hello, you!
*mppbk* thats the way my cousin kisses us goodbye. the way kids give a ‘french kiss’ but this time on a cheek. some wierded out way of blowing air laden with saliva onto your cheek and gurgling at the same time. ah. too cute. yay! i suspect his mum feeds him steriods…otherwise it is impossible that a kid can grow so fast. no way! *frowns*

apart from that..i’m thoroughly prepared this year. when i meet a relative i’ll go:

yes, i am in university studying arts but no i am not going to be a geography teacher. yes i look like my mum and no i did not grow taller. yes i do not have a boyfriend but no, i do not want you to introduce your colleague’s cousin’s nephew’s son to me thank you very much.

ah. and after that, i can be left to my own devices and tickle all the kids and they can’t complain cuz they dont know how to talk and when they cry i’ll just shrug. YAY! *mppbk* *mppbk* *mppbk*

til next time,
debs who hopes all her friends put on weight during this season. YAY *mppbk*

no, not Zadie Smith
white teeth
cuz they are clenched
unwittingly too
this does not bode well.
somehow, subconsciously, i must unclench my teeth.
urghs.

and soo i decided to try this

from
http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=princessdeborah&gender=f

heh

hello, you!
and so..
chao ta raisins are actually hollowed carbon shells

pohpiah skins can look wantony (nono, not skanky…wanton-y) or golden brown depending on the fire

dogs move their limbs and bark softly in their dreams.
hmmm..the phrase ‘bark softly’ makes me read and re-read this sentence. i like it. ‘bark softly’. almost on the same level as ‘dark night of the soul’. bark softly.

m.eet provides job opportunites in case we are unemployed next time. we’ll become chinese new year goodie makers. with the bestest pohpiahporkiepuffs and corniecookies who are raisin’ to the occassion.

yay. today was fun. albeit tiring and winking at cheeky ahpehs all the way home with my sore eye.

we’re going to turn into a factory. roll roll roll. bish bish bish. yayness.

till next time,
debs de delightful dazzling dishwasher

i believe i’ve never started a sem so badly before, that by the end of the first week, i am already looking forward to the mid-sem break. everything is coming to a head. and within five days of school.
i don’t think i’ve ever felt so stupid in a class before…or at least not since secondary school higher chinese class days…
and i commence descending down the slippery slope…

and the seasons they go round and round
and the painted ponies go up and down
we're captive on the carousel of time
we can't return we can only look
behind from where we came
and go round and round and round in the circle game

till next time,
debs

Hello, you!
ARRRRGH. pokpokpokkaeee. ARRRGGHH. I’m a chick.

chicken hearted.
i am scared to go on exchange. as in, cannot-sleep-at-night-hence-grumpy-in-the-day scared. ARGHS. i want to go and yet the fear of being alone scares the chickshit outta me. pokpokpok. humphs. apart from the fact that my mum’s worrywart genes have nicely mutated into megaworrywart debs..i will miss home. *sniff* *sniffles in a chicky way* *wipes nose on sleeve*

chicken little too.
the sky is seriously falling. on my ism that is. ARGHS. pokpokpok. i can’t believe i had to stay up till 2am on the first school night to find that dang Gereffi reading. and, if the ism does not get approved…it means i will be doing a four module sem. which is seriously bad news cuz it means coming back from exchange to two six module sems. oh dear God…. i don’t want to hyperventilate from doing that numanuma dance…but I am going cranky

chicken brain as well.
i think the feathers in the brain are imploding in their feathery way from all the paper work i’ve to do. arghs. it is like some form of bureaucratic induced paper cut on the brain or something… red tape wavers…down with you! *bishbishbish in a chicky way*
poks away.

watched narnia today with mummy and daddy. was supremely irritated with the people sitting behind us. they can’t chew with their mouths closed! i could tell what they were chomping on cuz they made different sounds with the nachos and the pop corn. the latter was crunchcrunchsloooop and the latter was chompchompchomp. and all accompanied with the slurping of a drink. eeeeeeeeeks.

the show was both heart warming and heart wrenching. esp the scene of the sacrifice…i never imagined Jesus coming down to earth in this way. ah. its like that F.OC tee shirt ‘He didn’t have to’. and when Aslan went ‘it is finished’, I went, ‘indeed, thank you God’. sometimes a visual wake up call is what I need. it is like how sometimes I feel afraid in m.eet, thinking that i really come from the clementi cannotmakeit club, and yet i know God uses the weak and the small.

oh. and bimbotic side note…ASLAN! woohoo! when i read the credits i realised why i liked aslan so much!! Liam Nesson!! *goo goo eyes* hot cakes! ahhhh!!!

oh wells. off to more birdbrain paper cuts. liam nesson!! *googooeyes again*

till next time,
debs

Hello, you!
my neighbours have a puppy! or as glenn close calls it…. puuu pee. ARGH. why couldn’t they get a gold fish???? or continue their luo han craze? and even if you get a dog, get a nice pretty one can? not those idiotic skinny small things which go yipyipyip ad nauseum ad infitium.
to neighbours: you stay in a four room flat. give the dog a break. he can only go yipyipyip and prance around your flat THAT MANY TIMES. and it is driving ME insane. yipyipyip. ARGHS, yipyipyip.

oh well. silly me got the tutorial balloting thing mixed up. so ended up hounding various people for no rhyme or reason. ooops. *stares at toes*

ok. was highly convicted at meet on sat to read christian books. shall rebel no longer. byebye sylvia plath unabridged journals. byebye david sedaris. byebye sa femme. byebye NLB. it was nice living your lives for that moment in time…

school’s tmr! yay! i wish the rain would stop. so that i can carry my pink bag. yay!

till next time,
debs

Hello, you!
So the year has arrived
went for watchnight service yesteday and K and XF gave a surprise visit. so that was cool.
had council gathering at M’s place..the last time we did that was, wow, two years ago. I can’t believe time has passed so fast.
it is amazing how even though we’ve not seen each other for eons and eons and yet the moment we meet, the conversation flows so naturally and we can just pick up the pieces and talk about our lives. just..like that. no holds barred.

and that’s us! of course straight after that yes, the head got smacked. what’s new?

the trip home was even more remarkable. and quite heart warming too. *grin*

anyhow, we sang our council song..the one which was composed on a MOS burger napkin..and the one we can all remember..even better than our school song.
here goes:

It was never easy, right from the start
Things were going crazy, emotions started to stray
Whoever said that life was a straight road?
It doesn’t mean it can’t be…it can’t be……..beautiful.

Chorus:
Many people ask, which way we’ll go.
It matters not what people say
Just listen…listen to your heart.

Embracing the beauty, of every single dawn
Forty stars serenading the sky, the changing of the seasons
All spun together in a tapestry
Into a tapestry of dreams….

Many people ask, which way we’ll go.
It matters not what people say
Just listen…listen to your heart.

Ah..thank you Lord. for lessons learnt, and friendships made.
May this year be one lived entirely for You, and You alone.

till next time,
debs