I’m depressed, I think, if you define depressed as something more like taciturn and un-motivated. In short I’m stoned.

Failed trigo and binomials, as expected. At this rate this’ll probably be the only reason why I’m aspiring to be an author.

I downloaded a lotta new songs :/

I’m bored. And no one ever comes to visit.

I’m this close to feeling awesomely sorry for myself.

I’m still planning to leave. RJC and Macdonalds have become part of my lifestyle now. I got a new phone and am still going for Grade 8 ballet because I can’t do single/double/triple pirouettes in Advanced and probably never will.

Well, if anyone wanted an update of my life, it’s over.

Went out with Natasha ytd. We had a talk the day before, and things worked out.

Whatever.

Where do I start hm.

Okay, ONE Camp was AWESOME. Haha I can still remember the rap, though I shall not write it out cause of the time constraint. Just as an overview, I met a lot of new friends there! And reconnected with the old ones. Thanks to my tribe ARMS and my group TRICEP for all the fun and crazy stuff we did, like Spider Marshmellows. And thanks to Samuel, Hannah, Grace, Leanne, Chonghao and Sam Goh for everything you guys have done for me, reaching out and all that.

For any photos, go to Facebook for ‘em la. Under ONE Camp Part 1 to Part 408920950947.

Meow.

Maybe something more relevant would be nice.

School’s started, as you all well know. I have Mr Yeo for Math, and so far Binomial’s going good. And Clara Chow seems promising, she’s made the class laugh 923149837498234 times now. Grace Ong’s still as awesome as ever, she’s already started class on the periodic table when all the other teachers haven’t. I can’t say I think much of our Bio teacher, impressions will have to wait.

EDS is starting next week! Monday, Wed and Fri. I miss Mr Ken and all the practices, and with Kaleidoscope practices will be coming left right center. I know I sound masochistic, but hey, it’s my last year. Auditions will probably be next week or in two weeks’ time.

Speaking of Mr Ken, Raey, Jevieney, Pris, Marcus, Chingying, Ziying and I stayed back to practice for CCA exhibition on Tues. What a laugh! We spent the entire practice discussing sex with Mr Ken (and scaring him so much he’s to send us for counselling too) really, what a laugh. For example:

All: Mr Ken, write a play about 2012! It’s a really hot topic these days.

Priss: But I’ll never get to drive a car and have sex!

Mr Ken: Priscilla, is that all you’re programmed to talk about?

Well, yep. HNY resolutions:

Get published.

Get a 3.8 GPA this year, because with CCA it’ll turn 4.0 and I’ll get that female Papillon/King Charles Spaniel/ Jack Russell Terrier/ Beagle named Cookie Kang and I always wanted.

Do not lose your temper at all this year.

Speak softly and kindly like Christ.

Get my center split down.

Do not let my eyesight deteriorate.

Leave Dunman.

Mmhmm. And yes, deprive myself of a life. It sounds cruel, but I think sacrificing socialities is worth it for this year, at least. I need to WORK. WORK WORK WORK HARDDD, if I want a future, if I want to belong somewhere, truly. It’s not going to be a piece of cake.

I know my posts are scant and all, believe me, I’ll flesh them out once I settle into my routine.

My love,

I don’t know how I’m going to weather it. I don’t know how I’m going to weather the rest of my life.

It’s Christmas.

I was pulling an all-nighter for homework on Christmas.

Something drastic has happened to the Sierra of 2009, and she’s not sure she’s liking it much.

Right, I know I am a total no-lifer, please don’t rub it in. My eyes are aching so badly for sleep.

I just wanted this post to remind me that I did finish Polynomials, bless my soul, and to remind me that I did stay up for Math and that this was not a dream. I am going to conk out in… say, right about–

This is hereby a one-man convo.

Yes, we actually pulled off a Christmas barbecue today! I’m so proud of my family. Right now I’m exhausted, and I guess this’ll have to do for a post.

It wa a last minute decision, but I’m glad we had it. Aunt, Cuz and I went down to Jusco to get prawns, chicken wings, sparkling juice etc. The sparkling juice was delish. Uncle and the boys went to fetch the dog, or ‘chou gou’. Then Uncle went off for a talk while Aunt stayed to help us kids with the barbie.

Can’t really remember much (must be the sparkling juice.) but here’s some memorable moments:

We were all really REALLY cooperative. Seriously. This should go down in Guinness as the longest amount of sibling time spent together sans conflict.

We drank bright electric blue sparkling juice that said ‘Peach Flavored’ and actually tasted nice, though I’m not sure how much like peach, exactly.

There was not a single, busted chicken wing that had to go to the dog. All of them weren’t at all overroasted.

We kids all decided to do this every year, and we were thinking up crazy scenarios – think in ten years’ time? We were thinking we needed to bring our boyfriends/spouses. I’ll be 25, Qiao’ll be 24, Xi’ll be 22 and Kang’ll be 21. He’s too young to have a spouse.

We had a HUGE toast in the middle of the garden (did I mention my hard work paid off, it’s looking a marvelous shade of green.) at say 11pm? Qiao was too shy to join us, so I yelled my head off with the boys.

Yeah, that’s about it. I did try to persuade Aunt to take some pictures, but all our hands were full just managing the barbie. No picture post, I guess.

OH, I know this is random, but at the Hotel Puri we were at in Melaka, I saw Edmund Chen. Okay, I’m not the gossip type. That’s all I wanted to say. I don’t even like him anw. Okay, Wenxin, shuttup.

Hm. Did I mention, Hotel Puri has this hall called ‘Swallow Hall’? Yanzi Ting. There’s like dozens of swallows nesting there of their own accord in the ceilings, above the pictures they hang on the walls, and stuff like that. That building’s blessed.

I will get Carpal’s Tunnel if this goes on.

Turns out James Cameron’s as skilled as his reputation says. The plot was nice, complete (unlike Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which I loathed, I’m sorry.) Man, I wish I could have an avatar. I’d finally be seven feet tall.

My cousin, grandma and I are waiting in the hotel room now, to leave and GO HOME to JB. I want home. I want home. Planning to shop for a nice silver cross for myself for Christmas.

The ONE Camp packing list is out! Can’t believe 2009′s going to just zip by like that. Camp’s in say five days D: I’m really nervous about it, even with Single Ladies blasting in my ears at the mo.

And yes, I have not finished homework. My mother will skin me when I get back.

Let me do the impossible – finish Chinese jianbaos and zuowens in camp? Okay, maybe not. But I’ll honestly HAVE to finish Expo Essay, uh, Math Quadratic Functions and Polynomials, which I FIRMLY believe I can complete. (My ego is fanning itself.) Oh, and Chem 2006 paper, if I can convince myself I still love Chem, and can still remember Stoichio.

SIGNING OUT. OVER.

I NEED HELP.

SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEEE -echoes off into nothingness-

My post is not appearing! and if I don’t publish this post right it’s not gonna appear either and my call for help will go unnoticed, as usual.

Here I am, in a gorgeous little hotel in Peranakan Melaka, and I mean Peranakan. If Melaka had a downtown, this’d be it. It’s beautiful, here.
What a waste of a holiday.

I’d say I was actually halfway near done with homework if I could just prove I would complete the other half before going back to Sing. Darn.

Not much of a first post. Hypothetically, my first post was supposed to be on the first day of the holidays, yknow, to chronicle the passing of swift, swift time and all that romantic pishposh. Well, what was I thinking.

‘It will be romantic?’

To liven things up, we’ll be heading back to my uncle’s house in Johor. Christmas barbecue! I bet their new lawn’s looking just splendid (it’d better be, after all the stinking sweat I put into watering all-gazillion-acres-just-kidding of it) and when the trees grow bigandstrongandtall enough, we can hang HAMMOCKS from them -huge eyes- COOOOL.

This year has been such a waste too. I learnt alot of stuff, yeah, and I’m a whole lot grateful for that. But what’ve I got to show for it?