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Sunday, March 31, 2002 Yep, I hear ya Regina. But I'm flummoxed. Where d'ya want me to start? :P I wrote about baptism...that's below...you can start by chewing on that. :)I think I've been stuck in a prolonged art rut. It so sucks. I feel that everything I draw is awful, and yet I can't find it within me to challenge myself, push the limits of my ability to draw. I hope this changes too; there are some ideas I have but I'm afraid to render them at this point in time; afraid I'll screw it up, realize how stuck in the rut I am at this point in time and never reattempt to draw it again, thereby wasting a perfectly good drawing idea. Help. :/ Viv wished for the moon @ 8:12 AM Silly Chinese homework. Bah! Humbug! Get the hence! *makes face* Damn, I might just cry. *Sadistic*Something nice and dampening for the spirits! I wear a mask So nobody knows How I scream silently beneath it. Viv wished for the moon @ 1:40 AM Hmm...why does everyone seem to be so depressed lately? I'm just missing someone with avengeance. But I know the feeling will pass. Then it'll come back again. And pass. And go once more. As it has for 3 months already. I miss him. On a happier note. I got baptised today. :) I think it was something I put off for a bit too long...something I felt I had to do now, in my faith that this year would be a new year of a renewed walk with God. And I think baptism was a necessary step. It feels a little strange, admittedly -- for the first time in 17 years, next week I will be part of Communion. Something that I've been just watching, never been a part of for so long. And I'll be in it in 7 days. :) Happy Easter to all! God bless. :) *muah* Viv wished for the moon @ 1:25 AM Saturday, March 30, 2002 Speaking of muppets and Jim Henson (wizard!)...remind me to get my Labyrinth spiel in here sometime. I wanna put it in here but don't feel like typing it all out right now.Bowie...mmMMmmMMmmm... Ah yes, Vivienne's hormones are working overtime today. It was the fault of McDonald's McPepper burger. *whispers*But you didn't hear it from her. Viv wished for the moon @ 2:57 AM It isn't easy being green. ^_^ Kermyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Melikes. :) Haha...Regina is Fozzie!!!! I like Fozzie too! *high*
Chances Are - Johnny Mathis - Al Stillman/Robert Allen Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin The moment you come into view Chances are you think that I'm in love with you Just because my composure sort of slips The moment that your lips meet mine Chances are you think my heart's your valentine In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear" Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me And if you think you could Well, chances are your chances are awfully good Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me And if you think you could Well, chances are your chances are awfully good The chances are your chances are... awfully good I found the Johnny Mathis CD!!! :) Naturally the first thing I did was listen to 'Chances Are...' a couple of hundred times. *silly grin* Then I moved on to listen to the rest of the music in his "Best of..." album. They are all great songs; but somehow none of them come close to 'Chances Are...' as far as I'm concerned. The tune just sticks in my head. It could be due to the fact that for an oldie, it gets quite a fair bit of airplay on radio stations. But even then, what I appreciate about this song is the lyrics. It's not outright soppy saccharine mush, like this other song by this 50s dude about how he'll follow this girl all her life even though she gets married to someone else and has kids (well...it is sweet. But not how he put it it wasn't -- sounded rather demented, stalker-like, delusional and sociopathic, at least to me) ; on the contrary, the lyrics are subtle and backhanded, and yet they are able to portray sweet romance and hard-to-get-playfulness. Rare indeed. Magic. :) Viv wished for the moon @ 2:49 AM Friday, March 29, 2002 I realized how much I like Johnny Mathis. I heard 'Chances Are...' on the radio on the way home from morning service and fell in love with it. He's got such a rich, heartachey voice that makes you want to swoon. And the orchestration is so lush, so soaring. They don't quite make music like that anymore, do they? My Mum says she used to have the CD but it got lost. I think I'll help her look for it. Mathis!!!!!!!!My parents find it excessively strange that I like music from the 50s up to the early 90s. It is strange I guess, but I adore music from then. I guess it's partly a nostalgia trip for me, remembering the music I heard when I was a kidlet. Partly also cuz it's just soooo good! With the possible exception of Disco Musc and Abba, that is. But the BeeGees are a-ok by me. And Queen rules, with its testosterone laden anthems to gung-ho. We will we will RAWK YOU! Viv wished for the moon @ 8:20 AM Still annoyed about the Internet thing. Basket, it shuts down in 10 minutes. Nevermind, I'll watch TV then. Listening to the news is heartbreaking....and yet strangely distant, removed from me and my little world. It seems as though I exist in a bubble, impermeable, safe. Good or bad? I can't really tell. But Happy Good Friday! God Bless, all. :) Viv wished for the moon @ 8:16 AM Thursday, March 28, 2002 Blech. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:15 AMIn light of recent events, that is, sleeping in class, sleeping on the bus, dozing off in church, which my dad has somehow irrationally linked to my using the Internet, he has put a stupid 9 30pm cap on the damn thing. And I can't convince him to see the logic (or lack thereof) of it. If he sees how effective the measure has been in getting me to sleep more, it makes no sense to lift the cap, does it? And if I don't get that sleep he thinks I need, he won't lift the time block anyway. Either way it sucks. Of all the stupid, blasted things. And he won't even listen to me reason it out with him, he's just hell bent on pretending he can't hear a word I say, or brush me off as being cocky, defiant and a know-it-all. I'm a threat to his authority and I undermine his shaky reasoning. I'm expected to unquestioningly obey, without challenging his view. As a result he thinks he's always right. Which he isn't. But he's a parent and so doesn't seen to care much either way. Puh. Viv wished for the moon @ 5:26 AM Wednesday, March 27, 2002 Oh my God...*hugs Regina* It's not the end...keep your chin up OK? If you need to talk look me up... Viv wished for the moon @ 6:07 AMWhat is the Imaginarium? In case you ever wonder. It's not quite a medical term. :P It's the aquarium, the museum, the observatorium, where I hide my imagination, to nurture, to fester, for the world to watch. Imagin-arium. Yay, that sounded nice. Now if only I knew how to plop this into the sidebar. Ah well. One thing at a time. My paltry knowledge of HTML only goes that far. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:03 AM I'm hungry. I think I'll read some blogs. I wish people would update more!! Viv wished for the moon @ 5:59 AM Something to think about. Is there a difference between missing someone's presence, and feeling someone's absence? Is it the same to remember as it is to not forget? Tell me. Viv wished for the moon @ 5:58 AM I'm jinxed! :( Either that or horribly pathetic. It's the second week running I've managed to get lost on the way home from Music Class. This time, I overslept, and ended up being dragged into Toa Payoh, where I got disoriented once more, crossed the road, took another bus, and overshot again into Stevens Road, where I got smart and asked my dad to pick me up from there. 0_o A little better than my previous timing though, I got home before 11pm. But it's still 2 hours!! :( My mum was annoyed, to say the least. She made me take a shower before I flopped down on my bed to take a short...um...rest. I fully intended to wake up and shower. No really. I ended up sleeping at 12, an improvement from previous nights. I blame the weekend's banner painting, and the retelecast of the Oscars on Monday. I stayed up till 1 am to watch the latter, not knowing how it dragged on till 2 30, and then trundled off to take a shower. It was getting really boring anyhoo...not as entertaining as previous years. Though I must say seeing Whoopi Goldberg in a diamond-studded bodice was something. O_O I was soooo annoyed that LoTR won so few good Oscars! :( It deserved better but I guess it's not Oscar material. They seem hipped on biopics, film noir, big sinking ships and the like. Sure, A Beautiful Mind was good, I liked it, but was it THAT noteworthy?? I find it pretty amusing too that Harry Potter didn't get a single award. And I liked what they did for the Animated Feature Nominations! I think having an Oscar for best Animated Feature is a double edged sword. Sure, now it's easier for animated features to win awards, but that nixes their chances of going for the biggies like best script and best motion picture for the year. :( And why did they all have to be computer animated flicks too? I mean, Shrek and Monsters Inc are good, Jimmy Neutron? I don't quite see it in the same league, story and characterwise. I bet it just got thrown in for being animated with Pixels rather than Pencils. Hey, that was a nifty bit of alliteration. Grrr. Chinese sucks! :( And I'm in Hwa Chong, which is supposed to be The Chinese College. But then in Humanz we're all a bunch of Anglicized unruly freaks, so it doesn't quite matter. But I have the silly exam at the year end, which I have to try to get an A for, at the risk of screwing my chances of going to some top notch university. Like Princeton or something. Blah. Ni kan, wo de hua wen zhen de hen chan ah! I'm sure I even got the hanyu pinyin wrong. Seeee?!?!?!?!?! Darn. I just forgot all the things I intended to write about. But I know today was a good day. Art club, drama rehearsal, and getting to see a friend who's transferred out of the college for the science stream in AC. And Good Friday! :) Yepsido. Just that I have some mugging to get down to. Me mother's been bugging me to start studying again, revising in earnest. She thinks I've been playing around too long. But it's J1! *Whines* I can afford to sit back a bit! Well...honestly...I know she's right...but I can't bring myself to start all over again. Want proof? Look what I'm doing on the Internet now. 0_o Ah. There's another econs soc related project with my name on it waiting...I better get to work sometime today. Toodles. Viv wished for the moon @ 5:57 AM Monday, March 25, 2002 I think I may have an attention deficiency disorder.*Runs around, randomly hurls things at people, climbs up to the roof and yells " THE WORLD IS FLAT, AND YOU ARE UGLY!!" See what I mean? That was cathartic. 0_o Viv wished for the moon @ 8:53 AM
 What Beatles' song are you? You are the song "Nowhere Man." Most likely, you talk in rhyme, are very smart, are short, and named Jeremy. Or maybe you're not. At least, that's the Nowhere Man in Yellow Submarine. You're song starts with some great harmony and then goes into some really awesome lyrics. You're a great song. You should be proud to be Nowhere Man! Tell everyone that you are Nowhere Man by copying the code in the box. Nowhere Man (Lennon/McCartney) He's a real nowhere Man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Doesn't kave a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me? Nowhere Man, please listen, You don't know what you're missing, Nowhere Man, the world is at your command. He's as blind as he can be, Just sees what he wants to see, Nowhere Man can you see me at all? Doesn't kave a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me? Nowhere Man, don't worry, Take your time, don't hurry, Leave it all till somebody else lend you a hand. He's a real Nowhere Man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Sounds like me. Viv wished for the moon @ 4:36 AM Screw it!!!!! Silly server nixed my entry once more. ARGGGHHH!!!!!!! >:( >:( But I got my New HwaChong uniform today. It's fireproof and waterproof, is so starched it can stand on its own and feels like a potato sack. It's the same colour too, light khaki. I think if I stand really close to the walls and close my eyes, I could blend in with it.0_o But it's a nice change from RGS uniforms. After 10 years of shapeless untidy (at least for me) pinafores I have been finally liberated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Marathon banner painting is NOT the way to spend an entire weekend. I guess I'll supply the details later on. I love this illustration! :) Viv wished for the moon @ 4:28 AM 50 plus things for S'porean teens 1. You grew up watching He-man, Transformers, Silver hawk an Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja turtles and Smurfs too. 2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain or basin with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug. The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too. 3. You know what SBC stands for. 4. You were there when the first chinese serial, the Awakening was shown on TV. 5. You had to wear coloured caps and do the Great Singapore Workout during Acers Day. 6. Internet? What on earth is that? So you thought a decade or more ago. 7. You find your friends with pagers and handphone cool in Secondary school. 8. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushion is red. The big red bell gives a loud BEEEP! when pressed. There are colourful tickets for TIBS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole on the ticket. 9. Your favourite actor and actress was Huang Wenyong and Xiangyun. Next is Lee Nanxing and Zoe Tay and the Aiyoyo woman. 10. You've probably read Young Generation magazine. You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable. 11. You were there when they first introduced MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery. 12. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. boo hoo... 13. Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls. 14. You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street. 15. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka (20 cents per pack) and Ding Dang (50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changes every week not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ring pop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring. 16. You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you. 17. All that you know about Cantonese is from the Hong Kong serials you watched on TV2. 18. Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven are probably the thickest story books you ever thought you have read. Even Sweet Valley Twins and Malory Towers. 19. Civics and Moral Education was "Hao3 Gong1 Min2". 20. KFC used to be a high class restaurant that serve food in plates and let you use metal forks and knives. 21. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'super white'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien relative. 22. Catching was the IN thing and twist the magic word. 23. Your PETS worksheet was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow. remember penmanship? 24. CDIS was your best friend. 25. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths. 26. Waterbottles were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go. 27. Boys loved to play soccer with small tennis balls in the basketball court or play something that uses tennis ball to hit other players known as "HUM TAM BOLA" during recess /after school 28. Hopskotch, five stones,chateh and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too... 29. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being the most important plants of our lives. 30. Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, eternalized in our minds from the textbooks. Even Mr Willy. remember the big ang pow? 31. You did physical exercises like frog jumps and every sports day definitely had the Three-Legged Race whereby one of your leg was tied to another friend's. 32. Every children's day and national day you either get pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or files with 'Happy National Day 1994'. 33. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother. 34. Chinese teachers were always old, boring and damn fierce looking. 35. Your form teacher taught you maths, science and english. 36. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality. 37. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes. 38. Famous Chinese singers were only Jacky Cheung, Andy Lau, Aaron Kwok and Leon Lai. 39. School dismissal time was normally around 1 pm. 40. There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday. 41. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday. 42. During class gatherings, parents always tag along in case someone gets lost at Orchard Road. 43. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl. 44. Handkerchiefs were a must for both genders 45. Collecting notebooks and all kinds of stationery was a popular thing. For guys, it would be the country erasers which they flicked here and there. 46. Autograph books were loaded with "Best Wishes", "Forget Me Not", and small poems like "Bird fly high, hard to catch. Friend like you, hard to find". 47. Class monitors and prefects loved to say "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!" 48. There were around 40 people in one class. 49. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried. 50. You brought every single book to school, even though there was one thing called the timetable. 51. You would freak out when your friend went "Or hor... Or hor..." even when you didn't know what you did wrong. 52. Using pen to do your homework was soooooo cool and honourable. So true. Ah the memories. Except the thing about He Man, my mother never let me watch that because she said it was too violent for me. I was 8 at the time. 0_o Viv wished for the moon @ 3:42 AM Thursday, March 21, 2002 Test for the day. What Pattern Are You? Jiamin: Me, have a perfect life? *slaps forehead and has a whooping laughing fit* No, it's not perfect, I just make it interesting for myself. :P And hopefully it rubs off on other people, like buttah on a hot bread knife, baby. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:04 AM Heee thanks Regina, you made me smile. :) *Hugs* SJI guys incompetent? Largely, yes. ;) But then of course, you get the rare few genetic sports who fare better than their other Josephian comrades. My classmate Bryan is one of them. :) And Scuzzy another. Chinese High though, is a slightly different matter......haaaa *ducks and hides* Commie boys in Khaki shorts are already spectacles in themselves, ceteris paribus. I hope I got the spelling right, it'll be an awfully embarassing blow to RGS intellect otherwise. Filiae Melioris Aevi! Viv wished for the moon @ 7:52 AM Really, how hard is it to leave comments on Elfwood? I wish people would. *Big hint, prod prod* But heh. I guess it's my fault too, I haven't commented on other artists' art for ages. Usually a surefire way to get a visit to your page and a new comment is to carry out the same procedure at another artist's gallery. So I have no right to complain. But I want to and this is my blog, and you chose to read it, so there. *pouts* Regressing into childish behavior now. Not good. Don't I have a test tomorrow? Over and out. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:43 AM Suddenly fallen into a strange mood of reflection which has made me descend into melancholy. I seem to be rather moody and restless these few days, and I'm pretty sure it's not my menstrual cycle talking. It's suddenly led me to think of people I know, and how I relate to them. It's strange how near love lies to hate, and friendship akin to indifference. It's sad, when you realize you have nothing left to say to a friend, someone you love. Then you just drift. Then you start to wonder how real was your comradeship to begin with, to have things come down to this in the end. On the whole, I'm of the opinion that I'm pretty bad with people. I've struggled with it for ages to overcome that, won some, lost some...but on the whole the effort leaves me so tired. Sometimes I just feel like giving it up, that it's futile. Run off to the mountains to be a hermit...at least the only thing you have to come to grips with is yourself. No one can hurt you, and you know you won't hurt them. If you died tomorrow, would anyone notice? Would anyone care? Would your presence be missed, or your absence felt? Heh. Looks like that 'What mental disorders might you have?' quiz isn't a load of bull after all. Somebody pass me a standard issue straitjacket and some prozac. Yes, thank you Jeeves. And that was the 9 o'clock news. Stay tuned. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:40 AM So here I sit again, ready to blog. Last night was rather eventful; I went for my 1 hr piano lesson at 7 30pm, and only arrived home 4 hours later, at 11 30. 0_o After the end of my lesson at 8 45 I sit around talking to my music teacher till 9 30; I then prepare to make my way home via bus. So I trudge across the road, long way due to the winding overhead bridge, and get to the busstop. And I look at the table of bus services that pass by, and see no service I'm familiar with, save perhaps the 154. But I don't know for sure, so I stand there and call my mum. At this moment, a 154 pulls in, and people board and get off. My mum picks up the phone. "154? Hang on, I'll check the bus guide." Pause, where the bus doors close and it trundles out. At this moment my mum comes back on the line. "Yeah, it passes home." !!!! I check the list once again, and discover this wonderful bus passes by every half hour. By now it's 9 50 and I'm disgruntled. I decide to find another stop. Walk further down the road, and see only the expressway. Backtrack to music teacher's house. Make another turn out of the place, only to stumble into a cul de sac. Start over, and walk the other way, but not crossing the road. Dark path. Me no likee. By now, frustrated and on the verge of tears, partly cuz my lenses are killing me. 17 hours of heavy duty wear are never a good idea. Partly cuz I'm tired, it's late, and I haven't bathed, plus I have homework at home. I cross the road back to the original busstop. Salvation!!! A 154 pulls into sight, and I board, heaving a great sigh of relief. I call my mum. "Mum, I'll be home ASAP." Then I realize the bus is moving toward Tuas. I balk and get off, and cross the road once more. Wait another 15 minutes for a 154 back in the opposite direction. By now it's 10 30, and I'm lonely, exhausted and ready to pop. Another 45 minutes to my stop, where my mum swings by to take me home. A very long night indeed. *_* So much for being a geographer, it would seem I have an atrocious sense of direction, one that makes me lost in an urban jungle that is Clementi for over an hour. Frustrated and agitated as I was there were brief interludes that really helped calm me down. Walking past my music teacher's place (in a condominium estate), the sky is this lovely deep blackish blue, and you can actually see stars. It's quiet, save the noise of my feet crunching leaves on the pavement, and I'm looking out for the Southern Cross, and wishing I knew how to identify more constellations. And then, sitting there in that Tuas busstop, I start praying to keep calm, and to not lose my head or bawl ( Not an easy confession -- I hate crying! )...and then God sends me an doubledecker airconditioned bus with the TV Mobile, fairly empty so there's lots of space to sit. ^_^ This sounds remarkably stupid I know, but that calmed me down, got me a little peaceful, and assured me that He'd been with me that little escapade. He knows I have a strange weakness for buses of that type. :) Little things. I have a test on John Donne's love poetry tomorrow. Gah! With any luck though, it'll be disrupted for the release of the Junior College posting results. *crosses fingers* Donne's a pretty lecherous, egotistical, dirty artsy kinda poet guy, but admittedly he writes some lovely pieces. When time permits I'll enter his poem "A Valediction Forbidding Mourning" into The Imaginarium; it's very lovely. Or look it up online. Either one. :) Dinner calls. I'll be bach. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:49 AM Tuesday, March 19, 2002 Finally! For real, for sure, Elfwood has been updated. ^_^ There are really new pics to see, please do, and please leave your comments! :) :) :)Can't think what else to write; I just have all these thoughts spinning around in my head, ideas on what to write about, events to remember, but somehow when I sit down to get them typed, I can never recall a single one. Or I can't remember what was so great about that thought/event in the first place that I had to get it down. One of the worst cases of Writers' Block ever. *_* Gaaaah!! So what do I do? QUIZZES!! Loads and loads of quizzes! Not that I don't enjoy them or they're not fun, but...but...I just do quizzes!!!! *whine* Viv wished for the moon @ 3:14 AM Monday, March 18, 2002 AND THE BLIND SHALL SEE!!!!!! Yay! Finally, a pair of contact lenses I can see in. ^_^ I'm quite happy with these trial lenses, provided nothing else screws up with them I might confirm my order.Hmm. Why is lens-wearing so often equated with vanity? OK, maybe it is. But you gotta admit, sometimes contacts just make you look a whole lot better. I know I look very different without glasses, and I like change. So quiet about the vanity thing! *growl* Tired. I just got back from Suntec City after shopping with me mum, and got myself a new pair of sneakers; desperately needed since my old ones have floppy soles and give me horrendous blisters. They're Saucony, a brand I've never ever heard of; but considering the price perhaps they're well known in the US or something. The box offers a pronounciation guide (it's sock-oo-nee), plus information on the origin of the shoes and their name (Smalltown Pennsylvania, and Sacouny is from some native American language, and means 'Swift running waters'. Pretty nifty, really.) For wont of something more intelligent to say, groooovay. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:36 AM Sunday, March 17, 2002 Hahaha! Regina a nun?! This I gotta see. ^_^JM: Sorry about not getting round to your BSB tales! I will ASAP, I didn't go round to your blog for a few days so I didn't know it was up. 7.45pm: I should've blogged this separately but I didn't feel like creating yet another entry. So I shall lump it here. The prospect of tomorrow is rather daunting; true, I do want to see everyone in school again, but I just don't feel like leaving the house. Don't feel like starting on lessons and note-taking and excruciating math lectures all over again, and remembering how unproductive I was this one week (well ok that's what everyone says about themselves anyway) doesn't help things. Feel extreme guilt. :( :( :( Sigh...so I should wash it down with chocolate therapy. My parents bought a blender this week, and I'm gonna play with it after dinner, make ice Milo with it. Yum. :) And I get to choose a new bar of Body Shop soap to use to shower with later. And I'm scanning in a new piece of art I did today, and I was really happy with how it turned out. In down times like these, it's always little things that get you happy again. :) And then my kid brother just ruined it by asking me annoying questions. Twit. But...blender...soap...art...:) :) :) *content* Viv wished for the moon @ 4:47 AM A narcissist too. ^^;; I'm really not THAT bad, am I?! Am I? Disorder | Rating Paranoid: Moderate Schizoid: Low Schizotypal: High Antisocial: Low Borderline: Moderate Histrionic: High Narcissistic: Very High Avoidant: Moderate Dependent: Low Obsessive-Compulsive: Moderate URL of the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv URL for more info: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html Viv wished for the moon @ 4:45 AM Yum.^_^  Just stuffed full of surprises. No one ever knows what you're going to do next. The greatest mystery to you is, naturally, "how do they get the caramel in the Caramilk bars?" This is one of the best quizzes I've done...it's detailed and the options aren't unbearably irrelevant or stupid. Do try this one! If you only do one from the entire selection on my blog, DO THIS ONE!!!!!!
So which letter of the alphabet matches YOUR personality, huh?
Viv wished for the moon @ 4:24 AM Wow, Regina sure went blog-crazy today! *amazed* I never knew Econs tests could do that to you. Wow...*awe* Regina: 10 reasons for getting a handphone? 1. Communication! 2. Games! 3. SMS! 4. Everyone has one! *whine* 5. Help economy! 6. Help Economy! 7. Help economy! 8. Games! 9. Communication! 10. Lethal weapon to smite rapists in dark streets! Sorry, not much of a help, am I? :P Eeep...why not save up to buy one of your own? School starts again tomorrow. Poo. I guess I'm well rested and all that, but I'm experiencing severe inertia. I don't feel like waking up at 6 in the morning, trudging back to class...and our Geography teacher will be back after 4 weeks of recuperation from an operation, and he's pretty boring, and we'll have so much catching up to do. And I have his essay still half done. Argh!! Oh well. Back to reality. Darn lenses; I can't see. I hope the pair I try out tomorrow will be somewhat better... *Dances* Hurray! Pipe Weed for all!
Viv wished for the moon @ 4:16 AM Saturday, March 16, 2002 Phew! It took an incredible amount of trial and error, but I managed to restore and neaten up the HTML. *Pats self on back* Of course, kudos to my dad and brother too. Geniuses, both! ^_^Economics Society brought us to the Film and Censorship Board today, and we had the chance to view plenty of bloodlust and gore in the form of 3 video clips at the end of the presentation. A long drawn battle scene from Braveheart, a bang-bang-shoot-shoot clip from Exit Wounds and the Brain-eating scene from Hannibal. Needless to say, I was studiously reading the pamphlets they handed out during most of the screenings. ^^;; Eewwww. Then the presentors told us later after discussion that there were some nudity clips they wanted to screen, but their boss felt they were too much for us impressionable youngsters to handle. Violence, gore, bloodbath? Fine! Perfectly! Screen it all you want! Nudity?? Even though there's no guts and icky intestines to make people green in the face?? No way!!!! Go figure. *_* Viv wished for the moon @ 9:20 AM I have a friend who enjoys freezing his snot, then flicking it at unsuspecting victims. Even more appallingly, he's 22 years old. I thought people outgrew these things by the age of 7! *_* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:50 AM Friday, March 15, 2002 Teehee. I never heard of this dude, though. At least Regina got Mario! On the whole, none too familiar with pre-1985 game characters. They're older than I is. ^^;;Yesterday was Farewell-Party-cum-Mahjong-Marathon at Su Lin's place; 4 of our classmates are leaving for NJC or the Science stream, so this was to see them off kinda. Sad...it'll be adjustment for our class; we have new students coming in to take their place as well. I hope class dynamics don't get upset and everyone gets thrown off th' groove. But then I worry too much. ^_^ It will be something new to look forward to as well, I suppose. Nothing to do but wait for the new arrivals...*dum dum dum duuuuuum* But the party was fun. I knew a few crazy nuts who intend to stay over and play Mahjong the entire night. It seems that Mahjong is experiencing a revival among the teenybopper demographic; prior to last year, I was under the impression that the only ones who played Mahjong were Tai-Tais (rich young housewives) and grandparents and uncles and aunties, when Chinese New Year rolled round. Or maybe that's just me. At any rate, I learned how to play one year, and promptly forgot. I only remember it's like Gin Rummy with noisy clacking tiles, but it doesn't help a whole lot. Argh! Crud! I'm running late. (exeunt)
Viv wished for the moon @ 7:47 PM Thursday, March 14, 2002 Argh. Why's the column format all messed up?! Must be me blogging on Notepad, and cutting and pasting. Grrr. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:55 PMJiamin: Carpe Diem! Sieze the day! Go for it! I know the feeling of wondering whether to put stuff online; it was the same iwth me and my art. But I assure you, once you do get started, it's bloody fun. About 'bad' comments tho: Usually, they're not spiteful, in that sense, bad comments per se, but just from very critical people. In which case, just take their comments at face value, as ways to improve your writing. However, if they ARE spiteful, flaming comments, rest assured that the writers are just immature bastards with too much time on their hands. :P Regina: "JM, just continue writing, because it's only through experimenting that people find their potential! If you receive bad comments, rebel! STILL continue writing! Heh. I love rebellion. The sound of it excites me! Haha." *falls over giggling* It doesn't take much to excite regina, does it? REBELLION! REBELLION! RRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEBBBBBEEELLLLLLLLLIONNNNNNNNNNN!!! All together now. "Do you hear the people ssiiing, singing a song of angry men..." :P Anyhoo. Just realize how much I'm fond of that Sixpence None the Richer song, "Kiss Me". It's such a sweet, simple, innocent love song. I won't type the lyrics here, cuz I'm sure most people know the words; if you know them, think about the for a bit, listen to the song again. I'd want a romance like that someday. :) Another song I like. Rebecca Pidgeon's "Grandmother". Well, well I'm young I'm a young girl Well I mean I'm a young woman Not too young Not too old Just right Right in the middle Just about right in the middle And then well Well I guess I'll get a little older God willing Guess I'll just get A wee bit older And then I'll be, yes That's right An older woman Mmm Hmm And as the years roll on and on and on I'll keep on getting older God willing Cos then well Well I guess Nothin' for it I'm gonna be If God wills it Yes that's right An old woman An old old woman And as the years roll on and on and on I'll keep on getting older God willing But you'll still say I'm beautiful I'll still be beautiful inside And lovely to you huh Baby? Lovely to you huh Baby? And I'll say to them young 'uns Hey kids! Kids! Gather round Gather round me now When your grandfather and I were young... Viv wished for the moon @ 7:54 PM Ah, happiness is a pair of glasses perched on your nose. I seem to share some kind of symbiosis with mine -- I feel inadequate without my glasses on. I would like to try wearing a Pince-Nez sometime, for the sheer heck of it. Or sunglasses the kind Morpheus wore in the Matrix, which just sit on your nose bridge without the ear supports. Grooovay. Feel drained...I spent the whole day running around, and tomorrow's gonna be busier. My first drama rehearsal is tomorrow morning; I'm pretty excited about that. Then there's a party by the Humanities classes, and community service...phew! For once, a social calendar of mine own. *_* Just don't feel like signing out of Blog... feel like just sitting here, typing and rambling all night, for the entire world (or at least denizens of the Internet) to hear/read. At any rate, I'll improve my touchtyping skills. They seem to have deteriorated somehow. Perhaps I have arthritis. Or maybe I'm pregnant. *_* Which is highly unlikely since I've yet to get laid (I'll leave that for after Holy Matrimony tho, thanks very much *_* ), but hey, you'll never know. Virgin conception is actually a known scientific phenomenon, it's happened once before in some lady other than Virgin Mary. I read somewhere. *_* <-- New smiley I've been playing with, obviously. Viv wished for the moon @ 10:07 AM Crud. I've discovered a major new problem, called "Help me, I can't remove my lenses, dammit." *Small voice* help! Viv wished for the moon @ 1:37 AM Went to get fitted with toric monthly disposable contact lenses today. The good news is, my power has fallen to less than 300 degrees in both eyes; the bad news is, my astigmatism has increased yet again, to 250 per eye. Which means finding lenses that will give me ideal vision will be extremely tricky; they correct only up to 175 astigmatism, and as my myopia isn't so bad anyway, generally the benefits for my eyes won't be that outstanding on the whole. So here I am, squinting around with trial lenses. I gotta get used to them all over again; I wore them before, but gave up cuz they were giving me way too many problems. Now comes their chance to redeem themselves before me!!! *muahahahahaha* Gonna see a movie later, and debating whether to remove my lenses, which ironically, are making my vision worse than before. :/ Viv wished for the moon @ 1:36 AM Wednesday, March 13, 2002 I'm TS Elliot! :) Mr Cat Man.You are T.S. Eliot Your are introspective and have an affinity for creatures that purr. You also have a tendency to doubt yourself. You can see the beauty in the world - don't let it pass you by! Take the Which Poet are You? Quiz - brought to you out of boredom and pretention! Or, Alfred Lord Tennyson. You are Alfred Lord Tennyson You are very analytical and like to debate. You want truth and beauty. For you, it seems that every cloud has a silver lining. You believe it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Take the Which Poet are You? Quiz - brought to you out of boredom and pretention! Or Emily Dickinson. This is getting a tad tiresome now. :P You are Emily Dickinson You are reclusive and imaginative. Not too many people know the real you, as you almost always keep your emotions locked up inside. You have a devout belief in God yet can be, at times, curiously analytical. Even still, you have passion and longing teaming beneath your surface that only a select few will ever know. You tend to deny your loneliness. Take the Which Poet are You? Quiz - brought to you out of boredom and pretention! I think those three describe me best; I was given a whole long list actually, to pick and choose from, including Sylvia Plath *spasms*, which makes me think this is a dumbass test because even though I clicked that I'm NOT cynical about human life, and I DON'T go into deep bouts of depression, they still listed me as having the characteristics of Plath. Un-reeeeaaaal. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:06 PM Tuesday, March 12, 2002 
Which Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy character are you? This I like. :) Viv wished for the moon @ 9:03 AM Yay! I made it through drama auditions, to qualify for the main college production of 'How the Other Half Loves', by Alan Somethingorother. Some British chap. I play Teresa, a harried housewife with a drunk unfaithful husband and a fussy baby. Whee! I really look forward to this 'un, it'll be a new challenge. Drama challenges are my favourites. :) First rehearsal is this Friday, and I'm really psyched!! ^_^ Viv wished for the moon @ 8:37 AM Oh poo. I got a pimple on my ear, and it hurts every time I put a phone receiver to it. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:34 AM Monday, March 11, 2002 Hmm, that's a new one. I must be schizo. :P
Which Rainbow Brite kid are you? By  Growing.
I so do not like girly stuff! >:( Regina's up to her nonsense again. So's Aine. Nasty little girls, they is. Heeheehee Viv wished for the moon @ 9:04 AM *A little cheered* I'm an elf. :) I Am A: Chaotic Good Elf Bard Druid Alignment: Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups. Race: Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently conccern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance. Primary Class: Bards are the entertainers. They sing, dance, and play instruments to make other people happy, and, frequently, make money. They also tend to dabble in magic a bit. Secondary Class: Druids are a special variety of Cleric who serves the Earth, and can call upon the power in the earth to accomplish their goals. They tend to be somewhat fanatical about defending natural settings. Deity: Hanali Cenanil is the Chaotic Good elven goddess of love, beauty, and art. She is also known as the Heart of Gold and Lady Goldheart. Her followers delight in creation and youth, and work to spread happiness, love, and beauty. Their preferred weapon is the dagger. Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy of NeppyMan (e-mail)Nicked off Cobra's blog. Respect. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:56 AM Sunday, March 10, 2002 My whole damn entry just got wiped out by some stupid error. I'm irritated enough already, and I don't need this extra piece of crap.*thoroughly p1ssed off* When I grow up, I shall be a happy hermit. Viv wished for the moon @ 10:17 PM :P Viv wished for the moon @ 7:23 AM bye. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:23 AM My My, it's been a very busy day for Vivienne's Blog! :P And it gets better, I have my one week break ahead, so I can bomb this thing! Muahahaha. Now if only to get people to update their blogs... *schemes* Over and out. I hope. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:13 AM
 You're Nekoi Yuzuriha!
You enclose your victims in a coffine lined with spikes, piercing choice places like the eyes, liver and kidneys. Ouch. Ease up on people you're angry with a little. You can't kill them -all-. What torture would you be? Woohoo! This gets better. ^_^ Viv wished for the moon @ 7:06 AM
Oh dear...^^;; Sux. And I took the test twice too, and got the same result. Gag! Hmm. I personally like Peanut Butter tho. It used to be my favourite comfort food. I'm wondering if it qualifies as an aphrodesiac. You think? Gee...I'm not welcome. How lovely. *sob* Viv wished for the moon @ 7:03 AM I love a good survey! Hee...there's the whole thread of 'em at Aimee's Forum, that's where I put mine. :P Presenting Vivienne: Uncensored and Uncut. You have been warned, Monkey Boys and Girls. APPEARANCE - hair: blackish, straight and a little past shoulder length. - eyes: brown - height: 1.58m (do the math yourself, I'm useless.) - weight: 54kg (ditto) - figure: I have big birthin' hips.:P Average build. STYLE - clothing: Jeans and sleeveless shirts, black, white or orange. - music: Lotsa types! But mainly Oldies, from the early 90s working backwards - makeup: Not allowed in school, usually just for stage performance. Outside of that, don't wear it often, but when I do it's just lipgloss and foundation. Ooh, face glitter's good. :) - body art: none. Tralala. Oh, but I've scribbled stuff on my palm, does that count? RIGHT NOW - wearing: White Billabong Tee and navy cargo shorts - music: The mynahs causing a ruckus outside. :( - thinking of: The econs assignment I'm putting off to do this. - feeling: very full, and very thirsty. LAST THING YOU... - bought: Green pencil leads! Just this afternoon. - did: Went to the loo to take a tinkle - read: This post. Before that, an email. - watched on tv: The Powerpuff Girls yesterday EITHER / OR - club or houseparty: Houseparties rock! (Truth-or-Dare sessions late into the night) - tea or coffee: Um, do Frappucinos and Ice Blends count? - high achiever or easy-going: High Achiever - cats or dogs: dogs - single or taken: single - pen or pencil: pencil to draw, pen to write. - gloves or mittens: gloves. Leather ones. :P - food or candy: depends on mood. Usually food. - cassette or cd: cd - snuff or cigarettes: yuck! - coke or pepsi: coke - matches or a lighter: lighter - sunset beach or the bold and the beautiful: whar? Um, sunset beach? - rickie lake or oprah winfrey: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn. WHO DO YOU WANT TO... - kill: Cathy Guisewhite, bimbotic airheads, Jeff Katzenberg, and whoever writes bad sequels for Disney movies. - hear from: A coupla classmates, old friends overseas, Scuzzy. - tickle: Nobody, cuz I'll get tickled back. - look like: What I see in the mirror now - be like: Jesus! :) FAVORITE - food: Chocolate, and spicy food. Mmmmm - drink: Starbucks' Rumba Frapp, and canned ice lemon tea - color: blue, orange, bronze. Bright colours. - album: dC Talk's Supernatural - shoes: Ankle boots! Tho they hurt after a while. - site: My blog? :P - song: Fast Car, by Tracy Chapman. - vegetable: Red peppers - fruit: watermelon - last book you read: Hey, ain't this like the questions above? Anyway, half of Willo Davis Roberts' 'Hostage' - last movie you saw: The Truman Show - last movie you saw on the big screen: Spirited Away - last phone number you called: my mom. - last show you watched on TV: The Powerpuff Girls - last song you heard: Sergio Mendes' 'The Look of Love' - last thing you had to drink: Coke. - last thing you ate: BK's Rendang Double Extra Value Meal, upsized. Oooooohhh...full... - last time you showered: Yesterday night - last time you cried: Coupla days ago - last time you smiled: While doing this survey - last time you laughed: Laugh alot! But my last laughing fit was on Friday at someone's place. - last person you hugged: my Senior, Sam, on Friday, I THINK. Can't recall. - last person you kissed: My toddler cousin during Chinese New Year. He's adorable! :) Before that, Scuzzy. - last thing you said: "Yeah, okay" (With reference to my Mum asking me to go take a shower) - last person you talked to online: Bloodraven - last person you talked to on the phone: my mum. - last thing you smelled: Cookies n Coffee!! ^_^ DO YOU... - smoke: hell no. - do drugs: likewise. - drink: Does in Tiramisu count? :P If so, yeah. - sleep with stuffed animals: Nup, I'm allergic. - have a crush: currently, no. - have a boyfriend/girlfriend: likewise. - have a dream that keeps coming back: Yeah...it's been my recurring nightmare since I was 7 to be late for school. Curses!! - play an instrument: Piano, recorder, and I play a mean triangle. - believe there is life on other planets: Nope. - read the newspaper: Less often than I ought. :( On a daily basis, the Life! Section. - have any gay or lesbian friends: no - believe in miracles: yes! - believe it's possible to remain faithful forever: yes - consider yourself tolerant of others: not very. - consider police a friend or foe: friends!! - like the taste of alcohol: bleah. - have a favorite Stooge: Never watched. - believe in astrology: No. - believe in magic: Yes, but from the Dark Side. - pray: Not as often as I should be, but yes. - go to church: Yes. - have any secrets: Very few. Unless you count that time when I was 5, where...oh, nevermind. - have any pets: Doggie! :) - go to or plan to go to college: Plan to. Definitely. - have a degree: not yet. Hope to. - talk to strangers who instant message you: just to ask them who on Earth they are. - wear hats: Yep, but not often, I get hat hair. - have any piercings: My ear piercings closed up some time ago. - have any tattoos: no - hate yourself: sometimes, but it passes. - have a "hot spot": Um, haven't figured out where. - wish on stars: No. - like your handwriting: Love it! :) - believe in witches: Yes. - believe in Satan: Yes. - believe in ghosts: No. - trust others easily: depends who - like sarcasm: Like, no, I so totally hate it. (read: Yes...in small quantities) - take walks in the rain: Yes I do, and I love it. - kiss with your eyes closed: Wish I did. - sing in the shower: Hell Yeeeeaaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My favourite activity anywhere (aside from drawing and sleeping) If you've read until this point, I say you must be a very bored person. And I have too much time on my hands. :P Viv wished for the moon @ 6:48 AM Friday, March 08, 2002 Down with a horrid sneezing fit today. It clogs up my mind and renders me incapable of logical thought.Anyway, our debate was yesterday, and we lost it...somehow not too surprised, as we went in not terribly prepared. I started off coherently enough, but realized when I came nearly to the end that the bell to mark the end of 3 and a half minutes hadn't even rung yet, and so I waffled and rambled until 3 mins and 59 seconds. Its strange, I don't quite remember what I said anymore. It's how it always is, my mouth on remote and my mind switched off. Terrifying. Graffiti cafe, at the The Annex at The Heeren (Which redefines Japanese Pop Culture Invasion in Singapore) is holding a comic and illustration competition, but chances are they'll want Manga/Anime type stuff; all the drawings pinned on the walls are of that variety, and everyone seems to have a site on www.sganime.org. And I can't do anime! But I do want the chance to join an art competition for once, just for the experience. Sigh. What issit with Anime anyway? Ok, it's cute, and it's a very delicate intricate style, but I don't get the incurable obsession. I mean, big eyes, purple hair, long limbs on nubile frames? Remove the costumes from these characters and let their hair down, and you can't tell one character from the next. 9_9 The plots...well...I admit I do like Hayao Miyazaki, but I do wish he'd speed up the action on his movies, especially on Spirited Away. It's epic and lush, but just too darn draggy! Princess Mononoke, on the other hand, was brilliant. But I digress. Most of these plots take ages to get going simply cuz they follow in the manga tradition of taking up 20+ volumes to tell one story. So talk to any Anime fanboy/fangirl and ask, "What the heck's going on?" And they'll say, "Oh, you have to read Volume #Eleventy-three of Blah blah blah series to find out what's happening." I stand in awe... :P Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the stuff, just not my cuppa darjeeling, that's all. I love the Heeren, it's such a vibrant, bustling joint. The Annex, for all its lurid lights and even more lurid clientele, is a very cosy quirky place, full of unexpected gems of accessories and clothing. It's nice to just wander through and soak it all in. And the Graffiti Cafe is a nice place to go look at pretty pictures people draw; yes, they're Manga, but I do look at the artists' technique and colours for ideas I can adapt to my own art. Ooh, and there's also a spiffy COMIC STORE!!!!! :) :) :) :) Melikes!! *hyper* I need to drag someone along for a Heeren marathon one of these days. I wish I had something deeper to ruminate upon and type out here. This all seems rather shallow. Where's inspiration when you need it? Viv wished for the moon @ 10:58 PM Thursday, March 07, 2002 Watch this pic long enough. I mean it, watch it reeeeaaal long. And call your General Practitioner afterwards. No, really. *still having the heebie jeebies and in shock*Switch on your speakers too. What's wrong with this pic? Viv wished for the moon @ 7:15 PM I updated my Elfwood site! ^_^ One new pic from ages and centuries ago, but well...ahh, read the main page for what's been happening. *dances around, very pleased with self* Oh, the cleverness of me! Viv wished for the moon @ 5:46 AM Wednesday, March 06, 2002 Heee, Regina's blog is undeniably funny...you have to go read it. :) Even if you don't know her it's very amusing, she's a really quirky gal!Feeling a little better today, if not a tad stressed about debate. I did go around with a black face for a while, and got snippy at a couple of people. Arguably they said things that even under normal circumstances I'd find pretty lewd, but I guess I could've reacted a little more sedately/humorously to them. Feeling semi-repentant. Ah well, big whoop. This House supports Humanitiarian Intervention, and we're proposing. I'm the 3rd speaker, which means I go up and bitch about how lousy the opposition is in 4 minutes or less. Whee, fun. No really, it is. :P Ok, I should sound more educated and contemplative, shouldn't I? No brain juice left, tho. Ah well. *zones* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:15 AM Tuesday, March 05, 2002 Phew! I'm pooped... I intended to go for a prayer meeting after school, but I couldn't find the place, so ended up wandering all the way up to National Junior College, and taking a bus home. My arms ache, I guess that's what I deserve for carrying around a pencilcase that weighs a gold bar. ^^;;Everyone seems to love my pencilcase; it's a large orange canvas one, from Billabong, a gift from my Chinese Tuition teacher (who is a wonderful motherly lady too! The group of us used to call her Mama Bear.), and it's usually stuffed to bursting with a host of dried up ballpoint pens, plastic pieces fallen off from mechanical pencils, empty mechanical lead cases and random brushpens, colerase pencils and art markers. Cuz of the latter my pencilcase is often an education for friends who wander over and start rooting through. "What's this?" They'll ask, and I'll go, "Oh, that's a fan-bristled paintbrush" , etc. Quite frankly, I use less than a third of the things in my pencilcase, but I just can't be bothered to clear it out. You'll never know when a ruined stapler might come in handy, ya know. Inter CT debate semifinals are this Friday, and the school debators in our class made a strange pact with our opponents, our fellow Humanities classmates, next door: None of them will speak, and field only nonschool speakers. I fall in that classification. Argh! I haven't debated in ages, and I just end up blowing around a lot of hot air. I hope we all can pull this off. But even then, we all agree, if we have to lose to a team, might as well be the one from the other humanities class. It's all in th' brotherhood. Sigh. Just a little wistful as I think back to the friendships I've made the first 2.5 months in Junior College, and reflect on the current state of some of them. It's sad when friendships slowly fade. If it's reciprocal it's not so bad, where both parties find other interests and many more compatible companions, but when a friend drifts away and the other misses his/her camaraderie...well that's a very painful thing...especially when you think back about the memories and conversations you've shared before, and how they don't happen anymore. But then again, things do change. Who knows? Maybe they'll be rekindled. Maybe they're not destined to last, or be deep. Only God knows. Even then, as a person, you just can't help wanting it to come back. Viv wished for the moon @ 4:43 AM Monday, March 04, 2002 OK, now it's working, and it seems I'm stuck at this buggy URL, with a rather silly 'm' tagged on the back of 'imaginarium', for a long while. Or at least until I figure out this doohickey. Alright, back to Geography. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:45 AMSigh, it's a long story...what a beginning! Blogger messed me up; I can no longer use http://imaginarium.blogspot.com cuz I can't login. :( Then now, Oh, drat! :( Sorry, what a way to begin my inaugural Blog entry, but one nice whole piece I painstakingly typed out just now just got swallowed when I reclicked the 'Posts' Button. Curses!! Now that that's done with, Hi to anyone seeing this and Huzzahs for me! I've finally found a new way to waste Internet time! Ick, I don't really like this template, it's too bright and doesn't fit with my theme. So I tried to click on 'Template' to fiddle with the HTML, and see if I could change the graphics, and then got scared witless when I saw the long lines of computerish gobbledegook (see HTML) and remembered how abysmal my web skills are. Gads. But rest assured, monkey boys and girls, when Vivienne gets this right, she'll be back with avengeance!!!!! *vows revenge upon Blog* I'd say more, but there's a huge horrid stack of Geography notes on slope recession beckoning to me, and I'm afraid their allure (gag, spit, hack) is terribly hard to resist. There was an essay on 'em due today as well, which I didn't do, but in the defence of nearly the entire geography class (what, 12 of us?), only one of my classmates knew about the assignment and its deadline, so we have valid excuses for not having produced anything vaguely essaylike. Heehee Jac, tough luck, girl! Oh well, at least you get to laugh at the lot of us. Charming! Wow, I just got an SMS! I love those things. :) Gonna go check it, and conveniently sign off. Ciao for nao! Viv wished for the moon @ 6:35 AM |
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Head in the clouds Vivienne Wong was hatched on the 12th of June 1985 and hails from Singapore, which contrary to popular belief, is not a colony of Japan. Formerly of Raffles Girls' Primary and Secondary School and then of Hwa Chong Junior College's Humanities Scheme, she is currently readjusting herself to the finer points of academia (read: she hasn't studied in ages and is really overworked) in her 2nd year at Nanyang Technological University Communication Studies. However she is currently spending the semester on the snowy plains of Ithaca College, New York, and lovin' it. Otherwise, she likes talking about herself in the third person, drawing, acting, comics, watching cartoons, eating Italian food, light rock, Irish music, Broadway tunes, acoustic guitar riffs, drawing some more and singing loudly in the bathroom. On the other hand, she dislikes unmotivated people, afternoon naps, the conventional, and people who are either smelly or wearing clothes too tight for them so that they end up bulging. Contactable here.
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