You know what’s the best feeling in the world?

APPEARING OFFLINE.

Seriously! Back in my MSN days, it was habitual for me to just lurk behind the computer screen and scrutinize everybody’s every move. Wow, that sounded so pedo-filic (sorry I don’t know how to spell). But yes, don’t lie. I know a lot of you guys also engage in this sort of behaviour, especially around exam times. Yknow, the ability to bombard Jono Chan about Maths without other interruptions like flashing orange lights down at the bottom of your screen and people asking you ‘sup?’

I used to hate it when people use ‘sup’ as a conversation starter. It shouldn’t even be acknowledged as a conversation starter because it just isn’t one! I would always try and come up with a smart-ass response, just to demonstrate my academic prowess. For example:

X: sup?

B: the sky.

OH GOD I was such a disgrace to mankind *facepalm*. But don’t worry, that was years ago. I have moved onto bigger and better things. Namely Skype.. where I also appear offline quite frequently.

J I love it.

On other news. I was just having a nice chat with Seksy Eric just then on MSN (WOW IT FEELS SO NEW), and I asked him what I should blog about.

B: sup Eric.

JKJK I’m not that sad.

- Replay -

B: dear Eric you blogspot king, what should I blog about?

E: something about girls eating in front of guys.

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Okay that’s what I’m gna blog about.

Personally, I really dislike eating in front of people, unless it’s at a restaurant where I can do so in a much civilised manner. Most of the time, people will just comment on the speed at which I eat, or just simply look at me while I chew, which is a bit awkward palm tree as well.

Which leads me to my next thing.

I HATE TEXTING IN PUBLIC.

I’m really ashamed to say this but I’m the slowest fucking text-er on this planet. I am not even joking. Why am I even distributing this classified information on the world wide web? But yes, if ambition is Macbeth’s hamartia, texting is mine.

I’m really envious of fast texters like Tina. My god she’s like Usain Bolt. And even Jono Chan texts faster than me, which was REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY x10000 DEMORALIZING FOR ME when I found out last week. I was sad for the whole day.

I really hope he doesn’t read this.

Sigh enough of this waffle. Hmm, I feel like waffles.

xx

The slushing sound emanating from my printer as it chews up pages and pages of paper is music to my ears. Right now, I do not give a **** about the fact that in 24 hours time, these beautifully printed works of art will be attacked by angry red pen marks being slashed across the page.

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*TOUCH WOOD*

Okay, yeah I still do give a ****.



On another note - I SURVIVED THE APOCALYPSE ! Who's with me?



xx

Betty.

I am a procrastinator. Who isn’t, haha? Clearly, cutting myself from Facebook, MSN, and practically everything else ISN’T WORKING.

So, when I was meant to be writing my essay, I stumbled upon the SG blog, and was ecstatic that someone had written something! Thank you George! <3

Anyway, for some unknown reason, maybe just because Speeches isn’t really appealing to me right now, I decided to go through ALL our archives from when the blog just started, hahaha. And oh my, we were SO EMBARRASSING. I still remember the days when we were forced to write every day for “daily entertainment”, and being the noob that I was, I would recount my day, noting the highlights of every period (which wasn’t very interesting); about how exciting SG cricket or paramecium was at lunch, and how dull metalwork was. Anyway, I’m grateful that we did that, because looking back has indeed, kept me entertained for hours.

Haha, and who else remembers the days when we had that OTHER blog, which now only consists of Tom’s number? ;) ahahahhaa! We still love you Tom hahaha.

Anywaay, only 300 words to go, so taaa for now!

GOING FOR A STROLL DOWN THE MEMORY LANE;

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On Friday, January 26, 2007 @ 2:19 PM

Not all taxi drivers from Guangzhou are /that/ bad ! ><" Haha, you and your funny relatives PinGu. And now, one minute silence for Jerry's poor egg. =(Four more days till school starts ! I don`t know about you guys but I can tell you now that

..I`M NOT FREAKING READY TO GO BACK, TO BE A YEAR EIGHT-ER.

It just feels like that we`re gonna get alot more work and stuff, and everything will be harder, and I`m just not ready for that. I haven`t studied at all in the hols, and now I can`t remember anything I learnt last year. >< And just .. I don`t know .. paranoid ? Oh well, no point fretting about it when I can do nothing about it. ==And now we go back and see all the people that piss you off. X_X But, still, I`m looking forward to school in a way. Sick of the hols, and need a change.
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LOL WHAT? Was that really me fretting about the prospect of starting year 8? Oh dear, rather shameful I must say. My face is searing with embarrassment as my eyes skim over these unforgiving words.

All my little troubles were so trivial back then. But at the time, it seemed like the end of the world for me. OH NO this OH NOOO that OH NOO I'M GOING TO FAIL YEAR 8 (nearly touched wood just then.. silly me) AND BE ENGULFED IN HELLISH FLAMES AND HAVE MY FLESH BEING TORN APART BY SATAN AS A PUNISHMENT FOR MY LACK OF STUDYING.

Yes..

My point is that sometimes we just need to take a deeeeep breath, RELAAAAAAX, step out and see the bigger picture. Things are never as bad as they seem yes? I think my old posts are a testament to that.

Happy studying guys. SG BLOG IS BACK (for now).



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LOL I was supposed to post this at the start of the holidays, but somehow it fked up. Well here it is now :) a whee bit of light entertainment for all of you

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My sincere apologies for the lack of activity on this blog. But have no fear! This blog is still alive and kicking, having just been given the "all clear" from the doctors (unlike Charlie Sheen). As such, I shall hopefully impart something inspirational on each and one of you today. It is often said that, through undergoing enormous turmoil, one emerges with newfound insight and alas .. "new eyes" (remember writing about this in English?). Fresh out of my battle with Mr. Halfyearlies whose capacity for physical and mental abuse could rival Chris Brown's, I have acquired profound understanding on both the personal and the universal. Here is a list of little facts which I have uncovered during the exam period:

1. Grant Denyer, despite setting the Guiness World Records for the lamest human being in history, is can actually great for stressful situations. Every morning before an exam I have been trying to calm my nerves by laughing sheepishly at Grant Denyer's not-so-funny-jokes, and surprisingly, it's been successful in remedying my jitteryness. Try it. He's as good as Doctor Phil.

2. My computer is bloody Megatron and has a mind on its own. The timeline goes like this: - 4 weeks from halfyearlies: RIP MSN. It begs me to download the newer version but my computer continuously denies MSN's resurrection. My solution? Facebook chat. - 3 weeks from halfyearlies: RIP FACEBOOK. It stubbornly refuses to load. I told him that we're over and that I have moved on to bigger and better things .. i.e. Skype. - 2 weeks from half yearlies: RIP INTERNET. I was rendered speechless. IT'S A BLOODY CONSPIRACY! So yes, I endured around 5-6 weeks of splendid isolation. The cartesian equation after eliminating the friendship parameter goes like this: betty + work + sleep = life. But guess what? I GOT MSN +FB BACK (on another computer) SO TAKE THAT YOU AUTOBOTS.

3. You can tell how long I've been at one place by counting the number of tissues nearby. The figure increases exponentially as the day progresses. On weekends my study desk has a Mt. Everest of tissues (don't worry they aren't dirty, I just scrunch up clean tissues and hold them in my hands)

4. The library is where the party's at. Seriously half of the people at the library aren't even there to study, but rather, there to hopefully score a one night stand with the opposite sex. Please kids, go flirt somewhere else.

5. Tutoring cannot save everyone. On one Saturday afternoon, I was at Castle Hill library, and the year 12 girl next to me was getting tutored for 3 unit. QUOTE:

Girl: OMGSH YOU KNOW, I FOUND OUT A WAY TO NOT REMEMBER THOSE SIN30, SIN60, SIN45 etc results! All you have to do is to just type it into the calculator, square it, and then the exact value will be the square root of that fraction! AHAHAH I'M SO SMART I SHOULD WIN THE NOBEL PEACE PRIZE. (Okay maybe not the last part but she sounded so proud and triumphant that implied pretty much that)

Guy tutor: uhh.. but it takes time to type it in, whereas it's so much faster just to memorise it. Normally the first few questions should only take you a few seconds each.

Girl: but why would you waste SO MUCH TIME memorising all this when the calculator will do it for you! It's just not logical. (at this point I was feeling really sorry for her tutor and had this incredible urge to tell her to go and buy a brain off ebay)

Guy tutor: but it's so slow to type in everything!

Girl: NO WAY. Look, I'll race you, see.. *proceeds to slowly type in the numbers*

To that girl who sat next to me, thank you. You were the highlight of my day and assured me that even if I screw up 3u (*TOUCH WOOD*) it'll be okay because stubborn dumbshits like you will just take up the spaces for band 1.

- TBC cos I'm too tired now -

Happy holidays everyone!

xx

Betty.
LOL betty, you should post up that last one of yours LOLOL!

I was talking to someone on the bus about how jealousy is the worst feeling you can get. Anger and frustration? Pshhhhh those bouts only last around 2 seconds. Grief? Regret? Fair enough I guess. But once you're hit with jealousy, ha.... its like all of those fucking rolled into one.

lolll there are so many things to be jealous about, and no I am certainly not just referring to love hahaha. Like academia...
Some things never cease to annoy the shit out of me about some things (or people).
I was deep in contemplation. And came up with the conclusion that: whatever

lol joke, actually i came up with the conclusion that: by comparing yourself neverendingly with that "perfectly" smart person, you'll never ever ever ever find satisfaction in your own abilities or be able to appreciate how you've been created sorta. Like think about the things or attributes belonging to you over which other people are envious (providing there are some- lolll). And my god, am I glad that I won't only be remembered for getting 100 in ____ and ____ or whaatttt.

oh yeah, and theres this thing called karma. it's a bitch.

lol joke, it tends to help me put things into perspective.