hello

i am now randoming in school

cos sch only starts in approximately an hour.... -.-

being pressurised to give up the computer to let agatha read fanfiction

and being beaten up by her right this moment

now saying want to check her email....
sigh
later cant write cos my hand injured ><


sigh*

Is it me??? or is it Pure Coincidence???

helloie >< is it SERIOUSLY just me??? tell u about it: 1)james patterson books his main character some how ALWAYS uses this name : ALEX 2)some other author tht i recently came across also uses this name as the main character : ALEX 3)now there's this tropical storm in america that's nearing the gulf of mexico[or is it changing direction?? i dont know...] and the people named it : ALEX there's many more to name... but im not very sure how to phrase them... so i guess i'll just leave them... hopefully i dont get too paranoid over it >< SERIOUSLY.... is it me being too OVERLY-SENSITIVE??? or is fate playing games on me????? SIGH.... i'll never know.... cos im not u know.... a terrestarial being >< signing off.....[i need to go crap out the stupid IH assignment.... wait, i cant crap it... cos this FREAK ASSIGNMENT IS SOOOOO GRADED >< EEEEEEEEEK] vivienne dumbdumbdodo ><

RANDOMNESS is FUN :DDDD

this is really called [random-ness]

WAHAHAHAH
lol...o.0

FREEDOM smiley me

YES >< ive completed my chinese sia[the most difficult part is the [using the brains part] typing and thinking part] hehe not that im lazy but chinese seems >chim< to me :DDDD on thurs must go down to get the thinner string for the crystal >< haiz.... nvm... now im gonna do printing for my chinese sia and then design the pages :DDD[yay!! the fun part -.-] well, thats it for now :} bye~ vivienne >hearts<

The worst marathon on Earth >> CHINESE SIAs

hey yoyo >< seriously i think i'd rather run a cross country rather than be cooped up in my room trying to chiong out the SIA that we all chinese dislikers hate -.- i've decided to retire from chinese stuff for at least 1 day or else im really gonna EXPLODE [KABOOM] and thats not what the earth wants...[more pollution] anyways... im REALLY hoping to go down to POMO at least one more time before school reopens cos i wont want to make a trip down there right after school just to get my materials...[thats taking 171 to downtown in my school uniform-.-] i really hate to do this but i MUST report abt my CHINESE SIA progress to you in order to keep my spirits up and going >< well i think im only like WHAT!!!![50%-65%] done........ still have qian yan and jie lun to draft out... all the work to print out... then i'll have to still design the freak cover and content pages... JUST FOR THE SAKE OF MY MARKS.... well i hope that that [carrot] will keep me boosted and GOING!!! >.< -.-[ nice facial signs :DDD]

anyways.... im seriously hoping to finish typing out the qian yan and jie lun by tmr and if i could i ould also like to finish up the designing part toooooooooo~ and at least i have a free tuesday and wednesday without having to worry for my work than on thrusday i'll do some research on IH and final improvements for my LA and AEP SIAs and i'll do all my printing on saturday OR sunday [no (and) allowed otherwise i'll split the printing which i most probably have too-.-*sigh* and i might forget to print some stuff.... SO TROUBLESOME]

than before sunday, i MUST call up [or sms or erm... MSN] at least 3 of my pals [101] to confirm that i have not missed out anything [homework...-.-] thats due[especially on day one] on term 3.. :DDD



and MUST REMEMBER TO REMIND ME TO WEAR MY BROWN SPECS TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY AND TUESDAY [aiya..whenever i like larh] and must remember to bring beading stuff to school to do :DDD [yay!!] and my specs case with my usual specs :]]]


think i have to end here liao -.-
need to go out MAKAN soon

byebye :DD
with lotsa LOVE ~vivienne~

A for what??

hello peeps,

as promised here's the longest word that starts with A [plus the meaning]...


Antidisestablishmentarianism pronouncation:[an-tee-dis-uh-stab-lish-muhn-tair-ee-uh-niz-uhm, an-tahy-]
–noun
opposition to the withdrawal of state support or recognition from an established church, esp. the Anglican Church in 19th-century England.

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Origin:
anti- + disestablishment + -arian + -ism


guess that's about it for now >< promise for tmr: shortest word starting with B, yeh?

tudos~
vivienne dumbdumbdodo ><

Randomness

hello fellow [it rhymes, hahas ;] ><

shld i start this marathon posting of titles labelled A-Z 26 seperate posts i mean:]

hmm... actually its not a bad idea although there are bound to be interruptions like other posts not related to it at all >< well i think its ok... why not make it a daily thing... MUST HAVE THIS 26 POSTS TITLE <> than i shld do a research on each individual alphabet and also some interesting words that starts with that perticular alphabet... hope that i can perservere till the end ><

JIA YOU!

i shall start with A tmr... if i can afford the time.. ><

think i'll sign off here its like.. 1 am in the morning....sadly this blog's timing isnt very accurate so just ignore it if there are people reading my bloggie :]

GOOD NIGHT- sleep tight-DREAM OF BED BUGS TONIGHT
love and hugs* :)))))) vivienne dumbdumbdodo ><

hi yo ><

just in case ur wondering how i got my marks for CA1 well here is the component weightage im only going to post the SEC 1 one cos im SEC 1 ... [duh~]


here it is... ><

ART & DESIGN (AEP)
Weighting---Assignment---70
Block Test---30

COMBINED HUMANITIES
Weighting---Geography Assignment---20
Geography Quiz---10
Geography Block Test---20
History Assignment---30
History Block Test---20

HIGHER CHINESE
Weighting---Composition---20
Comprehension---25
Functional Writing---5
Block Test---50

INTEGRATED MATHEMATICS
Weighting---Quiz---30
Block Test---50
Worksheet---20

LANGUAGE ART
Weighting---Assignment---10
Composition---10
Comprehension---10
ERIL---10
Oral Communication---10
Oral Presentation---20
Quiz---10
Block Test---20

SCIENCE
Weighting---Assignment---20
Practical---20
Quiz---20
Block Test---40


thats abt it its just the subjects that i am taking :]
nothing to enter as of now...just that i have successfully completed 3 beautiful beaded pink panthers... maybe thats the only intersting part lorh~ looking forward to my next trip down to POMO to get more stuff to do... maybe the crystal mouse would be nice and CUTEEEE~


with loving hugs and kisses **
Vivienne >< yoyo dudes~

LA FPSP story.. hope you like it :]

hi all followers if there are any :X

this is a story i wrote for my Language Arts SIA... hope that it's moving enough to all of you >< enjoy!

PS: its a bit wordy thats all cos its on a small screen >.<


~ZELOR~


I ran.

Passing a couple of flickering street lamps, I took a sharp turn into the dimly-lit alley, with documents clutched tightly to my chest. Panting heavily, I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw him. The sight of my father was always enough to ease any worries I had. This time, however, a worried expression on his face was sufficient to tell me how dire the situation really was. He embraced me with a tight and loving hug for just that few seconds, and that reminded me vividly how my father would do that each time he thought of my mother and how she died---she contracted an illness that proved fatal after she lost her hearing and sight---when I was just a little girl. Pushing me away slightly, he looked at me. My father’s weather-beaten face was, for the first time since my mother’s passing, tear-stained. He ruffled my hair a little, thrust me an envelope and ran off without turning back. Taking a last and final glimpse at my beloved father, I sped off in the opposite direction, towards the auto-car waiting to ferry me to the airport.

I jumped in to the car, blurted out a couple of instructions, and it sped off. I sat deep in thoughts, wondering how I got myself into this mess. Suddenly, everything started to fall in place: Singapore’s Prime Minister had hired low-profiled scientists to invent the chip called Zelor, which reduces one’s hearing capability and sight sensitivity permanently. When he made this invention public, he did not say that the effects of this chip once implanted cannot be reversed. So now after Singaporeans are suffering under the negative effects of Zelor, he then promised everyone that he would come up with another chip that lets us control it. With me working for him, I knew that he was a complete liar, even his son, who is my fiancé, hates him to the core, but he is forced to side with him because of their relationship. I then campaigned against the government’s actions, and that drove the Prime Minister up the wall. He had the police go on an island-wide manhunt for me just yesterday. And luckily, he did not make this public, otherwise the whole country would be protesting against him.

This all just boils down to nothing but: greed for fame.

“Reached desired destination, next command please.” The auto-car’s robotic voice broke my string of infuriating thoughts. I hopped off the auto-car, instructed it to return to my home garage, and it sped off into the darkness. Now, airports are just places for one to teleport from one country to another; no more traffic controllers, no more tight security checks, no more long transition periods, just an arrival and departure hall with some shops and restaurants. I proceeded to the gantry to enter into the departure hall, scanned my fake passport and it only recognized me as Yvonne Too, a happy girl going on a holiday. Deep-down inside me I am a sad person who has to leave my lover behind just to do what is right for my homeland. I selected the nearest vacant teleportation cubicle, chose my desired destination and in a twinkle of an eye, I was in Paris.

I felt more of a free person when I was in Paris: no more people hot on my trail, no more journalists knocking on my house door asking me for an interview, no more surveyors going from door-to-door taking surveys for The Census. I decided to roam the streets of Paris for the rest of the evening before finding a place for myself to stay in while I did my research.

A romantic ambience greeted me as I stepped out onto the streets of Paris. One could see the Eiffel Tower towering over you in the distance; the lights inside the Louvre gave off a romantic glow; the fresh and crisp water smell coming from the Seine River in the distance. I came to a run-down motel and decided to check in.

“Bonsoir madame, a room for you for the night?” a young and well-dressed receptionist greeted me with warmth and humility.

“A room for the week would be better for the time being.” I bowed graciously to him as he handed me a unique set of room keys. I skipped up the stairs to my designated room, unlocked it, and began to set up my experimenting equipment.
**********
As the days passed, I grew friendlier with the receptionist and I even learned some basic French from him too. On certain occasions, I would ask him to become my guinea pig for my experiments during his off days and he would happily agree to it.

The day finally came to me.

I was playing with this instrument of mine when it cut me. In a flurry, I accidentally used Refrot instead of alcohol to sterilize my wound. And to my surprise, my skin just healed the wound in a blink of an eye. This suddenly gave me an idea.

“EUREKA!” I screamed, running down the stairs to the reception to share my good news with him.

“Je l’ai fait! [I did it!]” I hugged him with joy as I shared with him my findings. I would use the non-toxic chemical Refrot and when it comes into contact with blood it releases Turtos, a kind of chemical that reverses the effects of Zelor, restoring one’s original sense of hearing and sight. With this, I could return to Singapore with my findings to share with my citizens to ease them from their torture.

Upon my return to Singapore, there were tight security checks island-wide. The Prime Minister was still hot on my heels. I presented them my fake IC from the same thick envelope my father gave me a while back but alas; they saw through my trick and apprehended me on the spot.

Then everything else was a total blur.
**********
To my final destination I trudged, with heavy footsteps.

The heavy metal gate behind me slammed tight shut, the deafening clash of the lock clicking together and the four cold and bare walls staring right back at me. That, was all I needed to know that my fate was sealed.

Sealed shut.

I slumped onto the cold cemented floor, thousands of thoughts dashing through my mind.

Why, did I protest against the government about the implanting of the chip when I knew, I would end up at this very place? Why, did I decide to live the life of a fugitive when I could end my sorrows effectively and quickly by committing suicide? Why, did I want to invent something that would eventually end up in the waste baskets of many?

As I thought deeper and deeper, I felt myself falling deeper and deeper down the threshold. Tears of deep, etching sorrow rolled down my cheeks which were painfully sore from the endless slapping torture I had just received. When would my sorrowful days end?

Never…
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“This is the cell she was in, Aubrey. Why are you still so interested in her? I thought you broke up with her already?” the jail warden asked me with much curiosity present in his voice. I remained silent, not wishing to tell him the truth, lest my father finds out about it.

“Why did she die? TELL ME! WHY?” I grabbed the warden by his shoulders and jerked him hard. I let go of him as suddenly as I shook him, apologising profusely.

“She died of SFI and a broken heart. It is rumoured that her father was killed in a raid right after she left for France and that now Singaporeans are enjoying their life to the fullest without her presence anymore. Just admit it, Aubrey, you still love her, don’t you?” I could feel the anger inside me boiling, and left the prison quickly lest I threw a tantrum there. How could my father take credit for Lirienne’s brilliant invention?

How could he?

I sat in my auto-mobile and tears trickled down my cheeks. My world seemed to crash down like it had no supporting pillars to help me stand up strong again… my father had taken away my one and only chance of marrying the woman of my dreams.

My one and only chance, just gone…

Word count: 1393 words [only story]

oops>< sorry for abandoning you... ><

was REALLY busy trying to chiong out my work.... and i still have two chinese SIA's incompleted totally not touched yet >.< hahas im guilty.. well not exactly :]

oh and i've recently picked up probably the most wonderful skill on earth to me >< beading~ whoots! made my first profit of pink panther but apparently a string came loose so later once i off the com i'd have to redo just that part and reattach the metal hook... cant wait to do more of them! ive posted pics of that pink panter in facebook can go see :]

besides that nothing much has happened actually... well we're more or less settled down in my new house its actually not really that big but definitely bigger than my previous condo... I MISS STRATFORD COURT i still feel that the condo is really more home sweet home than this semi-d now... *sigh* life has to move on though ><

think i'll have to end here getting late liao... 1.29am in the morning friday 11/6/10 to be exact... XD


love and hugs ><
vivienne dombdumbdodo~