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Tuesday, April 30, 2002 He doesn't See Me::Sarah Brightman:: When he passes me by He's a ray of light Like the first drop of sun From the sky And I know he's a king Who deserves a queen But I am not a queen And he doesn't see me When he dances He moves me to a smile And I see everything Near him shine There's a grace in his ways That I can't contain I haven't that grace Oh, I haven't that grace And the closer he gets I can't help but hide So ashamed Of my body and voice There are boundaries We pass in spite of the war But our own We can't seem to cross She has a way that surrounds her So delicate With a glory that reigns in her life She is also so much that she is not These things I can't see 'Cause he doesn't see me Oh... And he doesn't see me There are things we can change If we just choose to fight But the walls of injustice are high When he passes me by He's a ray of light Like the first drop of sun From the sky And I know he's a king Who deserves a queen Someone other than me So different from me Oh... He doesn't see me Oh... He doesn't see me He doesn't see me Sounds much better sung out loud by the indomitable Sarah Brightman, AKA the ex-Mrs Andrew Lloyd Weber. :P Viv wished for the moon @ 8:44 PM Oh, glorious May Day! Holiday! A day which my utterly British tutors (a red-faced assortment of rather belligerent characters, 100% English and 99.3% lovable) have declared is set aside to protest for worker's rights. Ha! I'd love to see them at it. Whereas the rest of us humanz kiahs, in line with our pledge to live out "A Tradition of Excellence, a Lifestyle of Decadence", will do nothing but loll around at home, or laze around in town, whichever is applicable. I have rehearsals though, afterwards. Nevermind, fun!! :) It's coming along and coming together ok, and I think we're making good time. In support of the local film industry (fine, I was bored after school), I saw TalkingCock: The Movie yesterday. So-so stuff, I guess. It was funny at the beginning, then started to get a tad pedantic and hackneyed toward the end. It was as though the satirical element lost steam as the director started to 'play it straight' in the last half hour; another thing I found a bit niggling was the film's concerted effort to be a satire. Sometimes it seemed a bit contrived, like the director was trying too hard. The film was only an hour and a half long, but time seemed to drag so much! I think part of my difficulty was that almost half of the film was in Hokkien or Malay, and though there were subtitles, they seemed to lack some of the punch and raunchiness of the original language. Ah well...though I must say it's a helluva lot better than some other local films I've seen. :P Crisis. My economic situation is in peril; I owe my brother a new farecard, and I have S$10 to bring me through the rest of the week, including lunch today (after-rehearsal lunches tend to make me spend more. Gah!) and recesses and lunches tomorrow and Friday. Argh! And that's only if I can convince my mother to give me the $10 -- usually I save that for weekend spending, and normally ask her to keep it from me till Saturday. But desperate situations have arisen, comrades. To arms!!! *shudders* Have you ever seen waist-long armpit hair? It's hideous. It's scary. It's hideously scary. *shudder* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:35 PM Monday, April 29, 2002 Tired. Good and bad -- econs test got pushed back to tomorrow. And horribly enough, I don't feel like studying anymore, I'm so tired...it was the annual track and field meet today. Quite a non-event really; it rained so hard in the early afternoon we thought the meet would be postponed, but instead they simply pushed it back to when the sky eased up, more than an hour behind schedule. The meet, rather poorly organized and attended by a motley assortment of reluctant characters (the student body), ended only at 7. Though the cheerleading was pretty good, it went on for too long, and everyone quickly got oversaturated with the typical "Bring it On" routines. Ended up sitting around occasionally screaming for my faculty, jeering at the science facs and bullying the guys in my senior class. And I got my butt soaked because of the drenched bleachers, and got bits of cardboard on it too. The counsellors laid down cardboard sheets for people to sit on but for some reason the moisture below on the bleachers very rapidly soaked through to my skirt. Luckily it got no further -- Hwa Chong uniforms, after all, have a reputation of durable waterproofness and, incidentally, 6 seconds of fireproof-ness.Status : at present, writer is fed, washed, and fairly relaxed, bordering on lethargic. *droops* Blarg. Gotta get off the computer soon, my mother is gonna make noise pretty quick. Hmm. Teehee. A rather amusing image came to mind today -- a girl playing "Loves me, Loves me not" with a guy's chest hair. And the poor dude cringing and gonna bawl. Awwwwww. By Vivienne's sick, pervy standards it cries to be illustrated!!! And it will be! Hahahahahaha!!!! Viv wished for the moon @ 8:43 AM Sunday, April 28, 2002 Econs test! Aggghhh!!! Tomorrow!!! Panic!!! Argh!!!!!*putz* Hello, my name is HAL and I like cheese. *burnout* *pwt* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:44 AM Saturday, April 27, 2002 The Saga Continues. To add to yesterday's mayhem, my wallet got burgled during community service last night at the children's care centre. Ironic, huh? Kinda my fault I guess...I left it in a corner with other people's bags and such, naively believing that these good little kiddles would leave all our things damn well alone. And then my senior, who I trust didn't take anything, handed me back my wallet at the end of the session, and when I checked it at the bus terminal I discovered the theft. I called my senior and she informed me that she found my wallet on the Hi-Fi system in the room -- rather far from where I originally left it! >:(Anyhoo whoever filched from it took all 3 of my bus cards (two of which belong to someone else!), plus S$6. However this person was also kind enough to leave behind S$2 for me. *_* Wonderful. The first time I manage to save more than S$5 in a week is the day it gets stolen by some snotty two-bit punk kid. I had to borrow money to get home. Apparently there have been a spate of thefts at the centre, so my seniors in charge are planning to give all of them kidlets a talking down next week. *fume* My fault or no, it made me so angry to know that someone had invaded my privacy, seen my things, and not only that, taken what's sure as hell not theirs. That's well enough for one day. Then to compound matters further, my mother gave me a lecture about leaving my wallet around, followed by Silent Treatment. This morning, I assume she was still angry at her daughter's idiocy because she quickly got arguementative and snappish and very sarcastic over matters of hair gel with me, assuring me that she wouldn't talk to me; I had ruined her day and asking if I was happy to have done so. *_* Naturally I was very upset after breakfast (all this happened during or before...time's horribly elastic, ain't it?) when I went for rehearsal, but cooled a bit afterwards, since rehearsals are theraputic, and so's lunch. :) I messaged my dad, who said to understand her. I guess I do...I was pretty belligerent but like they say, two to tango. I blame possibly menopause on my mother's part, and as for me, the natural arrogance and cheek that comes with being a teenager. Things are alright now. It's a tacit agreement that matters upstanding are to be dropped between us, and everything's pretty much hunky-dory again. Ne! :) *sighs mightily* Ah well. What can I say? C'est la vie. Somebody pass me a tonic water. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:25 AM Friday, April 26, 2002 You know what I really hate? When people make promises and then don't keep them. I really, really, really hate that.I've just encountered such a person. And it hurts. I wonder if this person is aware. Or is she too blissfully happy with her own life, one of the beautiful ones, unable to see beyond the tiny bubble of her friendships and social existence? It was insensitive and irresponsible. I wonder if she knows. But I'm afraid to bring it up -- I'm afraid of getting too emotional, and end up making a scene, saying hateful things that come from the heat of the moment, only to regret later... Nothing like a good p*ss-off to crown off a lovely week, is there? I can't decide how to put this even clearer. I'm angry. Very angry. *cries* Viv wished for the moon @ 6:26 AM Clean! Das right, monkey boys and girls, Vivienne is 100% Diabetes free! Went down for the test at the clinic today (and got to skip Physical Ed...haha!), and the doc (who's also named Vivienne!) has certified me bona fide clean. It was a urine test; the first time I've ever taken one. Like, cool! ^_^ it was definitely easier than I thought it would be. I toyed with the idea of drinking loads of water the whole day and keeping it all in till sample time came, but I decided not being able to take a urine test was ultimately far less mortifying than exploding my bladder all over the LT floor. *ahem* Admittedly hearing the outcome (hell, the whole episode in general) was a little embarassing, after all the worrying and such. Don't laugh, you would've if you were me! But then again I tend to err on the side of neurotism (is there such a term?), often resembling a headless chicken in my attempts to convince myself that the Worst is Yet to Be (cheap jibe at ACS. Ha!). Anyhoo, I was so relieved after the checkup that I went and gorged myself on a s'more flavoured granola bar. MmmMMMMmm...s'mores. A brief interlude. A friend just wandered over and informed me that genocide is his solution for an overpopulated planet. I personally prefer sending old people off to Mars but well, to each his own.Woopah. Ooh I know, what about rearing pod children? Growing and harvesting them like green beans, and giving them a shelf life, after which they get transformed into compost to sustain the new pod younglings. Charming. Siah: You and your non-existent HTML skills!! >:( IMO your blog's fine...really; well, let's just say it's alot more interesting than it looks. :) You know, like don't judge a book by its cover. Refrain from poisioning the well. Never smile at a crocodile. And so on and so forth. Of course though...if you did follow simple instructions (hint, HINT) to learn how to set up links, you wouldn't have that much problem at all, Monkeyboy! Hope the remainder of the exams go well. Or else, my condolences. :P I possess the soul of a poet. And the mind of an engineer. When called upon, I can analyse and organize with great facility. And still I can feel, and express what I feel by putting a shade to each emotion, in any medium I choose. Oooh. Kinda grooovay, ain't it? *beams* Viv wished for the moon @ 5:36 AM Thursday, April 25, 2002 How dumb of me!!! I thought RJC concert was next Wednesday, and stayed home yesterday night. Then Regina called me at 10pm and asked why I wasn't there that evening. Argh!! It was YESTERDAY!!! *smacks self* I can't believe I was so stupid. Apparently Geri sent me a message that morning, which I didn't receive because she sent it to my old number. But I should've doublechecked with someone in school who was going. So I left Geri and Regina at the train station that evening, holding my ticket and waiting for me, who didn't show at all. Feel bad...*_*...and I heard the concert was really good. Double D'oh!!!Kinda scared. I know this sounds absolutely ludicrous...but I suspect I MAY have diabetes. Yeah yeah...maybe I'm just being fatalistic and a hypochondriac. But I might have the symptoms, and I'm worried. I just hope I'm not overreacting. This will all look really dumb if/when I find out I really don't have diabetes, I know, but ah well. I'm gonna check myself up tonight. Oh dear. *crosses fingers...prays* Viv wished for the moon @ 6:39 AM Wednesday, April 24, 2002 Regina: Be yourself. Keep a stiff upper lip, and like Jiamin said, FIGHT. Keep your head up and keep your pride, and keep your respect for yourself. :) We love ya, girl! :) *hugs*Becky: You want Sunday or Saturday? Quick girl! Just toss a coin, and confirm with me by tomorrow? SMS me. :) I'll check when the bulk of my class is going, and sign you on for that day. Don't worry...my clan/tribe/class is a bunch of very nice, very crazy people! I'll make sure they take good care of you...or they'll get it from me...*growls* ;) Anyone in church you know who would be keen to go? Viv wished for the moon @ 8:48 AM Rehearsals are fun now. I am in the company of a very gifted cast, and they are so hilarious! Very easy, and extremely fun to work with too. We're still a bit strange to each other but I hope that situation will rectify itself when we start working even more intensively and even closer in the coming month. Previously that's how I've bonded with other casts. Bonding is very, very important to make all the characters and the play work. And aside from that, and more importantly, it's the memories of the camaraderie, friendship and bonding that stay on long after the curtains close on final production night (which I always hate...:( ). Those are the best memories of all. ^_^ *grin* Anyhoo, we've finally moved on to Act 2, and I think I have one of the nicest little moments with the actor who plays my husband. Ain't that sweet? Altogether now. Awwwwww..... Viv wished for the moon @ 8:37 AM Happy Birthday, Aaron! Yep, it was kid brother's birthday today. Tyker turns 14. They grow up soooo fast, don't they? *bawls* Growing more and more un-bullyable. What's a big sister to do? Anyway. I had Chunky Monkey. MmmmMmmm...Chunky Monkey. MmmMMmmm. *Reduced to inarticulacy* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:30 AM Monday, April 22, 2002 lalala. I need a shower. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:31 AMJiamin: I've bought the tix! Now YOU, GERI, REGINA and LIYING must come for HCJC Drama Production! It's this comedy by Alan Ackroyd called "How the Other Half Loves", about 3 couples and the manic messes their marital affairs get them into. And I'm acting!! *ego trip* I play Teresa, a harried young mother with a husband who drinks too much, doesn't seem to care and is having an affair. Ooooh, yum. :P It's at TCHS Drama Centre at TCHS *Cue a round of 'duh's*, on the 25th and 26th of May, Saturday and Sunday respectively, at 7.30pm. Tickets are $8,and if you guys are actually KEEN to go, give me a holler by this Wednesday, ya hear? :) Pleaaaassseee go if you can! Humour me!!!! :P Right. *Ahem* That ends my little pitch. I'm tired now...toodles. :) Viv wished for the moon @ 8:09 AM
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Which Fellowship Actor are YOU? Booyah, I'm a flamin' Scotsman. Hand me a kilt. I may be a nut-brown colleen but this whole thing has me flummoxed. Och. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:06 AM Sunday, April 21, 2002 Blarg. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:07 AMTomorrow. Physical fitness test. Geography test. Where's Never Never Land when you need it? Viv wished for the moon @ 9:06 AM Cromwell, I charge thee. Fling away thy ambition, for by that sin fell the angels. The quote above has nothing to do with my current frame of mind, or situation. I just thought it was pretty cool. Oh dear...I think I may have seriously annoyed somebody over the weekend. Argh. Better try some damage control tomorrow. :( The last thing I need is a scrape like this. Damn... Viv wished for the moon @ 9:05 AM Friday, April 19, 2002  Which movie heroine are you? Yuck. Don't quite buy that. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:25 AM Thursday, April 18, 2002 Rant of the Day.Worldist views on Religion. Man, I hate those. All these smug, self-assured cocksure professors who think rationality is everything, that even religion, spirituality, belief in a god, can be explained as merely a matter or synapses and primal fear. It's the ancient desire for control, power coming into play. Man wanting to believe that ultimately, he is in control of his own destiny, that he is the beginning and end of his own universe. Yes, I'll admit that I have a considerable bias (oh well, I suppose that's quite an understatement) toward Monotheism anyway. And so the uninformed way many supposedly educated and intelligent people address my beliefs naturally annoys me. A whole lot. Viz this passage from John Wilson's "Religion": "In the old days, many Christians seemed to use their religion to do the job which we now think to be better done by science." Fair enough. "Christians would dispute the facts of evolution, or claim as 'miracles' events which we now either think did not occur at all, or can explain scientifically. In the same sort of way primitive peoples might believe that their gods 'swallow the moon' during an eclipse." What is he trying to imply by this metaphor? What is the implication? We're uncivilised in holding to faith and not accepting EVERYTHING that is nice and fuzzy and wonderful about science? We're ignorant, and uninformed? "-- they do not have that kind of God. We have science instead." I really, really, despise this kind of egotistical statement. "Oh, we are brilliant! From our own minds comes the study of our world, Science, and no spiritual entity can compare with the art of our own minds." I could go on for alot longer, but I'd just be hammering down the same point. I don't know how ranty and emotional this sounds. Not too much I hope. I'm sorry if you are in any way upset by what I believe, but I won't delete this off. Just don't read my blog, if you choose. Well hey, don't we all love freedom of expression here? That's what everyone who has a blog got one for, isn't it? Anyway. I'm in the school library, which would explain where I got the 'Religion' book from. I guess I should get down to studying now. I have another silly John Donne poetry test coming up. And my thigh hurts, I whammed it against the corner of the keyboard drawer.*_* Becoming remarkably accident prone. I must be pregnant. Oh dear. Oh wait...that's kind of unlikely. To date, my sexual encounters come up to a grand total of -3. Hmm...perhaps I have ebola. Yay. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:31 PM Love Changes Everything ::From Andrew Lloyd Weber's 'Aspects of Love':: Love, Love changes everything: Hands and faces, Earth and sky, Love, Love changes everything: How you live and How you die Love Can make the summer fly, Or a night Seem like a lifetime. Yes, Love, Love changes everything: Now I tremble At your name. Nothing in the World will ever Be the same. Love, Love changes everything: Days are longer, Words mean more. Love, Love changes everything: Pain is deeper Than before. Love Will turn your world around, And that world Will last for ever. Yes, Love, Love changes everything, Brings you glory, Brings you shame. Nothing in the World will ever Be the same. Off Into the world we go, Planning futures, Shaping years. Love, Bursts in, and suddenly All our wisdom Disappears. Love Makes fools of everyone: All the rules We make are broken. Yes, Love, Love changes everyone. Live or perish In its flame. Love will never, Never let you Be the same. ** I look around me, and this rings so true now... Viv wished for the moon @ 8:06 AM Ok...upset now...well yeah I did get the scholarship...but some people I didn't expect NOT to get the scholarship DIDN'T get it, and vice versa...what the...? :( Man... Viv wished for the moon @ 7:52 AM Scholarship!! :) I got it, I THINK. I found out from a friend that the results were out in school, so I contacted someone in school to ask. But he's not that sure, but he thinks I did get it ; after all, 10 people didn't, and if you're not one of those 10 (which he spotted first) logically it follows that you must've gotten the moolah. So I'm crossing my fingers till tomorrow, when I find out for sure; if I didn't get it, expect never to see this post up anymore. :P I'm very, very thankful to God. Very much. I really didn't expect to get it, though I did hope...:) Oh! I managed to make Becky succumb to the lure of that aimless, mindless activity we call blogging. Darnit...she's writing deep arty scuttlebutt. I get a headache reading that stuff! *grumbles about avant garde wannabe poets who write strange poetry and call it 'Blood Cheese' or some other weird obscure name* Viv wished for the moon @ 7:44 AM Wednesday, April 17, 2002 Tup te tup. Ladidah. Bored. Block tests are over. Now I should turn my attention to Geography next week. But I feel lazy. Not good. Argh.Becko-Gecko: Yay! You've got a blog! Now if only you'd tell me the address??? *big hint* OK, I think ranting like I did about my art yesterday wasn't very nice...apologies to all and sundry. I'm nowhere in any position to demand that people comment on my art. :/ Selfish of me, I guess. What can I say? It's just that fragile artist's ego once more. :P Yeah....right. *_* I've got skin thicker than a rhino's hide, ya hear? RHINO'S HIDE!!!!!!!!!!! Viv wished for the moon @ 6:36 AM Tuesday, April 16, 2002 "...Love is a smoke, rais'd with the fume of sighs,When purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, When vex'd, a sea raging with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall, and a preserving sweet..." Romeo and Juliet: Act One Scene One. Viv wished for the moon @ 6:16 AM Math...well...Math...it was alright I guess. *_* I'm guessing that if I indeed got half of each question right I should be able to break 50%. Woohoo. I'm pooped. I spent the whole afternoon wandering around town, and I MEAN wandering. As in, really aimlessly, walking-from-one-part-of-town-to-another-and-back kinda wandering. Apart from lunch and busfare I made no other purchases. *_* Though I did go to the Heeren again, went down to the Annex and spent around half an hour in the comics store. Feel guilty now -- I was supposed to have music lesson afterwards but I canceled it for this week because I was so tired; and so block tests have been my pretext for absence. Which is a bad excuse, since in Humanities we have no more major blocks! That is, apart from Chinese tomorrow, but you can't study for that anyway (I hope; at least that's what the teacher has been telling us). And geography, but that has been, mercifully, pushed back to next week. Yay! :) Oh wait. We have our physical fitness test next week. Oh, poo. It wouldn't be so bad if there was no 2.4 km run. I detest that bit of the assessment! >:( I'll be staying out late the next few days as well. Argh. Mayhaps I shouldn't have bummed around for so long today. Out of sheer boredom and the intention of making you, dear reader, wonder at my abysmal mental health, I shall rattle off my timetable: Tomorrow: Rehearsal. Thursday: Gonna see a classmate who's sick at home. Friday: Arts Faculty PARRRTTTAAAYYY!!! (Hope it doesn't suck eggs) Saturday: More rehearsal. Woohoo. Look, Vivienne has a social life! I think my writing is getting more and more insipid. Oh dear. I guess I'm a little discouraged by my art again. Hardly anyone comments when I put my art up on the forum, and the number of 'views' always falls below 25. Is it anything to do with my art? Or is it just the crowd there?? I really don't know. I wish I did. Then I could figure out how to improve. My art is static, it seems to lack some strange x-factor. I've been looking at lots of art; I know what I like, and what I don't; but somehow I can't translate that into my own art. It's such a struggle; I do wish people would spend time to leave feedback. Just anything! Or just encouragement. That would be nice. Or at least just SEE my damn art. There are some artists who will always get tons of 'views', and comments, regardless of what they post. It's also got something partly to do with reputation, I believe. They ARE good artists, established on the 'net. They get involved in webrings and things...well I guess they do deserve that. I know, it's within my means to do the same, but I'm afraid. What if I do get involved with all these things...and nothing changes at all? I'd be helpless. The situation would then fall out of my control. I know, it's better to just give it a try, I have nothing to lose...but I just don't want to have to go through that whole process, and have nothing come of it at all. You know how painful that is? I really don't know what to do. My Elfwood Site traffic has slowed down so much. My new drawings hardly get any feedback. Not even criticism. What's wrong?? I seem to be developing the Starving Artist Syndrome. Now all I need to do is chop off part of my right ear. Or was it my left? *wonders* Suddenly have this strange urge to type out the lyrics of 'Godsend' again. It's a song that seems to ring so much in my head. It might just be the first few lines though, that strike me so deeply: Hoping, praying I've been waiting Everybody Needs somebody to love... Viv wished for the moon @ 6:15 AM Monday, April 15, 2002 Yay, it's raining. April weather is most peculiar. Viv wished for the moon @ 5:55 AMFeel high now! The Lilo & Stitch trailer has left me horribly impatient for 21st June to arrive...*bounces up and down impatiently* Disney kicks some major ass, even at 70. ^_^ Viv wished for the moon @ 5:41 AM General Paper test done with, tomorrow's paper du jour is Math. I don't know how prepared I am -- I can do the sums in the practice papers, so long as I constantly refer to the answer. Kinda like working backwards. And I make careless slip-ups half the time. If I'm unfortunate enough they shalt be my undoing. *_* So get thee hence, Mortal. Depart from my presence, and torment me no more. I'm busy trying to view the Lilo & Stitch movie trailer. Scram already. *Unfriendly antisocial growl* Viv wished for the moon @ 4:52 AM Sunday, April 14, 2002  Which Member of the Endless Are You? Dreams. I like dreams. Despite the up and coming darned block tests (cue mad screaming and ranting and tearing of hair), went to Shaw Towers to watch a German film called Invincible, as part of the Singapore Film Festival. Wasn't in German. In English, with Tim Roth. How odd. It seems most people were disappointed there was no German spoken -- after the film I could see people calling their friends on their handphones: "There was no German!!" Reflecting on the film -- it was one of those films about Anti-Semitism and the Nazis, set in 1932. And it feels so strange and sad -- how we can love as ardently as we hate and loathe. Walking around the atrium of Shaw Towers for the first time since July last year, walking down to see places where I made a memory -- at that time in the afternoon, I just watched, and recalled. When I came home, I thought back. And I felt like crying. Block tests are about to drive me crazy -- in particular, my Geog test this Thursday. There's so much to study...so little time...argh!!!! *neurotic* I think my sneezing fits are brought on my stress. Don't believe me? Whenever I have a test or exam coming, I invariably start sneezing like a foghorn. I've sort've developed a reputation for it. *_* Edit: 15th April. I was rather displeased with the calibre of my work. Had to succumb to the urge to reform it. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:16 AM Thursday, April 11, 2002 I suddenly realize why I should refrain from long entries. I start to ramble, and my grammar and vocabulary become rather atrocious.I'm tired! I just ran the 4x100m relay for the class, along with Regina, Yip and Alec. I was the 3rd runner, and I think I slowed everyone down. Ultimately, we came in 6th in our heat. But I do hate running. And all sorts of physical activity, for that matter. Apart from swimming and tennis and badminton, which are highly tolerable. Even by my standards. That's saying something! :) Dinner calls. But I'm so full. I had a Ice-Blended Mocha and a packet of fries at Coronation Plaza. *burp* Viv wished for the moon @ 7:23 AM Wednesday, April 10, 2002 What the heck is wrong with the blog?? My changes don't seem to be reflected on my blog. :/ Oh well. Here we go again.News flash!! For the first time I didn't get lost on the way back from music class!! I guess it could be because I got a lift home from my Mum...but come on, give me some credit, I didn't get lost on the way there (by bus). And I got my farecard topped up too...or rather my senior's farecard ^^;; so I didn't have to use coins anymore, and convince the busdriver that I am indeed a student qualifying for the student fare rate. Some bus drivers look skeptical when I tell them that I'm a student, unless I'm wearing my school uniform, in which case I can pass through without much occasion; then again, even when I'm wearing my uniform sometimes they'll ask to see my student pass, which I don't have cuz I lost it for the 2nd time. ^^;;. It happened once in Changi, when I went for community service. :( Don't tell me they've never seen a Hwa Chongian over in the East coast before?! About my Humanities Scholarship interview yesterday. Argh...well it was...for wont of a better word...boring. I suspect all 3 in the interviewing panel were all pretty tired by the time my slot came round (4 15 in the afternoon); before I was called in they all went out for a toilet-cum-shake-legs break. Basically, the questions I was asked can be divided into 2 broad categories: 1) My Higher Chinese score (D7; I failed the damn thing) 2) My prospects on living and working overseas. Firstly, they were questions of a very generic nature, unlike those of my friends, who got more fascinating questions; alot of the candidates who went down in the morning even got general knowledge questions like "How will Singapore's economy grow and develop in the future?" or "What role will the Humanities play in shaping our future?". (I even recall seeing Xiao Zheng trying to mug for his interview, under the pretext of 'expanding general knowledge'. Some stuff about fiscal policy I think. Fancy colourful pie-charts and the like. Pei Fu, pei fu.) If not they got questions about their activities, and quiz them on what they know in the local scene for that activity, how they would relate them to the study of the humanities, like Pak's or Jesley's questions. Or personal setbacks and how they overcame them. Which are fun to answer! Not like mine. I got steadily bored by the questions asked of me, because they kept going on on the same thread...beating the same dead horse...here's a sampling. "Why didn't you quit higher chinese? You didn't do well..." "Do you know how this sticks out on your report?" "Can you carry out a conversation in Mandarin?" ( I find this question incredibly ludicrous. Though I understand the rationale behind it. I answered in Mandarin just to be funny. :P) "Would you move overseas next time?" "What do you remember about living in the US?" (I was 4 years old, fer crying out loud! How much do you expect me to recall?) And so on, and so forth. I couldn't enjoy my interview expressly because I didn't find the questions exciting or challenging to answer. Just so dry. Insipid. Though the panel was really nice though. And quirkily enough there's always one member of the three who never smiles, according to all of those who have already gone. I saw her with my own eyes. Nifty!! She did give me a quick smile, halfway through, though she never asked any questions. Apparently she's supposed to be a psychologist or something. I don't know. Hmm. All in all, I'm guessing that I probably whittled my already very slim chances of getting the scholarship down to half a flea's breadth of 0, and I'm horribly annoyed at how my interview turned out, but I'll let that pass. If I get the scholarship it's entirely by God's Grace now. The only thing I can do is wait, I guess. Hmm...*brainstorms* but I do think a Ten Year Series on Humanities Scholarship Interview questions is in order. We should see to the creation of one sometime. Think of the profits to be reaped!!! $_$ Heehee...tough luck, Siah. :P Methinks you better start wearing a labcoat around, to avoid such misunderstandings from harried drugged patients in future. ^_^ This prolly ranks as the longest blog entry I've typed in ages. *Pleased with self* ^_^ Viv wished for the moon @ 7:08 AM Monday, April 08, 2002 Regina, Jiamin, Liying, Geri: On! :) Let's go watch Spiderman!!! You people game? :)Ok. I think I should get off the Internet now, danged econs homework awaits. My interview is tomorrow. Those who went today said the interviewers asked them some rather strange questions, viz: "Who is your favourite local poet?" -- Jesley's question "How can computer club be linked to humanities?" -- Pak Hmm. *ponders...then wanders off to the kitchen for a drink* Toodle pip. Viv wished for the moon @ 5:56 AM Owww...my butt hurts. I fell down the slippery staircase and landed hard on it. It hurts to sit on a chair. *whine* Hmm...could that be punishment for insulting Chinese High guys? I was halfway through passing a mean comment about them when I slipped. Och. Nevermind. I'm thickskinned, and will never learn a lesson from this. Ha! Viv wished for the moon @ 5:36 AM Sunday, April 07, 2002 Since my frames are screwed anyway, might as well mess them up some more. The nice art I did the other day! ^_^ Based on the Fifth Element soundtrack's 'Protect Life'. I like the hands. :)What am I doing in the computer lab during recess?? I should be out doing my econs assignment, or at least socializing or some other civilized activity in that genre. Ah well. :/ I'm a little apprehensive. I seem to be steadily withdrawing further into myself once more, and acting almost like Natural Man in accordance with Hobbes theory of Social Contract, ie, antisocial and anarchistic. No, not Hobbes the cuddly tiger...Hobbes some famous brainy dude from the 17th century...let's see...darn...I want to recount this stuff, so as to impress you and make you believe I'm smarter than I really am...but the truth of the matter is I have 4 minutes left till the bell goes, and I wonder how to jot down 3 centuries of political and economic history within that time frame. Yeah yeah, excuses excuses. :P I just don't feel bubbly and bright-eyed and sociable today. Feel like a viper. On the edge. Can't figure out why. Could be some menstrual cycle related thing but that's just the easy way out to explain what's happening. If Bryan Yip calls my handphone one more time during lecture.........*growls* This is the fifth edit. Damn typos abound. :( Viv wished for the moon @ 11:23 PM Wow...3 days since I last blogged. I blame homework, and of course the Online Curfew. :( Viv wished for the moon @ 4:14 AM Vivienne's Tip of the Day. Don't eat a BK Rendang Double before going to the library. It's a sterling example of a social faux pas. Why, you ask, if you are still less than enlightened? Well: Rendang Double has raw onions. Tons of 'em. Person eats onions Person goes to library Library is very, very quiet Person starts getting flatulent... ... ... You see what I mean. ^^;; I learnt that the hard way a while back. From then on, I've been avoiding libraries. No way I'm gonna give up on Rendang Double!!! :P Viv wished for the moon @ 4:13 AM Thursday, April 04, 2002 Somehow I always come across as more buoyant than I really am. How does that happen? *wonders* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:20 AMGodsend (dC Talk) Hoping, praying, I've been waiting Everybody needs somebody to love There is no question, straight from heaven You're my angel, I'm so crazy for you You're a Godsend A blessing from above You've been God-sent to me You're the Godsend I've been dreaming of You're a Godsend Holding your hand, touching your face I will love you now and always I swear I will never forget that first moment we met When two worlds collided and I found my best friend You're a Godsend A blessing from above You've been God-sent to me You're the Godsend I've been dreaming of You're a Godsend I was made for you, you were made for me In this lonely world, we were meant to be in love I will never forget that first moment we met When two worlds they crashed in and I found my best friend You're a Godsend A blessing from above You've been God-sent to me You're the Godsend I've been dreaming of You're a Godsend ... ... Viv wished for the moon @ 8:19 AM Oh yeah, and for the first time I didn't get lost on Tuesday. Ostensibly because my parents drove me there and back. :P Viv wished for the moon @ 6:33 AM Argh...I itchy...must be the dog. Serves me right for not washing my hands after playing with her I suppose. *itches* Viv wished for the moon @ 6:30 AM *phew* Now that that's taken care of, lemme think of something intelligible to write. Somehow I find it hard to really put here what I feel. I'm afraid that while doing that, I'll let out names. Places. People I know, and what they do. And then I'm afraid of hurting or affecting them if or when they read this, and find out what I think about them, or what's going on. But then again, what else does one get a blog for? To type rubbish? Oh wait...yeah...that's true...they are for typing junk. :) I do know a number of people who actually succeed in doing that in quite an intelligent manner...astounding. :) Junk junk junk junk junk junk trash rubbish blah. Anyway. Kinda pulling myself out of my art slump. I guess what really helped was some encouragement Faith (Must see her site, BTW...she's one of the most kickass artists I know!!) emailed me the other day, in response to some fanart I sent her. It really warmed me to know that there were great artists out there who did like what I did, who wanted me to keep at it and draw more. :) I immediately sat down and drew some new pics, which I'll upload ASAP, and which I was very satisfied with, not even considering the state of my artistry in recent days. :) If you ever get the chance to read this, thanks, Faith. :) And it's also been warming to know that there are people in my smaller sphere of school and home and church who do like what I draw as well. Granted...their appreciation of what I do shouldn't define my attitude and enthusiasm towards my own art, but hey, it does help, a LOT. Encouragement is always such a wonderful thing, and I'm always grateful for it. :) Bah. Chinese homework...and econs assignments. My first econs essay is due next week, and I have my scholarship interview then as well. *bites nails* But what am I getting so nervous for? I'm poised, mature, confident. No prob. I can conquer the world!!! *Takes a running leap onto the podium* *Trips over feet* *Falls* *Cries* Ouch. *_* OK, so that didn't work too well, did it? *ahem* Anyhoo...found new music that I like. 'Protect Life' from the Fifth Element soundtrack is a lovely, ethereal piece of orchestration. That inspired me to do one of my latest drawings...that, and Aimee Major's film 'Pygmailion and Galatea". She used this track for her animation film, and the effect was that it left a deep impression on me, and that song as always been on my mind, for Aimee's delicate visuals and masterful storytelling. I suppose I should talk about my day. OK, there's not much to mention. I guess it's noticeable that I never really write about what happens in my day, huh? Nothing much inspiring ever happens I suppose. I guess the biggest gripe I had was that we didn't play any jokes on the tutors on April Fool's Day! We scoffed at the normal "Switch-classrooms-with-the-class-next-door" routine, and tried to think of something spectacular to pull on the tutors, by which time it was already the end of school. Bah! Humbug! Ah well. Childish antics anyway. But they're so fun, dangit!!!! Gonna go get my good friend the scanner up and running. And then my bosom pal the printer shall do its little share of work too. I keep unusual bedfellows. :P Viv wished for the moon @ 6:29 AM Testing to see if this allows me to put images up. *holds breath* *Posted 10 minutes later* Yep, it worked...but the margins on the main page are messed up. I had to take the image off in the end. :( Looks like I have some neatening up to do... Anway. Here's the image, if you wish to see it. A pretty old one, but I still like it. :) Viv wished for the moon @ 6:03 AM Wednesday, April 03, 2002 On the bright side. Found a new site host that allows outside linking. Woopah!! Viv wished for the moon @ 8:26 AMOK, calmed down a little. But in griping mood, not really in the writing mood. :/ See ya folks in a bit. Viv wished for the moon @ 8:22 AM Bitchfest. Trust my dad to know just how to ruin a day. In addition to the 9 30 cap on the Internet, he's put a password on the computer. And it's not even cuz of me, it's cuz of my stupid brother who keeps playing computer games like nobody's business. Of all the sh*tty things. My dad, I assume, thinks this is an act of sheer brilliance and a triumph of modern parenting. Aren't dads like, soooo wonderful? I can't stand it. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:48 AM Monday, April 01, 2002 My Goodness. This is so true -- try it. 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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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