singapore Sale (yuck).

this just in: MY BROTHER IS LISTENING TO GLORIA GAYNOR'S "I WILL SURVIVE" ZOMFGLYKWTFLOLBBQ!!!!

i've also decided that i probably won't get around to posting pictures of the Christma Eve dance with the church because they're all so blah and i'll maybe only post them when my dumb computer can do it.

you should see the new/old pictures i've posted of England, Stacy loves Traffic Jam.

get up! get up!

2008-01-09T23:00:00.000+09:00

Christmas
(i'll edit this and put some pictures up later.)

oh gosh, i think i'm getting more boring.

um, Christmas was un-Christmassy. like last year. again.

oh what did i do?

NOTHING OF ANY IMPORTANCE. SO UN-IMPORTANT THAT I TOTALLY FORGOT ANYWAY.

wait, OH YES!

Ben(adict)'s parents came over for Christmas lunch, and so did Dilly, Ethan and Ryan's.

uncle Maurice and Aunt Cecelia, uncle Kwai Onn and aunt Yu Ming.

HA.

Christmas lunch was ohkay. (i can't really appreciate food) mom did the stuff she learnt from aunt Sandra in England.

How To Make Really Awesome Roast Potatoes

1. par-boil the potatoes
2. shake them in a pan (but not too hard or you'll get mashed ones instead), just to mash up the outside.
3. roast as usual

you get this really great crust-thing on the outside!

that was so geeky.

then the kids including me went upstairs to play on the wii and watch dvds and stuff. we had to leave the adults downstairs to gossip like old women.

um.

then everyone left while we were in the middle of watching Star Wars 3 (hardcore Star Wars fans!) cos it was really late.

then i opened my presents.

i didn't even get a lot anyway.

dad forgot to get me one, so he owes me.

Best Present So Far: pretty notebook from aunt Yu Ming. (she gives really great presents)

Weirdest Present EVER: Hello Kitty Underwear from hahahahahhahahahahha.

HELLO?!

R.I.P - Resting In Progress

2008-01-09T22:44:00.000+09:00

i'll be posting all my different stories in different blogs!

and yes, i probably won't be able to post that much now, because i'm 15 now and a big girl (in between 10 and 20 isn't that big anyway) and big girls (ahem) have lots of homework to suck their lives in and not spit them back out.

(re-reading what i just typed made no sense to me, i hope your sense-making skills're better)

Agyness Deyn

2007-12-21T04:25:00.001+09:00

is your new It Girl.

in this past week (since i came back), i...

2007-12-21T03:46:00.000+09:00

- have gotten pretty pissed.
- memorised the entire hip hop dance-thingummy.
- learnt a whole ballet routine for a SOLO PERFORMANCE. help.
- got parts of my eyebrows ripped out for prettifying's sake. painful.
- found a whole new meaning to MANicure.
- cut my hair short(er).
- slept over at two different houses on consecutive dates.
- had people sleep over.
- wished for another sleepover but with different people.
- worried. a lot.
- read a whole issue of Vogue in less than an hour.
- prayed with all my might.
- cried. and got pissed again.
- AND got misunderstood.
- laughed then ate some gingerbread.
- thought people were shallow creatures.
- didn't charge my iPod.
- charged my iPod.
- went to a total of 3 hairdressers' on different days. (duh)
- got my hair snipped (a little) for free twice. hahaha.
- tried on various dresses and regretted not buying one.
- sang my lungs out.
- watched a movie at home.
- hugged my grandpa.
- thanked God.

8/dec/07 - 15/dec/07

2007-12-20T14:41:00.000+09:00

i was in Myanmar.

having the best time i ever had in Myanmar yet.

okay, that wasn't really fair.

considering i've only been there once before anyway.

atheism

2007-12-06T15:19:00.000+09:00

the belief that there was nothing and nothing happened to nothing and then nothing magically exploded for no reason, creating everything and then a bunch of everything magically rearranged itself for no reason whatsoever into self-replicating bits which then turned into dinosaurs.

of course atheism makes perfect sense!

Bing Bang Diggariggadong!

2007-12-05T20:33:00.001+09:00

Day 1

at a park

Day 2

Farnham Castleoutside Jane Austen's housea Mini Cooper! an orange Mini Cooper!

sunset outside "Stacy's" house

Day 3

Windsor? Ditto another Mini Cooper. but grossly blurred,
i beg your pardon.

Day 4 - London

that famous train station.
(another blurry picture.)

signs like these everywhere theatre tickets!

taxi.

Day 5 - London, again

Madame Tussaude's

from the London Eye

Bing bang Diggariggadong! (ctd.)

2007-12-05T20:32:00.000+09:00

Day 6

was spent at the giant Marks and Spencers at The Meadows

Day 7 - New Forest

picking Ella up from preschoolat the Waterwitchi love my hoodie

New Forest (with no forest, just plains) Buckler's Hard.
pretty little village.

get to church. fuschia.this horse was eating out of someone's garden. i love New Forest. with all the open fields and wildflowers and everything.

Day 8

was spent at home playing with swag we got from M&S and Tesco's.

Day 9

to avoid sounding hippy, i will not say how
special this place felt. darn.