chocolate salty balls

that song by south park, chocolate salty balls is rather funny. kinda crude though.
so yes. fmath yesterday was quite difficult. as always. so we'll leave as that.
training today was not too heavy. but quite useful. and fun. although i must say, waiting outside the shed with red ants swarming around is not very nice indeed. ah. july. apprehension when i think of july.

so anyway. being the voyeur that i am, i have been reading and sneaking around blogs. haha. sneaking aint the most appriopriate word. after all, if you publish something on the world wide web, dont expect it to be private.
am somewhat turned off by some people's blog. i abhor the way they act like "bitches" when they're absolutely guileless with a 5-year old face to match. and those who act like they're rich and hip, when they are anything but. and no, i'm not talking bout pinkshoefetish or thepeonyprincess. i'm referring to people who try to be them!
well of course, you could say that these wannabes have a right to publish what they want.
true, true. i'm not disputing the fact that they can. i'm just somewhat amused, somewhat disgusted.
but you see, Voyeurism and boredom does alot. so i'll continue viewing these blogs and be somewhat amused, somewhat disgusted by them.
haha.
oh, but sarongpartygirl's blog is a good read, despite all the brouhaha. she writes really really well, whether u think she's a slut or not.

ooh! that new song by ludacris and bobby valentino is really nice.

bombay!

back from mustafa!
mustafa is good stuff. the aisles are a little narrow but hey, every damn thing is so cheap. did our grocery shopping there and i was quite happy
bought blueberry morning! now i can eat blueberry morning before and after trng!
and the pasta selection was quite good. bought linguine, was deciding betw penne, linguine, and the shells.
i like big, big supermarkets. and mustafa is huge! me and my mom bought papadom. those indian crackers in briyani dishes.
naturally, the indian food selection there was expansive. not like we really bought those stuff, but still, it was interesting to see.
and i bought cheap nike socks for myself.
yay.
grocery-shopping. i like. Marketplace at raffles city is my favourite, except the things there are too expensive, so i end up just browsing through them. Cold storage is not bad either.
am a happy camper noww. :)

so here i am, sitting in my room with complex numbers sprawled all over my table on a hot saturday afternoon.feeling immensely bored, because there's absolutely no one to go out with 2days shy of the common tests.
so there, i'm mugging by default.
alright, not really. considering my attention span (regarding stuff like, complex numbers and vectors) is about as long as 5 seconds.
lunch is awaiting.
i am hopelessly boored.
and i have that need. that need to buy something.
all the post-season sales are going on, while what do i do. sit in my room and read complex numbers. and trust me, it's not easy reading something foreign, like Greek or something.
and while after common tests, people go out partaying. while i slog at macritchie.
nah dont get me wrong. i want training because nationals is coming. and i really dont wanna just last one race.
but the idea of spending your post common tests time in the waters isnt very appealing. oh well.
my life, is immensely sad.

ah. week's been not too great.
sister's back from good ol' europe. with a bagful of goodies. fendi bag. hermes belt. hugo bosses. and furlas. wowiee.
picked out 3 earrings. they are so gorgrous. and my paul frank sweater is still with her friend. ohwell.
training yesterday was tough.
not really, the programme. i mean, at this point, i think we're all used to the madness of the intensity.
but rather, the mental part of it.
unvoiced disagreements of the frequency. that is, until the other boats forced it up.
and not knowing if i shld shout at my fella in front.
it was rather different with tammy. we could, scream and shout at each other. twas good. positive encouragement although we each might have sounded a tad aggresive to each other at times. i mean, that's the spirit of rowing aint it.
but somehow, it's different now with hw. there's less of a conviction, and can-do spirit. and half the time, i'm thinking if i should yell smt to up the frequency but i end up keeping quiet. because, really, nothing's going to change. and she might end up thinking that i'm this pushy thing whose strokes are even worse than hers and therefore has no right to tell her anything.
it was never like that with tammy.
but nvm.
i'm thinking, next training, i'll say whatever i want. i'll push her to up the frequency, and myself to pull harder.
guess it'll only work that way huh.

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met with the girls today.
twas fun, fun. saralow,thongweirong,paulateo,michelleheng!,cheryllee and lynn
some catching up, and exchanged school gossips of fellow batchmates.
weirong's positively glowing with uncleparty by her side. very naughty people. tsk.
and the irrepressible michelleheng, who bought cute magnets for wr's birthday and sent me a very nice picture of mr roddick, and also announced that jolene is getting married after As.
very shocking, indeed.
nice talks with saralow. havent talked much to her since laos. so it was really nice to meet today.
i think we shld have more gatherings like this.
makes me one happy girl. :)

wimbledon!!

roarrr!
my sister just emailed me. telling me bout tom cruise being in london, war of the worlds premiere and how she's waching wimbledon tmrw!!!
i want be there too.
oh well, she bought me a paul frank sweater so that's good.
fendi bag for my mom.
hugoboss for my dad. although i cant quite imagine my dad carrying designer stuff.
watched shall we dance on dvd today.
richard gere is so sweet.
shall we dance mr clark?

abercrombie

i'm back from across the causeway. after mighty long jams.
didnt buy much stuff. except for an a&f top from the factory outlet. and some food.
because the rest of the clothes were too damn ugly.
i'll get the rest of my clothes from singapore, thanks.
oh, but the foodis cheap and good.
oreo cheescake, and roasted chicken, of which they forgot my order!
and pirated dvds. shallwedance.mr and mrs smith. starwars. yayness.
my sister is shopping the streets of london/rome or wherever she is now,
while i have to make do with JB!!
but nvm, she'll be back on wed with a whole bag of designer goods and lovely souvenirs.

there's this new j1 in canoe.
and she is like, really strong.
she does pull ups with remarkable ease, and grace. being the national gymnast that she is.
i cant even do one proper bloody pullup.
but nevermind. one day i will.
trng was short.
but i am really tired.
i have no idea.
maybe it's the 8 course dinner we had at magic wok.
tsk. tsk. sinful la.
cereal prawns. tomyam. honey/lemon chicken. youtiao in sotong paste.very nice. after-training lunches should always be like that.
would have ended with a gelato if not for the lack of funds.

i wanna buy a new cap!

hoho.
days arent going by very productive.
mr and mrs smith today!
angelina jolie & brad pitt. both of them, are so jaw droppingly hot, u dont know who to look at when they both appear in the same frame.
and her body is like wow.
glossy films aside,
i cooked pasta today! it didnt turn out great.. but alright i guess.
i'm gonna hone my culinary skills after exams.which what i always say every year, but doesnt materialize.
nevermind. maybe next time i'll be rich enough to hire a cook. so he can cook me hearty and warm american meals, or when i feel like it, thai food. and hey, maybe jap on weekends. and when i'm bored, middle eastern kebabs! and if he's versatile enough, exotic european food to go with a glass of warm champagne.
nah. for now, i'll have to make do with my mom's not-so-excellent cooking and my instant noodles.
win mx is so annoying.
been trying to download my mariah careys, lucie silvas, and twistas for the past week or so but to no avail
ohwell. today was good though. heh.

my sister is chatting to me from an internet cafe in venice while i'm in dull singapore.
sitting at my desk and trying to figure out what the hell is going on with exponential and geometric distributions.
oh no.
think i'm gonna get into shit for accidentally telling mom bout the 2K deposited into my sister's account by yap's mother.
baa.

oh k2's with haowen now!

do you see, what i see

clara is sad and tired.
rowing k2 with a j1 is no joke.
what, with you screaming at the girl for not pulling.
that's not good.
and mom asked me bout h today.
to my horror. HORROR.
but i managed to get away with it, or so i hope.
people's been studying. check out the school canteen laa.
while i train away at a reservoir nearby.
and not even training well.
with my boat trailing the others.
:(

you dont know what it's like

extremely frustrating.
my brain is going to burst after a day of quantum physics, non uniform circular motion and shm.
and no, it's not like the i've-studied-so-hard-and-i-understand-everything-and-now-i-deserve-a-break kinda feeling.
it's more like feeling drained. because i've spent half a day trying to do problems on math. but dang! i can only solve one question.
a little problem over there.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'm stupid. and i cant do math problems.
i'm doomed, i'm going to spend the rest of my life holed up as a garbage collector.
i cant buy pretty things. like the hollister skirt. or gorgeous clutches. or nice parfums from michealkors. or espadrilles.
and i'm only quailifed to be a garbage collector because i'm too damn stupid to do anything else.
and then they'll sack me because i have a bad back.
then i'll be jobless.
and i'll be a sad soul.

okay. see. math and physics are making me incoherant.

dont hold back!

ah.
i banged my elbow against some cupboard and now it's aching like crap.
okay let's see what i have done this week.
training, training , training. eating. sleeping. visits to a particular house. a little bit of shopping. and a little bit of studying.
sadly, charged particles are still uncomprehended.
baa.
watched a little of the federer-nadal match. and federer wasnt playing too well.
and yayness! nadal won against him.
but then again, i'm not that interested in the french open. roddick's not that in action in clay.
roddick's now sponsored by lacoste.
that guy's going high-end. haha.

the past few days have been beyond exhausting.
i think i'm mad, to train for 3consecutive days, and lets make that the fourth tomorrow morning.
seriously, i'm never ever going to do something like that again.
coach says me and sara are improving.
well, i do hope we improve fast enough.
so today, i was rowing rubbish. and my whines to coach were left unheeded.
felt a little lousy for slowing yash down. but hey, i was completely wiped out. so when dior came, i gladly reliquished my seat.
so now, i'm this exhausted freak down here. and i'm very worried. there is no time at all for common tests revision.
anyway. went down shopping today. although i must say things didnt really go as planned because of extremely late trng.
bought a present for h. very nice stussy shirt. although i hope it's not too big. was deciding betw the fcuk ones and this one.
i want to buy alot of stuff. andi need to visit the earring shop at fareast. the one that stocks 2000pairs of earrings! and i want like, nice tees and the fcuk cap.
but i lack adequate funds.
my life is sad, lahh.