Saturday, January 30, 2010

Friday, January 29, 2010

Went for every interclass games this week for volleyball, soccer and captain's ball. My class claimed the 2nd place for soccer and 3rd place for captain's ball. And this week was really... Woah. Bizzare and unfortunate. Others might call it an ignition of an old, flickering flame combusting into fireworks again, I call it raging hormones gone wrong.

I lost my art sketch book yesterday. Found it hours later with the company of Syafiqah and Wedding in the room where we had the photoshoot for our ICs today. All the four art pieces I've countributed for hours this month were ruthlessly ripped off from the book. So much misfortunate befalling on me. And the same arrogant, bad ass malay sec one kids in school deliberately provoked me and hailed me as the tomboy who plays the drums again. But thanks for the recognition anyway.

Picture post this weekend. Not much but still! Middle finger promise.

24 days to my birthday. All I want is a little get-together with my family and friends. I wish my life was never intertwined with the people I love who always deem themselves as outcasts. Previous post was contradictory so shut the hell up.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Nothing much happened during the week except school, band and meeting Yunqian after not seeing her for weeks. I will always be a romantically handicapped, social outcast fag for life.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Yesterday, I had Fish Zinger and legendary cheese fries at JP's KFC and hung around outside Jurong Library with clique, Geraldyn, Joey and Bird. Meena flew right off from the hammock when we were swinging it and somersaulted 360° head first on the ground. It was the funniest yet most painful shit I've ever seen up-close in my life.

Today, I had Nasi Lemak and hung around with clique and Geraldyn at Van's house. All of them were only laughing at the explicit parts while watching Epic Movie so we ditched the movie halfway and chilled in Van's room instead till 7pm.

Miss Ek was wearing a blue plaid shirt tucked into a long denim high waist skirt from her waist down till her calves. And brown fuckin' loafers. She made us do a cloze passage during English on Westlife's You Raise Me Up lyrics. She was singing and incorporating her little dancing hand motions into the song infront of the class and I therefore proclaim that Miss Ek is the hippiest english teacher alive. Ever.

Nifty update huh?
I'll smell you guys later.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Videos of our performance during the CCA fair on Friday.





And photos from the CCA fair! Courtesy of Syafiqah and her DSLR.





























This post is pretty self-explanatory.

Except for the part where I was walking out of the school gate with Kenneth and Kaiwen. Some sec one malay guy called me a tomboy and cursed me in malay.

Thursday, January 14, 2010













Had a naise afternoon with Cassandra, Geraldyn, Huili and Veni today.
Wanted to have a little movie marathon (Epic movie and Lake house) at Van's place but her mum made her had an impromptu tuition at home.
In the end, we watched some programs on the telly and getting amused with Chai's little boobs enlargement exercise.

Anyway, I haven't been talking about school but school is great. Miss Ek is suggesting the whole show and tell session tomorrow. Whut?!


Miss Ek: "You can even bring props to class for show and tell. Just make sure there's isn't anything inapproriate or offensive."
Me: "Miss Ek!" *Points my ~glorious~ middle finger* "Is this offensive?"



Please do not go after me. Its not like you hadn't point a middle finger all your life.

And I heard of this myth, which is probably bogus but still can be proven, that the length of a guy's middle finger is equivalent to the size of his dick. Woah!!!!!! I choose you, my nicknamed Metapod, Penis! Use harden! LOL. You might not get it but only worthy Pokemon Masters are able to understand it. Like me.

I made a formspring account since some bands (ISS!) and youtubers are into the whole formspring shit. Ask me any questions at http://formspring.me/howieketchum and I'll answer them no matter what!

Monday, January 11, 2010

I'm going to Hong Kong with the rest of the band during the March holidays!! Topping it off with Paramore's concert and the Sec 3 camp at Jalan Bahtera. So stoked!!!!!!! Thank you LG for the enthusiasm because Life's Good.

Just one problem: $$$

Here's my very badly done and crudely cropped photo of me with an old photo of Bob and Frank. Frank's face unfortunately had to be substituted with my perpetual fat face.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

► Had school and band practice for the past few days.
► A big fight broke out between Sam and XM in the midst of band practice that left some of us in the band in total dismay.
► Was super stoked for Flag Day today but I had to ditch it for band.
► XM publicly and genuinely apologised infront of the band. Not. She has trust issues apparently.
► Lunch at 10am. Notice the small pun? 10am? Nyeh.
► Had rehearsals in the sports hall for an hour.
► Took the bus back home with Kenneth and Kaiwen. Kenneth's genius re-enactment of Ms Akari throughout the ride was funny.



Sorry for the very abbreviated post.
I feel like I got hypnotized by some wild Alakazam today.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

My 2010 in school started off well, fortunately. Never felt so bless in my life before enrolling in the same class with Huili, Cassandra and Meena. I think its a sign from someone godly that I've yet to decipher. Nyeh I'm just trying to be superstitious. And I'm annoyed by some people's persistent whining over twitter about school. Its only the 3rd day! Stop anticipating so much. You can read the rest of my yesterday from Cassandra's blog because I'm a beast.

Yesterday, the percussion section finally had our first ever exposure in school without the band. Right after all the nice compilation of songs played by the brass quintet, it was our turn to perform to our percussion ensemble piece, Oye Como Va. But the sec ones' faces were absolutely solemn throughout the whole performance. Chee bye.

As for today! I ate a chicken wing, char kway teow, black pepper chicken chop, fries, rice and at least two cans of aloe vera peach drink. Wait for it... Wait for it... For breakfast and lunch alone! Fucking glutton. I'm actually swearing upon myself to skip dinner and resisting not eating the pack of some BBQ Bonanza nachos situated nicely on the study table beside me. Now my papa is whipping up dinner. Fats are clogging up my brain! No!!!!!

Smelyalata alligators.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Saturday, January 2, 2010

2009 was a good year.

I'll list some eventful highlights of the year that some way or another have made a galactic amount of impact in 2009:

- Coming into 2/5, the acclaimed-to-be math class enrolling students who scored well for maths. I used to fail maths tragically in primary school so my parents were fucking proud of me until my math result for the end of year exams were crap. Expanded my social circle meeting new friends from the class especially my table mates, Grace, Shahirah, Gabrielle and Suhaili.

- Meeting Mister D. I hope you'd contact AIDS and die from an erectile dysfunction one day.

- Shuqun Symphonic Winds, now known as Shuqun Wind Orchestra, and attaining a silver for SYF. For the first time of my life, I think I wasn't trifling during the competition period. My parts were changed few weeks before the competition and I had to play seven instruments for Festal Scenes (xylophone, cymbals, sleigh bells, glockenspiel, chinese drums, toms toms and snare drum) and I felt like my body was tauted from one end to the other end of the hall. My late coming to band may be inevitable but I'm devoted to percussion wholeheartedly.

- Welcoming Danish, Kai Wen and Kenneth into the percussion section and making us progress and evolve like Pokemon as a whole section despite Sam calling us losers in front of the whole band.

- Parents winning a disclosed amount of money from 4D because of their incredible stroke of luck which bought me this little baby I'm using, my awesome Acer Aspire One notebook! But alas! We spent them all and I have nothing left but lint in my wallet.

- Picking up guitar, discovering new bands, rediscovering old bands and getting inspired all over again. Music never gets old.

Voila!

As we enter a whole new decade of 2010, approaching nearer the hype built around 2012, which is a high possibility that the apocalypse won't happen, lets all go into a euphoric fit and throw away all your old books and notes because school is starting in... Two. Fucking. Days! So stoked!!!!!

And since everyone is publishing up their New Year resolutions onto their blogs, I'll do it too just to make myself sound hip, starting my year off with five resolutions!

1. Be a better person intellectually, physically, mentally, musically and aesthetically.

2. Get. Good. Grades. Easier done than said. LOL.

3. Honing my skills musically. I've tweeted this before and I'll paste it down here: In 2010, I'll be the best female drummer in the world. Ego boost +53.9%!! Fuck yeah!!!!!

4. Be more thrifty and get a part time job.

5. Look better. I'll stop cultivating my hair, get a new hip hairstyle, lose at least ten kilograms, go thrift shopping to find better fitting clothes and occasionally, just occasionally, splurge.

Anyway. Since 2010, and in fact, every single year, it calls for a new change. I'll prove the change and revamp the whole blog. Just realised how tired I am of highlighting and skimming through the whole chunk of words whenever the starry, cosmic background of my template fuse together with the contents on my blog and camouflage altogether.

I'll just end off this post with photos of the people who summed up my life on 2009:



My bestest, bestest best friends in the whole of the universe, Vivian Yuen Xiao Tong and Lim Yun Qian!



Clique - Huili, Cassandra, Meena, Veni!



The percussion section - Danish, Reshi, Kai Wen, Kenneth, Syafiqah and me!



Faizah, Sharifah Honeystar, Shahirah, Suhaili, Shazlin, Gabrielle the sore loser, Abegail, Grace BP and some faggot in front. I miss those girls so much.



Of course, the man who inspired me to play the drums - Robert Nathaniel Corey Bryar, otherwise known as Bob Bryar. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have spend all my pocket money on the Drumania at the arcade years ago trying to be like him. Happy belated birthday Bob.

And last but not least, as cliche as the previous sentence sounds, my family! I don't have a decent or a proper family potrait but I'll snap one soon!





So happy new year everyone!
Because I'm a beast!!!!!!!!!!