quand l'esprit doute || when the spirit doubts

2007-12-06T01:21:00.000-08:00

you know what,
i'm broke. really. i blew 236.60 on the freestyle course, plus movies, and lunch. i'm broke for the rest of the month.

not only that, i'm injured too. my ankle is practically broken, my butt aches, and i have blisters on the heel of my foot.
therein ends the chronicles of the troubles of a skater.

if anyone is free on fri or mon, pleeeeeese tell me. i need someone to go skating with me.

2007-11-28T04:17:00.000-08:00

i have a lot of things to say.
so.
1. FENCING CAMP <33
it was, to sum it up in a word, fabulous. it had a lot of giggling, high pitched squealing, drinking games in order to finish 5738426 bottles of drinks, card games, a lot of gayness from sarah, conversations about toxic shock syndrome, tampons, castration(okay so that was me) and other weird things.

moment to remember and laugh at number 1:
alisa: oh, god. this conversation is so wrong. *facepalm*
fik: alisa, you're thirteen. and in a girls' school. get used to it.
/flash to next moment/
sarah: oh, my god.
fik: sarah, you're fourteen and in a girls' school. get used to it.
*laughter*

the games were great. really. except when the watermelon juice ran up my nose when we were looking for seeds, and when i snorted into the whipped cream trying to get the whistles.
but, the best thing was really that the fencers are sporting. round of applause, please.

movie marathon was highly amusing.
(laughter, music, light and sound,
life is great, let's celebrate
the sacred union two souls have found)
when the song started playing, me and sarah looked at each other with identical what-the-f-is-going-on look, then burst out laughing.

memorable quote 2:
fik: it only happens when you stick it up there for a long time. its not like you keep anything there for a long time right?
*moment for us to digest*
/laughs/

new fact recently acquired:
gelatin's made from boiled animal skin
sausages are actually stuffed with the bits of meat people don't want like scrapings from the skull

i'm going to miss the sec fours.
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2. invitationals!
it should be fun.
13th and 15th of december, i'm not free kay.
do not arrange the class reunion then. do not. or you may find a message in your phone saying something like 'die asshole'. or something similar, anyway.

2007-11-24T16:39:00.000-08:00

BACK FROM HOLS, DARLING

okay, so yes i was on holiday, no i did not bring my phone, laptop, or any other communication devices, it was a tour to china, so there was no way i was going to bring stuff there.

and just for the record, i loved it. there was this total cutie in in beijing during the tour there, but sadly enough, he was in the xi'an tour, so /shrug
because i went to shanghai.

i am unbelievably tired. helllooo, like, night flight? not fun

2007-11-06T17:55:00.000-08:00

1. CLASS CHALET <333
okay, it was fun. and huimin was gay. yeah.
day one :D
SO, where to start? okay, recap on movies. was in the middle of princess diaries when i reached, watched the wholeof shrek, ran out to gamble with huifei, xyn yee, gloria and stef when jeepers creepers started. hey, it was scary. then huifei and stef ran off in a car to the chalet. the rest (non-lorgs) had to take buses. 2 hours on a bus, including waiting time, plus several bags weighing more than 3kg each(for some) and groceries is not fun. and we had to walk. then we got lost. great.
on the plus side, we actually reached the chalet not with broken bones.
had a barbecue later, which wasn't MUCH of a barbecue cos we spent like an hour trying to get the fire started. and we ran out of fire starters. and gloria went over to chalet C (snigger) to borrow a cigarette lighter.
day two :D plus night of day one
played mafia with the ent people and claudia and dunno who which was fun. then stef and racheL crashed our party. then after a few more games (until about 1.30am) went to sleep. whereupon huimin started being gay with maria. as in, really gay. she was hugging maria and i think, humping her slightly, and she was making weird noises.
fell asleep listening to my phone cos i didn't dare to bring my ipod.
played truth or dare with maria and the rest when we woke. had a silly dare with maria being an air hostess, going to stef's room and saying, "hello mams, what would you like? coffee*curtsy*, tea*curtsy*, or me*push boobs out*?" it was hilarious.
and a point in between 3. sorry sydney for waking you up! it was a dare. and i don't turn down dares unless it's really dangerous (like pissing off stef *ahem*)
continuing 2.
ahem. so where was i? oh right. and after truth or dare we we had breakfast. or was that before? nevermind. and it started raining. awww.
then we tried to catch a taxi to chris's house. and then because it was so out of th way, to took a bus to the interchange first. and tried to catch a bus.
lunched at parkway first, then they went to east coast. and me and claire went to vivo to wait for my dad. and speaking of that claire, i owe you $5.40. thanks, by the way.
and that brings me to the next point.
4. STARDUST :DD
it was fantastic. honestly. and claire danes is so pretty! she has the kind of etheral grace yvaine should have. anyone interested to come with me to watch it again?
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fanfic recs! cos alisa is just wonderful like that.
1. My Reflection by Astrid Elisabeth
“Well well… the next dance is the other one of Lily’s. Maybe she’ll manage to look just a tad bit happier in that one?” I whispered as quietly as I could to Remus, James and Peter.
The music stopped and a soft floating violin started playing. I saw a brown-haired girl slowly enter the stage and perform what I thought was called a double pirouette. Then there came more and more and more… I recognised some of them from the first dance, but it was quite confusing now that they had different clothes on.
Then I saw Lily’s red hair again. The bright light made her look even paler than usual, almost as white as a sheet of paper. I watched her move for only a short time before her smile faded completely away from her face and she slipped off stage.
“Was that supposed to happen?” I whispered to Remus.
“Padfoot! What do you think? All the others are still dancing, do you think she’s supposed to go off after just a few seconds? Just her? How dumb can you get?”I saw James rising up and making his way to the end of the row.
“Prongs! Where are you going?” I tried not to yell after him.
“I’m going back stage to find her,” he replied before disappearing into the dark.
[james/lily fic, i love the way james is portrayed]http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?psid=62811
2. Smudge by Drunk Elves
There is a smudge.
A smudge.
A SMUDGE!!!!
I am so killing James Potter.
He put a SMUDGE on my Charms essay.
He is so getting it.
A smudge.
I just cannot cope.
A smudge.
I am killing that boy.
KILLING HIM!!!!!!
My perfect charms essay.
Ruined with a smudge.
[yes, james/lily again. i really like this.]
http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?psid=161225
3. Questions, Qualms, Queries, Quokkas and Quiches of a Quidditch Queen by the Drunk Elves
“Hey, Katie, we dare you to ask Oliver how long his Beater’s Bat is!!!” the twins whispered to Katie as Oliver walked towards them.
Angelina snorted.
Katie told the twins, smirking, “I never give up dares… how much will you pay me?”
The twins whispered, “We won’t prank you for a month…”
“Done!”
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“Oliver?”
“Yes, Bell?”
“WOOD!!”
“Fine, Kate, then!”
“Ollie!!”
“What is it, Katie?”
“Close enough. How long is your Beater’s Bat?”
There was a snort from behind her and Katie looked around to see Fred and George rolling on the floor in silent laughter and tears were running down Angelina’s face.
Alicia was turning purple from trying not to laugh.
“Well, technically, I’m a Keeper, so I don’t have one-”
There was a gasp and more snorts from behind Katie. She glared at Angelina and Alicia who were shaking with silent laughter and at Fred and George who suddenly looked shocked and a bit disturbed.
“Was it something I said?” Oliver was looking over at the twins with increasing confusion.
Katie stifled a giggle. “Exactly what you said, Ollie. So how long did you say your Beater’s Bat was?”
Looking bewildered, Oliver nonetheless ploughed on, “Well, the standard size is a foot and a half-” Fred and George’s eyes widened and they snorted more- “but it can vary depending on where you get it from.”
Alicia couldn’t help calling out, “What, your father’s or your grandfather’s?”
Angelina looked mildly disgusted but extremely amused and Fred and George had tears running down their faces.
Katie couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer and it burst out in torrents.
Finally, comprehension dawned on Oliver.
He spluttered.
His ears flamed.
And then he regained his composure. “Oh…” he said, “you mean those kind of Beaters’ Bats. I have a really, really big Beater’s Bat.”
Fred and George looked sceptical. “Oh yeah? Prove it. Show us.”
The girls looked shocked and completely weirded out.
Oliver gave them a strange look. “I didn’t know you swung that way!”
George spluttered.
Fred looked indignant. “Oh, come on! It was only that one time!”
Everyone looked at him. George backed away slowly.
Oliver grinned. “Hey, I’ve got a friend in Ravenclaw, maybe I could set you up with him!”
Fred blushed.
Somewhere down there, hell froze over and Lucifer angrily shoved ten Galleons towards the closest demon, muttering something about a Weasley twin blushing.
http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?chapterid=169632

2007-11-02T05:38:00.000-07:00

sore throats are the bane of the earth. saw the doctor today. some infection of the throat. he told me to keep quiet and not talk. pish. it really hurts. on the back of the fourth strepsil box: dissolve a lozenge slowly every 2 to 3 hours. do not exceed the stated dose.
i have just finished the fourth box today. like, since morning. crap. exceeded much? methinks.
am looking forward to chalet. but i won't be able to speak. which is saaad, because everyone knows they secretly love my voice.
it sounds like a guy's now.

ohyes. 50th post! this calls for a celebration. i never though that i would last even a week, let alone 50 posts on the blog. eheh. the tv outside is making weird noises. okay, its a song. and you know what the lyrics are? 脱掉脱掉脱掉，脱掉脱掉。上衣脱掉脱掉，上衣脱掉。sounds like it anyway.

today was also odt. :D miniskirts all around. and guess who i saw at bpp after school? it made me very happy, that's all i'll say. and no comments on my blog.

2007-10-31T06:57:00.000-07:00

inventory of injuries:
bruised ribs (courtesy of *ahem*)
jolted knee (my own fault. fencing, darling)
strained muscle (yes, my own fault too, not woking out. i mean, what WAS i thinking?)
aching arm (okay, that was the injection.)

so, ouch much? no one touch my left arm tomorrow. it shall be extrememly tender and the offender may well suffer for that.

2007-10-27T23:30:00.000-07:00

*sniffle* ohmygod zombie loan is nice. in the last episode shito was like (to the golem) "some of your hair and skin is melted, but its okay, it'll grow back. i'll take you home, teach you words, then you can go to school." *melts* and then nogi shoots, and shito is all "hey, you, wake up." i hope they have a second season.
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i have a totally darling new bag ahahahahaha. <3s
shopping prevents dementia in old people. more helpful then mahjong apparently. lets have gambling in the chalet! i can teach maria to play hearts :D or blackjack. must bring money! then i can have income. if not i'm broke for the rest of the month(maybe year, considering the amount i spend on holiday). which isn't that many days, but still. skating lesso9ns satrt on 7 november :D and my knee still hurts. ohno.

2007-10-27T02:49:00.000-07:00

熟能生巧
作词：林秋离作曲：林俊杰

醒着像睡着躺着像思考神魂颠倒
感情太单调竟然是烦恼如何是好
也许来阵风雨花谢满地黯然神伤的困扰
可以刺激那颗浑浑噩噩失去了烈火激情的大脑

吹风就感冒淋雨就发烧有爱就好

我不再逃空虚日子这一路都在熬
也许爱情就是熟能生巧
你绝对想不到我多渴望
让生活染上一些颜料
是红橙黄或蓝靛紫都好
一圈一圈的围绕
终于能自在的坦诚说爱你
火一点就燃烧
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one word: ouch.

went skating with celeste, sarah and celine yesterday ><

i think i relied to much on my right ankle. resulting in a slightly sore ankle, hot towels at night, and much wincing during the training today. oh yes, and the broken spectacles. ahwell. going to the optician tomorrow, to see if they can be saved. at least i have the pieces :P. okaay fine so it wasn't as bad as it just sounded k. the supporting things on the bridge of the nose just kind of broke out. together. i swear i had nothing to do with that.

and can we please never never ever do skating on wednesday when there's training on tuesday and thursday? my ankle AND my knee both hurt like you wouldn't believe.

fencers get arthritis early.

2007-10-27T02:41:00.000-07:00

AHAHAHAHA WE GOT IN FOR DRAMA NIGHT! COS TO TELL THE TRUTH, WE ROCKED THEIR SOCKS.
esther deserves praise. the script was like, wow. muchMUCH better than the one for sing to the dawn :D whoo hoo!

and don't even mention i'm slow. rachael sms-ed me, but i was out with an ex-classmate. :D
and ohmy- i left stef's tights in school.
erm -- oops? eheh

2007-10-24T05:51:00.000-07:00

merit cca day today. i hated it. first we had to do setup, which was dragging the damn heavy standing broad jump mats and rolling them out and there was one which was super gross and had cocoons in it. ewww. and then we had to setup the beepers. thank goodness jing xiao and bea took them from the foyer. apparently they were super heavy :P.

and then there were the two shifts. ohgod. do not even mention them. and we didn't get to go for recess. or rather, preferred to stay at the squash courts. and jean mysteriously disappeared, celeste had to go for comp, sarah didn't come. fik stayed, esther stayed. so basically there were two teachers for each group. disaster. thankfully enough, the people in the first session had talent. :D they were pro can. just that they didn't use what we taught them.

the second group? it was scary. especially when they were fencing. the blades flew everywhere. i was damn scared i would be hit cann. and then esther commented that it was a black card offence to hit the referee. :D

and THEN we had to go for the briefing at the hall IN THE MIDDLE OF PACKING UP. i was pissed. very pissed. when we got back ,the mats were rolled. and then i helped jing xiao carry some (okay, it was the one and i helped with the heavy one). we were abandoned okay! and then i rushed off for my lesson with really sore feet and a kind-of-scraped-knee. :P not fun. now my knees are like, red.
the school better not do this thing again.

2007-10-23T00:12:00.000-07:00

yay for merit ccas1! :D tomorrow is merit cca day. alisa is thus extremely happy. :D
quotable quote: be gayyyy. maria inspires GAY FEELINGS. ~esther
which brings to mind ... "but everyone's having sex, remus! are you like, opposed to gay sex or something?"
sirius is a wonderful influence. lily is a foolish git for choosing james over sirius. BOARD THE SIRIUS/LILY SHIP NOW, DARLINGS.
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chapter two excerpt:
“Oh hi Katie,” Oliver said, his voice changing to a deep, manly voice. Katie furrowed her brow slightly.
“What’s wrong with you?” She asked, going back to reading her book. Oliver was thinking, thinking if he actually had the balls to go through with this bet now having his target sat in front of him.
“N-Nothing. I'm alright now I’ve seen you,” Oliver replied as coolly as he could and failing miserably.
“Right. I’d go to bed if I were you,” Katie said, clearly not impressed with his attempted silver tongue and manly voice.
Oliver nodded and practically ran toward the boys stair way.
Walking up the steps, Oliver hung his head. OK, so his charm wouldn’t work and his looks were certainly not enough to go by like Cedric so he’d have to figure out something else. But what could young Captain Wood offer to women?
With a smile, Oliver realised something. His last name had just triggered the ultimate trump card.
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AHAHAHAHA. AHAHAHAHA.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2277338/1/Captains_Choice
THE AUTHOR MUST BE READ, I TELL YOU. BLASPHEMY THAT SOME PEOPLE DON'T APPRECIATE IT.

2007-10-22T03:00:00.000-07:00

whahahahahaha have finished the two pieces in mah new SKETCHBOOK! and one of them is painted. it was such a disaster. D: I DO NOT LIKE WATERCOLOURS. NOT AT ALL. BECAUSE THEY DON'T LIKE ME EITHER. pastels are my friend :DDD
i have painted myself almost up to half my forearm. and it kind of destroyed the paper. cos when i realised it was staining the paper, i got a sponge and soaked the part in LOTS AND LOTS of water. and then it warped. D: now its not nice. and i'm sitting on it with many many books on top in the hope that it will flatten itself. D:
annnnd i need someone to bring mascara tomorrow to school. cos my lovely makeup kit DOES NOT HAVE MASCARA. mine expired. D: shock horror condolences! thankyou, thankyou.
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what's cooler than a box of crayons?
my pastels. :D (inside joke)

2007-10-18T15:32:00.000-07:00

good morning world! its 6.31 am in the morning! my legs are sore, but that doesn't matter. my shoulder hurts too, but that also doesn't matter. its a bee-you-ti-ful day to be alive. except that pepers are being returned today D: awww. see you in school, m'dears! *flounces off*

2007-10-15T21:56:00.000-07:00

Sometimes James feels he is the woman in their relationship.
Lily has been sitting on James’ bed of the Seventh Years dormitory for exactly twenty three minutes, waiting for him to get ready for their date to Hogsmeade. James, at this precise moment in time, is trying on trousers… many, many trousers. Why James is trying on different trousers Lily cannot comprehend. For some reason he is undecided on what to wear. Lily has never met a boy so undecided about trousers in her entire life.
“Are these okay?” He moves up to her, rearward, modelling his backside. Lily stares at him, from head to literal bottom, slowly nodding.
“Yeah, you’re right,” James answers her thirty seconds of silence, before unzipping the jeans and kicking them off, in no shame that his boxers are plainly on show. At once he searches for another pair. There’s no embarrassment in changing in front of Lily; they’re so comfortable with one another there is no awkwardness in the air, despite the fact that James has his trousers down in front of a girl. This almost scares Lily, in a good way; it’s like they’re already married.
“How about these?”
Lily looks up from swinging her feet on the edge of the bed and finds James is now modelling a new pair of trousers. They look exactly the same as the previous pair; same colour and same number of pockets, but Lily humours him by not pointing this out. “They’re lovely, James,” she tells him, though she can’t see his head because he’s positioning his bottom in her face once more, so instead she tells said bottom. She’s almost inclined to touch it, but stops herself.
“Does my bum look alright?” he questions.
Lily blinks, several times. “Yes,” she tries to push the absurdity of this conversation aside as exchanges with this particular boy always pass off as peculiar (he is a Marauder, after all), “Yes, your bum looks fine,” she assures him.
“Are you sure?”
She continues to stare at the bottom positioned in front of her face. “Yes, it’s a wonderful bottom, James.” She stops her head from cocking to one side and takes her gaze off James’ backside before it puts her under some buttocks spell.
His voice turns quite smug in response, “Really?”
“Yes. Squeezable, round, plump; however you would like to describe it,” she chimes humorously.
“Do you think...” He pauses for a moment, and Lily urges him to carry on. “Do you think they make my arse look big?”
Lily stares at him with wide eyes and James realizes the strangely feminine question he has just asked – a question Lily hasn’t even asked James herself. Inappropriate is the word that flashes mutually before their minds.
“Erm…” James turns an adorable pink and mumbles, “We can go now.”
Pulling Lily to her feet, they hurry out of the dorm before any more femininity attacks him, James ignoring Lily’s mentioning of his bare feett, toes coated with bright pink nail varnish (Padfoot painted them in his sleep for a laugh again).
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“Your lips look dry.”
It’s this statement from Lily that makes James look up at her strangely from studying in the library. He finishes off the loop of the letter he is writing and asks Lily, “What?” while parting his mouth a little in confusion.
“Your lips,” Lily says again, pointing to his mouth. “They look dry.”
James raises his brow roguishly. “Too much kissing,” he suggests the explanation, grinning.
“Kissing what, a plunger?”
“A poo-lun-what?”
Lily gives up immediately. By now she should have learnt to never make a joke involving something Muggle related.
“Never mind,” she says, as James scratches his head. Lily digs in her school bag and produces some lip balm. “Here.” She hands him the small pot, hoping to both help and distract him from the Muggle appliance of a plunger. “Put that on your lips.”
James examines the small pot tentatively in between thumb and forefinger. With narrowed eyes, he brings the small pot to his mouth without even opening it first.
“Oh Merlin, James you need to open it first—”
“I’m kidding.” He smirks and opens up the small pot while Lily pretends to look offended for being tricked. She can't help but be worried James may possibly be experienced in putting on lip balm. After applying a thick layer of it on his mouth, so much it looks greasy, he pauses in realization in what he has just done.
“This is the equivalent of me putting on make-up, isn’t it?” he says worrisomely.
“I won’t tell anyone if you don’t,” Lily leans in, looking thoroughly amused.
“EVERYONE, PRONGS IS PUTTING ON LIPSTICK!”
Sadly, Sirius makes an appropriate arrival into the library (his first library visit in seven years, James notes in annoyance).
James also notes this as the second feminine moment of the week in an imaginary tally in his head.
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The next day, he rakes a hand through his hair in front of the mirror of the boys’ dormitory, clearly unsatisfied. His hair is doing ‘mental things’, not appearing the way he wants it (swoon-worthy). No spell or wizard product will sort it out. It is official: James Potter is having a bad hair day.
“Prongs,” Sirius pops his head into the boys’ dormitory because he is too lazy to check James’ well being by stepping fully inside the room, “I’ve been waiting for you in common room for more than half an hour, you stupid tit. Are you coming for breakfast or what?”
“Wait,” James tells him absently. “My hair.” He prods a particular bit that looks askew and groans in frustration when it doesn’t do what it’s told. “It’s doing mental things.”
Sirius can’t control the amusement flickering across his face. “You… you’ve been in here doing your hair all this time?”
James snaps his head from the mirror to glower at Sirius. “Yes,” he snaps.
Sirius barks a familiar laugh like the dog he is. “Women,” he declares, before slamming the door shut, his laughter echoing down the staircase.
James marks down the third line in the imaginary tally in his head.
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It’s half way through the cereal that Lily is eating at breakfast when James points out to her, “Your shirt collar is on the wonk.”
“Hmm?” she replies, about to spoonful some cereal into her mouth when James suddenly tugs her forward and she makes a small yelp, nearly landing her elbows into her bowl. In one swift movement, James pushes down her collar so it’s neat and tidy; his actions appearing oddly like a housewife. Once satisfied, he releases his girlfriend.
The entire group sitting around him, including the startled redhead and the rest of the Marauders, stare bizarrely at him. It doesn’t take long for James to realize the full magnitude of what he’s done.
“James is a lady,” Sirius explains simply, through a mouthful of toast.
A fourth line is made on the imaginary tally.
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“I’ve been having stomach cramps all day,” James complains in Transfiguration.
A fifth line is made.
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“James… your ‘manly chest’ seems to be… protruding more than usual,” Sirius tells him with a deadpan expression.
A sixth.
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“James, have you seen my Witches Weekly magazine?” Lily asks him, entering his dorm.
“Nope.”
“Are you sure? I think I left it here.”
“No. Sorry,” James looks apologetically at her – much too overwhelmingly apologetic to be natural sympathy.
Lily sighs in disappointment and tells him she’ll be back soon after searching for the reading material in her own dorm.
James stares hard at the magazine that is creeping from under his pillow.
A seventh line is made, with much screaming in his head afterwards.
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The feminine characteristics have been happening for at least a week now.
“C-c-c-c-c-c-c….”
James cannot even say the word ‘cold’ at this moment (or was the word ‘cod’? He can’t remember). He stands with Lily beside the Great Lake, admiring the scenery of puffy grey clouds of such a miserable day, reflecting his dejected mood (one can only imagine being a male and acting like a female isn’t pleasant – unless one prefers the new adopted characteristics). Walks in Hogwarts Grounds are the only ways the couple can get real privacy without someone complaining about public displays of affection, except James is currently turning blue, Lily notices, like azure threw up on him.
“Um…” She glances at James in the corner of her eye and worries about the colour he is turning, along with his chattering teeth that are ruining his pearly whites she’s always admired in secret. “Are you okay?”
“I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I….” James cannot even speak full sentences. With a gasp for breath, he mumbles, “I’m fine,” despite the fact that he feels his below parts are frozen. Stupid pillock, he tells himself, should have brought my robe. He rubs his arms so fiercely in attempt of warmth he causes scram marks to his skin.
Heaving a sigh, Lily takes off her robe, much to James’ horror. “Here,” she says softly, handing him the jacket. James refuses the jacket. He shakes his head stubbornly, his teeth still chattering from the cold air.
“Stop being noble,” Lily tells him, worried. He looks close on death. “James, for goodness sake.” She grabs his arm and tugs him towards her before he can escape. With no more arguments, Lily drapes the robe over his shoulders, while James studies her with a sort of pleased disturbance.
“What about you?” he asks her, as she is now the one left robe-less.
“I’m robust,” Lily tells him proudly. She doesn’t look a stretch on cold at all, James notices with amazement. Evans women are stronger than they look. “Ill manage, you silly woman-”
He flinches. “Will you stop?” he snaps a little.
“What?” Lily looks at him with amused bemusement.
“Serious ego bruising,” James frowns, and Lily’s tries to keep pokerfaced as she realizes he is talking in a solemn tone. “I feel like I’m the girl in this relationship; it’s bloody embarrassing.” He rubs his forehead in shame.
Lily can’t help but let a smile tug at her lips. “Did you know,” she hooks her arms around his neck, “all men are sort of half woman anyway because of the ‘X’ chromosome you have?”
“No, I didn’t know that, but thanks for informing that it’s scientifically proven I am half a woman, and so is fellow man.”
“My pleasure,” Lily replies, admiring his surly pout. “Anyway, I think your feminine behaviour is rather endearing—”
“Lily, I stole your girly magazine! It’s not endearing, it’s plain loony.”
Her arms fall from his shoulders. “You stole my magazine?”
“Yes!” James cries, looking the peak of insanity. “I was reading the article on exercises to getting a firmer bottom.”
“I thought we discussed this already, James, your bottom is fine.”
“I know, but sometimes when I’m walking I wonder if my bottom is making ripples in the air—”
“I love you,” Lily interrupts him with a murmur in his ear, and he immediately shuts up. Lily has told him this statement plenty of times, but James likes it when she tells him she loves him in that whisper of hers, the one that makes him shiver pleasurably. “I love you, your little paranoia about your delectable bum—”
“Squeezable, it is,” James adds.
“—and I love all the little slightly feminine habits you comprise.” She looks up at him with a small smirk. “Just don’t grow bigger bosoms than me or anything,” she warns him mischievously.
“Har har,” James says, before swooping down to kiss her. They get so carried away that they nearly stumble and fall into the Great Lake.
“Padfoot,” a bored Remus calls Sirius’ name from behind the bush they are spying James and Lily, on the other side of Hogwarts Grounds. “When are we going to tell Prongs we put that Womanly Curse on him?”
“Two more weeks, I swear,” Sirius promises, a pair of impressive binoculars held to his eyes, “I’ll stop the spell when he gets the menstruation.” Remus shoots him a repulsed look at this.
A distance shout by the lake makes them both nearly tumble into the bush and land a branch in Remus’ eye.
“AAARGH, MY CROTCH IS BLEEDING!”
“Too late,” Sirius guffaws.
Remus sighs in turn. “We’re going to go to hell for this.”
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okay, that was just a little long, wasn't it? it was the first james/lily drabble is "cameo images". lovely. simply lovely.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2987633/1/Cameo_images
whahaha. you have to go read!

2007-10-15T03:54:00.000-07:00

shall be baking tomorrow. really. a baking alisa is a happy alisa. leave me alone with an oven and ingredients, and i shall be on a baking high for the next hour or so. *shrugs* i totally see this majorly big illness looming ahead, y'know. but what crap, baking is funn. and my mind is totally screwed.
for those of you who know what i'm talking about, have you ever thought of a RoyWinry pairing? it'll be so cool! like, melted iron, totally. flame and a wrench. interesting.
and i'm totally against incest on FMA. like eww. EdwardAl? you have got to be kidding me. and another interesting one would be FemEdRoy. mmhmm. i read it on ff.net. ed turned female because al got him back from the other side of the gate, but the calculations for the array were worng, somehow, and he became female, got HER leg back, and fell for roy :D i think i might love the author.

2007-10-13T00:13:00.001-07:00

"Okay," said Professor McGonagall as she paced around the room of her Transfiguration class. "Today, we have a little . . . different schedule." She stopped in front of her desk and turned to face the class. "The school board has ordered this upon us, and I was the appointed teacher, lord knows how," she breathed quietly. "Anyway, we have to do a class on . . . um, sexual education."
Sirius Black and James Potter instantly roared in laughter. "You're kidding," Remus Lupin said. "Please tell me you're kidding."
"Unfortunately, I'm not. But we do all know of how much a jokester I am," McGonagall rolled her eyes. "So, we should get started. Silencio!" She pointed her wand at James and Sirius and their laughed ceased in a second.
I looked over at them as their fists banged on the table and they slapped each other on the back, their mouthes open in silent laughter. I myself found the situation a little funny too, but there was no reason to freak out or anything. My sister had been all proud the day she came back from sexual education when I was still living at home so I had always wondered if we would have it at Hogwarts.
Once the boys calmed down, McGonagall took the spell off of them and began with her lesson. "Okay, um, sex isn't always something you should do." She was standing very awkwardly at the front of the class as she twirled her wand between her fingers. "Sex might seem like a fun thing to do, but pregnancy can always occur, and you don't want to be the only one with a baby at Hogwarts, do you?"
"They have spells for that," Sirius pipped up. "I know them all."
"What if you fall for a nice Muggle with while you're home during summer vacation, Mr. Black?" McGonagall asked.
"Hah!" Sirius said loudly. "What makes you think I'm allowed outside during vacation?"
"Well, you're case isn't the same as everyone else's," McGonagall said. "Everyone should know the . . . unsafe things sex can bring."
"How would she know?" James whispered loud enough so I could hear. "She's probably a virgin."
Sirius stuffed his fist in his mouth to muffle he laughter. McGonagall gave James a sharp glance but continued her work. "Does anyone else know a result of sex?"
"Orgasms!" Sirius yelled."
"If you can't handle the lesson, Mr. Black, then I may ask you to leave," McGonagall said.
"And miss this? Not for the world!"
"Then I suggest you close your big fat mouth and listen, god dammit!" McGonagall said, her temper raising. "Okay, I have an activity. This will help you learn how to say no to your partner in a relationship. If you say no, your partner should respect your reply and drop the topic right away. Do I have any volunteers?"
James's hand shot up into the air. McGonagall reluctantly called on him. "Okay, now we need a girl."
My friend, or so I thought, Marlene, took her wand out and pointed it at my arm, charming it to go up. James's eyes lit up and his smile reached the lake.
"Miss Evans?" McGonagall said, knowing very well that I had no interest in Potter what so ever. "You want to go?"
Before I could say no and explain that Marlene had charmed my hand, Potter had ran over to me and grabbed my hand, running up the front of the class with me. "I knew it," Potter said. "You have loved me all along!"
I growled at him and took my hand back forcefully.
"Okay, now, I'm going to give Mr. Potter a card to read off of. Mr. Potter is going to pressure Miss Evans to have sex with him."
I stared at McGonagall with my mouth open. "Excuse me?" I asked.
"YES!" James said, thrusting his fist into the air. "Hell yeah!"
"This is not practice on Mr. Potter's part," McGonagall said forcefully. "I have a couple cards to demonstrate with. We'll go back and forth between Mr. Potter pressuring and Miss Evans. Please pay attention."
I looked at the class and they were all at the edge of their seats, ready for a good, funny lesson. They were all taking notes in their head. Rumors to spread when they get out of class. Evans wants to have sex with Potter. Potter is a sissy and said no to Evans. Evans is a slut who wants sex with Potter.
Potter took a card from McGonagall and read it to himself. He allowed himself a good laugh before turning to me, his face a little red. "Why do you have to be so prude? I thought you loved me."
The class burst out laughing and Potter smiled in spite of himself. I gave McGonagall a glare. "I'm not prude. And I don't love you."
"That's not what you said yesterday," Potter replied.
"I lied," I said, crossing my arms across my chest. "I don't want to have sex with you."
"Okay," said McGonagall. "I know that you don't like Mr. Potter all that much, Miss Evans, but you have to be a bit realistic. You don't say to your boyfriend that you don't love them . . . like that."
"Boyfriend?" I said. "Potter would ask that to any random girl walking up the hall!"
Sirius went, "Ohhhhhhh!" really loudly and the class laughed.
"Here, Miss Evans. Your turn."
I took the card roughly from her hands and closed my eyes when I had read it. "We have a connection. Why don't you just go with it and have sex with me?"
Once again, the annoying class roared with laughter. Potter took a step closer to me and said, "Sure, baby!"
McGonagall instantly separated us. "Potter! You're supposed to say no!"
"To Evans?" he asked. "Not in a million years."
She rolled her eyes and said, "Miss Evans, why don't you take a seat. Mr. Black, you come up here."
Sirius laughed and joined James at the front of the room. I hit Marlene, who was laughing her ass off, when I reached her.
"Since you can't seem to handle a girl, why don't we try a boy?" McGonagall asked, giving James another card. "Read it."
"Padfoot, my love, we've been dating for so long! I might have to break up with you if we don't do it soon," James said dramatically.
"Oh, Prongs, I never knew you were a queer."
"We've been dating for five goddamn months, you idiot! Have sex with me!" James said.
"I don't know if I'm comfortable dating rapists," Sirius said, backing away.
McGonagall buried her face in her hands and said, "Stop! Would you two just stop it? Potter, sit down."
James looked at Sirius and said, "I must go now. But my love for you burns like the intensity of a millions suns."
"I will see you soon, my love," Sirius said, blowing him a kiss. James walked backwards all the way back to his seat, giving Sirius loving looks.
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i think i might die of laughter. and this is only an extract. bloodyhell.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3339741/1/Health_Class_At_Hogwarts

2007-10-12T06:57:00.000-07:00

i can't bear to leave 109. really. it started as a totally random thought, like "next year, i'm so gonna miss ____" and "omg that's so sad. i probably won't be in the same class as most of them". and then i felt appreciative. 109 isn't your "average crappy class"(sarah's words, not mine) and its not backstabbing, or politic-ky, or fake, or whatever. its just us being... i dunno, us. and that's the best thing. you can actually talk properly to each other, instead of hiding behind fake smiles, and dripping words everyday. its just sad that there are classes who can't talk to each other properly without motives in sec 1. like, we're thirteen, darlings.

i'm really gonna miss you guys in sec 2. D: all the times we spent laughing, joking, smiling with each other, i don't think we'll ever have that kind of complete trust and faith in each other to talk heart to heart. we'll all grow up, have different friends, and to each other, we'll just be friends that you'll talk to when you see her, pass her in the corridors and smile. but we won't be the type of really bonded people that you will definitely sling an arm over her back kind of friends anymore. and i really don't want to give that up. its hard to leave, and making attachments makes it all the more harder. knowing that we'll probably leave our comfort zone and never be able to turn back time to that period of innocence. and 109 is my comfort zone. i really do feel more at ease at school than at home most of the times. because 109 is where all my friends are.

do not read. this is emo crap. though it IS very true.

PIKCHAS

2007-10-11T02:08:00.000-07:00

very very blurred picture of huifei, i think. can't see.
stef the greedy pig is happy!
hee. nothing to say, darlin'. we are MAD. completely and utterly and happily mad.
stab stab!
chris ha weird hair thanks to stef!

hilarious. simply hilarious. :D
esther smiling-yet-not-exactly-smiling look.
the long long piece of cheese!
:D
the flipside. kidding. PIZZA IS LOVES INDEED

stefanie is POSING for a photo!
huimin is just ... weird.
zee TALL one racheL! all shall bow down to her tallness.
christabel looks sian, doesn't she?
stef is angry. okay no she's not.

2007-10-10T00:27:00.000-07:00

JJ Lin = awesomest voice :D his voice is kind of heartwrenching, in certain songs, and just really soothing in others. :D anyone willing to fork out for an album with me? listening to: 就是我 by JJ

:D yes i know i should be mugging for math now. but i really haven't the mood to do so. i'm severely zoning out when i touch my math notes. aaaaand i want to read fanfic. but i know i'll get addicted to this certain fic and i'll never touch the notes again. so D:

ahhhh crapcrap math is tommorrow = certain death awaits = no more new boots. and i really wanted the boots. nevermind, shall go mug anyway. bet you'll i won't get an inch of work done.

2007-10-08T23:28:00.000-07:00

Al looked between the two and smiled brightly, “They went on their honeymoon to a shooting range up north. Apparently Hawkeye’s father owns it so they rented out the lodge all to themselves for a week and shot all sorts of guns while up there!”
The two adults blinked and looked at Al. Winry smiled slowly, a silly look on her face, “…who told you that?”
“Mustang did. He said that they did all sorts of things up there, and that Hawkeye showed him how to lock and load his gun properly.”
Edward’s face went white in horror and Winry slapped a hand over her mouth as she kept a yelp of laughter in.
Looking between the two, Alphonse shifted then smiled nervously, “Well... he did… he said he also learned how to clean Hawkeye’s barrel really well too… I don’t know what he means but…” he was cut off at that point.
Winry did yelp in laughter even as she turned scarlet in embarrassment for Al, who had no idea what he was talking about.
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heh. isn't fanfic just the wonderfullest thing ever? and i can totally imagine al saying that. like all innocent: mustang said that hawkseye showed him how to lock and load his gun properly. *big smile* *sparkly eyes* obviously in his own cute ten year old body. :D shall go read more.

blue moon :D

2007-10-07T05:02:00.000-07:00

my empty cup of good ol' ice cream!
CHOCOLATE IS THE LOVES! :DDD but its mei's cos i finsihed mine
mei and her chocolate ice cream!
statue of ice cream liberty goodness! :DDD
pooh is happy. :D

okay, so i'm a bit hyper. who wouldn't be, after like a mountain of icecream. I SAW THE CALORIES, I DID, I DID. but today is TEH day of liberty :D or so mei sez. so <333

2007-10-06T01:46:00.000-07:00

i met felicia(lim) on the bus! she was like my kindergarten friend. we have amazing memories, both of us. we were like standing on the aisle or whatever you call it for a moment, then we recognised each other at the same time. went for lunch with her :D she's gorgeous now. she was one of the only ones in my class who turned out pretty :D exchanged emails and phone numbers. i just realised i know like 4 felicias. felicia lim, felicia tay, felicia lim again (two felicia lims), felicia yeo.
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my family is composed of exercise freaks. my body hurts like MAD. first, at around 3+ we went running at the nature reserve, and my legs were aching by then cos we really RAN. then we came home, changed into our swimsuits, and went to the pool downstairs and swam for ages. thank goodness it was around evening by then. and i look like a prune.
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sydney writes bee-you-ti-fully. go to her blog and read the latest post.

2007-10-04T23:49:00.000-07:00

countdown to end of eoys: 6 more papers to go
the time now is 6.28am. i should be doing last minute revision. for chinese (^.^) and geog (o.o). but no. WHY THE HELL AM I BLOGGING NOW? i think there's a problem with my brain and cognitive activity going on at the moment. not thinking clearly. i am so going to die today. more so today than yesterday. and i shall die even more on chem day. *faints* stef you better come for the chem reivison.
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geog today wasn't too bad. not as hard as i expected, at least. hopefully it'll pull up my horrendous semester one marks. chinese was just easy. i'm lousy at practically any kind of composition, so thank goodness for small miracles.
can we PLEASE watch sense and sensibility for the movie marathon? the one with alan rickman in it. its amusing watching snape play a completely different role. and can we not watch the importance of being ernest? ye gods, esther. its just odd. though i think claire would approve. /edit: of both sense and sensibility, and the importance of being ernest. never quite liked oscar wilde myself, but i suppose you would, claire.
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sometimes, don't you just get the feeling that nothing that happens currently is quite as important and it should? and sometimes, people just place too much emphasis on things being tangible. if what we have everyday has to be tangible, i don't think i would quite like living. can't something be important and emotional, just for once? and can't something remain as it is, without being discussed and overanalysed, just for once?
humans are overly emotional creatures, i think. life would be much simpler if we didn't have to deal with all the doubts and insecurity that comes with being human.

2007-10-03T23:32:00.000-07:00

countdown to end of eoys: 8 more papers to go
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happy birthday rachael! :D

the english today was quite okay lah. not too hard. surprisingly alot of people chose the descriptive writing. it is not fun. i wanted to take the title one, decided it was too hard, moved on to question 2. my hand was cramping after the exam cos i wrote 4 sides in about 50 + minutes. not too bad for someone who has no imagination (at least not the proper kind), eh?

the lit was utter crap. i lost my head by the second question cos i spent too much time on the first one. the first question was kind of expected, but i forgot the time and droned on and on. so the second question was kinda rushed. the paper itself was quite okay lah, but i think i misinterpreted the the last question.

i need to mug geog. i can't bloody find my bloody notes, dammit.
/edit: hehheh. they were somewhere under my bed, at least the river management ones. i think i left the rest in my locker. and tomorrow's the exam. ohcrap. ohCRAP.

2007-10-03T01:17:00.000-07:00

as esther would say, warning: caps abuse

I'MSUPPOSEDTOREPRESENTBUCKLEINODT?WTHCRAPCRAPCRAP.

now that's over and done with, we can look at the important stuff. EOYs start TOMORROW. thank goodness that lit and english paper one is tomorrow. i like :D yes i KNOW i'm weird but lit and english are like so far the easiest papers (or HOPEFULLY so) possible. these two papers are failproof as long as you can crap up something that SEEMS clearrelevantaccurateprecise. yep. i shall die next thursday. (your condolences are much appreciated, thank you) i just know i'm going to fail. if i really do die on thursday, esther, i would like to be buried under the ice in the iceskating rink, somewhere very FAR below the ice. i entrust my corpse to you cos i think stefanie and rachael would mutilate it.

riight, the geog notes are demanding my attention.

2007-09-30T18:37:00.001-07:00

sigh. sighsigh. my reputation is in tatters now. not that i had one in the first place, but still. sigh.
STEF YOU ARE SO DEAD MY DEAR. DEAD. note the caps abuse. DEAD.

and i may just arrange my exam on the 11th of october :D cos i have to retake it. skating is a bother when you fail, yeah?

do four sentances constitute a post? NO.

ohyes. happy children's day, darlings!
and no, darling does not refer to you, bing quan, levine, benjamin, jared, whoever.

2007-09-30T05:47:00.000-07:00

i'm away for one day and my c-box explodes with comments about the scandal. there is NO scandal. no scandal. and sydney is thinking too far along the line. it is pretty much impossible for us to PDA on the bus. we're what, thirteen? and i wouldn't do that, would i?

i shall never trust stef again. she betrayed me. and i repeat, there is no scandal. that was a fanciful imagination on stef's part. and having lunch with a boy shouldn't be a scandal anyway. i mean, not if its an ex-classmate, right.

and expect super short posts from now until end of eoys. i hate my history notes.

2007-09-28T20:19:00.000-07:00

sydney is a beautiful lyricist. as in, the lyrics she writes are beautiful :D hehheh. really.
http://esnetsap.wordpress.com/
go see! they're pretty meaningful, in addition to the concepts.
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apparently dad had surgery last night to remove a wisdom tooth or something :D. and he had two types of antibiotics, pain killers and something else to take. so while they are away, mei and i watched a movie :D. i fell asleep halfway.

and i got myself a date on the 13th of october. okay, not really, but still. he happens to be an ex-classmate of mine. who happens to take the same bus home as me. and whom i saw on 190 yesterday on the way to bukit panjang plaza. and we had lunch. that's all, i swear. *innocent, wide-eyed look* so yeah. 13th o octobe ris when HIS eoys end.

and i'm allowed to go skating once eoys end! yay. ask your mom, stef. anyone else interested?

2007-09-28T00:58:00.001-07:00

i hope you never lose your sense of wonder
you get your fill to eat
but always keep that hunger
may you never take one single breath for granted
god forbid love ever leave you empty handed

i hope you still feel small
when you stand by the ocean
whenever one door closes
i hope one more opens
promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance

and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
i hope you dance
i hope you dance

i hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
never settle for the path of least resistance
living might mean taking chances
but they're worth taking
lovin' might be a mistake
but it's worth making

don't let some hell bent heart
leave you bitter
when you come close to selling out
reconsider
give the heavens above
more than just a passing glance
(i hope you dance/lee ann womack)
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the bus ride to bukit panjang plaza today was erm... interesting? err yeah. ask stef. on second thought, DON'T ask stef. heh heh. scandalous, it was. according to her, at least. :D
and the lyrics have nothing to do with what happened today, incase you're wondering. i just listened to it again while revising.
alright i know this isn't a proper post, but i'm busy kay. shall sit down and type out nice long posts once EOYs start. ahhh the dreaded EOYs eh? must go revise cos i have no idea what we have to know.

2007-09-27T02:32:00.000-07:00

ooh got the results for the jpsl selection camp today! tiffany was the only one from our class who got jpsl. congrats! :D our class definitely has no leadership qualities, eh? :D

and on the bus i met this totally adorable baby. her mom was like carrying her, and then i stood up to give her the seat, and then the baby giggled. and then the person taking the other seats gets up lah, and then i sit down, and the baby laughs and waves. she's super smart cann. she's doesn't look two. i want a nice baby sister! then i can be a nice older sister. and when she grows up i can fangirl to her about certain people and she will understand because i influenced her! :D sorry. just a particular fantasy of mine.

going to the gym :D

2007-09-25T02:32:00.000-07:00

my name is alisa,
not alisah, alyssa, alissa, alysa or goodness knows what else.
because certain people *glare* insist on irritating me. ho hum. i DO hope you are reading this.
and now that's been mentioned...
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FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS! *gasp*

this one is practically legendary. firefawn's eclispe of the sky. so if you haven't read it yet, follow the nice purple line to the story. it is still a work in progress, you have been warned. and it IS definitely dark.
http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?psid=69102

i think i may die. of heartbreak. and you will too, if you finish this one. it was so saaaad that it made me cry. go read! really. its only a one-shot. mmhmm. see, i even provided the link :D
http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?chapterid=270360
ohwait, esther did that on her blog already.
well, if two people recommend the same story, it can't be all that bad now, can it? :D

aaand another recommendation! beware, it IS novel length, and it takes you some time to finish it. but i totally love this author's cedric. so presenting .... 'finding himself' by minisinoo!
http://www.themedicinewheel.net/finding_himself/finding_himself.html
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2007-09-22T18:59:00.000-07:00

today's sunday! i am happy. because i have finished english homework. yay! fanfic, here i come.

cath is THE ultimate genius in james/lily fics. read! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2892552/1/Mirror_Mirror
see, i've even provided the link. now, go!

and yes, i DO like james/lily.
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secret is a wonderful film. i wonder if its still screening. does anyone know?
the music is magical, really.
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ahhhh! haven't finished lit. D: someone save meh, i'm drowning in ignorance

2007-09-21T19:20:00.000-07:00

i remember it well
the first time that I saw
your head around the door
cause mine stopped working

i remember it well
there was wet in your hair
i was stood in the stairs
and time stopped moving

i remember it well
taxied out of a storm
to watch you perform
and my ships were sailing

i want you here tonight
i want you here
cause I can't believe what I found
i want you here tonight
i want you here
nothing is taking me down, down, down

(i remember/damien rice)
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another week, one hundred steps closer to the dreaded exams. i'm scared. i haven't even started revising yet. and i can't do the english formative. out of the what, 12 questions(?) i could only answer three. pathetic? uhhuh. i have given up. so... on to happier stuffs!
we did a practical in the lab yesterday! for chem. chromatography is funn. and i made pretty patterns! worte lyrics in bed last night, inspiration strikes at the oddest times. shall post them up another time when i feel better about the homeowrk. or when i have actually done the said homework. someone save me from the evil piece of lit homework that constantly demands my attention!

2007-09-20T04:20:00.000-07:00

♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
where DO you live
one cell in the sea. says:
bukit batok.
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
ooh
one cell in the sea. says:
coming to stalk me issit.

how true IS that?
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had dance exam today. i completely and utterly failed it. ohmygoshes. i want to die. wait. correct that. i want to take dance lessons. preferably in rhumba. not jive. jive looked scary.

2007-09-19T05:06:00.000-07:00

i feel very hardworking now. haha. i've finished almost half of the chem pt! whee :D i am super happy. i need mountain dew to celebrate, but the refrigerator is out of bounds cos of my horrid sore throat. i am in agony. my MOUNTAIN DEW.
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fanfic is often highly amusing, if you don't read the type that huifei does, which is super angsty.

and for esther, jing hui, stefanie if she reads this, huifei, whoever who has read the mangoes story, i absolutely love the drabbles collection.

James attempts yet again, with the sort of saddened look you would see on a homeless child, “Lily, please? Pretty please with a mango on top?”
“A what on top?”
“I don’t like cherries,” James says, as if that explains the phrase.

*twirltwirl* *giggle* omg james/lily is damn cute! *falls over* *twitch at lack of overall response*

2007-09-18T05:28:00.000-07:00

went to school today, had chem revision after school. thanks everyone! i love you guys loads. especially christabel. cos i think i was a horrendous pupil :P. never try to teach me something related to science and think i'll get it on the first try. try a few thousand instead.
and it ended up being a pig out with truth or dare and have you ever after i got everything in the fa. so yeah, it was fun. and the dares were especially good. kudos to claudia!

suppose I never, ever met you
suppose we never fell in love
suppose I never, ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
suppose I never, ever saw you
suppose you never, ever called
suppose I kept on singing love songs
just to break my own fall

i never loved nobody fully
always one foot on the ground
and by protecting my heart
truly i got lost
in the sounds
i hear in my mind
all of these voices
i hear in my mind
all of these words
i hear in my mind
all of this music
and it breaks my heart
(regina spektor/fidelity)
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ohyeah. let me tell you the story of the mangoes. once upon a time, esther read a fanfic that was james/lily. and it was very nice. and in the story, after james had shagged lily, sirius, who apparently had some sort of radar to detect that, asked james what they had done the night before. and james said that they had mangoes. so sirius said something along the lines of having had mangoes with james all over the place when he went to james place. and then lily told james that he was not allowed to have mangoes with anyone except her.
and after reading this, while doing her homework, esther kept thinking about mangoes. so she wrote on her chem worksheet "stop it brain. or i shall cut off your mango supply."
and then she told alisa toh this tory, who told everyone this story and wrote it up here.
and that concludes the story of the mangoes of the 109 class. who does indeed lead a very active mango life. and all tropical fruits are the love <33
esther, give me the link to the fanfic, will ya? *whines* be an obliging darling, please.

2007-09-16T18:45:00.000-07:00

i am very very ill. right now, i am nursing a nose which seems to be constantly dripping, a VERY sore throat that does not enable me to speak more than a few words before giving me a coughing fit, and a slight fever that makes my entire head, neck, and the back of my eyes ache. being sick is not nice. not nice at all. thank goodness for medicine.
should probably be well enough to go to school tomorrow. i hope. cos' chem revision with claudia and stefanie is tomorrow.
ahwells. the screen of my darling nec versa is making my eyes ache. ta ta.
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2007-09-15T01:39:00.000-07:00

iccs beach cleanup was today. and i didn't go cos i went for this awards presentation. at vivocity. and watched a movie before the awards thing.
so rachael told me about it. and apparently maria found lots of clothes. shirt belt shorts bra. i don't want to know what people do there. it sounded interesting though. not what the people did, the cleanup.
and the awards presentation was boring, seriously. but the "light refreshments" were good.
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2007-09-14T04:46:00.000-07:00

i gave you a shooting star
a symphony of colours
you promised me a rainbow
entrapped in a bottle

i taught you to hear the fairies' song
the way to neverland
you learnt and did not forget
and returned me something, in turn

you drew me a map to your heart
i sang to you magic lullabys
you danced to me dreams of hope
i played to you a chorus

but we have grown up, you and i
we have forgotten to dream
no longer knowing how to imagine
we are the lost

something i DID write on impulse, but i'm a hopeless lyricist :P i still love to write though. its more fun than writing poetry, like esther (lim) does.

2007-09-13T05:27:00.001-07:00

whee! last day of training today. my legs and ankles and right knee and right shoulder (yes i know it shouldn't!) and left middle knuckle hurt like mad. oooh. legs is from the training, duh. which proves that i need to get fitter. and esther (lim), i did really have the packet of biscuit for dinner.
i found out that esther (tan) is an iceskater! OMG. i bet celeste's reaction will be extremely funnaye. i want to go ice skating with her someday. i am superrr rusty lah. i can't do a spin properly. bah and humbug. not enough revolutions. if i remember correctly, i need 6 or 8 to pass freestyle 1. rawr.
i saw this totally CUTE bag at orchard! i want it :D. its only like 30+. so CHEAP. shall go buy once i have money. and thanks, claudia. for being my lovely chemistry tutor (or agreeing to be, anyway). i predict that the monday session shall be productive. or maybe not, cos its at orchard. but whatever.
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"If you get kissed, I want details!"
... no comment, dearie. and why would i get kissed, anyway? it was a plain and simple erm... outing. yes. it was completely innocent. and incase anyone's wondering, it was Andre who said it. and yes, he is a bimbotic boy, amazingly enough. he behaves like a girl, and a more bimbotic girl than me. which no one will belive, anyway.

2007-09-11T05:59:00.000-07:00

Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Apres moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood

I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I, oh, must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
(apres moi/regina spektor)

i don't want to talk about it. really. i have never been so unhappy this year. you can't break that which isn't yours? my foot.
okay ignore that. that was emo-ish crap lah.
regina spektor is magic! this isn't my favourite song of hers, but its still great. and i love her music to bits. she is a wonderfully and amazingly talented singer-songwriter-pianist.
and i have been nominated for the jpsl and pit thing! whee! camp tomorrow :D i love camps. i bet that i'll be getting a flooded tagboard cos of most people's*coughcough* shock and disbelief. see ya tomorrow! life is good :D
i turn emotions on a dime, my dearies.

2007-09-10T01:04:00.000-07:00

*at anna's house, after her internet got killed somehow*

Matthew: Does your internet need mouth to mouth, Anna?
Anna: *snorts* I need mouth to mouth. Preferably with a tall dark and handsome Slytherin
Anna: I think you all know who I'm referring to.
Me: Theo?
Me: *grins*
Anna: I'll give you a hint!
Anna: He has a nose deformation!
Me: Ah, Slughorn!

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Oh, the joys of being thirteen and immature. that had us rolling on the floor tearing. or at least me and anna did. seriously. for about a couple of minutes. and yes it was fun. i was on a sugar high from root beer. i wanna go to her house again! it was damn cool.

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ohyeah. music meme from sydney's blog. cos i guessed too many of hers. heehee. guess, people! on the tagboard, yeah.
1) Put your playlist on random.
2) Type out the first line of the first 15 songs you hit. DON’T CHEAT EVEN IF THE SONG IS EMBARRASSING YOU HAVE TO USE IT.
3) Strike it out once people have guessed
4) Try not to google.

1. shadows all around you as you surface from the dark [you are the moon/the hush sound] (sydney)
2. i was on your porch
3. she's doesn't deserve to be in no place like this all alone
4. there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth [cannonball/damien rice] (sydney :D)
5. you have a jump in your step [sweet talk 101/ cute is what we aim for] (sydney again)
6. i want to live where soul meets body [soul meets body/deathcab
7. i must go on standing
8. this is for the ones who believe their lives won't change
9. brown eyes and lungs are filled up with smoke
10. today is the day the worst day of my life
11. love of mine some day you will die [i will follow you into the dark/deathcab] (pro sydney)
12. you don't care about impossible
13. paper bags and plastic hearts [the great escape/boys like girls] (sydney, but this was obvious cos it was on her meme too)
14. swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch [moan/cute is what we aim for] (sydney is damn fast cann)
15. i want to sing to you my love

hint: some of these are by regina spektor, but NO GOOGLING.

cont. from lastLAST post :D

2007-09-09T01:38:00.000-07:00

okay. riight. since miin asked for photos... here they are! and sugar makes you happy again, as a side note. so yes. even though coke has like 907438295 calories in it, I DRANK COKE. and i was high. and when alisa gets high, watch out! and the photos are the old ones from camp, not any new ones cos' the new ones will most definitely be my death warrant.

lisa and pearlyn!
erm... esther taking a picture of me taking a picture of esther taking a picture of me. she has the other photo! go look :P
nina!
lots and lots and lots of people waiting at the bus stop! i see... mich holding bread, lots of people sitting down, including amanda, rachel lu's blue bag, sydney eating, and someone i don't recognise :D
miin and grace and the se7en green things! that sounded slightly wrong, but ah wth.
grace and miin!
the holy and most sacred WATERBOTTLE!
and since when was i a mass dance capt? ho hum

vanessa!

fencing minime '07!

2007-09-08T07:08:00.000-07:00

okay. comp's over for indiv. i feel clean. now that i can think, i shall think about the competition. i feel super loser now. i was ranked 14 from about erm 40 plus fencers in u13? yeah. ohman.

i passed the poules, which is basically where the fencers are randomly grouped into groups(poules) of about 5 each. and you get to fence every other fencer in your poule. and then the top 30 or something are ranked according to the points they scored in total. and then they have DE(direct elimination) according to their rank. the topTOP 3 ranks don't have to participate in the first round of DE. yep. and DE goes on until they have the TOTAL ranking. cos only the winning fencer from each bout goes to the next round. and then somehow they get the top. uhhuh.

i was ranked 19 at first D: and then i won DE round 1 and i usurped her rank. which was 14. and i lost to the PRO celine. who was rank 3 D: so then i was ELIMINATED. oh boohoo. actually the bout was quite okay. 15-12. so yeah. that's about it. and i just realised in the shower that i have like a hundred bruises. ohman. OUCH. i will look abosolutely horrifying on monday if the bruises all show. crapp. okay. sarah has pictures, by the way, so when she sends them to me, i'll load them here! hweefang and sarah will murder be when the pictures from my camera are loaded. cos' there's this totally scandalous picture of them sitting together beside the piste with what looks like sarah's hand on hweefang's boob. yeah. cos sarah was sitting IN FRONT of hweefang, and she was raising her hand. yep. so it was the wonderful camera angle. perceptions change.

house camp '07! photopost :D

2007-09-07T05:04:00.001-07:00

rachael and miin!
candid camera! sydney. after sentosa. i know i'll be killed for this. more later, in the next post. candid shots are funnn.
whoops start of camp!
lazy to turn. so turn your head. sydney, haslina, becky, miin!

start of camp! weird song singing by the dear sub-comm heads and captains!
me and christabel!
haslina and ruth-who-has-a-weird-expression!
pearlyn!
gloria who does not look like gloria

okay! shall post more next time cos' i'm too lazy now. my arms hurt like mad. SUNBURN! and camp was superDUPER nice. i want camp again. :D great job captains!

house camp '07!

2007-09-05T05:20:00.000-07:00

i am busy. busy as a bee. having training later. i donwanna go! lazy :P. just had breakfast. yes it is late. so it is brunch. but anyways, i have CAMP tomorrow! can't wait, really. the last time I went to camp was at orientation cos I didn't go for the cca one :P. whee! i'm super hyper and un-alisa-ish now. I love camps! they're fun :D. and not because of what you think, stef, esther, christable and god-knows who else. i reallyREALLY love camps purely for the sake of erm...loving camps? I sound disjointed and random. whatever. I'm hyperrrr.

I shall post pictures of camp if i can take them the next post :D.

kays, buhbye darlin's! till then!

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ooh back from training! let's talk about the training today. it was fairly unproductive, to tell the truth. heehee. mainly because it was in UNITED SQUARE. and there was a class at 2.30. so we started free fencing at like 1.45, ended at 2.15. a bloody half and hour of fencing. where only celeste and i fenced. because celine and hweefang (yay i got it right) couldn't come.

and after that, we went shopping. and glutton-ing. well at least i glutton-ed. celeste had an ice milo. spoilsport. and she wouldn't let me go into swensons or starbucks. SPOILSPORT. and after that we went to novena square for 15 minutes and WALKED around becuase after that she had to go home for tution. so it REALLY wasn't productive. ah wells, at least she still managed to give me two bruises. on my legs. she has amazing point control.

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♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
snape
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
snape
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
severus snape
`maria dont-care attitude. says:
dumbledore
`maria dont-care attitude. says:
oops
`maria dont-care attitude. says:
hehe

maria is amusing. so am i. hehe. most people should remember this. those who know say 'aye!' in the taggie.

.我怀念的.

2007-09-03T20:40:00.000-07:00

想问为什么我不再是你的快乐
可是为什么却苦笑说我都懂了
自尊常常将人拖着把爱都走曲折
假装了解是怕真相太赤裸裸
狼狈比失去难受

我怀念的是无话不说
我怀念的是一起作梦
我怀念的是争吵以后
还是想要爱你的冲动

我记得那年生日
也记得那一首歌记
得那片星空
最紧的右手
最暖的胸口

谁记得谁忘了
我怀念的是无言感动
我怀念的是绝对炽热
我怀念的是你很激动求
我原谅抱得我都痛

我记得你在背后
也记得我颤抖着
记得感觉汹涌
最美的烟火
最长的相拥
(stefanie sun/我怀念的)

i would bold the whole song, but it looks ugly :P. the lyrics are sad, really. i want her new album! someone donate to the get-alisa-every-new-album-that-she-wants fund. its worth it. really. :D sigh. just bought ANOTHER album. i couldn't resist. whyy do the albums call out to me so? i want more money :D. i NEED more money.
i shall not go out anymore :(. kay. going to the gym later. and i'm so not anorexic or whatever you called me, stef. i want to actually pass 2.4 next year. okay, so i passed this year. correction then. pass with a better grade.
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♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
ummm
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
UMMM
!rachel says:
hahahaha
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
okaaaay
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
i think
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
you're abit hyper today

do not bother about what rachel said above. because you should not know. yes. especially not esther or christabel. stef can know:D rachael too. it was embarrassing. yes. and it is about her, esther. but you will not tag on my tagboard. or anyone.

.Mr Meme.

2007-09-02T18:36:00.000-07:00

1. (the person who tagged you is)
stefanie

2. (your relationship with him/her is)
classmates whoo go 109!

3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) (bloodyhell 5?!)
erms funnaye twin of rachael;) has violence tendencies(duck! haha remember?) fun to be around with anorexic

4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you)
erms I don't know leh. aiyahhh, i dunno D: abit confused now. rushing cos i'm going to go out to watch amovie! :D

5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you)
alisaaaaaa! don't be sick!
(i'm really that sick meh? whyy is it that they keep on tell me not to be sick? i'm not that sick D:)

6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will)
okayyy. WRONG, i tell you. not that i'm a slash hater(i love slash) but to be that with stef, of all people, is just plain WRONG. besides, maria would kill me. or rachael. or SOMEONE.

7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)
in general, i don't think either of them would be my lover(s?). stef would kill herself listening to innundoes :D.

8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will)
erm, i dunno? cry, and plead? nah, i'm not that pathetic(at least, i hope so). i'll dao her:D

9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be)
i have no idea. i'm so loveable, how could she be my enemy? :D

10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is)
i do? actually, i'm too lazy to get out of the chair now. so i will only get out after i finish this meme, and only to shower to go watch a movie.

11. (your overall impression of him/her is)

she's fun. yeah. and interesting. and funny. yeah. that's about whatever i can think of now. my vocabulary is severly limited when i try to eat, listen to music, think and type at the same time.

12. (how you think people around you will feel about you)

that i am oh-so-innocent and angelic. and yes, i was being sarcastic. no lah. i'm a bit hyper at times, i guess.

13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is)
being hyper :D

14. (on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is)
my amazing and stunning ability to completely ignore the mountain of homework beside me(not urgent) to read fanfic and not sleep at all for the whole night to finish reading a 114 chapter fanfic. that is not good. really.

15. (the most ideal person you want to be is)

me. i might not be perfect, but hey, i can be fun XD and that's better than being perfect.

16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them)
mmmm take care and remember that i love you loads(most of the time) and MUST WRITE MORE SLASH FANFIC(that's for erin and all the lovely authors who are creative geniuses and my goodgood friends) and yeah, take care.

17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)

1. eshta (yes i know stef tagged you heehee) 2.rachael 3.stefanie (do it again) 4.angeline 5.claudia 6.christabel 7.rachellim 8.erms huifei 9.maria 10.tiffany:D can't think of anyone else

(who is no.6 having relationship with? [rachellim])
to tell the truth, i have absolutely no idea. really. hey, why are all of you looking at me like that? its the truth.
(Is no.9 a male or female? [maria])
not too sure:D
(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? [rachellim,tiffany])
erms, they're kind of both girls? nyway, rachellim is wayy to tall for a conducive relationshipXD not that way! what ARE you thinking of, esther?
(What is no.2 studying about? [rachael])
studying about? Mr Meme is not making sense, since we study everything :)
(When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? [stefanie])
don't remember. which is kind of sad, come to think of it. it depends on when the last time she went online was.
(What kind of music does no.8 like? [claudia])
i dunno. gym music? pop?
(Does no.1 have any siblings? [eshta])
yeah. a younger brother. whoo i rock
(Will you woo no.3? [stef])
we're kind of both girls?
(How about no.7? [rachellim])
same as above, and even if IF she was a guy she's way too tall :D so never!
(Is no.4 single? [angeline])
hmmmmmm....
(What's the surname of no.5? [claudia])
tong.
(What's the name of no.10? [tiffany])
tiffany koh wyn min. HA i rock
(Do no.5 and 9 get along well? [maria,claudia])
mmyeah. they're mostly together.
(Where is no.2 studying at? [rachael]
rgs.
(Say something casual about no.1 [eshta])
she's a welfare officer and fanfic author and fan of hanakimi, severus/harry slash, and whatever else
(Have you tried developing feelings for no.8? [huifei])
EWWWWW NONONONONONO. that is WRONG!
(Where does no.9 live? [shaowei])
upper changi. i feel good, nanananana. how good?
(What colour does no.4 like? [angie])
i dunno
(Are no.5 and 1 best friends? [eshta, claudia])
erm i don't really think so leh.
(Does no.7 like no.2? [rachellim,rachael])
NO. no bloody way in hell.
(How did you get to know no.2? [rachael])erms, we were from the same primary and in the same class for two years running even though we changed schools like from primary to secondary. yeah.
(Does no.1 have any pets? [eshta])
like i would know. probably not, i guess.
(Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? [rachellim])
uh, NO?

But, I am only human

2007-08-25T01:39:00.000-07:00

Early in the morning
I put breakfast at your table
and I make sure that your coffee
has it's sugar and cream
Your eggs are over easy and
your toast is light
All that's missing is your morning kiss
that used to greet me

Now you say the juice is sour
it used to be so sweet
And I can't help but to wonder if you're talking about me
We don't talk the way we used to talk
it's hurting so deep
I've got my pride
I will not cry
But it's making me weak

I'm not your super woman
I'm not the kind of girl
that you can let down
and think that eveything's OK

But I am only human
This girl needs more than occasional heart
as a token of love from you to me

(Whyte Karyn/Superwoman)

STRESS. is scary. And I'm seriously scared now. I have a competition coming up on saturday and sunday, and I'm ponning training on thursday for the house camp. DEAD is tattooed on my forehead. But at least I'll have fun :D. Just realised that the title sounds super emo. I am NOT emo-ing, dear.
I'll be broke though. The competition is at Clementi Sports Hall. Which equals bubble tea, sushi, etc. Or maybe just KFC and bubble tea. Right. Shall go do my homework.
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"What's the time now?"
"Eleven forty-six. Oh wait, sixty four. Oh wait, NO, forty six."

Haha. Transcript of a most amusing conversation between me and Stef that I just remembered. The blur one was me, amazingly enough. Acutally, its not that amazing. Why am I so RANDOM?