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23.1.08
Close your eyes and you'll understand.
i'm tired, so what's new huh?
the worst of this week is over i'm so glad yay yay yay.
chi speech lit test yw activity stake youth fireside.
muahahahahha.
i'm going crazy.
so this is what sec4 life does to you.
ta i need to do hw.

22:34
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18.1.08
Because to love and to be loved are the greatest joys on earth.
poor bird.
poor pet bird.
poor "smart" pet bird.
it refused to fly out, but when it finally did, it flew high and higher and highe-
the next thing i knew, everyone was screaming and i saw.
this crow.
this ugly black crow.
this most annoying stupid hateful pest of an ugly black crow.
this crow with something white in its mouth.
oh my.
poor bird.
poor pet bird.

opening mass on wed to commemorate sn's 75 anniversary was a day to remember. not because of choir having to sing !@#$%^&* mass songs, or because the whole thing was so solemn and formal, or because i was falling asleep, but because of the death of a bird. the Father forced 2 pet birds (in school colours no less) out of their safe hmuble cage into the wild open, expecting them to suddenly develop the skill of digging up worms and such. one finally flew out but landed on the field, and the other well, you all know what happened. after the horrible demise og the latter, a bunch of MEN tried catching the former again. sadly, they tried and tried and the bird kept evading and evading. and finally susan lim (a WOMEN) went and caught it. ??!! hahaha girl power!

this week is !@#$%^&*! tests every frickin day, extra lessons everyday where we tackled cruel subjects, learning club on wed too no less, choir going on for long periods oh how i wish i was like the sun we're singing about who comes out smiling and happy, and seminary ongoing with me attending with bleary eyes and shrieks of "i have test today and i haven't studied!".

on a brighter note, 4truth won debate!!! oh word ANDREA ROXANNE CHARLOTTE they totally rock! birthdays included JIAMEI, my dear ex-tablepartner of 1 grand year and ADRIAN WONG, our dear form teacher. hahaha celebrated his bdae today by surprising him in a totally cool way. and cake mania i love that game i'm addicted to charlotte's phone.

bbq tomorrow! haha i can't wait to swim yay yay yay. hope chicken turns out alright. i still have yet to do something about it :/ cheers it's the weekend.
(though there's still this stupid speech to prepare in chinese no less)
WHY ARE TEACHERS SO SADISTIC.

20:41
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11.1.08
With no one to love you You're going no where
YESSSSSSSS! :DDD
auditions didn't screw up yesterday. it's wonderful to see the seniors again especially uncle e whom i haven't seen in like, a gajillion years. but was tired out by auditions and i have no idea why. it's not as if i was doing strenous work or anything hee. 32names maybe? one girl got so nervous she started laughing and had to go out to calm down. oh dear. and when she couldn't sing the notes properly, she would wave her hands around wildly and fan herself. and one girl smirked at others when they couldn't sing the notes right and HAHAHA a bit she herself also couldn't? tsktsk. ok wait no more badmouthing.

next week is killer week. 6 tests? this is a hint as to how sec4'll be like in later months. if only i could have multiple clones of myself, and then each clone would focus on 1 subject and life would be so much easier :) right who am i kidding.
but it's the weekend and i'm in some bubble. the full impact of next week hasn't hit me yet and i feel absolutely no worry and distress and urgency and as if there's no test! ok that's so warped.

mum has commenced her CNY baking. yum cornflake cookies! i love cny. full of lovely angbaos and bakkwa and pineapple tarts and new clothing. yay!

i'm glad i grew up listening to abba. makes me appreciate oldies so much better. airsupply, beegees, simon and garfunkel, carpenters. there's a whole new world to explore and enjoy!
and i'm glad i grew up reading books. who knows what my english'll be like without them? books are such comfort and company whenever i feel sad/angry/annoyed/happy/bored/blah/etc. and it's so easy to get lost and immersed in the story and some really good books really reel you in and you actually do feel as if you're at the scene witnessing it firsthand or you feel for the character so much or you cry at the end because the story or ending's beautiful.

i think it's important to have alone time for yourself. it's amazing what your brain can work out when given a peaceful, maybe lonely, environment. like say, just sitting in the dark on your bed and the whole house's quiet. or sitting by yourself under a tree. or sitting on the sand while the tide comes up. it's almost, enlightening.

i think i've gone, gained, gone and lost my passion for _____. it snapped in me suddenly, and now it seems to have gone as quickly as it came. it's rather sad actually.

in a really weird way, i think i miss both my sisters. it's so, warped. i mean the house is so much more peaceful. now i hardly fight with my parents and we only get into menial quarrels even when we do. and no one to irritate me and fight with and harbour super ill feelings towards and make me seek refuge in my room where it's the only safe place for me to be. but somehow, i kinda miss them. it totally goes against logic.

drats i want it to rain now. fit my melancholic mood. who knew blogging could make my mood turn 180degrees?
i think i shall go read a book. ta people.

17:19
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8.1.08
You don't know what it's like To love somebody the way I love, you
i'm tired. really tired. and it's only week2 of school! -horrors- thank goodness church starts at 2 this year, which totally gives me the opportunity to sleep in. ngah.

cca fair was pretty good. pretty pleased with choir. practically 4 measly songs for whooping 11 classes, and not once did anyone complain. and dear zhing gave me monopoly: spongebob edition! xoxoxo but of course it's a coughcoughfakecough.

seminary's good. i still miss btc, but i'm learning to enjoy woodlands. all hail sis eve. i can't wait for effin yc. heck the school and it's extra lessons and let's go!

bbq next fri with the youth. guess who's marinating the chicken? amanda joyce and i. hee no one better anger me that day or i'll poison everybody -horrors-

afghanis outing this sat? no idea actually. aaron hasn't sent out the details. well well well.

auditions this thur. let's hope all things'll go smoothly. comm jiayou!

abish finds the coolest stuff in the USofA. lipbalm in the form of Rocky Road icecream? uber cute. but screw i can't remember what else she got for me. pfffft.

recent spat of library books have been wonderful. i'm quite proud of myself actually. i'm slowly but surely expanding my reading style to include cheemier stuff. there's one called "The Upper Class" sounds like your run-of-the-mill bitchy girl thang. but man it's so descriptive! good way to learn vocab :) and it's actually quite diff though. who'd thought the pretty girl would be booted out? and "Sleeping Freshmen Never Lie" hahaha funny book and i even learnt english along the way. got one about the making of The Sound of Music and dang, i never knew so much went into making a movie. but now i know. "Dairy Queen" helped me learn rugby terms better, and that typical boy-girl tango in an atypical way. "Prom Crashers" totally cool ways of crashing 7 proms. oo-er. "Written In The Stars" ok so i'm back to my comfort zone of romance. "How To Get Suspended and Influence People" hilarious and full of avant garde. and the second book in the betrayal series. yes whole series = complete. a whole new selection on mon, and i can't wait to finish them. let's ignore schoolwork shall we?

this is gonna be a dull year if they get their way. bah humbug teachers.

i want to fastforward to the end of this year, and start playing like mad cows, and basking in the glory of a definite 6pts and a sure gateway into HC. welcome, to fantasyland.

i need to study ss. ta people.

21:22
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4.1.08
Teenagers
well well well. first 3 days into school and i'm pretty exhausted. what with trying to complete hol hw (just lit actually) and seminary from mon-fri from now on at it's usual early early time. not forgetting rushing to school from there and suffering from unnecessary stress thinking whether i'll be late or not. and there's the thought of all the tests coming up already ngah. must study hard! i'm gonna have to keep chanting to myself HC HC HC HC HC HC HC HC HC HC and get my A1s. ok right who am i kidding i have such terrible discipline. boohoo me. pffffft why can't i be a math genius like mark? who happily tells me "wah o'lvl math is ultimate easy. give too much time already. finish still got time to sleep. ultimate waste time." it's all fine and dandy listening to him, but I'M NOT A FRIGGIN MATH GENIUS NO FAIR. nvm, I MUST/SHALL/WILL WORK HARD.

cca fair tomorrow. i hope we're ready, and that dear sec1s would love choir and join. yay!

22:14
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