The name is Earth, planet earth

There are some things in my life that I will never understand.

Take for example my little brother’s obsession with the roundness of people’s faces.

It makes me so mad to hear him go on about how “cute” a certain person’s face is, ignoring the fact that that person might be standing two feet and a hearing range away from him.

He calls me “Earth”.

That’s right: “Earth”. My name is not in any way related to our planet, but according to Zahin, my face is. His theory is that the Earth is the third planet from the Sun, and since I am the third cutest in our five-member family, I’m the Earth.

Which is, of course, complete crap.

(For your information, the top two cutest people in my family are my mother and father. Our older brother is the least cute, in Zahin’s opinion.)

(Also please note that my little brother’s definition of ‘cute’ is very, very different from an average person’s.)

The guy, obviously, is a complete nut head. At age seven, no less. I fear for the boy’s sanity, really, I do.

Oh, anyway just something in a book I read recently that struck interesting to me: The protagonist was describing his English teacher and he said (in paraphrased form) that he “salivated over a particularly well-placed semi-colon”.

It took me only a few moments to figure out why that sounded so familiar.

The sentence structure in the previous paragraph is probably a little wonky and hard to understand, but I’m too lazy to review it.

I really should win an award for the ability to prattle on about one subject for the longest of times.

In latest Keong-email news (har-di-har-har): He sends a lot of emails, even during the holidays. But I don’t hold it against him, though. It is his job, and he happens to do it a little too well (note: this is a compliment). Nothing more to it. Although every time I see his name in my inbox coupled with the word “maths” I flinch ever so slightly and click on the email very cautiously. The only time I really panicked was the aforementioned email which suggested that the entire Sec 2 cohort had completed their Maths homework, excluding me, that is. Or something to that effect.

On to the latest email I bothered opening, it congratulated three people who received the Edusave Scholarship award in our class. I understand it is, to an extent, quite prestigious, but what about us poor souls who haven’t won a sodden thing who will look at that email and then look down at ourselves?

Rock on, Jynn Chee, by the way. For winning that award.

By the way, if Mr. Keong or any of the Crescent teachers read this, I mean no harm to anyone in any way.

[To the very few (but wonderful) people who actually occasionally peruse this blog: I have tried to break up my paragraphs into smaller paragraphs because I know my usual solid, massive paragraphs are tedious to read and make you want to rip your eyes out of their sockets...right?]

Cheers,
THE EARTH

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

This is what happens when one gets incredibly high, as my Facebook status so claims:

Me: YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo
Me: Um, sorry
Adeline: ?
Me: I'm incredibly high right now
Me: I just wanna jump around yelling my many forefathers' names at the top of my lungs
Adeline: haha it's okay
Me: and piss my parents off
Me: and get jailed overnight
Me: and then have a bad record for the rest of my life
Me: and see my hot neighbour give me a weird look
Me: SEEEEEEEEEEE
Me: OMG
Me: I am crazy
Me: HELP!
Adeline: hahahaha
Adeline: why?
Me: BECAUSE I AM COOL
Adeline: why you so high?
Me: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Me: I dunno, lah.
Me: SIGHHHHHH
Me: lol

For the record, I do not have a hot neighbour and may never have one.

If you read this and you're going, "I didn't know she was this crazy," I have to say this: You ain't seen nothing yet.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh

posts replies

Wow, there were so many posts that when I tried to reply to all of them, I kind of lost track of what I was trying to say, so I am dedicating this post to tag-replies.

Millicent: Yes, that would be very cool. And please add the Hossain part so people will know who you're talking about. :P I raved on about Water to my friend, Yi Bin, the other day and now she wants to be your illustrator. She's an amazing artist, so good on ya, Millicent. And please, stop responding to my lame cousin with cheem mega-huge paragraphs that no one can understand. :)

Shumi Apu: Thanks, my dearest cousin! And of course I don't mind. It's like an honour, you know? :) And yes, I have thought about writing as a career many, many times.

Adeline: Please, what fierce? I was just angry with Maths in general. Isn't everybody?

Orko: (Ignore)

Sham: You can go to a corner and curl up and die. But before that, let me copy your Maths homework. You will be remembered dearly.

I think that is all.

*face-palm*

Due to many questions on this matter, I have to clear this.

You do know I, me, myself am ZINE, right?

Yes, that's right. The blogger is me. And me is Zine. Also known as Mona, also known as Farzina, also known as Zina.

HAPPY, NOW?

Woo-hoo x500

Obama won, Obama won, Obama won!

Oh, yes! That is totally amazing.

But yeah, I'm not American, but I shall express no more enthusiasm than necessary.

What is up with my life lately? Do I hear a resounding "nothing"? Well, some of my friends came over yesterday and that was lots of fun cause we watched Stardust, fawned over Charlie Cox (on my part), played Would You Rather (a classic, I swear, you never go wrong with this game) and visited Abonti's beautiful home.

And now the Maths specimen paper, which we got for homework, is just begging me to do it already and stop procrastinating but I will not do it because, as I explained to Yan Yee, procrastination is, verily, what I am made of. And I shall not be wavered by the frown-inducing email Keong, uh, Mr Keong sent us saying that people have already finished ALL their Maths homework and are apparently thirsting for more. Which, I'm sorry to say, is possibly only true of a few very Hufflepuff-ish students in our class who don't suffer from the Procrastination Syndrome but one day just grabbed their Shinglee workbook and started doing all the Maths sums in sight.

Yes, I do realise I am rambling, but this is what I love to do, so I shall do it. And Regine was wrong because she mistook my love for Twilight for madness when the real madness ensues when I so much as glance at my Shinglee book and then recoil because I know that one day, in the probably very near future, I will have to touch the distatefully decorated thing.

Calm down, self, calm down.

Sometimes I wonder why I am so eccentric. Must be the genes. But being eccentric means not being boring, so that is good, I suppose.

I have also realised what a major beeyotch I am. No, really. As in, in my head. I am a terrible judge of character, especially when jealousy is involved. Or pissed-offedness. So yeah, I thought this particular person was a total *bleep* but actually that person is, and always will be, someone very close to me. And don't even TRY to guess who I'm talking about, because I will never, never tell you.

Oh, yes, anyway. I am very, very proud of Millicent. Good job! And remember, Water WAS FIRST WORSHIPPED BY ME. So any other fangirls will have to bug off. I mean, I have proof, okay? That list down there. Who's at Number 6? Huh?

Well, this was a very, very random and stupid post, but it IS my blog.

holiday blues

The past few days have been a whore (if you will excuse the language). No, really. It's freaking boring.

Watched episode the 8th of Gossip Girl, and I gotta say, I was insanely happy that Nate and Jenny are together. I won't go on, because everything I typed just now, and hastily backspaced, was completely corny. So, yeah.

I <3 The Outing

Friday was really, really enjoyable. Although I had to wake up very early (8.40).

So yeah. I met Adeline at Redhill MRT Station at 10 and I proceeded to gush on about her general gorgeousness in the clothes department. She was wearing high heels, like a businesswoman. Classy-ass, that Adeline.

So then we walked in the very slight drizzle to the bus stop near Crescent where we met Jia Sin, and I was totally wowed by her dress sense. Super slim, and uber-fabu hair. We took the wrong bus and had to walk a long way till we finally reached CATHAY!

Love Cathay. We ate at Ya Kun Kaya Toast, where the food is absolutely delicious. Then we went up the wonderful lifts, where I clicked away with Addie's camera, possibly annoying her to no end. We debated over which movie to watch. Options: High School Musical 3, the House Bunny and Max Payne.

We chose Max Payne, cause it was cool-looking. We bought the tickets and then went on over to Plaza Sing, which JS insisted could be called "Singapore Plaza", and went to the Arcade. We played some shooting game, which Addie rocked at and I sucked at. Then Ads went on DDR. She chickened out a little (didn't you Ads?) but she was totally good at it, you could tell.

We were like ten minutes late cause JS and Adeline both had sore foots as we raced back to Cathay. Max Payne the game is awesome, according to my dearest uncle, but Max Payne the movie was nothing-special. Max himself was all emo during the entire movie, owing to the fact that his wife and kid was killed, I understand, but the plot was seriously predictable. And the whole angels/demons/wings thing? I could do without.

But it was fun sitting next to Adeline whispering comments about each lame thing that happened.

After the movie ended, we blinked a couple of times and then headed straight for Plaza Sing. Shopped for like an hour and ate at Pastamania. Yummmmmmm.

It was basically awesomeness the whole day.

just plain craziness

Nice day, man.

Started off as usual mornings do--sucky. I mean, when you have to wake up at 5.30 (okay, 5.45) in the morning, how can it not be sucky? They are worsened when there's mass run. So you think to yourself, "Why am I waking up anyway? For what, mass run? I must be deluded." Which, obviously, isn't much to go on if you want to survive those dreary mornings.

Yeah, got sidetracked just now by pingings of the MSN people. So where was I? Oh, yes. So after that we spent two short hours in class doing virtually nothing (okay, fine, we pretended to clean the O-Level classroom, which was squeaky-clean anyway) and then I went for choir (after much decision-making) and it was actually quite fun, although I had a bothersome sorethroat and could only sing the normal range. I totally adore Money, Money, Money though I no doubt suck at singing it.

And then after choir, I met up with Adeline and we travelled on the MRT and then I went to Mith's house for the Horror Movie Marathon, which I vowed I would not attend, due to the recent increase in horror movie watchation. But you know, I was super high after choir, so I was like, What the hell. I don't wanna go home so soon. So I went to Mith's.

It was hilarious, non-scary (for which I was thankful) and funky. Only one word to describe it--funky. When you put Mith, Shereen, Priya and HY in a room togther, that's the only thing that you'll get. Of course I add a certain amount of hysteria to the situation, too. And the babies were so cute! Priya and I spent the whole time gushing over them while Shereen insulted their many forefathers by wrongly comparing their faces to some teachers we know very well.

So, yes. That was crazy. But fun, very much.

And another triumph to round off the day well. We got our list of English assignments that we have to do for the hols and guess what? "I've already done two of the selection of essays on my own will on my Tablet before I even knew about this homework," chirped Zina/Mona smugly. They were "Money is the root of all evil" and "Describe your ideal home". They were both very fun to write. So I suggest, all Sec 2 souls, that you attempt them. Sigh. The ideal home one was such a freaking Primary School daydream come to life, uh, paper. I say Primary School because I now know that daydreaming doesn't mean that it will come true, so I don't waste time dreaming about gorgeous homes anymore.

I mean, look at Scream. And a hell lot of other slasher movies. Multi-storeyed houses didn't do them a hell lot of good, did they? In fact, if I was alone in my imagined ideal home, I'd be scared out of my wits if my parents stepped out for the evening with my little brother.So many corridors and rooms and levels the murderer could be hiding in...

And that is why, ladies and gentlemen, watching too many horror movies is detrimental to health.

One word: Bleah

We're gonna have a Musical Evening on November 22, a Saturday. If anyone wants to come, the tickets cost $15 each, the venue is Yong Siew Toh Conservatory of Music and the time is...in the evening.

I am suffering from Seven-Year-Old's-Birthday-Party-Hatred Syndrome. Namely, my brother's birthday party. It's no secret that I dislike commotion and little kids running around my room beating each other up with pillows/causing chaos. Wait...doesn't everyone hate that?

But I, unlike most souls, am not so patient. So, yeah, now my entire room looks like a tornado's been through it, and the kids are still shrieking in my ear. Okay, perhaps not in my ear, for I have taken refuge in my older brother's room, which is, thankfully, relatively devoid of those pesky little cockroaches. Wait, I am certain I have copied that phrase verbatim from one book or other.

Anyway. I have more or less given my word to Adeline that I'd write about her and here I am. Well, she's all about NEmation lately, this animation competition, in which she and her group (Justina, Yan Yee, Millicent) are representing Crescent (which, quite obviously, owns). Yeah, so support Crescent.

The website you should be checking out is this: www.nemation.sg/media_luna.aspx

Media-Luna is their name, which means Crescent Moon in...what was that?...Latin, I think. Isn't that neat? The leader of the group is very generous in allowing any amount of spamming on their page, so if you love talking online nonsense, be my guest to go check it out.

new obsessions

I have to get that CD.

Katy Perry's, I mean. Her songs are seriously addictive. The lyrics are surprisingly interesting and good. She's mostly popular for "I Kissed a Girl", which reached the UK No. 1 Singles Chart and probably the Billboard, too. That song's pretty controversial, I guess. Cause she's obviously a girl herself singing about kissing girls. Well...it was banned from radio stations in Singapore because of "glamorized lesbianism". Which doesn't say much, for this is relatively...what's the word again?...modest? Singapore. But in my opinion, the song kinda evens itself out by saying "It's felt so wrong, It felt so right" like it's just a phase or whatever. An experiment.

Well, whatever. Katy also has a song on her new album, "Ur So Gay". Which was stuck in my head the last few weeks. Some of you might've heard me singing it under my breath. Or out loud. The lyrics are funny, and so is the video. The song's about this guy who acts totally gay (wears make-up, buys branded scarves, obsesses over weight, etc) but actually isn't. I can name someone who's like that...but let's not get into that. Given my fascination with all things gay (after I read this book "Pretty Things", the whole sexuality thing is interesting to me), I liked this song so much, I kinda listened to it twenty times a day.

Now, don't shoot me looks of incredulity or bewilderment at me just yet, cause I'm just curious about such things. That's just me.

Woah, I've just blathered quite a lot. But yeah, I like writing, so.

Which brings me to that totally wacky late-coming essay I wrote that gives the reader the impression that I was totally high when I was doing it. I was sentenced to writing a 300-word essay on "Self-discipline" for two counts of late-coming. I'd completely forgotten about it till my mother confiscated my Tablet for excessive usage and I had to resort to continuing the story I was writing on paper (paper!). Then I kinda remembered the essay and started writing that instead. It started out all fine, until I started to feel bored and ended up writing an entire essay in ten minutes. I ended it with a totally sarcastic paragraph, which now that I'm in the right mind, think might get me into trouble if the teacher reads it. Oh, well. Just goes to show sometimes punishment can be fun...when you can control it, no?

Results are out, let all hell break loose

HOLLER!

Well, I wouldn't say I'm devastated with my marks. The average is alright, an A2.

The most surprising mark was that of Maths. An A2. I was so sure I was gonna scrape by with a C. Hahaha. So, I was happy with that, even though it wasn't thaaat good.

I topped the class for English. An A1. Just. So that was pretty good, I guess.

Science bummed me out really bad. I know I'm bad at Science, and thankfully, so does my mother, so I don't think I'll get much of a scolding. I got a high B for it. Wasn't satisfied, but wasn't depressed either.

My Literature skills let me down. It was the only exam I felt good about, and I got like a B4. Damn nice. It's the lowest among my marks.

Geography was alright. I got an A1. Just. The same mark as English. So that's fine.

And Bengali's gonna be added, so lucky me.

I'm not overwhelmed with happiness with my marks, because they were nothing-special with regards to my personal standards. So whatever. I'm neutral. And a bit relieved and thankful to God I didn't fail Maths. Ha-ha.

Next time.

OMJ

OMG. I am so proud of Millicent Lui. I thought I'd never see the day she declared her love for a person of the opposite sex.

I guess it's not her fault, though. No one can elude Ian O'Shea's charm. His character. His nose.

So anyway, I have a mighty flu. My throat feels like someone ran a chainsaw through it. And, needless to say, there are large amounts of used tissues scattered on top of the computer table.

Onto less vile subjects, it's Ridi Apu's birthday today! Sarah, to you guys. She's just turned 18. Finally, watching M18 movies won't be anything short of legal.
Cheers to you, Ridi Apu! You're awesome, by the way.

Randomness of the Mind

I watched 8 Mile just now.

Eminem's nose is so freaking perfect.

freedom?

Exams are officially over. And my wittiness has deserted me.

Anyway, the new poster? Edward's eyes have an unnatural crimson glow about them. And his eyes aren't even supposed to be RED. I mean, the whole point of his vampirism is that he doesn't suck human blood. His eyes have to be ochre or whatever, right? So what's with the redness, man? Bella looks innocent. Which I guess is sort of her. If Edward had been looking at her, it would've seemed like he wanted to tear her throat out. Murderous.

Millicent, your replies

See Weed: The inhabitants of another planet that Wanderer has been to.
Seeker: A type of 'soul' that can tell lies and are usually police or detectives.
Healer: The 'soul' equivalent of a doctor. Performs insertions and, well...heals.
Protagonist: Wanderer. She has the more conscious mind.
Jared: He used to be Melanie's boyfriend before she got sluiced by the souls.
Jamie: Melanie's younger brother.

AHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

MUSE, MUSE, MUSE! Supermassive Black Hole's gonna be in the Twilight Soundtrack! Oh my God, I love them! Go listen to the song. It's wonderful. I am freaking out. The song's in my freaking playlist, for God's sake.
Oh, and there's a song by Linkin Park.
Got this from Stephenie Meyer's website.

1. Muse — Supermassive Black Hole (!!!!!!)
   
2. Paramore — Decode
3. The Black Ghosts — Full Moon
4. Linkin Park — Leave Out All The Rest
5. MuteMath — Spotlight (Twilight Mix)
6. Perry Farrell — Going All The Way (Into The Twilight)
7. Collective Soul — Tremble For My Beloved
8. Paramore — I Caught Myself
9. Blue Foundation — Eyes On Fire
10. Rob Pattinson — Never Think (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
    
11. Iron & Wine — Flightless Bird, American Mouth
12. Carter Burwell — Bella's Lullaby

My Want List

And since this is the only free time I will have to go online and blog, I shall write out my Wants list.

1. The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins [a book]
Because I read the first chapter of it on Amazon, and it's pretty cool. (It has nothing to do with the fact that Stephenie Meyer suggested it on her blog. Much.)

2. 8 Mile THANKS YI BIN!
Eminem's in it. Need I say more?

3. Macbeth (2006) [a movie]
Totally cool, modern version. But bet it's heavily rated, though.

4. The Sims 2 [a computer game]
I mean, I've heard of it countless times but never played it before. It sounds fun.

I shall acquire them all after the exams. I shall.

I rest my case

My cousin living in Canada (Orko, for those who know him) has been very immature lately. He is only a year younger than me and yet he sends me emails saying that he knows what my blog URL is and that he has a Nintendo Wii.

I hope you read this, couz.

We have two more exams to endure: Geography and Science. Sigh, and here I am, blogging and playing Word Challenge on Facebook. Which is highly addictive, by the way. Word Challenge, I mean, not blogging. But it's like super hard to get a high score unless you play it a million times a day or something. It's for highly competitive people who just want the pleasure of beating their Facebook friends. Yes, Adeline, I'm talking about you. But it's healthy competition, I suppose.

I royally suck at it by the way, for my brain is the approximate size of an M&M. Okay, maybe it's not, but it's all empty and hollow.

Oh, well. And for Twilight news, the song "Decode" by Paramore is going to be in the Twilight movie soundtrack. I have no idea how it's suppposed to fit in because it's loud and...annoying. I've never been a huge fan of Paramore, if you get my drift.

But nevermind, apparently Muse is gonna contribute a song, too, so it will probably balance out the noise song by Paramore.

music of the moment

A good way to know more about a person is to know what kind of music she listens to at the moment. Okay, maybe not.

But here's my list from my iTunes playlist "Music of the Moment".

1. Ur So Gay Katy Perry
2. Too Lost in You Sugababes
3. Silent Sea KT Tunstall
4. Supermassive Black Hole Muse
5. Be Be Your Love Rachel Yamagata
6. Fade Together Franz Ferdinand
7. One Trick Pony Nelly Furtado
8. With You Chris Brown
9. Thinking of You Katy Perry
10. Battleships Travis
11. FunnyMan KT Tunstall
12. All I Want for Christmas is You Olivia Olson
13. Fill My Little World The Feeling
14. My Eyes Travis
15. Side Travis
16. No Air Jordin Sparks Ft. Chris Brown
17. Won't Go Home Without You Maroon 5
18. Sunday Bloody Sunday U2
19. Powerless Nelly Furtado
20. Closer Ne-Yo
21. We Didn't Start the Fire Billy Joel
22. Behind Blue Eyes Limp Bizkit
23. Everyday Bon Jovi
24. I'm Too Sexy for My Shirt Right Said Fred
25. Swing Swing All American Rejects
26. Bixby Canyon Bridge Death Cab For Cutie