Everybody

soap

2009-07-02T22:38:00.001+08:00

I keep killing this thing and bringing it back and killing it and bringing it back over and over and over and over and over again!

tumblr

2009-06-03T22:57:00.002+08:00

Gosh, I really like tumblr. Go get one.

o hai

2009-06-01T15:44:00.004+08:00

Had this strange sense of kinship with everyone in uniform I saw walking back home from megachinese just now. Rather strong urge to go up to them and be like, O HAI you just went through what I just did too, huh?

And then of course I started viciously hoping that they screwed theirs up badly so that I will do better in comparision. (shoot the bitch, shoot her shoot her)

fast one

2009-05-29T21:32:00.005+08:00

Hi guys this is gonna be a fast post, I really shouldnt be here at all I should be studying my brains out for my megachinese exam on Monday. Monday! Time flies whether you're having fun or not. I just saw the first half of Chungking Express, cool movie, funny dialogue and all that.

"Why are you wearing a raincoat?"

"Cause you never know when its going to rain."

technically the blonde girl is wearing a trenchcoat but yeah. Its a pretty cool movie. The guy is sweet, eating 30 cans of expiring pineapples in one night.

Today's english exam, I laughed when I saw the question paper. I wrote about travel. It is said that travel enriches our lives. Do you agree? My answer goes something like "I strongly agree that travel enriches our lives........." and so on.

I know i shouldnt be watching movies with the whole megachinese thing going on, but at least it was a chinese film! Eh eh! Who knows, maybe something about lovelorn cops and blonde drug dealers will come out on monday-- hah yeah right.

I was trying to tell my mom about my english paper just now, but it failed miserably. Have since come to the conclusion that I am probably more eloquent on paper than when talking. Which is not saying much cos i'm not very eloquent on paper either but there you go

Today is the second day I ate McDonalds in a week, am feeling rather McSaturated.

Goodbye!

WATCH STAR TREK

2009-05-22T18:40:00.011+08:00

Whee Kris! Whee Adam!

what a wonderful sound

2009-05-10T16:46:00.005+08:00

It had not rained for a nearly a week. The heat had been tolerable at first, but with each passing day its grip tightened a little more around our necks. The air got thicker and thicker, till breathing became choking from the viscous heat that slithered down our throats.

Monday bid hello with little warning of what was to come. I only remember standing by the kitchen window as I brushed my teeth with my eyes half open, taking absent notice of the orange sky; but then I rinsed my mouth and left to get ready for school.

I had physical education in school on Tuesday. It was barely five minutes into the lesson before everyone had flushed scarlet, faces shining damply. We left sweat sprinkled all over the gym, like tiny drops of rain from the sky.

Wednesday’s morning assembly was held in the courtyard. Standing behind, I could see the sweat stains on everyone’s backs. They ranged from palm sized ovals to epics that stretched across the entire shirt. No one was spared. I could feel my uniform sticking to my back and I knew I had one too.

On Thursday evening I sat at home with the windows thrown open. The day’s newspapers were spread before me, large bold headline exclaiming “HEAT WAVE ENGULFS TOWN”. There was a permanent wet sheen on my skin, and tiny black words on my arms from where the newspaper print had stuck.

School was canceled on Friday. I learnt in physics that cool air sinks, so I spent most of my time lying on the marble floor in a pool of my own sweat.

This led into Saturday, with my mother announcing that water rationing had begun.

“Be a good girl and go out to get water, will you?” she asked, clutching a pail in her hands.

I nodded in reply to conserve saliva, took the pail from her and went outside. It was like walking into a brick wall. The water collection station was only two blocks away but the journey seemed to take forever, with the heat slamming into me with each step. When I finally reached the place, there were hundreds of people in the queue. There used to be trees there, but now they all stood bald. Most people crammed under a hastily erected shelter, hiding from the sun which leered at the world, daring anyone to hope for rain. No one did anymore. Rain was not coming.

We bowed our heads and looked to ground.

All of a sudden, thunder boomed. More than one child screamed. Hope glimmered in our eyes, but still we remained silent.

Then a breeze began to blow, rustling dead leaves from the ground. They rubbed against each other, whispering softy. The breeze came harder and faster, becoming a wind that turned the leaves’ murmurs into shouts.

“Look above!”

I looked skywards and gasped in wonder.

Dark grey clouds were filling up the horizon, with lightning bolts that lashed over our heads in deafening bursts of thunder. We all gazed at the spectacle for an eternity, pails and buckets lying forgotten on the floor.

Then finally, the rain came.

It fell from the sky, like strings of pearls tumbling down from the clouds. I stood aside, laughing, listening to the droplets hit the ground. They were like glass beads, each drop ringing as they broke open upon impact with my thirsting, upturned face. The rain was beautifully melodious: bright, twinkling and resonant.

Falling to my knees, I whispered.

“What a wonderful sound.”
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..and I'm still waiting.

ETA 19/05: Ok not waiting anymore. 25/30!

rock and roll

2009-05-06T17:05:00.002+08:00

American Idol in an hour! I really shouldn't be online, i only came on here to check my email but then well. You know it never ends there. Today I went down to kovan to have lunch, met J and A there. Awkwardness ensues.

There is sure to be awkwardness whenever Amanda is around! How can there not? While I was feeling awkward, i was looking around the place and I kept coming back to this t shirt that was hanging lopsided on a hanger (haha hanging on a hanger- pure genius, that.) at a stall opposite. It looked kinda weird, red with funny dark blue lace all over it and the words "BEAUTY g" printed in the front. Yeah. I would post a picture but i was too busy feeling awkward to think of it at the time. Ah well.

About printing. I still havent settled the whole class jacket thing. I know, i know, its been ages but i just havent gotten around to doing anything solid about it. I've talked about it, very loudly, but that's all. Mmm yeah, i'll get down to doing that asap alright.

I should really work faster.

By the way, i hope you havent come here in the search of something fantastically interesting. I'm not a very interesting person, you know? I mean it would be nice if you thought i was (hah yeah right) but then I don't think so. I think i should put a disclaimer somewhere. ...and I have said this so many times before.

I'm just doing this cos I got inspired. go check out negativeneil.com. Yes i am an unhelpful brat so I won't hyperlink that for you.

Have a nice day! I'll see you tomorrow, when I come back to check my email. Maybe she will reply tomorrow.

bb

good

2009-04-22T21:59:00.008+08:00

its good how there's a sense of continutity, but then i don't know how long it will last.
make the most,
the most, make the most of it.

today was a very sleepy day. Its a minute to 10, i havent touched any of my work today. I am pretty sure I will regret tonight soon, but well while it lasts i will enjoy the feeling. today is so hot you break into a sweat sitting down.

i was reading this article in one of my mom's old magazines where they were advertising anti perspirants and talking about how there's two kinds of sweating: the unglam kind where you get sweat stains all over your shirt (ie my kind most of the time. Singapore, hello) and the kind where the sweat- no its not dripping off you, its a "sexy sheen"

staring at my sweaty arm today after i ran up late for class, didnt feel sheeny. or sexy.

well i hope you had a good day anyway see you around

bananas

2009-04-20T21:09:00.007+08:00

Hi um well, I don't know. I saw My Own Private Idaho over the weekend. I want to go rent it and watch it again. Esp the beginning. "Like a face, like a fucked up face."

So this morning when i was on my way to the car to school with my mom I closed my hand into a cylinder-looking thing and placed it over my eye the way Mike did and yeah. Trees for eyes, a road for a mouth with some HDB blocks for hair in between.

Its weird knowing that its going to be 20years old in two years. Twenty years.

is a very long time.

By the way. there's something around here that smells like burnt hair. It probably is.

Hey hey hey

2009-04-11T20:59:00.005+08:00

You know what? I came online tonight for one really simple reason, (to post here) but for some reason I only started doing so an hour later. An hour, an hour, an hour. I was reading through people's twitter feeds and blogs and well whatever. Its hard to try and convince people that you're interesting when you don't think so yourself.

What's with all these self made words of wisdom huh amanda? You think you're so smart eh?

Anyway while i was flipping through internet pages I spent a little time on meditation and self reflection- no i didnt but lets just pretend- and discovered that my blog is fantastically boring.

Actually I've known this ever since I put up the damn thing.

Before this moment of enlightenment I was going through a notebook (zomg) and laughing at stuff I wrote last december. Check it out.

"I don't know why I suddenly think like this. My youth is dying and I'm only fucking fifteen. Fifteen's too young. Let me be an idiot a few years longer!"

Hahahahahaahahahaa reading that you would think I'm turning into Amanda the Ugly Old Bitch Witch Hag or something. Hmm.

Then..

"There's this hum that permeatrates everything.. Its goes all the way through and when its there you dont notice it.. but suddenly the bus stops and the hum stops and it drains out of me at once. My bones feel like jelly and they stiffen a bit and I can't move, can't bring myself to do it. So I sit there with my legs strectched.."

(Edited for length and clarity cause I'm boring and I ramble.)

And a while after that there's this:

"My legs are under the blanket now, they only show up under the thick layers of cloth and bedsheet that's supposed to keep me warm while I close my eyes and plunge into deep sleep- like Michael Phelps plunging into a pool for his eight Olympic golds- only I don't think sleep will be as rewarding for me.."

I know from experience that long blog posts of text text and text are usually incredibly boring, but heyy. Just think, it could be the new trend!

Yeah right.

Happy saturday night

kids

2009-03-17T19:22:00.008+08:00

Darth Vader, a fictional character also known as Anakin Skywalker, has two fictional children.
He also has a fictional grandson, named Anakin after him.
Anakin Jr has a fictional brother.
His name is Jacen Solo.

Or rather, was Jacen Solo, since Jacen is dead.

I would pay money to read a book about Dead Jacen, floating around in the Force. He would probably meet his dead grandfather, Anakin, who would probably call him an idiot.

He would also meet his dead brother, also Anakin, who would also call him an idiot.

He would definitely meet his dead aunt, who would definitely call him an idiot.

You see, Jacen murdered his aunt.

However, I do not think that many people will share my interest in what happens to Dead Jacen. Most people did not like Jacen while he was alive. I do not think they will take much interest in him now that he is dead.

This post goes out to everyone who wants another Jacen book to be written by Matthew Stover. This post also goes out to all the people who do not know about Darth Vader's children. And his children's children.

This post also goes out to Joy and Sherilyn, who probably dont want to know anymore about Jacen either but wanted me to post so heyyyyyy here you go :D

Happy Tuesday!

2009

2009-02-23T17:42:00.001+08:00

Best Supporting Actor
Heath Ledger for The Dark Knight

(cough__)

2009-02-15T15:10:00.003+08:00

I've been running a long long long time. That is a metaphor because i don't actually run cause i'm very unfit.

Hello, my name is Amanda, do you know me? Hmm difficult question, that one. I'm Amanda and this is my blog, i've had it since I was X years old and it holds mountains of sentimental value. At the same time I want dearly to damn it to hell cos there is stuff, nothing major cos i'm not that interesting, that i never really want to see again.

I'm sure someone out there would probably want to but thats just that. This is my blog, although it is mine i do think that i should be talking about things more urgent and important than myself but um I dont really know what. this is tragedy, really. Always talking about nothing.

Do you want to know what I am doing now?

I am staring out of the window on my left as i type this, the sun is so bright today that it bleaches the colour out of everything else. Have you noticed that i am very often talking about the weather? it looks like i have a PG version of tom delonge syndrome.

oh, blink you are back. summer 2009, brand new too.

i hope you are having a good sunday afternoon, hopefully you are not sick and coughing like me, hopefully you are jogging in the sun, hopefully you are not fainting from the heat, hopefully you are alive happy safe and well, hopefully you are everything you want to be.

now that's hard