Can anyone actually believed that I sang and danced at the auditions for the school musical?
Me neither.
But anyway, it's kinda pointless cos' I'll be volunteering for backstage crew instead. For the four years I've been in ELDDS I've been performing, while Jess and the rest are doing crew, so its our last year together anyway, so why not slack backstage together to laugh at those acting?
Yeah baby.
Ohh....and Marcus sang and danced too. Yes, you heard me right, Marcus Wong "Xiao Xiong". *shudders* I DID NOT just say that. But anyway, yah, he danced like a beanpole to Beyonce and he sang "Wo Ke Yi" and I think the vocal coach kinda fell in love with his voice or something. She said he had a very strong voice.
And me? Ah...for the dance part I kinda giggled my way through the whole thing cos Patri-bloody-cia kept stepping on my shoe. Jessica then pretended to be a pole dancer while I'm erh...her pole. Yeah. Well. And for singing....I sang a Panic! At the Disco song. So yeah. ((: Actually I didn't sing. I kinda shouted and screamed my way through. Mwaha.
So that's it, and I'm kinda switching over to a new blog. This one's kinda screwed, though I know vortexofme has been my blog since sec 2, but whatever.
click here for my new blog!!! ((:
Can anyone actually believed that I sang and danced at the auditions for the school musical?
Me neither.
But anyway, it's kinda pointless cos' I'll be volunteering for backstage crew instead. For the four years I've been in ELDDS I've been performing, while Jess and the rest are doing crew, so its our last year together anyway, so why not slack backstage together to laugh at those acting?
Yeah baby.
Ohh....and Marcus sang and danced too. Yes, you heard me right, Marcus Wong "Xiao Xiong". *shudders* I DID NOT just say that. But anyway, yah, he danced like a beanpole to Beyonce and he sang "Wo Ke Yi" and I think the vocal coach kinda fell in love with his voice or something. She said he had a very strong voice.
And me? Ah...for the dance part I kinda giggled my way through the whole thing cos Patri-bloody-cia kept stepping on my shoe. Jessica then pretended to be a pole dancer while I'm erh...her pole. Yeah. Well. And for singing....I sang a Panic! At the Disco song. So yeah. ((: Actually I didn't sing. I kinda shouted and screamed my way through. Mwaha.
So that's it, and I'm kinda switching over to a new blog. This one's kinda screwed, though I know vortexofme has been my blog since sec 2, but whatever.
click here for my new blog!!! ((:
Real guys wear eyeliner ok? They're sponsored by M.A.C by the way.
I tried to write. I mean like, writing's supposed to be my thing right?!?! And I even got a freaking commonwealth cert to prove it!!!!
But I can't. Nothing's coming out right now, so I'm back to blogging, though I hate this screwed up blog. It has an error cos, guess wad?!?!?!?! Even though I got my old skin back, I can't change it anymore, cos everytime I click the link the freaking server tells me that there is an error. Oh gosh. Screw blogger. But this is the only way I let anybody know that I'm alive, so yeah. Rest assured everybody, Sophie Hong is still alive and kicking, no worries there.
Ok, freaking out a little here, omigosh I feel a panic attack coming.
To quote Pete Wentz, come live with me in this house I've built out of writer's blocks!!!!
And I keep my jealousy close,
'Cause it's all mine.
And if you say this makes you happy,
Then I'm not the only one lying.
Keep quiet,
Nothing comes as easy as you.
Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret
And your biggest mistake.
The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.
So wear me like a locket around your throat.
I'll weigh you down.
I'll watch you choke.
You look so good in blue.
You look so good in blue.
Firstly, happy mother's day.
Secondly, lets all get nostalgic here and try to remember the times when life is not so stressful and when everything was simple....kinda.
Secondary two didn't seem that long ago, and I still feel like I'm 13 years old. And I can't believe I'm 15 going on 16 now. I feel like going back in time to tell my 13 year old self, enjoy everything and savour every moment of it while you still can, cos things are gonna get darker and more sinister the moment you turn 15. Sure, you still haven't grown out that awkward hairstyle nor have you acheived that kind of sophistication yet, but believe me. Things are much simpler this way.
It doesn't seem that long ago when Jess still had her braces, fy still had her gorgeous long hair, zah still came to school, pat still seemed fun, and roxy was still sharing the same classroom as us.
Damn, I just wish we were still in the same classes slamming the same teachers and sturggling throught the same syllabus.
Ok, I can't change my blogskin now. Something's up with blogger, and I don't like a screwed up blog, so I think I shall update my stories daily now instead of blogging. Besides, we don't want to disappoint our fans now, would we? Even though the number may not be big nor has my stories made it to the top stories list, I still derive the satisfaction from the fact that people actually bothered to read my stories and get hooked on it. Now I know why some writers continue going on even though they are not making much money.
This picture pretty much summarises my day. Gotta go, I'm almost finishing part 9 of my story and I have four uber THICK vampire novels to read, mainly by Ann Rice and this other one titled "The London Vampire Panic"
Hey all how ya doing? Nothing much has been going on in my life, the world is still spinning and aliens haven't invaded planet earth. Things have been mundane and predictable. I screwed up a dozen of my papers, devoured Salem's Lot by Stephen King when I should be mugging, confronted a flying cockroach,witnessed a student have a fit in the examination hall, then carried away on a stretcher and all, and watched DVDs at Jessica's house.
yeah, not much going on in my life.
Examinations are so screwed. I experienced a major black out for the first time in my life. God save me, whatever is going to become of my o levels. Suddenly my strong subjects does not seem so strong anymore.
Screw it. Refund me the money I paid for O levels registration. I DON WANT TO TAKE ANYMORE. LET ME DROP OUT OF SCHOOL AND DOMINATE THE WORLD WITH MY PEN. ((:
*blur* I'm the only one who passed it up?? sian. People are trying to murder me now. Shit it. and everyone around me is in a bad mood. And venting their anger on me. What am I? Their personified stress ball?
Ok, maybe I should just get out of everyone's way at this moment. In school, liddat, outside, liddat, cyberspace, liddat, home...not so liddat. Home is getting better now, and well, better appreciate it while it lasts.
So I managed to study some chemistry and geography today. Mwahahahahahaha. No freaking F&N to chiong anymore. I came back, kind of cracked and short circuited, sent suicidal sms-es to my kawan, showered, conditioned my hair, and felt better as my hair smelt nicer. Gahhs, I'm wierd like that.
Went to National library to study cos there's air conditioners and silence, both of which the Hong household lacked. Actually contemplated to go to Marine Parade library but I figured that I wouldn't want to spend the whole afternoon listening to KC girls scream their lungs of at 2 million hertz. [in case you don't know, the higher the frequency, the higher the pitch. hah. I studied physics ok?]
Went there, and saw that all the tables were kinda full. Except for one, so I went up and like erh...anybody sitting here? And nope, so I sat down and took out my files and TYS. And OMG, I got the nerdish table. I think they're all diplomats or undergrads. The person beside is studying business and got his head buried in an economics book. The person in front of me is studying law and reading some super thick law book while scribbling madly away on his notebook. The woman diagonally opposite me is absorbed in BIOENGINEERING.
Like, #@^##&_*@@@!!!!!! ^&&*^$!!!!
My TYS like so damn thin lah, compared to their super CHEEM books. And the rate they're scribbling their notes...it's insane I tell you. They finish ten pages I one page also haven't complete man!!!
But one good thing though. I absorbed their super nerd energy and got motivated by them. And some more if I'm not writing as fast as them I will damn malu one.
NERD ENERGY!!!!!! mwahahahahaha
YEAH!!!!! I finished my coursework!!! WHOOT!!! Except for mind map, but hey, who cares about the stupid freaking mind map?!?!?!?!??! lalalalalala, bye bye 60% of F&N mid years, lalalalalala.
Chinese mid years tomorrow. sian. And it is the kickstart of the mid year examinations. Double sian. And Manchester Untied lost to AC Milan. TRIPLE SIAN!!!!
But then, Pete Wentz opened this bar called Angels and Kings with his friends from Cobra Starship, Gym Class Heroes, The Academy Is... in NYC. Panic! At the Disco actually wanted a part in it but apparently they ran into some legal issues because the guys are too young. What a bummer.
And Pete is with Ashley Simpson, Just so you know. I thought he could do waaaaaaay better. I mean, puh lease, a blond chick who underwent plastic surgery??? Ok fine, Ashlee Simpson's songs are fine and I have nothing against her, but I thought Pete would go for a someone.....waaaaaaay better. I just, I don't know. But I find the pictures of him and Ashlee and eyesore. That's that. Hmph.
Wow. School is really killing me. And I guess we're all feeling the pressure now huh? With the school setting the papers higher than national level, hopeless mathematics classes, confusing science lessons and the forever choking coursework, its not wonder that we are all frustrated, and we're all finding an outlet for this frustration, for this vent up anger and confusion within us all.
And I'm this close to ramming my head against the wall, dammit. I'm scared that I will fail all my exams, at this rate I'm going. Maths is so screwed up, science is so confusing, expecially physics, cobined humanities require so much memorising, and F&N....don't even talk about it. To think that mid years are less than a week away and O levels are just months away..wow. Someone just gun me with an AK-47 already.
Just now my dad saw my exam timetable and he was like, exam coming already arh..HOW'S YOUR PREPARATION???GOT CONFIDENCE OR NOT??? [he always asked me this before examinations.] and I'm like shaking my head meekly [hey, I gotta be honest with that guy] and he was like, WHAT?!?!?!? HALFWAY THROUGHT THE YEAR ALREADY AND YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'RE NOT CONFIDENT?!?!?!
And because of the aforementioned pent up frustration due to the factors listed above, I sort of went beserk and everything blurted out. The unfairness of F&N coursework, the stressful mathematics lessons, the constant fear and worry that has been constanly nagging me at the back of my head....everything just came pouring out and anyone who was listening might have thought that I was giving my dad a lecture. Of which I have no intention of doing so of course, with all due respect. And the look on my dad's face was like, *shock* and then he mumbled, "well...just..try your best...." and then he faster scram out of the room.
He had enough run ins with my mum to know that he should get out of our way when we are in a pms-y mood. That guy is smart. Gotta give him credit for it.
Ahh well. My sister is howling like a monkey, jumping around the house while trying to rip the head off my teddy bear. Which indicate that its time for me to go off. Bye.
Phew, I've finally completed like, 90% of my coursework. Gosh, this is so pissifying. But I'm glad the bulk of it is all over, at least, until the teacher chuck my whole coursework file back at me after she has looked through it and asking me to redo the whole thing again.
Wowee, I can't wait.
And because I can derive no happiness out of this bloody coursework, because I can't remember a single time when I was actually happy to be doing this coursework, because I have lost count of how many times I lost my fucking nerve over this thing, I decided to play a joke in the acknowledgements section to amuse myself.
And this is the section of it.
"I would like to show gratitude and deep appreciation for the people who had made the completion of this coursework possible."
and blah blah blah goes the list naming those who've helped me and finally.....
"Moral support
My favourite musicians Brendon Boyd Urie, George Ryan Ross, Spencer Smith, Jon Walker, Patirck Stump, Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the Third, Andy Hurley and Joseph Trohman "
I know. Can't blame me. I'm bored. And I blasted Fall Out Boy and Panic! At the Disco everytime I feel like hurling myself off the 13th floor of my apartment due to coursework. So in a way, I actually have to give them some form of credit you know.
((:
I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't wanna forget how your voice sounds.
DANCE DANCE!!!!!!
