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Monday, January 27, 2003 Man...the things I do to get out of the Othello essay. I have my essay outline all here, I'm just in no mood to start. Argh! Deadline on Wednesday! :( Ok I'll purge myself of the nonsense and get down to it...I have to at LEAST get halfway through it by tonight. Terrible, awful me.Foolscap is fun. Dum de dum. And so's warm and fuzzy huggy poses. Been experimenting with drawing them for about a week now, and only just got it right today, during DRQ. Strange, but well. :)
Saturday, January 25, 2003 Edit: Corrected the June Holiday photographs link...it should be working now. :) Viv wished for the moon @ 9:24 AMPorcelain ::Julia Fordham:: I am very very much in like with you I hope that it's okay 'cause it's all I can do 'Cause you treat my skin like porcelain, Rare and special porcelain Even though you know I know you know That this is not the real thing... Oh, isn't it enough what I'm giving to you, baby? Oh, isn't it enough that your kisses drive me crazy? Oh, isn't it enough, isn't it enough? I read a book like you, it says for what it's worth People only really get what they deserve And I hear a voice cry out within Relax, enjoy the porcelain Treatment feels like liquid gold A treasured hand for me to hold Oh, isn't it enough what I'm giving to you, baby? Oh, isn't it enough that your kisses drive me crazy? Oh, isn't it enough, isn't it enough? Porcelain, porcelain You treat my skin like porcelain... In the big, big scheme of things Beyond the rare and special porcelain Beyond the joy, joy and the dis-at-ease Well there's a place for me... Porcelain, porcelain.... Sometimes I think I should say I love you too If words are free, why can't I spare the best for you? 'Cause you treat my skin like porcelain Rare and special porcelain Even though you know I know you know I'm cracked from all of this living Oh, isn't it enough what I'm giving to you, baby? Oh, isn't it enough that your kisses drive me crazy? Oh, isn't it enough that I'm checking for you, baby? Oh, isn't it enough that your kisses drive me crazy? Oh, isn't it enough, isn't it enough? Isn't it enough? Isn't it enough? Viv wished for the moon @ 9:16 AM Friday, January 24, 2003 I went scanner happy again. Man, that felt GOOD! I don't do it often enough...it's a remarkably good form of catharsis. Should indulge in it more often.
And before I forget, the photos from the long-ago-and-ancient (ok, not that ancient, last June) California, USA trip! Hurrah! It's cranky old Geocities, I'm afraid...only 20 views an hour. Sucks, huh. :( Of Purple Mountains and Fruited Skies! Something like that. ;) Viv wished for the moon @ 9:20 AM "Bring some Frankenbot with out of state plates and make me change my tune. I don't like that jazz. God, I'm tired." --Dean McCoppin, The Iron Giant I live, therefore I blog! Whee! Anyway considering a certain very pretty template for new blog layout (because I think widdle bwoggie needs a makeover), only problem is I have no idea what they mean when they say "Copy image to own server." Ok, so I've done that, how do I insert it into the layout? Argh! Net dummy in dire need of assistance! Am running out of webspace, is crisis in highest degree. Argh! Remote...linking...webspace....gleep. First Dramafeste rehearsal today, and I'm exhausted. We've got a long way to go, though I do think our cast has great potential. Only thing is we've got less than a month till we have to put up this show (20th and 21st February), and I'm worried because the admin got off to a slow start too. It's partly to do with the fact that school started later this year -- the J1s had a longer orientation due to the extra Thursday and Friday, the 2nd and 3rd of January-- and we had problems confirming the days of Dramafeste, due to issues with booking the LTs. Here's hoping things iron out okay...again, need to pray hard. I guess it's times like these when you really start to realize how little you are able to do by your own strength in the face of so many things, and there's only one way to survive it all...keep praying. Among other things I feel very blessed to have my close friend Jan as my vice-chairman in LD, as a Sister in Christ, for fellowship and encouragement. We both know there's only so much we can do by ourselves, and I thank God she's there to remind me to commit it all to Him. Thank God it's Friday, I need the rest...but then again I won't get much. I'll be up and about again tomorrow, rehearsals again and some banner chalking. But on the bright side, I may have my chance to FINALLY watch LOTR in the afternoon! Again, situation pending. Yes yes, I'm sad, I'm sooooo not with it, I have to wait for almost a month before catching THE movie event of the year, the hottest thing since they put the pocket in pita...look at me, I'm writhing on the floor in the throes of agony. Come on! Better late than never! And if i don't get to catch it now, big deal! Buy DVD! *Smirk* It's not like I HAVE to watch it while everyone else is! Ok, but I'd like to. Ah well, a rant in vain, alas alack. And argh, homework. Oh yes, I have homework! And in case I forget, an all-important exam this year! And look ma, I'm blogging. 9_9 Still not touched Othello essay, it's been what, 3 months? This is terrible, but I can't think of what to write. I'm a perfectionist, and I know I write icky Othello essays. Hence I'm afraid to write, because I'm afraid of what crappy poo I may end up writing. Or I could just be lazy. Once I get sucked into essay writing I'm stuck with it an entire day. It's insidious I tell you, muchly so. Eeeevilness. EEeeeeevil. EEEeeeeee. In other news, the senior guys have all been sent off to Tekong, holiday resort extraordinaire. Sand, surf, sea, exotic cusine, cool haircut, all for free! If you haven't caught on, it's National Service, you nit. It's been quiet, since they've left. Ok, at least since one of them's left, because only one of them is really of any substantial concern to myself. Yeah yeah, weh weh weh, you know who you are. ;) Yo, how's the weather, dude? Drop me a line if you aren't completely whacked out after your little jungle episodes. :) Chinese New Year approaches, and looks like I'll have no time to do my clothes shopping. Bummer! :( I'm like, gonna have to wear last year's outfit, which is like, fashion ticket-worthy...frankly I recycle clothes a fair bit during CNY. Just dig up anything in red and match it with jeans, ta-da! Gee whiz, she's got postscripts too! Siah! Eh you horrible person...acknowledge many times over the people you MET on the Sunny Island, neglect to mention those you CALLED? *pouts* And you have a stullifyingly normal voice, so there! Ha! *grouches* Viv wished for the moon @ 8:40 AM Tuesday, January 21, 2003 For some reason the days are feeling longer and longer now, and colder too at that. We had the windows and doors open today because the classroom had just been painted, and I gotta tell ya, I was shivering in my seat. Or maybe I just have an exceptionally thin layer of blubber, or I've got too little leg hair left to keep me adequately warmed. Dang this quest for beauty! I'm not shaving my legs ever again!Um you didn't have to know that. Yeah, I know. Big deal! Dramafeste is getting off to a slow start, here's hoping we pick up the pace. We've had to call emergency auditions because a cast member had to withdraw last minute for urgent reasons, so we're scrabbling to find possible replacements before Friday's first rehearsal. For one thing, we only had two guys auditioning to begin with, so it's almost by default that they got the two roles. I must clarify however, that they were excellent and the problem of guys' casting was quickly solved, thank God...until today, where the problem of one of the guys having to leave the cast came up. To get another guy to replace him I suspect will not be that easy, for some reason we don't seem to have very many actors in this batch of arts students. Actresses are plenty, but somehow the guys have chickened out this round...hey guys! Acting's not wussy, ok? Look at Tom Cruise! Does anybody call HIM a wuss? I mean, really? Mrargh...well I guess we have to pray hard, that's really all we can do. Sit tight. Oh my God! A squirrel just scampered down the tree outside, and it's HUGE. The length of my forearm. They make everything in mutant sizes here! O_O My mum says it's the abundance of fruit around this area, papaya and such. Misty goes crazy over them too, she spent the entire day whining at the drain because of a half-ripe papaya inside. Then again as long as it smells edible she'll go after it, so well. She's not one for fine tastes. Blogger won't publish! Die die die! Viv wished for the moon @ 4:53 AM Wednesday, January 15, 2003 
Viv wished for the moon @ 5:50 AMButterfly ::Mariah Carey:: When you love someone so deeply They become your life It's easy to succumb to overwhelming fears inside Blindly I imaged I could Keep you under glass Now I understand to hold you I must open my hands And watch you rise Spread your wings and prepare to fly For you have become a butterfly Fly abandonedly into the sun If you should return to me We truly were meant to be So spread your wings and fly Butterfly I have learned that beauty Has to flourish in the light Wild horses run unbridled Or their spirit dies You have given me the courage To be all that I can And I truly feel your heart will Lead you back to me when you're Ready to land Spread your wings and prepare to fly For you have become a butterfly Fly abandonedly into the sun If you should return to me We truly were meant to be So spread your wings and fly Butterfly I can't pretend these tears Aren't overflowing steadily I can't prevent this hurt from Almost overtaking me But I will stand and say goodbye For you'll never be mine Until you know the way it feels to fly Spread your wings and prepare to fly For you have become a butterfly Fly abandonedly into the sun If you should return to me We truly were meant to be So spread your wings and fly Butterfly So flutter through the sky Butterfly Spread your wings and fly Butterfly Viv wished for the moon @ 4:59 AM You're Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the dodo's mode. Wrapped up in yourself like a spool, Trawling your dark as owls do. Mute as a turnip from the Fourth Of July to All Fools' Day, O high-riser, my little loaf. Vague as a fog and looked for like mail. Farther off than Australia. Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn. Snug as a bud and at home Like a sprat in a pickle jug. A creel of eels, all ripples. Jumpy as a Mexican bean. Right, like well-done sum. A clean slate, with your own face on. --Sylvia Plath Normally I dislike Plath. I can't find absolute admiration for a woman who died by sticking her head in a gas oven. But this poem surprised me. Fairly pleasant. Almost cute. Bah. Viv wished for the moon @ 4:27 AM Tuesday, January 14, 2003 I find I am increasingly using this Blog as a vent. Not a rant station, no, I don't rant about important things. Just to put little snippets of nastiness or strangeness, and maybe you'll see what it really is.Leave me alone and don't touch me. I bite. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:02 AM Monday, January 13, 2003 Bloggedy bloggedy blog. Bleah, yes, it's been 4 days and counting since last blog entry, or exactly a week and a day if you discounted the previous one, which is just 2 lines of very strange rhetoric. Been completely worn out this past week, and lordy...it's only January. O_O Man! Feel like gravity is exerting an exceptionally strong pull upon me weary body...I crave sleep...sleeeeeeep...geeeeeeeehhh.......................Yeaaaaah you get the idea. Damn this Othello essay! It shall kill me off like a dinosaur. Raarh. Viv wished for the moon @ 7:46 AM Thursday, January 09, 2003 For the love of a girl who can never be yoursIs your heart the price you are willing to pay? Viv wished for the moon @ 5:42 AM Sunday, January 05, 2003 Can You Picture That?::Paul Williams/Kenny Ascher:: (Performed by the Muppets) Dr. Teeth: Ohhh yeah! Whooo! Everybody's lover, everybody's brother, I wanna be your lifetime friend. Crazy as a rocket, nothin in my pocket, I keep it at the rainbow's end. I never think of money, I think of milk 'n honey, grinnin like a cheshire cat. I focus on the pleasure, somethin' I can treasure, can you picture that? Can you picture that? Dr. Teeth: (spoken) Hey, Floyd, Pick a verse! Floyd Pepper: Let me take your picture, add it to the mixture, there it is I got you now! Really nothin' to it, anyone can do it, it's easy and we all know how. Now begins the changin', mental rearrangin', nothing's really where it's at, Dr. Teeth: Now the Eiffel Tower's holdin up a flower. Can you picture that? Floyd: Fact is there's nothin out there you can't do Yeah, even Santa Claus believes in you. Dr. Teeth: Beat down the walls, begin, believe, behold, begat. Floyd: Be a better drummer, be an up and comer. Can you picture that? Animal: CAN YOU PICTURE THAT??!! Floyd: All of us are winnin, pickin and a-grinnin, Lordy but I love to jam Janice Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am! Dr. Teeth: Lost my heart in Texas, Northern lights affect us, I keep it underneath my hat, Aurora Borealis, shinin' down on Dallas! Can you picture that? Can you picture that? Can you picture? You gotta see it in your mind! Can you picture? You know it's quick and easy to find! Can you picture? You don't have to buy a frame! Can you picture? Can you picture that? Can you picture that? Dr. Teeth: Use it if you need it Floyd: Don't forget to feed it! All: Can you picture that? Janice: (spoken): Oh wow, can you get behind it? Fer shurely... ** Aurora Borealis, Shinin' down on Dallas! CAN YA PICTURE THAT? ;P Viv wished for the moon @ 7:56 AM We Didn't Start the Fire ::Billy Joel:: Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe Dimaggio Joe Mccarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe Rosenbergs, H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye" Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen Marciano, Liberace, Santayana Goodbye We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron Dien Bien Phu Falls, "Rock Around the Clock" Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", Trouble in the Suez We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai" Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California Baseball Starkweather Homicide, Children of Thalidomide Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", Space Monkey, Mafia Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go U-2, Synghman Rhee, Payola and Kennedy Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Hemmingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land" Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs Invasion "Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston Beats Patterson Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician Sex JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, Punk Rock Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airline Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan "Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, Heavy Metal, Suicide Foreign Debts, Homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz Hypodermics on the shore, China's under martial law Rock and Roller Cola Wars, I can't take it anymore We didn't start the fire, It was always burnin', Since the world's been turnin' We didn't start the fire, But when we are gone Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on... We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't... Viv wished for the moon @ 7:50 AM Saturday, January 04, 2003 Settling in to new house just fine. Like my room muchly. I've resolved to live off boxes but it has proved to be surprisingly hospitable. I actually prefer not having little knick-knacks all about the place, makes for more places for dust bunnies to congregate. Only drawback is that the door has no lock, only a latch, the kind you see in hotel rooms for added security. You can open the door a crack but that's all. And I always forget to close the curtains, for some reason or other. Whoops! O_O;;But this is not the best of times, really. Why are some of the nicest love songs about breaking up always from the perspective of the party who is walked away from? The supposed victim? What about the other party, the one who turns first? Surely that doesn't mean that there's no romantic sentiment involved in that kind of thing... Sad Eyes ::Trisha Yearwood:: Every day here you come walkin' I hold my tongue, I don't do much talkin' You say you're happy and you're doin' fine Well go on baby, I got plenty of time, 'cause Sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie For a while I've been watching you steady Ain't gonna move 'till you're good and ready You show up and then you shy away But I know pretty soon you'll be walkin' this way, 'cause Sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie Baby, don't you know, I don't care Don't you know that I've been there Well if somethin' in the air feels a little unkind Don't worry darlin', it'll slip your mind I know you think you'd never be mine Well that's okay baby, I don't mind That shy smile's sweet, that's a fact Go ahead I don't mind the act Here you come all dressed up for a date Well, one more step and it'll be too late Blue, blue ribbon in my hair You're so sure I'll be standing there I guess sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie I guess sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie Viv wished for the moon @ 7:31 AM Thursday, January 02, 2003 Vivvy's back online!! :)Happy 2003, monkeys! That's all for now. Me tired. Full update to follow. Check this! The LOTR Very Secret Diaries. *falls over laughing* And what in the name of middle-earth is "nancing"? *skritch* Still have yet to see TT. Alas. Viv wished for the moon @ 9:33 AM |
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Head in the clouds Vivienne Wong was hatched on the 12th of June 1985 and hails from Singapore, which contrary to popular belief, is not a colony of Japan. Formerly of Raffles Girls' Primary and Secondary School and then of Hwa Chong Junior College's Humanities Scheme, she is currently readjusting herself to the finer points of academia (read: she hasn't studied in ages and is really overworked) in her 2nd year at Nanyang Technological University Communication Studies. However she is currently spending the semester on the snowy plains of Ithaca College, New York, and lovin' it. Otherwise, she likes talking about herself in the third person, drawing, acting, comics, watching cartoons, eating Italian food, light rock, Irish music, Broadway tunes, acoustic guitar riffs, drawing some more and singing loudly in the bathroom. On the other hand, she dislikes unmotivated people, afternoon naps, the conventional, and people who are either smelly or wearing clothes too tight for them so that they end up bulging. Contactable here.
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