Okay, so Dad's on a right rampage about our house for old stuff to throw away and I'm hiding out in my bedroom, under the ohsolovely air-conditioner. We looked through his and mum's old books and I am quite pleased with the stuff I've salvaged like Robert Ludlum's Scorpio Illusion and The Bourne Supremacy, Tom Clancy's Power Plays/Politika and James Clavell's Gai-Jin and Whirlwind.
Right, I promised you a bit of a laugh so here's a list of some of the things you should definitely not do at Hogwarts.
What can I say? I was bored and suffering from Pottergitis.
Top 20 Funniest Rules of Hogwarts According to Kim [in no specific order]
1. I will not use Umbridge’s quill to write ‘I told you I was hardcore’. 2. Seamus Finnegan is not ‘after me lucky charms’. 3. I am not allowed to make lightsaber sounds with my wand. 4. I am not allowed to sing my own personal spy music while wandering the hallways. 5. I will not thrust my wand into the air before casting spells yelling ‘I have the power!’ 6. When fighting Death Eaters in the final battle, I will not thrust my wand skyward and yell ‘there can only be ONE!’ 7. I will not give Hagrid Pokemon cards and convince him that they are real animals. 8. I am not allowed to refer to the Accio charm as ‘The Force’. 9. No matter how good an Australian accent I can do, I will not imitate Steve Irwin during Care of Magical Creatures. 10. I am not allowed to flood the Chamber of Secrets, install an organ, wear a half mask, and play Andrew Lloyd Webber music. 11. I will not charm Firenze pink and call him ‘My Little Pony’ 12. I will not make any jokes about Lupin and his ‘time of the month’ . 13. I am not allowed to steal Professor Flitwick’s wand, hold it over his head and laugh as he tries to reach it. ((LOL!)) 14. The Muggle known as George W. Bush is not related to or working for Lord Voldemort in any way and I am to stop insinuating that he is. 15. I will not give Professor McGonagall catnip, hairball medicine or string for Christmas, no matter how much I think she will like them. 16. I will not ask if Professor Lupin has had all his shots, such as rabies. Nor will I ask it of Professor McGonagall. 17. I will not play the Darth Vader theme for Professor Snape. 18. If a classmate falls asleep, I am not to take advantage of their slumber and draw a dark mark on their arm. 19. Albus Dumbledore’s proper title is ‘Headmaster’, not ‘My Liege’. ((LotR joke!)) 20. I will not bring a Magic 8 Ball to Divintation class.
For all 294 rules of Hogwarts, do visit this website.
Have a nice day now, y'here? AND NO, NEITHER PROFESSOR FLITWICK NOR DOBY IS RELATED TO YODA.
Toodles (:
Mood: Maniacally Laughing Music: Stuck On You - Stacie Orrico
I think it's funny to curse in another language that people don't understand.
Wednesday, 29 October 2008 @ 19:20
Okay, so here I am, staring at Grissom staring at me with his big, big eyes and even bigger nose, trying to look all pathetic and hurt and tired, which is actually pretty funny since he's been lying down on the floor for I-don't-know-how-long after being brutally beaten up by his MUM for looking at her wrong the other night. And this is kinda ironic since his sister/brother's called Serra/Serre after Sarah Sidle from CSI and if you wanted incest, you would have totally thought they'd be it. But I'm being weird again.
So, on to the current business at hand.
You see, I've been blessed with the luck of being able to snatch a handful of popcorn chicken from my lovely brother. However, Grissom, that opportunistic and manipulative feline that he is, thinks that I will give him my chicken if he looks pitiful enough. HA! Think again, you cat!
It's MY chicken. MINEEEEE! [Lol. Lame? I know XD]
Let me enlighten you as to exactly who is Grissom.
Grissom, whose full name is Sir Severus Snape Grissom [I don't care that he's got two last names! He's my cat. XP] , was born to Panda "Dada" Pocky [Okay, her last name I made up. Whatever.] some time this year. He has a sister/brother whose name is Serra/Serre (pr. SE-rah) [depending on what gender you prefer] and happens to be the most feminine-looking male cat you will ever set your eyes on. Till today, I still can't decide on which sex she/he is since I used to think Panda was a guy but in the end, she gave birth, so quite honestly, you shouldn't trust my judgement. At. All.
But I'm digressing.
Anyway, Grissom's a mackeral tabby and has, like, THE biggest nose you will ever see in a cat. It's 34567890 times bigger than any I've ever seen and that's why his name's 'Severus Snape'. And, he gets all grumpy and goes "Ny-AH" when confronted with a bath. Greasy git anyone?
[Strangely, I share Harry's view that Sevvy is the bravest person ever, in the world of HP. But I'm digressing AGAIN.]
Right, so like I said, Grissom's main namesake's Severus Snape but his last-last name is Grissom since, like Gil Grissom from CSI, he's a bit... Chubby. Yeah. And he's smart too. Grissom the Cat, not Gil Grissom of CSI fame, although Human Grissom is smart too. 'Why is Grissom the Cat smart?', you may ask. Well, because he knows how to grovel. And pur. And meow, when it's called for. Like when I come around with cat food. Or chicken. Like what's happening now.
Now you know Grissom.
Any requests for the next cat? [Panda, Serra/Serre, Xubi or MiniKitty]
((This was done to accomodate Ms. She-Was-Never-Named who wanted to know Grissom but cannot, due to rising prices in air tickets and brothers who steal their siblings' cameras. Happy now?))
You took my hand You showed me how You promised me you'd be around Uh huh That's right I took your words And I believed In everything You said to me Yeah huh That's right
If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out Cause they're all wrong I know better Cause you said forever And ever Who knew
Remember when we were such fools And so convinced and just too cool Oh no No no I wish I could touch you again I wish I could still call you "friend" I'd give anything
When someone said count your blessings now 'fore they're long gone I guess I just didn't know how I was all wrong They knew better Still you said forever And ever Who knew?
Yeah yeah I'll keep you locked in my head Until we meet again Until we Until we meet again And I won't forget you, my friend What happened?
If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out Cause they're all wrong and That last kiss I'll cherish Until we meet again And time makes It harder I wish I could remember But I keep Your memory You visit me in my sleep My darling Who knew My darling My darling Who knew My darling I miss you My darling Who knew Who knew
I'm still high from the compliment that he gave me, saying that I looked "great". As much as I'm against the whole love-crazy-girl-fawning act, I can't help but feel wonderful that the guy I have a major crush on rates my appearance as higher than an "acceptable".
Yay (:
Oh and, Kimberly is tres happy about the new Gaiman book my mum bought for me - The Graveyard Book. It's basically about this boy whose parents are murdered by an assassin while he is still an infant and he ends up being adopted by the Graveyard community as one of their own. As always, Gaiman mixes horror and fantasy in a real-life setting so well that you have to pause for a moment and go, "Wait a minute, is this really happening?". Definitely a worthwhile read for anyone bored during this holiday.
Speaking of books, I have found myself once again hooked to the Harry Potter series and am now reading The Goblet of Fire, along with Deathly Hallows. Honestly, J.K Rowling's work is so addictive that I have to resist the temptation of pre-ordering her Tales of Beedle the Bard and wait till January or something for the price to go down which I'm pretty sure will happen (:
Mood: Touched Music: Tomorrow - The Speaks
P.S I finally cut my hair! It's short now and I'm totally loving it! Other than the fact that I can't bun it up anymore =.=
I know I promised you this post yesterday but I wasn't in any mood to post after reading through some blogs, so there XP
Alright, here's the Part II you were waiting for [or not].
After school, I waited for Andrea and YanLing to go home and change so we only left at around, eleven-ish, I think. Headed to Bishan Library to pass the time and at 1-something, Audrey came. Still waiting for HuiYing to arrive, Audrey and I sat around reading while Andrea and YanLing, finging themselves restless, proceeded to walk to J8 to meet up with HuiYing and to just walk around since they were all bored of perusing Bishan Library's shelves.
Finally at 2.30pm, HuiYing arrived and we all pretty much sprinted to take the MRT down to YCK and from there, a bus down to my house where Andrea and I sneaked off to the general store down the road with the excuse of wanting to buy bags for our waterbombs while in actuality, we wanted to buy candles for Audrey's birthday pizza too. Haha, she didn't suspect a thing, even when I pretty much disappeared when we got to my house.
I tell you, it was hilarious lighting the birthday candles. Andrea was tasked with the job of making sure Audrey didn't know I was lighting candles but she didn't really need to resort to any drastic measures since Audrey was already all distracted by Misty and my cats. Heh. It's good to have pets XD
Anyway, another thing which was darn funny was when I was carrying the cake, one of the candles went out and when I finally managed to light that candle, I blew out the rest of the candles while trying to blow out the original candle I was using to light the candles, every single candle I lit was blown out. I was like, "Aiyah, Audrey, you're just turning 12, okay?".
Honestly, I'm so damn happy, I don't even care that I sound like I'm bragging. Just bear with me, won't you?
EL: 79 [A1]; so-so okayish with this... Chloe still beat me by 1/2 a mark! MUST.WIN.HER.NEXT.YEAR! CL: Not saying. Just passing is already a miracle for me. MM: 72 [A2]; blahdeblah, I wish I did bettah. Lawl. Combined SC: Not saying cause' I'm kinda pissed about studying so hard yet not getting my target mark of 75... -_____- Geog: 88 [A1]; with such an awesome teacher like Mrs. Ho, not managing to score an A is almost impossible. Hist: 91 [A1]; very happy with this but as everyone keeps on reminding me, this is just at Sec 1 standard. Lit: 74 [A2!]; I would like to slap myself for not scoring well in S1. I'm really tempted to. D&T: A1! Weeee :D P.E: also shall not say since it's like, my worst grade. Let's just say it rhymes with 'me' and 'wee' and 'tree'. PW: A2! Kinda relieved with this since our teachers told us that only 2 groups had all passes for their group members. Visual Art: A1! From a totally sucky B3 last semester, I can say this is an IM-PROVE-MENT! Aesthetics/Calligraphy: A1; LOLLLLL XD This is what you get when you don't skip Calligraphy (: CE: A; nothing much to say bout' this.
Total: 528/700 Percentage: 75.4%! [I so totally thought it'd just be a 60-something.] CLASS POSITION: 1/40! & 6th in level, according to CLS! DAMMNNNN HAPPY CAN! [You know you're happy when you start to lapse into Singlish phrases to express how happy you are XD]
From pet rocket-launching to screaming and shouting in excitement to finding out that my compo's been featured in ZHSS' EXPRESSIONS book, it's been a terrific day. Other than the rain, of course.
And the fact that I pretty much sliced my ring finger [I kid you not; left hand, finger next to my pinky; I think it's a bad omen.] while using a pen knife on a Guava juice bottle and getting everyone freaked out with how much blood was coming out even though it wasn't really that painful. The blood was scary though. Imagine this: crimson blood dripping down your skin, trickling to the 'webbing' part between each finger and proceeding to fall on to the floor, like you're some sort of extra from the movie, SAW, or some other super graphic, gory horror movies which usually involve someone having their limb(s) hacked off while they're still alive.
Very disturbing.
& Did I mention that I couldn't clean up the mess I made on the floor with my blood after I got a plaster? YL suggests turpentine or some other heavy-duty washing/cleaning liquid. I'm nervous just thinking about it.
By the way, R. was being a total girl today; after I managed to cut myself, she was like," AH! KIMBERLY! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAND? SO MUCH BLOOD!" and started covering her eyes and calling for a teacher. Squeamish, much? Lawl. Her behaviour did get her many laughs though, especially from Ms. Tan [or whatever her name was] who said, "You know, sometimes it's not the person who gets hurt who cries the most, but the person's friend." or something along that line. I forget exactly how she phrased it but it was funny.
Luckily, I wasn't the only person with a cut.
Glen got slashed by someone [I think it was Eugene] on his finger and it was so deep, he had to wrap this super thick wad of tissue paper around it to temporarily stop the bleeding till the teacher could find a roll of gauze for him.
Haha, I think our class is the only class in the Sec 1 batch to actually have, I quote, "casualties" from making the pet-rockets. This makes me feel special :D
So, huzzah.
Mood: Happy Music: Tear Myself In Two - Saving Abel
Junhao thinks I'm an emotionless, quiet nerd. I think he's a right sodding b*st*rd. And when I say right, I mean correct, nothing else. Cause' JieLin thinks I'm a nerd too. Oh, and don't forget Nigel. Yay. Can you feel the dripping sarcasm?
"The truth shall set you free but first it will piss you off" saying comes to mind.
And did I mention how he told me that if at any point of time, I - by some magical and miraculous way - manage to become President of the SC, he will definitely know that the Apocalypse is here.
I heard the loveliest rock love melody the other day. UNFORTUNATELY, I couldn't catch the song's title so now, I'm searching for it. Hopeless, though. I'm giving it up as a lost case. Gah.
Today was our Sec 1 Beach Cleaning. Semi-enjoyed it; the sudden heavy rain on our - not literal- parade, literally drenched us. Lemme tell you, it just about sucked sixty different ways getting wet in the inconvenient place of East Coast Park, where the the rain forced all of us to seek shelter in the weirdest places like McDonalds', 7 Eleven and that little bike rental shop which, I'm sure, did not take to well to having forty students blocking their store.
And did I mention that my collection of Endless Nights at Bishan's library ended up screwed, just cause' I forgot to return ONE measly book? Poof. There went 40 minutes of my life.
I asked him to write another entry in my Memories' book and I'm both nerved and ectastic that he's writing in it. The nerved part's mainly cause' I wrote some lovey-dovey-mushier-than-mashed potatoes stuff and HS' message to me didn't help either. And of course, the happy part's cause' HE'S WRITING IN MY BOOK! YAY! Lawl. I sound like some boy-crazy teenager with too much time on her hands. No, scratch that, I am turning into a boy-crazy teenager with too much time on her hands.
Mood: Stuck between a rock and a hard place. Music: Gone Forever - Three Days Grace
Got back our results today and I'm rather okay-ish pleased with my marks/grades.
A1 - EL, LIT!, History. A2 - Math! 74/100. So close, yet so far...
Science and Chinese shall go unsaid, since I am a tad unhappy about both. Let's leave it at that, yeah?
Anyway, Literature is underlined and in bold due to several reasons like, a) I am the only one in class with an A1, b) I topped the class for Lit! c) My grade A for Semester 2 Literature is now totally ensured since I also managed to score an A-something for T3 and d) I wrote 9 bloody pages for the #$@* paper and suffered from middle-finger cramp (the type you get after writing too much for too long) after the exam. Heh. No pain, no gain, right? Lol.
Moving on to another subject now. Does anyone else realize that like, 70-80% of teenagers are hooked on to the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyers? Honestly, I really didn't like it. No offence to lovers of the book but I thought that it was cliched to the point of predictable, something which I hate having to read.
The only good thing that I imagine coming out of it will be the movie whose Edward Cullen will be played by HP: GOF's Robert Pattison a.k.a Cedric Diggory a.k.a Pretty Dead Guy/Dead Pretty Guy a.k.a Hufflepuff Hottie. Haha.
YESH! Kimberly is 479456795437% [is that even possible?] happy today, due to:
1. The Bourne Trilogy DVDs I got, courtesy of my dad. 2. Tomorrow's meet-up with HuiSi :D 3. The fact that I have a fat cat in my lap by the name of Panda 4. Reading Burned - Ellen Hopkins. 5. Having conversations with my besties [both genders].
These past two days have been exhaustingly amazing. Or amazingly exhausting. Both pretty much sum up how my feelings towards the Hall Deco & Graduation Day events.
Okay, so Hall Deco wasn't so much as an actual event, but rather a prelude to the actual event. 5 hours spent mostly in school, another 1 and a half walking around from: School --> Mac --> School --> MRT --> Paradiz Plaza --> MRT --> School.
I swear, if anyone says that that's not tiring, I'm going to make you walk the entire distance, carrying a 500ml bottle of water, an umbrella and two paperback novels which happen to be around 400 pages each XP Then we'll see who's tired.
So, Hall Deco was really fun since a) I knew a lot of the Functions Crew and people helping out (Judith, Alphonsus, SweeTin, Elaine, Jetaime, JY, Xavier, etc) so it was easier to work with them and b) Everyone was really helpful, enthusiastic and cheery, especially JY who's come to call me [Dear/Dearest] Kimmy, while Judith is known as Juicy/Juice. Go figure XD
Anyway, despite the murderous heat and humidity which kept the sweat coming and the long hours we slogged over the bloody #@%&$ scallops, it was all in all, a great learning experience.
Okay, moving on to Grad Day, I have to say that it was a really lovely affair; the AV crew did a great job getting the timing of all the music right, the graduating class' speeches were mostly humorous and sincere ("Mr T: a unique character you cannot find anywhere else... XD") and I honestly felt like I was proud to be a part of the Zhonghua family where even when everyone groaned at having to sing the school song, we, the students, made up for it by being doubly loud.
It was so surreal.
And haha, I will never forget taking a picture with Anthia; I still can't get my head wrapped around the fact that she's Zachus' sister and'll be leaving ZHSS this year. I don't know what 2009 will be like without walking past 4E7 and seeing her in it, in a seat near the window. Yeah, I'll miss her. Even though we barely know each other or even talk to each other, I will miss her the most of my seniors. And I am so not just saying that.
Bleh.
(Random note but I saw this Caucasian fella' on the bus today who happened to bear an uncanny resemblance to Heath Ledger's Patrick Verona. He even had the hair and height downpat. LOLLLL XD)
Anyway, now all that we're left with is the nerve-wracking wait till we get back our papers again. I am so gonna fail D: I just know it. T'ch.
Okay, so I'm more than kinda pissed off right now. Shan't elaborate but I suppose you, my lovely reader, ought to have some sort of gist of why I'm dangerously annoyed.
Basically, some person whom I like and respect in a totally platonic and friendshippy way started boasting and rubbing in something. That something, happened to be about a certain issue which he/she has long known I've had a problem with. Why couldn't he/she just shut up and talk about another subject? Honestly! Why add salt to a wound that's already open and infected? Couldn't said person just exercise a little more tact? It's like, he/she wants to make us all realize how woefully inadequate we are in certain aspects, parts of ourselves we have no choice but to live with.
And don't even get me started on his/her ego =_____=
On a better note, congrats to all my currently P6 juniors. PSLE IS OVER! TIME TO PARTY!
Does anyone else have a soundtrack playing in their mind when they're doing a test paper? Cause' I had Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy and P!nk running through my head the entire day, even through the chinese exam which I have no hope of passing.
k!mberly
250495 one st. john 08two st. john 09 // child of god (: HIPSterZHSSian sarcasm is my superpower.
I also happen to be rather clumsy & messy.
five and thirteen are my lucky numbers. regardless of whether they actually work.
for the sake of your well-being, leave your lies and insincerity at home because I definitely don't appreciate them. I BELIEVE IN HARVEY DENT!
-coughbatman referencecough-
yes, I do get giggly when confronted with chocolate, comic books or milo. go figure ;3
a self-confessed conspiracy theorist who responds awkwardly to hugs.
I still think it's infinitely stupid to take pictures of yourself in a toilet.
Obsessions
HIM, rainy days at home, guitar riffs, quick drum beats,
fall out boy, p!nk, sara bareilles, teddy geiger, corrine may, the fray, arctic monkeys, franz ferdinand,
science-fiction, skulduggery pleasant, artemis fowl, batman comics,
robin/raven, batman/catwoman, rogue/pyro, harry/hermione, hermione/artemis, rose/scorpius, remus/tonks,
heath ledger, pirates of the caribbean, ocean's thirteen, christian bale, v for vendetta, 10 things I hate about you, the dark knight,
chocolate, peach milk tea, being original, going nova, dancing hyperly with my friends,
welcome to the goldbergs, HEROES, CSI: NY, house M.D, seinfeld,
taking naps, lime green folders, rollercoasters, polaroids, feminism.
I ♥ CLARINE, HUISI, SHUHAN, ZACHUS, GEOFFREY & 6R5 07'. More than anyone will ever know.
Burn, burn, burn
Twilight, the smell of rain and exhaust fumes mixed together, buses that ought to be double decker but aren't, traffic lights, tests, spectacles,
superficiality, biased people, racism, SEXISM, ron/hermione, draco/harry ((who comes up with this stuff???)), remus/sirius,
chauvinistic pigs, magnetic chess sets, being thought of as a sociopath, superman, copy cats, britney spears, paris hilton,
yam ice cream, being broke, book fines, unreasonable teachers, wet leaves on the pavement, sean kingston, students with short skirts,
overpriced books, bad advertisements, onion rings, real/faux fur.
Advice
Saved from the Burning.
Friday, 31 October 2008 @ 18:25
Okay, so Dad's on a right rampage about our house for old stuff to throw away and I'm hiding out in my bedroom, under the ohsolovely air-conditioner. We looked through his and mum's old books and I am quite pleased with the stuff I've salvaged like Robert Ludlum's Scorpio Illusion and The Bourne Supremacy, Tom Clancy's Power Plays/Politika and James Clavell's Gai-Jin and Whirlwind.
Right, I promised you a bit of a laugh so here's a list of some of the things you should definitely not do at Hogwarts.
What can I say? I was bored and suffering from Pottergitis.
Top 20 Funniest Rules of Hogwarts According to Kim [in no specific order]
1. I will not use Umbridge’s quill to write ‘I told you I was hardcore’. 2. Seamus Finnegan is not ‘after me lucky charms’. 3. I am not allowed to make lightsaber sounds with my wand. 4. I am not allowed to sing my own personal spy music while wandering the hallways. 5. I will not thrust my wand into the air before casting spells yelling ‘I have the power!’ 6. When fighting Death Eaters in the final battle, I will not thrust my wand skyward and yell ‘there can only be ONE!’ 7. I will not give Hagrid Pokemon cards and convince him that they are real animals. 8. I am not allowed to refer to the Accio charm as ‘The Force’. 9. No matter how good an Australian accent I can do, I will not imitate Steve Irwin during Care of Magical Creatures. 10. I am not allowed to flood the Chamber of Secrets, install an organ, wear a half mask, and play Andrew Lloyd Webber music. 11. I will not charm Firenze pink and call him ‘My Little Pony’ 12. I will not make any jokes about Lupin and his ‘time of the month’ . 13. I am not allowed to steal Professor Flitwick’s wand, hold it over his head and laugh as he tries to reach it. ((LOL!)) 14. The Muggle known as George W. Bush is not related to or working for Lord Voldemort in any way and I am to stop insinuating that he is. 15. I will not give Professor McGonagall catnip, hairball medicine or string for Christmas, no matter how much I think she will like them. 16. I will not ask if Professor Lupin has had all his shots, such as rabies. Nor will I ask it of Professor McGonagall. 17. I will not play the Darth Vader theme for Professor Snape. 18. If a classmate falls asleep, I am not to take advantage of their slumber and draw a dark mark on their arm. 19. Albus Dumbledore’s proper title is ‘Headmaster’, not ‘My Liege’. ((LotR joke!)) 20. I will not bring a Magic 8 Ball to Divintation class.
For all 294 rules of Hogwarts, do visit this website.
Have a nice day now, y'here? AND NO, NEITHER PROFESSOR FLITWICK NOR DOBY IS RELATED TO YODA.
Toodles (:
Mood: Maniacally Laughing Music: Stuck On You - Stacie Orrico
I think it's funny to curse in another language that people don't understand.
Wednesday, 29 October 2008 @ 19:20
Okay, so here I am, staring at Grissom staring at me with his big, big eyes and even bigger nose, trying to look all pathetic and hurt and tired, which is actually pretty funny since he's been lying down on the floor for I-don't-know-how-long after being brutally beaten up by his MUM for looking at her wrong the other night. And this is kinda ironic since his sister/brother's called Serra/Serre after Sarah Sidle from CSI and if you wanted incest, you would have totally thought they'd be it. But I'm being weird again.
So, on to the current business at hand.
You see, I've been blessed with the luck of being able to snatch a handful of popcorn chicken from my lovely brother. However, Grissom, that opportunistic and manipulative feline that he is, thinks that I will give him my chicken if he looks pitiful enough. HA! Think again, you cat!
It's MY chicken. MINEEEEE! [Lol. Lame? I know XD]
Let me enlighten you as to exactly who is Grissom.
Grissom, whose full name is Sir Severus Snape Grissom [I don't care that he's got two last names! He's my cat. XP] , was born to Panda "Dada" Pocky [Okay, her last name I made up. Whatever.] some time this year. He has a sister/brother whose name is Serra/Serre (pr. SE-rah) [depending on what gender you prefer] and happens to be the most feminine-looking male cat you will ever set your eyes on. Till today, I still can't decide on which sex she/he is since I used to think Panda was a guy but in the end, she gave birth, so quite honestly, you shouldn't trust my judgement. At. All.
But I'm digressing.
Anyway, Grissom's a mackeral tabby and has, like, THE biggest nose you will ever see in a cat. It's 34567890 times bigger than any I've ever seen and that's why his name's 'Severus Snape'. And, he gets all grumpy and goes "Ny-AH" when confronted with a bath. Greasy git anyone?
[Strangely, I share Harry's view that Sevvy is the bravest person ever, in the world of HP. But I'm digressing AGAIN.]
Right, so like I said, Grissom's main namesake's Severus Snape but his last-last name is Grissom since, like Gil Grissom from CSI, he's a bit... Chubby. Yeah. And he's smart too. Grissom the Cat, not Gil Grissom of CSI fame, although Human Grissom is smart too. 'Why is Grissom the Cat smart?', you may ask. Well, because he knows how to grovel. And pur. And meow, when it's called for. Like when I come around with cat food. Or chicken. Like what's happening now.
Now you know Grissom.
Any requests for the next cat? [Panda, Serra/Serre, Xubi or MiniKitty]
((This was done to accomodate Ms. She-Was-Never-Named who wanted to know Grissom but cannot, due to rising prices in air tickets and brothers who steal their siblings' cameras. Happy now?))
You took my hand You showed me how You promised me you'd be around Uh huh That's right I took your words And I believed In everything You said to me Yeah huh That's right
If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out Cause they're all wrong I know better Cause you said forever And ever Who knew
Remember when we were such fools And so convinced and just too cool Oh no No no I wish I could touch you again I wish I could still call you "friend" I'd give anything
When someone said count your blessings now 'fore they're long gone I guess I just didn't know how I was all wrong They knew better Still you said forever And ever Who knew?
Yeah yeah I'll keep you locked in my head Until we meet again Until we Until we meet again And I won't forget you, my friend What happened?
If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out Cause they're all wrong and That last kiss I'll cherish Until we meet again And time makes It harder I wish I could remember But I keep Your memory You visit me in my sleep My darling Who knew My darling My darling Who knew My darling I miss you My darling Who knew Who knew
I'm still high from the compliment that he gave me, saying that I looked "great". As much as I'm against the whole love-crazy-girl-fawning act, I can't help but feel wonderful that the guy I have a major crush on rates my appearance as higher than an "acceptable".
Yay (:
Oh and, Kimberly is tres happy about the new Gaiman book my mum bought for me - The Graveyard Book. It's basically about this boy whose parents are murdered by an assassin while he is still an infant and he ends up being adopted by the Graveyard community as one of their own. As always, Gaiman mixes horror and fantasy in a real-life setting so well that you have to pause for a moment and go, "Wait a minute, is this really happening?". Definitely a worthwhile read for anyone bored during this holiday.
Speaking of books, I have found myself once again hooked to the Harry Potter series and am now reading The Goblet of Fire, along with Deathly Hallows. Honestly, J.K Rowling's work is so addictive that I have to resist the temptation of pre-ordering her Tales of Beedle the Bard and wait till January or something for the price to go down which I'm pretty sure will happen (:
Mood: Touched Music: Tomorrow - The Speaks
P.S I finally cut my hair! It's short now and I'm totally loving it! Other than the fact that I can't bun it up anymore =.=
I know I promised you this post yesterday but I wasn't in any mood to post after reading through some blogs, so there XP
Alright, here's the Part II you were waiting for [or not].
After school, I waited for Andrea and YanLing to go home and change so we only left at around, eleven-ish, I think. Headed to Bishan Library to pass the time and at 1-something, Audrey came. Still waiting for HuiYing to arrive, Audrey and I sat around reading while Andrea and YanLing, finging themselves restless, proceeded to walk to J8 to meet up with HuiYing and to just walk around since they were all bored of perusing Bishan Library's shelves.
Finally at 2.30pm, HuiYing arrived and we all pretty much sprinted to take the MRT down to YCK and from there, a bus down to my house where Andrea and I sneaked off to the general store down the road with the excuse of wanting to buy bags for our waterbombs while in actuality, we wanted to buy candles for Audrey's birthday pizza too. Haha, she didn't suspect a thing, even when I pretty much disappeared when we got to my house.
I tell you, it was hilarious lighting the birthday candles. Andrea was tasked with the job of making sure Audrey didn't know I was lighting candles but she didn't really need to resort to any drastic measures since Audrey was already all distracted by Misty and my cats. Heh. It's good to have pets XD
Anyway, another thing which was darn funny was when I was carrying the cake, one of the candles went out and when I finally managed to light that candle, I blew out the rest of the candles while trying to blow out the original candle I was using to light the candles, every single candle I lit was blown out. I was like, "Aiyah, Audrey, you're just turning 12, okay?".
Honestly, I'm so damn happy, I don't even care that I sound like I'm bragging. Just bear with me, won't you?
EL: 79 [A1]; so-so okayish with this... Chloe still beat me by 1/2 a mark! MUST.WIN.HER.NEXT.YEAR! CL: Not saying. Just passing is already a miracle for me. MM: 72 [A2]; blahdeblah, I wish I did bettah. Lawl. Combined SC: Not saying cause' I'm kinda pissed about studying so hard yet not getting my target mark of 75... -_____- Geog: 88 [A1]; with such an awesome teacher like Mrs. Ho, not managing to score an A is almost impossible. Hist: 91 [A1]; very happy with this but as everyone keeps on reminding me, this is just at Sec 1 standard. Lit: 74 [A2!]; I would like to slap myself for not scoring well in S1. I'm really tempted to. D&T: A1! Weeee :D P.E: also shall not say since it's like, my worst grade. Let's just say it rhymes with 'me' and 'wee' and 'tree'. PW: A2! Kinda relieved with this since our teachers told us that only 2 groups had all passes for their group members. Visual Art: A1! From a totally sucky B3 last semester, I can say this is an IM-PROVE-MENT! Aesthetics/Calligraphy: A1; LOLLLLL XD This is what you get when you don't skip Calligraphy (: CE: A; nothing much to say bout' this.
Total: 528/700 Percentage: 75.4%! [I so totally thought it'd just be a 60-something.] CLASS POSITION: 1/40! & 6th in level, according to CLS! DAMMNNNN HAPPY CAN! [You know you're happy when you start to lapse into Singlish phrases to express how happy you are XD]
From pet rocket-launching to screaming and shouting in excitement to finding out that my compo's been featured in ZHSS' EXPRESSIONS book, it's been a terrific day. Other than the rain, of course.
And the fact that I pretty much sliced my ring finger [I kid you not; left hand, finger next to my pinky; I think it's a bad omen.] while using a pen knife on a Guava juice bottle and getting everyone freaked out with how much blood was coming out even though it wasn't really that painful. The blood was scary though. Imagine this: crimson blood dripping down your skin, trickling to the 'webbing' part between each finger and proceeding to fall on to the floor, like you're some sort of extra from the movie, SAW, or some other super graphic, gory horror movies which usually involve someone having their limb(s) hacked off while they're still alive.
Very disturbing.
& Did I mention that I couldn't clean up the mess I made on the floor with my blood after I got a plaster? YL suggests turpentine or some other heavy-duty washing/cleaning liquid. I'm nervous just thinking about it.
By the way, R. was being a total girl today; after I managed to cut myself, she was like," AH! KIMBERLY! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAND? SO MUCH BLOOD!" and started covering her eyes and calling for a teacher. Squeamish, much? Lawl. Her behaviour did get her many laughs though, especially from Ms. Tan [or whatever her name was] who said, "You know, sometimes it's not the person who gets hurt who cries the most, but the person's friend." or something along that line. I forget exactly how she phrased it but it was funny.
Luckily, I wasn't the only person with a cut.
Glen got slashed by someone [I think it was Eugene] on his finger and it was so deep, he had to wrap this super thick wad of tissue paper around it to temporarily stop the bleeding till the teacher could find a roll of gauze for him.
Haha, I think our class is the only class in the Sec 1 batch to actually have, I quote, "casualties" from making the pet-rockets. This makes me feel special :D
So, huzzah.
Mood: Happy Music: Tear Myself In Two - Saving Abel
Junhao thinks I'm an emotionless, quiet nerd. I think he's a right sodding b*st*rd. And when I say right, I mean correct, nothing else. Cause' JieLin thinks I'm a nerd too. Oh, and don't forget Nigel. Yay. Can you feel the dripping sarcasm?
"The truth shall set you free but first it will piss you off" saying comes to mind.
And did I mention how he told me that if at any point of time, I - by some magical and miraculous way - manage to become President of the SC, he will definitely know that the Apocalypse is here.
I heard the loveliest rock love melody the other day. UNFORTUNATELY, I couldn't catch the song's title so now, I'm searching for it. Hopeless, though. I'm giving it up as a lost case. Gah.
Today was our Sec 1 Beach Cleaning. Semi-enjoyed it; the sudden heavy rain on our - not literal- parade, literally drenched us. Lemme tell you, it just about sucked sixty different ways getting wet in the inconvenient place of East Coast Park, where the the rain forced all of us to seek shelter in the weirdest places like McDonalds', 7 Eleven and that little bike rental shop which, I'm sure, did not take to well to having forty students blocking their store.
And did I mention that my collection of Endless Nights at Bishan's library ended up screwed, just cause' I forgot to return ONE measly book? Poof. There went 40 minutes of my life.
I asked him to write another entry in my Memories' book and I'm both nerved and ectastic that he's writing in it. The nerved part's mainly cause' I wrote some lovey-dovey-mushier-than-mashed potatoes stuff and HS' message to me didn't help either. And of course, the happy part's cause' HE'S WRITING IN MY BOOK! YAY! Lawl. I sound like some boy-crazy teenager with too much time on her hands. No, scratch that, I am turning into a boy-crazy teenager with too much time on her hands.
Mood: Stuck between a rock and a hard place. Music: Gone Forever - Three Days Grace
Got back our results today and I'm rather okay-ish pleased with my marks/grades.
A1 - EL, LIT!, History. A2 - Math! 74/100. So close, yet so far...
Science and Chinese shall go unsaid, since I am a tad unhappy about both. Let's leave it at that, yeah?
Anyway, Literature is underlined and in bold due to several reasons like, a) I am the only one in class with an A1, b) I topped the class for Lit! c) My grade A for Semester 2 Literature is now totally ensured since I also managed to score an A-something for T3 and d) I wrote 9 bloody pages for the #$@* paper and suffered from middle-finger cramp (the type you get after writing too much for too long) after the exam. Heh. No pain, no gain, right? Lol.
Moving on to another subject now. Does anyone else realize that like, 70-80% of teenagers are hooked on to the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyers? Honestly, I really didn't like it. No offence to lovers of the book but I thought that it was cliched to the point of predictable, something which I hate having to read.
The only good thing that I imagine coming out of it will be the movie whose Edward Cullen will be played by HP: GOF's Robert Pattison a.k.a Cedric Diggory a.k.a Pretty Dead Guy/Dead Pretty Guy a.k.a Hufflepuff Hottie. Haha.
YESH! Kimberly is 479456795437% [is that even possible?] happy today, due to:
1. The Bourne Trilogy DVDs I got, courtesy of my dad. 2. Tomorrow's meet-up with HuiSi :D 3. The fact that I have a fat cat in my lap by the name of Panda 4. Reading Burned - Ellen Hopkins. 5. Having conversations with my besties [both genders].
These past two days have been exhaustingly amazing. Or amazingly exhausting. Both pretty much sum up how my feelings towards the Hall Deco & Graduation Day events.
Okay, so Hall Deco wasn't so much as an actual event, but rather a prelude to the actual event. 5 hours spent mostly in school, another 1 and a half walking around from: School --> Mac --> School --> MRT --> Paradiz Plaza --> MRT --> School.
I swear, if anyone says that that's not tiring, I'm going to make you walk the entire distance, carrying a 500ml bottle of water, an umbrella and two paperback novels which happen to be around 400 pages each XP Then we'll see who's tired.
So, Hall Deco was really fun since a) I knew a lot of the Functions Crew and people helping out (Judith, Alphonsus, SweeTin, Elaine, Jetaime, JY, Xavier, etc) so it was easier to work with them and b) Everyone was really helpful, enthusiastic and cheery, especially JY who's come to call me [Dear/Dearest] Kimmy, while Judith is known as Juicy/Juice. Go figure XD
Anyway, despite the murderous heat and humidity which kept the sweat coming and the long hours we slogged over the bloody #@%&$ scallops, it was all in all, a great learning experience.
Okay, moving on to Grad Day, I have to say that it was a really lovely affair; the AV crew did a great job getting the timing of all the music right, the graduating class' speeches were mostly humorous and sincere ("Mr T: a unique character you cannot find anywhere else... XD") and I honestly felt like I was proud to be a part of the Zhonghua family where even when everyone groaned at having to sing the school song, we, the students, made up for it by being doubly loud.
It was so surreal.
And haha, I will never forget taking a picture with Anthia; I still can't get my head wrapped around the fact that she's Zachus' sister and'll be leaving ZHSS this year. I don't know what 2009 will be like without walking past 4E7 and seeing her in it, in a seat near the window. Yeah, I'll miss her. Even though we barely know each other or even talk to each other, I will miss her the most of my seniors. And I am so not just saying that.
Bleh.
(Random note but I saw this Caucasian fella' on the bus today who happened to bear an uncanny resemblance to Heath Ledger's Patrick Verona. He even had the hair and height downpat. LOLLLL XD)
Anyway, now all that we're left with is the nerve-wracking wait till we get back our papers again. I am so gonna fail D: I just know it. T'ch.
Okay, so I'm more than kinda pissed off right now. Shan't elaborate but I suppose you, my lovely reader, ought to have some sort of gist of why I'm dangerously annoyed.
Basically, some person whom I like and respect in a totally platonic and friendshippy way started boasting and rubbing in something. That something, happened to be about a certain issue which he/she has long known I've had a problem with. Why couldn't he/she just shut up and talk about another subject? Honestly! Why add salt to a wound that's already open and infected? Couldn't said person just exercise a little more tact? It's like, he/she wants to make us all realize how woefully inadequate we are in certain aspects, parts of ourselves we have no choice but to live with.
And don't even get me started on his/her ego =_____=
On a better note, congrats to all my currently P6 juniors. PSLE IS OVER! TIME TO PARTY!
Does anyone else have a soundtrack playing in their mind when they're doing a test paper? Cause' I had Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy and P!nk running through my head the entire day, even through the chinese exam which I have no hope of passing.
Maniacally Laughing
Touched
Pyromanic
Happy
Annoyed
Stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Pleased
Happy-Nervous
Happy
Pissed
Studying
