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|Confession of the Chocomaniac on Wednesday, September 28, 2005 I'm so distressed... This morning, i woke up with a start and checked on my plants. A few of them are like dying already. All flaccid and dry. What happened to the water???! It's not about the water... Maybe the sunlight... Thing is, I know planting is not my forte. BUT HUMOUR ME please! Am i such a failure? That even plants- cant speak, cant move, cant feel (maybe) bla.. Alright, at least they don't have the issue of having good moral values and having to digest meatballs. Whatever! I'm sick of it. Mom just came into my room and asked me to cook dinner for brat. GREAT. Just what i need. Thanks mom. And quit about the "the plants are dying!" I KNOW IT ALREADY. One of them (what's-its-name) is infested with some minute, pesky lil pests. Yucks. I'm grossed out. Shudder at the thought of it. And yes, it IS dying. I was looking at the web in hope to find a really good website on how to SAVE my plants. Argh. Screw it. Maybe I should just give up and stop killing plants. Remember my Saintpaulia Ionantha? It didn't even live till a week! Died on me. It's fine by me though, coz it was only a piece of wretched leaf. Mom just bought me a pot of it. FULL of leaves. Shall wait (im praying) that it will blossom. Maybe i should go the library and check out the books there. Maybe i should just exterminate, snip off all the plants and get new ones. But im pretty broke this hols. Plants aren't dirt cheap either. Ugh. Screw the plants. ungrateful, impertinent fools. I'm having second thoughts about having my own children in the future. That IS scary.
I've been watching alot of tv and movies. The last movie i watched was with Geraldine before she left for PALAWAN (i soooo wanted to go! It's just tooo bad i didnt have enuff time to lose some pounds and be able to be imported there in her luggage.) Oh yea. The Brothers Grimm. It's hilarious. There's this joke about "the beans". I know it's not good to be consumed by wordly pleasures... but i've nothing much to do other than hitting the books and gluing my eyes to the tv screen. And because of the fact that im seriously bored, im re-watching korean drama-"My name is Kim Sam Soon" Alrite. i'm seriously bored. Blogging about what im watching and re-watching. I'm wasting my life away. Oh yea. I went to the library today. After hibernating and feeling musty already, i've decided to have some quality time outside. Earth sciences seemed interesting. Makes me marvel at the wonders of Lord's creation. But then again. Screw those scientists who believe in Big Bang theory. And i believe only dim-witted dykes will ACTUALLY buy this crap! First there was nothing. Then, because of some EXPLOSION that so happens to occur some billion years ago... Everything has become what it is today. A likely story to humour a 3 yr-old learning to string words into sentences like "Yes, that's funny." Let's be serious and give it some thought. From nothing to something so wonderful? Surely there must be someone of greater superiority that'd created such wonders. Scientists are smart. For they know that there is a cause to every effect. AND they go on to research and find ways to explain the theory behind it. That i appreciate. I even took exams on it. WOW. But the Big Bang theory? Bollocks. I can get a box now, making sure that the particles it contains are given extreme high temperatures and densities.. and billions of years later... There will be a cataclysimic explosion that will occur and BOOM! A miniature universe will take form. Then there'll be an earth in it(along with the cosmo and all other planets and blaaaa), then the Apes living in it will evolve into homo sapiens, then to humans etc.. then! the pygmy scientists can put their heads together and come up with another variation of the Big Bang theory. It'll also be predominant that the people of the miniature earth will buy that theory. Hmm.. But then again. (Supposedly it does happen.) The explosion occured because I made sure that there was such-and-such of an environment. AND... where did the particles come from? Someone must have MADE the particles. Then there's energy.. Since energy cannot be destroyed nor created...So where does the energy come from??? So many questions but i've no answers to them. Seek and ye shall find. Botherbotherbother. I'm seriously thinkin bout my mini universe. But then again. It'll never happen. Sometimes i wonder how more stupid can i get. It's not about the Big Bang theory already. It's about me. Yea. How more stupid can i get? Of all the things that i've done. There aren't many that i'm proud of. I'm pretty much surrounded by smart people. Adding on to that, nice people are always much nicer than I am. Where does that leave me? I'm really quite a mass of garbage depleting earth's source of oxygen and natural resources. Maybe i shud start on my "Mini-universe project." Make myself useful. Billions of years later, Microscopic apes(relatively compared to us) will start evolving (if Charles Darwin is true to his words) and they will all be grateful to ME. What are the chances of that? Another thing about modern technology- If things are invented to help us communicate better... why is that ppl are attending self-improving courses to learn the basics of communication? Are we really communicating better with the advances of these gadgets? Probably... Not. My mobile phone. Love it and hate it. Sometimes, when it rings, i'm glad. Sometimes, when it does, i get mad. Right now, i hope it'll stop ringing. Another thing about the phone- Never give your numbers to potential irritants. Then again... there will be a time whereby you find that you can actually live without using a mobile phone. Afterall, it won't make any difference since there won't be anyone to call or send messages to you. You'll only be wasting your money paying your phone service provider. Wasting electricity by charging the batteries. Risking your life due to the reduction of brain cells. Wasting your time staring at the phone dreamily, in hope that someone nice will finally ring you up for a little juicy chat. Or someone will have the decency to wish you a good day or night. AND because i do own a mobile phone. I do think that it'll be delightful that some GOOD friends of mine will actually remember me, and that my number is carefully stored in their very own SIM cards for convenience's sake, they will take just a minute(or much lesser), to key in "Hi Kareen, I've missed you. Hope you are doing fine. Let's go hang out some time. Good day." Search for my number in their phone directories and press "send". That'll most certainly make my day (though i know those are empty promises coz we're all busy and consumed by our own lives). And because im not just someone who talks alot. I'm gonna do just that. What's my phone for if im paying (ok, my mom) for its services monthly... I believe... what comes around, goes around. Do unto others what you want others to do unto you. To give is better than to receive. (Ha. Yea right.) I miss Geraldine already. ... ... ... ... ... EEw.. i think im so not myself these days.
Believe me. It's the Slackest camp that i've been to. PLayed lotsa games and all. 6 hours of cello practice on the second day. And three hours more on the third. The family concert is coming. Can't wait. 29th October 2005. The camp coord- STEVIE WONDER. Hahaha. he's so funny. Indescribable. I'm not being mean, but I was prety amused by the slightly nasty remarks geraldine made bout him. Campers will agree with me. Then the "name game" most certainly made me remember almost ALL the campers' names. Our group had two foreign students from the guitar ensemble. Interesting names they have. The one of Burma- Mg Mg Myint. Pronounced as "Mao Mao Mint" How cool is that? There's another one from Myanmmar which i found more amusing- Tyme Khiene. something along that line. Pronounced as Ding Juer. Then there was another from another group who looks like Johnny- Diha. The camp tee's quite alrite. The games were mild. Just fine. We had this Angel and Mortal thing going on. On the last day, just before we broke camp, The Angels were revealed. Evidently, Stevie Wonder was VERY excited about who his angel is. Lol. I was a Lovely Angel to Loraine, wrote her 4 letters and gave her a bar of candy. And my lovely Angel was relatively nice to me. He gave me two letters, Marshmallow and chocolates.
Funny i should say this right now, I don't have this great sensation of accomplishment or relief, neither is it gonna be joy or even anticipation. (I might fail 2 subjects or get a D or sumtin. It's been bugging me the whole time. ) In fact, i feel empty. I've forgotten all my plans (made during the course of studyin of exams. Dun we all do that?). The irony. Now that im so free. I'm lazy to make plans. All i know is - there's gonna be more tv, books, junkies and practices (for upcoming family concert). *Sigh I've been staring at this computer screen for HOURS. I hadn't slept. At all. Was watching korean drama-"My name is Kim Sam Soon." Hilarious, witty and sweet. About this rich guy, who is actually...very charming, falling for a girl three years his senior despite having a girlfriend of 8 years (jerk). Sam Soon, supposedly, in korean, sounds like a country pumpkin's name and all that. Apparently, the main actress, Kim Sam Soon, was the party chef hired by this rich guy who opens a restaurant. Things happened... etc etc etc... they fell in love and there you have it. 16-episode drama. I finished 3 episodes on saturday night. And just finished 13 of them just now. Quite watchable. otherwise, i wudnt have stayed up all night! I had a check in the mirror... Go figure. Argh. Camp later. Boring... Went to the zoo the other day. Saw alot of animals. I feel awful for them. Some were born into the zoo, they may nvr get to see their natural habitat(however hard the singapore zoological gardens are trying). Confined to the limited (meagre, if you please.) amount of area labeled their HOME, most probably for the rest of their lives. Sad. Nonetheless, i had fun. With Geraldine. We caught Ben having a rendezvous with a pretty lady in a zebra buggy getaway, across the road whilst waiting at tram stop 2 across the Children's playland. Haha. Gotta thank him for sneaking us in anyways. Save us 15 bucks each. In fact, it's pretty easy to sneak into the zoo. Ben met us at the toilet outside the entrance, gave us a chop on our hand each and told us to LIE- "Later, when u go to the entrance, just show them this and tell them you were here just now, they'll let you in. pretend you don't know me." Yea yea.. i know. Lying is bad. I didn't want to. I thought Gdine might do the lying. Anyways, it was me! The horror. After lunch at the KFC outside the entrance. We mustered enough courage to take the first step of our adventure. Believe me, i was so nervous. Nvr done this kinda thing before. Spotted Ben talking to a customer (picking up a middle-aged auntie). "Shit. We can't turn bk now. he's busy. ok. nvm. we've the chop. keep cool. " Silly me. Instead of showing the guy at the entrance the chop, i lied to him. Lord forgive. So what happened was... we smiled at him. I said "Hi." He asked if there was anything he can do for us. And i replied, "Oh, nothing, just that (gestured at the direction of the insides) we were here just now." He let us thru without even checking the chops on our hands. "Oh! Do come in. Have a nice bla bla bla.." That was easy. I touched a boa constrictor! Feels like one of my mom's handbags. That little thing can eat swallow an elephant whole! Amazing. Shits... look at the time. Need to go for some shopping. Till next time.
  From left, anti-clockwise,-Kim Sun Ah (Kim Sam Soon), Jung Ryeo Won (the girlfriend), Dr Henry Kim (smitten doctor of the girlfriend), Hyun Bin (lead actor). My Name Is Kim Sam Soon (a.k.a. My Lovely Sam Soon) is the story of insecure, weight-obsessed Sam Soon (Kim Sun Ah, who gained 15 pounds for the role), a loud, brash woman who is never afraid to speak her mind. She isn't pretty or slim or rich. She knows there's no Prince Charming waiting to whisk her off her feet. When she gets stressed out with life, she eats and sleeps and couldn't care less what anyone else thinks. When Sam Soon loses her job as a pastry chef on Christmas Eve, her problems are just beginning. She spots her boyfriend going into a hotel with another woman. At first she wants to charge right in there and confront him, but instead decides to wait for him to come out, planning to dump him in front of everybody. However, when he finally does materialize, Sam Soon breaks down and begs him not to leave her for the other woman. Realizing she has made a fool of herself in public she runs to the bathroom, but accidentally goes into the men's room. Hyun Bin (Hyun Jin Hun), on a blind date he has no desire to go through with, walks in on Sam Soon, who is topless! And so begins the worst Christmas of Sam Soon's life!
I tried to study. I really did. But ermmm... those words just cant seem to settle down in my head. Yesterday. Like i said. I'm an all-time klutz. I broke one of the CDs i borrowed from sch. Yikes. Gonna tell the librarian when i return the CDs. This is school property. I broke one of mom's Corelle ceramic(I think) dinner plate. Clumsy me. All I wanted to do was to get a drink! She doesn't know. Shh... She mustn't. I don't dare to tell her! It's still in the bin. Haven't emptied it. Maybe she'll see it. Maybe not. I know im dishonest by not tellin her. But she's MY mom. You don't know a thing. MORAL EDUCATION laid aside for this one. (Hey brat. I know you're reading this. You'd better not snitch on me or you'll die a horrible death) Studying with Gdine is Not productive at all. She kept distracting me. She was playing Super mario! Puh-lease. Why would anyone play super mario in the midst of studying? Unbelievable. So anyways, i just had to watch. After that we just kept yakking away. I don't understand WHY is it that the renovation workers just have to work HERE in my house during my exam period. Those nincompoops came during my common test week almost everyday. When CT was over. Their work was done here too! AS if that's not enough, the nincompoop gang came again this week almost everyday! *irately irked I bet the nincompoop gang is too dim to guess whatever the reason for me to be almost scowling at them all the time. Not only are they disturbing my studying for exams. I have to clean up the mess they've created EVERYTIME. (also becoz some BRAT is such a slothful good-for-nothing who doesn't bother to help) !@#$%^& Guys... enlighten me. Do u guys pee on the toilet seat??? Does your urine stain the toilet seat each time you relieve yourself??? Apparently, the nincompoop gang has holeSs in their weenies. I've to scrub the toilet everytime after they leave. I'm ranting on and on and blaaa. I think Mom's practising favouritism. Why am i doing all the dirty work? "Kareen! Do this! Do that! Clean this! Help me with that! Run along down to the blaaaa. Get me this. Get me that. kareen. kareen. kareen. kareen..." I'm not so glad Dad gave me this glorious name afterall. I'm sick of hearing it. (Hey you. Don't call me Kareen for the next few weeks. I'm gettin sick of hearing it.) Can you imagine??? Picture this- Some SIBLING of yours is having HOLIDAYs. You're having exams soon. The good-for-nothing does almost nothing while you have to slog the whole day, inclusive of the emotional turmoil you're experiencing other than studying for exams. Mom's working. You're so NOT on holiday. SIBLING does almost nothing. SIBLING is not bright enough to think that SOMEONE has to do the dishes, hang out the laundry, clean the toilets, clean the floor. Dust everything... the list goes on. So who does these? You. If you don't do it. SIBLING does not do it. Mom comes home. "HEY! *yak yak yak*" SIBLING will claim that she/he is tired. Locks the bedroom door. Goes to sleep. While YOU have to do whatever there is to be done. Mom will smile and say "Good job kiddo. I've just put in some clothes in the washing machine. Maybe you can hang out the laundry as well after it's done. I'm going to bed too." YOU have to take down the laundry and fold them after they're dry. HO HO HO. The irony of ironies. You see yourself turning red with fury. Half (or more) of the laundry is your SIBLING's. ARGHX. Don't u just LOVE your SIBLING??? "Love thy neighbour as they brother." If i can't bring myself to love my sibling, how can i love others?! Finally something delightful- at least I've got my room done up. (minus THAT unpainted wall). The plasma tv came yesterday. It makes everyone in it look fatter. The kitchen is done too, just that i've this problem with the new lamp thing hanging from the ceiling above the "0h-s0-beautiful-i-spent-over-5-thousand-blaaaaaaaaa" sink. I think almost everything's done. I hope. *This post is dedicated to SOMEONE. Please be witted enough to know it already! I swear the next time i do excessive housewrk, im gonna draw your face with PERMANENT marker. **Tip for anger management: Patience. Pray for it.
First, there'll be a lack of sleep. Which eventually, contributes to my already darkened eye bags. If there's one thing that's difficult to cure, it's DARK eye bags. Even worse-er than acnes. Yes. It's worse. Hideous. Which then brings me to the next topic. Acnes. Acnes are NASTY. Yes, they are. Clogged up pores, over-production of oil right down at the glands. Bla---rdy craps. AND because of the insufficient sleep, and raging hormones (depending on the time of the month), bla---rdy craps...etcetera. The cycle repeats. Outrageous. As if im not quite so a half-witted doofus, I've been stuffing and binging myself with (almost) literally LARD. Yep. I'm a walking billboard for saturated fats. I don't suppose i'll be delighted to step onto a weighing machine. The needle-thing might just spin a few times around the scale and finally go... KA-BOOM. Owing to the ever-changing gravity pull by the sun and moon exerting on ME, emotions are subjected to transformations. It's not that i'm being such a nuisance and am oblivious about it... rather...on the contrary, I am aware of it, and am all but oblivious to it. Preposterous. Did i mention i failed instrumentation? *Faints all over again. 35 marks. Pathetic. Blow, wind, blow. Blow forth the slothful and the pudding-heads. *Runs to change seats. I wonder who else is suppose to run along, changing seats with me. Had high tea at Goodwood Park hotel with the church members. I made it a point to facilitate (fully) the space in my stomach. What a hog. How 'brilliant'. Hmm.. Im not sure if this is the current trend-waiters waiting on me so happens to be irksome, displaying utter annoyance. Is it me??? nah. I'm a good customer. I've been a waitress. The last thing i'll be in a restaurant is to be some snobbish-nose-high-up-in-the-air-snooty-insolent-kiss-my-feet-i'm-CUSTOMER customer. Maybe i was exaggerating a lil. The waiters were really nice. Just that this particular waiter acted as if i were non-existent(what a disappointment, i thought he was cute.) No biggie actually. Just that he failed to realise i'm there initially. Being a nice-polite-i-won't-make-this-difficult-for-you customer, I simply asked him to serve me. Apologies accepted. Maybe i'm sooooo skinny that i'd become microscopic to the naked eye (apparently, his.). What are the chances of that? Good thing he redeemed himself by being exceptionally attentive to my needs. It got a lil intimidating afterwards. Shan't elaborate on that. I simply couldn't stop eating until i was sooo stuffed, i felt like barfing. In spite of the fact that i was already stuffed to my throat, i just couldn't stop eating. I mean, the adults were so consumed by their "little" chat sessions, the children around me were busy giggling away, breaking into peals of what looked like belly-aching laughters and guffaws whenever someone makes an 0h-so-funny passing comment. Kids. What's so funny? i don't get it. I hate to relate this, but it's kinda gross- I think i spotted a chopped up portion of what seemed like a hairy leg. Yep. Hairy leg. It wasn't swimming in a pool of soup. Rather, it was nicely embedded in the bowl of smashed up eggs. Wonder where is the rest of cockroach. Go figure. I can recognise that kinda hairy leg anywhere! Yech. Cockroaches. Here's what happened- I scooped up that spoonful of poached eggs, and what caught my eye was a brown stick lookin stuff. My eyes were fixed at it. Lo and behold. Cockroach leg identified! Disgusted and not wanting to disgust other customers, i continued gawking(i couldn't help it. roaches makes me sick.) I left that spoonful of contents on the table and left. I should've broken into series of uncontrollable screams beyond the acceptable decibel level and make a scene out of it. (it didn't occur to me at that time to be such a drama queen for i'm a very good customer indeed.) Should've asked im-ignoring-kareen-coz-she's-too-skinny-to-be-seen waiter to come have a look-see. I guess it was implanted there for a purpose. Immediately after the i-spotted-a-cockroach-leg-i-suspect-the-rest-of-it-is-in-there-somewhere episode, i lost my appetite. With not much of a choice, i devoted myself to the DESSERTS section. Lovely! The pudding was heavenly. A bite of their soft, custardy dunno-what-cake will send you to paradise. Lotsss of other luscious desserts that tingled my nerves so much so that it left me with nothing else but the craving for more. Four hours later... Make a guess. I had dinner. Boy am i gonna get FAT.
of coz.. i'll be free to give you a good discount of the accord of my mom for a treatment. =)
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