A Heart So White

Vivien ♀ Twenty one (21) English Literature Major ✎ A Gleek ♬ I love you like a love song


But the tigers come at night
Wednesday, February 23 01:37


My sister fell asleep while watching some TV program, so I woke her up because she hadn't brushed her teeth. I then asked her for the remote control, after which she became bat-shit crazy from some dream-induced stupor (okay, not to the extent of bat-shit, but bad enough). The conversation went something like this:
Me: Eh wake up, go brush your teeth, and can pass me the remote?
Her: Hnnngh...
Me: Oi, wake up, pass me the remote.
Her: Remote? Yeah, which chapter?
Me: Huh? What, just pass me the remote.
Her: Yeah! Which book? Which chapter? *something something* test!
Me: Huh, can you just pass me the remote?!!
Her: WHAT CHAPTER?
Me: Chapter 5, just give me the remote! (I was trying not to laugh though. She was genuinely pissed off)
Methinks the lady doth study too much. After a few moments of ruffling around in her bag(?? I wanted the remote, which so wasn't in her bag) she got up and turned the TV off in a pissed off manner, and I watched bemusedly, because, what? D:

Fuck there's still an error in my code! I failed the last two tests the system administered on the function. I passed 10 out of 12 though, so I really don't know what the hell to change.

Well, back to trashing my brains out again.
Our work is never over
Saturday, February 19 01:47


I'm having my C programming practical exams tomorrow, and I guess it's the impending doom or something, but while trying to make out head/tail of the module I've been looping Kanye West's Stronger and Daft Punk's Harder Better Faster Stronger because it makes the tragedy less dramatic.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, no?

What's weird is I don't even like Kanye West.

I never knew Daft Punk was from France until I started taking French in school and the textbook mentioned them (with a picture of the weird robot suits they love). My shoulder is aching, which means I should go to sleep.

Despite my almost inevitable fall tomorrow, I'm pretty psyched. I don't know if it's the very strong coffee I had or just some pre-death dose of endorphins, but I'm not quite feeling the doom yet. Must be the song. Okay, enough jittery coffee talk, sleep beckons. Wish me luck!
We're looking for something dumb to do
Friday, February 18 02:06


I was scrolling down reading status updates and recommended sites posted by my Facebook friends, when I realised I really don't care about most of them at all. It is a rather late epiphany, or rather I've only acted upon it now, but either way I closed the tab and decided it was time to blog a bit after several failed attempts. Usually I'd type out some horribly depressing post before deciding it's too depressing and life really isn't that bad after all, because come on, it's just stress. It's just 5 books I haven't finished. It's just a module I'm unable to cope with.

I was in choir today and I went in about ten minutes earlier. There were two guys sitting by the power point while a laptop was charging and Maroon 5's (I typed Marron, pardonnez mon français) songs were playing on it. And they were just sitting there and singing. By my normal cynical standards I would have found that deserving of at least some mockery, but really, don't we all just want to sing aloud and forget about every single thing once in a while? After a while their singing (and Sunday Morning) attracted more guys over to sing. Who does that in the normal world, right?

But you know, it's true what all the Glee people say about singing being an outlet and whatever, at least in my opinion, because there's something inherently therapeutic about singing out loud. Which is why we all love Teo Heng, right?

And speaking (typing) of expressing oneself, I was on the train on my way home from choir practice (which ended half an hour late because of blasted elections. The agony!) and reading one of the shorter (170 paged only! I haven't finished it O:<) literature texts. Halfway through the trip this group of tourists/backpackers(?) entered the train, and when the train was somewhere between Kallang and Bedok one of them, who was listening to his MP3, started dancing. No, no, really, he was grooving and shaking and moving around the carriage. He provided great entertainment for that five minutes or so that he was dancing. And because he probably wasn't high, it puts a smile to your face to find out that people can feel this exuberant for no particular reason except that they find a song particularly groovy.

You've got to enjoy the little things, don't you? Nobody ever finds epic, chronic (yes, word choice) happiness.

I could go on waxing lyrical about that, but it's almost 2.30 and I've got lessons tomorrow (computing. Fuck!) and I haven't had a good night's sleep since I-don't-know-when.

I wanted to blog more about random happenings in my life but you aren't that interested and I don't have to report every single thing, right? Oh oh we sent Sokey May off yesterday, just fyi. Piplup is really cute but after it evolves into its final stage it really is rather lame, no? Steel and Water, which means its ass gets kicked pretty badly by Chimchar's final evolution which has no offensive ineffectiveness against it, since both Fire and Fighting are super effective against Steel-type. And the turtle thing whose name I cannot recall evolves into a hybrid Grass/Ground type, which makes it super effective both ways. Sorry, I've needed to think this through ever since this afternoon when my friend was talking about the Diamond version. And yes, I started with Piplup, who's the cutest (at first). Nobody likes monkey-Pokémon. Or ones that look like a cross between a nature reserve and an ugly tortoise.

I think Adele is an awesome singer.
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
Tuesday, February 15 01:42


On my way home from choir, nearing 11, I met one of my friends who was on his way to Bedok to give "something" to "somebody". How sweet.

I'm so glad Valentine's Day is over. Seeing those balloon-toting hipsters in FASS annoys me to hell. I am so cranky. I need sleep. Ciao, bellas!

I don't know any Italian, so.


She will be loved
01:32



Happy day after Valentine's Day, people!
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Sunday, February 6 22:38


Meh, school.

Now that the break's over, I would give my left arm to go visiting and having three do-nothing days again, during which I ate copious amounts of pineapple tarts and bak kwa, and watched 大世界 with my aunts and cousin (the cool one who likes to cosplay, speaks fluent Japanese and flies frequently to Japan to attend X-Japan concerts).

And there's choir tomorrow.

Meh.
Her eyes, her eyes
Wednesday, February 2 15:40


You all know I'm taking a programming module with Phua, so now let me tell you how aggravating it is to code, especially if you aren't a particularly meticulous person. I've been bugged by this one erroneous piece of code since last Friday, in which no matter what I tried I couldn't get the correct output.

I tried everything! I tried changing the variables from x1, x2 (and so on) to a, b, c (and so forth), I tried changing the statements, and I almost rewrote the entire thing.

Then just a few minutes ago I realised that the formula I entered was wrong; I typed a minus sign where there should be a plus sign. Which was why I ended up with the "not a number" error message because I was erroneously trying to find the square root of a negative number.

And because I'm really untidy and careless, I expect to be troubled by similar problems as long as I'm in this course.

Anyway, yes, I am really bored. Phua is writing up her lab report on the computer beside mine, while I have nothing to do but to blog about my trivial basic programming problems. Darn it I so shouldn't have cleared all the Facebook notifications this morning if not now I can have a good laugh reading the bellsprout thread. And by laughing I refer to Chip's oh-so-predictable but simultaneously funny reaction to our comments.

I wish I were overseas now. I am so tired I've had this chronic triple eyelid syndrome for the past two days. It's really annoying because your eyelid just feels wrong. I read online (just) that applying vaseline onto the lid(s) would do the trick. Hopefully it does, because I just look really sleepy now. I mean, yes, I am very sleepy most of the time (because most of the time I sleep at 3 in the morning) but that's not a good reason to keep a triple eyelid. It reverts back to normal when I frown but when I stop frowning it just folds into itself again. Drat.

I thus resolve to sleep the Chinese New Year away.

Ugh I'm not feeling enthused about visiting my relatives.
and crisp apple strudels
Tuesday, February 1 10:57


Who what when where how WHY?? The SL just messaged me that I'm the new Soprano 1 SL. I am so utterly screwed! O:

Even more screwed than I am in this programming module. For some reason the Mac keyboard is quite comfortable to type with. And speaking of Macs and all things rerlated to Apple, my father has recently converted into an Apple fanboy. He bought an iPad, and is talking about getting an iPhone. I don't know; soon he'd be suggesting we buy a Mac and worshipping Steve.

It's not like I don't like the minimalist designs of Apple, or it's user interface, but the fact that every single flippin' person is using an iPhone and coveting Macbooks just makes me kind of sick of all the hype. What's wrong with the PC? What's wrong with good 'ol Windows Media Player? iTunes isn't the most user-friendly player out there, depite it having a sleek chrome "I'm so cool" display.

But enough griping about Apple, I've got a lecture to listen to. And sorry for the spelling mistakes, IE doesn't have the spellcheck wriggly red line thing. Ciao!
Dark of the matinee
01:58


Ugh for the concert we're dancing to a Pinoy song. All the more you people should come! It's gotta be fun watching people (read: me) dance badly.
Dream on - Aerosmith

Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay

Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
Is in books' written pages
Lived and learned from fools and
From sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away, yeah

Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until the dream come true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dreams come through
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
I'm back on the Glee wagon.



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