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Wednesday, May 30, 2007


-comparison-
















Same person? Indeed /:

One with a crazed insane look in his black goth-panda eyes, the other who looks like another random person who has a broken cupid-arrow in his heart. The same person with the most lithe, multifarious face I know. Marvel the vast difference.

(No, despite apparent evidence to the contrary, I am not obsessed with the lead singer of mcr)


But, still the number one serendipity in my heart
(see if you can guess where this scene comes from):




















-♬-


Despite waking up so early, I actually enjoyed the morning. And why not? The same old debate spark is tugging at my heartstrings again, only this time it's a smaller group and it's a podcasting competition. The same free meals, the same people (the girls anyway), the same laughter.




When passion's a prison you can't break free

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| so spoken! @ 9:44 PM|

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Tuesday, May 29, 2007


-whee.-


You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament

Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.
You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.
You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected.

It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.
You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.
While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.

At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.
You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.
You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.
What Temperment Are You?



| so spoken! @ 5:29 PM|

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-RANdom.-



Teenagers scare the living shit out of me

So darken your clothes and strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone (:

-Teenagers, MCR



You know, the lead singer of MCR actually looks like a normal, random, everyday human being without his makeup on.

.. He should always have his makeup on.


-♬-



So much for a new post everyday.

If my movie wasn't taking so long to buffer, if I wasn't hearing the insane, screeching rambling they call singing of the all-famous High School Musical blaring out of the speakers in the living room [/insert sarcasm: oh JOY], if I wasn't so stomachwall-gnawingly hungry, if I hadn't been sitting here in front of the computer the whole day and growing roots, I wouldn't be blogging anyway(:

It's funny how much inspiration one can gain from a disney creation meant to entertain the general public, but in which (you might have already guessed) I sorely cannot stand.


-♬-



Podcast workshop tomorrow at Maris Stella High. Supposedly at the end of the workshop we're supposed to make a podcast. Something to do with multi-racial-ness. Or something to that effect anyway. Memory taking a bad turn. Again.

We have to be there by (gasp!) 10:30am. In other words, I have to be awake by 8:30. Who wakes up at 8:30 on a holiday?! Who even tries to wake up at that time?!

Correction: It is as good as criminal, as inhuman as burning people at the stake, as disgusting as eating an apple and finding half a worm left in it, as insane as downing acid, to wake up at 8:30(am!) on a holiday, much as I am looking forward to the event itself. Period.


-♬-



Goes off to pout like a spoilt 4-year-old who got sent to bed without TV.


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| so spoken! @ 5:04 PM|

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Wednesday, May 23, 2007


-JACKS!-














((((:

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| so spoken! @ 1:12 PM|

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Things to do when you are bored in school:

- Sleep
- Watch a movie under the table
- Look at gay people outside the window
- Doodle on (someone else's) table with a 6B pencil
- Irritate everyone else by making high pitched chirping noises and growling


I am (place major emphasis) not going to school to face the same incessent boredom again. I might just die.

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Things to do after school:

- Hang around causeway point and wave to all your ex-schoolmates
- Skipppp off to Yishun and watch the people who just got dismissed. Pretend to feel for them.
- Run off to Orchard Road and hang around there until it's late
- Go online. Need I say more?

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| so spoken! @ 12:42 PM|

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Saturday, May 19, 2007


-Zilch!-



















If sleeping 13 hours and waking up at noon is the only thing I have to do in order to feel bernice (and i haven't felt myself in a long, long time) all day, then sleeping 13 hours and waking up at noon I shall.

I never realised how much I like being me.

And thus I realise I cannot wait for the holidays, when I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. And nobody can get me to wake up at 6am or make me sleep at 10 unless I want to (which is pretty much impossible, but still), because there's no school, no commitments, no ccas, no nothing. -drifts off into bernicedreamland-

Galare raised their icecream price by 30cents. I feel my delicate world of icecreams crashing around me. 30cents. 30bloodyfreakingcents! That means for every 5 cups of cookies and cream I buy, I lose $1.50 more than I usually would. $1.50.


Now die.

(:








If I go crazy then will you still call me superman
If I'm alive and well will you be there holding my hand



| so spoken! @ 8:50 PM|

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Thursday, May 17, 2007


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Life is like an hourglass. When it tilts and you're falling, all you have to do is wait until you fall on the soft sand on the other side. You're safe for a minute of two, but you think it's gonna last you forever. And then the hourglass turns and you find yourself falling through the air again, not knowing how long it is to the other end. Repeat.

My life goes in a freaking cycle.






My pillow sings me to sleep.

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| so spoken! @ 3:04 PM|

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Wednesday, May 16, 2007


-Read My Mind.-


And yes, ladies and gentlemen, the exams are over, blogger is (finally) working properly on my browser, and I am back in one piece, albeit buffeted and traumatised by the daily insane going-ons in my stagnant life.


What if you don't know
where you're going
Or if at the end
there's even an opening

What if you're so sure in your steps
Yet in reality are really falling

What if you try so hard
to get there
Yet it just keeps getting harder
till the end

What if you get through your life
And find nothing down the road

What then?

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Sheesh. I am going to fail everything. Everything.

I'm looking forward to the holidays. Imagine the 4am nights, the 1pm mornings, the lack of buttons-on-uniforms, the movies, the shopping. Imagine the lack of homework, the one glorious month free of the chains that school calls 'attendance'. Imagine the sunshine, the rain, the clouds.

Okay. I'm getting obscene. But you get the idea.

From now on, I shall make it my personal obligation to find (or, if my mind does not provide, create) something retarded to blog about on a (almost) daily basis. That should keep my mind alive while I go about the earth in my ripple-slippers and sloppy clothing.



Taking on the world by storm

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| so spoken! @ 10:02 PM|

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