die away. bleed it out.

grr. ): btw, why cant i do it just because it makes me happy? dumbest figgly. stupid street directory is not user friendly and it sucks.

what is your definition of sexy? ampersand im tired.

quote: Cyril Wong, poet.

The train pulled away. it was like a scene from a movie,except she was glad to see him go. Finally,he had given up on her. Although she had grown fond of him, she would never call what she felt for him love. It was too horrible a word, too full of other words like trust or forever. And yet as he looked out of the window at her, looking smart in his army uniform, his mouth fallen in resignation, she could not help remembering what he said, '' i know i can't change your mind. I'm going to miss you when i'm away. But i will never forget that night in my room when we lay in the same bed withouy touvhing. I swear i will always remember the way you looked at me as i was falling asleep. I thought that for just those few minutes at least, you were beginning to fall in love with me.''

(De Silva. M., 2007, What is sexy, p. 127, para. 4.)

ref: STYLE magazine, June 2007, Singapore, Mediacorp Publications.)

but i really liked that story loads. it shook me at the ending. out of the four short stories, this one made me remember it. men or guys, when they are raw and a little feminine inside.

yesterday went to fort canning for sis bdae thingy. food was mediocre, my family cam whored LOL.

chanel ampersand almeta. thurs thurs is da actual ones so i wish her on that day yea.

i got her an anna sui lip gloss so that she has a pressie on that day lol. *o_o* sher went to buy it with me earlier. i took ages to decide.

die. that badge so pretty.

stayed in school again after writcom to do writcom.

crazy. it took me so long to do. stayed in there until 7plus then i asked sher to move somewhere else cos it was getting dark late and alone lol. there were two men around so i felt abit unsafe haha~ so we moved to student plaza. they switched off the lights at 9plus 10! lol. doing work with our laptop screen light. decided to cab home since it was so late ( and i didnt like the idea of going home myself lol -the bridge and bus stop. eeyer.) so went to atrium to withdraw the printed coloured notes. their lights were on and there were more people! should move there next time. ya. we went home at 10 plus. ha. lovely aint it.

we posed with twisties and sher loved jumping so much whattttt. CRAZY GIRL you hear me!!

photography test sucks.

okaes. tired and i think i still have some stuffs to do.

over and outtt.

sher dont think so much le. let nature take its course.

he will come back to you (:

see you smile aight!

chanel swims away.

ima cute lil uber burger without the uber& the burger ((:

DANG. i have writcom's POD's to do. i have reflection's to write. i have a test to do now. im getting sad. i dont like homework. lol. generally, i dont like work. maybe i should find a rich husband and be a tai tai in future. no work but shopping LOL. tommorrow have photog test. havent studied. im gonna faint soon. ima lazy uber burger ): i think mum's getting older and lonely lol. oh no. dilemmas. sher is sick. oh no. she abit no mood ar. CHEER UP SHER! and get well soon (: sher ah sher. why first this then that, always make me use space on my blog for you lol man! life sucks. my right eye just twitched. thats not good right? ): SOB. i try my best not to sleep in writcomm but. zzz *nose smooches paper*

art paint art.

wells! i got woken up this morning by my noisy sister. then made to go grandma's house. aight, not made to la. but forced to wake up early in the morning. yesterday i was sooo tired. can faint.

(u)YESTERDAY(/u)

was late for school by 5 or 10 mins cos i woke up at 6 10am and lesson was at 8!!

rush rush. then in btween buses i was busy spray mounting my colour wheel and tonal values onto drawing block paper. i almost thought i lost one of my tonal values.

how crappy. no mounting board!! seriously gross. had to use old ones. craziness.

destyp: we had to draw a monochromatic pic of our magazine cut out.

here's mine:

i tried to improve it later on. cos it still looked kinda odd.

then then. 3hours break before writcom make up lesson.

accompanied sher to healthyway clinic at clementi to do her colour vision test.

super funny. dont even know anything about the west laaa.

her test was pretty fast but because she had nosebleed during destyp she took bit bit longer.

sher ah sher.

see you la. nose block still dunno. keep nose bleeding *shakes head*

lol, dont call me nel ah nel! you are the same. lol.

when we got back to school and finished lunch already 1 30 so slowly walked to blk 56.

my my. sher's disc drive also got prob liao. cannot insert cd! we wanted to go fix, so we went to imedia. that pretty white place that looks so immaculate, wrong. thats their office not a service centre! oops. we werent supposed to go in lol. but inside so nice~ what a nice office to work in (:

supposed to go blk7. wherever that is.

then writ com was super boring as usual. the one module thats makes me zzz. and i did. and my nose kissed my paper in front of me. LOL. they love each other. i was trying to pry open my eyes when teacher went:' Chanel, what's the topic sentence for thise paragraph?'

me:' uhhhhh..' (thinking, the first sentence? blinks. hmm.)

eeps.

writcom was over...anddddd sher+nel skipped along to blk51, plopped down, on itunes and started painting. and paint we did. how tiring!!! painters are amazing. so are photographers. creating art is not easyy man. and its time consuming and energy draining. i can always paint laying my head on my hand cos its so zzz. but, anyhow la. i love abstract. its expressive in a way. and you an just paint what you want and feel. yes, its about the spontaniety of it all. (HOW TO SPELL spontaneity?? derived from spontaneous.@_@)

sher= green and the colourful one.

nel= orangey one. :/

painting drains energy hence im abit crazy. (:

walking to the bustop, we saw many indians. or was it bangalas. im not sure. and usually we see only that few motorbikes during the day but i saw at least 20. why does it increase at night??? isnt it supposed to decrease??? o_o

what, night life at np ar? haha

talking about that. im kinda scared we might have nightwalk during vb camp. i hope its not scary ):

yea. we were hungry so we went to campus deli but all they had left was seafood and something else so we went to see if canteen one was better but only the drinks there was open.

can you imagine how much we walked and climbed?!

from blk 51 to atrium then climb steps to canteen one then back down again. then crossed to bustop. and decided to take bus to eat macs. we werent sure of where to stop. sher siad next stop only but when wer eached we werent sure. she's so funny. she frantically asked the person nearest to her then we went down lol. funny scene manx.

wanted to jaywalk but there was many many cars. sher kept screaming haha! funnyyyy

see, the laziness of walking to pedestrian crossing. the staff at macs wore shrek ears. i was excited. cos they look so casually wearing em' and how funny once again. should have brought and worn mine with them.

sher commented that hwa chong had not one goodlooking guy/ girl.

and i didnt noe they were all 1/2 pointers until she told me and i was ('o')

freaky cleverbrains.

if they ever ask me whats my aggregate i shall tell them oh, just yours plus one.*smiles.*

plus one digit that is.

anyways. seemed like a long day right. yea. im tired. 154 took forever to come. before it came, THREE 74's passed us.

hope sher's fine..(._.)

hop along and sing with me. do re mi fa soooooooo*

aight. chanel sits in storytelling class, upright and listening to the lecturer, Leslie, attentively. She types on her blog, as he says The Incredibles is a great story because it is about a family and we can identify with that. chanel asks thomas which point in the writer's bible he was talking about and thomas says 35. then, he moves on to 45. zzzzz. the picture is from the ship. we were gonna go back that day. Candid Shot!!!!!! um, kinda bored now. 50 more minutes to go ): to cats meeting later in our 2hour break. then writcom. oh my my. yesterday i displayed my total noobness. perhaps im not cut out for all these stuff? neither all this modules nor applefms. ): gotta survive! maybe i should have gone to tp design or something lol. well, it was one of my choices..far far behind. so dumb. haa. and then.......volleyball. haha i shall smile! HAHA.(-_-) ('',) right, leslie is talking bout' a love story between 5 guys and if its possible haha. eh man, i love you man, he goes up to shannon and says. would you believe that? haha~ nah. my nose i not feeling well. i kept sneezing. and i'll update on my throat again lol. oh ya! the storytelling test is aight i guess. lucky i remembered the director of autograph book. the rest i just crapped. lOl. Im cold. yay! i suspect we are ending. chanel is currently in canteen two busy on her CATS. dumb cats. *grumbles. its night time. chanel has survived classes and vb and finished CATS! an achievement im proud of :) and i may be being show off and all but i can't help being pleased that i got my example paragraph correct, i rewrote it a few times :) hard work pays off! meows. i hope can get marks! i need sleep. nights ya'll

oinkology.

whee. im back from my ship trip away from the world. i dont have pictures, or maybe not yet. haha. blogging sucks :) storytelling! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. may i faint.

bittersour winter*

Me; Myself& I thats all ive got in the end; thats what i found out. i took a vow from now one i gon be my own best friend.

mothers' day gift.

watched walk the line in library today. ive never seen a movie more boring. i wanted to get out. haa.

in volleyball training, i have nothing much to say. just that i feel as if im an embarrassment lol.

this time i dont have blue black on my forearms but instead slight slight bruises on my hand- fist area- cos serving caused it. lol

lolol. yea. well, in that moment i felt horrible. kinda. but not to the extent to cry. i dont have tears to drop. either they have all been used up or it just aint coming. my eyes are experioencing a drought. please try again later. sorry for the inconvenience caused.

the first time i lay my eyes on you. and now i know. but actually, i do not know.

and now, heck care. you i dont even 'know' forget it. J.

the one im not even sure the name of. forget it too, it aint real. kinda dumb aint it. but prolly impossible anyways. im not worth it la.

exxie, whatever the case is, im sorry. remind me to pass you the things i wanna pass you.

i bet you can find yourself a better girl. (:

i guess we cant make it now. its freaking crapped up to me. i dont want to deal with it anymore. i dont want to try. im tired so find your happiness. i guess it doesnt lie in me.

yea. stuck in the past eh. where things were carefree and my mind unpolluted.

when i wasnt tainted by love and problems.

when innocence ruled the world.

SO.

she is bad at sports.

she is bad at storytelling.

she is bad at photog.

her art is who knows what.

her english is gross.

she deserves no credits.

she deserves no 'A's.

she deserves nothing.

she wants nothing.

all she wants, is to meow. and curl up like a child.

in that corner. yes, that corner, right there.

then she shall be emo for awhile.

then she shall get back up and

SMILE.

forget it as it is for she is strong.

because she is chanel.

because she is me; and i say so. HA.

im writing lame stuffs again. polluting my blog. how lame.

song quote: the world is black and hearts are cold there's no hope thats whats we're told*

songs addiction:

jay chou~ ke ai nu ren *one of my faves. it woke me up this morning btw. my sis bf hp played it.

i dont think i have more to say, except if people dont get what im saying here, dont have to try and ask me cos i wont say. if you ask, you only make me irritated. i got irritated already today in the library. you wont like it. lol. so dont ask. my lips are sealed. ((:

nights! busy listening to ke ain nu ren on repeat LOL.

and goes to emo. ^_^

today is: wednesday. LoL. Reminds me of Addams family (-_-)

Storytelling Assignment Four A Letter to Someone from the Past. Dearest Daddy, Do you remember me? Are you thinking of me now? Well I am. It’s been such a long time, I’m almost afraid you’d have forgotten me. At the same time, I’m almost sure you haven’t. Can you see us now? Do you see how all of us are doing well? Athena and Almeta are changing jobs. I sincerely hope it would be a better one than before. Crystal is in her last year in polytechnic. Did you know, we are in the same school! After being separated by enrolling in different secondary schools, we are studying in the same campus again. I’m in my first year here and trying to do well. As for mummy, I wonder if she is really happy deep inside. Sometimes, it is difficult to talk about her feelings simply because she is our mother. After losing you, I’m sure she’s had it hard on her. I don’t think things are terribly better than before but we have all grown. At the very least, things have improved slightly. I think mummy is very worried about Crystal. Would you look after her from above? I’m worried too. I hope she makes the right decisions and leads a happy life the way she wants it. As all of us have grown older, I believe we are more independent now. Still, I feel I’m not independent enough to be left alone by mummy. The only one is think is safe to be left alone is Athena, after all, she has always been the oldest, and the wisest and seldom made any of us worry. So you see, life is pretty normal for us. All I wish for is that we all make the correct decisions in life. I’m almost afraid that I’d make a simple wrong decision and cause my life to be living hell. I don’t want this to happen to anyone else either. Daddy, up there can you see me? Can you hear me if I wanted to speak to you? Can you watch over all of us? I remember when I was younger, roughly about when I was in primary five or six. Whenever I was troubled I’d go to the window and stare out into the sky. It gave me a calming effect and I’d spot the brightest star. I’d always wonder if that was you and I’d silently pour out all my troubles to that star. It may or may not be you, but it did help me feel better. I cannot remember vividly life before you left. And I’ve gotten much more used to life without you now. Rest assured, it does not mean I have forgotten you, and I never will. However, I do remember you, sitting on the piano chair near the door awaiting my arrival home from kindergarten. How warm it was to run into your lap. Even as I think back now, it gives me a fuzzy feeling. But even then, you have already begun to be ill. I guess my memory is not very good and cannot really remember anything before. After all, I was only five. Most of the things I know of you now are those told to me by my sisters or mummy. How I wish you could tell me personally more about you. How I wish I could stare at your face and into your eyes. A dad to call, a dad to hug, a dad to lean on. What kind of dad would you have been to me? To my sisters, you were a strict dad, making them do a lot of revision exercises and caned them whenever they were wrong. But you were never that way to me. Was it because I was too young? Would you have treated me that way when I was older? I think, I’m lucky in a way that I have nice memories of you, one that didn’t cane me or scold me- not that I remember anyway. Then again, I’m also unlucky in that, I didn’t have more vivid memories of you like my sisters do. I wonder if I would rather have it this way, or have you around with me and the rest of us now, but you are a strict, cane hitting daddy. I guess I would never know but I don’t need to know do I? All I need to know is that you loved me, mummy loves me now, and all my sisters love me too! I know this sounds cheesy but its true isn’t it. It doesn’t seem like just yesterday, that I was awoken by mummy, only to receive sad news. Only to walk into the master bedroom to see you lying there under the white room light, emphasizing the cold look you had. It was disbelief that I had. Being the young child I was, I went up to you and pressed my ear against where you heart was, expecting the sounds of heartbeat, only to hear none. Everything else was a blur. The funeral, the moving to my grandmother’s house, was all a blur. You were gone. It became mummy’s mother nagging at us to do our homework. We spent 6 years there before moving again to where we are staying now. Life is quite different from before. Life is acceptable now. I just wish we could all live happily together. And, I just miss you. You and the tiny moments we had as father and daughter. Those tiny moments that may be small, not very vivid but the most precious to me. Because that’s the only link I have with you. Love, Chanel yeap. that was my letter to the [ast for storytelling. well, here's what we did yesterday. we had to come up with 1 true and 1 false story. then tell the class and let them guess which is which. heres mine: 1) It was an exciting friday night, I could not wait to leave the house. By the time i reached the concert area, the place was already jam packed with people. I could see the stage lights from where i was standing. Since it was my first time to a concert, everything was amazing to me. The lights, he people, and the high atmosphere. Evrybody was chattering loudly and then we all realsied the stage lights were dimmed and they were about to start, The crowd slienced and i could feel all our anitcipation rising. I aqeezed my sister's hand and gave her a small squeal as she giggled back. The first note came and my entire body tingled in excitement. 2) It was my first time going on a real overseas trip. As in, other than going to neighbouring countries like Indonesia and Malaysia. I went to 3 places in Australia. They were all equally memorable because different events happened in each place. I went to movieworld and dreamworld in Gold Coast, and had the wildest time there. My favourite was the wipeout and the scooby doo ride. (in which point thomas said it was so me to say 'my fave was...' - right, tom! really meh ._. LoL) In sydney, my family celebrated my birthday there but that was all i liked about sydney. Melbourne was my favourite simply for their amazing buildings and cathedrals. The whole place felt so peaceful and life was slow paced. I then thought i would love to go back again. K la, kinda obvious right (-_-) yeaps. i watched Spiderman 3 today with exxie. him again. dunno what he's thinking...haix. the show was alright. quite a few cheesy moments to me. the black thing like super came out of nowhere and suddenly target peter parker. and when it got to that news photog guy he became super gross la. the teeth and the sound he makes. especially at the last part where he acted really stupid and jump in to be with that black thing and died. hmm. i dont know about the harry's dad cos i didnt watch part 2. how sad harry got disfigured cos he was quite cute lol. but he became nice! not hostile. aww. if he wasnt disfigured then it'd be perfect. and super sad. he helped spidey block and got stabbed. ouch* well, i still say i like the grandma. she was so sweet and talked to peter about mj and stuff... but really, the kiss btween spidey and blonde gal is so ... and mj was standing right there!! *heart pain* mj's singing voice doesnt convince me its really her. and everytime i hear the dramatic music when the villians n spidey were fighting i kept thinking about the thingy we learnt where music came from the scene itself. like the clip leonard showed us from godfather 2. and that they wernt doing that. but kinda cool la. the effects. haha, the beginning where harry got hit by the spider thread was sooo stupid man! HAHA. anyway. all in all. its aight. im waiting for POC 3 :))))) (((((: i strained my neck from volley yesterday. alot of cats stuff to do. have to think of story to write and WRITE 1st draft!! have to; have to; have to. all i thought of is the title. lmao. have volley again tommorrow. eeps. well, i guess thats it. another dumb entry. quite long eh. la la la *neck pain* CHANEL.