Parquish: June 2009

Sunday, June 28, 2009

M.I.A , mission in ACTION!

So sorry Jumbos, been missing for a while cos there was just so much going on. My mum's birthday,(which coincided(??) with M.J's and Sarah Fawcett deaths),and hmm... other fun-funny-funner stuff. Like the baking of brownie cakes at Meichen's house. Miechen I want the recipe!! The brownies are AWESOME, I tell you. I am a living witness for that.
So anyway, here's a tribute to M.J, : Thank you for bringing a revolution to the world of pop, even though I think that you're majorly freaky, you are still one awesome King of Pop. You are an awesome pedophile and child dangler; I'm sure that your children and the world will never, ever, forget you.
So yup, I've gotta make this snappy cos my parents are coming back any minute now.
So school is starting tomorrow. ARGHEURGHBLEURGH!!! How can a month possibly pass by so quickly???? *Sigh*x1000000000000000000000000000. It felt just like 2 weeks. -.- Our infamous T3 trip wasn't even completed. Thanks to some people who couldn't go to the airport. (oh my parents are back now btw. Whatever.I'll come up with some flimsy excuse) So yeah, back to the topic.

EURGH! I CAN'T STAND THE NOTION OF ACTUALLY HAVING TO WAKE UP WITH AN ALARM CLOCK TOMORROW, TRUDGE TO SCHOOL, PUT MY BAG DOWN, GO TO THE COUNCIL ROOM, GO FOR "ASSEMBLY",THEN GO THROUGH A WHOLE DAY OF LESSONS. AND SINCE WHEN DID SCHOOL EVER END AT 14:00???! THAT'S LIKE HALF AN HOUR MORE! 1 MORE PERIOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >:( . sheesh. I hate the council room part. The suspense of finding out which duty you are being assigned to. The horror and shame. :| And Ganesh's faceeeeeeeeee! Oh, the sheer thought of it puts me into ingles and jingles and ... idk. Ugh. Thankfully, there's no training tomorrow. I still haven't bought my shoes. Ok, I think that half the student population is blogging about this topic, so I shall switch topic.

:There's drum lesson tomorrow. I've got 2 make-up lessons!!! URGH.
:I'm playing 2 songs of my choice at drum lessons tomorrow. And my teacher makes fun of Mcfly. I seriously cannot stand people who do that. As my sister says, "if you can make music as good as theirs, then you can poke all the fun that you want at them." So, the next person who makes fun of Mcfly, WATCH IT.
:Erm, I think that I'm gonna make a fool of myself.
:I'm going on a neatness rampage. I will try to be as neat as I possibly can these few days, and ORGANIZED.
:I don't want Ganesh to change our seats.
:I don't wanna see Ah Fong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stupid impudent bob-head.
:I CAN'T BELIEVE SCHOOL IS ACTUALLY STARTING TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

ucbtwt.

I've just finished tuition, and boy oh boy does mathematics make me hungry. In fact, I was sooooooooooo hungry up till the extent that every page of the assesment book that my teacher turned smelt like, guess what. Chicken pie. -.- I couldn't stop my stomach from growling every 2 seconds. If mathematics were to make me hungry all the time, then I guess I'd become anorexic if I actually practice it all the time, and considering the food amount in my fridge, you'd see my bones wrapped in MY skin. But, too bad I don't practice math all the time, so I'm plumply happy. : )
Anyway, today in tuition, we practiced CONGRUENCE AND SIMILARITY. Congruence is, well, easyyyyyy, but similarity is everything and anything out of my mentality boundary. (Just so you know, my boundary doesn't stretch so far, in fact you can see it all the time.)
When Amos (my tutor), gave me a page of similarity questions, I predicted and even saw myself dying halfway. I mean, my hairs were nearly being ripped out from their roots(I pull my hair a lit when I do math), and I was still stuck at the first question! My gosh. Thankfully, he said "you can always ask me if you don't know, you know. *little smirk*" So, ok, I motioned at him when I didn't know a question (which was like 3/4 of the questions). I just looked at him and shook my head, since my voice hasn't decided to return home, after it packed its bags and declared that I was constantly abusing it. Do I? But I can tell that my voice is getting homesick soon. Anyway, so yea, I nearly puked when he showed me another page and motioned that I was to complete it all. I was screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO in my head, but yeah, since my voice wasn't there, so yup. I did the questions. Screwed them up, and when he sighed (when I was still like staring at the paper pulling my hair), I swore that I could've gouged his eyes out with my pilotcoloureno0.7mechanicalpencil IF not for the fact that I didn't want to risk killing him afterwards since he could still testify that I gouged out his sorrowful eyes.
So I just pulled my hair harder (and in another million different directions), before I asked him how to do the question again. I slapped him in my brain though. And envisioned Bun Bun suddenly tearing into the room and eating him up, so I wouldn't be the one being accused of MURRDERR.
Ok, you know what? I'm just gonna enjoy the cute little petit sandwiches from my favourite bakery and forget that this whole thing ever happened. Buh-bye. : )

P.s MEGAN FOX IS A GUY. why didn't it make frontcovers?

Monday, June 22, 2009

poopieboopie.

*Creaonkcreaonk*/ *croakcroak*
That is it.I SERIOUSLY sound like a froggy-boggy right now. Thanks to the suspected Tonsilitis.(sp?) Anyway, I have successfully croaked my way through the whole day, without anything really bad happening. Unless you exclude the dangerous-blood-may-come-out-any-moment-kind-of-cough, well then, I guess I might just be fine. EXCLUDE the ginormous ulcer too. :( And hey hey, guess what?? I just went for a dental appointment and the dentist prodded around in my mouth AND my ulcer. The sheer memory of the pain makes me shudder. Inward. Today, it was a... secretively-terroristly-weird-saintly-lovely day. We helped an old woman to buy an estate/studio apartment. And to think that we aren't even real estate agents! Simply amazing, our hidden, atrociously good salesmen talents. I think that we should seriously consider entering that part of business as our part-time career.Ok, so if the old lady gets the wrong house, facing the wrong direction, with more sunlight than wind(as we predicted/told her),zero pavillion protection, ITS NOT OUR FAULT. WE TRIED!

I don't want to attend drum lessons tonight,
I might get crushed on by the lesbo slut.
I hate my throat AND voice,
I don't know how I'm gonna communicate with my tutor tomorrow.
Perrrrrrrrrr-fect, isn't it?
I think I should just GO HOME AND REST.
Goodnight world.

live without me if you can, buster.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

sf

Pleurgh.
I'm having fever now, 37.9 degrees.
Do you think that counts as swine flu?
I've got fatigue,stuffy/runny nose, headache,fever,sore throat, cough, body aches.Hmm...

Thursday, June 18, 2009

tnt.

TNT.
Isn't that like, supposed to be a bomb brand?? Well, apparently not. It's supposed to be some sort of delivery thinghy, like fed-ex. I think. OR, it could also mean TOUCHED AND TRANSFORMED, which was the theme for this year's church camp. :) And frankly, this year's one was AWESOME. With a capital A. It was awesome because:
1)My parents weren't there, so only me and sis went. (!!!!)
2)It was really good because of the speaker. His name's Raymond Pettit, but he's not the least pettit. All of us looked like puny little wimps beside him. :P
3)Youth made it good
4)The GWA/FALCON team was reunited, AGAIN! Just like old times.......
5)It was just incredible. except for a tiny little part.because of somebody.

So yes, anyway, to sum it up it one word, church camp was awesome (i said that in the video too), and so yeah, I enjoyed myself thoroughly. :)
The hotel was good(especially the bed!! so soft and fluffy....), cos it was supposed to be a 5-star hotel. Huh. Malaysians must really have NO class, or eyes at all. I mean, its not supposed to be racist or anything, but here's why:
1)THE FOOD WAS HUMOUNGOUSLY HORRIBLE,RANCID, PUTRID AND BLEAH-ISH. I mean, HELLO! What kind of(5-star)hotel serves cold food in the morning? Which tastes like rubbish, with baked beans poured straight out from the can, all cold and slimy, with tasteless scrambled eggs, stone hard rice,crunchy pancakes, tasteless french toast,liquidy ewwwwy maple syrup and ughughughugh.
However, on the bright side, we went to Nancy's Kitchen(a place which serves peranakan food) and gosh, it was AWESOME. The sweet and sour fish I mean. Only. Well, the fried kangkong was preeeeeetty good, but not so nice. Otah was splendous, but WE SHOULD HAVE ORDERED ASSAM FISH. :X. Because Naomi and family don't really like spicy stuff, but never mind, there's always another time! :)
So yes, you can infer from the above that I went to bed cold and hungry every night. Except for the one which I ordered room service. Stupid egg and mayo sandwich took 50 mins to prepare. ??!?!
So yep, I reckon that I got touched and transformed, so I will try my best from now on to remember the 5 principles and relate.
BUT THE TRIP WAS SO WASTED!! WE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SHOP MUCH COS WE DIDN'T TAKE A TAXI!!! everyone else took, why couldn't we??? :|
Talent night was, well, a flop. I mean for my group. Ben's group was HILARIOUS! They imitated Pastor Raymond pettit. For my group, well.............
I COULD'VE DIED. Or actually, I SHOULD'VE DIED.(of embarrassment) I shouldn't be alive. Hmm.. maybe they'll accept my story? So yes, thankfully, nothing much happened on the comment side. AT LEAST FOR NOW.
So yep, nighttime was fun too, the youth stayed up to play games(thanks for your twister chantel! don't worry, it still exists :) ), so we all slept really REALLY late.
I think that I might be having a sore throat. Rightyho then, reminiscing ugh memories make me hungry, so I shall stop here. Off to lunch, then chores, then chinee blog. SAVE ME SOMEBODY!!!!!!!!!
p.s grace discuss abt the science project!
p.p.s I missed all of you!
p.p.p.s Apparently, I bought 5 sticks of bubblegum, but 3 got consficated, thanks to sis. I knew I shouldn't have let her handle 3 sticks all by herself. Thankfully, I got through customs.
p.p.p.p.s Speaking of customs, I didn't really get through the photo part. They stared at me for a trilliongazillionmagfillion years (ok, lifetime) before they would let me through
p.p.p.p.p.s I MISSED YA ALL!!!!
p.p.p.p.p.p.s For photos, go to facebook.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Hey everyone, I'll be in M'sia starting from today till wednesay(14-17), so please, PLEASE, do not message/call me unless you really want to die.

Thanks :)

Saturday, June 13, 2009

freak you, freak you very very muuch.

~~Ireallyreallyreallythinkthatyouneedtolookpastourbadpoitnsandfocusnthegood.~~

~~Youshouldkeeptheminyourheart,notsplashtmeoutforthewholeentireworldtosee.~~

~~Insteadofkeepingitlow,you’remakingithigh.~~

~~You’redefinitelynofriendofmine.~~

~~Andtothinkofallthenicethingsthatieverdidforyou.~~

~~Ishould’venever.~~

~~Ishould’veletyoudidandsplashthemoutforeveryonetosee.~~

~~You’resostupid.ihateyoubiatch.~~

~~Howwouldyoulikeitifsomebodydidthosethingstoyou?~~

~~Oh,you’dpretendthatitsalrightandthengohomeandsplashitoutfoeveryone.~~

~~Faker.apersonlikeyoureallyknowshowtowearpeopleout.~~

Friday, June 12, 2009

160 -hanesayo.

Righty, I have just finished my shower and my chores and having my share of nags and rags and... whatever. Anyway, if you must know, I just came back from Chantel's house, with Valencia. Yup, we had another sleepover again! -but this time its for educational purposes ok
We successfully completed the drafts for our Chinese blogs and our podcast thinghy. Hmm............. Hahahaha so yeah, it was grueling hard work, but it was AWESOME, as usual. Thanks again to chantel's dad who bought us dinner (Subway this time), and thanks to chantel again, for offering us her house :) We successfully finished slumdog gazillion-trippilion-billionare this time too! But our popcorn was full of cancerous chaoda parts. :/

Ok, you know what? I really don't feel like blogging, so I'll end here. Not without saying.......

♥

SLEEPOVERS!

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