if you show me real love, baby,


pluto's no longer a planet.
awwwww. :(

and liverpool won yesterday.
agger scored, crouch scored.
alonso played, no.12 played, gonzalez played.
and i couldnt be happier.

kyut looks funny,
like a cartoon character out of nowhere.

WHY'S PLUTO NO LONGER A PLANET?!
stupid bloody astronomers.


i'll show you mine.

it's a damn cold night,


its still one of those days where the only thing you want to do is to curl up on your bed and sleep the day away.


trying to figure out this life.

did you learn anything cause in the world today,


you know, i'm surprised that someone of your age, someone whom my mom would say 'eat more salt than i eat rice' doesnt realise that the world wasn't fair, isn't fair and never will be fair. fairness, equity. inequity leads to market failure.

and sometimes, its not a matter of doing what you want but doing what you have to do. humans have unlimited wants. the world has limited resources.

woof, woof.

everybody gets short praises and long scoldings, my dear. you, me, him, her. "ma, i got 16 points for my prelims." response: "ni kan la ni la, zheng tian kan dian shi, wan dian nao, mei you zhuan xin du shu. guai bu de kao de ze yang cha. wo yao jiao kor kor shuo zhu na ge dian nao ah! wo gen ni jiang, ni zui hao chong jin tian kai shi yong gong du shu. blah blah blah." "ma, i got 7 points for my 'o' levels." response: "wah! heng hao lor."

us, humans. we tend to focus on the bad things and overlook the good things, don't we?

i saw the super duper obese cat today. cats, they have such an easy life. eat, sleep, wake up, walk around, eat, sleep. the cycle continues. i think they must be laughing at us, at our pathetic lives.

you have paperwork to do. we have papers yet to do. papers that determine whether we will get a) promoted, b) retained or c) kicked out. i was just reflecting on the school yesterday, reflecting on its seemingly incredible progress, and i wonder if mj is really a ci disguised as a jc. since, you know, most people (according to the mid-year results anyway) have to take 3 years to complete their 'a' levels and all.

being biased towards certain students is something thats prevalent among teachers. some students just get more well-liked than others. more recognition for the work they do than others. more room for mistakes. its sad. ITS NOT FAIR, you would like to say. but, sadly, thats just how the way the world works.

sometimes, when you have a prior commitment, it isnt very nice to just pull out of it the very last second. it makes life difficult for other people. and it too, will give people a sense that we're very irresponsible. furthermore, its mjc's interhouse games, for heavens sake. its a SCHOOL event. shouldnt we give support to all school events? interhouse games only happens two weeks (correct me if i'm wrong) per year. this mama shop thing, you can open the freaking shop everyday of the year if you want to. if WE want to.

and, hell, i was fine doing it alone ok? in fact, technically speaking, i wasnt even alone.

"they feel that they dont get enough recognition for what they did for the school... very few of them came back for college day... only about 2 or 3... most of the them did quite badly... cant even go university."

i miss those days in cambridge.

honestly, the days in school are comparable to hell. i dont understand what the hell bio is talking about. i dont understand a single shit about vectors. and, can someone please tell me what on earth is a buffer solution?

and i get damn freaking irritated when people keep asking question after question. like, cant you just shut the hell up and accept the whatever shit for what it is? stop questioning as though you are some kind of professor can? after all, you dont go and question your physics tutor why is newton's first law like that and not like this, do you?

and my class. ha. i doubt its even a class. i think i have bad fate with classes. i thought my class started out fine. but as i thought about it, i guessed it didnt. it never was fine. but, as nic ho once said to me, life's like that. you just have to accept whatever shit it gives you.

i pity children. they started out thinking life is so bright and cheery without realising how shitty it really gets.

i know this blog post sounds really moody and stuff, but i'm fine. really. i think. oh, hell. its just pms. i guess.


you can't live in a castle far away.

here's a riddle for you, find the answer,


cheesecake, i like. :D

thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday.
and to those who didn't,
SHAME ON YOU.
you have two more weeks (celebration ends then) to make it up to me.
hahahahahaha.

i'm just kidding, of course.
like i wish everybody i know happy birthday on their birthdays like that.

bye la,
i need to do my gp.
(which was supposed to be due 14 minutes ago, i think. hahaha.)
more elaborate thanks and stuff next week.


there's a reason for the world, you and i.

there's always something in your way, what can you say?


hsin mei: my brother blah blah blah blah blah.
someone: your brother? blah blah blah. he girl or boy?

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i wished i could remember who that someone was (according to hsin mei, it was derrick). or maybe it was just a dream. shrugs.

chiang showed us this video about fox news yesterday. so interesting. call me a nerd or a geek or something, but i'm gonna read it up on wikipedia later! hehehe. =X

mathilda got knocked out of singapore idol. and, according to the straits times, jonathan was among those who got the lowest number of votes. STUPID. the people who voted must be either stupid or tone-deaf. most probably both.

the epl is starting TODAY. finally. yayness.


you're gonna have a good day.

we came together, but you left alone,


when i went back to mj today, i feel that nothing has changed, and yet, everything has changed. sounds deeply ridiculous. but, since when do i not sound deeply ridiculous?

anyway, i think i'm suffering what people termed as the "pre-birthday-blues." so, BE CAREFUL when you're around me. you never know when i'll explode and spill lava all over you.

by the way, if you're thinking of getting me a present, a simple lovely birthday card will do, really. but if you really want to waste your money, get me a stuffed toy. its probably the only thing that i will really really like. alternatively, you can get me an first-class air ticket to uk.


and i know how it feels to walk out on your own.

dance,


guess what?!
i slept from 0045 to 1615.
WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.


this is they way they'd love if they knew how misery loved me.

if butterflies are free to fly,


THIS SHALL BE MY LAST POST FROM THE UNITED KINGDOM.

i will miss this place. i will miss the dining hall. i will miss the brick walls. i will miss my tiny little cosy room. i will miss the cold, the wind, the flowers and the different animals. i will miss converting from pounds to dollars. i will miss the food. i will miss the old hall, the old kitchens, the porters' lodge, the laundry room, the bathrooms, the pantry. i will miss walking along the brick corridors. i will miss the girls' dorm & the boys' dorm. i will miss typing on a laptop. i will miss the shower room's hot water. i will miss the big cricket field and the big soccer field and the basketball court. i will miss playing frisbee. i will miss wearing many layers of clothes. i will miss the town. i will miss the smiles & greetings i receive from most of the angmohs. i will miss the pretty buildings. i will miss the shopping. i will miss the lovely chocolate boxes. i will miss the buses and the old-fashioned tickets. i will miss travelling miles and miles and seeing nothing but trees and wheat (?) and cows and sheeps. i will miss girton. i will miss cambridge.

but i already miss my family, my friends, my monkey, my home, my stuffed toys, my room, my bed, my bolster, my pillow & my computer (technically my brother's, but nvm). i also miss the food, the fact that i dont have to convert anything and the number 30 means 30 dollars and not 90 dollars. i miss the sizes of my clothes. i miss the stray cats below my house. i miss my 8 days and my tv. i miss the hot weather. i miss all the "la," "leh," "lor." i miss using my ez-link. i miss showering for half an hour. i miss not wearing to wear jeans. i miss the brightly-lit night. i miss singapore.

so, like gabriel says, it is a bittersweet goodbye.

bye uk, you are a pretty little place. i really hope no terrorists come and attack you again. if they do, take comfort in the fact that they will end up in the nice hot place, otherwise known as hell. (:

cya in singapore, sweeties.


(no tag replies today. i need to pack squeeze my luggage. and i'm tired.)


why do they fly away?

and as you move on, remember me,


i hate alarms. they give me the creeps. boo. =(

did i mention that there's a xabi alonso's lookalike here in girton? and this xabi alonso's lookalike has a lookalike too! hahaha. i managed to snap a photo of him (alonso's lookalike) and hsin mei managed to snap another one. i cant wait to show them to my brother.

btw, we went to the common room today and a couple practically had sex right in front of us. and we, being horny teenagers, couldnt help but stare, giggle, turn back, turn back again, stare again and giggle again.

sigh. i have this sudden urge to fly back to singapore RIGHT NOW. sure, cambridge (and uk) is pretty and all. but, the fire alarm just give me the creeps. like an omnious sign, you know? so, yeah.


remember us and all we used to be.

hey lyla,


fuck the damn terrorists.

the london trip IS cancelled. i CANT bring any hand-carry luggage. and my flight is probably gonna be delayed for like a few freaking hours. like, thanks can? i have a laptop, digital camera and truckloads of chocolate and breakable stuff to fit inside my darn luggage. i seriously have to rack my brains for solutions to this freaking problem.

i mean, look!

Hand baggage restrictions:
These measures will prevent passengers from carrying hand luggage into the cabin of an aircraft with the following excepts (which must be placed in a plastic bag):

pocket size wallets and pocket size purses plus contents (for example money, credit cards, identity cards etc (not handbags));

travel documents essential for the journey (for example passports and travel tickets);

prescription medicines and medical items sufficient and essential for the flight (e.g. diabetic kit), except in liquid form unless verified as authentic.

spectacles and sunglasses, without cases.

contact lens holders, without bottles of solution.

for those travelling with an infant: baby food, milk (the contents of each bottle must be tasted by the accompanying passenger) and

sanitary items sufficient and essential for the flight (nappies, wipes, creams and nappy disposal bags).female sanitary items sufficient and essential for the flight, if unboxed (eg tampons, pads, towels and wipes).

tissues (unboxed) and/or handkerchiefs

keys (but no electrical key fobs)

All passengers must be hand searched, and their footwear and all the items they are carrying must be x-ray screened. Any liquids discovered must be removed from the passenger.

source: http://www.baa.com/alert_media.html

anyway, my mom didnt freak out. she was just blur, i guess.

my brother did freak out though. haha. he wasnt freaked out about my safety or anything. he was just freaked out that his precious laptop has to be checked in. haha.

but, things looked rosier than the first few hours when the news broke. edwin chia et. all thought that we might have to extend our stay because of all the flight cancellations and stuff. but it seemed as though we may be able to fly back as scheduled (even thought it will be delayed and stuff).

which is both a good thing and a bad thing. a good thing is because well, i do want to go home. sure, uk is pretty and all but i'm really sick of the breakfast here. hahahaha. and i miss my family and friends and monkey. so, yeah. a bad thing because i dont want to go back to school, the hetic singapore life. its so relaxed and laid-back here can? oh, well.

btw, i just wish all the terrorists can just go fuck their asses off. GAH.


the star's about to fall.

but if you only have love for your own race,


i woke up this morning, went to cnn, and this is what i saw.


UK foils aircraft terror plot


then i went bbc, since this stuff happened in uk and bbc, being the BRITISH broadcasting corporation (?) should have more news right? right. and this is what i saw.

'Plot to blow up planes' foiled

All airports have been put under the restrictions Reid statement

A terrorist plot to blow up planes in mid-flight from the UK to the US has been disrupted, Scotland Yard has said.

It is thought the plan was to detonate explosive devices smuggled on aircraft in hand luggage.

Police have arrested about 18 people in the London area after an anti-terrorist operation lasting several months.

Security at all airports in the UK has been tightened and delays are reported. MI5 has raised the UK threat level to critical - the highest possible.

According to MI5's website, critical threat level means "an attack is expected imminently and indicates an extremely high level of threat to the UK".

BBC home affairs correspondent Daniel Sandford says he does not think the police believe an attack is imminent.

I was handed a piece of paper saying that pretty much nothing could be taken on board the plane Joe Lynam BBC journalist at Gatwick

"The reason for raising the threat level is in case there is some other sub-plot, back-up plot around this that the police aren't aware of," he said.

Scotland Yard said in a statement that their investigation into the alleged plot was a "major operation" which would be "lengthy and complex".

"We would like to reassure the public that this operation was carried out with public safety uppermost in our minds."

Home Secretary John Reid confirmed that there had apparently been a plot "to bring down a number of aircraft through mid-flight explosions causing a considerable loss of life".

Prime Minister Tony Blair is on holiday in the Caribbean, but Downing Street said the police operation was undertaken with his full support and he had been "in constant touch".

A spokesman for Number 10 added that Mr Blair had briefed US President George Bush on the situation during the night.

Transparent bags

The Department for Transport set out the details of the security measures at UK airports.

THREAT LEVEL The current threat level is assessed as critical as of 10th August 2006 - this means that an attack is expected imminently and indicates an extremely high level of threat to the UK MI5 statement

Passengers will not be allowed to take any hand luggage on to any flights in the UK, the department said.

Only the barest essentials - including passports and wallets - will be allowed to be carried on board in transparent plastic bags.

"We hope that these measures, which are being kept under review by the government, will need to be in place for a limited period only," the statement said.

'Jam-packed'

At Heathrow Airport, BBC presenter Fiona Bruce said there were "ranks of people" unable to get into the terminal.

"Terminal One is completely at a standstill. Nobody is being checked in at all."

She said it was "jam-packed", but passengers were managing to remain "good natured".

BBC journalist Joe Lynam encountered the increased security measures at Gatwick airport.

"I was handed a piece of paper saying that pretty much nothing could be taken on board the plane," he said.

"Everything had to be checked in and that includes mobile phones, ipods, wallets - even spectacle cases had to be checked in."

British Airways said that passengers who do not wish to fly on Thursday can rebook on flights leaving over the next two weeks.

David Learmount from Flight International Magazine said he expected passengers to be searched much more carefully.

He added: "This is the first time this measure has actually been taken. Certainly I've never seen hand luggage banned."

my gosh. i really really really hope they will lift the ban by sunday. i have like, tons of fragile items with me. and if i checked in them, thats it, can? bye bye stuff, hello broken stuff.

i hope my mum doesnt watch the news. i think she will freak out.

i hope the london trip isnt cancelled because of this.

all the terrorists should just gather together in one house and blow themselves up together. GAH.


then you only leave space to discriminate.

lights will guide you home and ignite your bones,


look, sweetie, it isnt very polite to keep looking over my shoulder at what i've written, especially since i made it extra clear to you that whatever i've written is meant for me, her and his eyes only. and honestly, you really made my day when you fell for my trick.

what trick did i play on dear old boy? hahahahaha. J LOVES G! R LOVES G! D LOVES G! E LOVES G! look, i dont know about you, but i (Jasmine) love Gamma rays. i presume that you love gamma rays too. Derrick & Big Daniel & Small Daniel probably loves Gamma rays too. thus, i conclude that Everyone loves Gamma rays. thats what it meant. but of course, you have to let your imagination run wild and think otherwise (i.e. think that i was talking about certain boys and a certain girl). look, honey, I AM NOT (THAT) STUPID OK. you think i would talk about so and so and write it down so that you can poke ur head over my shoulder and read what i've written? such an insult to my intelligence can. gah.

by the way, i have christened this cj girl on the trip cjb (cj bitch). why? first, she wears a holey pullover and this really really short skirt. i guess she really wants to help cj live up to its reputation as the school with the highest abortion rate. then, she actually said "mj. (pause) shit." OI. we are muggers. not shit can. and guess what she did today? she gave us a very very nice view of her little white thong!

the rj kids speak with an accent. which i really really cant stand. btw, we beat them in basketball. you know why? cause over here in england, they cant call their big shot to call off a match 3 minutes before it ends! but since they cant beat us in basketball, they will probably try very hard (actually, i dont think they have to try very hard, but nvm) to beat us during the presentations, so i guess i better start doing some research now.

so, bye and enjoy your national day. i will be wearing hot pink (the closest shade to red) to show off my patriotism. hehe.


and i will try to fix you.

i'll be your french maid,


london's not as pretty as cambridge, stratford or bath. but its' still pretty, i guess. i cant wait for saturday to come. i want to see buckingham palace, the big ben, london bridge and all that nonsense. i also want to see emirates stadium (honestly, they should just stick with highbury. emirates stadium is such an awful name. like, can you imagine anfield being called carlsberg stadium or something?) and stamford bridge, if only just to swear and curse at it.

london's science museum is pretty nice. better than the singapore science center anyway. after all, its FREE. and secondly, it has a lot of stuff. i never saw so many airplanes in my life before. haha. we went to the imax theatre too. it was all like 'whoa!' in the beginning but like most things, the novelty wears off after a while and i was fighting sleep towards the end of the movie (i won, btw). that was today (or yesterday, since its like 12.38am here).

on saturday, we went to stratford, which was the place where shakespere lived. it was a super duper pretty place and they had a teddy bear museum ok. A TEDDY BEAR MUSUEM OKAY. i saw 2 mr. bean bears. X)

on sunday, we went to bath. it was pretty too. they had this fcuk sale going on and the jeans were like 30 pounds a piece, which is really a good bargain, but i didnt buy anything because i rarely wear jeans and i'd rather spend the 30 pounds on something more worthwhile. like teddy bears. hahaha.

girton (the college i'm staying in. cambridge is made up of like a lot of colleges, in case you didn't know) college is pretty nice. i'm starting to like my small room. its cosy after all. i'm getting used to the weather here too!

the food is ok i guess. they have boring breakfast. in singapore, you eat bread and drink milo every morning. in here, they have bacon, eggs (they had scrambled eggs today too!), sausages, hasbrowns, baked beans, mushrooms, different kind of breads, fruits and cereal. of course, you dont take all la. haha. and here, they dont take in account your size while serving you food. everybody gets the same portion, which is like really really really huge. so, most of the time, i cant finish my food. hahaha.

the teachers here are nice. they dont like scold you when you come in late. they will be like smiling and saying its ok. singapore teachers should learn to be like that. and the teacher who taught rocket science was like, drop dead gorgeous. his name is tobias. also, the teacher who taught us the stars and stuff was like, drop dead cute. so big and round. his name is andy.

i really dont know what else to write. i think i've been crapping. i'm sorry. but i guess i just need my sleep. if you really really want to know about cambridge and stuff, just tell me to tell you when i get back, which is less than a week's time. pretty cool, eh? now that i've sort of settled down, i sort of cant bear to leave. ah, well. all good things must come to an end. soon, i will be back in what michelle termed as "the pyscho society." haha.

enjoy your national day holidays! help me wish singapore a happy 41st. ha.


when i meet you at the door.

so hold me when i'm here,


i hate the fact that a pound is roughly equivalent to 3 singapore dollars.


right me when i'm wrong.

i tear my heart open,


see, we have to do some reflections at the end of the day everyday. and i thought i would just share mine with you today.

- i think its fucking assholic to not respond to an apology. especially if i took the initiative to apologise to you. like, hell. i can choose not to apologise ok.

- anyway, today was fun because tobias taught us and he's very handsome. X)

-our rocket never fly. which was sad. tobias' rocket flew. but because it went too fast and too high, it disappeared. which was sad too.

- i still feel fucking pissed. i think what i felt was hurt.

- so, yeah, it was like, really really cold.

- (deleted: extremely sensitive (or however you spell it)).

- i am so fucking pissed right now. ok. i felt hurt.

- i think i should stop writing. gah. bye.

- oh, and i miss monkey. i wish he was here. X(

and on my way back to my dorm,

- i hate the dark.

- i miss playing football.

- wait, i dont play football.

- ok then, i miss running.

- running allows you to think. to dream. to forget.

- i miss running.

- i think i should go running tomorrow morning.

- dont be siao, you need your sleep.

***

so, anyway, i wont be replying to any tags today. 'cause i dont like to sound really fucking pissed moody in my tags. i like to sound happy. and if i sound happy in my tag and sound really fucking pissed moody in my blog, i would end up sounding like you, who always sounds like you're gonna commit suicide in your blog and sounds like you have been kissed by the girl you love on your tag. you know who you are. i think. so, yeah.

by the way, cambridge has been quite nice so far. i saw an alonso lookalike. someone told me that guy is italian (even though i reallly really doubt so 'cause he's too good-looking to be one, but i guess someone who has been to italy knows better) so he couldnt be alonso's brother. which is sad.

and it is also sad when the people who really show care and concern for me are my so-called accquaintances and not my so-called friends. sometimes, i really wonder who is who. oh, well. shrugs.

you know, sometimes, i just wish God will just bring me Home.


(and i promise you, i will try my best to elaborate about cambridge. but not today. i also promise you that this will be my last 'sad' post. but, promises are always meant to be broken. so, there's no gurantees i will stick to these two promises.)


i sew myself shut.