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Thursday, June 26, 2008 2:35 AM

im a l-cube!!
xDDDDDDDDDD

no...
dun get me wrong.
im NOT mr lee liang lin...
im a luna-lovegood-lover :DDDDD
heeeeeeeeeees..

i just checked the gxy blog..
and realized wan ting made another
choon-loves-it comment:DD
haas...
l-cube...
(but im not adopting it though...
l-cube is used for mr lee..
im not related to him:))

i wanted to post like this earlier,
before i checked
the tagboard at gxy shoutouts(:
******

embarrassment haunts me..
ESP today
*winces at the unsightful memory*

the nearest embarrassing thing was
a telephone call.
from esther... 's MOM!!
ahhhhhhhh~

it happened like this...
i was setting up the laptop,
when somebody called.
naturally,
i picked up the phone.
but not before checking the screen,
mind you.
it saes 'ESTHER',
so i (having pian jian against this person)
said rudely without saying a hello.
"zhi lin xian zai zai tuition, bu zai jia. byebye~"
but before i hung up,
an unfamiliar voice said,
"dui bu qi, wo bu shi esther.
wo yao zhao ni de ma ma.
qing wen ta zai jia ma?"
GAWD~!!

i was so shocked!!
i hurriedly apologized...
dang it...
so pai seh *shudders*

the next pai seh thing was this morning,
arnd 6.55am,
at the bus-stop abt 200 steps from my house
(inclusive of the steps to my doorstep and to the lift)..
i rushed down,
cuz i knew i was late,
when i saw 62 coming and abt to go...
i ran to it..
the bus waited for abt 10seconds
*pai seh pai seh*
den i wanted to take my wallet out.
the good thing is...
I DIDNT BRING
THAT DAMN WALLET!!
i rummaged through my bag thoroughly.
nothing.
i had to *sheepish* tell the bus driver
i didnt bring my wallet.
ARGH~
im a retarded freak.
fine mayb im not.
tsk tsk..
im hopeless...

luckily,
the bus driver was kind and smiling.
if not i'll b thrown out of the bus...
and the mrt fare to seng kang was
EXTREMELY expensive..
kaes,
mayb not extremely,
but still..
$1 for one stop?!
ugh~
there's a hole in my pocket
and i cant see how to mend it..
(after all,
im never good with needles:))

its no surprise that i forgot
many many things today...
after all,
i suffer from STM, right?
-.=
i forgot to bring the stupid maths file,
in which we were supposed to 'bring or die'
lols,
mayb not die.
but we needa go home and get it.
i didnt though(:
its good news that mr ong
doesnt feel like marking blue files.
mayb he's too busy ticking the dates
off his red calendar.
wadever it is,
im thankful for it.

the thing is,
mr lee wanted my dad's hp number.
haish...
he wanted to call those student's parents up
to provide transport
for the kid to get the maths file.
i sorta panicked,
but when mr lee
(a different lee.
its mr lee ah ngee now)
asked for our father's hp no.
(i tink he wanted to avoid
talking to screechy mothers who overreact)
:DDDD
my father is more "soft" compared to my mom
in discipline..
a better word will be he's 'lax in this type of things.
so i gave it to him.

but i didnt my dad to get a shock,
so i smsed him using sze rui's phone in the toilet
during recess.
-.=
in the end i didnt need to.
like i said,
mr ong had better things to do then mark
boring math files on a thursday..
(marking his red calendar? :DD)

hahax.
in case you haven't noticed,
mr ong,
the principal of nan chiau high school,
LOVES red.
huh...

there's another thing i forgot to bring
(n i tink ms heng forgot all abt it?)
my music project!!
i spent like,
abt 8h
(stretched into arnd three days)
doing it.
and its late for 5,
now 6, days already...
im actually quite shocked
ms heng didnt murder me at sight:P
but ms heng is very nice,
so mayb she'll just tell me to bring tmr:DD
haas...

and ive got an obsession with luna lovegood
and evanna lynch these days:DDDDD
both are soo cute and pretty(:

but of course,
im not lesbo and im no guy.
lovegood-lynch ROCKS!!

and..
im SUPER-LOOKING FORWARD
to the acting rehearsal this sunday:DD
its gonna be fun in a
geeting-to-know-you session:DDDDDDD

hahax..
im gonna update my 'profile' thing after this post.
check it out, ya?
i'll just end here
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

-nargles infest mistletoe.
mayb they'll infest you too?
(im being sooooo evil) bootslander

http://www.evannalynch.net/
go see:DDDD

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Friday, June 13, 2008 2:11 AM

okayyy..
like my nick now,
bad is an understatement for today's performance.
i actually planned to put
'im the lousiest pianist ever' as the understatement,
but its too long.

yes,
as you can see,
im not in a good mood.

and yes,
even though im not in a good mood,
there's humour in my posts
because i dun wanna scare my readers away.
but its dark humour that's surrounding this post,
so if you are in a very good spirits right noe,
pls refrain from reading this entry.

i "greyed" my face after coming bac from
yong siew toh conservatory of music.
i washed my hairsprayed hair
and used the charcoal makeup remover to
remove my make up.
i didnt even want to document today's disaster
(my outfit reeks and reminds me of it)
but i did take 2 pictures though :P
hees..

anywae,
i did not come bac
straight from dat damned place behind UCC
inside NUS..
i came back from hougang mall,
where i dropped my 4th uncle at the pavement of the road.
lols, why, you may b wondering...
well,
he wants to buy presents for my cousins
who are going overseas today,
particularly one that is going to board the plane in an hour's time.
(wish my uncle luck in finding a quick present:))

before i
(we, in the case of including my father driving)
let my 4th uncle off at the traffic junction,
we were at goodness knows where.
its a plaza or shopping mall,
neither which i can see.

sheesh~
i keep getting out of point.
anywaes,
we (my dad, my 4th uncle, me)
were celebrating my failure as a music student
at pizza hut,
where my father kindly let me order anything i desire:DD
i think he can sense my great disappointment
(another understatement)
since he's my dad after all.
so he didnt really stop me from ordering expensive food.
he just asked me whether i can finish it:P
(well D-U-H,
of course i can,
since according to wan ting,
i hen nan yang de..
p.s- i actually thought that when i was gorging myself
with pizza and ice cream:P)

some info on what i ordered:
-a trio cheese personal pan pizza
-soup of the day (mushroom)
-garlic bread
-simple indulgence (chocolate flavour)

some info on what i ate and drank:
-a trio cheese personal pan pizza
-soup of the day (mushroom)
-garlic bread
-simple indulgence (chocolate flavour)
-abt 4 pieces of criss-cross fries
-ice lemon tea with sugar syrup

yesiree.
whoever wants to marry me will have to
consider my appetite,
esp since when im feeling very disppointed
(yet another understatement)
i gorge myself.

back to the subject.
after kindly letting me kill his wallet,
my dad brought me and my 4th uncle
on a tour of the mall/plaza.
(im thinking its located near/in bukit timah.
we passed by the nature reserve when we were
on the way bac)
its just a brief tour,
but my dad bought a soya sauce/wadever holder
and i bought 2 dolls:DD
one of which will b the mascot for bootsland:DD
and the other is for my sister
(its a wonder i actually thought of her..
it almost never happens.
and most of the time,
when i think of 'leck chi ling',
i suspect her of taking my stuff.
e.g-pens, markers, books, NEW MOON)
i'll post the pics sometime..
ive named the mascot 'lena',
and im considering whether to christen her
'lena ranielle daniels'.
why daniels, i dunno.
but ranielle,
well, i guess the mascot SHOULD b related to me.
just a thought.
and lena is wearing a green gown/(gypsy) dress:DDDD
i love it!!
especially her gypsy head thingie thing:DDDDD
i guess now everyone noes i love gypsies:DDDDDD

great, im now entirely in the jungles now.
where's the road?
oh yeah,
the brief tour.
i think i better comment on the performance itself now..

kayy,
see, i was waiting in this small holding room
beside the recital studio alone
(i was wondering whether i was claustrophobic at this point
to distract myself from panicking and going into hysteria.)
and then this friendly girl dats no. 92 came in.
and its time for me to get ready for the performance.
im no. 93, if you're wondering.
(i even tried to encourage myself
by saying since '1993' is the year im born in,
i'll "reborn" as a 'musician' during the performance.
yeah right.
if reborn=death,
then wad i said earlier is true 100%)
(and of course,
death figuratively,
not literally.
this is to prevent lamers
from spoiling my mood even further :|)
no. 92 was marvelous(:
very steady,
and very well-prepared.
i have to give her credit,
since its hard to find a studious 11 yr-old
in this century.
i was trying to convince myself her magnifique playing
is supposed to soothe my nerves,
but the bad side of me was actually
hoping for a wrong note played :P (regret, regret.)
some part of me was panicking after hearing the flawless
performance of no. 92.
haish~

den the usher told me to go 'onstage'
(there wasnt really a stage, just a platform).
this is where the bad thing starts.
'the staccato of my heels tapped down the hall,
towards the stage where numerous eyes rested'
is a good sentence (i think:P),
but that 'staccato' wasnt wad i wished for.
it actually brought MORE attention to me than i hoped.
my awkwardness with heels doesnt help the situation.

its almost a good sign to know
that the audience doesnt hate me from the start.
they clapped when i bowed.
but once i got past the beginning of 'allegro di molto e con brio'
i think that twenty plus ppl sitting there
hates me to the core.
mayb except my dad and uncle,
but i can imagine their displeasure of the noise im producing.
yes, noise, not music.
even i cant claim it to be music.
ugh~

its a horrible experience.
like, utter ewwwww..
like tomatoes.
or heavy metal.
haish~

once in the car,
i almost cried.
i wanted to,
but how can i?
its embarrassing,
and i was already embarrassed enough after
making so much noise.
i dun wan to embarrass myself even more.
i then forced back the gradual wetness of my eyes,
and asked if we can go eat swensens.
we didnt,
cuz there was no swensens nearby.
this is why we went to pizza hut and
i ate like a glutton there.

now,
since ive talked abt the performance,
i'll talk abt before that.
after my "dressing up" though,
dat part is not that interesting.
or do you want to hear abt it?

dressing up:
i emptied my entire fortune on my grandma's bed for this.
well,
mayb not all,
but most of it.
anywae,
i changed first.
obviously,
i dun wanna look like some fatty gal
in a performance festival,
so i wore my leotard (not necessary to play the piano-.=),
my an quan ku thing,
the dress,
the cardigan and my heels.
den,
i started fixing my hair.
i tried this,
i tried dat,
but nothing works.
so i tied half,
and used my ahma's curlers to further curl my curly hair.
i even used ahma's hairspray to position the 'curls'..
the smell was horrendous,
but i ren zhu,
cause the presentation was good(:
after this,
i changed my earrings.
i wanted to wear the ultra-big china bought hoops,
but i just wore it last week..
and i realised my earholes were bigger :|
so, i tried to pick the lock in my cupboard.
i THINK i left my butterfly dangling earrings there,
but im not sure.
i was debating whether i should call my dad,
but i thought better of it.
i didnt want to risk a scolding:P
(both for losing the key to the lock
and bothering him with 'trivial things')
so i ended up wearing a minitoons butterfly earring
(dangling, but shorter than the locked-in-cupboard one)
on the left and a smaller butterfly earring (chamelon bought)
on the right.
pleased with it,
i proceeded with make up.
i wouldnt bore you guys with wad i applied,
and since im not much of a makeup artist,
it doesnt matter much anywae.
*end*

kkaes.
after the dress up fiasco-cum-success,
i went to have some last minute practice
(i dun tink it helped much though:P)
when i hab a sudden impulse to call my mum.
well its natural, isnt it,
to want to talk to ur mum bfore an impt event?
i took a form for kuching form my dad's room,
and tried calling up there.
T.T unfortunately,
the number was not in use
(i think i must call a malaysia code thing)
...
i went bac to practising,
but the idea of talking to my mum is haunting me,
and i wanted her to say something, at least.
i left a msg at her phone,
but she,
not surprisingly,
did listen to it.
i almost teared up
(somewhat like in the car,
i forced it back)
and i decided i need ice cream.
lols(:
it was like a premonition..

AHHHHHHHHHHH~
elgin is here..
i gtg.
my dad saes i gt lock the room:P
buh byes:DD

-bootsland mascot lena saes hi:DD

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Thursday, June 12, 2008 5:18 PM

it is 8.18am; friday; 13/06/2008
and leck choon ling is on the internet blogging...
naughty naughty *wags finger*
lols:DD

i just wanna blog something ironic.
and it happened just 18 minutes ago.
i told myself,
yesterday,
that i'll be needing fresh air to boost my energy
for today's performance.

so,
this moning, i woke up at 7.30
to get ready for 'fresh air'
i was out of the house by 8.00,
but when i go downstairs...
it started raining.
ironic isn't it?
it's like the first time in months that i actually
got up early to exercise,
and when i did,
ITS RAINING-.=

then when i came up,
i was hungry.
i filled the saucepan/pot thingie with water
and put it on the stove.
i took out a plate and washed it
while the water is preparing to boil,
but just as i was placing the plate on the kitchen counter,
my dad called the house.
(not that he's out so early,
just that he is too sleepy [lazy] to wake up fully
and walk two "corridors" to tell me
what he wanna tell me)
he told me that we're going out to eat breakfast.
happy that i don't hab to cook,
i switched off the stove.

but,
something has to happen,
if not i wont be blogging this.
i was wondering what to do with the water in the
saucepan/pot thingie,
so i thought of a 'marvelous' idea:
water the plants.
i took the half ull sp thingie out,
and struggled to water the plants equally.
FAT HOPE.
the first few pots were watered
with such little carefulness that anyone seeing me watering it
will think im actually trying to drown the plants.
then the next few,
due to my uneven rationed out water,
are watered with very little liquid.
how nice-.=
then,
because i didnt want to drown the last plant outside,
i took the sp thingie into the house and watered
the house plants instead.
it was a pathetic attempt to water the chilli plant at the
window sill of the house.
i am a pathetic plant waterer-.=

kaes,
im off for breakfast:DD

-plants in bootsland dun need watering.
they are cactuses:DD

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3:47 AM

a note to readers of previous post:
the estate blk 201A in Punggol Field
does not actually have a 23rd floor,
nor does it have a code thingie #23-187.
this is purely out of my imagination.

of which '23' comes from
'angel street no. 23'
(tian shi jie 23 hao)
and '187'
comes from the eighteenth of july.

-bootsawoosa

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3:02 AM

my computer
(laptop, to b more precise)
is going through this stage where it rebels the user.
it's behaving like a sulky teenager
who has been asked to turn down the volume of the stereo.
(something that has not happened to me since my mum is in kuching ;D)
in just a mere two hours,
i've gone through 4 restarts of the computer.
and what makes it worse is,
i redid my ncelz chemistry assignment 3 times.

nahhh~
i don't sound angry enough.
I REDID MY NCELZ
CHEMISTRY ASSIGNMENT 3 TIMES!!
HOW STUPID IS THAT?!?!?!?!

haish,
i hope this laptop isnt making it a habit of doing this.
if not its fate will be as irrevocable as a crushed car
turning into a useless piece of metal in a car dump.

these few days,
my life have been a very rut-tish routine.
and i have to mention this,
ruts were never my thing.

today is the third day i survived
living with only my dad and grandma.
its utterly hopeless,
and i've decided i would never be a housewife.
EVER.

luckily,
my dad has doubts about my cooking skill,
so i don't have to cook porridge or rice.
the bad thing is,
whenever i want to eat egg porridge in the morning
(like today)
i can only stare at the rice/porridge cooker
and at the container that holds my family's rice.
why?
BECAUSE I FORGOT
HOW TO COOK PORRIGE
WITH RICE.
how lame is that?

before my mum went to kuching,
she told my explicitly how to use the rice cooker.
it was easy,
just wash the grains,
put it in the cooker and press the button.
its the same for porridge.
BUT
there's rice in the cooker.
on that same day when my mum taught me
the complex mechanics on how to cook rice,
there was rice in the cooker too.
so, you're wondering,
what's the problem?
the problem is, misters and missies,
my mum emptied the rice to make fried rice for lunch.
i don't know how to fry rice, do i?
sheesh~
i wan my mummy back T.T
(and it also doesn't help dat my mum
told me we can cook porridge with ready made rice.
thinking of it makes me feel more retarded
each minute)

i can now fully experience the boredom of being in the house.
ALL DAY.
it can be fully expressed in one word: sian.
i eat breakfast everyday
(well, D-U-H -.=)
but the breakfast comprises of food
speaks of the word boring
with utter respect.

i mean,
i love bread and everything,
and that milo cereal is nice and crunchy.
but eating dat for three mornings straight?
please...
and it is well-known that i love curry.
well, in my family anyway.
anywaes,
eating curry for three mornings straight
makes me bored. and tasteless.
and just,
rejection to food. :|

hahax,
ive got an interesting thing to highlight now(:

i realised what my sister is good at now.
and i appreciate her more,
after i fa xian this strength of hers.
she can make me talk.
not chat-talk,
but talk.
shout even.
insults included,
but talk in general.
with her gone,
and my dad off to work
and my grandma off to sell fruits till noon,
i tink i talk less now.
with such few words exchanged vocally these few days,
i feel as if as time goes by,
i'll forget how to speak.
(harry potter, i can now truly feel your denial)

oh yarhhs,
and i keep forgetting to mention.
my dad and mum
had the password lifted from the comp now.
that's why i can come online longer than before(:
sorry if i disappointed anyone for saying this only now.
*oops*

another funny thing. :DDDD
to me, anywae.

lynn gave me a whole list of 3G msn contacts,
of which i added.
(no, this is not the funny part.
dun gib my dat -.= look)

den i added hui ru.
and she was like,
(towards the end of the convo)
"omg, you are so different here than in class"
(or words to that effect.
hey i don't memorise everything ppl says,
although i do memorise that funny auror comment
by luna lovegood :DD
[refer to 'quotes' in 'profile' section]
ahhh, im off track)
funny right?

i mean,
do i really seem different online
compared to when im offline?
i hope not.
it might mean im actually crazy.
or i have multiple personalities :P
hmmmmm..
I THINK NOT.

or mayb.
i gt admit.
im different with different ppl.
it depends.
it really depends..
tsk,
let's not question my intellect
(pai seh, finished reading twilight not long ago.)
and continue from where i ended off.
like, from 'I THINK NOT'.

its bizarre,
dat i hab zi bi zheng.
i SUPPOSE,
many ppl will protest.
its not my fault i only talk alot with closer friends.
im doing hui ru injustice.
mayb i should talk to her more,
but she'll call me chun chong chong in the process.
hmph.. *scrunches nose*

KIDDING, HUI RU!!
lols.
im actually blabbling,
so EVERYONE,
PLS IGNORE
THE BLABBING CHOON LING.

-queen of boredom in
blk 201A Punggol Field #23-187
and boots land.

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Tuesday, June 10, 2008 10:26 PM

a quick post bfore chian comes to learn piano..

ive watched
'the mummy' and 'the mummy returns',
yesterday night and today morning respectively,
AND I FORGOT
HOW I LOVED THE MOVIE!!
I LOVE IT!!

and,
to add on to the excitement (somewhat),
i found out 'the mummy' 2nd sequel
is coming out this year :DD
mayb i'll catch it,
if they show it in singapore,
and if i have the time and money:P

the SAD thing is T.T
RACHEL WEISZ
IS NOT PLAYING EYELYN.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAA~

i feel that she and brendan fraser
have lots of chemistry for movies,
but now, in the 3rd mummy movie,
she rejected the role T.T
*sobs*

this news,
'the mummy' 3rd movie,
is good and bad.
hmph...
i can see brendan fraser acting as rick again :DD,
but evelyn, now played by maria bello,
is devastating.
HMPH~ T.T

-mummy-ing bootslandiist..

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Friday, June 6, 2008 6:12 PM

hahax:DD
went shopping with lynn and her friend yesterday,
and it was fun(:
but..
my legs are suan de lorhh:P
we shopped for lyk, from 6 to 8+
*whew*
my transport 11 is aching badly lerhhs.
its been a long tym since i did serious shopping:P

and...
I BOUGHT
MY PERFORMANCE SHOES(:
i finally hab a full outfit:DD
and i LURVE it:DD

cardigan (my mum bought)

the dress i love!!!

full outfit:DD
abit dark though...
D-U-H
the outfit is black-.=

another assortment..

different angle(:

another different setting..

with flash:D

my FAVOURITE part of the dress(:

WOOTS~
haas..
and the shoes matches the outfit(:
i owe it to lynn and her fren chermaine:DD
cuz is they help choose derhh..
and, because mothers hab a serious small budget to stick to,
lynn helped paid $1:P
gt pay her bac next tym i see her..
stupid budget...

kkaes,
i gtg annoy my dad and play the piano lerhhs:DD
hasta la vista:DD

-boots.land.er choon

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Tuesday, June 3, 2008 5:34 AM

WOOTS~
ive bought my performing festival 'outfit':DD
its half black, half blacknetted pink(:
I LOVE IT!!

ya.
im supposed to say more den this,
but i dun feel like:P
*blows raspberry*

-bootslandiist