Music, makes the people, come together, yeah

Thursday, May 31, 2007

GOING OUT WITH SARAH TODAY. LIBRARY THEN J8. SO EXCITED. HAVEN'T SEEN SARAH IN SO LONG!!! <3333

YAY

YAY

Peace*
Friday.

with love, Bindhu(:

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

My iTunes is screwed. Again. Funny how I did not face that problem with WMA. And I have to keep my music in iTunes format, or I can't put in into Doppelganger. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

"Everything I've got is swimming away."

AHAHA. AHA. HAHA. Different variations of "A" and "H". iTunes keep popping up. How freaking incessant. If it actually had my music, instead of discarding it I wouldn't be so pissed at him.

Yes. I am referring to a software as a HIM. Only a male would be idiotic enough to delete my songs. You know what they say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

So I am contenting myself by going into Radio. Blog. Club. and reading the songs from Grey's Anatomy. My sister is holding the last episode of the 3rd season, and REFUSES to give it to me.

Ass.

Having my period now, so I feel like a tap. That goes drip, drip. You would think, this being the third year that I have been having this horrible thing that I would be used to the irritable moods that I often find myself in. I feel so horrid. Wicked is not the word to describe this. I imagine wicked to be heart-shattering. Oh, well. his is irriating. I feel like popping in a Panadol for the incessant feeling. You know, the feeling? Where you feel heavy and crampy, but you're not having cramps???I. HATE. PERIODS. My 2nd day. 5 more agonising days.

I want to go out tommorow, perhaps get myself out of Tamil Tuition. Anyone interested helping me out of my plight?

YAYS.

with love, Bindhu(:

"You make me stay, you're every line, you're every word.

Fuck it. I think you just broke my heart into a million little pieces.

with love, Bindhu(:

"On the contrary, my dear. It meant everything to me."

Sweet sorrow.

Feeling weird now. Not exactly a myraid of emotions.
Far too extreme.

I really have mood swings now. One moment I am content, the next I am deeply annoyed. My parents put up with it the most, cause I get pissed like shit at them.
I have no idea why. I guess it is because I am going through my "ugly duckling, teeny bopper stage". You know, the one where I look like crap and have such "pain" in my life.

Not so emo.

HAPPY NOW.

__________________________________________________________________________

and you've got me thinking about you constantly

with love, Bindhu(:

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Ha. I am back to my mushy, mushy goo goo self. Three cheers for my squishy self. Whoo. I woke up really late today, later than usual. 11.50. No idea why. I think that I was exhausted from camp. During the movie, I was sooo excited, yet the adrenaline wasn't enough for me not to want to sleep. Man, that's a mouthfull.

I have taken to reading my friends blogs, and I read that they cut themselves. DAMN, that's taking the emo thing too far, no? Not saying that your emoness is a facade, but, isn't cutting yourself a bit daft? I do realise that pain is like a drug. Which numbs "the pain".

Nevermind.

"Ain't nothing but a heartache, ain't nothing but a mistake.

AHAHAHA. Oh, the story that i just read made me cry. It was so heart breakingly sweet. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Oh, well. At least I AM HAPPY

with love, Bindhu(:

I'm not smiling like a goon.
DAMN, there's something wrong here. Normally I will go all mushy, mushy, goo goo over those fics that are out of a heart melting movie.
JEEZ.
"gotta ask yourself the question, where are you now?

I'm a theif.
I'm a pirate.
HA. Figure out what that means, will you?
Sure as Hell going to jail in the near future.

GREAT.
I am doomed to be licking the jail bars.
Ha. Look at jail bait, isn't she tasty?
ohhh well.
______________________________________________________________________________

"Pffth. Next thing you know, you'll have got me spilling gallantries."

So hollow, baby, so hollow.
I've touched your lips, you've touched mine.

ONE WORD TO SAY.
ICK.
Ooh. it's not a word is it?

That's not right, yeah?

♥Binny_theQUEEN(: ||    "My soft reprieve.."     says:
chechi. Doppelganger won't switch off.
♥Binny_theQUEEN(: ||    "My soft reprieve.."     says:
oh, wait, he just did
you're my favourite thing. says:
SHIT HEAD.
♥Binny_theQUEEN(: ||    "My soft reprieve.."     says:
I hope your hat gets lost.

My sister's and my MSN conversation.
Such love.

♥
gotta ask yourself the question, where are you now?

with love, Bindhu(:

The camp was interesting, to say the least. Welcome to the world of second rate showers, hair cleaning in the sink and putrid stenches. It's camp bath time at it's least glamorous. Yes, oh. My hair is completely clean, without a doubt. My body on the other hand, has suffered in silence, smelling like onions.

Yes. I smelt like onions. Cover your noses, people. It'll save you the pain. Whenever I read -----'s blog, I feel so inclined to update my blog it is scary. And I scan my computer for notepad cause Blogger is freakin useless.

Oh, yeah. Back to the topic of smell.

Wait.

That's wrong. Forget I said that.

The first day, I came half an hour early, obeying like a loyal servant to ________ the "Queen". Humble servants, let us join together in our fortitude. Oh, the torture. Seriously, it was redundant, what with the completely ridiculous character changes and stuff.

Wells. Bindhu is lucky that she is not crushing any of the seniors, then she would have to worry about how she looks in front of them.

"on my knees, I ask for one last dance"

After the oh so important meeting, we met with the other levels and joined hands and sang "To Praise be to Bindhu". No, really, we did. And everyone bowed down to the shrine of me. And I am shiny.

OKKK, crazy. That was random.

And so is this:

WHWHAHAWHAUIEHGEAIGJHEI0TGJPWDO,SE9YIA FYHBRIP!

Ignore that sudden burst of insanity. They attempted to captivate us into icebreakers. And somehow, Bindhu was the child of all Teasing. And, THAT, is not an exaggeration. Too bad they don't have an efinity for me. Or, do they? DON'T THINK DIRTY, BINDHU.

Let's clean my head.

Wait.

It's already immaculate.

After them, we were split into groups and were told that we would be doing everything with them. Right. Sure, we did. My group name was Hookers.... ARGHHHHH. Well, not many people venture to lower themselves to be chickens. It's a whole new level of stupidity. Joy.

Going into our sleeping rooms, doing the aforementioned thing of bathing in the nice toilets. WHOOPEE. Sing for joy, people. I can hear the choir. IS THAT MY MELODIOUS VOICE I HEAR?

The Dinner was great, and we were opposite the GB girls, who were choking down their healthy dinner. We, on the other end, had junk food. The Whole nine yards. Michelle took my pizza. *POUTS* Not the entire thing, I would have killed her first. And man, killing is fun. So sue me. I like sharp and pointy objects.

YES, Have I told you our dinner? KFC and Canadian Pizza. I was very surprised that they would serve us edible food as opposed to the crap that is normally served to us. And boy, I didn't have ONE problem finishing MY food.

The Sec 4 Farewell was not mushy, and the Sec 2's and 3's were great(:.

Elections were fine, congrats to Fanya who is level head(:.

You see,the nominees, we were supposed to stand outside with Sivanyaa(I don't particularly know how to spell her name, sorry, my minions). She popped her eyeballs out really disturbingly too. Woosh.

Macs breakfast was good, yummy and made Binny happy. ((:

PIRATES!

NOT GOING TO REVEAL ANYTHING...
BUT...

JOHNNY DEPP AND ORLANDO BLOOM <33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333

ARE SO HOT!!!
AH.

They are yummy.

There was this part where Will was kissing Elizeabeth's knee, and Shabbna and I were giggling while Clara was saying that it should be censored.

Shabbna and I were waiting with bated breath to see them kiss.

AND WE WERE REWARDED WITH A GREAT ONE.

Gawd, we're sick bastards.

WHATEVER,

JOHNNY DEPP<3333

ORLANDO BLOOM<3333

"my undoing, my pain and my death."

with love, Bindhu(:

Sunday, May 27, 2007

LIMEWIRE, FICTIONPRESS AND BLOGGER ARE SO FUCKING IRRITATING!

with love, Bindhu(:

Saturday, May 26, 2007

How does it feel like knowing?
Yeah. You.
__________________________________________________________________________________
I don't know if I want to leave for camp tommorow. It's mere lethargic wariness. But I don't feel like going and making a pure fool of myself during the Farewell.
What is the comforting part of it is that I doubt that any of the seniors expect much of us, the "Novices".
I refuse to go to school at freakin 9 just to practice.
Cause, GEEZ, we are not going to be able work. We do not work well together.
I am pretty sure _____ is going to repent.
Well, I'll kick her.

"Yeah. You don't know when you do that thing, and it breaks my heart."

with love, Bindhu(:

I may run and hide
When you're screamin' my name, alright
But let me tell you now
There are prices to fame, alright
All of our time spent in flashes of light

_____________________________________________________________________________

with love, Bindhu(:

Friday, May 25, 2007

Oh, yah. I forgot to say.
I went to Vivo yesterday with Lee Min and Melisa.
WOOH!
WE WENT TO CANDY EMPIRE
We PIGGED out at Marches.
The bill came up to $50+.
WOAH.
Then we pigged out somemore in the theatre, eating CHEESE.
We were watcing SPIDEY 3.
Lee Min and I are so mean. We were laughing during the sad parts, cause Peter Parker's face is all scrunched up when he wants to cry.
And WTH is wrong with his and MJ's on and off relationship?
Seriously.
So irritaing and fickle.
The MRT ride home was super smelly.
Melisa and I could smell MENSTRAL BLOOD.
Ew.
*sniffs the air*
Waited for mummy to pick me up.
I was sitting on the hand railings.
So naughty, i AM.
WHOOS!
I just picked up my playlists and my Jazz one is the most played.
Cause jazz always perks me up.
And I get annoyed REAL easily.
My ROCK one is slightly weird.
WHOOS.
Kinda excited for LD camp.
Mainly because we are allowed to bring our stuff.
WHOO HOOS.
"I am so high, I can hear Heaven."

with love, Bindhu(:

My grades suck.
Granted, I am the third in class.
Yes, but my class is not very bright.
BINDHU GOT 533/800.
ISN'T THAT LOW???
HAHAHAHA.
Clara got 581.
And she is in 1.1.
A somemore.
Alot of my friends are there, lah.
HAHAHA.
I almost wrote fiends instead.
Third best class. Still EM1 one.
I think.
Whatever.
Got:
1 A1(Maths)
2 A2's(EL&LIT)
3 B3's(Bio, Geo and Tamil)
2 B4's(Home Ec and D&T)
1 C5(Chem)
__________________________________________________________________________________

Ms _______ says that I have an attitude problem.
Whatever.
Ms _______,go screw someone.
And that I know too much that I am smart.
Yes.
I know I am smart.
Big deal.
At the risk of sounding arrogant: It's true, ain't it?
She says it is obvious if I dislike something/someone.
What do you expect me to do?
Be a hyprocrite?
And WTF?
I did help with the class thing.
I cleaned the classroom and I helped to pin things up.
And _______, did YOU do anything?
I don't think so.
I hope you die, short ass.
The good things:
Smart
Articulate
Popular among peers(her words, not mine)
Confident
That's what I've heard for a long time.
Cause I am.
And it's very annoying.
My mom told ____ that I sometimes prefer the company of my P6 friends cause they speak better than my new ones.
I have to agree on that.
Not saying anything bad about you guys(1.3), but the thing is, when I speak to my Patience friends, I don't have to explain words.
Do you know how gratifying it is?
Being allowed to speak "chimly" knowing that your peers understand you and you don't byfar them in vocubulary.
Not complaining though.
It's more liberating with you guys.
You know about ---- being cute.
Strictly in a straight way.
Wahhhs.

with love, Bindhu(:

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Your dad is some sort of engineer or doctor.
(YES)
Your parents say, "Don't forget your heritage."
(YES)
You know what's going to happen in every Hindi movie before it happens
(YES)
You're father and grandfathers have hair on their ears
(YES)
An Asian woman comes on campus and people ask: "Is that your mother? Well then, is it your sister?"
(no...)
Your relatives' houses smell like incense, mothballs or both
(INCENSE)
Your parents say, "Calculus? I took calculus in 8th grade!!"
(HUH?)
You either really, really want to go to NYU or really, really want to stay away from it
(Not particularly. It's a LIBERAL ARTS SCHOOL)
"You want a stereo! When I was your age, I didn't even have shoes!"
(Daddy. Mummy was rich and spoilt)
Your dad still pulls his socks up to his knees, you know, the ones with the blue and pink stripes at the top.
(He has high socks. Oh, the horror)
Your family owns a tennis racquet.
(YES.)
You buy corn oil by the gallon.
(Sorta)
Your family owns butcher knives bigger than your head.
(YES. WONDER WHY)
You arrive one or two hours late to a party and think it's normal.
(YEAH! IST. Indian Standard Time)
Everyone in your family has pet names, which sound nowhere close to their real names.
(Kinda. Mine is something in Malayalam)
You are standing next to the two largest suitcases at the Airport.
(Yuh HUH)
You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house.
(YES. How irriating is THAT?)
When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you discover you're talking to a distant cousin.
(YES. It is rather scary)
Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making long distance calls.
(It hurts the ears.)
There is a sale on any item, you buy 100 of them.
(Yes. OH YES)
You have a 'Singer Brother' sewing machine at home.
(Gramma does. My mother and father aren't exactly... domesticated)
Your mother has a minor disagreement with her (or your dad's) sister and doesn't talk to her for ten years.
(Sorta)
You hide everything from your parents.
(YES! THEY ARE SO NOSY)
Your mother does everything for you if you are male.
(no. My mother supports the logic that WOMEN ROCK. But she does molly coddle my cousin, who is an idiot)
You do all the housework and cooking if you are female.
(NO!)
Your relatives alone could populate a small city.
(OH YES. Not just a small one)
Everyone is a family friend.
(YES. WTH is up with that?)
You know no one who has studied music.
(They are talented in it. However, the SCIENTIFIC PATH)
You went to a university as far away from home as possible.
(YES. PREFERABLY IN SPACE)
You still came back home to live with your parents after you had finished.
(Probably will)
Your best friend got married at the age of 16.
(EW. Clara, don't, kay?)
You like the meat well done.
(YES. Ew.)
You eat onions with everything.
(NO! But my parents like blending them in.)
You use chilli sauce instead of tomato ketchup.
(yays!)
You say you hate Indian films but secretly watch them with your parents.
(I watch only HIndi Indian films)
You teach Westerners swearwords in your language.
(YES! SWEAR, CUSS!)
You order Indian food in your own language to impress the people you're with but the waiters don't understand you.
(No. I am very fluent in Malayalam, thank you very much.)
You avoid public places when with a member of the opposite sex, especially if there is an acquaintance within a 250 miles radius.
(Males suck.)
You always say "open the light" instead of "turn the light on".
(My English is perfect.)
You secure your baggage with a rope.
(Isn't that normal...?)
You're walking out of customs with your trolley at the airport and you see all twenty-five members of your family who have come to pick you up.
(Yes. I can never escape them)
You go back to your parents' country and people treat you like a member of...the royal family.
(yes. And I can't stand them)
You're parents would freak out if your sister wore a crop top baring her midriff...but wearing a sari is perfectly acceptable
(Like my sister would wear a sari.)
Your parents call all your friends "Beta" whether they are Indian or not
(Kinda.)
Your parent are panicking if you aren't married when you turn 25
(I'm 13. A LOOOONG way to go)
Either you really like Indians of the opposite sex or you can't stand them
(can't stand them. SO UGLY)
Your mother measures wealth in gold and diamonds
(My mom is weird.)
A horoscope must decide your wedding date
(Yes. And my profession)
Your parents drink 6 cups of tea a day
(Coffee. Tea.)
You are sick and tired of answering questions about "the dot"
(The dot. Bindhu is not very piast. She does not go to temple, wear "the dot" and she eats meat.)
Your friends could not explain your religion to someone if they tried
(no. they are stupid.((:)
You could not explain your religion to someone if you tried
(hell no.)
You have cousins you have never met, whose names you don't know, but who insist they're related to you, even though they bear NO resemblance to...anyone YOU know.
(YES. So many, many)
Your parents push the concept of an arranged marriage on you and try and demonstrate how well it works whenever they're not fighting.
(They are doing that to my cousins' who are ready to be wed.)
You notice that whenever you go to another Indian's house, your parents always talk about work and business.
(YOU CAN PREDICT THE FUTURE.)
The second you pull out of someone's driveway, your parents start talking...about them.
(Yes. bad, good.)
Every few months your parents say when they're moving back to India
(No. NOOOOO!)
No one ever seems to call ahead of time to say they are coming over for a visit.
(They do. Sometimes)
You're proud to be Indian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Indian friends!
(Kinda. unless they are being stupid.)

with love, Bindhu(:

I need to kill fish.
Sorry, I have just developed a disturbing fettish.
Ignore my weirdness.
Much too lazy to blog about my day.
Summaried:
LD TERRIBLE.
During Afternoon Assembly, the message was: Mrs Cumar wants to meet Julia at the back of the hall.
The changed one: Cumar wants to meet you, Julia. I know you don't want to meet her. Who does? But you have to.

with love, Bindhu(:

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

AH! I HAD CHOCOLATE.I love love love love CHOCOLATES. YAYS!!!
They sold chocolates in the canteen today.
YAYS.
Chapel was super enthu.
Was jumping up and down.
And THAT, my friends was my morning workout.
The story of my life.
CHOCOLATE.
Went down during Lit to take the beloved sweety goodness.
Cristy, Sha, Michelle and Kim Ho took my darling.
TO HELL ALL OF YOU!!!
Math, glue was poured all over me. WAHA.
I took Julia's grape and marshmallow.
YAYS.
Which were dipped in chocolate.
C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E;
You're mine.
During English, **** was walking around.
AH! SO CUTE!
Not that I like her.
I just think she is cute.
I AM NOT LES.
Ramesh scolded me for looking out of the window. Oooers.
And I made everyone call the perferator the right word.
P-E-R-F-E-R-A-T-O-R
LD meeting was fun.
And sickening.
_________ and ___________ were pissing me off.
Seriously.
SO DAMN ANNOYING.
Oh well.
;&you broke my heart into millions of tiny pieces.

with love, Bindhu(:

Saturday, May 19, 2007

The pitter-patterin rain washed over her. The anguish and pain was carved into her, she had to learn to live with it.
All the pain, all the suffering. There was nothing she could do.Physical pain. It was like a drug, it made her feel, it made her know that she was alive. It alerted her senses, and dulled the realisation. It was a drug. All the epiphany's she had had, all with unadulterated pain. It set her free.
"What are you doing?" a voice full of ice and armour whispered.
That was badly written. Really badly written. Geez, I can't even write properly. Fu-k. I don't think that I have fared well in my papers.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
I absolutely abhor my hair.
PICCIES TIME!

My head looks obscure and huge. Screw it.

ASS-ther was on us. Wait. Ew. Forget i said that.

Cheese. WHOOS((:

YAYSIES! i HAVE no IDEA what position I was in. Don' ask. I am beautiful.
But weird.

Sha, Sha, Sha, you bad girl.

with love, Bindhu(:

Your English Skills:

Grammar: 60%Punctuation: 40%Spelling: 40%Vocabulary: 40%

http://www.blogthings.com/doesyourenglishcutthemustardquiz/">Does Your English Cut the Mustard?

Yes. Flabbergasted looks.
My Vocab is 40&.
Perhaps I need to speak better. Watching a Haunting now. But am preoccupied with the computer.
I have just decided to wisely dedicate my time to pouring over my seniors' blogs. And I have found out one thing.
They write impeccably.
Yes, they do.
It's rather plauging. I doubt that I will ever mature to that of their standard. The way they string their sentences together deserves much applause.
"Look who's alone now"
I just can't seem to stop editing my blog. Multiple posts a day are as rare as cheerful mornings, but are a source of befuddlement. I can never figure out why I like doing so.
Oh, the mysteries of life.
My fingers are at overdrive, simply typing and typing,and my eyes are fixated at the screen. I doubt anything is registering.
"And all the fu-king shit that they can find."
Seriously.
This show gives me the creeps. But I cannot deny that it intrigues me.
The hidden world, sounds so mysterious.

With you pernickety little bastards in your fancy dress.
Something keeps flashing, it really causes me to recoil in fear.
The pendant is being held at the throat of the women.
Moreover, the hollow of her throat.
Did I disappoint you?
Sleep has been my irregular companion, oly inteacting with me at the most inoppurtune times.
Yes, you heard me.
I hate sleeping.
I love sleeping.
This show creeps me out.
I shall continue typing so that I don't die of fright.

with love, Bindhu(:

I DON'T KNOW BUT I'VE BEEN TOLD.
1-3 GIRLS ARE MADE OF GOLD
WE WILL FIGHT AND WE WILL WIN!
CHAMPION, CHAMPION IS OUR THEME!!!
<33333
HEY 1-3,
YOU'RE SO FINE
YOU BLOW MY MIND

with love, Bindhu(:

Friday, May 18, 2007

iDiscover Camp 2007

YeS.
I have returned.
Please hold your applause.
HOLD IT.
Yes. I bet you are all at the edge of your seats, dying to know what happened.
DAY 1
I met Annabella Ong, Jolyn, Melisa, Cristy and Michelle at Macs.
Ate it.
MUHAAHAHA.
Met Ee Lin, Christa, Jeanelle and Yvonne at the hall, and of course sat with them. ((:
We had an extremely boring briefing.
FOLLOWED BY ICEBREAKERS!!!
YAY!
Bindhu was enthu and she introduced herself as so:
"I am Bindhu, I am from ELDDS and I enjoy plotting to take over the world."
OH YES I DO.
Can you imagine the diobolical plans I have come up with???
*evil laugh*
After that, we were told to put our shit-I mean bags in our Dorms.
WOOHS!
And then, we made our class flag and we went through the cheers.
When we became enthu I started liking the class.
WOOHS!
Then it was team-building games!
It was super fun.
For an English-y game, Bindhu was sabo-ed to make the wordsies.
I ran around in circles.
YAYS!
"My every hope is with you"
Bath time was... one of a kind.
It was fun, but it was really nothing compared to the P5 CAMP bathing time.
The male users, remember???
Anyways, back to the topic.
I had a bath outside.
NOT OUTSIDE YOU DIRTY NIMRODS!
Outside the cubicles.
WAH HOO!
Alot of people did too.
We washed our hair in the sink.
Then we soaped ourselves and threw water on top of ourselves.
Bindhu knows it was fun.
Wore my trusty Puma shorts and PADDINGTON BEAR T-SHIRT!
Paddington Bear is sooooooooo cute!
WHOO HOOT
Sang songs, did dance, played, o.o-ed, laughed at people and mocked Mr Ch-a, the gay one.
Yes.
You heard me right.
He is gay.
Gay-happy.
But possibly a man-lover too.
At least we have one thing in common.
I cheered until my throat became soar.
And my poor water bottle, so much saliva on it.
One of my classmates is afraid of the dark.
Yvonne and I were laughing at it. GAWD, WE ARE MEAN.
Couldn't really sleep at night. The floor was too hard.
DAY TWO
Woke up and forgot whom I went to the toilet with.
Too early in the morning.
Bindhu's brain was not working.
The old man is snoring.
D.I.S.C.
Bindhu had all three same graphs!
Which means that my public self, my private self and the way I am seen with my friends are all the same. YAYS
That means I have no facade and pretence.
I think.
Should be.
I am an I.
Which means I am influential!
WHOOS
But I think the accurate one is to actually take the two ones.
Which means I am an ID.
I-Influential
D-Dominant
My I's are very strong, and my D's are simply strong.
I rock.
The outdoor activity was captivating, and pretty soon we were all worn with fatigue.
Nevertheless, we cheered.
Bath time was the same.
YAYS
There were three slots.
1.1-1.3
1.4-1.6
1.7-1.9
SO I GOT TO SHOWER FIRST!!!
Christa was mean. I still <3333 her though.
She said that it paid to be smart.
LOLs.
Dinner was EWS.
Victoria and I were giving out the food.
So,we separated it.
And I said
Sooo, the stupid class gets this one, and the stupider class this one.
Then she looked at 1.* and said, and that is the stupidest class.
My camp T-shirt is like a dress to me.
ANOTHER DRESS.
YAY.
Our Campfire performance was shit.
oh wells.
I <33333333 YOU, 1.3!!!
The campfire was OKish, and it was fake.
Sleep is good. And I did.
DAY 3
BLAH BLAH.
Woke up 7.00
Christa and I looked at each other cause opened our eyes at the same time and we were facing each other.
Then we both closed our eyes, a while later got up, and brushed our teeth.
omG.
I jumped and jumped and jumped during Devotion.
OWWS.
Jeanelle, Mich and I took off our shoes.
And my feet hurt.
Oosha.
The class cleaning was funny.
Yvonne used Kiran's pants.
White pants.
Then Kiran screamed at her, she used paint brushes.
Mei Yu's brushes.
Then the rest is negliegable.

I LOVE YOU, SENIORS.
DEEP DOWN IN MY HEART.

with love, Bindhu(:

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

CAMP TOMMOROW((:
Not sure why I am oh soo excited.
Meeting people at Macs before heading to school.
YAYS!
With heavy bags.
Oh CRAP,
My PL Lite shirt, is a size or so too big.
Therefore, my PE shorts, which are Pri shorts cause I can't be fu-ked up to buy Sec school ones look non existent.
Yes.
You heard me.
I look obscene.
In a dress.
Wow.
Ew.
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Today was a slack day. It made me happy.
Lit-Watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
I like the movie. Johnny Depp is so damn hot. Damn, I wanna jump him.
Math-Ong Ong lets us do whatever we want.
YAY!
English-Ramesh didn't come.
HOORAH!
Yvonne and I were trading sick stories.
I enlitighened Annabella, Kim Ho and Lee Min about climaxes.
And orgasms.
And alot of things.
Yes, my dear children.
Thing.
Sick stories that I mentioned earlier???
Yeah. Alot of them.
Horny, erotic ones.
Hell. They made me happy.
You are my everything.
;&it all falls apart.
Yeah.
It's me.
BOOH.
Simply ME.

with love, Bindhu(:

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

You fill up every corner.
So.
Yeahs.
Today. School was one of a kind.
Tamil was fun.
Yes, gasp.
Teacher let us go to the library to READ.
Right.
We read porn.
Well, not really.
Just really explicit books.
And for English, was supposed to have been doing my summary.
Needless to say, I didn't.
Wow. I am such a hard working girl.
OOOOH, yes I am.
I just realised something.
I've been out of contact with Patience for so long.
And I don't care.
Well, I do.
It's not like a sudden epiphany though.
If it were, it would be a bitter one.
Sort of.
I am in contact with them.
I just can't decide if I like it anymore.
Gawd, I sound so melo dramatic.
I suppose it is because we have all changed.
Or maybe I have. Everyone just seems so cocky and arrogant.
Yeah. I just realised that what my classmates tell me might be true.
6 Patience was a great classs.
But we were snobs.
Even me.
Wait. ESPECIALLY me.
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Oh, well. The truth hurts.
;And I fall in love with you more and more everyday.
Ew. That was revolting.
Hoping not to have math tuition. Yeahs.
I don't want TUITION.
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Class Tee.
Please, lah.
Don't pretend that you and your sycophants own the class.
When you depend on people like me for the class to be responsive.
It's a class effort. We are 1-3. Not just you and your clique.
You and your minions can agree on one ridiculous thing.
The tee is completely vomit-inducing.
I detest it.
I abhor it.
You were the one's who encouraged us to make our own designs.
Yet, you contradict your own words.
Mother Fu-kers.
Yes, I am reasonably indignant at you.
Class blog.
What the hell.
You close down the blog at the slightest problem.
Doesn't that simply show everyone how much pressure you can handle???
Keep the fu-king thing.
Just let us re-do it.
Give it a make over.
Give us the freaking User ID and password, for GOD'S sake!
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Wait. Since when have I become so witless and bitchy???
;You and your charm. You ass.

with love, Bindhu(:

Monday, May 14, 2007

I feel guilty. Like I have disappointed my mother somehow. You see, she called and asked if I wanted to go and watch Spiderman, but well... I would rather go out with my friends than you know. She sounded very quiet and disappointed. :(( Anywayys, I am very very scared for my Chem paper. I think that I may FAIL. yeahs. And as for the class blog, well, it's been deleted. They say since everyone is against it. Well, they could actually shift it to Blogger, which is SOOO much easier and give the user ID and password to the class. It is, after all, a CLASS blog. whatever. And am kinda pissed since for the class tee, they don't seem to LISTEN to our ideas and that mother fu-ker Mrs L-- acted like SHE was the teacher of our class. Like real, bitch. -(Person) got really angry at - (person) and -(person). They got the shock of their lives when she stomped out, threw water at them and screamed at them, calling them bitches. Then she said that she hopes that those two people get -----.

with love, Bindhu(:

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Bindhu is happy((:
Bindhu is missing Tamil Tuition((:
Bindhu is listening to A.M. Sixty((:
Bindhu's bestie is sleeping over tonight. <333333
Bindhu's best friend is coming over tommorow. <3333333333
Bindhu's besties(Christa&Jeanelle) are at tution. MWHAHAHAHA. ((:
Bindhu is reading. <3333333
Bindhu's fav cousin is sending me more music((:
Bindhu loves shiny. <333333333333333
Bindhu needs chocolate.((:
Bindhu's bestie's mother is crazy((:
Bindhu'sister is a nut.((:
Bindhu likes Macs. <3333
Bindhu has Macs yesterday((:
Bindhu is jumping up and down.((:

Riiiiight. Wasn't that strange? Bindhu thinks so. YAYS. Was going to upload pics of things. But I have just decided not to.
Why? No idea.
See that girl, digging the dancing queen.
Well, relax. I like no girl. No boy.
I AM ASEXUAL.
Yes. Bindhu is.

with love, Bindhu(:

Friday, May 11, 2007

Just came back from Macs where Mich, Jolyn, Annabella Ong, Lee Min, Cristy and I were "studying". More like slacking. BUT I FINISHED ONE REVISION EXERCISE IN 3 HOURS! Haha. Kim screamed at us to come back, then we all turned around. When we were CROSSING THE ROAD. Then Cristy told COMMANDED us to run cause Mrs Lee was in the car! MRS LEE-PRINCIPAL! Then she wind down her window and said something to Kim. FU-K, right? But then when we called her, we found out that she was instructed to tie plaits. o.o so everyone said CHEH! At Macs, we were eating. And they said I was sick. WHATEVER. Lit paper was OK. HAHAHAHA! 1.1, 1.2 suffered for Geo. BWHAHAHAHAHA! Cumar did not teach them everything that was needed for their papers. HAHAAHAHA

with love, Bindhu(:

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

School is so mundane.
Not saying that life is meaningless and I am suicidal, but.
School is mundane.
It's just the truth. The only thing that keeps me from dying is my friends. Yes. My friends.
Just getting more and more confused by them.
Yeah.
Gawd, I sound like those depressed people who's blogs are excruciating to read.
The internet awareness talk today was boring. After that, stupid Yvonne messed up my screen. Was looking at stuff with Lee Min and Mich.
Funny stuff.
During Math, when Ong-ey's back was turned, everyone started throwing notes at each other.
Yes. Isn't that cool? Very cool.
It's all the little things.
What makes you different.
Makes you beautiful.
Isn't that sweeT?

with love, Bindhu(:

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

I never though I would say this. But I am head over heels.
With doppleganger the second! YAY!
Lit was OK today. Honestly, I find that the things we did originally was ALOOOT more fun. But that was probably cause it was.
I had Tamil after that. 39/60.
Yes, it is low, but you must bear in mind that my Tamil sucks. Went to the "toilet". Then I came back. AND WHAM.
No, I did not fall down.
The bell rang.
English was fine. I had less mistakes than Ee Lin, buuuut, Mrs Ramesh wrote on my book "that I could do better" and not on hers. Her words, not mine.
CHEM*Que spooky music*
GAWD, Ms Liang sucks. She really is very boring. Oh, yeah. DRAMA TRAINING IS $50++! But it is compulsory. >.="
HOME EC RESEARCH
First to finish. Cause I type faster than they do. YAY! Listened to Doppleganger the Second on the way home with Jeanelle-y.
Lee Min proclaimed us best friends. Then she said she felt like the third wheel. But she did not put it as eloquently as I did.*smiles bashfully*
Binny((:

with love, Bindhu(:

I never though I would say this. But I am head over heels.
With doppleganger the second! YAY!
Lit was OK today. Honestly, I find that the things we did originally was ALOOOT more fun. But that was probably cause it was.
I had Tamil after that. 39/60.
Yes, it is low, but you must bear in mind that my Tamil sucks. Went to the "toilet". Then I came back. AND WHAM.
No, I did not fall down.
The bell rang.
English was fine. I had less mistakes than Ee Lin, buuuut, Mrs Ramesh wrote on my book "that I could do better" and not on hers. Her words, not mine.
CHEM*Que spooky music*
GAWD, Ms Liang sucks. She really is very boring. Oh, yeah. DRAMA TRAINING IS $50++! But it is compulsory. >.="
HOME EC RESEARCH
First to finish. Cause I type faster than they do. YAY! Listened to Doppleganger the Second on the way home with Jeanelle-y.
Lee Min proclaimed us best friends. Then she said she felt like the third wheel. But she did not put it as eloquently as I did.*smiles bashfully*
Binny((:

with love, Bindhu(:

Monday, May 07, 2007

Seriously SCREWED

Right. I am seriously screwed for Lit and Home Ec. Maybe not Lit but definitely Home Ec. Yeah, I freaking am. Lit I have yet to take the paper, so going to study damn hard. For Home Ec. I have to redo Carbohydrates, fats and proteins, their uses, their importance to teens and yada yada. Going to do it with Lee Min and Jeanelle tommorow. ((: English test has no reference to real life. WHY ON EARTH MUST WE DO REPORT WRITING??? Break was fun. Izabella twirled me around and said I was loony. And Jeanelle agreed. BAHS. Stupid Yvonne went around hurting people. I swear. Small people should be banned. For Tamil, we protested vehemently that we had already done an exercise and when the teacher finally concided and went off the take something I asked the rest, HAS SHE DONE IT? And no, we have NOT done it. Bull shit, sia. Math. Boring. I showed the rest my story with hot, hot boys. ((: They said I was pervertic. THE THANKS I GET. After that went library with Jeanelle, Christa and Ee Lin. YAY! Home Ec. after. Baked GROOOOOOOOS Sardine Pastaries. It tasted how it was supposed to but, ew. Sardine. Got called out to do the thing for the bit-h who is so full of fu-king shit. LALS. After that, some of us went back to Exam Venue to be cam whores. Lols. Took a picture of my panties. So hot, they are! Then various weird ones. AND WITH ALL OF US POINTING OUR MIDDLE FINGERS. Mummy don't see this. Jeanelle sent me an SMS with fu-k in it. Then my mom saw. HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHA. And her 6 year old cousin saw the message I sent her with fu-k in it. We are screwed shits. Listening to Doppleganger the Second, my iPod. SOOOOOOOO EXCITED!
Your laugh, your smile.
Bindhu. ((:

with love, Bindhu(:

Sunday, May 06, 2007

I AM SO EUPHORIC! I GOT AN iPOD NANO! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

with love, Bindhu(:

Friday, May 04, 2007

HAHAHIHI. Today Tamil Paper. It was SOOOOOOO whatever. Gonna fail it anyway. IT was...interesting, to say the least. Sha, Christa and I were saying crap on Yvonne's blog, then she got really angry. So, it was beggin time. Ohhhhhhhhh, well, it turned out OK. Chem, was thankfully one period. BHAHAH. Ee Lin has to do a reflection on why she did not hand up the attendance list. So, Christa said to write that because Ms Liang is hideous she repented by not handing in the list. We cracked up. So Jeanelle and Yvonne asked us why were laughing then we told them why. OH, AND YVONNE, I STILL HAVE NOT FORGIVEN YOU FOR MAKING ME WANT TO PUKE WHILST I WAS EATING MY TERRIAKI CHICKEN! Anywayyyys, after Chem Ms Liang asked if any of us wanted to help her carry something. Mich, Cristy, Yvonne, Lee Min, Jeanelle and I ran out. Hmm. You can guess why. So when we reached down, that STUPID Cristy Ang pulled my PANTS DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN. They saw what colour it is too. BLEAHS. Break,we all teased ASS-ther about her infatuation with LiangLiang. Whatever. LiangLiang is les. Butch. For PE, 6 vs. 6. Interesting opponents. JEANELLE, 'VONNE, EE LIN, CHRISTA, SHA AND I AGAINST.... CRISTY, MICHELLE, KIM-HO, ABBY, ASS-THER AND LEE MIN. Yah, super fun! We shook hands first. And we really played badly. I screamed whenever the ball came near me. During Lit, nearly died laughing when ****** ran in her clothes. She thundered across the room. Math. Lee Min and I poned class for like 15 min? We went down then the fire bell sounded. We were hoping that there was a REAL fire and OngOng got stuck in t. Damn. No such luck. Was passig notes and making people corrupted for the remainer of class. BWJJAAAHAHAHA

with love, Bindhu(:

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

LIT PLAY((:
AH! I doubt that I am going to do well for it. Everyone forgot their lines, so we were majorly impromptu. Pity Group 1, they couldn't finish theirs. Stupid Lee Min sprayed hair spray on my hand. :( After finishing our play(I WAS DECKED IN SHORTS THAT REALLY FALL OF ME. SERIOUSLY. Lucky I wore school shorts underneath it.) So I threw the shorts off then we(Christa, Yvonne, Abby, Lee Min and I) joined Cristy, Kim, Esther, Sha and Ee Lin at the back. BWHAHAHA. We were all lying on the yoga mats and were being RETARDED((: Christa and I passed 1.1 classroom since it's in a row: 1.1, 1.2, 1.3(YAY) and so on and so forth. Pris and Izabella and everyone of our P6 classmates(we are from Patience and Sincierity, so we both have a lot of P6 classmates in 1.1:) stared at us since we were both sill in our costumes shirts but in our PE shorts. Dring recess, sat with Jeanelle, Yvonne, Christa, Ee Lin, Lee Min, Sha, Esther, Kim, Cristy and Michelle. More with the former 4 though. The five of us. J,Y,C, E and the almighty ME were playing Head Count. We were hitting each others' heads according to whom we were sitting next to. When I demanded to know who started it, they all said YOU, BINDHU, YOU IDIOT! Ah, can just feel the love. After that Maths. Shit. Kim, Mich, Lee Min and I missed the first part cause we were "looking for tables and chairs." Ee Lin, Abby, Lee Min, Mich, Kim and I sat together and passed notes. Incriminating notes they were. With ducks. And stripping games. And boyfriends and girlfriends. >.=". Free period. Was disgusted, so Jeanelle and I ran off and splashed in the water. Mwhahahahaha. English test. I DREW ON CHRISTA's ARM. BWHAHAHAHA. She just rolled her eyes. Stupid Jeanelle. Left me on the bus to die alone. Whatever. i have evidence that she is small and horny. Clara, Pris? That porn video? Yeah, taped by Jeanelle, stupid child.

with love, Bindhu(:

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

QUIZZES((:

Bindhu, your position as youngest child shows most strongly in your social skills.

Similar to other youngest children, you are probably easygoing and charming. Because you were the youngest in the family, your natural survival instinct was to seek protection from older members of your family. To accomplish this, you learned some important skills. First, you leaned not to be shy about openly expressing your affection and love. In addition, you became adept at reading how people feel about you. You're likely very perceptive, and skilled at picking up on body language and other non-verbal cues. Like other youngest children, you tend to be outgoing, active and optimistic. You are probably excitable by nature and radiate confidence and happiness. As a rule, it is usually not difficult for you to make friends wherever you go.
That's right. I am the youngest. Whoop-dee-doo!
Bindhu, you're 35% masculine

This is based on how you scored on a variety of traits that, founded on classic research and our own studies, are typically associated with men.You're also 65% feminine, which is based on how you scored on traits that are typically associated with women. When we compare your results with other women it shows that you are somewhat more masculine than other women.
WTF???????? I AM OF THE MORE INTELLIGANT SPECIES. I AM!

with love, Bindhu(: