11:09pm...I have only 4 hours of sleep. on my birthday.

this year was far by the best birthday I ever had.
seriously.
first off, we went to Sentosa,  parajumping 4 storeys down. it's like bungee jumping, but without the bouncy parts. and then we Zip lined all the way down from this hill and onto the beach. and then, we well, actually that's it.
it rained halfway, just right after we got our feet nice and wet in the ocean by the beach ( which has imported sand from indonesia, so technically, it is indonesia. I've been to indonesia!!!) so we had to leave.
and then we just spent the rest of the afternoon running from the rain and eating soup in vivo city.
and then we got back home...waited until midnight and then did the whole birthday stuffs. you know cake. candles. wishes.

candles..chloe even had the cheek to use the magic relighting ones ( magic. Peusshh!) that i bought for her birthday but thought i'd lost  on my cake. so i was blowing away like a puffer fish. good thing i'm a french horn player though.
ppppppsssshhhhhhhhh!!!!
and then i blew all the candle flames out but they kept coming back. and it goes on...until theywere totally wax works and there was a puddle of wax on the cake.
you might have wondered what i wished for.

i said to the birthday fairy who grants wishes that never come true," please help me and my best pals and the old folk department to be happy and safe. ooohh yes, and i'd like a nice cat to go with it."
i don't think the second one would ever come true though. everytime i say,"cat" in front of dad, he'd just snort and grunt like a pig. " psh tch hornk hornk" he'd say. gosh.
and then we had a sleepover over , and we watched movies until it was like 3:45am the next day. and i just literally fainted on the pillow with my glasses on in the middle of Vanhelsing. and i might have accidentally punched Tammy once.
i'm gonna keep this short, because i have loads of sleeping time to catch up on. so bye.
zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
my eyes are practically walking zombies taking zombie tablets.

even cats sleep more than me

10:52pm/my not so accurate birthday celebration tomorrow plus killer clown

can you believe it?
two more days till i'm an official teenager. and how exactly am i celebrating it? by bungee jumping off four stories and doing this awesome Zipline in Sentosa. again. you know, to symbolize that you are...well, old enough to bungee jump. and Whiz over an island on a cable.
and guess what, my folks allowed me to have a sleepover, so Tammy, Chloe, Acacia, and i (Ginfang has dance CCA next morning so she can't make it) would be spending the night, camping in my living room.
and no, we are NOT going to have pillow fights.
and we are NOT going to be painting each other's nails or something.
and we are NOT going to be talking about 'Martians' like they do in the movies. ( get it? like as in that book, men are from mars, women are from venus thing? get it now?)

i can't believe i'm gonna watch this.
on my birthday.

instead, we're going to be watching(if you call peeping through your fingers watching) this movie called,"dead silence"
and on the cover of the disc is this clown face that looks demented to tell you the truth,
now, retarded killer clown faces are what you might expect from your average thriller, so to counteract the scary-ness of it all so that we don't freak ourselves out at night, i've devised the counter react plan, and that is by watching night of the museum 2.
you know, that show that almost made me wet myself in the cinema and got me kneeling down on the floor( it's true)
but chloe thinks otherwise, and that comedies actually cause you nightmares. she said that if you laugh too hard you'll get nightmares.
what utter wubbish is that?!
and so her plan was to watch the show VanHelsing. ok, first off,
how does watching a vampire slayer slay vampires make you forget about killer clowns?

9:36pm...a very merry christmas without the christmas-ish parts

had christmas dinner with my family.
or at least what's left of my family. my grandparents are in malaysia, in fact, all of my family is in malaysia(since my dad's an ex-malaysian) and other my cousins migrated to canada. 
thy must be having lots of thy fun at canada. with real snow, real christmas trees, lights and actual chimneys. 
well, besides the lamb chops and sparkling juice, it's pretty much a normal day.
the only thing special is that i went to church this morning. and...that's it i guess. i mean, christmas is about the celebration of Jesus being born and everything. so it's a christmas well spent. 
oh gosh don't even ask me about presents. i got a bottle of soap. but it's nice soap. and i actually need it. it's not like i need another soft toy or a box of chocolates. (i wonder why people keep giving you chocolates as presents.) i practically will survive next year on a choco diet with choco biscuits and choco chocolates, wholesome chocolaty goodness...hmmm. 
 hey, mind if i tell you a secret? wait, it wouldn't be a secret if i told everyone would it?
ok, so here goes:
i haven't bought anything for my friends yet.
gasp, surprise woweemama you might say but truth is, i really don't know what to get. so i plan on getting stuff tomorrow. for them. i mean. not me. shussshhh. don't tell them.

i don't even know if posting
this online is even legal.

P.S. my grandma got my mum this cup that has a girl on it with gigantic 'bazoomas' on them. if you know what i mean. like as in two clay balls stuck onto the cup like-well, just a cup with two balls(literal 3D)  stuck on it at this bikini girl's you-know-whatsits. gosh, over discription alert.

that's grandma alright.

so anyway, i just think my grandma's going a bit cuckoo. we were at a gift shop when she spotted the cup and still bought it even though i pleaded and begged her not to. i just ran out of the shop when she was at the cashier and pretended not to have anything to do with her. i'd bet the cashier lady thought that she was cuckier than a cuckoo bird on cuckoo pills. 
but my mum laughed when she saw it, so i guess alls well.

10:47pm..it's not a bookshelf...it's a....shelf.

it'sjust a piece of white lamented wood.  and a teddy bear. of course now it's stuffed full of my books. nice birthday gift. why am i talking in sentences? anyway, yes, so i've got my shelf that took about the whole day to assemble(included drilling of holes in the walls and stuffing screws into them.)

oh yes. did i mention that tomorrow's christmas eve and i still have homework to do? sorrow at my heart's content. like i've always wanted it. if i could sigh like and anime character, i would. but unfortunately, i'm not some cute long haired girl in a short school uniform skirt. in fact, quite the opposite.
either way. i really like this shelf. it can store books!!!!!! yeah!!!! just like a good shelf should.
you know, if i had a cat, i would call it nico. if it's black. i don't really like cute names like sushi. or kitty.
it just starts to rub off on you. we should give animals cool names, like zombie, or astro. beats,"hey fluffy!!!! how's my good doooogieee!!!"
i saw a black cat on SPCA named carrot. he looks awesome, and i would deffo adopt him(if i could) but i  think calling carrot!!! carrot!! out loud like this would cause other's to question my sanity.

is it a carrot or a cat??
either ways, he's awesome

4:31pm...on the first day of christmas my parents gave to me......

i am such a nerd.
when people ask for presents, they usually mean something like,"hey, i want an Xbox 360!" or," you know, i feel like getting myself an iPhone." or maybe," can i have that sims 3 extension pack late night?"
see, i asked for a bookshelf.
and my parents said yes. who gets a bookshelf for christmas?! oh, i know. me.
well, it beats last year. i got a pair of socks and a cup. so i guess i should be grateful.
I'm going to Ikea tomorrow night to choose one. maybe i'll take a picture of it and upload it here.

i just thought this was cool.

1:19pm...christmas presents

my mum and dad are talking christmas presents.
already.
this is happening faster then i expected it to though. so they're planning to get prezzies after tuition today.
so, mum and dad said," what do you want for christmas presents?"
and i said," cat"
they laughed.
so i guess i'm not getting a cat anytime soon. which means i'll have to catnap one from downstairs when i'm old enough.
of course i'm not. that's illegal. i think. besides, i've already planned to adopt one from SPCA. when i finish secondary school.
well, anyway, i'll tell you what i'm gonna get when i come back. oh yes, you might be wondering, aren't christmas presents supposed to be a surprise????
well it isn't in my family.(besides my grandfather and grandmother. they got our christmas presents weeks ago, and it's been lying under the tree ever since)
i mean, what's the point of getting a present that nobody wants and then it just spends it's entire time sitting in a cupboard lying in a layer of dust, not even unwrapped yet. so we go christmas shopping together and then get what we want. it's a family tradition.
of course, christmas isn't really all about presents and jolly old santa and stuff. which is why i'm spending my christmas in church, and i'm gonna be inviting dear wei qian. yes, she's Buddhist so her family isn't exactly into christmas. so yeah, i'm sure they won't mind me borrowing their youngest daughter out for the whole entire day of an internationally celebrated holiday. no prob.

of course, this has nothing to do with what i said,
but it's just funny.

11:04pm...

i can't quite believe i only have two weeks left of holidays before school starts.

plus, i haven't even started on anything 'homework' wise. and i really don't plan to touch my homework until next monday.

but, that's what i say to myself every week.

which has brought me right at this exact moment, worrying about homework. oh well, it is next monday's problem, so i'll leave it at that.

so anyway, i just went with my 17 year old aunt to sentosa, (this resort island that's full of stuff to do, in case you've never heard of it.P.S. where have you been all this while???) 

isn't this cool??? Not.

and it was brilliant. well, i only did two things, simulator roller coaster riding(since sentosa isn't big enough to have a real one for cheap, and the only worthwhile coaster going to costs an atomic bomb) 

and jumping down four stories.

with a rope, don't be stupid, i'm not that emotionally unstable. 

at first i was like climbing up the stairs, up this tower with the wind blowing hair all over your face, and you could smell the ocean and see tiny little people playing volleyball at the beach. and then you turn around, and you see your death. 

you literally just stand on the edge of a  metal plank, and just jump. down onto this sand bed, but luckily, i was tied to a rope. so good for me, i guess.

it was fun, besides the yelling and that feeling in your stomach, like as if all the food in it is just going to rush out through your ears. 

10:55pm...first tuition class/RHEMA!!!

the picture says it all.

Had tuition today. which was....interesting.

i walked into the room with trisha and then quickly decided on where to sit. see, you have to be really really careful about where you choose to sit on the first day of anything school-wise. otherwise, you could end up sitting next to snot boy or something. which is not good in anyway. so yeah, back to the whole' sitting thing' 

Trisha, being such a smart girl, chose to sit in the 2nd row,(there where only 3 rows. btw) next to the projector. so i sat right next to her, the seat on my left, empty.  so the lesson started. by the way, i just moved into normal chinese classes from this week onwards, because last year's higher chinese course is just waaaaay higher over my below normal expectations in chinese. you get the idea.

so, the lesson started and the teacher came in, did the usual, attendance, the whole 'getting to know you' thing, and then guess what. she sat right next to me. not in front, not at the back, not in the middle.

NEXT

TO

ME.  yep. way to go girl. no note passing, no whisper whisper hey did you hear what... no, book reading under the table, no sneaking sweets into your mouth pretending to cough out loud while throwing M&Ns into your mouth. just plain ol' honest attention in class. nice one trisha.

and just in case you might be curious about it, there is ALOT of difference between higher and normal chinese classes. 

Higher chinese

1) everyone reads out loud when the teacher asks you to. ( except me and trisha)

2) everyone gets top marks(except me and trisha)

3) no one asks questions, they just DO stuff.(except me and trisha)

4) everyone pays attention. ( except me and trisha)

5) the teacher likes you ( E.M.A.T)

6) the teacher doesn't call your parents or talk to you after class. (ditto)

normal chinese

1) all of the above. just opposite.

so anyway, i just went to RHEMA at my church, Grace assembly and it was awesome. you know, the annual rhema conference(which i didn't attend last year and dutifully regret) anyway, here's a video link if you want to know more about it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8Xoa28wVi0&feature=player_embedded

we did praise and worship and then this pastor who comes from Australia did a sermon about how we should all have the hunger for God and that in order to do that, we should empty ourselves from whatever's filling us up inside us now. 

Top 5 things that fill me up now:

1)TV

2)reading Harry potter

3)games(i'm getting rid of that as we speak.)

4)hate, of a certain someone(still getting rid of it!)

5)frustration.(yeah, that sort of always stays in me. i'm not exactly what you may call 'patient', but i'm working on it.)

10:42pm...fairy lights

so just to keep things up to date, i got myself some fairy lights that have delicate little flowers with little bulbs at the centre that glow this brilliant orange. and it really was quite simple to hold up. just, you know, scotch tape and ok, i think i'm going way over the whole description of some random decor in my room so i'm just gonna stop right here. right at that fool stop. i mean this fool stop. great, i just ranted on about a fool stop. and lied to everyone about ending at a certain fool stop. how many times have i said fool stop? right. 

five times.

i know i'm quite obsessive with room decorations
especially lights.

6:20...my hair is really........short.

I look like the tip of a cotton bud.
yep. i just had a hair cut and now i'm a boy. ( as long as you view me from behind). it's okay i guess, plus it's really really cooling once you get used to the shortness of it all. okay, so people might think i'm a boy, and chloe did say that i should really be more girl-ish. but what the hey, loads of actresses have really short hair. take Emma Watson  for instance. I typed in 'emma watsons' on the google search box to see if i got her name spelled right and the top 6 suggestions i got was this:
searched: emma wat
               emma watson haircut
               emma watson new haircut
               emma watson short hair
               emma watson pixie cut
               emma watson scandal
               emma watson brown
see?
and then i saw, 'scandal' and then i clicked on it and the first thing i saw said,

Emma Watson's Nude Photo Scandal

12 May 2010 ... Harry Potter's Emma Watson clears up the issue

of the nude pictures of her leaked on the internet. Is it really Emma 

naked?

And i thought showbiz.sky.com seriously has nothing better to do.

at least i learned how to spell her name.

and feel better that at least someone much much much much girlier than
 me has shorter hair than a cotton bud head. a.k.a. me. 

but i kind of like it. at least my hair won't fall into my eyes, 
causing me to 
flick my head all the time, causing me to get a headache, 
causing me to faint,
 causing me to be sent to hospital, causing me to be drugged with medicine, 
causing me to be dependent on drugs, causing me to be bionic woman.

see, long hair makes you half human.

this doesn't even make you human.

►

9:31am...going to fetch acacia

So,
i'm gonna spend today with tammy and acacia and chloe and tammy's brother(younger). where? a nice little place called snow city. and science centre. snow city is, well, a place that has 'snow' ( if you call shave ice on cement floors snow) as you can obviously tell. Of course if you're just a passing american or britt( i really love you people) you might wonder,"hold on, why in the world would anyone want to build a building just for it to contain snow?" why, it's because i live in a tropical climate that's why. so, enough with the science.
Science centre is this place where you can(sort of) learn stuff. but mostly i just go there and play with all the exhibits. it is, really quite fun. just be careful of the people roaming around and make sure they don't catch you sliding down their exhibits. wait, why am i onto the whole 'science' thing again? oh yeah. science centre. i get it.
btw, i feel that you should know, the last time i went to snow city, we almost got frostbite from the -5 degree air and that time when we entrusted the locker key to tammy and when we wanted it back, guess what? she lost it. L-O-S-T it. not that i needed to spell it out for you but it's just that dramatic effect.
so we spent the rest of our time there digging our fingernails into the hard ice( or snow, as some people call it.) but it just wasn't there. or anywhere. and we had to pay $20 for a $1 rental. as fine. nice one Tammmy.
also, we were dumb enough to eat ICE CREAM in SNOW CITY where it's -5 DEGREES. nice..huh
i just hope with 15 fingers crossed( i'll borrow some from Tammy) that today's gonna be okay. hopefully.

this is the only  place where you can find snow in singapore.
pathetic isn't it?

5:29am

That's it.
I'm broke. i just counted all that's left of my pathetic $$ container and it's absolutely dry. well, here's the thing, I can't actually tell you how much i've got left, but it's just, well, not much. by the looks of it, it's only last me three outings. three. before i start part time working when i'm 16. i hope. how am i supposed to balance out everything?? i guess i could save up...something. but how am i supposed to save anything when i'm hardly given much anyway??? where did all that $$ go?! I mean, i had quite a lot last year, well, okay, so it's not that much but still.
SO, you might be wondering why i'm flushing myself into this whole '$$$' business. see, my birthday is just 23 days away!!! that's like.....almost 3 weeks. and that's just 3 weekends before i'm 13. well, mentally speaking i am already 13, it's just that i'm, you know, born slightly later at a reasonable time length away from most normal 13 year olds. just a slight thing, nothing to get worked up about.
yeah, so i'm planning to go to this theme park in a certain somewhere ( don't want anything ruined by some online kidnappers now, not that it's incredibly obvious where i'm going.) and have a sleepover at my place.
first off, do you even now how much ticketing prices are for a reasonable themepark?
 ( of course we aren't talking about some dodgy old place with bumper boats and just one coaster that runs one round in just 20 sec now are we?)
It's going to burn a hole in my pocket, no wait, it's going to set an atomic bomb and blow up the whole town of $$money ville in $$money valley. yes, that's right. it's that much. so now i've got to come up with someway to earn something, right?
hold on, maybe i could just NOT buy any bubble tea for the rest of the year!!! yeah!! that would do it, no wait, i can't just Not buy bubble tea for the rest of the year, not that i'm addicted or anything. of course i'm not. i can quit drinking anytime. just, not this year, i mean, even if i did not buy it, i'll probably save only like, what, 10 bucks per year? so you can just forget that.
oh well, i'll think of something. meanwhile, peace to you.

8:49am..escape theme park ( i posted this late so forget the dates)

I went to escape theme park with chloe yesterday and it was awesome!!!! well, only the viking ship part. and the wet log ride. and this really really short coaster that lasted for 1 minute per round. well, okay, let's just take it that all the rides were awesome except for this spinning one where you had to lie down on this thing that goes round and round and round like some giant fan. it was quite lame. and the ferris wheel that spins at like, one metre per hour. that was lame.
and the haunted house that wasn't filled with you know, the normal. ghosts vampires zombies and some stupid stuff. there was one part that i saw this dead man lying on the floor and i started screaming, which changed from,"yeeeaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!" into,"Lalalalalalalalalala and i just closed my eyes. and someone was slowly following me and chloe behind us. i KNOW someone was maniacally laughing behind us in this deep voice. but when i looked back  creepy. i didn't really see much, since the whole place was covered with mist and smoke, but i could make out someone in this electric chair that was skiing like jellio in chains. quite gruesome.
and then we went for this log ride that was really fun. we had to sit in this boat thing, and then we glided through water channels and then suddenly the boat went up this long slope and then BAM i suddenly found myself in this splash of water. we dropped 15m straight down. cool.
oh and not to mention the viking ship...WHICH SWINGS UP TO 180 DEGREES UP!!!!!!!!
well, i guess that's it. it's not much but it's okay i guess.

well, of course this isn't the one i went to, it's from google.
you know, google is a life saver.