the journal under that cherry tree.

The List

2007-03-24T14:23:00.000+08:00

well ok. i shall start with
i'm back.
well perhaps for the time being, but back nonetheless.
so now in the ways of naidu, aka SHRIVeeeNA, i'm gonna make

The List.

naidu is pretty wise i guess
and yet rough around the edges
i like gossip
so iceberg, in return for that sweet, i expect weekly gossip column.
NAIDU WHY AREN'T I IN YR POST??
forget it.
the pb&j live on!
i love natamok and cam/ pippi and ben
along with the maa!
and the dramatics, populars, tightlips, A-cube+E, the extras, science geeks and the rest which i may not have mentioned.
2o3 basically;
i want another coke
i last posted on october 14th
I LOVE THE PBJ
i understand some people hate me..
and some love me!
and others like naidu just find me hilarious?
see shri- i mentioned you five times.
and now makes five naidu.
my studies are alright i guess
though i still despise math
while ANISSA SAYS MATH ROCKS TO THE CORE.
hey gayyyle- FART ON!
i am clairmai's new guardian angel. eng2-watch out.
I LOVE THE PBJ(:
i'm misunderstood perhaps?
why won't you understand?
spongebob is love.
eat shit, moron.
yes; i am aware i have a brain the size of a pea. nut. butter. jar!

i dedicate my list to naidu. if not for the inspiration i would have never come back to this craphole. still i doubt no one is reading this, so there is no need to be polite to say bye so i wont say bye.

instead i will end

here.

UPdate

2006-10-14T20:24:00.000+08:00

hmm...
ok..
this is getting a little awkward.
the posting, i mean.
i haven't posted in a long time due to suffering days of exams exams and torture. and exams. anyway, so yeah it's done.
and to AnN, i guess SORRY or somethin, but you saw me see the "not to be sent letter" so i guess you guess how I feel now right?
ok, so here's what i've learnt from that whole episode:
all of us may be lame sometimes. and it's ok, i guess, for others to say what they like but they can't go too far. so, yah. is it over?
anyway, yay enjoyed when i went swimming on wed then skating on thurs.
su.lin got blade-guards. bluuuuee.
i want skates. maybe, just maybe.
yah and i will admit publicly: I ONCE (like 3 months ago) COULD NOT SWIM PROPERLY!!- now i can. yay me.
and i really miss skating but for people who go there: be forwarned- their prices have gone up for those of you who don't have skates or lessons.
ok, this is me, signing off then. forever?..

so nicole, how are your new skates ; ?
..
' It is looking at things for a long time that ripens you and gives you a deeper understanding'
- Vincent Van Gogh.

ctu

2006-09-28T21:03:00.000+08:00

for marietta:

hello 101

2006-09-28T20:23:00.000+08:00

people i think i know the names of.

hi su lin.
hi nadiatul.
hi nazar.
hi annisa.
hi nadia.
hi munirah.
hi maribeth.
hi nadine.
hi audrey.
hi samantha.
hi shriveena.
hi sareeta (look, did i spell it right?). or bigbird. ;-)
hi shamini.
hi susanne.
hi jasmine.
hi cherri.
hi jovin.
hi rachel.
hi belle.
hi ami(nah).
hi ashriqah.
hi feng ou.
hi jolyn.
& hi jolene.
:))

goodbye.
-doris.

longggg

2006-09-23T14:08:00.000+08:00

cool!
yesterday lantern fest celebration at school. thot it'd be lame (hello? for starters thanks to some idiotic planning i reached home at 3 then went to school again at 4:30) but turned out cool.
the performance. lame ok. first sporehead tried scaring me in the backstage changing room. saying ghost, scary toilet and don sleep facing a mirror/tv.
ok..freaky much.
yah so the performance. then performed i guess ok lah but so embarrassing the lame dance sketch. had to jump to some lame music.
break time. loooved it. first roamed the whole school with sulin (but not the dark scary parts) trying to find people to tag along with but first bought evian.
then found nadia(tul) and eventually feng ou and siti aminah all and then tooo the courtyard. so nice; so dark, light came from the street lamps at the canal outside, took pictures oh and lit candles and more people came (yay!) and played truth or dare in front of their candle "campfire" and later sporehead and llama catched up.
truth or dare: the other nadia dared s...(i forget her name all the time.) to POLE DANCE on the flagpole. i know. what the hell right. then time to go to the hall to waste time and sporehead, sulin & i ran for it. cos: scrared they would burn the courtyard by accident and also didn't want to pick up the bloody rubbish on the floor.
too fun!
i should really start goin to parkway. or widen my circle of friends.
-mel.

specially
to AnN- go to hell or at least piss off or just stay away from me. you think rolling your eyes and ignoring and giving dirty looks and acting like BEST friends and gossipping abt me is gonna GET TO ME? you are just so, so wrong.
twisted little demonic morons. i have the freedom of speech and i guess you won't even read this either (cos if you do, you'd be a loser for still even coming to my BLOG). i have switched sides. i dare you to even just look me in the eye. won't? cowards. gigantic fools.
if writing "melanie sucks" on the blackboard makes you feel SOO DAMN HAPPY, by all means write whatever crap you want.
assholes.

tli'rg...
emmo
lewn

no..

2006-09-23T12:45:00.000+08:00

tnleutnnbee
hkiybdwneii
iikouoaalvt...

<3.

planner

2006-09-17T11:03:00.000+08:00

ok, i am attempting to oraganize study time:

MATH- study for 1.5 hours.
LITERATURE- homework for 45 mins to 1 hour.
HISTORY- an hour for studying.

next week friday bring home:

science
math

ew. i am gonna hate this day.. -mel.

Kangaroo facts!

2006-09-16T18:31:00.000+08:00

Kangaroos are fine little sweet creatures with handbags on their tummies for their children whose names are Joey 1, Joey 2, Joey 3, so on..

Kangaroos are big-footed marsupials which evolved in Australia. The males of the species are known as boomers, the females as flyers and the young as joeys. The female has a pouch in front of her body in which she carries the young after birth.
They often stand upright. They have a narrow head with a long nose and long oval ears and are covered with dense fur and have furry tails. Only the rat kangaroo has a bare tail. Their teeth are long and strong, especially the upper incisors.
The kangaroo's hind legs are Z-shaped like those of other jumping animals. The tail acts almost like an extra limb, balancing it as it hops. It jumps forward rather than upward. At rest, the weight of the body is carried by the tripod formed by the hind legs and the tail. Large kangaroos reach a running speed of 64 kph, with leaps as long as 8 m. The forelegs of kangaroos are short. The smaller species use them to pick up food and carry it to the mouth. Large kangaroos use their forelimbs when fighting or playing among themselves, but their most powerful method of defence is to kick with their strong hind legs. They fight almost like humans, using the forefeet to hold the antagonist while rearing on the tail and giving powerful kicks with the hind feet. The second and third toes of the kangaroo are fused and are shaped into a grooming claw with which the animal combs its fur and scratches behind its ears.

hope you've enjoyed my little kangaroo fact entry.
peace to all and don't litter!
-mel.

yesterday

2006-09-09T13:40:00.000+08:00

you know.
i may just drop this blog. gettin too cheesy...so everyone, just forget it even existed.

on other matters, yayyy i'm getting the hang of skating (ice)! Su Lin: you're a great teacher and i didn't even have to pay.
then borders. 20 off, still expensive though. got me a picture book!
best suited for 6 year olds...
then Blooies. cheese fries: fabulousa! just loved it, but didn't love the carbonara. Aunt Chris & Uncle Rich: sorry about the money wasted.. really.
sorry Su Lin!

-melanie.

8-thing wishlist

2006-08-19T14:37:00.000+08:00

so here's my current 8-thing wishlist:

like su-lin, One600 Classic Polaroid camera, or, you know, just a normal one.
PITT artist pens.
maybe Moleskine pocket sketch.
The Beany.
Moonlight Chronicles.
Everyday Matters.
my own room.
Bizarro new book

good day.

hmm..

2006-08-09T11:29:00.000+08:00

ok here's a puzzling question.
why does virtually everyone the same age as Su-Lin who gets involved with her is so influenced by her and keeps being copycats????????
you know, like myself.

sorry Su-Lin.
`mel.

quote of my day:

"A hippie is someone who looks like Tarzan, walks like Jane and smells like Cheetah." - Ronald Reagan .

woah. offensive much.
hehe..

aims.

2006-08-09T11:20:00.000+08:00

i aim to:

like Su-Lin, take up a language (something always tried but failed to do. includes Spanish, Latin, Mexican, Italian, Puerto Rican (wait-that's either Spanish or Latin right?) or even- yes- Hawaiian. and whale-speak (like Dory in Finding Nemo).
learn to de-stress not by punching people or screaming (preferbly like Su-Lin, yoga? i do know the cat, dog, camel, snake, bridge, half lotus. or um channel it into energy and work on my non-existant pull-ups. or meditation, or art meditation.).
love math, not hate math and be good at math! (ew.)
study for upcoming almost-ending CA3s (as in, uh-oh-Science, uh-oh-Chinese and double-uh-oh-math.).
please not watch tv.
not be sick (overcome sore throat & cough).
love animals.
please go back to art. i'm beginning to abandon it..
please study.
please please not watch tv.

gonna work on those. how???

`mel.

p.s. oh yes and

get new book from borders..
but finish other books first. =(

planner.

2006-08-05T20:49:00.000+08:00

a little STUDY planner for tomorrow:

Literature (Monday!!) - 40-45 minutes of each play.
Science (Friday. ugh.) - 1 hour.
Math (Friday oh shit!) - 1.5 hours.

oh man i bet i won't even stick to this. oh well.

next week:

Monday = Lit test
Tuesday = "half" day.
Wednesday = National Day holiday.
Thursday = school holiday
Friday = man! math AND science tests!!

this is soooo shitty. help!
someone pump a bottles of e=mc2 knowledge into my brain!!
and jia wen, was that your dad in the papers?
`mel..

animal article.

2006-08-05T20:39:00.000+08:00

okok more animal news:

The Upper Parana Atlantic Forest in Paraguay is one of the world's most ecologically important regions, containing plant and animal species found nowhere else on earth.
But it is also one of the world's most endangered tropical forests.
In many areas over 95% of the natural forest has been lost, and as a result many of the forest's unique species are now at risk of extinction.

But it isn't all bad news. In 2004 Paraguay brought into force a Zero Deforestation Law, which prohibits the conversion of native forests. This has been spectacularly successful, reducing deforestation by more than 85%
This represents a great beginning for forest conservation in the country and the government should be congratulated for this spectacular achievement.

Yet, in December this year, the Zero Deforestation Law is due to expire. Pressure is already mounting especially from the farming lobby and loggers not to extend it. If this happens then all of the conservation that has been accomplished will be put at risk.

i hope you guys read that. thanks.
protest ok?
`mel.

list of 3s

2006-08-04T20:12:00.000+08:00

3 letters in my name

1. G
2. R
3. O

3 little known facts about me.

1. i learn guitar.
2. i just puked last night.
3. i have a labrador retriever.

3 of my cats' names.

1. Chuckie
2. Pebbles
3. Nigel

3 ambitions.

1. to get an 80 on my counter.
2. to sufficiently learn guitar & remember notes.
3. to start- and complete- a book.

3 of my favorite flowers.

1. African daisies!
2. sunflowers.
3. is bamboo a flower?

3 bad habits.

1. annoying my cats.
2. annoying my friends.
3. basically annoying everyone. and i'm starting to say sia!!! i don't say SIA!!!

3 recently read books.

1. The Undomestic Goddess.
2. The Creative Lisence.
3. currently Horrible Geography.

3 things on my wishlist.

1. my own room.
2. hmm.. National Geographic mag subscription.
3. a camera (with reference to Su-Lin's blog.)

_._._._

oh well that's it. hope you enjoyed my list (i think).
take it too. a small 3s quiz.
`mel.

Godzilla

2006-08-02T20:29:00.000+08:00

ok.
so nothing much to write.
but i've got some cool news.:

Scientists have discovered the fossil skull of a 135-million-year-old "sea monster" and nicknamed it Godzilla.
The large skull was found in southern Argentina in an area that was once part of the Pacific Ocean.

i think that's cool.

The creature, named Dakosaurus andiniensi, is an entirely new kind of ancient crocodile. Scientists believe that the giant animal belongs to the crocodyliforms (crock-oh-DILL-uh-forms), a group of animals that includes today's crocodiles and their extinct relatives.

interesting..

Unlike today's crocodiles, "Godzilla" lived entirely in the water. It measured 13 feet (4 meters) from nose to tail. Instead of legs, it had four paddle-like limbs, used mostly to keep it stable. A fish-like tail propelled the beast through the water.

that is big.

What made Godzilla especially unusual was its snout and teeth. Until now, every known marine crocodilian (crock-oh-DILL-yin) had a head of one basic type, with a long snout and many sharp, identical teeth. But Godzilla had a short, high snout and teeth that were large and jagged, like a land reptile's.

now that, i like.

The animal's unusual features suggest that it had completely different feeding habits from its relatives. While other marine crocs fed on small fish, Godzilla hunted for marine reptiles and other large sea creatures, using its jagged teeth to bite and cut its prey.

to the extreme!!
.
anyway, gotta go now. later.
`mel.

[ link: http://news.nationalgeographic.com/kids/2005/11/godzilla.html ]

artefects

2006-07-27T19:56:00.000+08:00

ooh
i think i discovered something i have loved but maybe i haven't even noticed it. artefects. i like artefects. i completely realised it at my guitar teacher's home, where his dad and mom collect artefects and i was so fascinated.
i want records! giant black CDs!!!!

anyone wanna sell me one (or a player) just tag me.
go ancient stuff!...i think.
`mel.

video

2006-07-26T22:35:00.000+08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ll_EvurP-AU

su lin you'll love this.
for others, just listen to the music..
`mel.

Havaianas IPE info

2006-07-24T18:59:00.000+08:00

great. ugh.
i so didn't stick to my study plan.
darn it. my brain is like crud. cold hard melted crud.
oh well. who the hell cares.

i was just looking at my beautiful Havaianas (these Brazillian brand of slippers. my line is called the Havaianas IPE line. more details on it later and about an ox fish- do not ask.) and decided to post one about it.
anyway, by luck i found this cool site called treehuggers.com, and found out more about my slippers:

We know the summer is ending for all you Northerns, but we South American treehuggers are just getting into spring and it just seems right to think about a new pair of sandals. Rubber is not a great material, we know, but some of us can't live without a pair of flip flops in the beach, and at least these have a good cause behind.This line of sandals from the Brazilian brand Havaianas was developed alongside with the Ecologic Investigations Institute (IPÊ, because of the Brazilian abbreviation) to help spread the word on the country’s most endangered species and to gather funds to prevent their disappearance.The association between the brand and the institute goes back to July 2004, and since they launched the campaign they’ve had four times the sales volume they had expected. Which is good news, as 7% of that money goes to the IPÊ for its environmental education programs, investigation, and landscape conservation, among others.
One of the Institute’s main projects takes place in the Superagüi National Park, where the black face micro lion and the purple faced parrot inhabit. The IPÊ intervention has helped increase the number of specimens in the area.Havaianas IPÊ sandals have pictures, scientific names and information about the two species named above and also the ox fish.They can be purchased all around the globe in Havaianas stores, and online in Havaianas USA and Agua Viva. ::Havaianas ::IPÊ

i like how my purchase helps the animals. the ox fish later.
`mel.
. i want to go to IPE!

Undercover Superstar

2006-07-23T19:02:00.000+08:00

ooh.
youtube crazy now i am.
this is unbeatably the best that's so raven episode ever. again, it's sure to crack up. sorry about that! apologies..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYonIBoK5zg

again, enjoy the show.
*UNDERCOVER SUPERSTAR!!!*
-we will find you wherever you are.

`mel.
history!!

music video

2006-07-23T18:41:00.000+08:00

ok.
i really love this song. and video. i like how it's set in this dancing club. i love their guitars. i like Santana's moustache. if you do too, click it. if you don't, don't. sorry if it gets cracky-ed up. though once you go thru the cracky part one entire song, you can play it again and it becomes (thankfully) normal.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=guQ2yX6L_lk

thanks! enjoy.
`mel.

p.s. su-lin- i found my J-E-S-U-S concert pic and saw you..heh heh hehh...

post-it note

2006-07-23T13:22:00.000+08:00

oh yes:

1. as you (duh) can see, i changed my skin and this blog's image. hope you like it. it's closest to maybe what i was trying to find.
2. once again shit. i need to study history asap! and bathe.
3. er... oh yeah. {what's brown and sticky} thing. know the answer? post it on the tagboard. :)~
4. see ya soon.

`mel.

my x'mas wishlist

2006-07-23T12:50:00.000+08:00

If something's hard to do, then it's not worth doing.
-Homer Simpson

fabulousa!
Jazz by The Beach was amazing (you know, for those of you who really appreciate music). last night the stars were Walking On Water, an all-girl band. not bad for locals. anyway- homer's quote.
that's so not what i'm gonna do (though that's always the case when it comes to homework). i'm gonna make an X'mas wish list. um.. it's quite hard to get, hard to find, but...don't give up!:

+ Moonlight Chronicles by Dan Price
+ a cool Swatch
+ my own room
+ saxophone
+ art class and materials
+ to go to Sentosa again!
+ Latin dancing lessons
+ iMac notebook
+ acoustic-electric guitar
+ Havaianas black slim trekking sandal-slippers/
Havaianas surf in carmine red.

and i can't believe that during my birthday when mom asked me what i wanted, i was completely blank.

`melanie.

updates

2006-07-22T14:40:00.000+08:00

ooh i am officially eBay crazy. so nice. lookin for Swatches and the variety is amazing. i even bid on a 19th century sailboat painting!
anyway:

Jazz By The Beach
yet to confirm. and it's TONIGHT.

Jazz Concert at school
too cool. i love Blues and Jazz. and Love Jazz. like, Lush 99.5.

Ballet
ok, this is new. i have this concert on Dec. 19th. for ballet. come and watch!(unless you hate ballet to the core. i don't blame you. i wouldn't really come either.) more details later.

School
bah! i hate it. some reminders to self: Thurs--> LIT PLAY AND HISTORY CA!! OH SHITT.... haven't even opened that dumb history book at all. Palembang, Indus bla bla shit..

oh well. church.
`mel.

walkin in the rain

2006-07-21T22:08:00.000+08:00

yayy i did it.
ok, it's not that "it" that you're thinkin about in your dirty little minds.
alright, it started with me being like 'oh freak' cos it rained. cos my heels would get wet, cos i think there's a hole in my sole. so yes. anyway, then walking back home to the park i did it. i told nicole i would and i did.
there's something good about walking on hot and wet stony ground: my feet didn't get dirty at all, though there were some pricky bits.
then home, then bla bla then shimei's. aerobics room. practice Rowland Ruby play for lit. just home. and i found out i'm not that bad a choreographer. actually pretty good.
oh well. dad needs com. till another rainy day.
`melanie.

crazy quotes

2006-07-20T20:33:00.000+08:00

here's some thoughts:

Why isn't chocolate considered a vegetable, if chocolate comes from cocoa beans, and all beans are a vegetable?
Which way does a compass point in space?
Why do all superheroes wear spandex?
If the president were gay, would his husband be the first man?
If you were a genie and a person asked you this wish, "I wish you would not grant me this wish" what would you do?
Do bald people use soap or shampoo to wash their heads?

heheh.. for more, go to www.goodquotes.com
later.
`mel.

after guitar

2006-07-20T19:59:00.000+08:00

in order to draw properly, we must first make 3D,
for if we feel it, we get to understand it and draw it better.

-word of advice from a wise middle-aged woman popular with kids.
:
:
:
just done with guitar lessons. ok.. we learnt harmonics and embelished (i hope i spelled that right) chords. right..
but i'd just like to share the teeny weeny little little almost-song i learnt. i only remember one part:
[ individual notes ]*

6th string 5th fret
4th string 7th fret
4th string 5th fret
5th string 7th fret

and for those who haven't got a clue what i'm tryin to say, i don't blame you. it was super confusing for me at first too. *note: play one by one, but fast.
am now goin to enjoy my soy-sauce-soaked instant porridge and cup of colorful biscuits.
oh, and should i take drawin lessons? ok, i'm asking myself. hmm..maybe..

`mel.anie.

{psst. wat's brown and sticky? think you know?}

Jazz By The Beach

2006-07-17T19:47:00.000+08:00

ooohh...
ok, peeps. ever heard of Jazz By The Beach? if you haven't, shame on you.
okok, it's this cool somethin like jazz fest. details:

-every Saturday night at 6-10pm this July only
-free admission*
-* except for admission to sentosa^
-^ yess it is in Sentosa!!
--> part of Sentosa: Cool Deck, Siloso Beach.

i really wish i knew about it sooner. i have missed 3 shows already.
i wanna take up boogie boarding!
-`mel.

p.s. people keep telling me to change my skin. ok, maybe this is dull but i love my silver notebook! why don't others... :(
p.s.s. su-lin, wanna come??

animal discoveries.

2006-07-08T21:52:00.000+08:00

oh ohh cool!.

1) i remember seeing this in a newspaper. ever come across a COLOR-CHANGABLE SNAKE? impossible? actually, possible. link: http://www.webwire.com/ViewPressRel.asp?SESSIONID=&aId=15825 .

2) the WWF (ok, not wrestling. environmental. World Wide Fund for Nature?) actually made an expedition, and along with it, made excellent discoveries, to the Amazon. new species unheard of to the world before! and a pink dolphin really exists: http://www.webwire.com/ViewPressRel.asp?SESSIONID=&aId=15974 .

oh well yayy for science and animals.
kill poachers!
-meL.

yay! animal justice served.

2006-07-08T21:39:00.000+08:00

< article:

President Bush plans to designate a vast new marine sanctuary Thursday, extending stronger federal protections to the Northwestern Hawaiian Islands and its endangered monk seals, nesting green sea turtles and other rare species.
The nation's newest national monument, which will be given a native Hawaiian name based on suggestions from state residents, covers an archipelago stretching 1,400 miles long and 100 miles wide in the Pacific Ocean.
The region is home to more than 7,000 species, at least a fourth of them found nowhere else.
The decision to create the nation's 75th national monument immediately sets aside 140,000 square miles of largely uninhabited islands, atolls, coral reef colonies and underwater peaks known as seamounts to be managed by federal and state agencies.
Conrad C. Lautenbacher, head of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, which will manage nearly all of it, said the new protected area would dwarf all others.
"It's the single-largest act of ocean conservation in history. It's a large milestone," Lautenbacher said. "It is a place to maintain biodiversity and to maintain basically the nurseries of the Pacific. It spawns a lot of the life that permeates the middle of the Pacific Ocean."

-adapted from http://animal.discovery.com/news/ap/20060612/hawaii.html.

see ya.
-mel.

otter awareness

2006-07-04T22:13:00.000+08:00

-mel.

Campfire Song Song and llama web.

2006-07-02T10:36:00.000+08:00

ok, so i've noticed something.
spongebob. that episode. no one knows the lyrics to the Campfire Song Song. i have decided to post this so people can sing it right next time:

let's gather round the campfire
and sing our campfire song.
our c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song
and if you don't think that we can sing it
faster, then you're wrong
but it'll help if you just sing along...
c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song,
c-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song
and if you don't think that we can sing it faster
then you're wrong
but it'll help if you just sing along..

so that's basically it. it kind of repeats alot, getting faster and faster.
speakin of which, here's a cute website, if you like llamas:
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php .
see ya. -mel

my artsy theory

2006-07-01T18:48:00.000+08:00

here's an artsy theory i developed while in church. ok, so it's not real. but i think it inspires:

i believe at birth, God planted a creative seed in our untouched, uncolored pitched black heart. it depends on that little person inside of us to use its 5 senses to search for this possibly now-seedling or now-plant and eat its fruits. the moment it does, our heart-and world- will be filled with colors, vibrancy and it gets brightened up. we get to see clearly or clearer than we did before, our vision never again to be blurred.

i like very much the sound of that. also, it actually makes sense.
rebel against animal testing! fight for freedom!
posted by mel .

gURL star quiz

2006-07-01T14:33:00.000+08:00

I took the "Constellation" quiz on gURL.com
		I am... Capricornus Do some people call you indecisive, while others call you careful? Do you want it all, all at once? You might identify with Capricornus--the "goat-fish" constellation. Read more... What constellation are you?

my supposed ideal dance type

2006-07-01T14:25:00.000+08:00

I took the "Body Movin'" quiz on gURL.com
		My dance style personality is... Belly Dancing Are you in touch with your body? Do you have a natural sense of rhythm that comes from within? If so, it seems like you'll enjoy belly dancing. This type of dancing first originated in the Middle East (and is considered a folk dance of that region); however today this very sensual dance is widely practiced all over the world. Read more... Which dance style fits your personality?

oopsie 4got some stuff

2006-07-01T13:16:00.000+08:00

oh shit forgot to say.
um, ok. i've got guitar lessons (finally), my kitty's name is Chuckie (sweet! he looks Albino) and my great friend started a blog: http://www.artistic-blades.blogspot.com/. p.s. she's a cat fanatic so you probably know what she's gonna use as a skin. hehe:).

Livin in my own world
Didn't understand
That anything could happen
If you take a chance.
I never believed in
What I couldn't see
I never opened my heart
To other posibilities.
I know that something has changed
Never felt this way
And right here tonight
This could be the start of something new...

- 1st few lines of Start Of Something New from High School Musical, my favorite musical ever.

ok bye i hoped you found the song and my posts inspiring?
maybe i'll post pictures of my journal or something.
another day. see you. -mel.

an illustrated journal

2006-07-01T12:56:00.000+08:00

ok heyy all.
after being busy spreading the word about global warming just 2 minutes ago, now i can write calmly. well, more calmly. then 2 minutes ago. 2 and a half.
ok so anyway, i remember in my post "all about a vegan", i told of my artist idol i look up to. listen, i've just heard of another besides Dan Piraro. his name's Danny Gregory (wow artists really have this Dan/iel curse thing goin on).
so anyway, lemme first tell you about Danny. he didn't start drawing before talking, like Pablo Picasso (Picasso used to draw the things he wanted before -yes- he could even TALK). he did in his mid-30s, 2 years after his poor wife Patti got crippled in a train accident. see? drawing isn't a talent he's born with man, just like speaking French. you kind of learn. you can take up lessons, but you don't need to. which is why i am going to nurture my illustration skills if i am gonna take it as a career in an illustrated journal.
i'm gonna record my life, my whole meaning in there. myself, my creativity no matter how bad. as Danny says, There are NO bad drawings. i am coming to think he's right- it's only this little demon in our minds that say 'ew' or 'this looks bad' or 'my work is horrible and i'm not artistic' or 'trash. start again'.
we shouldn't let ourselves be overpowered by these gremlins or monsters or in some cases, scary octopus-like creatures. or even hairy balls with a mouth (see? no eyes even.).
i hope i speak for all artist when i say use pens! don't go use a pencil and erase every second line you draw. just speak your mind. no no, draw your mind. i think.

here's something to think about:
The people who make art their buisness are mostly imposters. -Pablo Picasso.
see ya. -mel.

Greenland ice is melting!

2006-07-01T12:49:00.000+08:00

breaking news people.
yesyes hi and everything, but this is important.

- studies show that this melting can cause places like LA and other cities to swap!
- Greenland's massive ice sheet could begin to melt this century and may disappear completely within the next thousand years if global warming continues at its present rate!!
- According to a new climate change study, the melting of Greenland's ice sheet would raise the oceans by seven meters (23 feet), threatening to submerge cities located at sea level, from London to Los Angeles!!!

what is this world getting to??? this is all global warming's fault! i hate the people who thought of it. the poor seals and polar bears- will lose their home! how to help?.. i dunno... but if you don't wanna end up in England, you have to..... i really don't know. but to find out more, please kindly go to: http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2004/04/0408_040408_greenlandicemelt.html

thanks. much appreciated.
don't pollute!
-mel.

my new kitty

2006-06-03T13:58:00.000+08:00

all.
my kitty died. ouch huh? but it was some time ago and i'm over it. we have a new kitten now too. haven't really decided on a name...

hope you've enjoyed. later.

bow to your queenie... Catherine THE GREAT!

2006-04-09T15:51:00.000+08:00

check out this cool thingy i got from guRL.com:

I took the "Queen for a Day" quiz on gURL.com
		I am... Catherine the Great Catherine the Great, as she was called, was empress of Russia from 1762-1796. She was considered an "enlightened monarch"--today we might call her a culture queen--because she was a patron of the arts, literature and education. She was especially tight with the French Enlightenment thinkers Diderot and Voltaire. Read more... What queen are you?

Tuesday night

2006-03-28T20:03:00.000+08:00

...
supposed to be doing homework.
oh well, homework comes and gos.
Man i feel dumb. my grades are detourating (if i spelt that right) and sadly, so is my memory. i wish i didn't remember stuff like an old lady. anywayz, my granny's pissin again. me off. she is so freakin. me out. i hate it. maybe her. she totally hit my head and messed up my hair with a tablemat because- I DIDN'T PUT IT BACK. this is so lame! and she is soo biased against dumb jill. even if she spends all day out and asks for money. precious granddaughter much.
forget that annoying person. on to the positives.
2mr, i'm goin to some play thingy in the esplanade to watch a performance with the cambodian king! mega coolio. there's gonna be dance performances too. mom said he's pretty into arts and culture. well, gtg. i think me science needs to be done.
peace out.
mel. <3

all about a vegan

2006-02-20T19:38:00.000+08:00

For any of you guys out there who doesn't know Dan Piraro, i'll tell ya. he's one of my most top idols. okok, for starters, he's an illustrator and, of course, the cartoonist of the well known Bizarro pin-up comic thingy everyday in the Life! newspapers, for those of you who live in Singapore. anyway, what i like most about him besides that, is the fact that he's a vegan. i admire that so much and i'm sure most people - like me - share his views on animal cruelty. yeah, no doubt, i'm not a vegetarian. but i can't resist! though i am trying. here's his vegan part of his website (my fave in the world) bizarro.com : http://www.bizarro.com/vegan/vegan_why.htm .
i hope that after reading what he has to say on the link above, you carnivorous beasts will quit the red meat habit and go veg. have you no hearts???
ok, me neither. hehe. sorry.
much love, me. <3
p.s. besides Dan Piraro, i'm sure you'll love Lisa Simpson as i do. look out for her on thesimpsons.com.

even more Blogthings junk.

2006-02-19T15:57:00.000+08:00

You Are Marge Simpson

You're a devoted family member who loves unconditionally. Sometimes, though, you dream about living a wild secret life!
You will be remembered for: your good cooking and evading the police
Your life philosophy: "You should listen to your heart, and not the voices in your head."

The Simpsons Personality Test

more Blogthings junk.

2006-02-19T15:52:00.000+08:00

ok, this is getting seriously fun:

Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible

Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.You love your summers to be full of style and sun!

What's" Your Summer Ride?

and

Your Hidden Talent

Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.People crave your praise and complements.

What's" Your Hidden Talent?

my tarot thingy from BlogThings

2006-02-19T15:36:00.000+08:00

You Are The Lovers

You represent ideal love: innocence, trust, exhilaration and joy.You demonstrate the harmony of opposites, two sides coming together.At times, you also represent the struggle between what is right and what is tempting.Control is an issue for you, especially when you don't know your reasons for choosing something.
Your fortune:
You have an important choice you need to make about love, and it will be a difficult choice to make.You are likely struggling between the love you crave and the love that is right.In the end, you will choose what you crave, even if it's bad for you.Because without what you crave, you will feel empty and incomplete.

What Tarot Card Are You?

2 chaps of my story.

2006-02-19T11:18:00.000+08:00

ok, so heres my story. give it a read.:

One

I spent the whole of math class in detention. Mr. Denominon caught me drawing on my denim Converse shoes again. Major bummer.
I also spent that time in detention staring at Jeff, who I heard from Detention Girl got in there because he was chewing gum in class. As usual, Mrs. Logen, the detention mistress, was asleep. She’s always asleep. Anyway, I was staring at him from the back (where I was) as he was writing. When I went to "sharpen my pencil", I caught a little peek at what he was writing (in his total wood pencil. He is sooo environmental friendly…) in his Algebra notebook- a poem. He is so artistic. He paints, plays the guitar, writes poems… he’s perfect.
But I’m his match made in heaven! I paint too, well, actually, I draw pictures. Pictures of Adrienne Robbs being crushed/slashed/squished/pounded/chopped up/murdered by different things. Just to pass time. In Geography. No wonder I’m always failing. I hate the world so much…
Anyway, in Chemistry, I got a C+ in the pop quiz Mr. Seelia handed out. Hey, I used to get A-s, until dumb Mr. Seelia partnered me with Jeff, the dreamiest guy in school. It's kind of his fault though, for assigning Dreamiest Guy In School as my partner, who got me totally gazing at his deep blue eyes and almost-touching his dark brown hair. I almost flipped when he noticed my hand at near his ear. Well, actually, I didn't really flip. I FELL. Off the freakin' silver stool! How lame was I? I bet he thinks I'm a freak. Well, I am. For one thing, my feet are so freakishly large I think I need Clown shoes. I mean, I'm only fourteen and I'm a shoe size 8 and a half.
When I got home, to my room a.k.a basement a.k.a pig sty, I saw Julia's butt in the air. She was snooping around my dresser! I tapped her back pocket with my finger. 'Excuse me, Jule's ass,' I said. 'but what the hell are you doing in my personal property?'
She jumped a little as she turned around. 'Hi, Sam. Aren't you supposed to be at that Tom & Jerry's or something?' she asked as she moved to my desk drawers and raided them while I changed into my black turtleneck . 'Jule,' I answered 'It is Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Parlor. God. And no, I work on Wednesdays to Fridays and today's Monday. What are you doing in my drawers??' I was getting aggitated. Then, looking anxious, she told me she lost her planner.
Who wouldn't be anxious if she was a wedding planner and her clients' confidential information are all in that stupid planner and they'd pin all their hopes on her to plan their dream wedding and they'd give her hundreds of dollars and those hundreds are meant to provide for her four siblings while her parents are dead and she, a 22-year-old, has to support them all by herself?
I know I would. Be anxious, I mean. I had put on my black beanie by then.
'Try under my bed,' I said to her, as I adjusted my beanie and hair in front of the mirror. 'Pearl collects lots of stuff and hides them there beside my money tin stash and she doesn't know I know. There's a picture of Hank there too, I think. Where do you think I found Kris's old sweat socks and Tony's bunny plush toy? And don't you even think of snooping around my money tin. I count the money and I know where yours are. Well, I'm off to a poetry recital at the Goth Club. Later.'
'Goths?' she asked after me. 'What goth? You better not mix with them. You're Christian!'
I just ignored her. I made my way to the water fountain. Through the big shrubs, to the grassy hill, past the skateboard area, past the bird bath, past the Stairway To Nowhere. Tedi and Meg were already there by the time I got there. They're my best friends and have been since the second grade. Wait, I think we once played together in the sand pit in pre school, where I wet my pants. Those were my darker days which I would prefer not mentioning.

The petals of my daisy
falling out real fast
Like my dreams
fading into a pit of ash
Midnight ebony hair
like my heart all crushed and dark
That’s just too bad, poor dog
hear it bark, really really loud...
-By Gerrie Wollace

That was sad. In a good way. After the poetry, Tedi, Meg and I went to get some cheeseburgers. Though it was kinda hard getting to Burger-On-Wheels, because of the deep snow, since it was already early December. We got discounts for our burgers, since Meg works there. The three of us work at food joints. Weird, huh? Tedi works at a pancake house. 'So,' Tedi started a conversation, with cheeseburger in her mouth. 'what're you wearing for the Annual Winter Dance? It's, like, on Friday night already.'
Shoot. I had totally forgotten all about it. It must have been when I was choosing my clothes and asking for Julia's opinion that I completely forgot when she started shooing Pearl out of the room and Pearl wouldn't budge and Julia tried throwing a book at her. Golden Retrievers can sometimes be a pain in the butt that won't move. Julia has this thing about dogs. I know, I know. How can she hate them? I wonder too. But she's hated them for a long long time. No one knows why, e xcept, apparently, Kris. But whatever. Who cares about Julia anyway?
Still, I kind of had in mind what to wear; my paisley shirt-dress, jeans and Kris's boots. I am not a fan of gowns. But Kris is wearing a gown there. Big ew. It's going to be tight-fitting and hot pink. But still, that is so her, and also, no matter how horrifyingly ugly anything is, Kris can always make it look good. I mean, she looks good. She inherited all of the prettiness in the family. Silky, straight blonde hair, nice brown eyes (all of ours are brown, but hers has a tinge of hazel. Why???) six feet tall, a perfect size 2, perfect teeth, slender legs, cheerleader. She's a living Barbie doll! And her boyfriend Dimmwit (his name's actually Dimm, but he's a total blockhead and only looks cool on his motorcycle) is like her perfect Ken doll. Except she's not allowed to ride on his motorcycle.
Anyway, after the whole discussing the dance stuff, I had to get home to walk Pearl. And clean my room. And babysit Tony tonight while Riley's away at Science camp, Kris is at her friend's sleepover and Julia's at Mr. and the almost-Mrs. Malloy's wedding that she planned.
Tony's my baby brother. Well not really baby. He's six. Naughty, yes. But I once read his book report on "My Favorite Person". That little sneak put, in bold words, MY OLDER SIS SAM. That’s so sweet. And yet, oddly frightening..
* * *
The next day at school, they started the candy cane thingy. I suggested this to the principal last year. It's this system thingy where the school orders like maybe a truckload of candy canes with little tags on them. It's for you to write little notes on them and give them to your peers by hanging them onto their lockers. Last year, after I introduced it, in December when they started coming, Kris had, like, a dozen and a dozen more hanging on her locker – some even pasted on her locker – that some dropped to the floor. All I got was one from Tedi - Meg had to go visit her grandma upstate for Christmas.
Anyway, when I went to my locker before lunch to put my Biology books back, I noticed my first candy cane. I was kinda hoping it wasn't from Tedi or Meg. Maybe I hoped it'd be from...Jeffrey Anderson. Or just Dreamy Jeff. Whatever.
I read the green tag. It said:

To the prettiest girl in Jebediah High School.
Love, A.J.

Omigosh omigosh omigosh.
I have...a secret admirer.
When I told Tedi and Meg about this at lunch, they flipped too. But they were cool. And happy for me. 'I'm tellin' you,' Tedi said in the lunch line. 'it's definately not a joke. Someone really likes you. Likes you, likes you.'
No one likes me. Okie dokie... now, who would send me something like this? I was thinking while having Cafeteria Lady's new special-cheese fries. They taste too good.
I was thinking, Andrew James? Alistair Johnson? Aaron Jackson? Or worse, Arnold Jenkins, head of the chess team??? I needed a clue! But what if it was Ajay Pickles? His name is AJ, only spelt a different way. I couldn't think at English class. I wasn't even looking at Jeff this time. He was in the first row, as his surname started with an A, you know, Anderson. While I was in the back left corner of the class. The last person in the class was Nicholas Watson, and the second last was Bailey Ungremyer and third last is me. So I had a pretty good view of Jeff. And the window. And basically everyone else. But I was also glad Tedi and Meg were near. Tedi's surname is Nestern and Meg's surname was Orisiss, so they're somewhere in front of me. And of course, Adrienne Robbs was there too. She's in this English class. Why oh why? But whatever.
Oh, Jeff is leaving the room. O, my love, where are you going? Oh, bladder control. He got a hall pass from Ms. Bartley for the Boy's Room.
When I went to my locker after English with Tedi and Meg – their lockers are just beside mine – I noticed a rose sticking out of my locker. Oh my gosh. Was that really MY locker??? A rose at my locker???
I pulled it out of the rectangular hole thingys and read the purple tag. This time, it said:

A.J is J.A backward,
A rose for my beloved.
I will never live to tell,
How in English class,
you looked so swell.
Love A.J.

Omigosh omigosh omigosh. The OMGs are coming back again. Well, I didn't care about the first line much, but I loved his poetry! He's so sweet.
But wait. A clue. "How in English class, you looked so swell".
AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He's in English class! Finally! You me a clue! I will SO hunt you down now. But shoot! I was so dumb I didn't look at the J row in English! Darn it! I was so close.
Anyway, during English, all I paid attention to was the homework assignment. It's a "Make Your Own Short Story" assignment that had to be handed in my Thursday. It had to be printed and not with names on it, as she wanted to read it out and critique it without knowing who the writer is so that you don't judge. Like how everyone says negatively about the geeks' assignments, namely mine. The only people who say mine is nice is Tedi, Meg, me and, you won't believe it, but once, Jeff – yes, THE Jeff – actually complimented one of my reports. Adrienne Airhead gave a big sour face for the rest of the day. Haha, go me.
I was thinking, out of the blue, on the way home, why don't I do a social thing, like...um...throw a party? That'll be cool. Like, a new year party. Yeah! That rocks. Maybe I'll hold it on a Friday. I checked my datebook, which I'd taken from the pocket of my backpack. The Fridays in December are this Friday, the 7th, next Friday, the 14th, next next Friday, the 21st, next next next Fiday, the 28th. OK, it's gonna be on the 28th. From 5 to 8. Nonono, that's so grade school. No, it'll be from seven to midnight, complete with barbacue, Tedi and Meg sleeping over, Seven Minutes In Heaven, food, the whole school, alchohol, and, of course, food.
But I had this idea. I'd pay Riley maybe seven bucks, to put red and blue wrist bands on everyone, red for below 17 and blue for people who can drink alchohol.
'15,' Riley demanded when I told her the plan when I got home. 'Seven,' I replied real firm.
'14.'
'8.'
'12.'
'10, and that is all I'm giving you, you little sneak!'
'Done deal. 10 more bucks to law school. Yay me!'
How lame is she? Anyway, she's still a genius. I spent the whole afternoon weaving some wristbands (friendship bands, actually. Fashionable, a souveneir and serves as a purpose-for alchohol, I meant.) with Tony and Riley, who helped me out. I gave them four bucks each for that and helping me to get yellow envelopes, after I'd gotten approval of the party from Julia. I'm inviting only half the school as well as Ginger and Ed, my co-workers from Ben & Jerry's. Those in my grade and some fifteen to eighteen year olds. (The 18 year olds are ones Kris invited. From other colleges. She has connections, since Dimmwit's in college. You know, for a dimwit, he's actually quite academically smart. Figures, he goes to Harvard. He also draws, like me.)
Then it was already 5:30 and I was due to take Pearl out, but I still had over twenty more invites. I called Tedi and Meg to ask them for help on my very special three-way call purple wired phone. Although I have my very own phone in my room, I still don't have a cell like Tedi or a cordless phone like Meg. Drats.

Me: Hi Meg.
Meg: Hey Sam. What's up?
Me: Hang on. Let me patch in Tedi.
Meg: OK.
Tedi has joined the conversation.(I have a speed dial and a weird voice when there's a threesome)
Tedi: Hi Sam.
Meg: Hi Tedi.
Me: Hey you guys. Listen, would it be OK if you guys took Pearl out for me? Oh please oh please?
Meg: Sure.
Tedi: No prob.
Both of them: Why?
Me: Secret. I'll tell you guys when you get back from the walk. Remember. She needs two times round the park and past your houses' streets, OK? (The guys [or girls] live just a street away from me each. I love in 278 Ashbury Street while Meg lives in 17 Ashbury Street and Tedi lives in 303 Ashbury Street - the biggest house in our estate. Tedi's rich - which makes me in the middle.)
Tedi: OK.
Meg: Sure.
Both of them: Bye!
Me: Catch you guys on the flip side.

That was it. Then I kept writing the invites. I made the handwriting extra pretty for Jeff's card. Hehe. Oh yeah, and I'm also inviting the Popularos, to be social creature and prove to Kris I didn't hold a grudge against Adrienne that time in 3rd Grade when she put that frog in my pants. Again, one of my darker days.
When Tedi and Meg arrived at my house, they brought their dogs too. That's one of the other things we have in common, dogs. Tedi has a female German Shepard dog named Kelly and Meg has a liver-colored male Labrador named Indiana, or Indie, for short. They're the best of friends and our moms once put them all under the same trainer guy so they are very tamed and don't even need to be on a leash, as long as you have some Doggie Treatz in your pocket.
I gave Pearl to them and ran back to the basement or rather my room (I just sometimes call it the Baseroom or My Sanctuary. OK, the second one sounds better, especially if you have two Dobermen guarding it. Muahaha. They'll rip off Kris's skirt if she ever tries to look through my personal stuff.).
They surprised Tony, Riley and I when we were halfway through our invitation writing when they came home an hour later. As usual, the three dog musketeers all jumped on my bed and curled up. I threw Pearl's smelly old blanket on them.
'So,' Meg said as she and Tedi lay down on their tummies. 'What's the surprise?'
'OK,' I started. 'I'm having this cool party thing on the 28th this month, and half the school is invited. We're writing the invitations and planning the party and making wristbands. Wanna help?'
'Of course,' Tedi said. 'Sure,' Meg said. Then Tedi weaved some wristbands with a skill her old nanny and mom taught her, while Meg wrote some cards in her best cursive. They were a huge help. About another hour later, we got hungry and called in pizza delivery since now even Julia and Kris decided to help. When we stopped for a rest and to call delivery, I announced, happily, 'OK, you guys. I thank you so much for helping, and you were great, but we still need 14 cards and are short of nine blue and six red wristbands. I hope you can help somemore?'
As we ate pizza, we also did the invitations and wristbands and stuff. As for the planning, Julia was great, but I helped too.
It was about 9:45 that we finally did everything. I still felt bad, because the party was, like, next next NEXT Friday. But, I just wanted everything to be perfect.
'There,' Julia said. 'is no way you two can get home. If you go, tomorrow the headlines in The Enquirer will be "Two 14 year old Girls Got Frozen To Death". You'd better stay for the night, OK?'
Tedi and Meg were only too happy they didn't have to go, and they were also lucky that they left their pyjamas here that other night when they came over. We all slept on the floor, like old times, and also because the dogs were still hogging my bed. It was like 5th Grade camping, only without a chaperone.
Speaking of chaperones, Meg's mom will be the chaperone for the dance. I thought it'd be an embarrassment for her, but she was surprisingly cool with it. She is cool. Kind of gothic, actually. She has black hair with pink, red and blue highlights, had a small nose piercing early this year (in which she got grounded for a month) and she wears contacts and eyeliner. OK, that's unrelated. Her parents are divorced and her dad lives in England with her stepmom, Macie. Tedi's rich, on the other hand. Her dad's a lawyer and her mom is a buisness woman. But, she's not a spoiled brat. She's really modest.

Two

The next day at school, I had brought a quarter of the invitations to give to everyone in advance. The first I gave to was, of course, Jeff. In Literature. He said, 'Thanks. I like your shirt.'
'I LIKE YOUR SHIRT.'?????
AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He's so dreamy. Although, I could barely see my own shirt. All I knew was that it was an orange and red striped long-sleeved top under dark blue overalls and my Converse sneakers.
'Thanks,' I replied. 'remember to RSVP.' I went to my seat and slipped into it. I passed some invites to some people when Mr. Potts was writing on the board. He assigned us into groups to discuss some book by William Shakespeare. It's about this girl who goes into a magic garden or something. Lame.
The next class was PE. I hate PE. We had to climb the rope. I passed, with an A. I was happy. On top of the rope, I stuck on the ceiling some invites for the people there in my PE class. Tedi and Meg were in my PE class. We all got As too. Now I was happy.
During lunch, I put invite after invite into the lockers of level two, where mine was, too. I almost slipped an invite into my locker, until I saw another note. Another from...A.J. It said:

See you at English my love.
Love, your love, A.J

A.J, A.J, I already like Jeff. Why haunt me? This time, I kept my eyes peeled for an A.J. I only saw Jeff and Adrienne kissing (darn them), Tedi reading a magazine (Seventeen), Meg painting her nails (with her black marker), the nerds going through their textbooks (what stoneheads.) and Ajay Pickles sitting at his desk. I never really noticed it, but he's kind of cute. Brown hair and brown eyes, camouflage pants, also Converse sneakers, like mine.
I actually kind of stalked him the rest of the day, until the bell rang. And he was no where near my locker. I guess it wasn't Ajay. Unless...
Anyway, at home, I watched some TV, had some Cheese Crunchies, then went to Ben & Jerry's. Buisness was OK, and I even bought a cute B & J collar for Pearl. She'll definitely love it.
When I got home from B & J, I just remembered about the homework assignment Ms. Milky assigned. I got started on it. By the time it was done, I just looked at it 'Ah-hah. This would definitely fetch a B+.'
'OK, students,' Ms. Milky said in English class the next day. 'thanks for actually doing your homework I assigned on Tuesday, but I have a surprise for you all. Ready? OK. You'll all be going with myself and Principal Syberdose on a skiing trip to Aspen! It's on the nineth to the eleventh. Get your parents or guardians to sign these consent forms OK?' She handed out the forms.
'This is gonna be so cool!' Meg whispered to me as she turned back. But I couldn't go. We had to make preperations for Julia's wedding which was just on the thirteenth. No, it's Julia's wedding. With Hank. They're engaged. So when I explained this to Tedi and Meg when they came over after school, they said they wanted to be bridesmaids with me. 'No, guys,' I said. 'It's OK. Kris, Pearl and I are the bridesmaids. Please don't ask. Anyway, there's no way I am letting you guys miss the ski trip. Meg, you love Aspen. Tedi, you have a new DigiCam. Go. Without me.'
'No way,' said Tedi.
'Yeah,' Meg continued. 'If our BFF isn't going, why should we? Hear me, Tedi?'
'Word, man. Plus, I wanna take pictures of Julia and Hank too.'
So, I guess they'd be coming with their families. Although I know Meg's dad wouldn't be coming. He's in Tokyo on a buisness trip. And Tedi's sister Tina is backpacking in Europe, so whatever. Anyway, about the Pearl thing. See, at every wedding, there's usually three bridesmaids, right? Right. So I came up with an idea. Pearl would lead Kris and me down the isle. She's been trained a long time already. I just never mentioned it. Really.
We've already ordered the wedding dress (which will be coming later in the afternoon. Julia's friend Genesis – seriously-that's his name – made it for her, along with the bridesmaid dresses, which are supposed to be lavender. Also, I planned flowers in our hair, ballet flats, dangling earrings and white roses and baby breaths. Jule's gonna love it. Well, I do have her approval.
There's so much to do in December this year for our household:

2nd December Mom and Dad's death anniversery, and wedding anniversery (sad, huh? Their accident was in Rome when they both tried to save a small boy from being knocked down.).
7th December The Annual Winter Dance.
8th December Starting of Winter Break.
9th - 11th December Ski trip in Aspen.
10th December Collect wedding stuff- flowers, dresses and decoration.
12th December Reshersal wedding dinner.
13th Dcember Hank Walter Simmons and Julia Tyler's wedding. (Hank 25 years of age and Julia 22.)
14th - 21st December Hank and Julia's honeymoon in Australia (where it's summer.).
22nd December Hank and Julia Tyler-Simmons come home at approx. 6:22 am. (That means wake-up time is at 5:30!!!)
Plan Christmas party (Kris and Julia are the planners, even though Kris will suggest stupid stuff, so then Riley and I will have to help Jule.) at our place.
23rd December Christmas party at our place at 15:30hrs (OK, OK, that's 3:30 pm.).
24th - 25th Dcember Party all night, though Kris is probably going to one of her lame parties and is requested no alchohal and to get home by eleven.
26th December Boxing Day.
28th December My block party. Yay!! Start: Seven o'clock. Or maybe earlier.
30th December Ice-skating as a family. It's Sibling Day in our family.
31st December My birthday!!! Yipee!!! Some stuff on my wishlist:
• $$$ Ca$h $$$
• A laptop
• An MP3 or an iPod (considering my grades for Mid Terms: straight As!)

And that's it for December. So, tomorrow's the dance. Whopee-not. I don't have a date – yet – so I'm reconsidering, you know. Maybe I should stay home and eat my discounted B & J's choc chunk ice-cream. What should I do, A.J???
During art, I didn't really concentrate much... 'Students,' I heard Mrs Copelin say. 'I want you to draw out on your paper your feelings. How you're feeling today, right now. Sad? Happy? Depressed? Crazy? Put it on paper. Using paints, pastels, crayons or water.' Water? How could you draw with water? Anyhoo, I didn't really give a damn. Tedi and Meg were in my Art class too.
'So,' Tedi started, painting something pink. 'you guys got what to wear yet?'
'Yup,' Meg answered. I didn't reply, because I was so into my painting, trying my level best to concentrate. I was so into it, that I didn't even know what I was drawing, all I knew was, I was using navy, midnight blue, black, midnight purple and a dash of silver for my work. I even got carried away and started going downwards...past the canvas, onto my pants. I had started doodling on my pants with paint! 'Sam?' Meg said, snapping her fingers at me. For some reason, I just kept painting on my pants, ignoring her.
'Sam!' she screamed in my ear. So loud, that I fell off my stool. Why was I so stupid? I keep falling off chairs.
'Hey.'
I heard a deep voice. I opened my eyes and saw upside-down slightly hairy legs, with three-quarter jeans. It was Ajay Pickles. I didn't know he was in my Art class. OK, was he stalking me now? OK, not possible. 'Are you OK?' he asked. 'Yeah,' I replied. 'just fine. Peachy.' I hurled myself up as he walked away. 'Sam,' Tedi said, concerned. 'you alright there?'
'Just fine. Peachy.'
The rest of the class didn't go so well (hey, that sounds like "swell", which means OK which means peachy which means...just...fine. You know, if you say "so well" real fast), except for the Mrs. Copelin giving me an A part. Well, for starters, when I got up to my seat and my big fat hand accidentally knocked my paintbrush down to the ground, I put my hand down to get it, but the dumb stool was so tall I had to go further, my butt sticking out like a mile, which bumped into Tucker Wilson, who was coming from the sinks with a small saucer full of WATER, who also made me realize how to paint with water.
His water spilled onto my painting. The paint wasn't entirely dry yet, so this melting thingy started appearing in my artwork. He started apologizing so profusely that he sounded like he was saying "Yem ser, yem ser, yem ser". I kept telling him it was OK, considering how my painting looked now. It was even more beautiful than just now (though I didn't really see clearly.), with the effects of the water. It was so beautiful, and that's when Mrs. Copelin came. 'Oh my gosh, Sam,' she complimented. 'This is so gorgeus. You have captured the true feelings of confusion and depression in this painting, and the water, wondeful. The makings of a true artist.'
That's when I finally discovered a true talent of mine. Painting. OK, maybe the drawings of Adrienne Robbs being distroyed and stuff were OK, but I know I like art. I never imagined next time it could be a career for me. 'Thanks Mrs Copelin,' I said. 'But half the credit should go to Tucker, actually. He was the one who spilled the water on my canvas. It was a total accident.'
Well, she looked shocked, but still gave me an A-. I could tell Tedi and Meg weren't so good with painting. I don't mean to be mean, but theirs wasn't very nice.
Oh my gosh. I was being mean again. I had to remember late mom's words at a time like this: 'Making fun of someone or saying they're ugly doesn't make you prettier or a better person.'
Yeah, I still miss mom and dad. A whole lot. Anyway, Mrs. Copelin said, 'Sam, do you mind if I put this on the art board? I want the world to see it and share my joy. The art board was created – by yours truly – to inspire the kids in the school. Wha'dya say?'
'Of course I don't mind,' I replied, kind of excited my work would be on display. I kind of wanted to sell it to the museum, but the art board's good too. Though I wouldn't get money for it. But then I looked at my painting. I mean, really looked at it, for the first time. It was like it was drawn by a sad little soul, but at the same time, it looked like a dream. Vibrant colors and stuff everywhere. 'But,' I added. 'can I just bring it home for today only to show my sister? She'll be proud.' And she said yes. Mrs. Copelin, I mean, not, Julia, my sister.
OK, whatever. Then I went to my locker to put my rolled-up painting into it (the locker), and I saw a Post-it note on it (the locker!). It (the Post-it!!) read:

Can't wait to see you during lunch at the usual table.
XOXO, "A.J"

OK, two problems with this. One, what, or where, is the "usual table"? And, more importantly, two, why does the word "A.J" have inverted commas at the sides?? I think this was another clue to who Mr. A.J really is. I didn't know why, but deep down, I was kinda hoping it was Ajay Pickles. Oh man, why must I betray you, my love, my Jeff?
Anyway, during lunch, I tried to look out – from the lunch queue – to see if any A.Js were near my table. No one so far. All I saw was Jeff Anderson waiting patiently at the popular table for Adrienne Robbs. Bleah. I hate them.
Actually, I hate her. She is stealin' my future man, man!

last last one

2006-02-18T23:22:00.000+08:00

okok, last last one:

Your Brain's Pattern

Your mind is a creative hotbed of artistic talent.You're always making pictures in your mind, especially when you're bored.You are easily inspired to think colorful, interesting thoughts.And although it may be hard to express these thoughts, it won't always be.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

quizes

2006-02-18T22:59:00.000+08:00

ok, here are some of my diff. personalities... i think.

Your Outrageous Name is:

Jenna Talia

Outrageous Name Generator

and..

Your Band Name is:

The Playdough Suburbanites

Band Name Generator

this is very very lame.
check out the next one:

Your Personality Profile

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.
For you, comfort and calm are very important.You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

The World's Shortest Personality Test

...still bored.....

Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Eagle
Animal You Were in a Past Life: Whale
You are active, a challenger, and optimistic.Hard-working, you are always working towards a set goal.

The Animal Personality Test

..last one:

Who Should Paint You: Alfred Gockel

All American yet funky, you inspire an artist's imaginationAnd while not everyone will understand your portrait, you will!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

that was fun.
esp the last one. more later.
mellll

El Bordo

2006-02-18T22:51:00.000+08:00

way boredo. supposed to be studying for lit. but who cares.
ok, i do.
anyway, just wanna say i miss you kim and i wish i'm in florida too.
so, being bored, i did one of those dumb quiz thingies. but this is my favorite...

Your Hawaiian Name is:

Palila Lokelani

What's" your Hawaiian Name?

i have this weird thing of not spelling my words with a U, like coloUr or favoUrite. i adapted an american-style writing. what is wrong with me.
i can never tell.
aloha all, and kim. when now, it is 11am in florida and i bet you are still in your sty with eye crust and onion breath and nice spring sun.
how very much i envy you.
*mel*.

new post.

2006-02-18T22:46:00.000+08:00

'sup peeps. haven't been writing long. many apologies.

Your Hair Should Be Pink

Hyper, insane, and a boatload of fun.You're a traveling party that everyone loves to follow.

What's" Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

whatever. ciao for now. or, as they say in the army,
shove off!
much loves, mel.

Save the seals!

2006-02-08T20:29:00.000+08:00

greeetings all.
so, i'm really into nature and cartoons. maybe i'll be a cartoonist-naturalist. ok, anyway, on to more important stuff:

Stop Canada's Massive Seal Hunt.

> Dear Friend,
More than 317,000 seals were slaughtered in the 2005 seal hunt.
> A staggering 98.5% of the seals killed were three months old or
> younger. Some of them were skinned while still conscious and
> able to feel pain. Stand with me today and stop the seal hunt
> forever by joining the Canadian seafood boycott.
> http://hsus.ga4.org/campaign/protectseals/

> > Once you've signed the pledge, you'll be able to spot Canadian
> seafood by using HSUS's downloadable pocket guide to spotting
> seafood. You can also sign up for Seal Watch, a frequent email
> that HSUS will send out during the hunt featuring stories and
> images.

> > Thanks for joining me in ending this awful hunt.

so, yeah. that's it basically. so you wanna just sit down in your comfy chair reading this and feelin your ass grow? or do you want to help, save, rebel?? of course no. 2.
ok, that's all for now.
much love and many thanks,
mel (",).

young Shadow (from previous previous previous post)

2005-11-27T12:09:00.000+08:00

sweeeet sweeeet pic of young Shadow with her sis Junior in the backgroung, i think. oh well.
buh-bye now.
much love, me <3
p.s. SWEEEEEEEEEEEEET SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEET SHADOWWW

QQ (from previous previous post)

2005-11-27T11:21:00.000+08:00

2005-11-26T22:25:00.000+08:00

hi again. wow, the fifth entry today. i am making good progress.
so, i was e-mailed this story a few days ago. it's probably not real, but sweet...:

A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road on a motorcycle...

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No it's not. Please, it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine I love you. Now slow down!
Guy: Alright just give me a BIG hug.
Girl: Okay... ((hugs him))
Guy: Hey can you grab take the helmet off of me and put it on? It's bugging me.

And so she did.
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**In the paper the next day**

A motorcycle crashed into a building yesterday due to a brake failure. Two teenagers were on the vehicle, only one surviving.

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The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes had stopped working but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

No one knows when they're gonna die (unless they're psychic) so treasure every minute. also, if people ask you to do weird stuff sometimes, they may be tryin to save your life, like the guy and the girl. don't take everything for granted! you may lose them one day unexpectedly.
whatever. buh-bye now.
much love, me. <3

another home needed: for QQ.

2005-11-26T22:03:00.003+08:00

WANTED: a nice, warm home for a lab. named QQ:

QQ is a 7 month old, female labrador who was abandoned by her owners after they sought treatment for her skin problem at an animal hospital. She is affectionate, loving and highly trainable. However, she is also quite active and will need a firm hand to guide and teach her. QQ will definitely make a fun and great companion for anyone with a loving heart.

once again, please help.
i've kinda got problems uploading the image of her (she is sooo super adorable) , so i will do so another day.
buh-bye now. much love, me. <3

News: Freeing Shadow appeal

2005-11-26T21:35:00.000+08:00

this just in, all you animal lovers/savers:

>> This is an appeal to free Shadow from chains. The huge irony of Shadow's life is the great expanse of garden she has around her, but her entire lifefor the major part of the past year has been up in chains.
>> An abuse subtle but just as insidious, it kills the soul.
>> We will rescue Shadow from her 'home' as soon as we find a goodfoster/adopter. Her nature is wonderfully friendly, despite what she hasgone thru. She'd need a family patient & experienced in local/big dogs whounderstands that all these days of imprisonment has made her somewhat 'wild'and uncontrollable at initial periods, but after walks and play, she is perfectly fine.
>> Pls help forward this appeal.
>> Shadow is Junior's sister, quite a carbon copy ya?
>> TEXT:
>> Shadow is a beautiful dog, probably with some black Labrador blood in her. Born a stray and abandoned in a drain, Shadow has never given up hope inlife.
>> She was a delight to her foster family when she was young - a bundle of joy. We thought her chance at a forever home came when a family adopted herto a bungalow with a huge garden for her to play in. We were then all glad for her.
>> Unfortunately, with such an expanse of land, Shadow has been perpetually chained up in the backyard for the past whole year.
>> You couldn't invent a worse punishment for a dog than keeping him permanently chained. Dogs are social beings who thrive on interaction withhuman beings and other animals. Hour by hour. Day by day. Month by month.All she can do is pace back and forth over her small patch of ground. Shebecame 'part of the scenery', ignored by her owner.
>> If you walk up to her at the end of her chains, her eyes, at first darkand lifeless, will gradually light up with that last spark of hope she stillcarries within her - for a gentle word, a friendly pat, a big warm hug.Despite all the loneliness and neglect she has endured, her body wags withjoy at a kindly human figure.
>> For those who say animals have no feelings, they clearly have not heard Shadow's cries whenever we leave her after visits. The deep, soulful howlsof a sentient being crying to be saved. The cries of a soul dying. Cuts tothe core of our hearts.
>> Enough is enough. Shadow, as with all dogs and living beings, deserves much more. Please come forth to free Shadow from her chains.
The Low-Down:
> Name: SHADOW (Female)
> Age: 1 year
> Health: Sterilised, vaccinated. Very dry skin due to poor diet. Slightlysmaller than a Labrador.
> Nature: Affectionate & active. Prefers a family with experience inlocal/big dogs.
> Contact: 9090-8592 or email jaclynx@singnet.com.sg

please help, all you kind souls out there. Shadow is a pitiful girl who needs a home. open up your hearts and invite her in! you don't want her to continue livin that life do you?
anywayz thanks in advance,
buh-bye now. much love, me <3

second one today

2005-11-26T12:05:00.000+08:00

right. i forgot to mention my results. i had a 194 and am opting for express, i guess. anywayz, i've decided now to bring camera along everywhere to take pictures and stuff of daily life. i like that idea. also, on december 11th, Su Lin and i will be going for Hollywood On Ice!!! absolutely fabulous. we've got front row tickets which cost almost $100! $98 to be precise. her mom and her keep insisting that i don't have to pay, but i beg to differ. i suggested to my mom to sneak the money in her christmas card i get her.
speakin of which, we haven't even gotten our tree up! figures: it's still messy downstairs. also, i'm afraid stupid Nigel would scratch up the tree to bits, or the cats would topple it.
dumb (but cute!) cats.
guess i gotta go bathe now. why bathe??? whatever. anyway, i needa be clean.
Buh-bye now.
much love, me. <3

first picture entry: of Nigel

2005-11-26T11:36:00.000+08:00

nice morning, way too sunny. no ballet today, i rejoice. just fun. except, no one's online. and nothing exciting ever happens in my life, so, as a result, i have nothing to write.
was just browsing through camera photos and saw this:

Little Nigie sleeping! man, i wish he wouldn't be so demonic and stay sooooo cute like this forever. that dream will never come true i guess. he's, as mom puts it, a savage.

buh bye now. much love, me <3

short.

2005-11-20T17:56:00.000+08:00

home diary's somewhere in the study. god i hate being lazy.....but i am. so anyway, today, bought cool swatch watch from parkway named "Color The Sky". totally lurve it. su lin's mom has one too. speaking of her, yah. she's so nice to pay for me to go to Holiday On Ice. but of course, mom insists on paying her. of course. or i'll feel bad. the happiest in the world: no school tomorrow. yupx, primary school officially ended on friday. finally. but still, the next worst stuff is the stoopuhd psle results.
bloody shit.
i want to die. man, i really hope i get into kc sec... or else, i may die. actually, i want to. die.
buh-bye now.
much love, mel <3

shortest entry for months

2005-11-03T09:03:00.000+08:00

ok, so now it's a Hari Raya Puasa morning. Very bored, looking at my dumb phone. No one send me messages or phones me. It is so annoying! Mom bought waffles for me. I couldn't even guess what it was 'till she told me.

Nose, you have failed me.

Anywayz, I'm hungry. Buh-bye.

more later. much Love, Me. <3

OW OW OWWWWW

2005-04-05T18:43:00.000+08:00

Quick taggie entry

2005-03-25T20:54:00.000+08:00

it was so scary. with a hit of a button, i thought i lost my whole story forever. my heart, like, stopped for a whole minute! sometimes i hate the computer.

damn it.

anyway, i've got an important appointment. with the TV. dig? and i can't write anymore. my hands are soaked since i've been writing for almost an hour and a half.

my book. i've finished that one! my new book, The Diamond Girls, is lovely. it is so not dopey and girly, if you're thinking. i think it'll be on my fave list.

gotta run! my appointment, remember?! :)
buh-bye now.
much love, me <3

abt the book i'm reading

2005-03-24T14:42:00.000+08:00

i'm, like, three quarters finished with my absolutely cool book. it's about this ten going 11 year old called Dolphin and her life. her mum has 12 tatoos (which, might i add looks fa-bu-li-cious.) , a dolphin, a marigold, star, a heart-'micky', an eye, a serpant, daisy chain, bats, frog, cross, sorceress, and diamonds. (she's my total tatoo-idol. i dream of having a tiny purplish butterfly at the back of my left-ish neck symbolising my wanting of freedom to fly all around the world, a dragon twirled like a snake round my left wrist representing my choking of life, a rose on my left ankle to symbolize my love for roses(and the fact that it is the Gemini flower), a daisy chain round my right ankle for good luck, a Gemini symbol at my upper chest (nearer to my neck) , my chinese surname lower down to the right, and some trible signs round my upper right arm (near the 'pits'). all seven.) her mum, Marigold, is seriously crazy and gets sent to the hospital at the mental ward. Star goes off with her dad, Micky, and, well-

Well, you should read it yourself..

tell ya more later?
me, signing off! Buh-bye now.
much love, me. <3

third time lucky

2005-01-30T17:41:00.000+08:00

great!just an accidental hit of a button and my whole entire post is gone..unfair..i wish i could turn back time by just 38 seconds..argh!!i wrote all stuff!!!about Nigel Jade,my nephew-cat,to how we can't confirm his gender!!!aaahhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i'm going crazy..why why WHY
????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????????
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!all my efforts...ruined..argh...

i'm over it.

bye,
i have totally nothing else to say..
so shut up!!!

i have a disorder.confirmed.

terminated.

2nd entry

2005-01-27T19:10:00.000+08:00

my stomach is still swollen.my shoulders still feel like my bag is trying to murder it.and most of all,my ankles still feel like someone's barbacuing.i felt it YESTERDAY!imagine..my stomach.yesterday my friend bumped into it real hard.i felt it swelling for an hour.my shoulders.my bag is TOTALLY trying to murder it!and my back!oh,god.. my ankles,the worst of all.while i was walking home,they suddenly turned as hot as hell.not like i've been there.
i still feel the butterflies in my tummy.since the interview.woah,oh butterflies,oh butterflies..you tickle me OH so much.the interview?to choose who gets to go to Perth.see,every primary six year,you have a choice if you want to go to th Australia."G'day,Mates!" as they say.anywayz,i've applied.the interview was to select who is qualified and unqualified to go.they ask questions like 'do you like the outdoors' and 'are you a fussy eater' and 'what would you tell the Perth students about our school'
i get vibes.really.and they are VERY accurate.extremely!and i have this vibe that me and my close friend are going.well,she's just a friend.Su-Lin.i totally pray for the both of us....please please PLEASE come true Mr.Vibe...
Buh bye now.
much love, me. <3

me..

2005-01-26T19:16:00.000+08:00

righteous blog. ok,me? i'm just, well, me, i guess..a looney tune. love making people laugh. but i'm not sure if they really WILL laugh. urm.. i just found a new interest: writing my own stories. its fun, you know. you decide the character's fate. cool.. whatever.. anyway, besides being a looney, there's something that sets me out from the rest:i don't like acting cool.it's lame and bogus.if people think i am, fine.but if they think i'm all acting, whatever, yo. always fight the power, you know. stand up for oneself.
anywayz,
i'm bored.maybe a story might help. buh-bye now.
much love, me.