Temporary Insanity

In the middle of a gunfight...

2011-11-22T23:41:00.000+08:00

'Sup, blogosphere!

Yes, I am more than aware that I haven't been on here in a gazillion years... I've been busy with school and attempting to finish watching Doctor Who, ANTM and various volunteer works that I've signed up for.

To be honest, I have no idea why I'm back here seeing that I'm usually on tumblr which is retroglitter.tumblr.com. I haven't blogged about my life in ages though; then again, there isn't anything incredibly interesting that I can talk about.

As you guys already know, I'm in Ngee Ann Polytechnic now and a few months ago, I signed myself up for a camp organised by Rohei for the students under the Christieara programme (word of advice: if they ever invite you to join them, join them. It's worth it). I'm not allowed to say what goes on in the camp, but I'm more than willing to say that this is the camp of a lifetime and I'm not even kidding. No worries, you would be in an air-conditioned area almost the whole time and you are not subjected to mud or anything along those lines; therefore, to those who are muddophobic (made up word), just join this camp!

I miss the mentors from the camp so much! I can't say much so I guess I'll just upload photos then, teehee.

My group for TCP Camp 4, Team Mexico!

With Debbie from KL, I miss her so much!

With Irene, from Japan and Claire the white tiger. Trust me, she isn't as demure as she looks.

With Emily, who is, believe it or not, as old as I am.

With Marian, my mentor. I miss her so much! I really have to thank her for everything she's done for me.

With Jarell, from Florida, USA. He is one talented saxophonist, I'm not even kidding.

With James and Irene, both from Japan. (They're half-Jap, half American)

With James, this dude is crazy when he starts playing the guitar.

With Jarell again, because I love him so much! XD He nearly cried when he gave him our gift.

With Irene! I used to think she was demure, then she turned fiery.

With James, AGAIN at the airport before he went back to Japan. My eyebags are HUGE from the lack of sleep.

Team Mexico with Jarell!

Poh, Kim, and I with Yao Na, Hosanna, Irene, Emily and Marian.

Team Mexico, again.

So these are some of the many photos that I got during the course of the camp plus the time after. I couldn't say goodbye to them at all because all of them have created such a huge impact in my life that I actually felt lost when they left. I am eternally grateful to Marian for pretty much encouraging me throughout the entire journey and for bringing me to my virgin trip to the church (yes, uncouth, but I don't care). I'm still not a christian nor do I think I ever will be, but it was interesting. :)

Champagne or Suicide

2011-08-27T01:01:00.000+08:00

I have no clue as to why I'm back here. Really.

I've got to admit though, not blogging for so long has made typing this post out really awkward because I just don't know when to stop a sentence, or what to talk about, actually. I haven't been on here for ages and I have had many life changes that I probably cannot fill in one post and nor do I want to.

It has been 4 months and 9 days since school has started. I am now a Year 1 Mass Communication student and yes I do miss writing a lot. One semester has come and gone and I found out a lot about myself that I didn't know exists.

Semester one has been one hell of a roller coaster ride. It is quite unlike what I thought MCM would be. I spent about 99% of my time camped in front of a computer editing video clips, photos, websites, designing cans, logos, postcards, websites... You get my point.

Well, that nearly killed me. I am not exactly the most creative person around, and neither am I a very visual person. I cannot put what I see in my head into a physical form, which explains my really atrocious postcards and such. How I managed to pass those modules will remain a mystery.

Somewhere in the middle of school term, I lost the reason to fight. I was so tired with everything that I had to do; I had project deadlines to meet, homework to do and stuff like that. It was physically, mentally and emotionally draining. I was exhausted from the continuous lack of sleep, tired of trying to think out of the box and applying whatever rules I've learnt into my work.

Not fitting in definitely did not help. I'm not exactly a cookie-cutter girl, I'm just quirky and dare I say, edgy. So I either disliked or have no idea what everyone was talking about and I just listened and smiled. What, there we have, people gushing over Glee, Pretty Little Liars, Adele, Maroon 5, etc. and here I am, rocking out to Metallica, Depeche Mode, Adam Lambert, My Chemical Romance etc., see the contrast?

It killed me, initially. Then I realised I never quite cared if I fit in, why should I care now? It was a moment of epiphany for me. I alighted from the bus two stops earlier than usual because I just felt like going for a walk, and that walk really woke me up.

I'm different and I'm proud of it.

And everybody else should too. I am so sick and tired of watching people be someone they're not, and then they end up appearing to be pretentious or hypocritical. To be honest, I think it is more tiring to be who you're not than to be who you are. Yes, one might face backlash for being who one is, but it does beat conforming to society right?

Society is fucked. People should recognise that.

In a moment of apparent pensiveness..

2011-03-28T01:31:00.000+08:00

I have said this a million times but I'll say it again - I wish I could read minds.

I was I could, I really do.

As much as I pretend that I don't care about what others think about me, I do - more than absolutely necessary.

It may just be insecurity playing it's bit on torturing me every now and then, but I find myself trying to read the facial expressions of people - even strangers - just to try to guess what they think about me. It has became a habit for me, to be honest.

I think it is partially because of the fact that I may not have the most tolerable personality in the world. In fact, most people would have got annoyed with me within the month of knowing me. I am extremely boisterous, loud-mouthed, tactless and opinionated - not exactly the best combination of character traits, is it?

I do know for a fact that I appear hypocritical when I am involved in a drama resulting in two parties of which I am friends of. Yes, I admit I gossip about both parties to both parties (I hope that bit made sense), but that doesn't equate to hypocrisy, does it?

Just because I talk bad about both parties does not necessarily make me hypocritical. Could I not be agreeing with you on some points of the other party and not wholly agreeing with you on others? Just because I do talk bad about the other party does not necessarily mean I will tell them what you have said, unless I think it would be beneficial to both parties.

This has bugged me for ages, and it has remained the biggest reason as to why I absolutely loathe real-life dramas. (Then again, who doesn't?)

Anyway, back to my point about reading minds.

I am going to confess, the really bouncy, noisy and seemingly happy Denise may not be the only side of me, I just choose to wear this side of me more than the others. I do have my quiet moments, of which people immediately assume that something is wrong.

With a personality like mine, would you not want to be able to read minds? (I do irritate people a lot, but it usually takes me quite a long time to figure out, especially when I am focusing on other stuff)

It is 1.26AM here. I'm just going to post this and go to bed although I am pretty sure my case on why I want to read minds is pretty weak, I just can't seem to form proper sentences now. Writer's block? Perhaps.

Till then, goodbye! XD

Before you break you have to shed your armour.

2011-03-22T23:40:00.000+08:00

Because of the fact that I am, essentially, a twitter whore, I shall pimp my twitter right here just so you guys will follow me. (or read my tweets, if you are bored enough to read about my amazingly boring life) Basically, just click here and click on the button that says "follow". After which, give me a tweet so that I'll follow you back. (I hardly use the actual twitter to do my tweeting, so I have no idea who follows me until I check it, which is about once every week-ish.)

Unless you don't own a twitter, you would've noticed "#100factsaboutme" trending for a few days. (It is still trending right now as we speak and I refuse to screenshot that moment for you) Basically, I never knew that it was trending until my whole feed got flooded with people actually tweeting 100 random facts about themselves. I follow 260+ people on twitter, so make that 100 tweets multiplied by say, 5 people at any one time... You get my point.

I absolutely loathe the person who started the #100factsaboutme shtick on twitter. Twitter goes on fail-whale mode just about every other hour and this has not made it any better, thank you very much. In fact, at one point, it got so bad, tweetdeck hung. And it is unlike tweetdeck to hang unless the tweet traffic is really heavy.

Also, to the people who actually tweeted 100 facts about them on twitter during the twitter peak hours, _l_ fuck you, very much. I am not all that interested in you, I enjoy reading snippets about you here and there, but not on a tweet-spam basis. Please, go 100 facts somewhere else, just not on twitter, I beg you.

Now that I'm done with my twitter-rant, I shall go onto my very own #100factsaboutme, on my blog! *cue ta-daaaaaa music*

Yes I am aware that I am awfully self-righteous right now, but I cannot care less. At least I'm being considerate by not clogging up twitter. (Yes, that's me and my whole teen-aged self defence mechanism acting up, just so you know.)

Here goes... Denise's very own #100factsaboutme on blogger! -cheesy grins-
001. I am a Leo, a Scorpio rising and a Cancer moon.
002. I have had, at some point last year, blonde highlights.
003. I have had red and purple highlights before.
004. I now have reddish brown hair with red highlights.
005. I am thinking about getting really red hair when my roots grow out.
006. I became a Glambert by chance - it just so happened that I switched on the TV when American Idol Season 9 was airing for something to watch while I'm doing my homework just before Adam sang "Whole Lotta Love" by Led Zeppelin. I was blown away and I fell in love with him.
007. I only turned into a hardcore Glambert on March 12, 2010, the first time I heard him live and I just can't get enough.
008. I was, and still am, a My Chemical Romance fan. Perhaps even more so now than I was in 2007.
009. I hate K-Pop, enough said.
010. I am not a fan of mainstream music. I listen to P!NK, Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Madonna and Ke$ha on occasion, and that's about it.
011. I did want to turn vegetarian for Frank Iero when I was 13, it didn't work out.
012. I am annoyingly superficial.
013. I was in a newspaper article for skipping school. It is Adam's fault. ---> click here.
014. I am allergic to play-dough.
015. I am not a fan of cheese.
016. I also am not a fan of eggs.
017. I like Justin Bieber, dislike his songs and hate his fans.
018. I have this thing for eyebrows.
019. I love pretty boys, 99% of which are gay. :'(
020. I absolutely adore Tommy Joe Ratliff, Sasha Mallory and Taylor Green from the glamtroupe.
021. I have a crush on Johnny Weir.
022. I think Isaac Carpenter is cute.
023. I think Neil is hilarious.
024. I've seen Tokio Hotel in real life before.
025. I was very disappointed when I saw Bill Kaulitz in real life, it was really anti-climatic.
026. Monte Pittman had thrown his guitar pick to me during a concert.
027. I lost the guitar pick when my wallet was stolen.
028. I love bubble tea.
029. I will die without wine gums.
030. I dislike seafood.
031. I am 1.55m short. (That's almost 5'1)
032. I really don't mind growing another 5cm.
033. I was born at lunch time on August 5, 1994.
034. I have this thing for people with pretty eyes.
035. I will die without twitter.
036. I am a sucker for bribery.
037. It takes me a lot to understand and actually comprehend mathematical concepts.
038. I am a hopeless Harry Potter fan.]
039. My favourite Harry Potter characters are Nymphadora Tonks, Luna Lovegood, the Weasley twins and Draco Malfoy.
040. My favourite Harry Potter actors are Evanna Lynch and Tom Felton.
041. I feel there is more to Slytherin than what J.K.Rowling portrayed them as.
042. Had I been sorted, I think I would have ended up in Slytherin. I am essentially a selfish creature.
043. I get really excited really quickly. (Put it this way, I have bounced through an entire concert before.)
044. I am really loud.
045. I am automatically attracted to guys with eyeliner.
046. I think I might die in an orgasmic mess if I had the chance to inhale Gerard Way.
047. Actually, I will die in an orgasmic mess if I had the chance to inhale Frank Iero.
048. I have never been to a My Chemical Romance concert.
049. I attended Adam Lambert's showcase alone because I didn't know any Glamberts then.
050. I sound better on paper than in person.
051. I never had trouble making friends. (Yes, I am a social butterfly)
052. I am afraid of worms with legs.
053. I am afraid of the dark... Kinda.
054. I am a drama queen, I confess.
055. I find biology highly boring.
056. My favourite colour used to be orange. Now it's black, or navy blue.
057. I love watching RuPaul's Drag Race.
058. I absolutely love the British accent.
059. My favourite youtuber of all time is Charlie McDonnell ---> click here.
060. I am a grammar Nazi on occasion.
061. I've only caught one episode of Glee in my life.
062. I want to learn how to play the drums.
063. I have no sense of coordination at all.
064. I cannot play group sports to save my life. As my friend puts it, "You've got no ball sense."
065. I like to think that I'm good at archery.
066. I want to join a theater group, I really like being on stage.
067. I have a very boring wardrobe. I'm always wearing black, or dark colours.
068. I love shoe-shopping.
069. I wouldn't mind if I could read minds.
070. I am pretty certain I annoy people on a daily basis.
071. I think sexual orientation is over-rated.
072. I still have no idea what I want to do when I grow up.
073. I used to want to be a journalist, now I want to be a radio jockey. Is that possible?
074. I haven't written fan fiction in a really long time.
075. I enjoy people-watching.
076. I am terrified of mannequins and dolls.
077. I hate Saturdays now.
078. I've been blogging for the past 6 years... To no fruition. (Not that I'm really trying, actually.)
079. I used to be a fan of Twilight, used to.
080. I have no idea what to do with my entire collection of Twilight.
081. I have a thing for blonde guys, peroxide or otherwise.
082. I grow horizontally more than I do vertically.
083. I've been myopic since the age of 10.
084. I can get quite judgemental, against my will.
085. I want a tongue piercing.
086. I don't have a type that I like.
087. I have never tried a Fillet-O-Fish before, and I don't intend to try.
088. I'm currently really into Depeche Mode and Metallica.
089. My favourite Pokemon is Charmander.
090. I have this thing for slash fiction.
091. The favourite time of my body are my toes.
092. I have four good twitter friends, namely, @Fritzandpancake, @effmehaley, @glamrocks and @glamloverx.
093. My first best friend in Secondary School will be Yu Xiang.
094. 2009 is the bane of my existence.
095. I don't trust my intuition.
096. I don't think the same way as most people of my generation do.
097. I cried when The Rev died.
098. I click best with people older than me.
099. I am Adam's astrological opposite, I think. He is an Aquarius sun, Libra rising and Aries moon.
100. I love sleeping. How can anyone not love it?

This was incredibly difficult. You know what? I have a new found respect for people who actually completed 100 facts about themselves. I might come back soon, until then, goodbye!

grumbles

2011-03-06T23:36:00.000+08:00

Today is one of those days where I really want to post about something but I can't think of anything to post about.

New Year?

2011-02-07T00:19:00.000+08:00

Wow. I haven't been on here for three months?! *horror*

And in the short span of three months, I am pleased to announce that nothing spectacular has happened in my life. Other than the fact that I started working full-time, graduated from Seng Kang Sec and am now a Ngee Ann Polytechnic student. Oh yes, I also got myself red and purple highlights.

That is about it to the 3 months of my life, ferrealz. I probably am not going to stop the post here though, it has been ages since I have last written so you have to bear with me for this post.

I started work on December 2, so that pretty much meant I didn't do anything in December seeing that I was slugging my guts out 6 days a week. Well, I did have a mini christmas party at my cousin's though, I puked out everything at the stroke of midnight on christmas day - not a memory I'd like to remember.

The Gong Cha Crew

Lahveeee <3

I ended up celebrating the New Year at my workplace seeing that we were all working that day. Hilarious though, we didn't really do much but crap around like how we always do. I love my colleagues, we're all boisterous people. I approve.

So this brings me to 2011.

I spent three days in Bangkok, but that would be inconsequential because all I did there was shop. (What else can you do at Bangkok, really) So on Jan 10, 2011, I faced my death sentence - the release of the O'level results.

I did surprisingly well, for someone who only put in last minute effort and specifically on English (because I wanted an A1), math and chemistry (for obvious reasons). For people who are way to shy to ask me in person, I did get an A1 for English. *runs around butt-naked throwing confetti* and got 9 for my L1R4 and 12 for my L1R5 (with deduction from my CCA points, that is).

And that made me eligible for Mass Comm, imagine my happiness. (I am now a happy bunny awaiting school. Yes, I'm now a Mass Comm student)

So my O'levels are finally done, I have my results to prove that I'm not that stupid anymore. *is triumphant*

16 January 2011 would probably be the most inappropriate day of my life. Joy and I went to watch the Rocky Horror Show! \o/ (FAQ: Is it a horror movie? Well, no it's not a horror movie, it's a comedic musical. I refuse to repeat this again)

The stage. Ninja shot by Joy.

Well, sexual innuendos aside, the rocky horror show was like an Adam Lambert concert meet theater. We were all dancing the time warp dance, shouting about and throwing toilet rolls, confetti and shining torch lights - at specific parts of the musical.

Things is, I felt severely over-dressed compared to some of the people who were there. Trust me, the hardcore Rocky Horror fans were in things slightly more than lingerie. It was mad hilarious to see guys in drag and feather boa.

Not actors, they're fans.

Now do you get what I mean when I say "overdressed"?

I also got a photo with Rocky and Brad, and I got myself their autographs, too!

With Brad (left) and Rocky (right). I R Happy Vabbit.

And that's about it - to my Rocky Horror Show, that is. I've decided to go as Columbia the next time this show comes back to Singapore and Joy wants to go as Magenta. We figured these two characters were the most like us. *giggles*

So that's about it, about my life - in one blog post. Be back soon. Oh yes, happy lunar new year you guys!

Masquerade, paper faces on parade.

2010-11-28T02:08:00.000+08:00

... And I'm ALIVE!
Well, alive in the physical sense of the word. I'm not quite the same after the O'levels though, many brain cells had committed suicide due to my over-stimulation of them, some brain cells got fried after I tried to cram in a whole lotta nonsense and the rest got kinda cuckoo... Well you get my point. All in all, I do hope I'll be more or less, active, on blogger. H.O.P.E. (I'm trying to beef up my portfolio by writing more stories but you get my point)

I figured I should skate over my O'level days because it would just be a bore to you, and to me. Seriously, how interesting can life get while you're revising your guts out and praying that everything would be smooth-going for you? All I remember during the hellish month was studying from day till night at various places. MacDonald's, school, KFC, LJS... You get my point.

And that's about it. *finishes long story about O'levels somewhat lamely*

Anyway, back to topic. This post is gonna be one of my very few photo-spam posts because it's all about prom. Nobody in the right state of mind would like to read, in excruciating detail about the description of the place and people. Besides, I'm not all that good at describing.

For one, I have to warn the rest of the prospective prom-goers, prom-shopping is excruciating. Well for one, chances are, your budget's gonna be real tight. And there is this fear that someone in your school would end up wearing the same thing if you end up buying something that looks somewhat common. And at the same time, you're afraid to stand out too much... Yes the common teenage fears.

I was smart enough to just borrow a dress from my aunt. And I got myself a pair of wedges, that I really loved. Therefore, buying the wedges wouldn't be a waste of money seeing that I'm most likely going to wear it again. (love at first sight, whataya think?)

Eye make up.

Before my hair got styled.

Prom-dress/shoes aside, I met Michelle and Zihao at 3pm at her place for me to change just so we could take a cab down to Far East to have our hair and make-up done. Yes, both of us paid $65 to look gorgeous. It's Francis and Jean Hair Salon over at Far East Plaza. I highly recommend that place.

I mean, look at my hair!

With Michelle.

$65 well spent, don't you agree? I just have to say this - I didn't ask for this do. I told the guy to do whatever he wanted with my hair, I wanted to give him free rein. And this was the end result. I bet I have "I ♥Adam Lambert" or "Glambert" written all over my face. Oh well.

After 2 hours at the salon, the three of us headed over to York Hotel, where our prom is held. (With me feeling completely like a light bulb between the both of them) I saw Yuxiang when I was on climbing up the stairs but he didn't wave, so I figured he couldn't recognise me.

Put it this way, when I went in. Every head turned in my direction with this expression "o___o?", literally. It's a reflex for me to feel self-conscious the moment I see that because I thought I managed to smudge my make-up up or something. Turns out, nobody could recognise me.

With Jiayi, Michelle, Jermaine, Carrie and XinMin.

Jermaine, Jiayi and I squatting because our feet hurt.

The same girls again, with flash.

With Carrie, Xinmin, Jasmine, Josson, Darrel, Jermaine and Yuxiang.

Shenging, Prom queen.

With Yuxiang, my bestest friend.

With Angeline and Xueting

With Angeline Chua

With Kelly, my poor partner who had to tolerate my nonsense :/

I ended up just cam-whoring while waiting for registration to begin. The moment we're in, the emcee started talking but nobody really wanted to listen because we were all starving. The food was horrid though, in a way. It tasted quite funky, most of it. Nothing memorable, actually.

With Miss K and her daughter.

Berber!

With Miss Ong, the best chem teacher anyone can ever ask for.

With Miss Sazryna, my sec 2 form teacher.

With Mdm Zurina, who isn't my teacher technically, but she's nice.

Leowz. My school mate for 10 years. Who is, also, one of my best mates.

Brenda, classmates for 2 years, school mates for 10.

With Helina and Carrie

Amirul!

Basically, it's just cam-whoring between courses, too. Yes I know, my prom is boring. It really is. Nothing interesting really happened. And I wasn't all that lucky, so I didn't win anything at all during the lucky draw thing. So yes. It was basically take photos - eat - take more photos - eat more - take photos -home.

With Mdm Lim, my form teacher... Umm.. Yes.

With Teckyeow, Jiawei, Taufiq, Denzel, Jonathan, JiaJun and James.

Huiyi

With the emcee

With WenJie

With Russell, and my camera, which died halfway.

My hair might look really awesome, but it was a bitch to take down. It took me about 15 minutes to locate and take out all 20 of the bobby pins in my head, half an hour to remove all the hairspray, which included 4 shampoo washes. I was pretty much stuck in the bathroom for about an hour because I was scrubbing myself down from head to toe.

The back of my hair, when I got home.

After all the food. Haha!

This is what I look like without the bobby pins, and fake eyelashes:

My expression is so typical, I know.

-end of prom-

Thomas Joseph Ratliff

2010-10-06T23:23:00.000+08:00

Day 31: A Letter To The Person You Missed The Most

Dear Tommy,
I wished you knew who I was, but I know you don't because I bet you didn't notice me at all. I just wished you weren't stuck in Hong Kong when you guys were in transit before flying over to Singapore, I missed my chance to hug you, to see you in real life, up close. I thought I'd have my chance when I ran right over to your side of the stage during the glamnation, but it looks like you were too hot and bothered to care.

I screamed your name while everyone screamed Adam, I elicited many stares but I don't care because I'm a badger and this is how badgers roll. ^v^ If only I had the chance to talk to you in real life without me dying from the over-exposure to cute-kittiness. I know I'll never have that chance. *cues sigh*

Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure you did notice me, with my complete glitter get up. I guess I looked far too deranged for you to even care about me. Oh well, if you wouldn't mind, I'd love to have your guitar pick, just so I could have something from every band member. Well, I have one from Monte... But you get my point.

I sound like a really creepy fan girl but trust me, I'm not. For one, I know for a fact that you're human and I probably would treat you like one if I ever meet you in real life. Well, I would've treated you like a proper human being IF I haven't died because I'm within 1m of you.

Come over soon, we love you.

Love, Denise.

SO FUCKING FANGIRL. I KNOW.

P/s: I forgot where I got this photo, if you do know, please give me a tweet, or tag me.

Textbooks

2010-10-05T23:22:00.000+08:00

Day 30: Blog About A Non-Fiction Book

I don't really read non-fiction books, so I guess this is a post I probably cannot start on. Well, the only non-fiction books I actually read in detail are my biology and chemistry textbooks. Well, in all technical sense of that term, it IS a non-fiction book, isn't it?

I'm convinced I don't have to go into excruciating detail about the insides of my textbook, you might die from the overexposure to science.

Ignore this. I'm too lazy

2010-10-04T23:21:00.000+08:00

Day 29: A Letter To Someone You Drifted Away From

*sigh* I've been drifting away from too many friends for me to write this letter, so I shall skip this.Whuttt, I'm essentially a really lazy creature. Just so you know.

The Day I Met Adam-fucking-Lambert

2010-10-03T23:20:00.001+08:00

I meant to start on this post a long time ago, but I was (1) Too hungover and depressed to even begin the post and (2) Too tired to post properly. Therefore the 3-day gap between the actual concert and my post.

Warning: Major flailing. Also a photo/video spam.

I met up with Rikei, Amelia, Tashi, Elaine, Liwen and Tiara at 1.30pm on Saturday to grab some chow before going over to Gate 4 of the F1 Circuit to enter our zone and start queueing up for wrist bands. Needless to say, I was late and ended up going over to Burger King and ended up not getting anything because I was too excited to eat. Everything might come up the wrong way, you see. (Digression: I saw Crystal at BK)

Left to Right: Giant Adam, Li-Wen, Tashi, Tiara, Amelia, Me, Huda and Rikei

Meant to meet up with someone from SG Glamberts to collect my glow sticks, which I didn't in the end 'cos we were all too excited to just stand there and do nothing. So we went over with newly made friends, Vampz Shinigami (Zetty) and her boyfriend, Romey, who we hung out with for the rest of our queueing hours.

It was raining, so Tiara, Huda, Amelia, Rikei and I hid under one gigantic mat to avoid the rain. Epic.

So after queueing OUTSIDE the gate for about 15 minutes, we were subjected to a bag-check before we were allowed in. Li-wen literally ran towards the Padang stage whereas the rest of us just walked there because we thought we were early... Until we saw the crowd.

And that's when we ran towards the queue. Thank god there were many wrist bands available, so I grabbed a few more for the rest of the Glamberts who weren't here yet. I'm surprised they allowed us to take more than one though, more than surprised actually.

So we all went over to the OTHER side of the Padang stage to start queueing and that was when I realised I should NEVER have worn a black body-con dress that barely covered my ass. Sitting down was such a chore! I had to kneel down before trying to sit and attempting a complete ninja move to sit cross-legged and covering my indecent exposure with my bag.

The queueing bit went past in a blur because it was so fucking hot and we pretty much just spent the time chatting about anything that popped into our heads and watching Tiara help the rest of us slap on glitter on our faces. I refused to, because it was too early in the afternoon and I was too fuckin' warm and uncomfortable.

Romey!

With the girlssss. Amelia, Tiara, Liwen, Tashi and Rikei.

Tiara helping Elaine do up her glitter.

May the glitterification begin.

See I told ya!

When you're bored, camwhore.

*sings*

I was helping Tiara hold her bottle of glitter. So I shall camwhorez with glitter.

I like my nail polish. Yes?

You can see my fan-zone wrist band, and the lanyard of my zone ticket.

Rikei looks so adorbz here!

Tiara, Elaine, Li-wen and Rikei

Tiara helping Rikei with the glitter.

I <3 Tiara's Skull Ring.

I LOVE Zetty's Camera!

The queue behind me at 5.30pm.

The queue in front of me, see how near I was to the fan zone!

ZETTY! (Vampz shinigami!)

Tiara's handiart.

At about 5.30pm, the Fan zone gates were opened and we pretty much rushed in. Thinking that if we grabbed a prime spot in Daughty, we would be safe for Adam's. But no, the security dude told us they'll chase all of us out till Adam's show, in which they'd open the gates at 10pm that night.

So my front row at Daughtry was given up to the more-deserving Daughtry fans as Tiara, Amelia, Li-wen, Elaine, Tashi and I literally ran out again to rejoin the queue that was outside, which was significantly shorter as most Glamberts didn't know about the chasing-out part.

The view from the first row guysss.

Happy glamberts pretending to be Daughty fans.

In any case, Amelia and I went back into the Fanzone to watch Daughtry perform because we do like Daughtry and we kinda stood at the back and sang along to Daughtry, who sang Closer To Me, Feels Like Tonight, Over You, September and something else. I can't really remember.

CHRIS DAUGHTRY

Complete Botak Hotness,.

Daughtry

Basically, we were attracting attention because we were the only two people bouncing and flailing and shouting out Daughtry's lyrics as everybody else looked at us in amusement. Oh well, this is what happens when you have 2 days worth of pent-up excitement and 4 hours of time to kill before Adam comes on.

Just in case you guys wanted to watch Daughtry's performance :)

After the end of Daughtry, I asked Tiara to help me do my make up seeing that the sky was getting really dark. Contrary to belief, only the circuit's really well lit. The other parts are... Quite dark. Seeing that I have absolutely no clue on what I want on my face, I told her to do her magic. And she pretty much stared at my face and cocked her head from side to side, I felt so self-concious! Trust me, it's downright uncomfortable to stare at someone staring at your face.

And she went "ah hah!" before drawing on my face with lip gloss. Turns out, she drew ice-cream cones on both sides of my face. I looked so intoxicated after all that glitter, and I didn't drink at all.

Me, after Tiara did her magic.

I absolutely LUHVE this photo.

Amelia getting MCR-ed, Adam style.

@retroglitter and @AmeliaNorman

As you can see, we have glitter everywhere.

I shan't go into details about how I spent the rest of the time waiting for Adam Lambert but at slightly after 10pm...

THE FAN ZONE GATES WERE OPENED.

A stampede happened. Well duh, we're glamberts, whataya think? We may be all loving but when it comes to grabbing the best view, it's every man for himself. Thank god for crowd control though, I legit sprinted towards the front of the stage.

AND FOUND MY SPOT RIGHT AT THE FUCKING FRONT.

FRONT ROW BAYBEH!

And that is when you know it's time to do an impromptu war dance because I got the best (well not really) view of the entire concert! Fine, my view wasn't that awesome seeing that I was more towards the side of the stage. BUTTTTTTTTTTT! At least I could have an undisrupted view of the stage, I'm really vertically-challenged.

Crazy SG Glamberts.

I look really awful here but who cares. Haha!

At that time I was really exhausted seeing that I didn't really sleep well the past few days due to my excitement and the fact that I haven't eaten that day AT ALL, again, because of the excitement. Jumping and singing and screaming along with the rest of the Daughtry fans during Daughtry's set did NOT help my energy level at all.

I fell asleep standing up - for awhile. By that time, the F1 engine noises had some soporific effect on me and I swear, the noise became positively lullaby-ish. Oh well, the F1 engine + the humidity = me sleeping.

*shrugs shoulders* At least I kinda caught the F1 action, it was showed on the TV screen at the sides of the stage, though I have to admit, I didn't pay attention to the winner at all. All I was thinking was "Is the F1 over yet? Adam's set should come on like now!!!" *butterflies in stomach multiplies exponentially*

MAY THE GLAMNATION BEGIN FROM THIS POINT FORTH:

In my semi-asleep state, I looked up at the stage and realised that nobody has been paying close attention to the stage at all. Neil Lambert (Yes, Neil is Adam Lambert's brother) came out from back stage and well, surveyed the crowd.

And that was when I went, "OH MY GOD. IT'S THAT NEIL? NEILLLLLLLLLL!" (before proceeding to squeal in delight)

I pretty much caught everyone's attention because of my sudden squeal, and loud choruses of "NEILLLLLL!" began. Neil just kinda smiled at us and went back to the corner of the stage where he came out of.

Now that I had the adrenaline pumping inside me, I spotted Neil at the side of the stage snapping photos of us. So Amelia and I kinda screamed "NEIL!" again and he looked at us, pointed his really huge-ass camera in our direction and took a photo of us. He literally stuck out his index, then his middle finger and finally his ring finger before taking a shot, and then looking so happy after that.

Neil Lambert checking the photos he took.

Neil taking a photo of me taking a photo of him.

Neil Lambert (From Amelia)

You can't tell from here but he was laughing at his own photos. (From Amelia)

Did I mention how after we got bored of watching Neil snap photos of us, we started talking about his "Sleepless in Singapore" video? Oh well, in any case, we did. And Amelia and I re-enacted his "I AM LOSING MY MIND" moment. Guess we said it too loudly cos Neil looked up and laughed. He fucking laughed. That coming from @negativeneil, renowned for being really aloof, is a gift.

In any case, after our short exchange of "Did Neil just laughed at our imitation?", Li-wen started screaming and waving, and Neil waved back. Well... Needless to say, Amelia and I followed suit, and I was just playin' around, bored my arse off waiting for Adam...

LITTLE DID I EXPECT HIM TO WAVE BACK. He fucking waved back you guys, he did! Neil, you ain't as aloof as you make yourself out to be. Persona failed Neil, Persona failed.

Basically that was my really brief exchange with Neil before he went back stage again. The second time he came out, I started screaming "NEIL!" all over again and well, pretty much waving and looking like an idiot. He looked at me, and went "No. No. No" while shaking his head vigorously and then saying something afterwards, which I couldn't catch. (MEH!)

That's pretty much the end of my Neilbert fandom.

We all started screaming when the played the remix version of For Your Entertainment, thus marking the (almost) start of Adam Lambert's First Glamnation International Tour concert. And this point in time, I was already starting with my bouncing... And my battery became rather low at this point. *cusses aloud* Well, what can you expect, the band and the dancers were already on stage.

And then while I was trying to figure out whether or not to tweet... I heard it.

Terrance Spencer! (@TerranceDLibra)

ADAM. FUCKING. LAMBERT ♥

One of the clearest shots I have despite my shaking and bouncing, Adam Lambert and Terrance.

Adam Lambert, Terrance Spencer, Taylor Green, security dude and camera man.

I think he's singing Soaked here.

"Moon shine, on the bayou / Love shrine, break the taboo..." The melodic voice started blasting out of the speakers. Trust me, at that point in time, I was thinking "Oh wait is that Adam Lambert singing or is that the recording? OH MY FUCKING GOD IT'S ADAM!!!" *brain goes incoherent*

Cue screaming and bouncing.

To save your eyes, and my brain, because honestly, my head has gone into a complete blissful B.L.A.N.K after watching Adam go on stage and seeing Tommy-fucking-Ratliff in real life for the first time. (Tommy didn't arrive at the same time as the rest of the troupe, he lost his passport and was stuck at the Hong Honk, his spelling, not mine. LMFAO. But he got his arse to Singapore at 1AM that day, so that's okay), I'm gonna just post videos of the concert.

Repertoire:
1. Opening Medley (Voodoo, Down The Rabbit Hole, Ring Of Fire)

Sasha Mallory (@sashamallory) and Taylor Green (@TaylorG90)

2. Fever

I think this is Fever, I can't be sure.

LAMBLIFF! ♥ (Credits: RacheLtissue)

3. Sleepwalker

Dancer Intro BEFORE the video.

4. Whataya Want From Me

5. Soaked

6. Aftermath

7. Strut

8. Sure Fire Winners

9. Music Again

I'm sorry I had to interrupt your supposed viewing of the video with this really important paragraph. IT IS OF UTMOST IMPORTANCE, AND IS A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH.

You can't see it in the video but at this point, Monte walked over to my side, which was supposedly Tommy's side most of the time, to play. Okay fine, the first time he walked over was during Sure Fire Winners. I was screaming and flailing and going "MONTEEEEEEEE!" when he came over. I think he heard me... Or saw me jumping and flailing with my glitter get-up.

In any case, he pointed at me halfway through Sure Fire Winners before going back to the other side of the stage. At this point in time, all I was thinking is "Monte Pittman did NOT just do that." and subsequently drowning in my own fantasies and losing track of the concert.

Back to the "Music Again" performance. Monte Pittman came over to my side again during that song and I was, again, screaming and flailing and shouting "MONTEEEEEE!" all over again just for the heck of it.

And Monte pointed at me, again. (cue girly squeals and more jumping.

Not only had he pointed at me AGAIN, he threw his guitar pick in MY direction, towards ME. I was so shocked, my reflexes were really slow. By the time I realised I should catch it, the guitar pick fell onto the ground, in front of the barricades that has prevented me from running on stage and glomping each and every one of them. Okay fine, all the SINGLE performers. I'm allowed to do that right? I hope.

Before you disbelievers start to think that it could've been a coincidence that he threw it in my direction, there IS proof that his intention was for me to have it, or so I think.

ONE: He pointed at me before throwing the guitar pick.
TWO: He didn't put in much strength in his throw, thus showing that he has intended it for the people in the front row right? And
THREE: He threw another guitar pick into the crowd after If I Had You and this time, he threw it towards the back.

SEE POINT PROVEN, MONTE-FUCKING-PITTMAN NOTICED ME! *gives smug smile*

Monte's Guitar Pick

COOL RIGHT!

I'm totally joking, I'm really honoured that Monte actually took the effort to give me his guitar pick instead of pointedly ignoring my Monte screams. *sigh* Monte, you're so nice. *cyber hugs* I swear, I've never seen such a nice and down-to-Earth celebrity. (Monte's famous, in a way. He has his own wikipedia page and had toured with Madonna before. How cool is that?)

10. If I Had You

IF I HAD YOU. *flashes peace sign*

Brooke and Adam.

11. Encore: Mad World

All in all, that day was A.W.E.S.O.M.E. I found myself talking to completely random strangers and squealing with them as if we were friends for years and pretty much found new friends because of Adam Lambert. I don't know about you, but heck, I'm too fucking deep in this fandom. I've met a whole lotta awesome people there and I don't think I'd like to leave.

September 25th, 2010 : The Best Fucking Day Of My Life.

P/S: I may have gotten the order wrong somewhat, but you have to understand. When you're there, the whole experience is so surreal, half the time you find yourself thinking "This did not just happen." AND my brain doesn't work very well under extreme excitement.

P/P/S: Lambliff Kiss Photo: Credits

P/P/P/S: Photos with @wxteoevilyn watermark: Here and Here

P/P/P/P/S: Photos with rikei_07 watermark: Here

P/P/P/P/P/S: To Eviez and Rikei: tweet/DM me if you don't want your photos here k? I'm so sorry I haven't asked you guys for permission yet :(

The Hunger Games

2010-10-03T23:20:00.000+08:00

Day 28: Blog About A Fictional Book

I shall go past my Harry Potter fandom and really recommend this book.

It's called The Hunger Games Trilogy by Suzanne Collins. (Well, duh. I just posted the cover of the first book.)

It starts of with The Hunger Games, and it's followed by Catching Fire, and finally, Mockingjay. It's quite sci-fi because it involves this country called Panem, which sits on what we know today as North America. The country itself, is divided into 12 districts and the Hunger Games is an annual games where 2 tributes (one boy and one girl between the ages 12-18) from each of the districts are thrown into an arena and fight to kill. The last person alive is the winner.

The story revolves around two characters, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark, with the story narrated by Katniss's point of view. Katniss volunteered to go for the Hunger Games in place of her sister, Primrose, whom she thought was too fragile.

I shan't be a spoiler and reveal what happens in the end. Ultimately, this book is one of THE books I highly recommend. Put it this way, I couldn't put the book down at all. I just kept reading and devoured the entire book, all 200+ pages of it in 3 hours.

I'm now looking for Catching Fire and Mockingjay. The first book was a complete cliffhanger.

Well if you're impatient, you can always go to wikipedia :)

Sorry.

2010-10-02T23:20:00.000+08:00

Day 27: A Letter To Someone You Wished Could Forgive You

Maybe someday you'd see this and somehow figure out what I've been talking about you. For now, I shall just pray that you'd forgive me. I know it's hard for you to believe that it wasn't me, but one day, maybe, just maybe, you'd believe me. If you're still so sure it was me who did it, I shan't convince you otherwise. Forgive me for being such a bad friend.

xoxo, Denise.

The Day Adam Lambert Stepped On Singapore Shores

2010-10-01T23:19:00.000+08:00

Day 26: Blog About Whatever Tickles Your Fancy

Do I even have to mention that this would be an Adam Lambert post? I meant to post about my experience during Adam's arrival in Singapore aeons ago, but I never really got around to it because I posted the experience at my livejournal, which, I am not prepared to reveal to the general public yet. No, there's nothing scandalous at my livejournal, it's just fan-fiction and Adam Lambert fandom.

This was pretty much where I went on that day (24 Sept 2010): Home - Dover - Citylink Mall - Changi Airport - AMKHub - Home.

I was so excited about that day that I barely had 4 hours of sleep, I just kept tossing and turning in anticipation. Come on, if you can meet your idol face-to-face at less than a metre away, would you be calm enough to even fall into a peaceful enough slumber? At that point in time, I was just grateful I haven't started bouncing off the walls.

I figured I should explain the reason why I had to go to SP before making my way to the airport. Well, my camera was with my sister's boyfriend at that time, so I had not much of a choice but to go meet him just so I could take photos at the airport, as well as during the concert itself. Le sigh.

Okay back to topic. If my memory hadn't failed me, I woke up at about 6.30AM that day out of nerves and decided to just go on twitter and hyperventilate before leaving the house at about 8. I know that's kinda early considering the fact that Adam's only rumoured to arrive 12 - 2PM.

That aside, I went to meet @AmeliaNorman, who is someone I made friends with on twitter. So we've never seen each other before. Well, we did see each other during Adam's autograph session in March but we didn't know each other then. So yep. She was the first person whom I've made friends with online and in real life. It's amazing how we started talking immediately after we met each other. In fact, I'm amazed at how we could recognise each other. (Oh then again, I was in an Adam Lambert tee, will post it later on)

We ended up walking around Citylink Mall in search for a silver marker, because I really wanted the glam troupe to sign on my shirt. After which, I would never wash that shirt again and just hang it up or something. So yes, I was in desperate need of silver markers because my shirt was... Green? Grey? Greenish grey.

To cut the long story short, we ended up rushing to Changi Airport to meet Rikei, Tiara, Liwen and many others. Obviously, I forgot most of their names the moment Rikei introduced them to us. At that time, it was about 11 plus? So we all positioned ourselves at the barricades, which was already set up, waiting for Adam's arrival.

The sweetest bit about the whole wait is that more Glamberts started streaming in and I kind of became the most recognisable person around because of the fact that I was wearing a shirt with Adam fucking Lambert on it. Oh well, I don't mind, really. That was when I met more international Glamberts. There was one from Indonesia and another from Britain, but she was originally Japanese. Cool much. Adam has contributed to the whole globalisation thing. (Also, the British Glambert's last name is Lambert. How coincidental)

The reporter from TNP then came at around 12 and started talking to us. Or rather, she talked to my friends, and then asked what I was gonna wear to the concert tomorrow, and that was when she requested for my name and stuff. So yep, that explains the whole newspaper article drama(or the lack thereof). I did NOT tell her that I skipped school that day, so I assume she overheard me that day. What a sly reporter, I'm not even famous and you have to misquote me. What. An. Asshole.

So basically, all of us just killed time chatting and getting to know one another while waiting for Adam's supposed arrival. At that time, we were mostly guesstimating their arrival by their tweets, in which I now worship @Monterrific (or Monte, Adam's musical director and guitarist), who pretty much kept us updated.

As the clock ticked by and it hit 1PM and there were rumours that the flight from Hong Kong has landed. So we were all jittery already, anticipating Adam's walking out. We all swore not to scream or flail when we see Adam because we know how much he dislikes screaming fans at airports.

I think all of our nerves got worse as Adam still made no appearance after 1.20PM. We were all afraid it would be just like the time in March, where Adam left via the VIP exit, and all of us the fans who were there at that point in time, didn't get to see him at all. So yeah, we were all damn fucking scared that would happen seeing that most of us were already positioned there and waiting.

And waiting... And waiting...

I was trying to distract myself by spazzing out when I saw someone in a straw hat, and I was convinced it was Taylor, though nobody saw them. Okay needless to say, I earned myself many glares from my sudden spazzing and going "OMG I SAW A STRAW HAT!"

And then @wxteoevilyn pointed to somewhere behind me and shouted, "Adam's here, Adam's here!"

We all gave her the "-_____- uh huh. You expect us to believe that when you did that about 3 million times before?" look. Well, she did cry wolf a lot just for the heck of it. It's kinda funny though, when all of our heads snapped back just to see whether Adam was there.

Oh well, Evelyn ended up having to say, "I'm serious. HE'S FUCKING THERE" before we all turned back. Guess what?

ADAM FUCKING LAMBERT WAS INDEED THERE.

*Cue fan-girl screaming*

The only two people I knew who weren't screaming were probably Marcus and Yingzi, who weren't hardcore Glamberts. They were just there to soak in the atmosphere, and take photos of Adam Lambert. Oh well, it's a Marcus thing to go see celebrities for the heck of it. (Well I do too, we went to Tokio Hotel's autograph session once, just for me to see Bill and Tom Kaulitz)

Back to topic. (Sorry, I'm awfully good at digressing)

Well, Adam was RUSHED to the exit so quickly, he was gone even before you could finish shouting "ADAM!" I blame that on the whole F1 thing. Well, on the plus side, he flashed a peace sign towards my direction. I'd like to think that he flashed it at me but I can't tell because he was in shades. (Also, there was this tiny bit of me that was flailing for Neil, Adam's brother, who was right beside him)

Smart Denise totally forgot about her camera throughout the whole thing. I switched it on, screamed and completely forgot about the existence of my camera. So thank goodness for the invention of @Dream2Breakaway, or Ying Zi, for that matter. *worships mini statue of Yingzi*

So after deciding to chase after Adam Lambert, and watching him leave with Neil in a white Mercedes van, with somebody reciting the license plate. I started asking "OH MY GOD WHAT ABOUT THE BAND AND THE DANCERS?!" to anybody who was sane enough to listen. How on Earth I could think about that when I just say him at that time is beyond my comprehension. My brain works in mysterious ways.

After all my sudden asking, I decided to just go with the flow and line myself against the inside of the barricades. Now that his Majesty has left, security was significantly less stringent. So we could now be within touching distance of the glamtroupe.

They all streamed out. Starting with Terrance, then Brooke (choreographer, dancer), Sutan(makeup artist), Taylor(dancer), Camilla(keyboardist), Isaac(drummer), Monte(musical director, guitarist), Sasha(dancer) and finally Warren(backstage crew).

At that time, my mind was in a whirl from the overexposure to glam and glitter. So all I could do without pouncing on any of them was screaming their names, shouting "hi!" and attempting not to go \o/ like how I did with Adam.

Let's see what happened...
1. Terrance Spencer - I screamed "TERRANCE!" before waving and giving a smile that I'm sure looked more like ":B" then ":)". Well, he did wave back, so I'm fucking happy about that.

2. Brooke Wendle - Poor girl, I screamed "BROOKE I LOVE YOU!' in her face before giving her a high five. She looked like she was ready to run away from me, screaming. Oh well, sorry babe. I didn't mean to scream that loudly.

3. Sutan Amrull - At that point in time, all I could think of was, "whoa Sutan you're tall!" and that's about it. He didn't notice me though. For one, I was too short. The top of my head barely reached the height of his nipple, just sayin'.

4. Taylor Green - I figuratively melted on the spot when I saw him and pretty much just gave the ♥_♥ eyes. He actually is fucking adorable in real life. I can't really remember what happened when I saw him though, all I could remember was my mind going blissfully *blank*.

5. Camilla Grey - Again, she's a poor dear. I was so happy seeing her that I screamed into her face, or her boob, given my height. I distinctly remember screaming "OH MY GOD. HI CAM!" She grimaced before giving me a wave before quickly walking away. I guess she had this feeling that I was going to pounce on her. Oh well.

6. Isaac Carpenter - I smiled and waved at him although I had no idea who he was at that time. Well, I do. But it was more of, "is that Isaac?" So yep. ISSAC, IF ONLY I COULD RECOGNISE YOU THEN. (Now I do. What *defensive*, he joined the band fairly recently)

7. Monte Pittman - Monte's the nicest person I've ever met, I swear. I remember shouting "MONTEEEEEEEEE!" and he raised his hand in a high five, so I high fived him, too. I could feel the callouses on his hand. After which, all I could remember thinking was, "I did NOT just high five the guitarist of Madonna... OH FUCK YEAH I DID!" before doing a jig, I literally did.

8. Sasha Mallory - I HUGGED HER. I HUGGED HER. I FUCKING HUGGED HER. I remember going "Sasha can I have a hug?" and she replied "Aww okay". She did say something during our hug but I couldn't catch it. *sigh* Also, she smells nice. (Shannon, don't kill me for saying this, but your girlfriend smells awesome!)

9. Warren Willis - He's one of the nicest people I met too! He kinda said hi to each and every one of us and shouting "HIGH FIVE!" before giving us a high five. Oh well. Adam associates himself only with the nicest people, right?

I actually spazzed when I saw straw hats after seeing Taylor in one.

SUTAN THE MAKE UP ARTIST.

GORGEOUS TAYLOR PHOTO.

Cam looks like she just wants to get out of here DDD:

Brooke, Cam, Sutan, Monte at the back. (I LOVE HIS "HUH?" LOOK)

(for more photos: click here and then start clicking on the word "previous")

Yes Tommy was missing from all this because he was stuck in Hong Honk (his spelling, not mine, lol) after losing his passport. That poor kitty must have been traumatised by the whole thing. I was kinda sad about not seeing Tommy but I guessed I'll get to talk to him real life, soon, maybe. On the whole, I'm just glad he could make it to Singapore. I would've CRIED if he didn't.

Hmm... Airport arrival aside. We all sat down to eat after realising that none of have eaten because we were so excited. Oh well, we all only realised that we were starving after we finished hyperventilating and flailing. That was when I met @Sethshomaru, who is, also, my friend on twitter. Cool much.

Pauline, founder of the Singapore Glamberts, came at around two to take a photo of those we stayed. She hasn't posted the photos of us at the airport yet, so I can't post a photo of that. Oh well.

All in all, that was a fabulous day. Until I saw....

THIS:

ANGRY >:(

Oh and one more thing, this is my Adam Lambert tee!:

Fuck you, fuck you very very much.

2010-09-30T23:17:00.000+08:00

Day 25: A Letter To The Person You Hate The Most/ Caused You A Lot Of Pain
(Posted on October 16th,2010)

Dear founder of the Westboro Baptist Church,
It has came to my attention that you are spreading the word of hate to your followers in your church. I am a 16 year-old Asian female living in Singapore, half-way around the globe. I know you would have gotten mail of similar hatred but I just thought it would be beneficial for you to get one more.

Your blistering speech for homophobia and close-mindedness is unsettling. Why the propoganda? Being in your church is like dictatorship, it's either you do it or you die. Why are you tearing apart families just because one of them do not share your belief, or have doubts about the hypocrisy of what you believe is the truth? I have always respected religion, if you can seek solace in it, why not? But your "christianity" is nothing like christianity, you're fucking preaching about every debatable thing in the bible. My question is, "Why?"

Yes I bet you are rolling your eyes at the fact that this is hatemail coming from an Adam Lambert fan, a Glambert, someone you think would be sent to the deepest pits of hell for supporting something that is not natural. Am I not right? For one, I think we'd be going to different type of hells seeing that I'm not even christian to begin with.

Okay I'm getting tired of slamming you, but I do hope you'd pass away soon, or see reason. Your reason for hate is really nonsensical.

Yours (un)sincerely,
Denise.

Glitter Girls.

2010-09-29T00:56:00.000+08:00

Day 24: Blog About A Photo Taken Of You Recently

Sorry, I miss GNT so much I just had to post this photo. Basically, these are the people I've been hanging out with the whole 10 hours that day. They were the ones that made queuing up for Adam a relatively fun experience - it would have only been tolerable without them because Adam is a strong motivation. Oh well. I ♥ you guys! As you can see, only Amelia and I are camera-ready, the rest of 'em are all doing their own things. Oh well... It's good to smile for the cameraaaa *sing-song voice* Also, did I mention how much I love the I ♥ U ADAM hand? I have two! That means I can do a seal clap with it.

I swear to god, GNT is probably one of the most fucking memorable experience I'll ever have in my life. For one, I met Adam Lambert, hugged Sasha, high-fived Brooke and Monte AND got Monte's guitar pick. This is also my first concert... Well non-band concert, that is.

I FAIL IN LIFE.

If only.

2010-09-28T00:30:00.000+08:00

Day 23: A Letter To A Deceased Person You Wished You Could Talk To
(Posted on Oct 15,2010)

Dear Gramps,
I wished you didn't have to die of cancer even before I was born. If only I had the chance to get to know you before you passed away, if only I had a photo of you just so I could see what you looked like, but I don't. I hope you're happy wherever you are, I don't know if you ever come back during the 7th Month but I wouldn't mind if I saw you around the house, it'd be awesome.

Love, Denise.

I was born too late.

2010-09-27T00:29:00.000+08:00

Day 22: Blog About A Photo Taken Of You Over 10 Years Ago
(posted on Oct 15,2010)

I'm pretty sure this was my fourth birthday in kindergarten. As usual, I had the "Oh I'm supposed to smile?" expression all over my face. Speaking of which, have you noticed how much my face hasn't changed? I see Ju-lyn crying on the extreme left - that's nothing abnormal, if my memory didn't fail me, she was always crying. But still.. She was a nice girl :) Also, the girl on my left was my best friend, Ong Ting - she's on facebook!

Cos there's nothing that I wanna do, but try to make it up to you.

2010-09-26T00:25:00.000+08:00

Day 21: A Letter To Someone You Don't Talk To As Much As You'd Like To

(I'm starting to wonder if anybody would ever bother to even click the archives to read the ramblings I cheat-posted. But who cares, I'll feel really retarded if I don't complete this blog challenge so I'm going to continue with this anyway)

Dear Mel,
I'm pretty sure you remember how we became friends as much as I did. We were both so crazy over Twilight then! And I was actively participating in the Twilight group thing in facebook and you were there asking if you could be friends with the rest of us Twilight fans and I said yes.

And that marked the start of our friendship. I'm just glad we both got over our Twilight fandom, I'm so embarrassed by that phase of my life. I refuse to believe that I was head over heels with stupid vampires. Oh dear. Though I have to say, I'm Team Jasper, he's my favourite vampire.

I'm so sorry we haven't really been talking nowadays, I've really been busy with my school work, so I'm not really online much right now. I really miss our conversations although it almost always ends up with one of us saying something quite stupid.

I'll make it up to you after my exams. I wish I'd be able to see you in person, maybe we would, someday. If only we weren't separated by oceans, or fucking CONTINENTS for that matter :(

xx, Denise.

I'm Here For Your Entertainment

2010-09-25T00:20:00.000+08:00

Day 20: Blog About A Photo You Took
(Written on Oct 08)

I know I've posted this before, in my fan girl Adam Lambert post in my October archive but who the fuck cares. I fucking love this photo! See I love it so much I had to say two "fuck"s in two consecutive sentences. POINT PROVEN. I fucking love this. I can't get over Dante (which is Terrance's ass).

To be honest, I don't remember taking this photo during Voodoo because my memory has became a blur. I was far too gone in my fan girl delirium and ecstasy to really concentrate on what I was taking a photo of. I was watching his sing and trying to take in the entire Glam Nation.

All in all, I miss that day. I really do. I forgot the last time I did sprinting SO willingly... Then again, that's probably the first time I sprinted willingly.

I iz such a glambert. *face palms*

Lahve Our BaybeeBoy

2010-09-24T21:40:00.000+08:00

Day 19 : A Letter To Someone You Could Meet

(Okay again, I'm cheating again by editing the date. So to be partly truthful, I shall inform you guys that I've only written this on October 8th. Oh well, I AM busy with my upcoming O'levels and all, I'm only taking a break right now. Also, since I haven't really gotten over my GNT hangover, I shall talk about Adam. Whut, *defensive* Once a glambert, always a glambert. Haven't you heard?)

Dear Adam Lambert,

On this day 2 weeks ago, you landed on Singapore shores severely jetlagged and fucking exhausted. I will never forget that day in my life as you left through the normal entrance admist our screams. You probably didn't notice me when you flashed me the peace sign but it's okay, I understand. I'm really sorry about our screaming though, we swore to keep quiet but we've been waiting for too long and seeing you in real life for the first time without being in glam garb has a certain effect on us SG Glamberts.

The day after, you gave me the best day of my life. I just thought it'd be nice if you knew how much all of us loves you, even to the extent of queuing up 9 hours before your show, so do come back again k? We're all missing you already! I thank you for the Lambliff in Fever on that day - I didn't expect you to that in homophobic Singapore, so really, thank you so much! Thank you for your rad vocals that day that blew me away, as did 40,000 others. I do hope you noticed me in my glitter 'do.on the front row who was screaming her lungs out. But if you don't, again it's okay. I didn't really expect you to, I just hoped that the smile you gave to people in my direction was for me, just in case my intuition wasn't right.

I'm sorry most of us couldn't attend your second concert in Singapore, it was far too pricey for us and we really couldn't afford it. I just thought you should know that most of us have been depressed about the fact that we had to miss your performance that day and that we were screaming and rooting for you guys from wherever we are. So I do hope you enjoyed that day, you didn't tweet, so we don't know :(

Thank you for all the great experiences I've had as a glambert, thank you for showing me that it's okay to be myself, thank you for giving me the chance to know fucking awesome people I'd never get to meet if it weren't for you, thank you for changing my life.

All in all, I do hope I'd get to talk to you one day, and take a photo. But till then, break a leg in all of your performances and keep doing whatever you do. As a member of the global glambert community, we're all behind you in whatever you do. Have fun and I do hope you find the love of your life (we all hope it's Tommy though :P), I love you in a total fan girly way!

With loads of fuckin' glitter,
Denise, @retroglitter

No escapin' when I start.

2010-09-23T22:00:00.000+08:00

Day 18: Blog About A Photo You Took
(scheduled post)

Sorry. I felt the need for fandom, AGAIN. Yes believe it or not, I DID take that photo. Took it on March 13th, on the day of Adam's autograph session. I went there at about 1130AM and the queue snaked past Toast Box, I swear! AND Adam's autograph session would only start at 4pm. (Though he came 15 mins late, but let's not go there)

And this was when I started my fandom, 'cos I got to know other glamberts like me. Oh and that was the day I learnt about the badgers, and Tommy Ratliff. Teehee. So yes, that was pretty much the start of the new, more hysterical me. And that was when I fell in love with Tommy Ratliff <3 Hehe. I'm really sorry I went back to fandom. But really, I've never regretted my choice. So take me as I am, with my fangirling, or don't care about me at all. Teehee.

IMGUNNAEATYOUHOAR

2010-09-22T22:09:00.000+08:00

Day 17: A Letter To Your Favourite Internet Friend
(scheduled post)

Again, I suck at favourites. So I'm gonna write this letter to the first person who popped into my head.

Dear Kayla/@fritzandpancake,
HULLOHOAR! If my memory's not failing me, we knew each other when I followed you on twitter right? Well that was after I fell in love with your fics, and that was when we started tweeting each other everyday. I never regretted following you and imagine my shock when I found out that you're 16, just like me!

Thanks for being my flail-mate on the most random things, like poptarts and Adam's toes. It's fun to go really crazy with someone. Remember the time we were talking about clouds? And it became a fic for you? It was so funny and really random I bet people thought we were high on crack or something.

Also, if it weren't for your encouragement, I wouldn't have dared to post my fan-fics, Thanks for being my beta, if it weren't for you, my first fic would never have made such an impact. Also, if I ever become a fic, I owe my thanks to you, really. PLEASE stay as my beta so I wouldn't have to torture others with my horrideous english. (Already did once, on the adorable toes, never gonna do that again)

I LOVE YOU HOAR. *munch*

SPREADING GLITTER WITH YOU,
DENISE./@retroglitter

Life.

2010-09-21T21:46:00.000+08:00

Day 16: Blog About A Photo That Makes You Angry Or Sad
(scheduled post)

I don't even have to say why this photo makes me sad right? It's positively heartbreaking.

From what I know, this is the story behind this photo. The photographer took a photo of this child to show the starvation in Africa. The vulture is there to wait for the child to die as it is said that vultures can sense death. This child was crawling towards the mission aid camp to get food. However, as instructed, the photographer ran towards the camp which was probably a mile away, to get help for this child.

But when they went back to where he found the child... The child was gone. So was the vulture.

This photo won many awards, but the photographer committed suicide out of sheer guilt.

*sigh* This photo is a reminder on why you should cherish life, for this child's life was taken away as he/she was crawling towards his/her only source of food. He/she is only one in the millions of the starving in Africa, all nameless, all dying, and all uncared for.

Treasure life as it is, never complain, cos there's always someone who's worse off than you are. And this child, is the reason why you should NEVER contemplate suicide.

Friday I'll Be Over U

2010-09-20T22:54:00.000+08:00

Day 15: A Letter To Your Ex-Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Love/Crush

Dear you-know-who,
Whatever that I've always wanted to say, have been said. So there's no need for me to write it all down here. It was nice, while it lasted, I thank you for the memories but I'd trade the bad ones to forget the good ones. I wish you ever happiness. We're done.

Denise.

Adam. Adam. Adam. Adam.

2010-09-19T01:07:00.000+08:00

Day 14: Blog About A Photo That Makes You Happy

March 13th, 2010. Picture says it all.

Hullo thar.

2010-09-18T01:05:00.000+08:00

Day 13: A Letter To A Stranger

Dear Stranger,
It was really nice to meet you, and although we met a few months back, I do hope we'd see each other again cos you're too fuckin' adorable. Also, I've never seen you around my estate before so I'm guessing you're new here. Sometimes I wonder where you stay, just so I can act like a fangirl and pretend that I'm walking by for fun. Sounds like a great idea, no? In any case, the next time I see you, I will not turn back just to see where you're heading because it's really embarrassing when you caught me staring. Bleh. All in all, it'd be nice to see you again.

Love,
Denise

(OMG SO FAN GIRL. I KNOW)

Homophobia.

2010-09-17T01:04:00.000+08:00

Day 12: Blog About Whatever Tickles Your Fancy

I have to apologise beforehand for any grammatical mistakes or incoherence in this post because I'm typing this with a fever, so yes my brain cells are pretty much lounging around like potatoes and not doing anything productive. (As am I, actually, but let's not go there.)

Seeing that I changed the date of this post just so it would coincide with the supposed "Day 12", I think it's time you guys know that this was written on Sept 20. Way after the supposed "day 12", and yes I'm gonna fangirl, or protect Adam, whichever you please.

Creds: TLL

For those who aren't following me on twitter, or don't own a twitter or don't check paparazzi/entertainment news online, it's time you should know that Adam Lambert had a run-in with a member of the paps recently. Two days ago, I think. Basically, Adam and his troupe (or friends, whichever way you see it) were at the beach in Florida and pretty much lounging around for a much-needed break...

... And there came the paparazzi. Adam tolerated with them for awhile, posing for photos and stuff but he got too uncomfortable knowing that there would be photos of him eating or drinking so he wanted to leave. And as they were packing up, a member of the paps came too close and Adam told him to go away, which he refused.

So that pap followed Adam around while he was packing up and said something really offensive to provoke him, so Adam, being already irritated and frustrated, turned around and tried to grab his camera, just so he could well, grab his camera and scream at the pap.

6 hours later, the same pap went over the police station to accuse Adam Lambert of simple battery, claiming that Adam grabbed his bagpack with his camera in it and throttled him to the ground. However, photos clearly showed that the camera was in his hand and that he was smiling/laughing as Adam tried to grab the camera from him. The policeman also noted that there wasn't any bruises or lacerations on the pap so I guess it's all over now, they can't charge Adam, can they? (If they did, we might just glitter bomb the poor pap's house or the prison, whichever)

Creds: TLL

This brings me to my next point.

The Daily10 news got wind of Adam's run-in with the paps and reported on it, alongside Russel Brand's, Katy Perry's fiance. And the new "d bag", or so Adam puts it, made a really homophobic and crude joke on NATIONAL-FUCKING-TV.

The thing is, the show was RECORDED, not LIVE. So why on Earth did the daily10 producers and editors let that snippet slip past them? It's no wonder we have homophobia, the media's doing its part by spreading it. Don't preach about world peace and equality for all if you're spreading homophobia.

Saying that Adam would enjoy getting raped in prison is like saying that all gay men are sluts. Well, fuck you. Gay men enjoy getting rape as much as straight women do, didn't you know that? Gay men are people too, I'm surprised you didn't know. Maybe you should get a dozen peacocks stuffed down your ass before you understand.

It was so insensitive, it made my jaw drop. I mean, REALLY? You fucking said that on National TV and expect us to keep mum about it? I do hope people boycotted that show when they found out. I don't have cable, so I don't have that much of a choice to boycott.

(Sorry, Tommy's too cute. And it IS kinda apt here isn't it)

And this was Adam's tweet in reaction to the video: It's Adam's Twitter Page

Credits

On hindsight, the broadcaster (or d bag) tweeted an apology to Adam for his homophobic remark, saying that it's an attempt in humour. Also, he was subbing in for the regular guy. Hmm.twitter

So that's the closing of the whole hooha I GUESS. I don't know, just figured I should let all my rants out before I burst. Okay I'm totally being dramatic here, I already ranted on twitter. Just had to rant it here too.

On something thorougly unrelated...

COUNTDOWN TO MEETING ADAM: 5 DAYS. >

*bounces around throwing glitter all over the place

Soaked to the bone.

2010-09-16T01:03:00.000+08:00

Day 11: A Letter To Your Dreams

Dear Dreams,
I wished I could remember you more but I usually don't, if only I could remember each and every one of you but only a few of you stand out enough for me to remember. I hope you wouldn't haunt me if I don't remember you and I do hope I can get to know you dreams better, hehehehe. Also, I'd like to thank you guys for all the memorable ones that I shall not disclose here. Love ya guys and please, do NOT give me nightmares.

(the second type of dream)
I hope I'll reach you soon, I really do. But for now, don't run away from me. I'm doing whatever I can to reach you so don't give up on me, I may give up once in awhile when I'm overwhelmed but do realise that you are what I want to achieve, ultimately. I really hope I'll reach you soon.

love,
Denise.

Quotes

2010-09-15T00:19:00.000+08:00

Day 10: Blog About Your Favourite Quote

Not again?! *face palms*

Oh fuck you Blog Challenge, I'm just going to list a few of my favourite quotes and maybe explain why I love the quotes so much. I don't know about you, but there is no way I'm going to be really pretentious and start posting inspirational quotes - as you can already tell, I'm hardly motivated, or optimistic for that matter.

In no particular order, other than whichever that pops into my head first...

I can't remember the link for this photo, so tag me if you do know so that I can credit k?

(1) "Love overcomes hate. Love has no colour. Love has no orientation. All is love." - Adam Lambert
This is probably the quote all Glamberts would know seeing that he has repeated this a lot. Well, this quote doesn't need much dissecting, does it? Basically, Adam wanted to spread the message of love and that of peace. And he usually says this just before he sings If I Had You, which he says, is a song about how we can get all the success, fame, fortune and sex we want, it'll never mean anything unless we connect it with love. So yes, you get my point I suppose?

(2) "If embarrassment is a crime - that's all I'm guilty of." -Adam Lambert
This is with regards to Adam supposedly "attacking" a member of the paparazzi after he refused to leave, and that idiot (the pap, not Adam) filed a police report for simple battery and claiming that Adam had grabbed his bag pack, which had a camera in it, and pummelled him to the ground. Or something along the lines of that, to which Adam tweeted that. Full tweet here. The whole drama is still going on as I type this, so yes it's taking every ounce of my willpower to not rant about it here.

(3) "Every time anybody pulls you down, every time anybody says you're not allowed. Just remember, you are not alone in the aftermath." -Adam Lambert
And these are song lyrics, Aftermath by Adam Lambert. It's probably one of the more inspiring songs in his album, For Your Entertainment. This song is about how you should never be afraid of who you really are and always be who you are, regardless of the outcome. It basically means having the courage to be different, and be proud of it. So yes, this song has become one of my faves.

Sorry I forgot where I got this from.

(4) "You're never gonna be cool, so stop trying." - Gerard Way
I heard him say this three years ago, and three years later, I can still remember this particular line during an interview with NME.com. That should be enough to tell you how much that has made an impact on me. I'm not afraid to say this, 3 years ago I always wanted to blend in and be well, y'know, "cool". And then I found My Chemical Romance after a series of dramatic events. And when he said that, it was like"wow, why haven't I thought about that?" and my life changed ever since. Thank you Gerard, thank you My Chemical Romance <3

(5) "I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone." - My Chemical Romance
Again, this quote is actually a part of Famous Last Words, a song from The Black Parade. I don't think I have to explain this part of the song, would I? I swear, this is my all-time favourite song from them. I really miss My Chemical Romance though, they've been inactive for far too long.

Emotional Teaspoons.

2010-09-14T23:16:00.000+08:00

Day 08: Blog About Your Favourite Book

What's up with all the favourites? I can be quite opinionated and biased sometimes most of the time, but I really am fickle-minded and I cannot make up my mind when it comes to favourites. You should probably be able to tell by now that I cannot make a decision, and stay by it.

My all-time favourite would be the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling,
My current favourite would be Last Whisper by Carlene Thompson - a book I found while randomly looking for books to read at the library,
And the one I'm supposed to list as a favourite would be The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time by Mark Haddon, because I'm tested on that novel for my exams.

That sounds just about right.

As you can see, I don't particularly stick to a specific genre to read but I have to say I generally gravitate towards murder-mystery and really shallow bimbotic ones. I'm sorry I am far too superficial and bimbotic to be able to read really in-depth novels.

At least I'm not pretentious about that. *defensive*
P/s: I'm sorry 'bout all the really short posts, I really hate picking favourites.

Dry your eyes, don't be afraid.

2010-09-13T23:09:00.000+08:00

Day 07: A Letter To Your Sibling (Or Close Relative)

Seeing that I have two siblings, I shall, for a rare time, be completely unbiased and write a letter for the both of them. I mean, they define me... In a way. I don't know, but I do believe they affect the way I think and stuff, other than for Adam Lambert - that they disagree with me.

Dear Cheryl,
I think we need more money and you need my fats. Also, I apologise for grabbing your clothes at whim but I can't help it, you haz nice clothes that I like. We can't be more different but I guess that makes us, us. I don't know, if you were just like me, the house would be really boring wouldn't it? AND mommy probably wouldn't allow me to go to all the concerts and stuff if it weren't for you. Come to think of it, I don't think you read my blog anymore. Do you? I doubt you have that much time to stalk your lil' sis, right? Bwahahaha. Yes I owe you $17 and I'd pay you back ASAP, like when I'm less broke. I don't know when that is but trust me, I will.

Dear Edan (or maggot),
I think you need to clear you table. It's fucking messy! And your room before Cheryl goes on another rant. By the way, thanks for the bubble tea just now. Teehee. Ah yes, please spend more time on your studies and actually bother to try to go up to express seeing that you're probably just gonna drop to Chinese language (basic) next year. So yes, go up to express please and DON'T bother wasting one year of your life staying in that cesspool we call a school. It ain't worth it. You're bright, you're really clever. Don't let your sloth determine your destiny, you'd make it. More than Cheryl and I, cos unlike you, we don't have brainz. Or your ass.

Xoxo,
Denise.

(Will edit this tomorrow, I did this upstairs. In my room)

Ugly Betty.

2010-09-12T21:59:00.000+08:00

Day 06: Blog About Your Favourite TV Programme.

I'm really sorry about the inactivity, I had my preliminary exams. (Or Prelims, for short) And all in all, to summarise the entire Prelims, I'm pretty sure I'd pass all my subjects, other than Amath. I'm sorry, I just cannot associate Greek/Roman/Latin symbols with numbers and pretend that they actually make sense.

I'm just glad it's over and done with.

Okay I have to be honest, I wrote this today (Sept 17) but I'm going to put it as a post on Sunday (Sept 12). You guys have no idea how much it killed me to be away from writing for so long, trust me.

Back to Blog Challenge. Hmm... My favourite TV Programme - now that's hard. To be honest, I'm hardly in front of the television, nothing much really catches my fancy. Nothing local that is, other than a select few drama on Channel 5. Channel 8's really boring.

I'm going to have to say it's either Ugly Betty...

Or America's Next Top Model (ANTM)

American Idol used to be one of my favourites, until Adam came into the scene, turned it upside down and Season 9 is now boring beyond belief. I'm sorry, I was hoping for a more dramatic season 9. And I really liked Siobhan, a pity she was eliminated so early.

Come to think of it, I didn't really follow both shows closely seeing that I don't own cable TV, nor do I really follow the TV schedule. I only caught Ugly Betty season 1 so I have no idea what's going on now and as for ANTM, the last cycle I watched was the petite model cycle... Which is cycle 13.

Well all I'm trying to say is, I'm not really a follower of TV shows, nor am I good at favourites.

I Love You

2010-09-11T23:03:00.000+08:00

Day 05: Write a letter to your parents.

Dear Papa/Marmite,
Whatever I've really wanted to say to you guys, I've already said it in the letter that I've written to you guys during the Adam Khoo workshop, so I guess I don't have to post everything I want to say to you guys over here, and I probably wouldn't because it'll be more than 4 pages long.

I'm sorry if I ever made you guys wanna throw me out of the house, if you guys would ever bear to.
I'm sorry if I ever made you cry, because I speak before I think.
I'm sorry if I ever made you feel ashamed, but I'm gonna try my best now.

I'm happy if there is an occasion where you'd be proud of me.

Oh and one more thing, I LOVE YOU T(W)OO!

With love,
Denise.

Avada Kedavra

2010-09-10T12:09:00.000+08:00

Day 04: Blog About Your Favourite Movie
(automated post)

Let me reiterate: I suck at favourites. *sigh* This is gonna be a killer, my favourite movie... My favourite movie... I don't really remember what movies I watch so I guess I'm going to pick the movie made based on my favourite book, or second favourite book.

Yes I've been talking about Harry Potter the whole time, NOT Twilight. Though I have to say, I used to be really crazy about that series last time. (note how I said last time, not now) Oh and for the record, I'm more towards the Team Jacob side but I'm totally on Team Jasper. (he's the most alluring vampire of them all, other than Carlisle)

*shakes head* Twilight aside, I shall go back to Harry Potter.

Come to think of it, what can I talk about Harry Potter(the movie)? My personal favourite's the first of the entire series though, because it's the closest to the book the movie has ever been. The subsequent sequels deviates from the book more and more - and this is especially case with HP & The Order Of The Phoenix.

I guess it's not all that possible to strictly follow the book but totally changing the antagonist of the story? Nah-uh. That's a definite no-go for me. Besides, I was really looking forward to see Cho Chang's acne after she blabbed about the DA. How severely anti-climatic. AND Sirius didn't die dramatically enough, c'mon director, Sirius deserves more than this.

Okay critique about the movie aside... I shall go onto my favourite character. And that is... Believe it or not, LUNA LOVEGOOD!

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How can you not like this girl, she's so adorable! And she's so much in her own world it makes the story so amusing when she says something really random, makes her so lovable. Oh and unlike Cho, she stayed on as DA after Harry left, and well... She's really nice! ♥

Credits

On a really superficial level, I'm a Draco Malfoy fan. Well let's not go there, shall we? I'm just glad he turned out okay towards the end - just irritated that he didn't end up marrying someone not of pure blood descent to spite his dad. Oh well, that's just me.

OKAY END OF POST.

I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock.

2010-09-09T12:00:00.000+08:00

Day 03: Write a letter to your crush.
(automated post)

Dear crush,
I wish I knew who you are seeing that I haven't met you yet. I'm sorry my letter would be really short because I wouldn't be able to describe in excruciating detail why I like you seeing that you are probably someone I would meet in the future.

Also, I'm sorry crush, the love of my life now (other than Adam Lambert) is the O'levels, so I guess you should not appear until after my O'levels ends. Capisce?

I love you! (well duh, if you're my crush, I'd probably want to say that right)

With lotsa love,
Denisefancypanties.

I am not afraid to walk this world alone.

2010-09-08T00:09:00.000+08:00

Day 02: Blog About Your Favourite Song
I suck at favourites, I never really had one particular favourite song before, and I don't think I ever will. You must have already noticed that I'm really fickle-minded and erratic - therefore I'm far too volatile to really stick to one choice.

Sorry Adam, I can't pick you because I love all of your songs and it'd be quite pointless if I listed each and every one of your songs. Don't worry, I'd squeeze your songs and you into more than one of the prompts, trust me. My gears are kicking in at full force.

Since I don't intend to use Adam Lambert's songs yet, I'm going to pick the song from my favourite band, and I'm picking the song that I'll NEVER get tired of listening to. And that's Famous Last Words. It's fucking awesome.

Now I know

That I can't make you stay

But where's your heart?

But where's your -

And I know

There's nothing I can say

To change that part

To change...

So many

Bright lights, that cast a shadow

But can I speak?

Well is it hard understanding

I'm incomplete

A life that's so demanding

I get so weak

A love that's so demanding

I can't speak

I am not afraid to keep on living

I am not afraid to walk this world alone

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven

Nothing you can say can stop me going home

Can't you see

My eyes are shining bright

'Cause I'm out here

On the other side

Of a jet black hotel mirror

And I'm so weak

Is it hard understanding

I'm incomplete

A love that's so demanding

I get weak

I am not afraid to keep on living

I am not afraid to walk this world alone

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven

Nothing you can say can stop me going home

I am not afraid to keep on living

I am not afraid to walk this world alone

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven

Nothing you can say can stop me going home

These bright lights have always blinded me

These bright lights are always blinded me

I say

I see you lying next to me

With words I thought I'd never speak

Awake and unafraid

Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me

With words I thought I'd never speak

Awake and unafraid

Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me

With words I thought I'd never speak

Awake and unafraid

Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me

With words I thought I'd never speak

Awake and unafraid

Asleep or dead

I am not afraid to keep on living

I am not afraid to walk this world alone

(Or dead)

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven

Nothing you can say can stop me going home

(Or dead)

I am not afraid to keep on living

I am not afraid to walk this world alone

(Or dead)

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven

Nothing you can say can stop me going home

I don't really have to explain in explicit detail why this is my favourite song right? It's awesome, it really is. Every single time I hear this song, I'll get internal strength to fight on, even if I was on the brink on giving up. My Chemical Romance, you changed my life, I love you guys!

Basically, my interpretation of this song is no matter how much you're hated for whatever you're doing, you should never be afraid. That and never be afraid of judgement, and that you should ALWAYS treasure your individuality.

But the song was written for Mikey by Gerard and Ray after Mikey moved out of the house for a while after getting manic depressive. And if you follow the album closely, this song is about the patient's will to fight his imminent death and how this could all have happened in his head etc.

I really really really LOVE this song because it's open for interpretation in so many ways, and I still get random inspirations from this song every now and then.

My Chemical Romance, ignore what the haters say, continue your writing, continue your singing. The MCRmy misses you guys. A LOT.

A place of hope and no pain, perfect skies with no rain.

2010-09-07T22:57:00.000+08:00

I'm trying this 60-day blog challenge that I saw on Yuxiang's blog. He confessed it was two separate 30-day challenge but he decided to merge it to become a 60-day one so here I am, with a 60 day challenge! But I'm gonna cheat though. Due to time constraints, I will set some posts on auto-post just so that I can study in peace, and you guys get to read my blog posts.

I'm pretty sure I'd blog after F1 Rocks, that's a given. I'd be in a post-adamgasmic bliss, therefore the need to flail on my blog, and possibly on Facebook, Twitter and LiveJournal as well. I haven't set a boundary for my cray yet, so be prepared. I warned you!

And now, let's begin.

Day 01: A Letter To Your Best Friend

(creds:alephunky)

(I honestly suck at a a particular favourite but I guess I shall go with someone who's with me the longest)

Dear Yuxiang,
I'm pretty sure you've already expected to see your name here but I'm gonna dedicate this letter to you for you're my best friend the longest. We've been really good friends for 2 years right? 2 short, but tumultuous years. I regretted not talking to you more when we were sec 1 but I guess I was too caught up in my own melodrama.

I shall not go into our best memories, which involves a certain teacher who looks like the bad trainer in the Karate Kid and Christopher Boone because it'd probably bore you to tears. That and you already know what I'm going to talk about.

Basically, I thank you for being there for me almost every time I needed a ear. Especially during... Well you know, I don't even have to say when, do I? I think I would've crumbled to pieces if it wasn't for you, so yes, thank you for your unwavering support and undying trust in me though I'm pretty sure I don't deserve that trust, or such a good friend like you.

We've drifted nowadays... I'm guessing it's because of the fact that we no longer have that much time to chat, and the fact that I haven't been really online in awhile, choosing to be on twitter. I'll make it up to you, I swear. After our O'levels, when our conversations are no longer cut short by homework.

To cut this really long letter short, a fucking huge THANK YOU for being there for me when I need you. I hope we'd stay this close after we graduate and go our separate ways. You, probably to Ngee Ann Poly, and I to Singapore Poly. Let's keep in touch kay? <3

And no I will not listen to your type of music. I agree with Qin. *high fives Qin*

Love,
Denise.

For every reason not to be there I think of two

2010-09-06T23:54:00.000+08:00

My blog must have reached an appalling state of decomposition... Okay fine it has.

I apologize for the hiatus, BUT THIS DOES NOT SIGNIFY THE END OF MY HIATUS. I'd be posting really infrequently because of my longer school hours and my larger homework piles, and therefore I have less time on the computer yada yada, you get my point.

Well my added homework pile and longer school hours aside, my life has currently reached a state of a very depressing cycle. It pretty much revolves around "School > Home > Do homework > Home" in no particular order. In fact, I can't recall the last time I really went out and enjoyed myself. (going out for tuition does not constitute as "going out" thank you very much)

Homework whining aside, I do have another reason behind my deserting of this blog, and the reason is.... I don't even have to mention, do I?

Yes. I've been pretty caught up in the Adam Lambert drama. (Okay fine, it's drama everyday with Adam around.)

So if you haven't heard, I'm going to F1 Rocks on September 25th to catch Adam Lambert (the dominant reason why I bought the ticket) and perhaps, to watch Daughtry as well. So please drop me a tag if you're going as well k?

To be honest, there's this really irritating voice at the back of my head that's chanting the word "O'levels". Oh well, fuck O'levels. Adam Lambert's so much more important, even if it's for that one hour. Okay admittedly, I'm going to devote my time stalking Adam when he comes over here. - yes that means if I have to skip school.

I'm far too into this for me to extricate myself from fandom. I might do that, nearer towards the O'levels, but what are my chances. Really.

*sigh* Okay I am now really distracted by 91.3FM, I suck at multi-tasking. 'Nuff said.

And this was a really random post. Oh well. BYE GUYS!

I'm sorry.

2010-07-29T21:51:00.000+08:00

On O'level hiatus till further notice!

Well "hiatus" in the sense that I probably wouldn't be blogging much, might blog if something spectacular happens in my life but otherwise, this space is going to be dead. Gotta start focusing on my studies.

HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY DADA.

2010-07-22T21:44:00.000+08:00

HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY DAD!

you must be happy that you're finally half a century ancient, hehehe.

Okay that was on 19th July, so I guess I'll just let the pictures do the talking:

Mom and Dad. Cheryl thinks my mom looks like an oversized red packet.

SUPER CANDID PHOTO. REALLY FUNNY.

Now when I said I look like my mom, would you believe me now? Believe it or not, I'm as fair as her, LAST TIME, before I started all my tanning nonsense. Okay, I was as fair as her, but I'm more pale. I generally looked more unhealthy, those who've seen my feet would know what I'm talking about. You can hardly see the tinge of pink.

Okay what the hell am I talking about. Never mind, gotta dash now. Goodbye.

Blasphemous.

2010-07-16T23:24:00.000+08:00

"God taught me to hate"
If it helps, that is the ultimate message I can get from all the picketing information I've gotten about the Westboro Baptist Church, essentially a hate group. They hate just about anything unconventional and they absolutely loathe homosexuality, and stating that "god hates fags". (link to their official web).

I actually knew of their existence some time ago, but I can't remember what I was randomly wiki-ing about when I stumbled upon this church. Just that at that time, I thought they were rather inactive in their picketing, and I do remember thinking that if they do picket, the first they'd aim would be Adam Lambert, and they did!

Photo Credits: @adamlambert

I did some research on the Westboro Baptist Church and this was what I found on their picket schedule , "...preach at Adam Lambert's Glam Nation (FAG) Tour in Wichita. Adam Lambert is the pied piper for fags, leading them and their enablers to hell. WBC will bring a faithful Bible message warning their neighbors of their imminent doom for loving the fags and their sin. Didn't your mama ever teach you about Romans 1?..."

I'm really sorry if I ever offend any Christians in the post but I have to say I don't intend to offend or insult Jesus, I just too pissed to not post about this church. How they managed to get the word "church" into their name, I'd like to know as well.

Let's get started with their quote, "didn't your mama ever teach you about Romans 1?" Well, the answer is NO. I'm not Christian, I'm taoist on paper but I count myself as agnostic. Let's not go there, in any case, I cannot believe they are trying to justify their reason for picketing.

Faithful bible message?! From my really not very in-depth knowledge of Christianity, and even then, I'm 99.9999% sure that Jesus do not hate. In fact, hate is one of the seven Deadly Sins, am I not right? So by saying that "God hates fags", it's equivalent to God sinning himself. That will just make things more complicated than it is now wouldn't it? Besides, "God hate fags" is an oxymoron, AND one of the most insulting ones I've ever seen.

I'm angry not because I feel that they are positively adulterating Jesus's message, and that coming from a non-Christian should speak tonnes, wouldn't it? I do not know exactly what Jesus's message is, I have never stepped into a church before and I never really had much progress when I tried reading the bible. And even then, I'm pretty sure God's message was that of Love, Peach and Harmony.

Well I may be wrong, but God's message is definitely not that of hate. Or of getting children to hold up the signs of what YOU believe in, that, is no more than brainwashing. These children will never have the chance to see the world outside YOUR narrow-mindedness, these children will never have the chance to befriend homosexuals and realize that they are just like us, these children will be just like YOU, because you have as good as brainwashed them.

If that isn't befouling the message of God, I don't know what is.

Okay that was reason number one behind my anger. The second reason is a bit more selfish and only affects a special bunch of people whom I love, my glamily

You have no idea how much it affected me when I saw Adam tweeting, "*sigh* God doesn't Hate. http://yfrog.com/2d350rjj" immediately after I came back from school. And that was the start of many hate tweets from the glamily - the dancers and the band.

From @Monte, "God doesn't hate anyone. Just for the record. Includling bushels of sticks that stick out. God might slightly dislike people who put signs in their kids hands that have negative conotations. I'm going to hurt these people someday. Law or not. Where I come from, sometime you need your ass beat. Just sayin'"

From @Taylor, "People Should Use There Energy In Better Ways. We Need To Be UNITED. Not Divided. http://yfrog.com/mr1snj,"

Will not post more, cos the rest of them semi-spammed twitter. Let's not get started about the irony between "GOD HATES AMERICA" and with them being American citizens, or with them being in America.

I don't know how the concert turned out in the end but I'm sure the picketing has dampened Adam, the band, the dancers and ultimately, the glamberts' mood. Even then, I do hope they managed to have some fun, and ignore the hate that was outside their doors.Adam just has too much love to share, yes?

I'm against homophobia, I never understood why people would be so adverse against homosexuality. Okay so it's a bit odd for two people of the same gender to be in a relationship, but guess what? It's still love, isn't it? So why be so "OH NO GAY. AHHH RUN FOR YOUR LIVESSSS!" over this?
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Okay I do understand that most religions are against homosexuality, and that many do find guidance in life because of their religion and are extremely devout. I'm just sad that I never had that sort of.... Higher being intervention before, maybe I did, I just never realised it.

In any case, what you believe in is your business, no? I don't believe in shoving your beliefs down the throats of others. And it is evident in this case, Westboro Baptist Church is as good as trying to convert the glamberts into Christianity, or to beg Adam to "mourn for your sins".

Well for one, Adam is Jewish. And even then, he isn't devout, so let's just assume he's atheistic. In this case, Adam would not believe in the existence of God, heaven, or hell. So hypothetically, if Adam does pass away (and I hope he doesn't. *hugs wood*), how on Earth would he end up in the same hell as that of the Westboro Baptist Church?

And that goes for the glamberts as well. I don't believe I'm sinning because I'm infatuated with someone who is gay, and I'm pretty sure all the Glamberts would agree.

Please excuse the incoherence, grammatical mistakes and general mess of this post. My brain has turned to goop from practicing math equations etc. for 11 hours straight, not a personal record I intended to set.

Oh yes, I just remembered.THE WESTBORO BAPTIST CHURCH WILL BE PICKETING AT LADY GAGA'S CONCERT. Please click on the link, "picketing schedule" to know when. I think it's time Gaga's lil' monsters and Adam's Glamberts unite and do this... (credits to @Camilla

Or this (creds: @Sasha)

I wanna watch them get throw a hissy fit. *cackles*

I will survive.

2010-07-15T21:55:00.000+08:00

I haven't been here for ages! I do have my reasons though - the number one reason would probably be because of Adam Khoo's (I am gifted, so are you!) workshop organised by my school. I would've have looked forward to that workshop if it wasn't for the fact that it was fucking 13 hours long for 3 days. That is 13 x 3 = 39 hours spent in school! Not. Fun.

(Oh and my number II reason would be due to sloth, and my sudden desire to complete writing fan fiction, or just to write really nonsensical short stories that I will not post anywhere because it is for my own eyes. That is what happens when you're frustrated)

In any case, I intend to blog about the workshop in details as excruciating as I can get. I don't want to forget my 40 hours spent stuck in the place I dub "hell hole", seeing that I'm pretty darn sure it'll get me far.

Before the whole thing started, I literally had to drag my feet to school. The aftermath of having a stupid full-day workshop immediately after your exams, I was still pretty darn tired from all the last minute, midnight oil burning revision, if you've been through that, you'd understand my reluctance to even step into an educational institution.

So after I stepped into the library, which was where the course was held for my class and 4E2, and after everyone got settled down, you see the freakin' trainer speed writing. Yes it was speed writing AND pretty darn legible.

Well the speed writing was one thing, I was half expecting a sermon when she ~~said~~ shouted, "GOOD MORNING EVERYBODY! MY NAME IS ANDREA!...."

What a nice day to start a morning, sitting in at the extreme corner for the sole purpose of hiding and watching a very hyped up trainer trying to make us as high as her, which kind of epic failed until she started cracking a lot of retarded, but hilarious jokes about well, everything.

And believe it or not, I started enjoying the workshop. I mean who wouldn't? With a trainer that kinda literally jumps about and humming the tune of Happy Tree Friends. Oh the fact that she liked gore make the day all the more interesting, trust me. Anyway, Andrea started talking about Self-esteem and being who you are instead of following others blindly etc. It really did make an impact, I never knew that eaglets fall 80% of the time before they started flying, or that Nokia initially made shoes.

Anyway, time kinda whizzed by really quickly and the next thing I knew, lunch was here! At that time, I was dreading lunch because lunch meant that my O'level chinese oral would be in 2 hours' time, not all that good a thought.

*In any case, I started regretting eating lunch after we were told to assemble at the hall. Well all of us Day Four people, I was so nervous I literally scrunched up the edge of all my notes because I needed something to vent on. Also, hyperventilation + nausea = pleasejustkillmenow. Awesome equation, yes?

Oral was nerve-wracking, to say the least. I was already bracing myself for a topic like the Youth Olympic Games or Resorts World Sentosa or something of that sort, you know, more major current-affairs topic. So when the teacher said, "调查显示；现代青少年花很多时间在发简讯和上网，请谈谈你的看法." (Translation: Research has shown that teenagers these days spend a lot of time text messaging and surfing the web, please air your views on this topic)

Well, I was so fucking shocked at how simplistic the topic was as compared to the real current affairs-ish topics I was preparing for, I straightaway went, "HUH?! O_O" - not all that polite huh. So the teacher started trying to explain the question before going, "你听得懂我在说什么吗?" (Translation: Do you actually know what I'm talking about?")

Hurhur. Bet I looked too shell-shocked, in fact, I was so stunned, all I did was nod.

Okay so the oral exam started in no time and I was alternating between trying to calm down by thinking about Adam Lambert and glamily but all it did was made me more hyped up and getting all "♥_____♥" for seconds at a time, I bet I must've looked really dumb.

My brain has subconsciously blocked out the really painful memories so I really have no frickin' clue as to what I've said or anything of that sort. But I do remember literally stopping midway through my speech about why it's bad for teenager to start laughing. The teachers looked ready to dial social services or IMH, something to get me away from them. Okay I didn't laugh on purpose, I'm wired the wrong way. I laugh when I'm really nervous, it's absurd!

To end the whole oral exam nightmare lamely, it... ended, just like that. And I left my ez-link card under the table.*

Back to topic, Adam Khoo!

All of the candidates in my class decided to wait for each other just so to skip that precious few minutes of the workshop just so we could enjoy the freedom of not having your ass stuck to the chair. So by the time all of us went up, it was break time. Yippee! Okay fine, I did miss out on a lot though.

I can't really remember what Melvin did, but he did talk about his younger sister a lot, they took sibling rivalry to a whole new level. Trust me, it involves the blending of soft toys, the sawing off of bed legs and the super gluing of CDS on the walls.

Oh and I now remember his definition of river, not all that.... PG, but let's not get started, shall we? Okay I'm starting to remember already, it's the elephant memory skill thing! PACOOK? Is it? In any case, it involves an elephant and a naked woman. Pretty NC-16, but hilarious nevertheless.

Dinner was better, at least it didn't taste like rubber.

So Freddy came over and started introducing himself and laughing a lot, okay he did that before doing recaps on the PACOOK theory and things like that, in actual fact, I cannot really remember what he taught us that day, but I'll try to remember soon.

ANDDDDDD, believe it or not, this is day one. So I'm gonna continue this some other day.

It's pandemonium on the floor

2010-07-05T12:28:00.000+08:00

I only just realised that it has been ages since my last post. You have to understand, my midyears are well underway and only ending tomorrow, in which after that, we would have to start our Adam Khoo "I am gifted, so are you!" motivational camp, and for me to hyperventilate and die for my O'level Chinese Oral.

For the benefit of those who do not know, I generally don't like July 7th, which is the date for my oral. How ominous. In any case, the reason why I don't like July 7th? It reminds me of the Seventh Night Of July, a band piece, so I'm not surprised if nobody here knows what I'm talking about. I don't hate that song per se, it just has a lot of negative connotations to it because of all the things that happened whilst the band was working on the song.

Okay I swore to myself that I will leave the house by 12.45 so this post would pretty much be just about Cultural Night.

To be honest, the cultural night this time is tons better than the one that I participated in. Well it might be because of the fact that we are no longer playing in little snippets and none of us would have to squeeze on stage and pretend that we're statues on stage.

And that day was iconic too, I ended up wearing a blue dress that was well, somewhat close to electric blue. It has been a long time since I last touched a piece of clothing that is not even 10% black, and that is saying something. Yes so blue dress + heels = me out of my element. I never felt so vulnerable before, I prefer wearing black though.

With the Band and Drum Major, Shiya and Fa'in.

Fa'in.

With Yuxiang, the best guy friend you can ever ask for :) (Creds: Yuxiang)

With Kai Jie, James, Josson and Maomaoz.

Mrs Vee! Who was hiding herself behind me to make herself appear slim, which is rather pointless, seeing that she ALREADY is skinny.

Kassandra! Not-as-cray-but-still-cray glambert :)

With Mdm Kiren, the nicest teacher I've ever met.

MR LUN! He said, "Aiya the photo will turn out nice, got my face inside what" -___-

With Hazimah, Widhiah and Jonathan, who refused to stand infront.

Alibaba.

With Jessica, Novem and Daphne, and my horrible tan line >:(

Again with Hazimah, Widhiah and Jonathan.

Julieeee!

With the flute section, and with many people missing.:(

Huda and Jonathan, teehee!

SOFEA :D

P/S: I know I look majorly weird in most of the photos but I'm beyond caring about how unglamorous I look, I've never been all that glam anyway. Okay gotta run, bye! *attempts to revise*

Aftermath.

2010-06-28T23:47:00.000+08:00

I desperately needed somewhere to vent my frustration, even though I am supposed to be doing some very last-minute revision for math and literature... And that is why I am here.

The thing about reading The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-time is that you would somehow end up talking like Christopher Boone, who is autistic. And he does talk like how I am typing now, and even I feel weird typing like that.

Okay autism aside, today marks the start of my amazingly belated mid-year examinations.

To be honest, unlike past exams, I was surprisingly relaxed throughout both papers. It must be the dregs of the whole holiday-partying mood thing going on. Oh well, in any case, it is awesome to not hyperventilate before a Social Studies paper, which you know you haven't really gotten around to study.

And this is where my frustration comes in, yes I may appear immature to you but please be reminded that I am child-like, not childish. (What the fuck am I talking about?!)

For the sake of those who have no clue, I have 5 piercings in total on both of my ears. And since it was the holidays a few days ago, I took out all my ear sticks and replaced them with metal studs - which, I conveniently forgot to remove this morning.

I was midway doing my SS paper and desperately trying to link my elaboration to the question when my FT stood at my table and watched me scribble furiously across the paper. Naturally, I ignored her presence. I ought to worry about my results more than why she stood there like an idiot, no?

In any case, she bent down and said "you better take out your studs later, Mr. Raj is collecting your paper."

And I went "Okay", before continuing my furious scribbling.

She continued standing there, and was somewhat looking at me expectantly.

As if I'd sacrifice that few precious seconds of my already very little time left to remove my studs. (I really like this photo, it's too adorbs, don't cha think?)

Okay I'm just very pissed with the fact that this happened not once, but twice. Just that during my math paper, she demanded that I take off my studs in front of her. It is the ultimate "_l_ you just leave me alone." moment, yes?

It didn't help that it was the last minute of my paper and i was checking my answers for careless syntax errors. In any case, her demand became a threat when I just looked at her and continued tapping away at my calculator.

"Do you know that I haven't done your conduct grade for your mid years? ..."

(I shut down after that)

LIKE I GIVE A FUCK.

Give me a Fair conduct all you want, my attire isn't all that improper. Besides, where do you expect me to put my studs? IT IS FUCKING TINY. IT WILL GO MISSING MY DEAR TEACHER. You put all math teachers to shame.

Yes to cut the long story short, I ended up not being able to complete checking my math paper and ended up not writing a lot of links for my SS.

I'll never forget the day you started talking about EQ, because honestly? You've got none at all. (and I'm "not allowed" to say this in your face because you are older. I'm really sorry, but you haven't earned my respect at all, after all these time)

And now, back to my last minute revision.

Broken Open.

2010-06-28T00:33:00.000+08:00

Exams

Should Not

Scheduled

On The Day

Immediately

After The

Holidays

'nuff said.

I should go back to SS *sigh*

Yuxiang's 16th.

2010-06-21T23:31:00.000+08:00

On 16th June, which admittedly, is quite a while go, Kass, Sinyi, Nisha, James, Josson, Sharifah and I decided to go give Yuxiang a birthday ~~surprise~~ scare.

I can't actually remember what time we met, but due to the very bad weather and erratic bus schedules, all of us were late. (with me waiting for Sinyi to arrive for a good half hour)

Sinyi and I went down to Emicake to get the 1.2kg tiramisu cake that we guessed he would probably like seeing that it has coffee on it - and Yuxiang cannot function properly without coffee.

(digression: Sinyi and I weaseled that out of him by cornering him on MSN with me saying "ugh my mom threatened me with a tiramisu cake" - which was a life, and with Sinyi playing along. "No! Tiramisu cake is nice, right yuxiang?")

In any case, we(Kass, Nisha, Sinyi and I) ended up taking a bus to Yuxiang's because of the goddamn weather (which also caused the flooding @ Orchard), and started setting up the cake downstairs before going up. Oh yes, we texted Qinying, who is Yuxiang's sister, to lock Junejune up before we go up. (and to lie to Yuxiang about us coming up, i.e: we became her classmates who were coming to study with him)

Kass, Sinyi and Nisha trying to stick the candles in.

While waiting for James and Sharifah (which failed)

We gave up waiting for James and Sharifah to arrive because the cake looked like it was on the verge of melting, it was leaking tiramisu juice.

And here comes the surprise, thanks to me, we ended up on the wrong floor with fast-melting emicake candles which ended up to be a good thing because it was easy to remove:

HAHA!

Yuxiang was in a state of shock throughout the entire thing because he didn't expect us to come at all although it was pretty obvious when I started talking to Qinying a lot.

Qinying looking dangerous 8)

In conclusion? Yuxiang is gullible. HAHAHAHA. Everyone around him lied to him.

Oh yes, a very belated birthday wish to ya Yuxiang!

I was born with glitter on my face.

2010-06-13T16:12:00.000+08:00

Things to do:

1. Clear bookshelf of unnecessary lower secondary worksheets.

2. At least attempt to clear up the mess in wardrobe.

3. Catch up on lost sleep and social life.

4. Half the amount of homework by the end of the week.

5. Paint toenails or convince toenail to grow.

6. Cut fringe.

7. Slap on a layer of glitter on existing nail polish.

8. Hint to TommyJoe that it's time he should get a nipple piercing and get Adam to do it for him.

9. Clear My Documents of unwanted school stuff.

10. Return Cheryl $50

*wipes sweat off forehead*

What a to-do! Okay that was just exaggeration on my part, I just felt like I needed to list ten before my to-do list looks complete, if you get what I mean. (As you can see, I'm currently on a sugar high, therefore the incoherence)

Give me a mo', I've decided to slap on the glitter now and type so that I wouldn't have to wait for it to dry later on.(I unearthed sequins in the bottle, awesome.)

Anyway, tomorrow marks the first day of the third week of the midyear break. I refuse to use the word "holidays" because it just has too many positive connotations. My "holiday" is more of a study break than a period of enjoyment. And everyone else seems to be having fun. (like my cousin, who's flying to Brisbane at the moment for an exchange programme. Now tell me skss, why do you not allow graduating members to go on exchange programmes? We need our break too.)

Judging from the stagnation of my tagboard, I might get it removed by the end of the week, it really depends on when I finally decide to tweak my blogskin a bit more. That could be a "to-do" on the "to-do" list don't cha think?

Speaking of which, I'm the type of people that cannot survive WITH a to-do list, I'll feel severely restrained. And it demoralizes me when I see that my to-do list is more than 5 points long, it'll just look never-ending, which, of course means that I end up giving up even before I start on my first.

I'm more of a "I'll do it if I remember" kind of person. I'm not exactly a creature of routine, I actually hate routine. Routines are meant for robots. Unless you are someone who will die without routine because it'll make you feel insecure about life.

C'mon be honest, how many of you end up REALLY completing every task on a to-do list?

Most of you would be like me, won't cha? It's so fucking easy to write them down and so damned hard to execute them, such is to-do lists.

Am I the only one who thinks this post is a tad bit random?

Sure Fire Winners

2010-06-11T21:48:00.000+08:00

Hello world!

Today marks the end of the mandatory June's holiday-lessons, I've never been any happier. But this means that half my holidays are gone, and that I have another 2 weeks to have an intensive revision for my midyears'. This suck, it's probably my last June holidays and the school's celebrating it for me like that.

@michiemochie

With Ms Aisyah.

@zahju

I had my Career Quest on Monday, and I'm still in the process of trying to figure out where the "career" comes in. All we had was 10 different institutions coming over to try to convince us to go to their institution. In any case, we had a lesson on how to ace interviews in the morning, like how you write your resume etc. I'm pretty sure I've clean forgotten about everything.

Need I mention that I had an amazingly difficult time trying to act more feminine now that I was wearing a dress? (A pretty informal one but who cares)

Pohz.

@thatssomarcus

With Jessica and Kok Leong.

The flute section GIRLS. (And with me pretending to be tall, as usual)

The flute section ♥ (with the double reeds)

Yepppppz, on Wednesday was the Band BBQ and all graduating members and alumni were invited to grace the marvelous occasion. *cough* In any case, I ended up meeting Huda to get my ears re-pierced before going back to school. According to Huda, she was kinda perplexed at how relaxed I was when I had my ears pierced. Hmm..

In any case, I ate a grand total of one hot dog and one chicken wing during the BBQ and pretty much felt like a lost sheep amongst cattle or something. It was really sweet of the section to give us farewell gifts. Thanks for the uhh.. Pebble and sunflower guys! (I've passed your gift to Zuohui) Mannn, I miss them already.

Okay that was pretty much the end of the BBQ, though I have to say, it was really funny when Benedict had his head dunked into a bucketful of water by Chongrui. Oh well, skyband will not be skyband without noise and weird antics.

You see the fake in everything that is real.

2010-06-06T15:19:00.000+08:00

If you've chanced on my blog last night, you would have noticed that I've stated that I'm only using this skin temporarily - my previous skin kept getting the "bandwidth exceeded" thing all over, and for some of the pictures, I couldn't host my own photos.

And if you've read the minuscule post that I've had up yesterday, you would already have known that my only autographed For Your Entertainment went missing and that I was in too much shock to really try to really remember where I left it. Well, I'm glad to announce that I've found it. -does I.I.H.Y dance around the house-

And that was the reason why I woke up at eight yesterday (and today) Granted, I did what i do on usual days, I overslept but I wasn't that late. Just that by the time I came down, Orianthi and Allison were performing. So lucky me! (Yes I woke up at 8 just to watch the debut of the GlamNation tour)

I ended up going for tuition late anyway, and then getting so thoroughly distracted because I missed out on a good half of his performance. *shakes head*

Okay let's see what I've done these past few days (and haven't gotten around to really posting about due to my semi-sloth ancestry)

May 28th,2010: Gina's BBQ.

I know I look like I'm scolding the bag lol.

Ginaaa.

Gina

Koh Szeer.

And... You have Crystal Low guarding the pit.

There isn't much I can say about a BBQ, can I? But it was loads of fun though, and many nonsensical moments. Happy (major belated) birthday Gina!

And on May 31st came the desperately important Mother Tongue O'levels. And as expected, I fell into a panic attack and pretty much forgot to bring most of the essentials. Like spare batteries and my IC, I didn't have my entry proof you see. In any case, Mumzie was nice enough to get it from home to school for me. (after which my mom revealed that my dad was so much in a rush that he forgot to put on his shoes when he went up the car)

The MT paper was pretty manageable though, for starters. I'm starting to worry, the fact that I found the paper manageable ought to have raised some eyebrows. Yes I'm worrying because manageable papers = moderation. God knows what my grade will be this time.

Let's wait and see, shall we?

Okay that aside, the holidays have been pretty boring. In fact, I wouldn't even call it the holidays seeing that we have lessons every single fuckin' day. It's like rubbing salt into an open wound - while everyone else is partying their holidays away, I'm spending my holidays partying with homework. I get such immense joy from doing homework you see.

(Digression: I do desperately need to get a sarcmark, or a mark to show that you're sarcastic.Okay I'm now just using the more common one > ؟ )

*sigh* Career Quest tomorrow.

Absurdly unexpected.

2010-05-28T12:38:00.000+08:00

I haz won an Adam Lambert album!!!

And since I already have that album, I decided to gave that copy to Urooj, who then proceeded to scream and hug me and well... Continue screaming.

Jeremy and BT was trying to give away the Jason Castro album and they were looking for someone to give it to. Apparently, I waved at the wrong time because BT was looking towards my general direction.

I saw Xinmin near the canteen stall and I waved at her so that I could catch her attention. By the looks of it, I caught the unwanted attention too. Jeremy could remember that I was "that Adam Lambert fan" Haha!

(Before they started this "game" thing, they were listing out all the albums that they intended to give out and after they said "Adam Lambert", I screamed. It was a reflex action you see)

A few threats later, I found myself with them and feeling annoyingly self-conscious because the whole radio thing was meant for the Sec 1 - 3s in lieu with their English day - not for the Sec 4s and their MT intensive. (ironic much)

Since I don't intend to get you guys cross-eyed and type in indirect speech form, I'm gonna continue the post with conversation - non-essay style. (best way ever)

Jeremy: Okay I need you to face the front.. Don't look at the screen behind you okay?
Me *involuntarily looks back*
BT: Eh! Who is your teacher? Tell you don't look at the screen you turn back. Then what, during exams your teaching ask you don't copy, what you do? *mimes copying*

I was supposed to guess what was on the screen at that time, kinda like taboo minus all the "taboo" words.

BT: oh wait wait wait, first thing first. Do you know who Destiny's Child is?
Me: Umm... Kinda?
BT: okay good good, continue.
Jeremy: Okay this person is from Destiny's Child

BT: A former member of Destiny's Child

Me: Beyonce?

Jeremy: This person is VERY hot and VERY sexy.
Me: Beyonce la -.-

Jeremy: Okay next one next one.

Jeremy: This band comprises of only 3 people.

Jeremy: They -

Me: Jonas Brothers?
BT: CORRECT! Wow, she's good.

BT: ONE MORE ONE MORE!
BT: Okay this one is very important, it's VERY important for your exams.

Me: ???

BT: This thing lives at the bottom of the bikini
Jeremy *laughs*
Jeremy: Bikini bottom lah! What bottom of the bikini!
BT: Ah bikini bottom.

Me: In a pineapple or under a rock?

BT: What?
Jeremy: -.- Pineapple, pineapple
Me: Spongebob.

Till now, I have no idea how Spongebob Squarepants is important for my exams.

With BoyThunder (BT)

With Jeremy and taken at a very bad angle. LOL.

You make me wanna listen to music again.

2010-05-20T22:01:00.000+08:00

Time for a bimbo/bitch rant ^^

(I can't believe I miss trekking)

*wipes dust off blog*

I was under the impression that "marking day" meant a day off for students to rest and for the teachers to complete marking exam scripts in record time. So tell me why the school's not giving the graduating batch a chance to rest as well? We had 3 mock exams this week, it was as bad as, if not worse, than the midyears seeing that we had to take them after school.

I must be considerate. I must empathise with the teachers and not go to school tomorrow, thereby giving the teachers more time to mark the papers. The school has imbibed in us moral values, I'm merely acting on orders. *shrugs*

Speaking of which, Albert Teoh was epic today. I hope he's gonna be teaching us next week though, I'm getting rather comfortable without AL around. Albert Teoh's an awesome substitute math teacher, though his jokes are rather hard to detect seeing that he says his joke in his monotonous voice, which has a soporific effect on most people.

Okay back to topic. He digressed from the math lesson and told us about how Nan Chiau High has gotten an MSG of 10.8 for their O Levels L1R5 last year and sharing his stories about how they do A level standard questions and how teachers always give them a lot of homework, oh and how they celebrated their success.

Then he went on to the ranking of schools in the hougang-sengkang area and when Ahma asked him where our school was he went, "Seng kang is too humble already, we don't want to get ranked. We pity the worse schools you see."

LOL!

There were 15 questions in the paper, and he went, " Because of our moral education, Seng Kang is a humble school. That's why you don't have to do all 15 questions ... If you do all 15 questions, I won't mark. *pauses* Please go to Nan Chiau."

And he said all that in the same tone, how is that even remotely possible? Does he even have a vocal range?

It melts in your face and not in your aura.

2010-05-12T21:55:00.000+08:00

I feel my back muscles strengthening from my lugging of an amazing number of books back home today, though I'm pretty sure the majority of the weight came from the sheer amount of paper in my bag and NOT the books.

I have to announce that it's two more days to friday, which means that there would be 2 days of semi-relaxation before the whole cycle starts all over again. I've now begun to just go through the notions of school and attempt to finish whatever that's thrown at us, which, I'm glad to announce, has failed spectacularly.

I've came to view the 'O' levels as not a stepping stone in life, but an obstacle. I'm already imagining life as a polytechnic student where I've chosen a course which I'm interested in, instead of attempting to convince myself, like what I am now. I've now gone to convincing myself that I like chinese, that I like hooks, squares, straight lights and what-nots. Oh well, it's a matter of weeks before the dratted MT O' levels anyway. I have no choice.

I'm here because I'm in denial about the ever-increasing pile of homework that's awaiting my amazingly untidy script across it's lines. It doesn't help that 99% of it comes from both maths, it'll take me about three aeons and 1 lightyear of correction tape for me to finish all of the papers. Smart Denise. *pats myself on the head*

Okay I should go now, this post is utterly redundant but I felt I needed an excuse to vent my frustrations and write. I'm working on a poem now though, thinking about how to phrase 'em words. I'm not much of a poetry person you see, I'm more of a prose person when it comes to creating them.

I need to kill someone in my essay, NEED.

f.u.c.k.y.o.u

2010-05-09T23:17:00.000+08:00

Current song that's playing on repeat along side FYE: You Oughta Know - Alanis Morisette

Well this song is dedicated to you :)

I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both

An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fucked her?

'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

'Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it

Well, I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
- Azlyrics.com

So...
This song pretty much summarizes what I've been meaning to say to you for a pretty long time. Fuck you and I wish you every happiness. Have a nice life ~~and I do hope you burn in hell.~~

P/s: If you think I'm talking about you, you're probably right :) (I do hope you're not that daft to not get the underlying meaning of what I've been trying to say)

With ~~lots of~~ love,

Denise.

May 08, Adam Lambert Day.

2010-05-08T00:40:00.000+08:00

Happy Adam Lambert Day Everyone!

Please be reminded to dress glam and pile on those glitter and rhinestones in tribute to this glamgod.

On a sidenote, Adam Lambert Day coincides with my birthday - number wise, that is. May 08 = "05/08" and August 05 = "08/05". But most people would write August 05 as "05/08". Point proven, I'm destined to be a glambert.

Okay back to the orignial purpose of me blogging. I need to do a Bieber post:

This music video had me very confused. Isn't this song about Bieber's first rejection and if I'm not wrong, most people would feel sad about their rejection right? So why on Earth is Bieber smiling when he sang "Oh I would have done whatever // And I just can't believe we ain't together" and he seems to be having a hint of smile when he sang "baby baby baby no".

Well basically, the music video had more of the happy vibes than the sad vibes. It's a contradiction between the meaning of the song and the visual imagery given to the audience. This, is utterly confusing.

I know there's another song that's not sung by Bieber that has the same contradiction but I can't seem to remember which song and by whom, so watch this space, I might just post a video of that up when I remember which artiste that is.

Eenie Meenie - Justin Bieber Ft. Sean Kingston

"Shawty is an eenie meenie miney mo lova"

My first reaction? Since when is "eenie meenie miney mo" an adjective? Well now I kind of understand what "eenie meenie miney mo" means, seeing that "eenie meenie miney mo" is a kiddie poem to make you choose when you feel indecisive, it most probably means that shawty is indecisive. (correlates with the entire song)

Oh yes, thanks Haziq for telling me that shawty means girl. To think that I was wondering why SEAN KINGSTON would call him "shawty" when he's far from short.

Is it just me or does Bieber sound horrible live? I do hope this is an one-off thing but he sounded really flat and his voice clashed with Kingston's. And Kingston, what happened to ya! You used to sound pretty awesome live, this is clearly not one of your better performances.

Okay they sounded better towards the end of the song, I guessed they've finally caught the energy from the audience then. Though I have to say, I'm envious of them beliebers. I've never seen Adam Lamber that close to his fans before.

I doubt it'd be safe for Adam to do that though, if fans can grab his crotch when he's at the edge of the stage, we're gonna grab and pull him down if he actually makes any physical contact with the fans. That is the violence of glamberts, but it's okay.. We're cool like that.

Digression aside, I've been hearing that Bieber has broken his voice. Is that true? I do hope he sounds better though, I may dislike him less if he writes less superficial lyrics... In fact, I might just like him if he starts singing songs that make sense.

Bieber, I'm pretty sure you get to exercise some say during the production of your album. Make a better one the next time you create an album, all of us who dislike you would love to have a reason to find a plus point in you.

You're chasing your dream, I understand that. So I'm gonna say what Nigahaga says, "less than three".

(You have to watch this, nigahaga is hilarious!)

Please be reminded again that I still dislike Bieber because of his song lyrics. One last video for the bieber-haters. C'mon you've gotta love Peter Chao in this;

(MAD FUNNY! Must watch)

Till then, "CHAO OUTSIDE, MUTHAFUCKERS!" :)
P/s: leave a comment to tell me what ya feel 'bout Bieber.

OMG I'M FINALLY DONE. Took an hour and a half to stop blogger from being a menopausal bitch.

The Adam - Perez controversy.

2010-05-04T22:30:00.000+08:00

Adam Lambert: "Request IF I HAD YOU w your fav radio station but remember: once a day! Don't abuse the privledge! :) I love you all so much!"

Perez Hilton: "@adamlambert Since when is requesting a song a 'privilege'? Not trying to hate, but.. WTF???? #SeriouslyQueen"

Adam Lambert: "@PerezHilton a handful of big stations complained that some of my fans were taking it too far. ( a few months back)"

Perez Hilton: "@adamlambert It's a good "problem" to have - fans requesting your song a lot to radio. That's all I'm saying."

Adam Lambert: "@PerezHilton a handful of big stations complained that some of my fans were taking it too far. ( a few months back) "

Adam Lambert: "@PerezHilton I passed on the stations' requests so that WWFM wasn't pulled outta rotation. (my glamberts woulda been pissed then)"

Adam Lambert: "@PerezHilton I don't want the same to happen w IIHY, but maybe "privilege" was the wrong term? Would you like to write my material for me?"

Adam Lambert: "@PerezHilton #you'rethebiggertweet"

Perez Hilton: "@adamlambert P.S. I have a bigger penis too! Ha xoxo"

Perez Hilton: "@adamlambert Maybe the Glambert fans can start requesting @JustinBieber's "Somebody To Love" at radio A LOT? Ha"

Adam Lambert: "@PerezHilton cute perez, cute... But it's only in your dreams that you'd ever have the opportunity to compare. :)"

Perez Hilton: "@adamlambert It's all good. @keshasuxx probably has a bigger peen than both of us!"

*WWFM = Whataya Want From Me

*IIHY = If I Had You

Umm... WHA-?

Trust me, if you have no fuckin' clue what Perez is prattling on and on about, you aren't the only one. I'm bamboozled too. What has us requesting WWFM and IIHY too much gotta do with Justin Bieber. For one, Perez, most glamberts dislike bieber. (or rather, most glamberts I know dislike bieber)

And then there's the part with him compaing dick sizes with Adam. When I first saw that, I literally laughed out loud. Let me show you a photo, it might be crude to some of you but I just have to justify my laughter.

Glitter and flamboyant make up aside, does Perez actually think his peen would be bigger than that? And evidently, Adam is far too well-endowed to bother about Perez's insecure rant. AND! The fact that he resorted to using Kesha's non-existent peen, does hint at the size of his, doesn't it? The fact that he said Kesha's peen was the biggest... *cackles*

Perez, oh Perez.... *shakes head*

OKAY BACK TO MOLECULAR GENETICS, WHERE I BELONG AT THE MOMENT. (or continue chatting with evelyn)

Houses of candy, build 'em up and burn 'em down.

2010-05-03T18:11:00.000+08:00

When I'm not studying, Denise likes to ~~cook~~ snack. (okay that was the first thing that popped into my head)

I kind of forgot when I started this post, but I'm proud to tell you that I've only started actually typing something into this today (May 3rd, 2010). Procrastination does wonders to your drafts, I have gazillions of drafts that I've not gotten around to editing yet. Gotta delete them soon though, I can't seem to remember the reason behind typing all of 'em.

Anyhoo, I was supposed to be studying this weekend but I just haven't gotten around to doing just that. The weather on saturday has successfully turned my brain into goop and my brain is still in the process of un-gooping itself. *sigh*

I cannot wait to get the dratted O'levels over and done with, it is absurdly annoying to have to repeatedly burst your brain cells with information you know you'll automatically delete after the exams, it is a reflex action in an attempt to ensure the survival of brain cells. (a little.. melodramatic, no?)

Andddddddddddddd, I took a good 2 hours to finish this post. I got sidetracked by my googling of random celebrities and burlesque, which, till now, I have no idea what it really encompasses though I have to say, Dita Von Teese is creepy. Imagine being able to reduce your waistline from a natural 22"(56cm) to a 16.5"(42cm), just by wearing a corsette. The fact that she has a NATURAL waistline of 22" kinda catches your attention already.

Despite the fact that I SWORE not to put in any Adam Lambert-ness into this post, I epic-failed because I just HAVE to post this (non-glamberts, you can stop reading from here) :

*gasps*

I never really noticed the similarity between Adam Lambert and Bill Kaulitz till someone put their photos side-by-side. (digression: Adam is cute here)

In any case, Adam still crushes on Bill Kaulitz!

So now I know who "Bill K" is in his tweet, "Where is Bill K? I wanna go shopping :)"

Adam said they'd probably enjoy shopping together seeing that they both have similar aesthetic tastes, and I hope they do go shopping one day. I'm looking forward to flipping through them paparazzi photos, hoho. Speaking of which, I haven't been listening to Tokio Hotel much nowadays, I'm not that much of a fan of 'em. My Chemical Romance still owns :)

OKAY WHAT THE FUCK AM I TALKING ABOUT?!

*face-palms* I'm starting to doubt my own sanity, I've been talking to myself a lot recently. I should stop talking to myself, for all I know, I might just start having an invisible friend named... Ryder or something. (okay ignore Ryder, I was reading Harry Potter earlier)

Will go off now, I should stop spamming, it's not good.

I heard a voice that I knew and I couldn't walk away.

2010-04-28T22:59:00.000+08:00

Can't Let You Go - Adam Lambert

Guess it was not meant to be

It's not as bad as it seems

It only burns when I breathe

You saw the way that I fell

But I'm better off by myself

That's the tale I like to tell

But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye

Everything in me wants you back in my life

Can't let you go

It feels like the dawn of the dead

Like bombs going off in my head

Never a moment of rest

Nothing kills more than to know

That this is the end of the road

And I know I gotta let go

But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye

Everything in me wants you back in my life

Can't let you go

Wish I could just find a way

To have all your memories erased

Cos constantly they're haunting me

But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye

Everything in me wants you back in my life

Can't let you go

I can't let you go

Wxteoevilyn gave me that link this afternoon and I fell in love with this song, it just struck a chord with me I guess? For the first time in my life, I was driven to the brink of tears because of a song. And apparently, I'm not the only one. Most glamberts flooded twitter with their tears, haha.

Oh yes, I was soaked to my freakin' undies today thanks to the sudden downpour, which happened simultaneously with my playlist playing Soaked by Adam Lambert. I refuse to acknowledge the irony of the situation. (self reminder: put your shoes in an aircon room, it's sodding wet)

And I've came to a conclusion that white bras are not my thing, they hate me. In fact, I now view them as harbringers of bad luck and doom. Nothing went my way today and somehow, every single time I wear a white bra, it rains. Maybe I should wear a white bra to India and make it pour, looking at photos of the drought's rather depressing.

*sings* Let the freedom begin....

My midyears is ~~forever and officially over~~ to be continued after the holidays. So now I guess it's the teacher's turn to rush the syllabus? I don't think that would be much of a help though, my brain hasn't been very spongey lately, it's been rather impermeable.

In any case, I dislike the feel of having to take my papers in the hall. For one, the amazingly strong winds coming from the fan makes it impossible for you to have your paper flat on the table without a weight on it. Doesn't help that my papers never fail to fly around, it gets so annoying that you just want to finish the paper earlier. Ugh.

Speaking of exams, I screwed my EL Paper up - big time. My brain was positively not working and I couldn't think of anything to write for the Free Writing section (the first time in my life), so I did what I do best and bombed the paper, I'm praying that Mrs Vee would be lenient on me though. My essay was nonsense and you could tell I wanted to write an expository about Gossip but I ended up having a last minute change of mind. Oh well *shrugs*

I hate language papers, they're very tedious.

Oh yes the combined humanities exam SIMULATION was pretty... Boring. Mrs V said she set the paper last minute, so the questions were pretty difficult to answer and I had no mood to do the paper. Therefore, very superficial answers that are unlike my usual.

Come to think of it, my body language must have been in a stark contrast to the geog students around me. They were all scribbling furiously and flipping their textbook pages/files violently whereas I was looking around, positively day-dreaming and pretty damned relaxed. The weather does wonders to my brain I swear.

Oh yes on a side note, I've decided to not watch American Idol for now. It's far too boring for me to spend an hour on, I'm actually more interested in the results shows. Maybe I'd watch it again when it's nearing the finals, that's when things get dramatic.

But how can things get dramatic after we've seen Adam?

Temporary Insanity

In the middle of a gunfight...

Champagne or Suicide

In a moment of apparent pensiveness..

Before you break you have to shed your armour.

*grumbles*

New Year?

Masquerade, paper faces on parade.

Thomas Joseph Ratliff

Textbooks

Ignore this. I'm too lazy

The Day I Met Adam-fucking-Lambert

The Hunger Games

Sorry.

The Day Adam Lambert Stepped On Singapore Shores

Fuck you, fuck you very very much.

Glitter Girls.

If only.

I was born too late.

Cos there's nothing that I wanna do, but try to make it up to you.

I'm Here For Your Entertainment

Lahve Our BaybeeBoy

No escapin' when I start.

IMGUNNAEATYOUHOAR

Life.

Friday I'll Be Over U

Adam. Adam. Adam. Adam.

Hullo thar.

Homophobia.

Soaked to the bone.

Quotes

Emotional Teaspoons.

Dry your eyes, don't be afraid.

Ugly Betty.

I Love You

Avada Kedavra

I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock.

I am not afraid to walk this world alone.

A place of hope and no pain, perfect skies with no rain.

For every reason not to be there I think of two

I'm sorry.

HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY DADA.

Blasphemous.

I will survive.

It's pandemonium on the floor

Aftermath.

Broken Open.

Yuxiang's 16th.

I was born with glitter on my face.

Sure Fire Winners

You see the fake in everything that is real.

Absurdly unexpected.

You make me wanna listen to music again.

It melts in your face and not in your aura.

f.u.c.k.y.o.u

May 08, Adam Lambert Day.

The Adam - Perez controversy.

Houses of candy, build 'em up and burn 'em down.

I heard a voice that I knew and I couldn't walk away.

grumbles