the girl with a dream

i must be dreaming about college too much.
i dreamt that it was the first day of college.
there was a LONG LONG line of new students waiting to get their student ID.
funny thing is,
mine showed,
Lee Connie
Choir

that kinda puzzled me.
everybody else had arts.
but why did i have choir??
and the college was more like a amusement park than a college.
they had a water park.
a theater. a big big one with red heavy curtains and rows of comfy chairs.
it was a maze.
i had to walk around to look for my choir partners.
oh yea, my mum was in the dream too.
and i remembered having to climb up a helix shaped stairs with just railings.
and they just wouldnt end.
i think i woke up when i was about to fall,
and guess what.
it was 530 AM.
my usual wake up time during school days.
my biological clock didnt wear off yet.

i told my mum.
and she told me,
"maybe u should consider taking up singing as your career."
*rolls eyes.*
*blink*
*shakes head*
nah.

call me insane.
i'm so excited now!!
as if christmas is tomorrow.
i'll be going to college next week.
and as if SPM is over.

hahahaha.
hahahahahahaha.
hehe.
okay.
stop.
compose self.

hahahahaha.

okay.
i'll admit it.
i'm a perfectionist.
but not a careful one.

im pulling my hair now!!!
argh!!!
its so frustrating when you have a collection,
and then to your horror!!!
u misplaced one of them??!!!!

gah!
and i can actually spend an hour looking high and low
when i should be studying.

so all u people out there,
don't get me into collecting stuff,
i'd skin you alive.
i.mean.it.

im just the fav type for all those sneaky businessmen
who always come out with those collectibles
cos' i lose them
and i'd buy them to complete the collection.

tsk.tsk.
pengguna yang tidak rasional.

if you're from YE 08' or
from the yearbook commitee,
and you're reading this,
dun laugh... u should be glad i didnt make your life harder, XD

aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!bash! boom! pliang! crash! prak!!!
*
i am screaming my lungs out.
throwing my stuff on the floor.
just smashed a mug.
i think i destroyed my wooden ornament.
and tore a piece of rag apart.
*
ggrrr...
moo has mad cow disease now.
beware.
*
NOT.
though u guys might be dying to see me in that mode.
*
im like quiet.
sulking.
not smiling.
not laughing.
didnt even talk to my mum for more than 50 sentences. = very rare.
hmmm. something wrong here.
i didnt even have appetite. =super duper rare.
*
not emo, ppl.
not emo.
not stressed. - later ben is going to go hysterical again.
just not my usual self. :)

toodles.

u evil black box. me no likey u. roar.

i am so weird.

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case #2 had to happen yesterday. :)

my holidays are full!

can you believe it?

its a month before my hols and i know its full!

i have the P.A.D coming up, going to be very amusing this year.

ooh yes, driving lessons.

need to do some props for our class drama presentation

going to hike penang hill. walk up, tram down.
( this time, the clouds wont stop on my head, daniel! )

i have to shop! and help to shop
( see man and jamie, you get what i mean )

watch a movie. the last time i stepped into a cinema....was last year.

stayover at auntie angie's place.

and, dreadfully, tuition...

okay....back to books now.

the schedule now cant be much of a motivation for me to study.

more of a distraction.

this post is so much cheerful, isnt it? i hope it is...

1. ry, ur blogawards frenzy is making everybody changing their blog layouts.

2.ry, i cannot believe nobody voted for me.

3.heloo ppl. i'm sweet, down to earth and i have D nicest blog layout. * fullstop.

4.dun bother about 1,2 and 3.

5.jamie and ni, your letters will have to be after my exams. i need less pressure and more inspiration.

6.pray that i won't die by then.

7.moo talk is officially non-emo.

8.ying shan is form 1! *faint* i tot she was form 2.

9.back to the blogawards. leslie's blog is more ancient than kah heng's and thern's blog is not down-to-earth.

10.i think i'm going to flunk a lot of subjects this time with all my time blogging here. somebody slap me!

~moo

wilson brought us out to eat last sat to celebrate justin's b'day.
guess what.

justin did all the ordering. in korean!
and he really knew what to order.
he was like the tour guide.
wilson was his loud speaker.


justin: this is our traditional food we eat for new year....(very politely )


wilson: THIS IS WHAT THEY EAT FOR NEW YEAR!!! (like some fishmonger)



it's called tok-po-ki.
rice cake and maggi mee.
deee-licious!
i kept eating the rice cake till i had so much gas in my stomach and i felt like bursting.
we had steamed egg.
and sushi.
the kind owner made them for Just for Justin.
ooh. just for justin. they rhyme.

benice couldn't resist trying them

even tho she said she couldn't stand the smell.

justin treated us supper after that.
yep. korean supper.
korean ice cream! and drinks.
we girls discovered something very extraordinary!
and we were screaming and shooing the boys away.
but we were lucky to be the only ones int the shop and in the restaurant.
justin must have been embarassed to have us around.

kamsahamidas, justin opa.

cute rite? the colours were so real.

and it even had dark spots to make it look like seeds.

that's why i like korea.

they do everything so nicely.

not to mention they wear everything nicely and fashionably too.

and their guys

+

+

+

are super gentleman-ly.

okay....i didn't expect that...

i went to the loo.
got back.
sat down.
tot my classmates were going to sing me a bday song
(its the tradition they do, when somebody uses the loo, its their prime time to pakat)
well, i heard silence....

no song.
never mind.
mine isn't today either.
pn teoh, chinese teacher says, " xin yi, fill the pemantauan file."

xin yi gets up and gets it.
and puts it on my table.
puzzled...cos she does it everytime.
but i tot maybe she's busy.
so i opened the file.
i squealed...
a loud squeal.
a pop-up card saying
happy birthday connie
gosh....
i kept laughing and laughing and laughing
out of shock i guess.
or for my impoliteness for making such a noise in class.
then, the bday song came.

haha.
i laughed till i teared.
they probably think i'm too touched.
well, sry to make u disappointed guys :)
but i still love you guys to bits.
thanks for the surprise!
you should take my squeal as your prize.

and...okay fine ppl.
i'm motherly.
i get it.
i'll accept the fact.
i can't believe almost every person who wrote on my card tot of me as motherly!
i'm exagerating...not all la.

.....thx for your advice all these years along the way (that's y we call you 'lao dua mak') -huey

dear connie: you're cute & motherly. -min xuan

to connie: i will miss the days you "chase" us to science lab, screaming for us to pass up our books. you are like S5A's mum!!- yee cing

connie:.........encopsulates everything you're lovable for: your cuteness :) your glow:P your motherish nature XD -xin yi

gosh.
you know what.
i think i've got some talent in being a mom.

another surprise.
i'm going for chinese essay competiton tml!!!
chinese!! i cannot believe i agreed on it.

oh i forgot.
surprise 3
Jivey Enterprise Annual Report was reported to be found in Sue Yin's cupboard.

yep. the laughers.

laughing till the "mr handsome" didnt dare to walk past us.

oh yes yes.

miss shopaholic is back!!

i lost myself for the past 2 months.

i got myself shoes.

*swoons*

its purple!! RY, dun drool.

~moo

hope this explains my absence at church well enuf^^

happy bday to wanching, xin yi and huey nee.

love you guys to bits!

its just goes up and down.
round and round.
it'll never stop...
well, unless there's no power input to it.

i'm standing right below the ferris wheel.
patiently and eagerly
waiting for whoever or whatever that steps out of one of the carriages.

some are surprising,
some are just painful to go thru again.
some are just the sweetest things created.
some are just really big mountains to get over.

i do appreciate them.
even if they hurt sometimes.
cos you'll never know...
when they'll just leave the carriage and never go up and down again.
some might just go right back in.
and you'll see them real soon.

sometimes i wish
i'll just forget about standing there.
makes life easier, won't it?
haha. but yet,
that's the only connie ferris wheel in the whole world.

you can't take somebody's place
and stand at the entrance of their ferris wheel.
it doesnt have your mark.
nor will it be yours to hold and keep.

well, i'll just treasure those times when i wait for you.
whoever, whatever you are.
make sure you make a mark in my life.

note: this is just another emo post of connie
i know, so dun tell me its emo. ><

p/s: huey nee. keep the other version of the ferris wheel theory to yourself.
even though what i wrote above sounds like your (not mine) theory.

i'm not desperate ppl.
well if u assume i am.
(you're wrong btw!!!)
i hope i'm not lol-ing...
i really hope i'm not.

that post, that very post,
was just a mere shout out
on how i felt
at that very second.
that's it, ppl.

if i were to be soooo desperate.
i'll be able to have
another equally desperate boy
to be my bf.
it'll totally save me from my distress.

so,
please....

cut it out.
with icing on top? @_@

and i'm not a lol-la or a lol-lita.
i refuse to.

~absolutely not deperate moo.

i cannot believe i'm typing this.
but yet i am...

its always like that every CNY.
all my cousins have their bf's or gf's back at ah ma's house.
like all of them.
and like every year.

peer pressure.
totally bingo.
makes me feel i need one even when sometimes
i don't even understand the ones in my house.
ha.

just a emo rush in my malfunctioning brain.

i'll only, probably, maybe...

bring back one in 12 years time.
the next moo year.
still very long to go.

~moo

my mum's sister's best friend recieved a phone call the other day.

" we have your son in hand. pay the ransom or you'll never see him again!!! "

" how much do you want? "

" 100 thousand. "

" i don't have that much....~~~ (tremble) "

" how much can you give? "

" 10 k. the most. can you let me hear my son's voice? "

well, she heard a voice.

" meee (mummy)~ help!! "

"you don't hang up!! i go and check my bank account first!! "

so auntie went to make a phone call.

" hello? "

" ah boy??? is that you??? you're ok? you're not kidnapped? you're at college, is it? "

" er, ma~ are you ok? i'm perfectly well...what's wrong? "


especially with recession going on and
rumours of retrenchment after CNY.
ppl can come up with all sorts of tricks just to get money.
your mums treat you ppl like treasures,
so they might not even think twice before thinking it is a fake.
so please do tell your parents about this,
and BRING YOUR HP OUT!
not to show off, of course.
later get snatched.


~moo

ooowh...
me likie my new blogskin.
wakaka.
its colourful.
i sound like a 6 year old kid.

oh ya,
an announcement to all ISCAlites.
the PNB'S are having a garage sale this week.
and a food sale too.
so if you wanna buy revision books, ( new )
for half the price.
Bring CASH!!!
haha.

thanks for your support!
its for the orang aslis

~moo

Rachel is her usual self again.
i kinda failed my mission.
But i'm glad i failed.
I'm soooo gonna miss her siao-ness
if she really becomes poised.

Yesterday, we had the ISCA awards
for the best group award.
Girl Power got the prize.
So I was thinking we should have another group
called the D.D's.
which is DecoDolls/ DecoDudes
haha. sounds so lame.
At least its still better than I M PRINCE.

We have like so many artsy ppl in ISCA.
Like maylyn, shari, sarah choong, von, sher,
sammie, RY, anthony, gary, pr. lydia, mookie....
we can really start our own group!

wakaka.
some other crazy ideas of mine.

btw, check this out.
This is so cool.
i never tot of making christmas decorations that way.
just using strips of paper and you staple them together.
tada!!
can be used for CNY too.

rach was grumbling yesterday about how rach ooi was showing off her boyfriend.

RY: " yor, that rachel ooi ar, keep showing off her bf and said her bf will be better than any bf i get!!!! "

haha.
RY is always worried about not getting a bf in future life.
you know why...
and wilson says her bf will be either deaf or will be deaf.

she just totally forgot about the whole her-bf-wont-be-better-than-rach ooi's-issue
and went on being her USUAL self.

" rach ar, i thought you wrote on your blog that you wanted to get rid of your bad habits? "-moo

http://shuhweirachel.blogspot.com/2008/12/habits-i-hate.html

" yea, ya lor. how ar? you know what?...."-RY

so i ended up being her
mentor in becoming a eligible girlfriend for a boy.
that's what she intorduced me as to wilson.

both me and wilson were on our mission.
everytime she laughed,
you know how she laughs,
(i always say a tennis ball can fit right into her mouth)
i eye her. and she stops and
tries REALLY hard to contain it.
that wilson told her,
" no, you should stand up straight and put one leg in front, cover your mouth with one hand and only giggle. "
it would be such a sight if RY laughs like tat. i mean giggle.

and RY has her extra big movements when she talks.
so i eye her. and then she stops.
i should be called the eye-er instead of a mentor.
she got tired, i guess, of being so composed.

" i thought my bf i supposed to like me for who i am? "- RY

" NO!!! first impression counts ok! or not you'll scare every boy away. imagine when you meet your future mother-in-law for the first time for dinner, and you just go wahahahaha when you hear a joke. i think she'll faint straightaway and there goes your bf. "-wilz

to make things easier, i suggested that
" or not ask your bf to make sure nobody at the table makes a joke lo."

at the finale, she was tensed up that i laughed.
" you must be really pressured to have me around you." -moo

" no la, i need the pressure. or not i can't change."-ry

so three more days, i'll be eye-ing her.
since we're together for so long during our practises.
so ppl, do help.
when you see her trying to fit a tennis ball into her mouth,
tell her, " compose rach, compose!''

she's is so going to invite you to her wedding.
haha.
rach, dun kill me or scream when you read this.
remember, compose youself^^

~mentor moo~

i am soooo shocked.
i think i can fit a tennis ball into my mouth.
(like how rachel yeoh does it^^)
serious.

i cannot believe it.
me?
a distinction?
in piano?
at grade 8???

u're not the only who does not believe this.
i am screaming my head off now!!
i'm not a piano enthusiasts like cass, emily, maylyn or von.
i just play,
well, for the sake of playing.
that's it.
and i get a distinction for my grade 8?

i really do believe that God really does miracles.
first time in my entire life,
that i was one mark away from a full score for my aural test.
first time in my entire life ,
to be commented on having prompt reactions for scales.

this is really a miracle.
and i am astounded.
cos i myself do not think that i can even get a merit.

thank you God.
for this blessing you've given to me.
thank you God.
for helping me learn that i have to look to you.
thank you God.
for making christmas this year a good one.

p/s. sammie got distinctions too for his grade 6.

another miracle.

~moo~

okay...
the previous post was reaalllly EMO!
i re-read it and i was like "IS that me???"

wilson kinda made me look at my blog again.

" yor, what's wrong with you. You're not like that one!"

very true.

i really dunno what got into me.
i'm guessing its the lack of carbs...
i was extra moody that whole period of time.

so i've made a choice.
i will not let emotions get into my way!!