Je suis triste.

J'habite dans un grand appartement. L'appartement dans un immeuble moderne. Mon appartement, il y a cinq pièces; trois chambres, un salon et un cuisine. Il y a deux salles de bains. Dans ma chambre, il y a un lit, un bureau marron et deux placards. Mon lit est bleu. Le bureau est grand. Mon ordinateur sur le bureau. Il y a aussi un armoire. Mes livres en haut de l'armoire. Mon parfum, mon argent, mon maquillage sont en bas de l'armoire. J'adore le maquillage. J'achètes des maquillage le vendredi. HAHAHA.
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Pour aller à l'Universitè de Technologie de Nanyang, je prend un train jusqu' à pioneer. Je sors de la station de pioneer et je prend le bus de Nanyang. Le bus prend la route de Nanyang. Il tourne à gauche, a droite et continue tout droit. Le bus prend la quatrième rue à gauche et voilà, l'école est sur mon droite!
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The above is obviously nonsense. Just thinking about the week ahead is enough to make ma peau crawl, fold, curl and drop off. Ewww much. Et I was actually ANTICIPATING recess. Some shit recess. Should have known that l'école would make it hell for us. Typical characteristic of les écoles in Singapour. *rolls eyes* Gonna drink my honey (Je toujours bois it.) et take my bath dans la salle de bains. Et then, it's back to French, French et more French.

Et oh!!! Alice arrive!!! Parce que of that, je suis très heureuse!

Missing.

katherine says it.

Does anyone know what it's like

To feel larger than life

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Rude awakenings come in the strangest form and in the strangest words.

Midnight cowboy rides again!

Okay, shoot me. I caved in to temptation. *rolls eyes* BUT I did work. So that cancels the wrong. Warped logic but anyway, Valentine's Day was awesome! It was exactly the way that I pictured it to be, and it's exactly what I like. I have came up a list of Urban Decay and Too Faced products come March. I have been saving so yay me! (I don't spend on anything other than make-up. So if I don't head to Orchard, you won't catch me spending, save for food. Sooo... I guess that's not really saving. Since I would be spending every cent if Sephora's located at Tampines. Haha.)
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I'm practising Integration like mad. But not making much of a progress. I can't do the toughies no matter how many times I go at it. Brain's stupid and lazy. And I don't want to ask for help because I am obstinate and I want to do it myself. But guess I need to seek at least some help tomorrow for Thursday's quiz. SIGH.

Differentiation is so much kinder. (Well, the proving sucks. I took so long to get it when it was really simple.)

THINK SIMPLE, CHARLENE.

money woes.

I'm becoming increasingly out of hand. I set my priorities mais don't follow them. I set out to study mais get distracted. I tell myself there's time mais there isn't (THERE ISN'T!).
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3 days of my week-long vacation is down et my studying stint has been an epic failure. You know what's going on in my head? Nars, Urban Decay, Toofaced, MAC, Sephora... What in tarnation is wrong with me? This short vacation was for me to brush up, catch up et do at least some decent amount of work. Mais up till aujourd'hui, I live each day as it is et that is the world's most disgusting thing ever. I'm becoming the person that I set out not to be.
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So that I can get a good job and earn tons of money in the future, I will not touch the laptop (I HATE YOU!) for the next 2 days; Lundi et Mardi.

I swear upon my future pockets.

sheesh! i hope my man will be him.

Leonard: If you don’t have any other plans, do you want to join us for Thai food and a Superman movie marathon?
Penny: A marathon? How many Superman movies are there?
Sheldon: You’re kidding, right?
Penny: I do like the one where Lois Lane falls from the helicopter and Superman swooshes down and catches her. Which one was that?
Everyone: One.
Sheldon: You realize that scene was rife with scientific inaccuracy?
Penny: Yes, I know, men can’t fly.
Sheldon: No, no. Let’s assume that they can. Lois Lane is falling, accelerating at an initial rate of 32 feet per second, per second. Superman swoops down to save her by reaching out two arms of steel. Miss Lane, who is now traveling at approximately 120 miles an hour, hits them and is immediately sliced into three equal pieces.
Leonard: Unless Superman matches her speed and decelerates!
Sheldon: In what space, sir? In what space? She’s two feet above the ground! Frankly, if he really loved her, he’d let her hit the pavement. It’d be a more merciful death.
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I marry him on the spot.

i just had to blog this.

You Belong in New York City

You're the energetic, ambitious type. And only NYC is fast enough for you. Maybe you'll set yourself up with a killer career Or simply take in all the city has to offer.

off with the head!!!

i spelt 'conscience' as 'conscious'.

everyday brings me greater awareness of my disgusting command of English.
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On a chirpier note, I found a make-up blog in French! Haha. My French is sooo gonna be super fluent! *cheers*

Train woes.

I am forever gonna keep my eyes shut on the sub. Goodness!
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Lucky me managed to get the two-seater left-hand seat on the sub today. As usual, I slept like a log. But when the sub hit City Hall, I woke up to see an old lady board. Instinctively, I shut my eyes again (The journey's really long and really tiring. Forgive me.). But my conscience got the better of me, especially when she stepped on my foot by accident and I had to open my eyes to see who the culprit was. When the sub got to the next stop, I stood up and gave her the seat. But just as she was about take it, this other lady, who just boarded the train, started lowering her body to the seat. I was like 'What on earth...', so I tapped her shoulder and very firmly said "The seat is for her." and indicated the old lady to her. So the other lady got up and let her sit. And just as I was about to try sleep-standing, I took a closer look at the other lady and CRRRAPPP!!! She was OLD too!!! She was EVEN OLDER. She had white hair!!! And to compound the whole thing, she was of a different race! I was like 'Oh, good Lord!'. (I didn't notice it before because yours truly just woke up and as usual, was oblivious to everything and anything under the sun.)
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So yes, I'm NEVER ever gonna wake up when I'm on the sub again. And no, the option of me standing for 1 hour plus does not exist (Try travelling from one end of SG to the other end 2 times a day, every friggin' weekday and you'll be able to empathize with me.).

the stars are painted black tonight.

Mum just told me something that's making me really upset.
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My bro's friend was in-charge of his orientation group members' valuables. But he was careless and he lost every single thing. He was crying real bad. And as it is, he's already ostracized by his class. Gawd. I can relate to that.

I pray to God that his self-esteem won't plummet further south. Lord, please let there be someone for him. Such stuff inflict damage for life.
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Met up with Crys and Lizzie today. Saying our goodbyes to Crys was sad. Both Crys and Liz are God-given friends. The 3 of us pictured our college life together, back when we were studying for our A Levels. But we are all in different paths now, paths completely different from what we talked and planned about. It makes me feel incredibly old. And it reminds me that every single moment that I spend with anyone is worth treasuring.

You know, there were certain moments in my life when I was like "I have got to savor every minute of this!". Such moments remain crystal clear in my head, as if it happened just a second ago. And when I reminisce about them, I'm like "Thank God I appreciated every single minute of it." because I'll never have them again, you know.

I don't think anyone has any idea what I just talked about. Oh well. Time to hit the bed. I have a really long (long, as in tiring) weekend waiting for me. ):
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Materialism, in its purest form.

Train rides have been spent with Desperation Band. Sweet. But I think I should go 'news' halfway.

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This week has been dog-tiring. The first since since school started and it can only snowball. French class is like a zit-producing session. It's extremely stressful. BUT I shall not let it take me down! I shall be able to return her stare... In only a few gazillion years' time. Haha. Nah. I shall try very hard.

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Studying much more but it's a mere few steps short of an epic failure. Make that one step.

Momentum, get back here!

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URBAN DECAY'S OFFICIALLY IN SINGAPORE. All my savings from hereafter's going to UD. A-L-L! (And maybe to AE, F21... And cup corn!)

short-lived, but it's better than nothing.

Today, I got

frustrated with the world for existing.
mad with myself for not putting in any effort for my studies.
cried over my stupidity and lost time.
jealous over something INCREDIBLY stupid.
even more mad with myself for getting jealous.
upset with myself for coveting so darn much.
disappointed with myself because I ain't asking what God wants for me; I'm telling him what I want.
disturbed because the above persists even though I know where I am wrong.

All these amongst other feelings.
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I hope the Urban Decay launch at Sephora tomorrow has the Alice in Wonderland Book of Shadows. And I hope that Mum can and will be able to get it for me. I'll be cheered up greatly.

Material things.

it's the head that rules.

I'm laughing at my silliness about the whole of today right now.

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One should NEVER let her feelings/ emotions get the better of herself.

it's raining. it's pouring. the old man is snoring.

This morning, I woke up resenting every single face on earth. Including mine, of course. Especially mine. And the day's events have only served to compound the irrational hatred. I have cried a couple of times, swore under my breath a thousand times and have been screaming as loud as I can in my head since I got out of bed.

I didn't think it was fair of me to meet up with you, Liz, when I was feeling like that. When I'm feeling like this. I'm sorry I just bailed out on you like that, didn't even bother explaining why and didn't reply to your sms. I didn't want to spoil your day because I didn't want to talk at all. I definitely wasn't gonna make any attempts at small talk because that's just stupid and lame. And if I were to meet you only to shut my beady eyes and puny mouth... I didn't think that was such a fabulous idea.
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I'm meeting Crys this Friday for the last time before she jets off for like 5 years. And my foul mood hasn't lightened in the least bit (and such moods last). Oh joy!

Dear Lizzie,

I wish you were in my school so bad. Sigh. I wish for that almost every other day. I wish you were only a rock's throw away. The time we have now is never enough. Throughout the day, I think of little bits to tell you but I can't because I'm all the way in Siberia and smses just won't cut it. (And when I do see you, those little bits are lost to forever because they were at-the-moment kinda things and I would have forgotten them, anyway.)

I'm still working on my Accounting presentation and my eyes are this close to dropping out of their sockets, which are barely hoisted up by sagging, darkened, pregnant eye.

But I thank God that today, the day started out with you. I only wished that it had ended with you, and the in-betweens were filled with you.

Good gawd. I sound like a lesbian. HAHA. But I know you get the picture.

Love, love and so much love from me to you,
Charlene J.