This happens when my head feels foggy.

Yesterday i saw a rainbow. It was big, a huge arch hung high up, a bridge or maybe a divider between two pictures--dark rolling clouds with rain and bright cerulean against the sunset. And right down the middle, it was like walking between dimensions, like you could draw a line in the sky and no one would be able to tell that both sides were actually connected to each other.

The rainbow was beautiful and clear. And it had a twin, a faint one that dodged cameras even as it shimmered in and out of existence. that was in the evening.

But earlier, the sun was so harsh at Bishan park that i thought that the grass would burst into flames. or maybe i'm over exaggerating. but i felt like heat stroke and the stench of sweaty bodies hiding under trees as they stole off to drink milo from the milo van even when they weren't supposed to.

anyway, it was a school road run.

Listen: this is where it starts. at the time the mass run set off to the sound of a horn for competitions, we walked. and walked. and refused to run because that is what teenagers do best, and listened to ipods and chattered with friends and tried to sneak past the marshalls standing guard at shortcuts. and some did run. i brisked walked. lucky for us, there were trees, or i think we would be running in the gobi desert, throats parched and sweat making our eyebrows heavy. above us, black clouds appeared out of the blue (haha, pun) and then suddenly, it wasn't so hot anymore.

The rain came like a wall of water. some people ran into it because there was only one road then. Many were running away from it, like a dobberman on your heels as though your pants smelled like beef jerky. one moment, you are fleeing, and next thing you know, you're a running victorian secrets fashion disaster, your (black) bra in stark contrast to your white cotten tee, now translucent, and you have no idea when you have become drenched. come to think of it, it was comical.

rain got into my shoes. rain got into my ipod. If i were in a dry place, i would look as though i jumped into a pool with my clothes on. rain fell against my glasses, and at that moment, i wished my glasses were a car, with screenwipers so that i don't crash into trees. in two pavillions, wet bodies huddled under the shelter, crowded like slimy eels. the rain still blew in somewhat anyway. i heard that the wind blew some people bent, their backs not strong enough to resist the gale and they looked like old women with hunched backs. or unstable penguins toppling over.

back at the field where we were supposed to be, water refused to seep into the ground. people dashed acrossed the field, irregardless of lightning lighting up the whole sky. i ran, heedless of the rain, back to the tent which held my bag. my bag is canvas, a little pseudo leather, and full of paper notes. it has an umbrella. i hauled it (along with some other people, and i didn't haul them) over to the void deck nearby, us cramming under my umbrella as though we would be dry by standing under it. it did keep our bags relatively dry. i remember wading across the road, teachers suddenly becoming traffic wardens, pausing traffic like spliting a swelling ocean. actually, it was only two teachers, desperately stopping traffic to avoid students getting run over in a bad arcade game.

i played ferryman after that, carrying my little black umbrella around moving people who were carrying more than one bag in an attempt to keep them above muddy watery field (the boys tended to carry an armful) across the river styx, except that it was actually to shelter. pretending that the bags under me wouldn't get any wetter. i saw a bag, cloth, tote, open. muddy water just flowed in, and if the notes in there still retained its shape i would be surprised.

Back at the shelters where most of the crowd were, away from the media crew bodily, and umbrella-ly sheltering their speakers and mikes, away from the new found beasts of burden loaded with schoolbags and making a pilgrimage to dry haven, away from the teachers who stayed and got their working shoes decimated, the people still got wet, if the rain was washed in by the wind. Everytime the thunder rolled, they shrieked, as though their lives were at an end. and maybe it was. approximately the cost of $70, the price of a graphic calculator, and a wadful of notes cramped in a non water-proof bag.

and then after a while, it was over. most people, already wet, walked over when there was less rain to the void deck where their bags (mostly black again) were put in a sea of other bags. i stood on the bus with my friends, getting stares from passengers who wondered who these freaks were, and don't you dare drip on me i have designer shoes. (or maybe they stared at us with pity, although they would inch probably away from us, them being utterly dry.)

and i wondered if i should have stood in the rain, watch the winds blow the water across the pond like a mini sea storm, feel the rivets of water get into my eyes and make it sting, let it flow down my spine, and laugh at the sky and feel invincible and alive.

later, i saw the rainbow.



EDIT: upon re-reading, it's strange what your mind comes up with when it's half full of fluff. The only thing i can say in defence to this piece of crap is i was half asleep.

STORY CUT SHORT: my school had a road run at Bishan Park. (WHO THE HELL HOLDS RUNS AT BISHAN PARK WHEN YOU'RE AT BUONA VISTA?!) They didn't have a wet weather program. naturally, it rained. we got very very wet. our G.C got wet. our notes got wet. Some of these got utterly screwed. Cameras, handphones and mp3 players were also on the casualty lists. Beautiful weather, that.

In which i fail to make sense

It's late, but, I'm 18! YAY. My family went to The Ship in Shaw House to eat steak and ESCARGOTS for my birthday, and later we had macadamia ice-cream cake! It sure is goooood. Also, that my birthday was during the holidays still was a major bonus. I don't mind being 18, but I mind not having a life when i'm 18 XD

It's been only the first week of school and i'm already brain dead. In the deprived of sleep way. i hope it doesn't continue for the rest of the year o-o

Anyway, my econs teacher freaked me out today, by giving us the effing timeline for the year. Right at the top of the board: "A levels: 9 Nov--4 Dec". and then the whole itenary of term exams and what not... and by the looks of it...

haha, i'm hyperventilating again.

I don't know, it feels really really final, more so than the O's did. I think it's because it's for the entry for university, which will basically decide what you will be in the future.

Enough of that for now lol for I have come up with a goal! excercise to look good in that dress i will be wearing for my cuz's wedding, HAHA.

...i think my brain has lost it's functions.

"By the people, for the people"

Warning: This post abuses capslock. so EXTREME.

TODAY IS EPIC.

1) After my oral presentation, i'm finally done with project work. It's done. Finished. Over. HALLELUJAH! Now i don't have to burn my pocket full of holes to pay for printing! (all i need now is an 'A', kufufufu) LET ME REPEAT: NO MORE PW! EVER! JOY TO THE WORLD!


2) US presidential elections is also OVER, with Sen. Barack Obama winning by a landslide in terms of electoral votes. Ladies and gentlemen, we are witnessing history. This day will be recorded as the time when the USA chose their first black african american president. For the first time in history, we have a minority in the white house. Compared to the past, america sure has come a long way.

But why am i bothering? Well, although we are half a world away, America is currently the strongest in the world. THEY DICTATE ALMOST EVERYTHING. (Also because i derive some of my TV entertainment from this long long campaign from Saturday Night Live, and don't forget that ever fateful prank call to Sarah Palin. Seal hunting. I love Canadians XD.) And also because this THING-THAT-NEVER-ENDS is finally coming to an end. FINALLY. (and also because i not so sekretly support obama haha)

ALSO, THIS. Asian stock markets rise as US elects Obama
Then, this: Japanese stocks fall on Obama win
LOL WHUT?


3) AND THIS IS EVEN MORE EPIC. HOLOGRAMS IN CNN. holograms. holograms. HOLOGRAMS. technology is getting so advanced. just...just...wao.

so... "Obi-wan, you're my only hope."

man, HOLOGRAMS. that's so snazzy. and tops almost everything that happened today. except the fact that my PW is over XD.


EDIT: 4) MY KAPUT PS2 GOT FIXED. NOW THIS JUST MAKES THE DAY AWESOME.

tempus neminem manet: time does not wait

AKA the theme of Persona 3, my current drug. It's made of pure win, including dating simulation game elements XD. The main character, whom you can name in the game, is called Arisato Minato in the manga, which means (as a pun) 'main character'. He is hiliarious XD. This is definately one of the best RPG games EVER. And it also made me actually like techno-ish music. :3 If you have a PS2 and like RPGs, and haven't touched this game yet, this is a must play, it's not as emo as it looks, really!


Well, what i'm looking at is also this:



<3 GROOVY Y/Y?

Aside from my fangirling (AGAIN, why do i keep doing this anyway? =A=) i do have goals for this holidays:

1) MUG
2) MUG
3) play :D
4) MUG
5) MUG

of which 1, 2, 4, 5 i'm failing at right now DX But, i will prevail! After all, i just can't lag behind again. No way.

Time does not wait. This is my only shot.

F.O.O.D. :D

09 October, Thursday (this is for posterity).

Lost 3-0 to another class in Captain's ball during ACgames, haha. We actually didn't have enough classmates to play(seeing that... there were 6 of us left in school?). But well, to paraphrase Victor, at least we tried. DX

Later i went for a BEAUTIFUL dinner at Waraku at Clark Quay with Canida, Dawn, Xinhua and Ting. The bowls were so ginormous we were shocked. Then we wandered around and ended up in TCC for coffee, AT NIGHT. Apparently coffee has no real effect whatsoever on us. Mmmmmm must go back there again; i <3 coffee (although i cheated and got frappe instead of espresso).

Xinhua's blog with picutres of our dinner: Xinhua the camera ninja! 8D

On a side note, i must lament, why does everybody like Twilight?! What is so appealing about it!? Is it the vampire likes sucking necks thing? Or the emo-love-plot? Or it having just about every inner-fantasy possible? I DON'T UNDERSTAND D: *proceeds to run away from getting shot at by Twilight!fandom*

Finally, ARGH school tomorrow ;_;. (and promos results maybe. i don't want to be retained nooooooooo)

Dear Mr. Lim, even if i didn't know you well...

Grieve Not

by Mary Fyre

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there, i do not sleep.

I am the thousand winds that blow.

I am the softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain.

I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am the morning hush.

I am the graceful rush

of beautiful birds in circling flight.

I am the star shine of the night.

I am the flowers that bloom.

I am in a quiet room.

I am the birds that sing.

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there. I did not die.

In memory of Mr. Forrest Lim, our sarcastic yet funny PW teacher who chased us into handing in our work on time. And to all who have lost someone, regardless of whether they were close or not.

Dear sir, i'm sorry i didn't attend your wake-- by the time i knew, er, it was too late. But i hope that you left us well and happy, and that you didn't suffer. and that may you be well and happy. I hope that you'll find a good rebirth. I'm sorry for all the trouble that we've given you. And thank you sir for all you've done for us. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Parenting 101

Here's something to brighten up your day (or make your ears die or something):




Also, now you know why your parents almost ate you up when you were tinnie weeny. Or why the word 'infanticide' was invented. Kids meal, anyone?