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Monday, June 30, 2008
Jodi Picoult

I never really picked up a Jodi Picoult book before, cos I thought she got really commercialised, but I bought two of her books, The Pact and My Sister's Keeper, before I left for Russia. Must say her books aren't half bad. No actually they're better than good. So I shall go buy her other books when I get the chance.

Anyway. Was out all day on Saturday and Sunday with Mom. After Friday night I think I got everything out of my system, so yeah, things are fine in the family. I want to make more and more brownies. They're yummy. :)

Dinner at Blue Lobster was okay, I guess, a waiter sucked like crap (Jasmine says he was a true blue Indian, but I don't know much about that) and we complained against him. But yeah, Mom says the next time we eat there he'll most probably poison us.

Last night ate prata. Yumyum. And we got back the dresses! I like the black and beige one. I felt like a little girl again (in a good way) wearing them. Today had horrible cramps for a f'ing 2 1/2 hrs. Fell asleep in English and Ms Lisa didn't even notice. I want Mrs Goh back man. Sad that she's leaving this Thursday already. ):

Damnnnnnnnnnnn. Where do I get kirsch?!?! Dad's coming back this Friday and I haven't even started to get the ingredients yet.
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Friday, June 27, 2008
simmer shimmer, what-ever

Baked brownies, decided baking might do my temper some good. I guess it did. The brownies taste okay, but not the cake-y types that I like. Am I the only person who likes cakey brownies cos everyone else likes theirs fudgy. Which is kind of gross, if you ask me.

And my blueberries sunk in a lot, so they look like empty eye-sockets now ): Cin's hinting at me to bake the coffee biscotti I made last time. Those were yummy, I guess, but I have to re-adjust the timing cos once it cools down its texture changes into stale bread's texture.

Reading through yummydummy. Damn now I really want to eat the swiss rolls and min jiang kueh (peanut pancake!). And I never thought one could cry so much. My eyes hurt.
!8:37 PM

I'm tired. I truly am. Tired of all the damn flare-ups you make. You're not the only one who's busy, and I'm not the only one who doesn't try to understand. You make the mistakes, just as I do, but I'm the one who has to apologize first? Oh wait, scratch that, I already did remember? Yesterday?

You know, whatever, I don't care anymore. It doesn't seem like you do. So why should I?
!4:24 PM
Monday, June 23, 2008
Roman Russian Holiday

Hihi!

I am still totally flat out giddy and a bit nauseous from the flight (which, by the way, has totally sucky crew, but more on that later) but wtv I want to post and stuff. Russia was madfun! Well, besides the times when I got homesick on the first few days or screwing up our performance at the church or getting giddy after the bus rides and etc etc etc. But yeah it was damn fun +cold!

The flight there seemed shorter than 11 hours, I don't know why, but my tailbone really hurt after sitting down for so long. And the weirdest part is that the sky even at 7 looks like this,



I know, but I was too out of it to be bothered about it. The room in Moscow was bigger than the one in St. Pete's and it was kind of nice in the simple, budget hotel way. Yup, but European women are so... braless sometimes, it's damn gross.

Food in Russia is all about cheese, oil, cold bread, and more oil. I don't know what's up with the cold bread but it's not nice at all, so when we finally got freshly baked bread I was like all :D xinfinity but the jam inside was horrible. The bread was yummy, though. Yumyumyum.

St. Pete's is so much more prettier than Moscow, with all the European buildings and stuff. Most of the pictures taken were from the bus, though.





























































































Damn okay I don't want to post pictures anymore, it takes so f'ing long and as you can tell I am the type of person who has very little to no patience at all. So I shall type. And type and type.

Okay the first night I was completely zonked out and was very disoriented and worse still we had to lug our luggages up the stairs (my luggage was 18kg!!) and everything omg I wanted to die already and it was not that cold out that night.

Domestic flight to St. Pete's was beyond scary, the plane seemed to shake a lot and I had this horrible vision that we would just drop out of the sky. Nevertheless, managed to fall asleep on it and only woke after landing. St. Pete's was cold and nice!

Our hotel in St. Pete's was so f'ing smalllllllllllllllll. But I love the balcony, sort of. The hotel's facing the river directly and people play stupid techno music every night or either they get married and release balloons and like, you know, yell and scream. I wanted to throw my shoe down or something, but seeing as how Russians are so 'passionately' scary, haha, no, I didn't, but Jasmine and I did yell for them to shut up out of our window. Oh and I threw a paper ball down and the woman immediately looked up to see who threw it.

We practiced mostly outside the hotel facing the river and it was so cool because cars actually slow down to look and people look out of the window (this one guy even sat on the windowsill to listen) or stand outside of the hotel, or stop at the opposite bank and stuff. And we had echoes which was so fun to do but there were so many bugs and they bit everyone, Jia Min had this horrible bite which proceeded to get bigger and bigger.

First performance at the church was mediocre, rushed for Kerraban Sape like nobody's business but I think Ave was okay. Wtv, more practice for that! By the second performance we miraculously improved and Mr Kwei said the Harmonia University Choir (the one we competed against for Folklore) were like by the time we finished Binama. HAHA.

The performance day itself we woke up at like, 5? And then did warm-ups and everything, and had to leave for the hall already and I was f'ing jittery. The place was pretty with that vintage sort of feel but the toilet stank like crap and you can smell it even in the hallway. P-ew.

We rushed a bit for Folklore, but like, I think we improved a lot, esp. for Mepalian. (is it Meplalian or Mepalian, cos I never really knew.) and we did the retarded ja-ja-ja part way better than we have before. Which you know, is good. The squatting (however more retarded) helps, I guess.

And then like, you know, at first Emilyn and I thought that the Astonian choir had beaten us cos we heard something like 'Youth... 19 years old...' then suddenly 'Astonian something something choir!' then they cheered so we were like, 'Huh we lost to them?!' but then suddenly, 'And with a 100 points, Tanjong Katong Secondary School!' and we were all like jumping and screaming. Like o-m-g x 19382938203923882!!! Folklore snatched a 96 but all the trophies are so small.

I hate how bitchy Westerners can get eh. Just cos we're Asian and all. The only other nice choir besides NUS was the Old Man choir which had really good (and not to mention super super friendly) singers. The rest were like... absolute a-holes. Rude, mean, uncivilised a-holes. Yup.

We had some sightseeing, all the pictures I shall not upload cos yes I'm that lazy but St. Pete's is pretty everywhere whereas Moscow is only pretty at Red Square, where I froze my butt and ears off because I was wearing 3/4s which, was a HUGE mistake on my part.

Saw one really really f'ing f'ing hot guy at Red Square. He was wearing this black bomber jacket, I think he's some sports group cos they were all wearing the same jacket and he has those really nice icy gray eyes. You know how Draco Malfoy's eyes are always being described in the HP books? Yes, imagine that, then make it prettier X3. Ate Russian ice cream even though I was so very cold, and I finally ate Blinis, but not with jam (sadly) but with ham and cheese.

Agh and I took a picture with this super duper cute boy who kept laughing and jumping in the airport. We had to communicate with sign language with his dad and it was so funny cos Jasmine pinched her own cheeks when she was trying to explain why we wanted a picture.

"Excuse me, can we take a picture *pretends to take a picture* with your son *points to him* cos he's so cute *pinches cheek*?"

He's got really nice eyes and just about the cutest smile and he was so cheerful and bubbly and I got to carry him! Haha omg so cute!! Picture's with Jia Min. I shall only post pictures with other people once I have the rest.

Miss the weather in Russia. It's cold and nice and cold cold cold.
!6:54 PM
Monday, June 16, 2008
What is wrong with me.

I don't feel like going Russia anymore eh. Like, stay in SG instead. Who knows what's going to happen there. Agh since when did I turn into such a homebody.
!5:15 PM
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Lag.

Is it really possible to survive on 5 hours of sleep? It took me 5 hours to fall asleep last night and I only slept for another 5-6 hours before waking up. Agh damn and I'm like, on the borderline of sleepy and awake, which really sucks. No more naps for me then.

Ballet today was just about awesome. I love the Grade 7 syllabus. It's so much more... I don't know, but it's very nice, as in the barre work. I'm not sure about centre work, though. See Mel, you were so scared for your marks but you got higher than me eh!

Damn I need to finish packing already. But part of me doesn't want to and go back to sleep. But if I do I know I'm going to have trouble sleeping tonight, again.

Crap.
!4:15 PM
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Huffalump

Bitchhhh!

Ugh, who the fuck told you to go wipe my computer!! Screwed up some of my documents and everything man. HOW MANY F'ING TIMES DID YOU WIPE IT. Wl, thank God I saved my History assignment or I will fucking yell at her, I swear. I mean, I know she did it with good intentions, but who the fuck will go wipe a computer when it is ON?!

Choir was beyond disastrous. Sheesh.
!1:59 PM
Friday, June 13, 2008
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Damn, all classes are fully booked tomorrow. Shit. I've only gone for 1 lesson this entire month, and that lesson was only hiphop! Crap.

Anyway, I know, weird pictures, but those are the 2 f'ing blisters I've gotten from... rope jumping. I know. 'Rope jumping? How do you get blisters from that?' Apparently you do. Don't ask how this happened since I've jumped ropes a million times before but this is the first time this has happened. And the blisters are at such an awkward place that now whenever I tie my hair, or wash my hair or ANYTHING they'll sting.

And Tastespotting closed down! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Shit. Why are there so many bad things happening today!

But, I finally woke up at 10 today, (which is hard, considering my body's clock wakes up at about 8-9 every f'ing morning now, even though I only went to sleep at 1 in the morning.) and the biscotti tastes better today. And choir practice went pretty good.

I still want to bake bake bake though. Agh why can't I have gluttony family members/neighbors so I can give it to them! I only want to bake, but I don't want to eat it. Yes, I'm weird that way.

Back to finishing up History. Bye.
!7:54 PM