Thursday, August 31, 2006
heyya dearies.
i haven't been updating in a LOOOOONGGGGG time.i know i know.i've been busy you see.and SICK.so anyway.it's teacher's day!and you know what?I CAN DRESS UP!theme's uber coolio RETRO-holism!(ok i made up that word.)3M's puttin up an item thingie.lik singing along to the tune of Mariah Carey's "all i want for xmas is you".yeayea.it ain't xmas.but we changed the lyrics!so it goes:
And I don’t want you guys to suffer,
There is just one thing you need.
And I promise that I’ll work harder,
Especially on Chemistry.
Bio, Lit and His-to-ry,
Amath Emath Geography
We’ll make your wish come trruuueee…
All we need for end years…. is… YYYYYYYOOOOUUUU.
I don’t want a lot for this year,
There is just one thing I need.
With you I don’t have to worry
About my grades being Fs and Es.
I just have to try my best
To pass those exams and the tests
We’ll make your wish come true
We’ll all get A1s for you
All the lights are shining so brightly everywhere
And the sound of 3m’s laughter fills the air
And everyone is talking I hear those teachers screaming
3m wont you please give me back my sanity
I don’t want a lot for this year,
There is just one thing I need.
With you I don’t have to worry
About my grades being Fs and Es.
I just have to try my best
To pass those exams and the tests
We’ll make your wish come true
We’ll all get A1s for you.quite cute right?hehheh.
anyway.OKAY.i know im supposed to take this time to thank my dear teachers but it isn't lik they're anywhere near indulging themselves by reading my blog.so,owell.(okay excuses).
anyway.my whole point of this post is to tell all you
unbelievably fortunate people who are now reading my post,YENI's blog,to
appreciate love.it's probably the weirdest thing to say and you're probably going like "duh.this woman is being LAME.(as usual?)" or sth along those lines.but really.it is something that i've learnt recently.as you people know,i was sick.now still, alil cos my eye is still red and ugly BUT,in the course of my whole seemingly long period of total darkness and blahblahblah,i felt
LOVED.i mean not that i feel unloved under normal circumstances,but i felt more loved than normal,which is nice.=) very nice.see,visiting the doctor with a friend or with your parents's different from visiting the doctor yourself.and you wouldn't realise that until you go alone.therefore,appreciate whoever is with you.
see,every text i received when i was ill in response to my (ok fine!) overly-dramatic "im DYING.i KNOW im DYING!" texts that i sent outwhen i was sick,i felt blessed.even though it's only a small action,it made a difference.you know,when you're ill and feel like you're dying,OF COURSE it made a diff!haha.especially when people go "aiyo poor darling.drink more water.take your meds.sleep more and..." the works and kinda talk like a worried mama.its very heartwarming.(*thanks nads.thanks alvin.thanks ZHIHAN who had been hearing me complain and complain.haha.)and every concerned look i get even when i return to sch,and when anna gets kinda nice and motherly which is RARE and looks so xintong(its chinese dearies) when she looks at me grimace.and she'll say "aiyo stop rubbing" in that aunty voice which under normal circumstances would have caused me to have a laughin fit of some sort.But when she does it,it kinda jus makes me feel alil warm inside.(*thanks anna.)and the nicest of it all was to have my mummy fuss over me.as in,normally,she fusses over yewi or joey.but lik the extra attention and checks to make sure i was ok,oh and the numerous cups of honey she made for me.very NICE.(thanks mum.)not that she'll read my blog or that i'd want her to,but,aiya.that ain't the point.
really.there're too many to mention.there's wen,and mel,and dee,and weiliang,and timo and the list goes on and on.im not tryin to prove that many people care for me.but im trying to let you guys know that when you start thinking abt it,there are actually more people out there than you know it who cares abt you.(ssounds like words for the depressed.hehheh.)
sometimes,people care in their own abstract manner that we may not understand.like zhihan,he calls me a pig all the time i slept when i was sick,but deep inside i know he really cares cos he's having his prelims but he still texts me to make sure im not dead.(i know this will give an incredibly large boost to your already overly-inflated ego zhihan,but owell.occasional indulgences are good i supp.)haha.
also,you can appreciate these people arnd you without having to go through the terrible traumatic ordeal i went through.haha.you know,one way i came to realise that lini cared for me more than i knew it was when lini put a blanket over me while i slept.(i was closing my eyes and in that state when you're kinda here but also in lala-land already).so yea.people may do things you don't know they're doing for you.(thanks big sister.i KNOW.)
well.i guess this whole post sounds lik im preaching or sth.but really,learning to appreciate the small and seemingly insignificant things in life makes life,in general,more pleasant.the world seems a nicer place too.=)
so my darlings,take the time to think abt those who really cares,and those who're jus pretending,and those who,well,don't.
love those that really give a damn abt you,and screw the rest of em.(pardon my language.i know wen doesn't lik it.sorry dear.hehheh.)
so anyway.i've said enough.SLEEPY.heh.and i HAVE to say,i
love all my darlings.really.=) ok.enough loveydovey language.
gnite world.
oh.and
happy teachers day.=)
yeni posted at 12:45 AM â¢
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Thursday, August 24, 2006
yeni is
SICK with a capital S.oh what the hell.sick with everything in CAPS.
i wenta see the doc just now and it was embarassing with a capital E ok.ok what's with the capital thingie.im gonna stop.hahaha.ok,embarrassing becauseee.once upon a time,madame yeni once kneed that doctor in the face.accidentally ofcos.haha.cos i kinda fell off my bike sometime during the june hols cos of some heartless hit-&-run driver!long story.so anyway.i went to the doctor cos the scrapes were all pus-y and all.so he applied medicine blahblahblah.it HURT lik MADDDD.but i jus pretended i was cool all the way till he put some anti-bacterial thingie.it stung so bad!so NATURALLY,i jerked my knee upwards.and his face was above it and i kinda..yea.you guys can finish the story.so anyway.i saw him today again and he went "havenn't been kneeing anyone else lately have you?".*cue cringe.ahhhHHH.i know i know.laugh away.
not gonna moan and groan now la.so anyway.i had a study day today.ok,sorta.anna and i stayed back after sch today to TRY study amath linear law and ss.but we FAILED.miserably.haha.we couldn't even do question A!hahaha!anna was lik all garung and goin lik
"ok im gonna figure this out!"
you can literally imagine her folding up her sleeves lik some ancient kungfu movie or sth.and so she sussed out the question and went.o k a y . . . . . and she stared at the question some more.and some more.and,oh.erm,some more.and went,
"you know how to do?"
and i delivered the painful,heartbreaking truth.
"no."
she nodded and stared some more.so i went.
"ok.lets jus move on to B ok?"
so on we went.shifted our gaze to the question below A and stared.and stared.then we glared.
GLARED.
"i dunno how to do also."anna muttered.
and i jus lost it.haha.laughed lik some hyena gone wild.hahah.and i went.
"you know sth anna.we suck."
hahaha.and i literally rolled on the floor laughin cos i felt so dumb i HAD to laugh.(hey.laughing's a good way to relief stress ok?and im not bein crazy).so anna saw me and TRIED to play it cool and compose.keyword here being "tried".BUT!anna,bein anna,lost it too.haha.so anyway.we moved on to ss.so least it was sth la huh.then i went for math tuition and my teacher
ENLIGHTENED me.haha.so anyway.moral of the story is:i should never do AMATH with anna alone again.we're both hopelessly HOPELESS.hahaha.
yeni posted at 11:07 PM â¢
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006
this is an extremely random post.
i jus felt this inexplicable urge to write sth.or rather,type sth.
so anyway.it was a pretty normal day at school today.just with a little more,weariness.school will always be school huh.haha.but it was kind of odd.like,everything.ok,let's try to place it.
i dragged my unblievable heavy self off my bed this morning at the UNEARTHLY hour of 6AM for SCHOOL.as usual,the thoughts of feigning illness would gently flit through my mind,but would as quickly be erased by shreds of guilt and honesty within my decent self.i finally reached school with my eyes still half-closed.lessons lessons lessons.then came the teacher's day "audition"-like thingie.which was sort of on the awkward side if you ask me.the thingie ate into our recess and typically nice ms tang allowed us a 10min recess sorta.and then in came queenbee,mrs M_ _S_ _,down with what she claimed was stomach flu.you know,i was in perth once during summer,and those are the times when those shameless little annoying houseflies actually possess the audacity to perch on your very nose.and somehow,there's always this incomprehensible urge to just swat it off and murder that thing cos its very presence makes you want to,well.jus kill it.so ANYWAY.yea.queenbee's lik THAT.the absolute unadulterated replica.i cant believe she made that completely unsubstantial comment,no,ASSUMPTION,that the parents of ALL 3M students were not proud of them.that was unquestionably uncalled for.but anyway.
ARGH.
had cca.went home.went for a short run.watched sg idol.VERY VERY controversial.shall not go into that JUST YET.then i did my ss work.so,that about rounds up everything.
ok.completely boring.i KNOW.but my whole point is that,well.i dunno actually.
all of a sudden,i just feel this overpowering weariness and exasperation.so i question,is this
1)stress
2)some female hormonal imbalance
3)end-year exam stress
4)or some obscure abstract unfathomable reason?
ok.maybe cos im jus sick of school.or that i find it so excruciatingly drilling that its the occasional dry,pissed-off-at-anything-&-everything period.ok,now i feel lik im talkin to myself.
its jus that i feel so much tension.pressure.SOMETHING.im bothered by this gal.but i have no intention of my following posts to be filled with random "she"s and "he"s cos i find it annoying.so,i shan't go on abt her.
i see no point in this.ok,there is a point,i know.but it seems so far and deary.so,hard to grasp.maybe becos i haven't been goin to church, or that i stopped believing in Him already.MAYBE.im not sure.i really have no idea.maybe i should believe in Him,take my chances and all.but im just not positive that He could/would make me feel better?its times lik these when i start thinkin about God.ok,i know its bad.but i start wondering whether i really need him,whether i could love Someone that now seems so foreign,and whether He could take my negativity away.and even if He would,im not sure i want to commit myself to Him.whether i can.
ahh.i dunno.ok,im rambling la.i hadn't planned on talkin about God or anything like that whatsoever.but,it jus turned out lik that.i tink im jus in one of THOSE moods la.haha.dun bother if you fail to interpret my GOBBLEDYGOOK.=) haha.i love that word.i dun get myself sometimes too.haha.
and you know what?i realised that there's no point in what im writing.aiya!NVM.i'll do less of these senseless gibberish next time.haha.=) that's all for now.
yeni posted at 11:52 PM â¢
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Monday, August 21, 2006
hey lini.
this is for you.as lik i promised.read and cry.=) hehheh.
for the rest of you guys who has idea what this is, its an essay with some modifications for my elder sis lini who's studyin in melb uni now.yep.so,here goes:
One last embrace, and that marked our last meeting until what seems like ages away. The stir of raw emotion within was overwhelming, and they were expressed on each our faces with absolutely no warning. With tears literally lining our faces (or mine at least), we bade our farewells. Then, with the turn of her back, she was gone; gone beyond the blasted glass pane of the departure gates, gone beyond my line of vision, but never gone from the depths of my heart.
My elder sister is my best friend and playmate. She knows me inside out, outside in, and I even daresay that she knows me even better than I actually know myself! People used to comment that we are like a mixture of oil and water, not relating to the analogy that we cannot get along, but rather going with the idea that she is always on top of me, taking care of me and always looking out for me. (Of course also always on top of me when things get a little hairy and violent between us. Ahem.) We were what people would describe as inseparable. She indulges me, teaches me, learns from me and most importantly, talks to me. We chat about anything under the sun, topics ranging from the colour of our tops to the random stranger on the street. Sometimes, even when we quarrel, we would unwittingly end on some sort of an animated note. (We had this real intense screaming match once, and we ended up laughing for some oddball reason.) Even with our endless goofy moments, I always saw her as my pillar of support, someone always there for me with arms wide open, a sturdy shoulder and a spare ear. However, I was somewhat let down.
When my sister announced her sudden plans to study abroad, it was as though someone threw a bucket of ice being at me, making my shudder from the top of my head to the tip of my toes; or worse, as though a merciless blow to my guts. I was mad at my sister for wanting to leave. I thought she was being selfish and didn’t care enough about me to spare a thought for my feelings when she made her decision. But I didn’t want her to know that it hurt so badly. I didn’t want her to know that I needed her in my life, that I didn’t want her to leave, and that she was the most important person to me in my life. Therefore, I kept all my thoughts to myself.
However, after a period of rationalizing, I concluded that I was the selfish one; that I was the one that wasn’t thinking for her. The initial simmering anger subsided after I concluded that I was just being a kid about the whole matter. And I didn’t want to be selfish anymore.
The last few days before her arranged departure were spent with each other as special “sister days”. Just like a piece of exotic cloth, we were like the threads that are intricately and purposefully woven together tightly, forming a strong and inseparable bond. We grew closer; we learnt to appreciate each other at a deeper level, and there was some sort of inexplicable air of love between us. Perhaps, just perhaps, this is process of parting.
At the airport, the torrent of emotions that gnarled cruelly and painfully at my insides was intolerable. There was this ineffable feeling of a part of me being dislodged from my own being; the pride in me that still was trying to suppress the waterworks forming in my throat; the pure disbelief and shock that she really was leaving me in physical form. As I saw her silhouette gruelingly creeping away from my side, I swear that my heart ached.
However, time did its duty and the wounds were healed, slowly but surely. Of course there was the unforgettable “adapting days”, which can almost be described as savage. There were the days when I came back to my empty bedroom which I used to share with her and felt self-pity eat at me. There were the days when I became frustrated at my mathematics sums at crave for her ability to enlighten me. There were the nights that used to be filled with girl-talk and giggles that became brutally void. And there are the times when somebody would playfully tap me from behind and there would be this split second when my mind goes “Lini!” But you know what they say about what not killing you only makes you stronger. How apt.
All this time while my sister has been away, there have been the occasional rough patches and bumps. But they made me emerge a stronger girl. Parting is but part and parcel of life. Only by parting would you truly learn how to fully appreciate the significance of someone to you. Although my sister and I are miles apart physically, and we are being reduced to using emails and the rare phone calls as our source of communication, I know for sure that our hearts would forever be knitted as one.
My lini lies over the ocean
My lini lies over the sea.
My lini lies over the ocean.
So bring back my lini to me.
I love ya sister.=) muah.
yeni posted at 9:46 PM â¢
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
ALRIGHT.
lets start by sayin that i had noooo intention of insultin the male species in my last post.
already,i have guys comin up to me goin "what's with your last post man?".and im lik arghhh.that's not my point.
ok.my last post is jus simply my opinion.and yea,ok.i MAY BE alil bit of a feminist.but im not lik aniti-guy.thats lik les la.ok.but im jus statin that I MYSELF feel that there're more hot women in the world than hot men.jus that.and isn't everybody entitled to their own opinion?
ok.im not gonna get mad abt this.im jus baffled as to why guys are takin this so hard.hot-ness as you call it is jus superficial.in the end,its the insides that count the most.right?cliche,but yea.i supp.
so anyway.all you guys out there who got mad readin my post.DON'T BE.im not insultin you.and tellin you not to complain when your woman's gettin dressed cos who's gonna benefit.ok,that's outta point.but ok.there ARE hot guys out there.(there are guys worth droolin over.jus that more gals get drooled over.oops.i mean,it probably has sth to do with the fact that men are generally more visual and women more emotional.ok,anyway..)BUT,there are jus more hot gals.IN MY OPINION.that's all.if there's anythin else you guys(people) wanna add,jus leave a tag.dun lik shake in anger behind your monitor and curse darling yeni.ok?haha.
later.=)
yeni posted at 11:04 PM â¢
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ok.
this post would hugely intrigue women.BUT.i shall start by tellin you abt my day.haha.
i woke up EARLY!=) lik seriously.arnd 9am.went to play badminton with my family.actually,more lik played with my dad.my dad's lik crazily pro at badminton ok.he's ok and alil round arnd the edges but he's good.he made me run lik MAD.lik from one end to the other for super long until i finally cgot used to his style and countered it!and I made him run instead.haha.daniel came too.daniel's my brother's bestfren,well,one of them and he's super good too.he was teachin yewi.and a good thing my dad was well worn-out when daniel came else there'd have been some fierce competition of some kind.haha.and so after badminton,we walked back home and had a longan-lunch.haha.then i had chem tuition that was hugely boring.and then's the good part.DINENR AT IVIN'S.=) i LOVEEE IVIN'S.one of my favouriite restaurants.it's lik always crowded,but my mum made a reservation.so,good for us.haha.it's actually a peranakan restaurant and im a fan of peranakan food.so..yea.haha.the best dishes there's lik this potato leave thingie that's white and frankly,looks quite gross.but it actually tastes lik a piece of heven meltin in your mouth.im DEAD SERIOUS.haha.ok,and then there's the nonya chapchye thing that's vege.and then there's honey pork and OTAH-OTAH!haha.okok,i noe a probably sound lik a fat pig now already but there's still DESSERT!haha.you're nv too full for dessert right?so i had pulot hitam!mMMm.haha.ok,this's real bad cos i had a heavy dinner yesterday too,at billy bombers.had ribs and milkshake.mMMm.haha.okok.so later im gonna do abit of situps and crunches and the works so i dun feel so bad.haha.ok.enough of rambling and back to the topic.
I BELIEVE THAT THERE'RE ALOT MORE HOT FEMALES AS COMPARED TO HOT MALES IN THE WORLD.therefore,it's unfair.
ok.i noe this's a really random topic.but seriously.i was jus flippin thru a mag jus now and lookin at the adverts.and honestly,all the males models were quite crappy.but almost all the female models were lik WHOA.haha.and there was this time when nads,ru and i were searchin online for adverts.oh ya,most calvin klein & guess ads and good.so anyway,nads was showin us the top female and male models.we were lik goin OMG,THAT'S CRAZY NICE for the female models (tyra banks!) and then the male models we were going lik ARE YOU SERIOUS?EEE".and lets try to rmb,how many goodlookin guys do you see on the streets of town.and now tink of the gals.SEE?RIGHTRIGHTRIGHT?haha.ok,chill yeni.but anyway.i KNOW guys are gonna go,you tink its easy to look good as a guy?so i'll go,you tink its easy to look good as a gal?they'll its hard to get abs you noe.and gals can go,its hard to be the right height you noe.you cant be too tall else we cant wear heels,cant be too short else we'll look too petite.and we cant be too fat else it's kinda unappealing,and we cant be too skinny else it'll be too bony and assets will start dissapearing.and when we take note of our appearance,guys go "why're you so vain?".and i'll get soooo exasperated.ok,but ANYWAY.back to the topic at hand.actually,i have already addressed the topic.and concluded that it jus ain't fair!haha.ok.let's look at yeni's list of hot people in the world ok?
HOT/SEXY/CLASSY WOMEN(not in order):
1) tyra banks
2) jessica alba
3) cameron diaz
4) nicole kidman
5) eva longoria
6) joanna krupa
7) fiona xie
8) fann wong
9) charlize theron(her look grows on me)
10) audrey hepburn
11) kristin cavallari(jus had to add that in)
HOT MEN:
1) chad micheal murray!ooh.
2) takeshi kaneshiro
3) orlando bloom
4) RICHARD GERE(definition of charm)
5) edison chen
erm.and that's abt it.okok.i noe this is an extremely controversial topic.so,feel free to leave a tag to AGREE or DISAGREE.haha.that's all for today LADIES!=)
yeni posted at 9:49 PM â¢
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Friday, August 18, 2006
heyya dearies!=)
I HAVE DECIDED to create a blog!okok.i KNOW,i may be alil bit of a computer-dumbass.BUT,i lik to write.hehheh.guess this'll be a source for me to talk.i talk lik,ALOT.and sometimes when im ramblig,i KNOW people sometimes tune off(ahem anna.ahem.hahaha!).THEREFORE,i have decided to create a blog so everybody can READ instead of listening when i talk at topspeed.haha.
i wanna write when i grow up.KINDA.i haven really decided.haha.i wanna be lik,sooo many things.when i was young,i wanted to be a singer/actress.then i wanted to be an air-stewardess or model.then there was a period of time when i wanted to be a professional dancer(i dun REALLY mind,maybe part-time teacher or sth.IF im good enought that is.haha).ANd then,i also wanted to be a policewoman.OHOH,and there was this lawyer-period sometime too.i tink it was after some lawyer show on channel 8.those females lawyers were those kinda coolio,calm yet agressive,pretty and whatnot types.aiya,the works.then when they were in court defendin their clients,they looked damn cool!BUT,i was in primary sch,so..haha.but ANYWAY.
NOW,my career choices are..oh WAIT.i wanted to be an author last time also.ok anyway.back to the point.i wanna be:
1) a journalist (i love magazines.i love writing.figures huh)
2) a psychologist(noe those kinds that work at the police departments and talk to those psycho criminals?yea.i tink that'll be cool.)
3) a doctor.(either a paediatrician or gynaecologist)
4) a civil lawyer.or a family lawyer would be alrighht too.
5) a marketing strategist.(cos i jus recently read this article on abt this.and thot it'd be pretty cool)
6) a teacher. (seriously.but those that teach primary students cos i really lik kids.or then again,i dun mind bein a dance teacher.which brings us back to the point of whether im good enough.haha.owell)
and so my list ends.for now.haha.so anyway.i promised myself that i'd do my bio notes cos EOYs are lik,impossibly soon.so..owell.means it'll end sooner right?argh.haha.
so anyway.that's it for today's post.later.=)
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