120604. saturday.
My throat is killing me. Ack.
Go read fanfic. Love, Friendship, Hatred
Chapter 6. Go on. *nudges you* And remember to review (:
110604. friday.
There is no cause for
rejoicing and balloons despair. Mary is still very much alive. Just didn't feel like blogging. Church camp was fun. Yay. The details are too much and nittygritty, so i shall not go into it. You'll be bored to death.
Anyway. i'm sick. Wowee.
Rejoice. Mary's sick. YAY. like. Wow. i'm sick, i can't type properly, and my thoughts are in a mess, i'm banned from panadol, my mum won't let me have a nap, and i'm grouchy.
JOY TO THE WORLD. I LOVE THE WORLD. I LOVE THE SUGAR PLUM FAIRY. I LOVE GRAPHS. I LOVE GRAPH PAPER. YAY. THANKS A LOT.
What is Mary doing? I AM DOING WHAT I LOVE THE MOST. GRAPHS. or i
was doing graphs until i came to slack and blog. like WOW, GRAPHS MAKE SO MUCH SENSE TO ME. I DIDN'T REALISE I COULD READ GREEK.
what a linguist. i'm so proud of myself. i taught myself how to read greek. *sobs all over the place*
Clearly this is not making sense at all. Aw shucks. Too baaaaaaaaaaaaaad. *sticks out tongue* iwantcaffeine
nownownowandi'mgoingnuts. YAY. aren't you just proud of me now.
040604. friday.
hi everyone. i'm going off for church camp in...one hour. whee, i'm so excited, yay. no seriously though, i have no idea what we're going to do, and hope it's gonna be interesting *enough*. yeah. anyway that's all i think i need to say right? yup.
farewells.
020604. wednesday.
This is a reply to von's argument on right, wrong and power.
Your arguement states that "Power is not something only... well, powerful people possess, for all the power ultimately belongs to the least powerful ones-the people. You may be some big shot, but the people can bring you down. You may be some dictator, then the US will be after your butt."
in this, you are stating that obviously, the people possess the power to bring down a tyrant or dictator. Why then, as seen in countless examples, does power have the, well, power to influence and judge? Hitler used his charisma and power to wield an iron fist over the Jews, convinced the Germans and built an empire (the Reich) that he proclaimed would last 1000 years. and he was believed. He managed to use propaganda because he had the power and means of doing so, and judged the Jews. What gave him the right to? Well, he had no right to, but his power gave him an advantage. He was in an influential position because of his power, not because his influence caused him to rise through the ranks.
When the nation is in ruins and despair, it is obvious that they will look somewhere for a ruler, for a saviour, for a Messiah. The fact is that someone who has considerable power in thir leaderless state will try to seize the throne/hot seat/presidential post, such shown in the case of the current Iraqi war- he's being reinstated as president, but can he stop the bloody massacre that the US is imposing on the civillians? He may have been placed there by the US, but can that stop the people from revoltion? Who gave him the power - the people or merely a figurehead? Yes, the people have the power, but in cases like this, what can they do?
During the French Revolution, it took the beheading of numerous aristocrats to bring down monarchy. The royals never learn. Why? They wanted to keep their power. They wanted France to be under royal rule as it gave them ultimate power, undisputed rule. No constitution, no voting, all by lineage. It seemed fair to them. Yet after Napolean Bonaparte proclaimed himself Emperor Napolean eventually, he craved ultimate power too, after winning wars and conquests. It was precisely because he won wars, conquests and put himself on the throne, he wanted to rule. As i said, the royals never learn. They got too big for their breeches, and eventually he died a painful death as well. Did he learn that it was because of his proclamation that he was the Emperor Napolean that he was hated by the people? But what did the people have to do about it? With even celebrated writer Victor Hugo in exile, could the people try to revolt again?
The people can try, but they can never truly succeed. Power consumes all in a fiery blaze, crushing their souls, changing them completely. Once seemingly ordinary people cen be changed and lives toppled due to the power of another, and power can kill one who does not have the ability to wield it appropriately. Power can drive many to insanity - the lust for power even drives people to their graves. Wars are fought for honour, for power.
People have no use for power if power doesn't fulfil our selfish desires, our cravings to stand out from the lowly, to rise to where you think you belong. That's why we want power. But can it really solve anything? Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, we are living in a world where power rules all, people are reinstated due to power, we bribe for power, we kill for power, and we let power take over our lives. That's why I have concluded, there is no right or wrong anymore, or even to begin with - there is only power, and power alone.
310504. monday.
“Is there right or wrong, or is there only power?”
Seriously, we'd all like to believe that we're in a perfect world where everything's judged by right and wrong, and how things
ought to be, but face it, we all know it's not going to be that way. If it were, why would we have George Bush declaring war on Iraq? For oil - but that's because he has the power to do so. He may feel that what he's doing to right - yeah, right for expanding his own empire and political stand, but how about the wrong that comes out of it?
In a utopia, we'd like to think that right will be rewarded and that wrong will be forgiven eventually, but where do you get an utopia like that? Why do politicials make decisions? Because that they hope that their decisions will eventually bring them to greater power. Do they care if the decisions are useful to the people? Well no, not unless it raises them to higher fame and power. There we go again. The reason why people do things is for power. But only with power can you change anything.
Everything stems from power, and if generally all that's left is the decisions made of the high-ranking officials with
power, and who may be hungry for more, can you imagine what the world will be like in years to come? Each country - a dictatorship selling its image as a democracy, and so on, till then -
Let's hope for clearer paths to right and wrong.
300504. sunday.
ohmygawd.
6A 2002 is jinxed *cue to screeeeeam!*
anyway it's like
soooo many things happened to us there...i don't know...according to
bertilla it's cos of the lack of our
"goodluckcharm" liangxun, who wasn't there. so why exactly were we jinxed? okay let's see. everything was fine and dandy, until we stepped into east coast park.
jinx 1 THEN IT STARTED
DRIZZLING. okay. then it rained
heavier and heavier until we were forced to stop cycling. we sat in the bicycle rental shop and rotted away.
jinx 2 after playing truth or dare,
bertilla lost her deck of cards.
jinx 3 grace's dad got quite annoyed with us and everything cos we kept changing the venue and time of the barbecue...damned rain...so we didn't have food for the barbecue...pathetic-fied! but
grace, its not your fault...
jinx 4 when we FINALLY decided to leave, no barbecue, nothing to eat...it
stopped raining, like oh wow impeccable timing ain't it?
jinx 5 Food spills. Lots of it during dinner.
jas spilled her coke float on some kid who began cursing and screaming, and one of the guys spilled his drink on the floor...sorry to macs at east coast...
jinx 6 kend tuck broke his shoe. Nuff said. Self explanatory.
jinx 7 bertilla hurt her foot cos of all the blisters she got from her shoes...
jinx 8 yuxi's bag strap broke, so she had to lug everything back traumatizingly. and that includes a volleyball and a radio.
jinx 9 grace's camera ran out of battery.
jinx 10 yuxi dropped her radion and now it doesn't work, poor thing.
jinx 11 mary splashed mud on
yvette's pants and in turn later...
jinx 12 yvette splashed water on
jaslin's shorts.
Yeah. but the bus ride home was really fun and we were just shrieking and laughing and so slacked out and totally...at peace with everyone, everything, one and all! and it was majorly fun, and basically we all enjoyed ourselves, despite our being convinced that we were jinxed and all, and all that stuff lah, but yes people, you know we had fun (:
[
rock on, 6A 2002]
280504. friday.
PEOPLE, READ MY FIC.
correction. read and review my fic (:
CHAPTER FOUR IS UP. YES.
Oh yeah. liqi is being a total toot. i don't know what's her
problem. sheesh liqi, learn some etiquette will ya? and come up with a more warm welcome for us than "hey, pig". like, i am
very very annoyed with you, liqi. in case you can't
tell.
okay. shall stop PMS-ing. just generally grumpy. and i know i really shouldn't thrust all my crap and ramblings here, but whatever.
yup. should
look on the bright side of life. two more days to class gathering. yay. whoopee. you know i love you. yay.
240504. monday
In french today we were watching this WONDERFUL and BEAUTIFUL movie. it was SO cool. The title was "He loves me, he loves me not" and it was like the creepiest, darkest, loveliest film i have seen in ages. Way better than Van Helsing, and the French guy is like very cute too.
Haha. Anyway, it was about this psycho girl who is madly in love with her neighbour, who doesn't even know her, and in her mind she believes that her neighbour loves her forever and ever, so she sends all these love letters and stuff to him, even though he's married already, her psycho mind refuses to register the fact that he'll never love her, and all, until one day the gifts get more and more psycho, and she sends him a heart with an arrow through it, and he's so freaked out, and suspects a patient of his, and almost kills her, and is almost sent to jail for that. the psycho girl tries to commit suicide, and the doctor saves her cos its his job, and then the girl thinks that the doctor saves her cos he loves her, and then she gets more obsessed with him, but in the end when he doesn't return her affections the way she thinks he should, she tries to murder him.
in the end they send her to this mental hospital for ages, and she pretends to get better, while hiding all the medicine and all, and pretending that she's on the road to recovery and all that...and in the end she leaves, seemingly normal...
and then the doctors discover that all her medicine is used to make portraits of all of them - a sign that she is going to target them, as she made the portraits of the doctor before she started stalking him.
ohmygosh, isn't that just the best story ever (:
210504. friday.
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. mary
2.
You stupid moron! [quote liqi]
3. "OI!" [quote my brother]
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. i laugh enough to make sure i'm sane
2. i have enough odd plot ideas
3. i have confidence in myself. somewhat.
THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I am a boring person with a boring life
2. I have n common sense
3. I am overcritical of everything
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND:
1. MATH/GREEK [interchangable!]
2. why pink fluffy things are allowed.
3. Jargon franglais, in general what i write in french.
THREE THINGS THAT ANNOY YOU:
1. backstabbing
2. com disconnecting itself PERSISTENTLY
3. plotless books/fanfic
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. ostracisation
2. airheads/bimbos
3. my current seat [baaaaaaaaaad fengshui]
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. chocolate
2. notebook & pen
3. handphone??
THREE PEOPLE YOU SPEND THE MOST TIME WITH: [mary will just put in groups as i can't choose THREE]
1. cookies [honorary or official, it doesn't matter]
2. family
3. ???
THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO:
1. be good and stay out of trouble FOR ONCE
2. be really happy
3. think clearly
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. reading
2. writing fanfic (:
3. listening to music from musicals
THREE THINGS YOU WANT REALLY BAD RIGHT NOW:
1. as in NOW? lemme see, i need dinner now (:
2. New [fully stocked] bookshelf
3. I SO NEED NEW STATIONERY, FOOLSCAPE AND GRAPH PAPER
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. Journalist
2. UFOlogist
3. Archaelogist
THREE PLACES YOU WOULD GO ON VACATION:
1. France
2. Switzerland
3. Russia
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Save the world
2. Write my will
3. Tell everyone how much i love/appreciate/forgive/hate them [deltete as appropriate]
180504. tuesday.
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170504. monday.
REJOICE PEOPLE! THE 209 BLOG IS REVIVED! (:
honestly though, i'm thinking of making a quizilla quiz. the "Which weird 209 Mr Teo pic are you" quiz. Would be quite fun. And it'll give me something to do during com studies, you know what i mean, haha. I didn't realise that the extent of our com studies pics had travelled so far and wide that our juniors all know about it. Haha. I have no idea if 209 ought to feel honoured or what. Haha.
Anyway shall blog in chronological order...
after school went french. realised the old bat lost my result slip. SHEESH. like i actually wanted to
get my result slip back and all...sigh.
after that went to buy new
scrunchies...yeps pretty furry black scrunchies and all that...
[decided that i really oughta get a freaking life]
100504. monday.
FANFIC PROMOTING: new
fic up! whee!
Mary feels accomplished, as usual. Haha.
080504. saturday.
time to let loose all my opinions on the ms lim/mr wolfe leaving thingy.
WHY????
i mean, they're perfectly wonderful teachers, and they are like really good teachers, and who are we gonna get? miss michelle wong? i mean, yes, fine, but she's head of year, which is a foreboding sign. or worse still - yapper again? and what about history - i don't want ms quek. she's so...bimbotic and airheaded. i just don't like her. she reminds me too much of those giggly and pretentious people. SOB. Canada's not that nice anyway. Sigh. And why in the middle of the year? we're all going to flunk history and geog, and that's gonna be sad. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. nofair.
this is
sad.
070504. friday.
Feeling so slackified.
Yay...finished the francais examen...whoopee! -mary jumps and bounces on bed- Anyway. Am slackifiedly reading fanfic...MUST GET DOWN TO WRITING - NO WAIT - I MEAN, WATCHING POTC. haha. i want to take part in that compt thingy, so i can get my house activity. it's so lame! why do we have to do house activities? as if we don't contribute enough? SHEESH.
Must not start blogging incoherently.
Must sort out thoughts.
Okay, that's better. Anyway, was just talking to Flora. Apparently, she got nominated SL and she's not too happy about it. YOU GO GIRL. yay! okay, but if she really becomes SL, well, good luck to you...you'll need it *mary smirks* Anyway, the french test was pretty okay, and it wasn't as bad as i'd have expected, and i actually could do my cloze passage quite okay! *mary grins* Okay, shall not be such a total
frak *grins at liqi evilly* and blabber on randomly.
Haha.
[mary's gone mad]
Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with
Mary's Lurgy |
| Cause: | a blow to the head |
| Symptoms: | automatic writing, punning, wrist swelling, moodiness |
| Cure: | wake up and realise it was all just a dream |
|
020504. sunday.
Must be good. Must blog more often. Must not abandon blog. Hahaha. anyway, i'm on the verge of changing my layout, i think this one's getting old. See the mold on the sides? haha. Anyway, i was just doing lit journal...on teh day before it's due... *tsktsk mary* anyway, i was in a pretty lame mood just now, and as you can see the current song is Summer Nights, which is the NICEST song EVER...haha...anyway, i was just searching for nice blog music...Should i put something les miserables-ish?
By teh way, i abandoned my les miz fic due to the utter silliness of forgetting that les miz is set AFTER the French rev, so basically getting it ALL muddled up and everything *embarrassed look*
Was talking to Nic just now. she was saying her typical haldir-goes-with-celeborn thingy...DOES NOTNOTNOT...all who agree that haldir doesn't go with celeborn say aye! AYE!!!!!!!! ok i'm being lame. okay then. tata people. dunno when i'll feel like updating again, so never mind (:
280404. thursday.
Yes, i'm blogging/promoting fanfic/whatever you call it. my
Les Miz fic is up...go read and review ok? yay.
260404. tuesday.
Just to say that i'm still alive. Don't miss me too much.
On My Own
And now I'm all alone again
Nowhere to go, no one to turn to
Without a home without a friend
Without a face to say hello to
And now the night is near
I can make believe he's here
Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping
I think of him and I'm happy
With the company I'm keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us
I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone
The river's just a river
Without him
The world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers
I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life
I've only been pretending
Without me
His world would go on turning
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own
Aww. How sweet.
220404. thursday.
HAHA. mary is blogging in com studies, lol. *tsktskmary* andyway. whatever lah, i don't care (: i'm thinking of getting yanmin to host me (: haha. maybe if i have the time to update, blahblahblah, instead of blogging in com studies. but heck lah. afterall. com studies is fairly crap, haha. its true.
MARY FLUNKED MATH. WOW. WHAT A SURPRISE. MARY IS SO EXCITED. I FAILED MATH. ISN'T THAT WONDERFUL. THAT'S FABULOUS. THAT'S AMAZING. THAT'S WONDERFUL. IN FACT, IT'S SPLENDIFEROUS AND SPIFFY. WOWEE. MARY IS SO DELIGHTED. I CAN'T WAIT FOR MY MUM'S REACTION. OH WOW.
200404. tuesday.
HEYYAS! mary is blogging again *claps* haha.
Anyway. The April issue is almost done...almost...almost...
JUST that lil bit more...
Aww. Mary is in a sweetsie sobby mood. AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A SWEETISE SOBBY MOOD IS. oh dear, i've gone quite mad. anyway. today's meeting was pretty much a disaster, and hitler was laughing her head off in a rather exaggerated and dramatized version, and she was like, "i've seen this issue so many times, i'm going mad" and i was trying to resist myself from saying, "WHAT ABOUT ME, YOU STUPID WOMAN? LIKE I'M NOT SICK OF IT????????????" gosh, whatever.
Anyway. Mary is a frivolous idiot sometimes. Grrr.
160404. friday night.
Urgh. Mary is mad at her mum, once again, and vice versa.
Why can't she just like, LISTEN to my pov instead of shrieking her blasted head off at me PERPETUALLY about my cca, about math, about my poetry, about my reading -newspaper- late -at -night -and -cutting -holes -in -it habit...THE LIST GOES ON. whatever the case is, she has something supremely sarcastic and mean to say to me.
But that's not the point. The point is, today, my mum found it interesting to preach to me the goodness of third lang. SIGH. (for the umpteenth time, i can MEMORISE her speech by now, geesh) and blah-ing on about why i ought to really do well for third lang and how so-and-so is
that amazing at french or whatever, and all statistics which i don't need to know AT ALL, siiiiigh.
Hello. then she began her whole don't yell at your mum speech, and by that time i was trying not to hurl the chocolate bar at her, which would be a waste of perfectly good choccies. then later she proceeded to yell at me, yadda yadda yadda, and i don't even remember what she was shouting at, so there.
Whatever. i'm feeling really angst-ridden and idiotic, so whatever.
"You are a cow" in german: Du bist eine Kuh! (thanks Flora)
"Go to hell" in french: Va te faire voir chez le Grecs!
120404. monday night.
Oh well. what can i say? Dreadful, dreadful. Positively horrid.
*mary sharpens her jewelled dagger*
In a murderous mood tonight.
and i shall savour your sweet blood as i sink my fangs onto your ivory-white throat. and i shall feed. sacrifice.
100404. saturday night
Mary feels accomplished.
Fait accompli.
NEW CHAPTER UP! yay! as in, my harry potter fanfic...
Chapter 9...go read! (: haha.
100404. saturday.
WRITER'S BLOCK.
Mary is quite upset and disturbed.
Siiiiigh.
Whoever controls inspiration up there in the heavens, amongst the clouds and dew point temperature must have been ignoring me lately. oh well. Anyway, i was trying to write a new fanfic, and failing miserably, and trying my best best best not to make it sound like another soppy romance, but not a gory evil murder either. Oh well, what can i say? i'm trying to combine both, but i can't. How sad. Then, i brilliantly decided to leave my HP fic hanging there. Suddenly i feel like getting back to it, but i have no idea how to continue. That's VERY VERY sad, you know.
Anyway. Decided that Dumbledore should get posessed, and that he would expel Hermione and that she would discover that only true love can save her tarnished soul....blahblahblah. i'm not supposed to tell you people. i haven't even written it yet. Sigh. Shall get down to it (:
090404. friday.
have a lovely Good Friday, everyone.
Okay. About yesterday's Sports Fest...Ohwells. i have NOTHING to say about Buckle getting 2nd ^^ Oh siiiiigh.
Quite lame to tell the truth. We had the Last Supper, oh, sorry, i mean the Tarbet house dinner after that...and Li Qi, the evil girl she is, broke her fast just because of salad and fish & chips. Which aren't really fish & chips, cos they were all wet and soggy and un-fish-and-chips-ish. the salad actually tasted better than the soggy fish. haha.
Anyway. Mary shall decline to further comment anymore. Siiiigh.
God bless, everyone.
Bye.
070404. wednesday.
Hello everyone.
VON YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS PIC I THINK ITS SO NICE! OMG OMG OMG! Haldir of the Golden Wood
Okay. Hahaha. Just being lame here. shipofdreams.net has very nice lotr wallpapers. Hahahaha. BTW, i am simply like looking through their wallpapers and thinking which one to put on my file next, hahaha...i like this
Aragorn one. isn't it nice (:
Ooh
lala. Going to watch Hidalgo avec Von tomorrow (: *mary grins* anyway, whatever lah..
Ladeedum. Okay. Will blog more tonight, hopefully in a more sane manner. Bye.
060404. tuesday.
Yes, i'm blogging
finally.
Okay. if you want to know what lame stuff we did during April Fools' Day, read Cremecookies blog.
The NE fieldtrip was really fun, and the war memorial was REALLY peaceful and sweet and calm and tranquil and romantic and beautiful. Awww. Okay, i'm sure it wasn't meant to be so...exaggerated, but anyway that's what i think, so whatever.
Okay. Today's Tribune meeting was pretty much fun with the interhouse trial, but really stressful cos Susmita was running around, all frazzled and worried. And Hitler had to poke her long nose + pencil moustache into everything, and very
tactlessly told the sec ones that their articles were crappy, and told them to redo and email to me AGAIN...oh NO, how many times do we have to do anything before it pleases that woman? je vraiment deteste cette femme. oh WELL. And what gives me the right to force her ideals on me?
"Mary, you HAVE to agree that these are, well, crappy,"
WHAT THE HELL.
The use of the words "You hate to agree with me...." blah blah blah makes me
mad at the mere thought. i don't
have to do anything i don't want to, surprise surprise, darling Hitler. Did that come as a surprise? Oh, i
try my best, darling
Hilter.
Sheesh.
Sec ones,
i am on your side. REMEMBER THAT. and don't be lured to the dark side. YET. unless you really want to, but that's yur loss. And give my quill, ink and lightsabre back if you intend to leave my council.
Sorry. I'm going a little crazy.
010404. thursday.
in com studies. boreddd. nothing much to say. i have writer's block. and i NEED to have a new fic up SOON. but i CAN'T write and i CAN'T have any new poem ideas. i just need ONE more fanfic, or one more poem. PLEASE.
[inspiration] I WANT INSPIRATION.
anyway...let's see. maybe i should fulfil my sadistic tendencies and, like, WRITE an Aragorn/Eowyn fic. i've always been trying to write one, but never managed to THINK of what to write. i want it to be REALLY twisted and evil, but I HAVE WRITER'S BLOCK. sigh.
[
damn their warnings, damn their lies. they will see the people rise]
310304. wednesday.
Was watching the trailer for
King Arthur just now. Quite LOTR-ish, if you ask me, haha. Anyway. Taking a break from math-ing and Hitler's service. Siigh (: Oh, and go check out the
Harry Potter trailer too, it's really good (: love the music, it's pretty much delightful...the whole Macbeth "Double, double toil and trouble" thing, hahahahaha. even though Tom Felton looks weeeeeeeeeird. haha. anyway. basically just being very lame here. And
Girl With A Pearl Earring seems pretty good as well. Basically very sweet and artsy, but not boringly so. Hmmmm. The
Secret Window one is not bad too. Quite literary, don't you think? -grins- very interestingly plagarist-ish. haha. I'd like to watch that as much as i'd love to watch A Girl With A Pearl Earring. Oh well. anyway. better get back to math-ing. byee (:
300304. tuesday.
He-llooooooooooooo! okie. i changed my layout, quite duh, haha. how's it? i really like it. Not just cos it's, like, MINE, but cos its so romantic and lovely and everything, haha. don't you think roses are just the most beautiful thing on the face of the planet? Awww. Anyway. Main point: I love bloodred roses.
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