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Time to embrace change
Thursday, November 19, 2009

Wordpress is so, so much better =)

I shall move to

www.joanweiwei.wordpress.com


破了,真的破了
Wednesday, November 18, 2009


听,我心彻底碎的声音。


What's up, Hamlet?
Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I more hour till the commencement of my Literature exam on Hamlet. And i've not studied fo shidz.

The lead character, Hamlet (DUH), is a man who sometimes makes rash decisions. Eg. He heard a noise behind the curtains and immediately, without any hesitation whatsoever, stabbed whoever was squealing behind the curtains. Lo and behold, the poor guy turned out to be the father of Hamlet's beloved girlfriend, Ophelia. Whoopdedoo. Polonius was his name.

Polonius is a very talkative man. He loves his voice so much that he sometimes forgot what he was saying. Loves talking out of point. Amazing. Too bad he couldn't stay silent behind the curtains though.

Polonius was killed in Hamlet's mom's room. She's called Gertrude. She is a woman who relies on men, and can't seem to make up her mind on who's side she's on - the king's side, or her son's side.

The present king in context is not Hamlet's father. He is Hamlet's father's brother aka Uncle Claudius. Uncle Claudius was a very bad man. He killed his own brother, King Hamlet, by pouring yucky stuff down his ear! Oh, noo~ Bye bye Mr. Hamlet Senior ='( Uncle Claudius is a very cunning man, full of schemes and evil ideas up his huge sleeve. He'll do anything in order to save his throne. Like plot to kill Hamlet Junior, for example. Oh yes. I forgot to mention that evil Uncle Claudius (i don't think that's the correct spelling) married his brother's wife 3 months after the murder of his very own brother. Incestuous, i tell ya. This also shows how Gertrude is easily manipulated. And she didn't know that Claudius was the one who killed her husband.

Next comes Ophelia, Hamlet's lover, Polonius' daughter. She has a brother called Laertes. Ophelia is similar to Gertrude in a sense that she doesn't seem to have her own mind or say at things. In other words, she was a submissive lady who followed the 3 men in her lives, namely Polonius, Laertes and Hamlet, blindly. The poor girl literally went insane after her daddy was killed. This is because the men in her lives were distant from her. Hence, i guess she felt at a loss, with no sense of direction as there was no longer anyone to tell her what to do. Laertes was sent overseas to study in the beginning, Hamlet pretended to be insane after he saw the ghost of his father, and now Polonius is dead. Hence, her madness. In the end, she committed suicide and drowned in some river. Poor, poor girl. Wasted life, i tell ya. Wasted.

I guess we have some attributes of all these characters. We may be like Hamlet at times, making decisions without thinking, at at times, maybe when we are excited, talk a lot like Polonius until dunno what we talking about. Or even, poor Ophelia in maybe a certain stage in our life, when we needed someone to guide and give us directions. We could also have been like Gertrude, when we are stuck in the middle of a conflict, and we're unsure of which stand/side to take.

Alright, i guess i'm better prepared for my lit exam, which starts in half an hour.

Till next exam,
Joan


FML
Monday, November 16, 2009

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My life is so fucked up right now.


Sometimes
Sunday, November 15, 2009

Sometimes, i feel like i am being taken for granted.
Sometimes, i feel abused by my closest friends.
Sometimes, i feel disregarded.
Sometimes, i feel that no one really cares.
Sometimes, i feel like crap.

Sometimes, i'm feeling all of this at the same time. Like now.

Will someone ever listen to me and treat me like someone who has feelings?


Short story

just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:27 AM):
Once upon a time, there was a little girl in the 1800s, who was selling morfarkors for a living. On one bright Sunday morning, as she was trying to sell her morfarkors on Little Bourke street, her tiny beetle eyes landed on a well-dressed, bespectacled boy.
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:28 AM):
"Would you like some morfarkors?" Asked the little girl.
~ Yoke Ling ~ says (8:28 AM):
WAT TINY BEETLE EYES
HAHA
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:28 AM):
"Yes please. They are my favourite." Said the boy.
From then on, the boy would never fail to buy morfarkors from the little girl, every single Sunday, when it wasn't raining.
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:29 AM):
However, the boy failed to turn up on one Sunday, even though it wasn't raining.
~ Yoke Ling ~ says (8:30 AM):
can u pls type faster
hahah
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:30 AM):
The poor girl got so used to seeing this boy every Sunday, she felt quite lonely and sad that he did not turn up that day. Hence, she went back to her little hut by the corner, and started eating the morfarkors that weren't sold.
EH WTF. NEED TO THINK ONE RIGHT.
~ Yoke Ling ~ says (8:31 AM):
hahahaha
ok faster end it
eat the morfarkors..so stupid
ha ha
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:32 AM):
The next day, the little girl unwillingly dragged herself to Little Bourke street to start her usual routine of selling morfarkors.
Just when she was about to drag herself back to her little hut on Swanston, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:33 AM):
"Beetle eyes!"
Could it be...?
~ Yoke Ling ~ says (8:33 AM):
zhahahahhahaha
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:34 AM):
She turned around, as swift as her frail body could let her, only to find an unknown man standing before her.
"Who are you?" She asked, suspiciously.
The man looked pale, with downcast eyes and sagged shoulders.
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:36 AM):
"My son, Edwin, has fallen ill. He would not eat, nor drink anything. The only thing he wants right now are morfarkors."
~ Yoke Ling ~ says (8:36 AM):
CHOI!
hahahaha
~ Yoke Ling ~ says (8:37 AM):
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:37 AM):
"As soon as he told me a beetle eyed girl sells morfarkors everyday, along little Bourke street, i hurried here right away."
just joan IS MUGGING. M-U-G-G-I-N-G says (8:38 AM):
"Please," pleaded the man, "Please come with me."
And so the little beetle eyed girl went with the man into his carriage, along with her morfarkors, to meet her friend, Edwin.
CONTINUE THE STORY YOURSELF


Sometimes, i wish there's someone who would understand and listen to me. To quote my ex-jc classmate, JY, "I wish i had a twin."


FINAL DRAMA PERFORMANCE
Friday, November 13, 2009

It..

DRAMA

is..

DRAMA3

finally...

DRAMA4

OVER!!!

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These pics were taken on our last rehearsal, 2 days before the actual performance. I can't wait to see the video of our actual performance! We were the first ones to perform, at freaking 9am! I had a short solo singing part, which my friends "really liked". Lol. Overall, i was pretty much satisfied with my group's performance, and i stayed back to watch the others perform. Some of them were REALLY good as well! Pity i forgot to charge my cam though.. So no pics of today =(

Oh yes, today is To Write Love On Her Arms Day, which is the day where we support anti-wrist cutting by writing love on our arms, which, i realised, i was the only one to have actually done it.

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Oh who cares if i was the only one. This shows how much i support this cause :)

And when HY saw it, she was like "i want one too!" Haha.. after drawing on hers, she then drew on my right arm...

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LOL. Still so proud of it some more -.-


Ate lunch with some of my drama class members and now i'm back in the study room, doing anything but studying.

Till next time,
Joan~


Get a life, friend.
Thursday, November 12, 2009

I seldom do this but this time i'm going to vent my frustrations here.

I JUST DON'T FAGGING UNDERSTAND WHY SOME PEOPLE ARE SO DAMN FAGGING IMMATURE. SO OLD ALREADY STILL THINK LIKE A PRI SCH KID. THINK LIKE ONE ACT LIKE ONE. YES, IT'S OKAY TO BE CHILDISH ONCE IN A WHILE - UNLEASH THE KID IN YOU, AS THEY SAY. BUT BEING CHILDISH AND BEING FAKING IMMATURE ARE 2 ENTIRELY DIFFERENT THINGS. WTF. THE PERSON IN CONTEXT IS MUCH OLDER THAN ME AND WILL NEVER COME ACROSS THIS BLOG (I HOPE) SO FOR WHOEVER THAT'S READING THIS CAN REST ASSURE THAT IT'S NOT YOU. WTF MAN. I AM SO PISSED. EH, U HIT THE BIG 2.0 ALREADY SIA, STILL THINK LIKE A KID. IT'S COOL THAT WE SOMETIMES ACT LIKE KIDS TGT, WHICH IS FUN, BUT PLEASE, START THINKING LIKE AN ADULT FOR ONCE, OKAY? I NEVER SEE U MAKE DECISIONS BY YOURSELF, ALWAYS WAIT FOR US 17 AND 18 YEAR OLDS TO MAKE FOR U. YOU JUST FOLLOW THE DAMNED CROWD. FGS DON'T YOU HAVE YOUR OWN OPINIONS. AND STOP RELYING ON ME ALL THE TIME. LIKE I'M YOUR TOUR GUIDE OR SMTH. ALWAYS DUNNO WHERE WE'RE GOING, JUST FOLLOW. LOST ALSO DUNNO WE ARE LOST. JUST BLINDLY FOLLOW. FOR 18 YEAR OLDS TO BE LIKE THAT IS STILL... TOLERABLE TO SOME EXTENT, BUT YOU. YOU ARE FAGGING TWENTY YEARS OLD FGS. OMFG. AND YOU DON'T SEEM TO UNDERSTAND THAT NOT EVERYONE'S LIKE YOU. WTH. I TELL U I HAVEN'T START REVISING MEANS I REALLY HAVEN'T START. DON'T "REALLY MEH" ME EVER AGAIN. I GET PISSED EVERYTIME U SAY IT. AND WHEN I TELL U I'M NOT BLOODY APPEARING OFFLINE BECAUSE I DON'T GET THE POINT OF APPEARING OFFLINE, IT IS THE BLOODY TRUTH. GET IT IN YOUR 20 YEAR OLD HEAD WILL YA? THERE'S SO MANY MORE BUT I SHAN'T SAY HERE, LEST YOU REALLY STUMBLE UPON THIS DECAYING BLOG OF MINE. GET A LIFE FGS.

BUT YOU'RE MY FRIEND CUZ I CARE, THAT'S WHY I'M SO BLOODY EFFING PISSED. AND, all this i already mention to u but YOU DON'T SEEM TO GET THE BLOODY POINT. !@#$


Drama meeting
Tuesday, November 03, 2009

We met at the city before heading off to group member M's house because P wanted to watch the Melbourne Cup parade.

Thank God i brought my cam. :)


Police on standby


A performer getting a drink before the parade


One of the reporters at the scene

Peggy: "So pretty!" *snap*snap*snap*



Finally the parade started after 45mins of standing...




So cute!

Next comes the previous Melbourne Cup winners


The name so cool one, Gut and Power


Subzero


Saintly



Walk walk walk...





Need braces...

Double S

SG's participating in the Melb Cup too




The lady only has eyes on Saintly, not the hot guy!


Subzero behind the scenes. It needs braces too...


P starts to complain about walking all the way to M's house so S decides to "support" her

Finally, we reached M's place!


She comes out in her pjs LOL

M's living room is DAMN huge

Mr. S couldn't resist jumping on the spot ahaha.



I <3 silhouettes


P: I have fat fingers!

M's amazing TV cum computer screen *drools*



I must say i they're really nice people. We had dinner together after that. Overall, it was a really tiring day. I greeted my bed as soon as i got back.


Tired like CRAP
Monday, November 02, 2009

I was supposed to sit in Ailing, my urban life leader's car to church today but i was so tired when i woke up, i told her i'll be going for the last service at 5pm. Then i went back to sleep and woke up at 2. Pastor Russell gave a funny sermon on the presence of God.

Walked back with Dev and Naomi. They never walked back to their homes before! Lazy bums. Naomi was complaining about how "fat" she was compared to me, and kept poking my hips. Then they were both complaining about walking! LAZY BUMS.

After dinner, Hui Yin came over to study. The study room was occupied, the tea room was pukably dirty, so we ended up "studying" at the dining hall. Couldn't really concentrate cuz housemate Jess was watching TV, and we kept getting ourselves distracted. HY brought tiramisu! It was simply deelicious! *literally licked my lips after typing that*

Went to her place to study since she had to talk with her mom before 12am. Met several school mates incl housemate SH there. All lovingly studying *wink*wink*.

Guard came at 12.30am to shoo us away. Went to her room to use internet. Failed miserably.

Came back at 2am. Now it's 4am and i'm off to sleep. Tomorrow's a holiday but i got bloody drama meeting. I'm starting to hate drama.


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