MEH!

i think it's time to admit this.

i'm a computer addict. and i am proud of it.

..not really.

i got back the camera a week ago. now i'm too lazy to do anything.

i should be studying but the moment i stare at the textbook, i groan in horror. procrastination, is never a good thing. neverrrrrr.

unless you procrastinate to do something bad.

like stealing or mugging some old ah-ma.

i just contradicted myself again. for the 354426 time. geez.

amazingly, i am amazingly calm even though mid-year is an amazing one more week to amazingly go!

i am so amazingly going to fail! :D -sarcasm-

it's not like i don't care but i really just am overwhelmed with calmness that the "omygoshimsogonnafailmathsandphysicssobadthattreescouldweep" feeling hasn't attacked. yet. don't try to read that sentence, it's not worth it.

i brought my tumblr to life again today.

click!

ah-ju-ma

I FEEL LIKE AN OLD LADY TODAY.

Why? I'm aching all over and being like a Singaporean, I'm complaining like any typical one and it really hurts like crazy. I blame the NAPFA test and my constant lack of exercise, though I'm always in denial, telling myself that I'm perfectly fit. Yeah, right.

So, while I'm screaming in agony in my head, my phone's back! It's a temporary number, that is. I feel strange when I text now, I'm just not used to it.

I STILL FEEL LIKE AN OLD LADY.

That is all. (rant post belowwww)

bedbug slayerrrr

I wasn't planning to write anything tonight.

Then again, I was thinking to myself while I was mindlessly slaying dozens and dozens of bed bugs who decided to make my mattress their home. Which I was screaming while splashing cups and cups of hot water all over the mattress watching those crap-coloured bugs squirm for their lives.

I swear, those friggin' insects are the reasons why I have a really distinct hate for bed bugs. And get this really annoyed killer persona of me to come out and slay bugs. I could be Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Except I'm Joelyn the Bed Bug Slayer. D:

So while Buffy does her awesome killing skillzx and falls in love with a vampire (which I think she does, not sure, don't remember, I watched Buffy when I was like nine or ten? hmmm.) I, uhh, scream, use my fingers to kill those damn insects, take water, cuss and sometimes, I don't feel any sorrow because I really hated them. Sometimes I really think they're the reason why I'm skinny BECAUSE THEY KEEP SUCKING MY BLOOD OUT. Technically, they're vampires. Just really tiny, brown, ugly and reproduce faster like rabbits. -___-

Now I'm kinda feeling bad about it though I really had no choice. And bed bugs, they don't care if you're skinny or you had a shit week because they don't care! It's ironic because when you kill those bed bugs, all that blood that come out of them is mine and it feels really..gross. Ack.

You know what's terrible? If I left any of those bed bugs alive while soaking my entire mattress with water (by accident), it'll always come back and torture me. Bed bugs are like, despo single people who just want children to continue their family line.

bed bug#1: omggomgomgomg joelyn the bed bug slayer just slayed my 243242 brothers and sisters families omgomgomg I DON'T KNOW YOU AT ALL BECAUSE I JUST MET YOU BUT come let's mate and attack herrr :DDDDDDDDDD

bed bug#2: OKAY. :D

Sorry ah, It's 2:10am, I can't sleep, I'm confused, I'm freaked out. ;__;

crescendo descendo

sometimes when you miss something you wanted so much because of certain circumstances and unluckiness and end up spending your night alone while everyone you know is at raffles jubliee hall, it can either be a really good, bad or neutral night.

so, i think in my previous posts, i wrote how much i wanted to go to crescendo. like some psychopath. and today i spent my day in school hoping a ticket would fly out of the sky and into my hands and i would jump for joy. or some random student would feel so generous and give me their ticket. yeah, right. it didn't happen. so i ended up moping at home thinking how i was gonna waste my time on such a friday and i ended up sleeping on it. hm. then my mum didn't know i was home and didn't buy me dinner and i'm sick of eating tv dinners because i hate microwaving salmon and rice which is really weird. yeah.

then my sister came home with her crazy eye makeup her friend inspired her to wear. and she looks scary because of her spectacles and i really want to be frank about it and scream,"DANGIT YOU LOOK LIKE MEDUSA WHO WANTED TO BE TEACHER AND SCARE EVERYONE WITH YOUR EYES EXCEPT THEY DON'T TURN INTO STONE!" but of course i don't really say that and i don't even end up saying anything. she was being really bitchy lately so it's like a dry season in my family. no one really talks, it's just like "mmh, ya, ya." and then she thought i was being really emo because she didn't let me go online. uhh, no, i wasn't, it was because i couldn't go to crescendo. which is also rather stupid, i realised. oh well.

i ended up making an outfit for tomorrow. i think it'll look nice. hmmm.

i miss taking pictures but my sister loaned the camera out to a friend and who knows when the camera will return. maybe yixin was right, when the week is for lower secondary assembly, the week sucks. this week been terrible. : \

is it possible that personality traits are herditary? if mood swings are then what about that? i wish i knew why the heck we have so many problems and i hate that it's linked to money. okay.

oh yes, i just finished washing my clothes and usually people throw the water in the pail onto the floor or into the toilet bowl right? i'm left with one sock. i think i accidentally flushed the second sock down the toilet. crap. my mum wanted to kill me, ahha. now you can laugh at me. :w

there goes two bucks. i__i

(and i really did write this on friday but i posted it on saturday hahaha what)

i'm hiding from you.

words later, yes?

ahh crap shit
note to self, never to write for leisure ever agaaain.

monday tuesday bleus

yeah, i spelt that wrongly for fun.
i think my life just got from level one of shit to level two of shit. for some reason, this morning, i really felt there wasn't any more hope. finances' shit, studies' shit, social life's shit, everything's shit. maybe i'm just being pessimistic. yep, i'm being pessimistic. it's driving me nuts that my sister keeps coming home late and i can't use the internet ESPECIALLY WHEN I NEED TO DO IT FOR E-LEARNING AND I'M GOING TO FAIL BECAUSE OF THAT WOMAN WHO IGNORES HER BLOODY PHONE CALLS. see, i'm really fed up about that.

well, i went out on monday. no photos, dslr got loaned out to sister's friend. -is literally screaming in her head- i brought along my diana though and carrie bought a hat. so while we were outside a starbucks in orchard and she was sitting down trying to get rid of the tag, i took a random shot of her with the diana. then a woman went,"hey, hey you, how old are you? thirteen?"and she told me i had a nice outfit and she wondered whether the diana was fake or real. i felt really awesome. hahaha.

well, yeah. i wished i had that replacement phone in The Replacements. wouldn't it be cool?
"Hello Fleemco, can you please replace my maths teacher who can actually teach?"
"Hello Fleemco, can you please replace my chinese teacher?"
"Hello Fleemco, can you replace all the guys in Singapore with cuter guys?"

i was kidding about that last one. boooo, i can't go to crescendo. meh.
i had an outfit for it planned! oh well, looks like i'm gonna wear it randomly one day when i get back out to orchard. i fell in love with a zara sweater.

(insert photo of zara sweater)

i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
i really need to get up and do the things that are screwing up, i need to study, i need to talk to someone, i need to talk to diana. i miss texting her and laughing so randomly sometimes when i read those texts.

song of the day for now, warning sign by coldplay.
it's not bad if you need a nice slow song to relax. (uhh, if someone would actually go and listen to the song, kudos to you.)

sunday screamings

i just finished washing my uniform. at 10:50pm. on a sunday night.
where school begins like, nine hours from now. then this question may pop up in your mind,"what the eff, are you mad, they won't dry in time! then somemore, why wash so late ah?!" firstly, if you don't know me, i'm really lazy. not really lazy, extremely lazy and i'm stubborn. usually. so um, i ignore my mum's nagging a lot. so when she nags on friday and saturday about my uniform, i'll just mutter,"ya la, ya la, i know la, i'll do it la." which really just translates to "uh, whatever you just said it'll be recorded into this space in the back of my head till someone reminds me or till i remember it on the day before school and then i'll do it."

and tonight've been a really awfully quiet night, which is weird. haha. maybe i just haven't been noticing it a lot. so lately, i've been confused, upset, weirded out, gotten more confused, enlightened and really just plainly, i've been confused to the extent that my blog title got renamed. -pokes the top of my blog-
so while i'm singing to sunday morning while its ironically a sunday night, i'll tell you what happened in the toilet while i was washing the clothes. i started talking to myself. it was a really nice commentary about boys and confusion and how short i was and technically i was literally screaming out my frustrations about how stupidly i left my school shoes to collect dirt for the past two months and that the dirt wouldn't get off. that commentary was awesome, too bad no one heard it, only the probable neighbours in the toilet, doing God knows what.

sigh. so i was dancing on the slippery toilet floor, making fun out of the constant skidding that i told myself out loud,"Hah, later I'll fall down." i didn't actually believe i would. but then it actually did. i was singing placebo's what it's worth and i was about to step out of the toilet when one little slip caused me to bang against the door from my back and i somehow magically turned and fell into the pail. full of soapy water. i screamed. for the fifth time. or the sixth, seventh, not sure, i don't do math when i'm random. and my foot hurts.

i got a blue black, my shorts got wet and i am delusional.

that fall was of epic failure. if it was videotaped, i think it'll be really funny to watch. now i'm just watching my uniform dry via evaporation.

stare what stare what

I HAVE TENDENCIES TO REMOVE THINGS.

hmm. there was speech day yesterday, i went okay. besides the fact that the guy who shook my hand and gave me the award was so cold and mean and i got a bit annoyed.
man: good morning.
me: hai. :D
man: -_-
then, suddenly, he said to the guy behind me,"YOU'RE NOT SMILING!"

and i was like. woah, okay, maybe you got off the bed at the wrong side yesterday morning but geez! i really expected a : ) and a congratulations not a dull dull dull..reaction. meh, but we can't expect everything right?

woo, lame rant!

friday fences.

FRIDAY FENCES

hola hola.

i had an awesome friday! sometimes, these are the kind of days that i wish i could relive again when i want to. and if i could relive that day again, i wanna drag along my camera because it would be a photo album of that entire day.

i don't think you really want to know all the details. (unless you think i am stalker-friendly but thus i am not. HAH THAT WAS LAME TO SAY) i think i can say it all started during physics, when mr chung thought yixin raised her hand to call him but instead he was merely witness to her whacking me.

which she then took the advantage of whacking me. thrice. D:

she whacks damn hard okay. :c

we had friday assembly about fencing.

which i had to think fencing = fence.

I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M SO LAME. (cool fence though)

then, i hung out at yixin's place with some girlssss and we ate pizza and played the wii and talked crap and laughed and it was fun. then i realised i swear a lot when it comes to driving cars in the wii. okay, i think i get why guys love driving games so much. (blah blah blah there goes my inner nerd) I LEARNT HOW TO DRIFT. YEAH. how happy was i yo.

then i fled the area when my hair decided to screw up. okay, not really, when we all left, my hair just screwed up. okay, my hair screws up every single minute. hmm. i had dinner with my church buddies and it was awesome! though i'm very broke now.

again. diana/carrie please hack me later.

I FINALLY GOT TO MEET DIANA AND CELEBRATE HER BIRTHDAY. YEAH.

AND I FELT SO REMINISCENT. YEAH. maisarah and danial were thereee. the details would bore you to death and there were some screaming, laughing and secrets and funny points but i'm talking crap right now because i'm highhh. oh, there was this moment when i forgot danial took my phone and i freaked out because i thought i left it at mcdonalds. -_-

okay, we began at mcdonalds and seriously, diana and danial could be siblings and i would totally believe it. and we walked and walked and walked. i make no sense. because, i really don't wanna explain my day, i'm suckishly boring at doing so.

you should ask me personally. :D

oh blah blah blaash. i just rambled agaaain. i will regret this tomorrow when i reread this.

MAKE UP YOUR MIND

this predicament cannot get any worser.

it did. it really did.

i'm completely uncontactable! really! unless i'm online.

don't try to call me, don't try to text me. you'll get that computerised voice going.

"You have reached the number of (number here or i think it's this gay recording of me screaming banana), please leave a message after the tone. BEEP" my poor phone, it's been two weeks!

i'm like, staring at my phone, hoping it'll vibrate with a message but then i realised it's dead. DEAD! i hate dead phone lines.

maybe it was because a middle aged woman screamed at this teenage boy on his bike, who sped past her and accidentally whacked her arm and she screamed,"BASTARD!" at him that shook me a bit. maybe it's because i'm really tired and situations and people aren't my cup of tea for now.

I KNOW HOW TO DO MY POA HOMEWORK. YEAH.

"All the sheep in the room, say meh." "MEHHHH!"

rah rah rah. sports' day photos!

stupidly, i put all the good photos into another folder then transferred it into my thumbdrive which is currently with a friend. so, here are the photos that didn't make my cut but i think are decently okay. haha! i sound like a prick! :D

yeah! most of the photos are taken by me, the photos with my face in it is by karissa. ^^

morning lightstream.

























i thought this was funny.

sorry la, i'm vain. ; __ ; (about the edited feel of this particular photo)

♠. joelyn says:

*my internet has pms.

*one hour, good internet

*next hour slow like shit

nmh says:

*LOL

♠. joelyn says:

*daaamn.