Saturday, July 23, 2011

Quiz...?

Look at your Facebook Wall and then write the names of the last fifteen people who have written on your wall. If they’ve posted more than once, only use their name once and skip to the next person. 


**Ok, for this I'm just gonna insert random names since my facebook is flooded my game requests**


1. Jade
2. Donkey
3. Niharch
4. Amrah
5. Aster
6. Alibaba
7. Squeak
8. Ah Qi
9. Ger
10. Ongong


Then answer these questions about your facebook friends: 


Q: What’s the best memory you have of 9?
     Sharing each other's secrets! :D


Q: When’s the next time you’re gonna see 4? 
     Monday.


Q: Is number 8 pretty? 
     Yup.


Q: What was your first impression of number 10?
     Quiet, modest, polite.


Q: Honestly, do you like 1?
     NO WAY. Jk. ;D


Q: Have you ever had a crush on 5?
     AHAHA no way Jade will be jealous.


Q: Is 3 funny?
     She's so lame that she became funny.


Q: What do you like most about 2?
     ..... Very good question. Err. Open wallet! :D


Q: What is the worst trait about 7?
     Too straight-forward.


Q: Do you think 6 is popular?
     Ahaha normal normal.


** All names are nicknames**

Quizzy (A-Z)

This one's to lightening up the mood of the blog.


Availability: Single, but not available. :P
Birthday:  18 April 1995... A very, very important day!
Crushing on:   None. :)
Drinking:   Not at the moment...
Eating:   Thinking of it.
Fights mostly with:  I don't fight. I nag.
Given up on:    My brother.
Hates:   MONKEYS.
In love with:   MUSIC <3
Justifies:   WW2.
Knowing ur the best:   I'm good in some, best at none.
Love:    Animals, colours, music, food, sleep, lazying around.
Making out:   Nope.
Nosey people:   I know a few. Annoying.
Obvious qns people ask me:   What's the period after this/ what day is it?
People i like:   My friends.
Quest in life:    To do something worthwhile.
Reads books that:    Have romance, adventure, fantasy etc.
Studies:    Pure sciences (Physics, Chem, Bio), History, Social Studies, Maths, A Maths, Higher Chinese, English
Thinks of:    The value of life.
Urgently:    Needs to go pee.
Very:    Tired.
Wishes:     To beat my family into their senses.
X-rays done:   A LOT.
Y people might not like me:    Ask them.
Z:     Zebra...?

Continuation of 'Caning?'

You know what? I take back my guilt from yesterday.
Even though my brother was badly caned, he did not change. Not at all.
In fact, his attitude was even worse.

The conclusion of yesterday's issue:
My Dad grew soft, caned only so much, and is now trying to make it up to my bro by giving him more computer time.
While my bro learned one thing: screaming is useful.

MAYBE HE SHOULD BLEED!!
Isn't that how the parents in the olden days work?
My teacher (from China) told us that his father tied him to a tree and caned like that sometimes.
It's cruel, but the crucial thing is that IT WORKS.
Ugh.

I'm actually thinking of sending my bro to the Boy's Home, since shrinks will be too soft on him to do any good.
Even both my parents agree that he is mentally ill.

My family is breaking down, and I'm putting 70% of the blame on my bro's head.
Because of him, my Mum is mentally unstable, and my Dad is emotionally unstable.
Because of those two, MY emotions are unstable.

If my parents were to divorce, I will support them. That is how bad the situation has been for a long time.
I've already told my Mum thrice already.

My Mum hurts the worse. To be blunt, she's stupid in love.
She loves my bro, so she won't use any extreme methods even though he hurt her time and time again.
She always forgives him within an hour.
I think that she still cares for my Dad... Well either that or she's afraid of him.
She won't stand up to him.

She favours my bro, even after all she's been through.
I stand up for her, she doesn't thank me but asks me to continue doing so.
I did a little thing wrong to make her mad, and she won't speak to me for the whole day.
She'll pretend that I'm not there, that my bro is her whole world.

He hurts her so badly that she'll smash things that hurt herself, and he doesn't even admit or know that he's wrong, but she forgives him.
Within an hour, those two will be laughing like they're best friends.
Then a few hours later, the yelling and smashing will continue.
BIASED MUCH???

Currently I am ignoring her as well. Don't know for how long though. TT_TT

Friday, July 22, 2011

Caning?

My Dad is current caning my bro outside in the living room.
My bro is hyperventilating and crying and screaming.
Should this be allowed?

I think he got caned at least 15 times?
And my Dad is merciless when it comes to my bro.
Ughh can feel my heart breaking but I'm forcing myself to listen and contemplate.

The thing is, Dad accused my bro of stealing something of his and then accusing Dad of stealing my bro's stick... No matter what it is. My Dad went ballistic and started caning my bro for 'being a thief' and 'not respecting him'.

Normally I would've supported my Dad, but this time i can bet there will be some kind of mark on my bro's hand.
Once he bled from the caning.
Is this allowed????

And now it seems like my Dad was wrong in his accusation of my bro being a thief and he's checking with my Mom... Unreasonable.

My Dad has lost his creditability. From me, at least. It's because of a series of events that happened, and now I don't trust my Dad to do what he is supposed to do without others telling him.
Like opening windows.
Or waking my up when I'm late especially since I specifically told him the exact time I had to be at school when he was going to drive me.

Hmm I think I'm understanding the story.
My Dad confiscated my bro's PSP, but he took it back without permission.
This is the accused case of 'theft'.
But yet I can't help but wonder if my bro is right too.
He said my Dad stole his 'stick' thing. No idea what that is.
My Dad is the kind that won't ever accept that he's in the wrong.
I have never ever heard him utter the word 'sorry' in my entire 16.5 years.
So my bro is turning out to be his miniature self.
I hope I don't ever have nieces or nephews or sister-in-law.
The family will suffer all because of him.
Believe me, I've been living in this family where there is no trust. Maybe that's just me, but even so, isn't that a problem?
My mother does 80% of what she says she will, my brother is a liar, and my Dad is untrustworthy.
At least I'm better than my Dad and bro.

God save my family.

My bro is still crying. It's been an hour. A cry without tears.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

All About Food

Well I have nothing better to do.. So here I am.

VEGGIES
Don't all young people love fried food? Well, I'm no exception.
Why do unhealthy food always tastes best huh?
It makes people neglect the healthy stuff. For instance, veggies.
My school has this stall that sells Western food.. Fried.
However, a rule was set that they HAVE to give veggie whether the students like it or not.
But after a few months the school gave up promoting healthy eating. Why?
Because most of the veggies were thrown away!!!!!!!!!!

A few of my closer classmates sometimes eat with me, and they are constantly complaining that they're fat.
Meanwhile, they were eating fried food and throwing away the veggies.
Are they fat? Uhh, DUH!
UGGGHHH I HATE people like that.
Don't want to be fat, go slim down. DON'T COMPLAIN ABOUT GROWING FAT WHEN IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT.

SOFT BONES
I've realised that nobody in Singapore eats soft bones, save me and my mother. And she isn't even born in Sg.
You know that white stuff at the end of a bone?
Yes, it is entirely edible and good for your teeth.
Doesn't anybody see the teeth problems that people are facing nowadays?
I doubt there are cheap dentists in the olden days, but yet the people could live just fine.
If all the dentists in the world suddenly disappeared, almost everyone will loose their teeth in 2 years, I can bet.
It's because of the chemicals in our food and toothbrush, and of course, softening teeth.
So, EAT THE SOFT BONES. They are super crunchy~

FRUITS
On to fruits. I'm taking apples as my subject.
I used to love apples. They are crunchy and juicy and scented.. Apple scent. Hmm... :)
Well, I gave up on apples this year.
The apples that we have no longer smell like genuine apples, and no longer taste like apples. So, they are no longer apples. They are apple impersonators.
The apple impersonators smell awful, like chemicals. They taste like oranges. Ugh.
I've checked many different batches from different countries, and most of them are like that.
So sad. The apple is almost extinct. D':

WASTAGE
One thing I really can't stand, is the wastage of food.
Take for example B, a classmate. Girl.
The background is that she really wants to join my clique, although we all don't like her.
I have no idea why she wants to. Maybe I'll dedicate a whole story to B next time.
She is the King of Wastage.
When she buys a meal, she'll finish off all the meat, some veggie (provided she even orders any), and eat only half the rice.
The other half is thrown away just like that, along with the leftover veggie.
WTH???
Dudes, people in JAPAN and AFRICA and VIETNAM and CAMBODIA and so on and so forth HAVE NO FOOD TO SURVIVE.
WHAT RIGHT DO WE HAVE TO THROW AWAY FOOD?
Don't order more than you can eat. If you do, stuff it all down your throat. No wastage, no matter what.
Bring it home, give it to others, I don't care, DON'T WASTE IT.
It's cruel and inhumane.
Heck, even giving it to stray dogs is better.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Rebellious.. Stage?

Hey I realise that I haven't posted in a long time.
Well nowadays I think of life values and such... Ever since last year, only I think it's getting worse haha. XD

So, the other day I got thinking of my behaviour during puberty (yes, random thoughts) and I was reflecting.
For everyone, the rebellious age happens at different times and is in different forms.
For me, it came as insecurity.

I was around 12 I think.
I hated my parents, hated my brother, hated school, distrusted friends etc.
Horrible emotional trauma.
I was constantly accusing my parents of favouring my brother, so I was.. Cruella Devil to him. Haha.
And I repeatedly doubted my two best friends of conspiring something against me... Of course, they never did that. Thank God for friends. <3

So, the relationships within my family was extremely bad, because me.. D':
My parents' mood got so bad; they yelled at everything and anything.
And me, I always thought that I was the victim.

Now that I think back, it all seemed so stupid. But I didn't realise it then, you know.
All stupid behaviours are like that. You don't realise that they're stupid while you're doing it.. Hurts the people around us. Sigh...

Well that is about all I have to say. To all the parents out there: your child doesn't know that they're wrong. Be understanding. Everyone has to go through that phase. ^^
I was so hurt when my parents yelled at me and often cried myself to sleep. Imagine that kind of stress on a 12-year-old. IT WAS AWFUL.
But yet, here I am.

Yes, I'm still going through puberty but at least that phase is over. :D

My phone's playing Get It Right, Glee. Awesome song.


What have I done 
Wish I could run 
Away from this ship 
Going under 
Just trying to help 
Hurt everyone else 
Now I feel the weight 
Of the world is 
On my shoulders 


What can you do 
When your good 
Isn't good enough 
And all that you touch 
Tumbles down 
Cause my best intentions 
Keep making a mess of things 
I just wanna fix it somehow 


No matter 
How many times will it take 
Oh how many times will it take 
For me to get it right 
To get it right 


Can I start again 
With my faith shaken 
Cause I can't go back 
And undo this 
I just have to stay 
And face my mistakes 
But if I get stronger and wiser 
I'll get through this 


What can you do 
When your good 
Isn't good enough 
And all that you touch 
Tumbles down 
Cause my best intentions 
Keep making a mess of things 
I just wanna fix it somehow 


No matter 
How many times will it take 
Oh how many times will it take 
For me to get it right 


So I throw up my fist 
Throw a punch in the air 
And accept the truth 
That sometimes life isn't fair 
Yeah I'll send out a wish 
Yeah I'll send up a prayer 
And finally 
Someone will see 
How much I care 


What can you do 
When your good 
Isn't good enough 
And all that you touch 
Tumbles down 
Oh my best intentions 
Keep making a mess of things 
Just wanna fix it somehow 


But how many times will it take 
Oh, how many times will it take 
To get it right, 
To get it right