230704. Friday.
Service learning at the library sucks. Yes. That is my important phrase of the day. Yay.
Moulin Rouge quote of the day
Satine: I can't believe it. I'm in love with a talented, rich, handsome duke.
Christian: Duke?
Satine: Not that the title's important, of course!
Christian: I'm not a duke.
Satine: Not a duke?
Christian: I'm a writer.
Satine: A writer?!
I always found this VERY funny. don't ask why. it just is funny, sepecailly if you watched it and you see Satine's expression. Mary laughs hysterically.
Yes. Need to go email fellow, ahem, managing directors. Lol.
220704. Thursday.
Okay. Mary has a few things to say.
One - I will be updating VERY IRREGULARLY and very UNFREQUENTLY from now on.
Two - this is a really idiotic com studies lesson. Ah well. C'est la vie.
Three - OH MY GOD AUDREY IN MOULIN ROUGE IS LIKE SO NOT CUTE!!! HES SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE SO CUTE AND ALL...NOT THIS PERSON WHO LOOKS LIKE A WOMAN!!! like i really thought it was a lady????? Sigh.
Four - I have no idea what Mr Teo is doing.
Okay. Mary is being lame. Yes. and here's a nice little webby (: http://wenham-wonderland.net Yes, nice cutesy David Wenham fansite thingy. Interesting. Yes. Mary is delirious.
Nice little quote from Moulin Rouge...
Christian: I can't write the show for the Moulin Rouge.
Toulouse-Lautrec: Why not?
Christian: I... I don't even know if I am a true Bohemian revolutionary.
Toulouse-Lautrec: Do you believe in beauty?
Christian: Yes.
Doctor: Freedom?
Christian: Yes, of course.
Satie: Truth?
Christian: Of course.
Doctor: Love?
Christian: Love? Above all things I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love.
Toulouse-Lautrec: See? You can't fool us. You are the voice of the Children of the Revolution.
Bohemians: We can't be fooled.
Nice right. Mary grins. I want to change my layout soon to this Satine/Christian one, but i REALLY think in fanficdom Satine really goes with the duke (: Okay me shall not be lame. Haha.
Au revoir.
170704. saturday.
Changed blog music. Now it's May It Be by Enya. it's from LOTR: FOTR (: Yay. Finished reading Phantom of the Opera. Not quite a bad book. butlesmiz stillrocksmoreitsgotabetterplot! hahaha. Okay. Was doing quizzes. Lol. Ripped from Liyana's blog.
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Okay. Shall stop crapping. By the way, good job Yvonne for the guitar concert (: that was nice. But i still think you'll sound marvellous singing Angel of music. And you can teach me to sing like Sarah Brightman. Hahaha.
au revoir, personnes.
140704. thursday.
Who has PHANTOM OF THE OPERA vcd, ORIGINAL BROADWAY VERSION, please be nice and lend me. Thankies. Haha. Yay. Have the scores already (: and lianne is being a total dearie and sweetie and lending me LES MISERABLES scores (: AWWW.
I want to read the book first though. Li Ju, lend me. Awww. In com studies now, and it is a total commotion cos *apparently* the teacher islike out of it, and doesn't mind, lol. IT'S WEDNESDAY. YAY. ITS WEDNERSDAY. REJOICE. theamazingrace* squeals!!!!!! haha...more later (:
110704. Sunday.
The Soap Opera of my Life - the Cast
Main Characters
Me – of course, why make an opera of my life without me? Yes, yes. I know. I rock.
Random family members – Anything ranging from my brother to my parents to the grandma and extended family and the cousins and the great grandparents. Relatively large cast needed, and this is the most either boring or interesting part of the whole drama, because it’s where you get the most crap and useless drabble (all the daily life mundane and boring stuff including dinner), but also the most dramatic scenes (if you like lots of people crying and screaming). A lot of song and dance when things are fine and dandy, but a lot of melancholy skeletons behind closets too.
Clique people – the Cookies plus assorted people drifting in and out of the scene –Lianne, Charlene, etc). Expect high drama and lots of crapping and well-versed humour plus some fangirling. This part of the drama is usually fitted in between scenes, and nothing seems fixed, except some confirmed facts that Joyce is clearly the most normal of us all and LiQi is not exactly sane (kinda a pig if you want to be frank). A lot of weirdness. And more weirdness. We are a motley crew. Song and dance optional.
Tribunists – the SERIOUSLY wacky bunch. Mad hatters and all that. It actually fits nicely into the whole soap opera of my life if there were typewriters. It just looks so much nicer that way, don’t you think. A lot, and I mean A LOT of song and dance courtesy of the Sec 2 Batch, 2004. a lot of marvelous and wonderful people here, and I really mean it. Not so much of high drama than happiness and the nicely resolved issues, but a lot of confusion and strange-ish things. Most of them probably wouldn’t approve of the soap opera of my life, either.
Minor Characters Not that they aren’t important, but just less prominent
6A 2002 – the marvelous people I’ve known for so long. How do I put this? It’s not be so much of The X-files than Grease minus the singing and dancing, and it spans so long, so much, of all the people who are so dear and precious, and we unite under one…a bit revolution-ish in theory, if you recall. Very interesting bits and pieces of my life fall here. Lots of lewd humour from the boys as I recall, but a lot of class bonding too. Memories that are no longer. Maybe the sad and tragic part of the opera.
Ong Wen Ting – Never agrees with Von and LiQi. Interesting minor character. Poor little rich girl, although she wouldn’t appreciate being portrayed like that. Cos she isn’t, but it would make the storyline more interesting. A bit of the resident weirdo. Escaped from an insane asylum, yet faked her way through life as a normal person. I told you she was weird. To be portrayed as accurately as possible. Oh she plays chess too. So for the cast please, only those who cannot play chess may audition. Song and dance NOT NECESSARY.
Miscellaneous
The pet tortoises – Happy and Cheerful. Two tortoises. Very hard to feed, and temperamental.
The Arowana – Unusual name, it’s name is Minton, and I named it. Duh. Interesting yet out of touch with the world because it’s a FISH.
The Piano – Immobile object in my grandmother’s room. If you wish to audition, please come dressed appropriately.
100704. Saturday.
Yes, lyrics. Ah well. Nice song.
MEG: Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect.
I only wish I knew your secret
Who is this new tutor?
CHRISTINE: Father once spoke of an angel
I used to dream he’d appear
Now as I sing I can sense him
And I know he’s here
Here in this room he calls me softly
Somewhere inside, hiding
Somehow I know he’s always with me
He, the unseen genius
MEG: Christine, you must have been dreaming
Stories like this can’t come true
Christine, you’re talking in riddles
And it’s not like you
CHRISTINE: Angel of music, guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory!
MEG: Who is this angel, this angel of music
Hide no longer, secret and strange angel
(Meg and Christine sing simultaneously)
CHRISTINE: He’s with me even now, all around me, it frightens me
MEG: Your hands are cold, your face, Christine, it’s white, don’t be frightened!
PHANTOM: Insolent boy, this slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph
CHRISTINE: Angel, I hear you!
Speak, I listen.
Stay by my side, guide me!
Angel, my soul was weak, forgive me!
Enter at last, master!
PHANTOM: Flattering child, you shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face in the mirror!
I am there inside
CHRISTINE: Angel of music, guide and guardian
Grant me to your glory!
Angel of music, hide no longer!
Come to me, strange angel!
PHANTOM: I am your angel of music
Come to me, angel of music!
RAOUL: Whose is that voice?
Who is that in there?
PHANTOM: I am your angel of music
Come to me, angel of music!
070704. Wednesday.
Wahaha. This is a rather funny exchange that happened in francais today (:
[Kevin had dropped something on the floor noisily]
Kevin: Shit!
Monsieur Quenot: Kevin, you're a beast.
Kevin: ...[drops the same thing again]
Monsieur Quenot: Kevin, you're a NOISY beast.
Ahahahaha. So lame. But inexpliquably (sp?) funny (:
tata.
030704. Saturday.
SYF is not fascinating. Yes. Mary has come to such an excellent and newly-discovered conclusion. Will someone pass me the Nobel Prize for being the most observant in odd situations? The only thing I learnt from it was that drum major or baton twirler or whatever it's called is a VERYVERYVERY fun job. Hahaha. Not that it applies to my life anyway anyhow. Wahaha. You know, my sudden obsession with Do You Hear The People Sing is back again. Cos i think it sounds really nice. Haha. Was obsessed with Angel of Music and Empty Chairs at Empty Tables for a few days. And yes Li Anne, I still want the scores (: *laughs*
010704. Thursday.
Mary is currently depressed, suicidal and lame-fied.
Mary wants to jump down from the top of the school rock wall.
I'm so inspired i want to go smuggle wheelbarrows and tools.
gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
290604. Tuesday.
You know, sometimes i wonder if i can just give up on catholicism. Its not that i don't like church or anything, but i don't necessarily agree with what it teaches and its propaganda, and how it has certain viewpoints on things. For example, the point of view that technically, homosexuals are commiting a sin, and i would, opersonally, like to prefer to believe that it is their choice, and they have a human right to choose. I mean, is it their fault? I think the Church feels that it IS that they have a problem, and that's why. I don't mean that the Church condemns them, but they are not being the most symapathetic to them, and they could handle it in a better manner.
Besides, all i have to say is that "I believe in Darwinism" and it sets my fellow church people off, "MARY HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT? GOD CREATED US!" I'm not going to, like, lose my credibility, ok? not over the Church. I read the Bible with a questioning mind, even if i don't annotate on my Bible, but I do think. Like whatever. You know, Church gets worse if you think too much about it. If you just believe like what they want you to, it would be easier, but since if you actually compare facts and religion, it doesn't make sense or add up, really. It's all a matter of perception, and I try to believe, but the faith has to be backed up reasonably.
I know i sound very horrible and acerbic, but the point is I want to believe in something that's real, that i know is true. And i'm still not sure.
tata.
270604. Sunday.
Okay, I'm going to update properly. i.e, no fanfic promoting or stuff. Haha. I was just reading Hunchback of Notre-Dame, and decided to skip the descriptions of how Paris looked, because well, i could read a travel guide, i know it's REALLY evil of me. But the point is, i don't really need to know, do I? Huh. Mary is rambling. Not making -much- sense at all, am i?
My bro is like, watching Finding Nemo for the nth time. Mary is not amused. Anyone has Phantom of the Opera, lend me. I promise you i'll lend you Les Miz. Haha (:
MARY IS IN A WEIRD MOOD. as my thoughts fly apart. and everything goes into a strange little jumble resembling the thread from my belt which i had to cut off when i was altering my belt. Haha. Ugh. BAAAAAAAAD metaphors. *shakes head in despair*
tata folks.
260604. saturday.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
FRANCE IS OUT. DAMN.
Never mind. We still love france anyway. *go frenchieeeees*
By the way, people, my Haldir/Eowyn fic is up. http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1931766 Go read. And review. Lol.
240604. Thursday.
I’m not going to blog about going back to school or anything like that, ‘cause that is SO RUBBISH, and I guarantee it’s all going to be the SAME, so no point. I’m going to blog about TRASH. Yes, you heard me right – trash.
-During the hols, I have been reading a lot of utter trash…Nora Roberts’ books are like SO VERY LAME and sappy. Not exactly the cutting edge of novelism, I believe?
-Neither are Sophie Kinsella’s books – I mean, the Shopaholic series was actually funny for the first book, and then the plot gets older and more rusty until its positively prehistoric.
-The New Paper is trashy. As in, utter rubbish. It’s getting really tabloid – I suspect it wants to be a localized version of Tatler, which can only be a baaaaaaaaaad sign. It has those ginormous headlines that try to sell papers, large, flashy headlines that make no sense at all, and publicise what they think the public wants to read, like all those scandals and stuff like that.
-It has come to my attention that in another form of trash, as in rubbish you dump down the chute. The rubbish dumps are simply minute. It has also come to my attention that bags filled with trash are too large to fit into the rubbish chute, which leads me to believe that the local rubbish chute is too minute small and some amendments to its size should be made. This will, of course, prove to be beneficial to residents who only clear out their rooms once a decade year as they will need to stuff copious amounts of rubbish into a large plastic bag.
-if there isn’t something called e-trash, well, to coin a phrase, there should be anyway. It’s known as SPAM. No, not luncheon meat, what were you thinking? As in the horrid stuff that blocks up your inbox and is a great source of annoyance to most, but a great type of fun for people who enjoy receiving mail, regardless of whether they’re useful or not.
The end.
230604. Monday.
You know, I realise that I have been blogging compulsively during the hols. As long as it lasts, that is, cos SCHOOL'S REOPENING *cue foreboding music* ah well. not that i wouldn't be glad to retain some normalcy of life again, but then.
Ah well. I am crapping. Very obviously. Saw Von just now after practice. Had lots of fun, duh. Basically slacking more, cos our throats got kinda sore. Laughed our heads off reading Neil Humphreys. Total crap, but still. Anyway. I realised how Auld-Lang-Syne obsessed i can be. Wahahaha. Okay. Mary shall stop acting like a weirdo. Tata folks.
200604. Sunday.
Ripped this off Liyana's blog, whi got it from Yanmin' blog (:
Bold the ones you'd have sex with anytime;
Italicize the ones you'd sleep with for money;
Strikeout the ones you'd never, EVER consider;
Leave those plain whom you don't know;
Add three of your own.
1. Joel Tobeck
2. Craig Parker HALDIR!!! (:
3. James Phelps
4. Oliver Phelps
5. Tom Felton - stares at liyana
6. Rupert Grint
7. Garrett Hedlund
8. Draco Malfoy
9. Eric Bana - smiles dubiously at von.
10. Achilles - actually, he's dead.
11. Colin Farrell
12. Daniel Radcliffe
13. Emma Watson
14. Elijah Wood
15. Dominic Monaghan
16. Viggo Mortensen
17. Alan Rickman
18. Jason Isaacs
19. Lucius Malfoy
20. Jack Sparrow
21. Legolas Greenleaf
22. Carlos (from Love Actually)
23. Brian Kinney
24. Justin Taylor
25. Emmett Honeycutt
26. Shane (from The L Word)
27. Angelina Jolie
28. Jessica Alba
29. Drew Barrymore
30. Melanie Marcus
31. Ben (from QaF)
32. Michael Novotny
33. Johnny Depp
34. Jensen Ackles
35. Doc Roe (Band of Brothers)
36. Older Simba (The Lion King) - like no???
37. Liam Neeson - heard of him, but who's he?
38. Christian Bale
39. Hayden Christensen
40. Jude Law
41. Keanu Reeves - naaaaaaaaaah. after the Matrix, which sufficiently confused me.
42. Ewan McGregor
43. Hans Matheson
44. Hugh Jackman
45. Heath Ledger
46. Agamemnon
47. Priam
48. Anthony Hopkins - who's he again???
49. Edward Norton
50. Kiefer Sutherland
51. Billy Boyd - maybe??
52. Merlin Luck (Aus Big Brother)
53. Karl Urban
54. Gollum/Smeagol
55. Dobby frm HP.
56. Cardboard Cut out Legolas
57. Daniel Johns (Silverchair)
58. John Mayer
59. Avril Lavigne
60. Mark Ferguson
61. Josh Duhamel
62. Jonathan Rhys-Meyers
63. Keira Knightley
64. Kiran Shah (Frodo's scale double)
65. Leopold (from Kate and Leopold)
66. Andy Serkis
67. Sean Bean
68. Orlando Bloom - von, don't kill me. not even with a jewelled dagger.
69. Brad Pitt even tho he's married.
70. Tobey Maguire
72. Jake Gyllenhaal Day After Tmr.
73. James Franco
74. Jennifer Garner
75. Mr. Sark (Alias)
76. Tim Drake (Robin III)
77. Nate Grey (X-Men)
78. Xander Harris
79. Eminem
80. Anna Paquin
81. Joaquin Phoenix
82. Catherine Zeta-Jones
83. Harry Potter I
84. Macaulay Culkin
84. Naomi Watts
85. Kate Winslet
86. Parminder Nagra
87. Colin Firth
88. Hugh Grant
89. Renee Zellweger
90. Miranda Otto
91. Lucy Liu
92. Halle Berry catwoman.
93. David Thewlis
94. Gary Oldman .
95. Brendan Fraser
96. Ron Weasley .
97. Anthony Perkins
98. David Beckham - set Rebecca Loos on him
99. Brian Krause
100. James Marsters
101. Amy Acker
102. Alexis Denisof
103. Alyson Hannigan
104. Holly Marie Combs
105. Russell Crowe
106. Tom Cruise
107. Kyle Maclachlan
108. John Lennon - he's dead.
109. George Harrison - he's dead too.
110. Paul McCartney - is he dead?
111. David Boreanaz
112. Reynaldo Gianechini
113. Jason Priestley
114. Adam Sandler
115. Michael Owen
116. Peter Jackson
117. remus lupin.
118. michael j fox - hey, he was cute when he was young.
119. elvis prestley. - he's dead.
120. Enjolras. - okay, so he's fictional and dead.
121. Charles Dickens - could think of no one else, haha
122. Sean Astin ???
It was quite amusing actually.
tata.
190604. Saturday.
OMG, was reading a crappy fanfic...its so damn funny. i know i shouldn't promote others' fics, but still. its this supposedly funny parody of les miz... click here to read
Bored. Will do some lame quizzes. Tralala.
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you know, there's a word for what we call someone when they start doing loads of random quizzes, ie, me.
BORED.
180604. Friday.
Yay. Finished developing the photos i've been taking - the
6A 2002 ones, the
church camp ones and the
LYFE Green Earth ones. Whee. Anyway...You know, i would never betray my trusty film camera, but sometimes i really feel like *covers camera's ears* junking it and getting a nice digicam, even though it takes all the fun out of photography, and you don't get gorgeous glossy developed beautifully pics, and you only get the posed pictures cos you'd delete everything that you deem unpretty...*shudders violently*
tata.
170406. Thursday.
You know, I really hate that silly “My Story” compo. It’s soooooo crappy. For one, I don’t see why we need to write it. It’s so irrelevant. Why would a bunch of high-ranking snobs at Readers’ Digest want to know about OUR lives? Like what’re we supposed to say, I’m so honoured???? Gawd, I’m impressed. For one, I’m typing this on MS word now. Will copy and paste into my blog later. (Ok, if you’re reading this, you won’t need to know, but heck, that explains the perfect capitalized letters.) Bleargh. I have writer’s block. Can’t write a single thing for beans. (Decided that I will not plagiarize Liqi and say “for nuts”.) Let’s see. I’m stuck on my stupid RD compo now, and my fanfic is nowhere near done…my chapter seven is currently something like one page long on MS Word, font face Tahoma, size 12 font…ugh.
Speaking of fanfic, does anyone realize that the school interhouse fanfic competition is a total scam??? I NEED MY FREAKING HOUSE ACTIVITY. Hello, it was the school that said that we NEEDED bloody house activities. This is so sick. Ugh. It makes me want to throw something at them – preferably something hard. They don’t take anything non-competitive seriously. That’s the level of bias and bigotry in our school. All the house activities that are sports are given their points, confirmed, but as long as it’s bookish or writer-ish, you don’t get your points or freaking recognition. *thwacks*.
SHEESH.
Forget it. I’d better get back to the stupid story, which by the way, is currently 194 words long. UGH.
160604. wednesday.
ugh. i hate writer's block.
150604. tuesday.
Yesterday Once More by the Carpenters ~ lyrics (:
When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile.
Those were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long-lost friend
All the songs I loved so well.
Every Sha-la-la-la
Every Wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing's
So fine.
When they get to the part
Where he's breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more.
Lookin' back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed.
It was songs of love that
I would sing to then
And I'd memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away.
Every Sha-la-la-la
Every Wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing's
So fine.
All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry.
Just like before
It's yesterday once more.
i love that song.
tata (:
140604. monday.
You know, i really
love hate love have mixed feelings about shopping. There are, of course, two types of shopping...
Grocery shopping.
I'm not too fond of this type of shopping. Let's see. Consider this: dragged around a SUPERMARKET, looking at STUFF, ie food and other boring stuff...ahahaha but the thing about hypermarkets are that they have EVERYTHING to boot, including FRYING PANS and RICE COOKERS. and my mum and grandmere found it interesting, of course, and thought that it was time to get a new RICE COOKER. wowee. mary had a lot of fun watching them buy rice cookers, i must say (: Okay. If that's not outrageous enough, i had to amuse myself by drooling at the AMAZING range of choccies and try to decide WHAT to get. Yummilicious.
hersheyscookiesandcream!!!!!!
Ordinary shopping.
Ah well. As in, ordinary in my perception. Usually gazing longingly at exorbitant, impossible clothes from French Connection that cost $96 after 30% discount and stuff like that. Bimbo shopping. But it's more fun than electrical appliances or whatever of the sort (: What my mum calls
absolutely frivolous, ah well i suppose it is, but at least i'm not gazing longingly at a washing machine or vacuum cleaner. Ok whatever. And speaking of
normal shopping, anyone wants to go with me and slack at orchard and get loads of aromatherepy stuff (: Whee. And any nice person wants to go Takashimaya with me (: Most likely will end up going to Kino and staring at all the Dan Brown books and trying to dig up enough cash for it all. HAHAHAHAH.
Okay. If anything i've just said makes sense...
Tata.
130604. sunday.
Mary is clearly in a bimbo fangirly mood. With a bimbotic layout to match. *giggles a la Miss Mer* Anyway. Point is, this is a really really really fangirly layout.
*where i discovered some of the finer points of using fireworks as opposed to photoshop* And i'm going nuts, as I clearly stated not too long ago.
Oh yes. Go read and review my fanfic. there you go. Love Friendship Hatred,
Chapter 6. *nudges you and mary crosses fingers*
Will blog properly next time. I am clearly at a lack of what to say today.
Oh yes. And my throat is killing me. And I am currently heavily drugged on four different kinds of medicine.
Prozac might help, though. Did i meantion how much i dislike the taste of cough syrup??? Oh dear. I
am going nuts. When you start rambling in circles on
medicine, you
know something's
veryveryvery wrong.
tata