solly about me being lazy la

this post is going to be weird because i'm half asleep.

not really. when i'm really half asleep i suddenly find a whole string of 'i's or spaces across the screen because i didnt realise that i 'microslept' with my finger pressing down the key.

anyway.

i just wanted to apologise for not having posted for ages. i'm really sleepy now and i still need to fill out my english related text questions for my new related text.

because i am weird and i dont get how people find related texts .... like how? do you just google it out? or do you delve into the depths of your memory to get a book you've read? ask relatives? tutors? urgh. english is so hard.

wow! there's a modernist piece there already. stream of consciousness. sadly i cant walk into my eng ext exam feeling like i can just rant like i'm writing a blog post :/

sunset blvd.

so yesterday we began 'sunset blvd.' in english yesterday ... luckily it was a single. so i was watching and everything was ok ... UNTIL ABOUT 10-15 MINUTES INTO THE MOVIE.

i started bobbing.

it was so annoying! even though i hadn't really understood it and thought it was quite boring, i felt really bad for missing out on it! i basically slept through the next 30ish minutes!

i felt so bad i went home and made myself find the movie on the internet and watch it to make up for my stupidity. and today when we started watching it in class we started literally where i stopped watching yesterday and finished the movie! i felt so great and i understood it in the end and i just felt good for watching it.

i would've said i felt so proud, except being proud for falling asleep in class is NOT A GOOD THING.

milhouse

i feel so guilty. you know how on TV you see characters like milhouse from the simpsons who are virtually blind when they lose their glasses? and like you laugh when they wake up and pat around for their glasses or when they drop them and step on them while looking for them or something?

well, i was one of those people who laughed to myself.

after all, i thought, that's so exaggerated - i mean it doesn't happen in real life.

... or does it?

i'd just finished english and was walking along the corridor to commerce class. patting my head, i noticed that my bobby pins were still in after finding my fringe irritating. my glasses were also still on! i must look like a real dork. so i removed my glasses and put them in my glasses case. with my glasses case in my right hand, i undid my bobby pins with my left. the one on the left side of my head ... the one on the right and the other one on the right. but while doing this with two other bobby pins in my hand, i felt that feeling that something slipped out of my hand and thought i heard it hit the floor and that little vibration as it hit the floor (upon reflection, i doubt this really happened. i mean feeling and hearing the bobby pin hit the floor amongst a busy corridor with around 50 girls? unlikely. but still, i thought i heard and felt it).

so, naturally, i look down to find my bobby pin. AND I AM MET WITH A HAZE OF PURPLY GREY BLUE! the walls are light blue ... the carpet is that purply bluey grey like a cross of these:

yeah. well. all of a sudden i was in an 'OMG MY EYESIGHT IS THIS BAD!?!?!?!' and that whole sudden realisation, tears-run-to-eyes thing where im like WHAT HAVE I DONE??!? and i knew that if i bent down to find it i would have to pat around for a bit cause i like to wear glasses at the dinner table to see the food properly.

and, automatically, i paused and just stood there. pretended like i was waiting for a friend. and i was jamming up the corridor, but anyway. then i pretended i was like OH maybe i should put my glasses on. so i put my glasses on slowly like i wasnt doing anything weird. and then i pretended i just dropped something and bent down to pick up my bobby pin. it was right next to my foot.

then i walked to commerce. i now will never laugh at milhouse again.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

so i was trying to actually understand what we're learning in English now - realism - so i decided to google realistic texts to find books that i might've read before so i could kind of get what realism was.

that didn't make sense did it? ok. well. when i find out that a book i read was realistic, i will think hmmmm i wonder why. maybe it's this? then i will see other books that i have read that are apparently realistic too, and try to find whatever characteristic i thought of initially. if it's not there, i try to spot other common traits between them. then i would assume realism = common traits. well, yeah. cause i'm horrible at english.

but one of the results that came up from my search was really weird.

yeah. weird. and when i read it, there was an awkward >>>>>>>>> flying on top of my head cause i was just thinking .............. what. and imagine someone was with me ... wow.

anyway, you should try it yourself :) or maybe click the title of this post, i should've linked it. but then again, it was a query so it's weird and the link might break.

whitewater world

linked the photo album of our trip in the title :D

i'm sorry but this entry isn't going to be as detailed as the movieworld entry :(

my mum and I woke up at around 7:40 while my dad and my brother woke up at around 8:20. enough said. apparently Horizon's family got up at 6 o.O wow. after we woke up and prepared, ate breakfast, etc. we kids had some time together! so, of course, we  played uno :) ... and big 2!

Horizon and I against the hotel view

Big 2 :) before we left ...

travelling to whitewater world on a non-pink bus, we passed wet 'n' wild. you really should have seen the line. it was longer than the entrance path and stretched across and around the entire front of the theme park! we (*cough* Horizon *cough*) took some photos.

we didn't get a lot of photos at the theme parks this time we went to the Gold Coast, so there weren't much especially since you wouldn't go on a water slide with a camera.

after the boys ignorantly ran away leaving everyone else to find a table with seats to leave our towels and stuff, Horizon and I really couldn't be bothered to find them. Afterall, it was a THEME PARK. so we decided to go on the Octopus :D and maggie won .... (I was so sure that I wouldn't come last since heavier people have a higher maximum velocity ... -hmph-) and managed to continue sliding several metres after where I stopped. After reuniting with our brothers who admitted to going on the Wedgie after lining up fo 5 MINUTES (later maggie and I lined up 30 minutes + for it), we decided to go on some rides together: (some details may be dead due to my memory being ... very bad)

• The Rip
• this was quite cool :) our tub thingo was meant to go around the basin once and on its second trip descend us into darkness, but the boys tried to make us go around a second time. the current won.
• The Green Room
• this was a really fun ride. the majority of the ride was in a pitch black tunnel, so you never knew where you were going. I loved the sudden, unexpected drop, especially when I was going backwards the first time. The rest of the ride wasn't too scary, other than the second drop into the funnel which seems quite similar to the kamikaze in wet 'n' wild to me. It was really funny because most people didn't scream until the first significant drop - so as the group going several times before us descended into the darkness, they must have been going slower than the others because just milliseconds after my brother remarked 'they didn't scream ...' we heard a long and waning scream marking their encounter with the drop.
• The Hydrocoaster
• lining up for this, all four of us, dwelling on my brother's discovery of an artificial rainbow, made rainbows with our swimmers. we had the sun in the right spot and, flapping our damp swimmers, propelled minute water droplets into the air. They acted as prisms and we had a rainbow right next to us :) however, our brothers soon got bored and left the line ... leaving Horizon and I to have VERY interesting conversations. Content of such interesting conversations you may ask?

There was the word 'one' engraved onto the metal railing. We had just finished watching the Matrix. That led to our fascinating conversation about only the 'one' being able to read it ... eventually leading to our conclusion that I must be either the second or ... the 'two' -drumroll-

so there was a parking lot beyond the stairs we were lining up on and maybe a 20m drop or so. it was so funny because somehow the conversation went into issues about eyesight and I told Maggie how I'd pull at the edge of my eyes (you know how you do the stereotypical 'asian eyes' thing?) and adjust the pressure I apply to my eyes and I can see clearer. Maggie exploded. Not into smithereens, but into a roaring laugh. I WAS SERIOUS. Has anyone done that before? yes no? It really works! 

• The Wedgie
• Horizon wasn't allowed to wear her waterproof watch on the ride, so she had to take it off and put it in a felt bag which would be flushed down after she went ... i.e. before I would go (after 'mischievously' throwing Horizon in front of me in the line despite her protests against my intelligence). I had to laugh when I reached the bottom and Horizon puzzly asked me: 'Where's my watch?' after a laughing fit and deciding against the possibilities of walking all the way back up and retrieving it, one of the monitors spotted something right at the exit and asked Horizon if it were hers. it was :D

but of course the most interesting bit: the conversations we had during our wait. i was horrified. it was THE WEDGIE. like HOMGA it was THE WEDGIE (repetition reinforces my point as my english teacher explained to me). so then, like many other people would say i said: i'm gonna die D: ... then guess what Horizon says? at least you die wet :D very helpful. Horizon, in an attempt to make me feel better, convinced me that I had a lion in my stomach which would fly out the moment I stepped into the wedgie ... and I immediately thought of astro boy. why? because I have a mcdonald's happy meal astro boy that flies out of its capsule and breaks the glass :) i will find some way to post a photo ...

okay so I think those were the only rides we went on in whitewater world. other than the cave of waves where we braved the waves on a floaty that our brothers managed to secure and the nickelodeon pipeline plunge where Horizon and I embraced our childhood self and played in the water and got drenched by a huge bucket of water. after arriving at the hotel, Horizon and I went swimming. where Horizon scraped her chin :) it was very amusing. we were trying to be 'mermaids' (excuse the kid side of us) - where you sink down near the ground of the pool and make a snake-like motion to travel. Maggie went too low ... put it that way. she asked me if it was bleeding, and I said no. because I saw no blood.

but there were scratches that were red when we went back up to the hotel ...

anyway Horizon claims that the pool contained psycho water. why? because it made her go hyperactive (yes, feel oh so sorry for me). we ate at a Chinese restaurant in Surfers Paradise near our hotel :) it was quite yummy, just like tomorrow's ;) i recall playing uno and charades off my ipod touch that night, but I'm not too sure :D maggie's mum and my dad were always already asleep when we started playing ...

sentient meat

just before I post my experiences with Maggie at the Gold Coast, I've decided to share my thoughts on a passage we were to read at English class at school. It opened my mind to the extent that I am currently self conscious regarding my actions and how people see of me. What scares me is that what this extract details DOES make sense .... other than the fact that I still don't understand why bones and teeth are regarded as meat.

maybe you should read the short story in the linked webpage so you would understand exactly what I'm saying :)
My favourite part of this story is the alien's account (the story is told from the perspective of an alien race - similar but different to us) of a human's ability to use their mouth:

"Meat sounds. You know how when you slap or flap meat, it makes a noise? They talk by flapping their meat at each other. They can even sing by squirting air through their meat."

 'OMIGOD'. How scarily true is that segment? Now, often when I speak - I remember that I am, really, simply flapping my meat around and making sounds. And that when I sing I am really .... squirting air through my meat. Disturbing? Yes.

"Omigod. Singing meat. This is altogether too much. So what do you advise?

Officially of unofficially?

Both.

Officially, we are required to contact, welcome and log in any and all sentient races or multibeings in this quadrant of the Universe, without prejudice, feat or favour. Unofficially, I advise that we erase the records and forget the whole thing.

I was hoping you would say that.

It seems harsh, but there is a limit. Do we really want to make contact with meat?

I agree one hundred per cent. What's there to say? 'Hello, meat. How's it going?' " 

Maybe that's why we haven't been able to contact alien races ... it is not that we are too far, or are technically incapable of communication (haha IPT), but rather they have been avoiding us ...

alicia and i did the loudest high-5 in history today.

no, not in history. in english.

blogspot just got cooler

so today was the LAST DAY of my exams! so happy :) and when I asked my friends while they were studying for their french exam, I realised that they blogged here ... and I have now rediscovered this blog :D (technically I did a week ago ... but oh well. alteration of facts for dramatic purposes!) and so I am now following them. and a few other people who were following THEM/they were following.

oh dear I need to eat dinner now. and i was going to write a bit on how hungry I was. sigh.

ok this is tomorrow :D how paradoxical. so I just wanted to say hi to Linda, Horizon and Rochelle who pulled me back to this account ... hello -bow-. and now i should finish doing my work on the effects of farming on the nitrogen cycle, my trigonometry homework and other english stuff.

surprisingly, i have procrastinated the entire of today :'(