//Deborah's Occasional Blog//

Sunday, October 17, 2004

*32

As of today, Deborah will try her best to expand her social circle. Lubdub. Lol. I know there's only like Yvonne, Rachel and HX reading this blog but WHO CARES? Seriously. Lol. I don't. But it's good that I can vent here, but of course I have nothing to vent on now.

OH MY GOSH! I can actually type without looking at the keyboard! How rad is that? (Well, I did cheat a little. Haha)

YEAH! I GOT ONE NEW TESTI!!! WEEE.

Deborah's going crazy. Buh-bye.

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Friday, October 15, 2004

*31

HELLO PEEPS!

Deborah is boredboredbored. I keep thinking I at least have homework to do, but no. Haha. I was previously heartbroken and felt better just now but not I feel worse, all bitter and sour on the inside. Now on second thought, I shouldn't have thrown in that much emotions and then get myself hurt when nothing works out. But anyway, hearts are always meant to be broken.

Deborah feels like shit now. Thankyouverymuch. She's also quite bored but fortunately there's this site called www.lifepredictor.com and it rocks her socks. Lol. Their prediction:

Hi Deborah (insert surname here)
Your Personnel expected death date is 27 April 2068
You have 23205 days to live.
Have a nice day.

Now I feel quite stupid. I did the job predictor thing as well. And the love and the money and all the shit. Try it out. Ahhahaha. (My sister's annoying me now) Bleagh. She so annoying. She keeps listening to my phonecalls and all the shit and makes a whole big hoo-ha when I talk to people and it's getting on my nerves.

Anyways:

Hi Deborah (insert surname here)
You will earn in your life a total of $ 39000
Have a nice day.
Deborah (insert surname here),
is very old fashioned.
(insert someone's name here),
would rather be out with friends than partner.
Deborah (insert surname here), Your ideal job is a Stunt Person.

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Sunday, September 26, 2004

*30

I got a couple of SMSes from people to ask if the "Deborah" in today's ST forum was me.
YES IT WAS!
Gee. I'm gonna die from replying, plus my bills sky rocketting.

Ahhh, my sister's pal asked me to jam with him /: Which is funny and I'm amused. I'm one of the worst, self-confessed guitarist. No way am I ever gonna go and jam ALONE. Unless HX and Yvonne come along.

Oh yeah, and I also checked out friendster...

My junior's B.B. post...

A - Age:
- i cant say.. hehe...

B - Brands usually bought:
- i not so rich lah!

C - Career in future:
- Botanist/educator

D - Dancing as a career:
- Heck no

E - Easiest person to talk to:
- Safinaz a.k.a. Jack White

F - France or England
- France!! Ew... I hate England.. they beat my
beloved australia in both recent major sporting
events- 1st in rugby, now cricket... f*ck jonny
wilkinson and flintoff!

G - Gunbound or Ragnarok:
- whazzat?

H - Hometown:
- Wollonggong, Sydney, New South Wales

I - Instruments:
- (used to) tuba, tambourine?

J - Jungle or Sea-side:
- seaside.. relack one corner and fly kite

K - Kids:
- Yay! I luv kids... I teach them, remember?

L - lefty or righty
- Righty.

M - Meat or Vegetables:
- me carnivore yumyum meat!

N - Number of siblings:
- total 4

O - Open Minded or Close minded
- i can be open minded, but not when it comes
to anything to do with religion...

P - Phobia[s]:
- not much.. deborah, from guides? yar, i
scared of her lah...

Q - Quantity or Quality (for anything):
- Quality.

R - Reason to smile:
- Guides

S - Song you sang last:
- Resuh by Hetty Koes Endang

T - Time you wake up:
- 5am

V - Vegetable you hate:
- bawang... nak potong mata pedih

W - Worst attitude:
- cannot take no for an answer

X - Xavier or Jean Grey:
- I like Rouge... and Kitty!Shadowcat... and Kurt!
Nightcrawler...

Y - Yolk or Egg WHite:
- oi, got bird flu ok? xiao xian leh!

Z - Zodiac:
- Cancer...

For the record, I am not scary please! It's just me having that dao look or just ya know... I seem to have that 24/7 PMS-sy look. Gee. Save me. It saddens me to see that I come across as a scary person... I am nice you know... (Scared of me then add me on Friendster for what??)

Oh and I am so going to kill %#!&!(!... Uhhh.... I wish I didn't go to COS today.

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Thursday, September 23, 2004

*29

I got this from my Friendster's bulletin board... it's so interesting to ya kaw... compare and contrast:

How to know if a boy likes you:
1. His snow ball hits you (but not in the face).
2. He threw away his laser pointer after you told him you think they promote random acts of violence.
3. After asking you to sign his yearbook he wrote "How come we never hung out?".
4. He yelled Hi!!" to your mom that day she picked you up from school.
5. He blew off his buds to go see "Run Away Bride" with you cause you couldn't get another girl pal to go and you didn't want to go alone.
6. Forget your jacket? You can wear his.
7. His voice get softer ("Hey you") whenever you two talk.
8. You hung up on him and he called you back.
9. You were invited by him to a group outing.
10. He called you to talk to you about nothing at all.
11. He imitates your laugh- okay, you do snort sometimes, which makes you laugh even more!!
12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation.
13. He sometimes stares strait into your eyes.

So... do the bold portions count? HAAHAHAHAHAHAAA..

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*28

Heh... what is YOUR learning style?

I'm a kinaesthetic cum visual person. I read somewhere once that it's scientifically proven that 75 to 80% of the people in this world are visual. Haha. So being kinaesthetic is cool -now- for me that is.

Aye... Didn't do much today, haha. I asked someone for it's badge and someone gave it's badge to me (: Weeeheee. I think if someone looks into the witch's eye (think the Big Fish's witch) someone would probably see itself dying as a dibetic. Hahaha... at least that's what Rachel and I think.

I'm doing a very simple task of just typing out the names of the ALL people in Guides that have not been coming for two or more times without a VR/L/MC. (: Wee. So fun. Thanks alot for making me the treasurer. I bet it's gonna be the experience of a lifetime. -snort-

Oh and happy birthday Yvonne. Back to Microsoft Word.

Ciao.

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Friday, September 10, 2004

*27

I finally got the photos Hui Xian has been trying to send. Haha. Funney... Her doggie is so cute <33 Aye... anyways, I went to her house on Wednesday after Chinese tuition. Was fooling around with her skateboard and dragging myself about while holding unto the cupboard. Yah, haha.

She told me to let go, but I was afraid to fall off. Haha. Then I finally logged in to MSN since November 2003, and chatted with someone. Haha. It's like nothing to say to that someone, so anyway, that someone logged off first. Heh.

Aye... there's Chinese tuition later /: Gee. My sister's going to Woodlands for some SSS competition. And she has to take a MRT there herself. Woodlands?!?! It seems so ulu and so industrialized. Aye. It's good that Kwan Hui Xian's map came in handy. Haha. I will be printing it out for her. But I need something better.

This seems more detailed... Haha.
http://www.singaporeexpats.com/guides-for-expats/images/singapore-mrt.jpg

Ciao.

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Thursday, September 09, 2004

*26

In case you guys wanted to know what my EL group's doing for the play, this is it.
The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13 3/4 by Sue Townsend

In his secret diary, British teenager Adrian Mole excruciatingly details every morsel of his turbulent adolescence. Mixed in with daily reports about the zit sprouting on his chin are heartrending passages about his parents' chaotic marriage. Adrian sees all, and he has something to say about everything. Delightfully self-centered, Adrian is the sort of teenager who could rule a much better world--if only his crazy relatives and classmates would get out of his way.

I laughed when I realized Adrian is supposed to look like this. And what's more is that I am acting as Adrian Moleeeee...! Hahaha. Anyways, we met at Eleanor's for the final touching up of everything and it went fine. Aiyeeei... I don't think being Mr Mole is fun anymore. It requires alot of concentration and basically being a moron. Lol.

Ai yai. I better get going now.

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Wednesday, September 08, 2004

*25

I heard from somebody who heard from somebody who heard from somebody who heard from somebody that that somebody knew this somebody (actually from my sister's friend heh) anyhoo, he saw my skater boy hanging out with this new girl.

Note to self: Don't get pissed Deborah. He's not yours.

Oh and yeah, he replied me.

I'm approaching the last verse of skater boy, in this unfortunate story of me.

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Monday, September 06, 2004

*24

Today was alright. I woke up at 7.30 and I was thinking... Gee... I have something on today, but I can't remember. Then comes the scene when Deborah looks at her table. LITERATURE! -then everything comes to her- She thinks... Then she dashes to the toilet.

Literature was okay. Surprisingly I could find the venue (despite being late) because I was walking about the circular block in desperation, like a lost K2 kid at the orientation. But my saviour came in the form of Zoe. Who shouted my name from the third floor. My EL project group went to Macdonalds for our discussion (which was surprisingly fruitful) because we didn't spend our time crapping. Not even a second. I'm serious. Well maybe not really, minus the parts were Anushka and Eleanor were madly snapping photos of me.

I rushed home like a crazy woman again, vaccuumed down my lunch and ran for tuition and realized my tutor wasn't even there yet, and sat in there for 5 minutes. Rachel came in later and then Aaron. Heh.

3 hours of A Math tuition sucks. I couldn't pay attention. Aaron was listening to William Hung's Inspiration CD. Rachel and I then told him... Why you buy? He can't sing!!! Aiyo... waste money. But he says it was the fun of it. Haha.

Then we walked back, the 3 of us. Laughed and I told Aaron to go to the bus stop further down so we can still talk, and he did. Then Rachel told me to follow her to the other bus stop, so I did and Aaron was walking like he had polio. Hahaha. We were laughing so hard. After Rachel left, I went to my sidegate and SMSed Aaron,"Look across"

Then he started looking about (he already saw me) he kept pretending he was this pirate out at sea looking for land. (??) I was a little like whattheheckareyoudoingmraaronlim? But anyway, he laughed so loudly and signalled to me something which I thought looked like he was pointing his middle finger, but anyway, I laughed and said bye.

I went up to my parent's room and then I looked down and saw his stupid feet swinging. Haha. So I took my phone and told him to "Look up". Haha.... Then again, he acted like he was looking for something in the sky then he waved so hard that I thought his hand was gonna drop out.

Yup, so I waved back. Then 32 came and I bet he dashed in so fast so he could get the window seat and he continued waving to me like some mother sending her son off to NS /:

And he did it all the way until the bus went by... And I felt stupid.

Corny.

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Sunday, September 05, 2004

*23

Read this:

He was a boy,
She was a a girl,
Can I make it any more obvious?
He was a punk,
She did ballet,
What more can i say?

He wanted her,
She'll never tell secretly she wanted him as well,
But all of her friends,
Stuck up their nose,
They had a problem with his baggy clothes.

He was a sk8er boi,
She said see you later boy,
He wasn't good enough for her,
She had a pretty face,
But her head was up in space,
She needed to come back down to earth.

5 years from now,
She sits at home,
Feeding the baby she's all alone,
She turns on TV,
Guess who she sees,
Sk8er boi rockin up MTV.
She calls up her friends,
They already know,
And they've all got
Tickets to see his show.
She tags along,
Stands in the crowd,
Looks up at the man that she turned down.

He was a sk8er boi,
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her.
Now he's a super star,
Slamming on his guitar,
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Sorry girl but you missed out,
Well tough luck that boy's mine now,
We are more than just good friends,
This is how this story ends.
Too bad that you couldn't see,
See the man that boy could be.
There is more than meets the eye,
I see the soul that is inside.

He's just a boy,
And I'm just a girl,
Can I make it anymore obvious?
We are in love,
Haven't you heard,
How we rock each others world?

I'm with the skater boy,
I said see you later boy,
I'll be back stage after the show,
I'll be at the studio,
Singing the song we wrote,
About a girl you used to know.

Deborah is going through a state of depression. (I was screaming into the pillow) Some people may ask me what the heck am I bawling over Avril's Sk8er Boi lyrics... one thing. The exact same thing is happening to this poor tormented soul.

I don't always get what I want.

I tried shopping it away today, but when I think about it, it just makes me sad ya? I'm replaying Accidentaly in Love. But it doesn't make me feel better. I know that only one person in the world knows what the heck I'm talking about (Yvonne). Yeah... I just feel betrayed. Traitor. You're fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake.

That makes me feel better. Only for a while. If only Jing Qi didn't call to tell me. I don't know if I should congratulate him or spit into his face. Why why why did I ever use to be ~~(in love?)~~ crazy over him?

I think I should go be a nun and love God and God alone. That would be better. Plus I don't see the difference between a guy and a cactus.

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