mootitis

The class has been punning ‘Moot’ to no end.

Mr Ng: blah blah blah blah TI-MOE-THY?
Tim: Uh sir, my name is Ti-mooty.

Funny shit. Mr Ng is so witty.

Kieran asks a question.
Mr Ng: What is your name? Cayan is it?
Kieran: Kieran.
Mr Ng: Alright, cRass, Cayan has just asked a very good question…

He also called Theodore Theo-dory. Which would actually be quite a nice punny name for a fish.

Class dodgeball is so fun! We now have three small bouncy soccer balls in our class, and keep taking them out to play whenever the prefects aren’t looking! So I spent lunch playing it with an assortment of people – it’s fun and violent and burns calories! (and THEN the prefects just have to walk in and spoil all the fun.)

Photo post. Click to enlarge. (at least the pictures aren’t as small as Celeste Chen’s ones! LOL.)


Saturday night after God’s Favourite – saw a balloon near my house. Kicked it for cheap thrill, too.

EL MOOTY. I leave a mark on every class table I occupy. Pencil, of course.

Back seat of a bus.

I like mirrors.

The remains of my broken Rubik’s cube.

Rich thinks he’s cool. (and sideways.)

I beg to differ.

Cool twilight picture from my bedroom!

Saw this a few days before the release! It was cool, but I was lazy to upload :\

I mercilessly vandalise my Chinese textbook!

Note the use of alliteration in this nifty tourism advertisement.

Someone, exorcise Pikachu!

Dead bird.

THIS IS SOME COOL BEANS PICTURE. (took at site of CAP writing journey meeting) I SHALL SUBMIT THIS FOR THE INTER-HOUSE PHOTOG COMPETITION.

Shiny. McDonalds Junction8.

A store in Malaysia. BOO.

This seems like the site of a Mr Midnight horror story. Also in Malaysia.

I like photography now. Maybe it’s the nifty Cybershot phone.

There’s an SS CCT tomorrow and I’m not going to study. SS is, like, way below me.

disillusion

New poem up on versedmoot.

I have invented a new term.

emotica – an art form which deals with depression or depressing images.

radio controls the mind

I am doing my Social Advocacy Reflections and listening to the radio.

Before I examine the efficacy of an individual advocate in improving the community, let me first explore the reverse – how an errant individual can cause great harm to the community. Littering is one such way how anyone can easily ruin the community. A seemingly innocuous and slutty

Wait. Slutty?

I was listening to Hips Don’t Lie.

I should listen to 92.4 next time.
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Also, I think Umbrella is a nice song, except for Jay Z.

God’s Favourite

God’s Favourite was a great play. I was 10 minutes late (was it 20?) of Geoff’s stipulated early meeting time then we milled around Raffles Place a little and I ate and we went to the Substation, which I have never visited before. In fact I first heard of it THIS YEAR when Brent told me he was doing RE with it. Hah. It is such a cool place.

The movie was a modern retelling of the story of Job – hence the title. It was, however, a comedy – whee! And after the play we milled around again and I went home.

Spastic whim of Lynette.

I think there is no wrong in blogging. I blog to chronicle, to reminisce, to ensure that I write at all.

I have gradually morphed into a chocoholic. It began with the odd Hershey’s slab at 7-11, which grew increasingly more frequent. At one point it was a daily affair. Chocolate excites me in the way no girl (or maths lesson) can!

And it only costs two dollars.
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The Simpsons Movie was really funny. The only thing wrong with it was the lack of a plausible plot.
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I heard Hullett won nothing in Dramafeste.

I didn’t see Bayley’s play, but maybe the judges were tired of emo plays and wanted to award a comedy. (and Bayley WAS the only comedy. Tragedies are easier in my opinion. Tragedy is universal, but humour doesn’t work on everyone.)
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I just remembered something from Chinese CCT. There was one question, something with a definition like “不懂得识字”. I didn’t really study so I just wrote “呆头呆脑”! It was so funny it brightened up the last five minutes of my exam. (not by much)

I’ve been meeting random friends on the street! Church and CAPper friends! I think like five in the last week.

dramafeste

Make your own dummy book at Blinkyou.com

Yesterday was kind of busy.

School. Then I went for some Chinese thing. A Chinese government official gave a sucky slideshow presentation of China. I spent the time discussing with Ben Liu the racist/sexist/communist connotations of the slideshow. And that’s that – I get the Chinese marks! (yay. I kind of like this system. Attend an hour’s worth of boring Chinese, and you get five [or so] marks added to your Chinese grade!)

Then our class went to support RI in the Ortega Cup. I think the old boys won SJI old boys, but that SJI won us in the U-16 tournament! Jon and I left early to do up the Lit parody script – we actually finished it by 6.30! Which was quite cool. Scriptwriting is sort of fun, except that I suck at it.

Dramafeste was GREAT and totally worth the $5. Hullett started first – it was a truly moving performance. It was dark, stark, and even [insert word that rhymes with stark and dark]! Catharsis came at the end, as Anish went up the steps of the LT to beseech everyone to believe in their ideas, just as he had believed in his. The prison guards at the back were eerie, and also eerily perfect. It was rather minimalistic, in terms of props and cast, but both were maximized and used in various creative ways, making use of the stage very well.

The other two plays paled in comparison – unfortunate for them that all three plays grappled with the same issues, and thus HAD to be compared. Even more unfortunate that Hullett’s play came first, which made me disappointed with the other two. Hullett’s play made every other school play seem like amateurish class skits. Go Hullett!

I think blogs are kind of useless.

I am a nut

and I need to stop thinking too much

post 300

I like to think I’m a misunderstood writer, but I’m beginning to fear that I’m just a pretender. A poseur who claims the right to write while not deserving anything at all, really.

I didn’t know wands had ages!

Spent the afternoon after school finishing the rest of the book. I liked the penultimate chapter! Though the last chapter was so lame and utopic. And the names of the second-gen kids are so retarded! And it wasn’t said what happened to Luna ):

Deathly Hallows: too many deaths – a mythical tale lived out – an immortal made mortal. It was truly an epic tale. I beamed with recognition, as familiar names wove their ways into the story. I was going back to Philosopher’s Stone all over again, and then Chamber, and Prisoner, and Goblet…

And now, after Deathly Hallows – I shall write fanfics again. NOT going to write about The Adventures of A. S. Potter or something dumb like that. Indeed, with the seventh book set in place fanficking potential will doubtless have diminished. There is little left that can be left to the imagination.
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Fix You – Coldplay

It’s the only non-Norwegian Recycling song I have on my phone right now and I’m listening to it all the time.
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I like it when it rains at night, because it’ll be all cold and I’ll snuggle under the duvet and try not to think about anything.

I just wrote a nonsensical poem. Go figure (and comment), especially since I haven’t been poetising for rather long. Or writing at all.

crush

Why I Want To Burn Down RI – an angsty article written by someone called Mootimer Chan. Click HERE to read and comment thanks!

Yes. As the post title suggests, I’m not going through a very good patch right now.

What with all the homework and tests crushing me.

I can’t think of what to blog.

I think homework and stress does that to you. It pulls your sense of humor from under your feet – you trip, and land on your bottom. The teachers close in and laugh at you. Your maths teacher is inciting them to. He’s taking the lead, calling you a failure, a barbarian – at every retort you attempt to make, he interrupts you and sneers, stamping on your nose and sending blood spurting all over.

Which is so HBP. But I’m not feeling particularly creative today.
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I saw Lynette at Orchard MRT station after school, on the other escalator, among other highly thrilling events of today, like trying to do up my maths assignment. I think I will start mugging more from now on and stop wasting my youth away chasing friends and a social circle. Then maybe next time I can grow up to be serious, formidable and fun-hating, like Mr Teo Chai Yaw! (whee!)

the fan club has a poster ad now

It’s the worst designed poster I’ve see/done in ages, but it works. See, it even links to the fan club! How cool is that. Copy and paste the code into your blog NOW! (you know you want to, since it has Tom Felton on it…)

<a href="http://www.friendster.com/group/tabmain.php?gid=670067"><img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/68/38/15228386/949324889m.jpg" border="0" /></a>

Now I just need to make an Emma Watson version of the poster to attract the males! (and a Dobby version to appeal to those still unmoved.)