read sarah's latest blog post.
im gonna have to disagree with her.
because dreams to come true.
and just because they may not, doesnt mean you give up hope so fast.
we're still 13 yknow.
no way i'm gonna let my ambitions curl up and die because reality and practicality say so.

remember pandora's box?
the last thing that was let out was hope.
otherwise known as faith.(hardeeharhar no jokes here plsss)(this is why i love my name)
it's the stuff that keeps us going NO MATTER WHAT.
we fight an impossible battle because hope we can win it.
and if you let go of hope so fast,
what do you have left?
nothing much.

sure it's hard to stay here and fufil our ambitions.
some people say it's impossible.
but i say this.
when reality forces me to look it in its face, it'll feel my fist on its nose.
i think all you really need to succeed is
ambition
talent(which you've got, sarah, so it's ok)
and a bit of luck.

dont resign yourself to a dreamless world.
and american people, and singaporean people?
i don't see that much difference.
it's just that shallowness in singapore are more evident cuz we live in singapore.
there will ALWAYS people that don't like to think.
everywhere.
and since YOU do, that gives you an edge, n'est ce-pas?

whatever the case, i'm not gonna surrender and forget MY dreams without a fight.

blah rugby.
is OVER. Acids made it to the quarter finals. YAY Acids. and X-es. and Condensates.
though we didnt win, i think it was great to see everyone working together as a team and not acting in their own interest . blah i love are6ix. so happy that we're going to go to year 2 as gee6ix.
rugby's over.
here comes vaolliball!

on a more sour note,
a certain someone made me mad.
let's call him bob.
he is so hypocritical. i mean, he told me not to tell a certain secret.
then he announced it to the world
THEN he denied it.
and blamed me for the fact that it spread.
dude, 1ne, it's none of MY business.
2wo, you're pointing the finger at me now???
3hree, do you know who's feelings you're taking into consideration now? noone's. except yours.
4our, you lied. first you said you told noone. then you admitted you told a group of people. yeah, right. you told truckloads of people.
5ive, you were so SURE when you were blaming me. then when i went to get evidence against your unfounded accusations, you mumbled away that you may have misheard.
PLEASE DONT POINT FINGERS.
especially at me. cuz i dont have so much free time go anyhow spread gossip.
YES, i heard the part where you told S that if she hadn't told me, none of this would've happened. uh, the fact that you lied and were so hypocritical caused this to happen. and that was what finally convinced me you WERE blaming me. why would you say that otherwise.

glare and complain about me all you want
cuz i'll just smile in return.

arts fest is over.

im gonna have to get used to r6 instead of the theatre kids.
did i mention that both rock?
cuz they do.
i noticed a strange trend during our animal farm performances.
if there are more VIPs, somehow the audience reacts less.
and vice versa.
it seems the number of VIPs determine the responsiveness of the audience.
(i know alot of you are now thinking: fayth's finally had it; she's cracked)
but really, this seems to be true.

anyway, i think the arts fest was a success.
i almost forgot i still have an ihss project to do.
gah i will miss arts fest days.
became closer to some of the theatre people. yay!
i might remember the times we had on stage and smile.
but the memories of our random backstage stuff like playing 7-up and truth or truth(hehe) to quell our nervousness, or our words of encouragement and support when on standby, or our last minute group hugs. those will bring tears of happiness to my eyes.

*sigh*

'"twas the ten minutes before performance, when all through the black box

feeling contemplative.

i read a story where a chicken has been genetically modified to live the life of a vegetable.
and where a pig also has been similarly modified to be able to talk and...WANT to be eaten.

this story is pretty obviously science fiction, but if it was true, would people then be able to eat meat with a clear conscience? i mean, the chicken didn't feel anything, so eating it would be like eating a tomato. and the pig actually WANTED to be eaten.

however, there is the initial sense of nausea and disgust. should we even be messing around with the natural order like that? isn't it morally wrong to do that? aren't there repercussions to this at all?

yet, would it be better to eat an animal that DIDN'T want to be eaten? or an animal that felt pain when going through its last moments?aren't people already messing around with the natural order anyway by just by being human and altering the environment?

anyway, this type of modification doesn't exist today.
so animals, when being slaughtered feel pain AND don't want to be eaten.
therefore i shall become a vegetarian when i grow up.

dear people,

have you had anyone ever be extra before?

i know most of the time, extras are completely harmless and fine, and can be included eventually.

however, there are extras that actually make that effort to STAY extra. and annoying. here is a true blue example. me, sarah frances and celeste are eating a nice dinner in ourspace. ryan comes in, grabs a chair and sits down at our table.

R: hello ladies(or sth equally ryan-ish)
C: hi extra
we continue conversation and even start to include ryan.
"bob" yup the same guy as before, comes in, grabs a chair and plonks down.
C, SF and F:*shudder*
ryan somehow seems to be unaffected. either that or his face is stuck in one expression. i think the former is somehow alot more likely.
bob starts smiling in this really freaky way.
C moves away.
bob moves chair nearer, C moves further.
bob moves chair nearer to me. i move further.
bob starts saying we're mean.
i start my "dust speck" thing.
krish says sth.
bob responds rather loudish.
it all ended up as one huge mess and chaos. i couldnt even hear myself play the piano. row between bob and other people i think. like i could care.

who knew an extra could cause this.seriously.

someone should invent a cure for utter pathetic/tactlessness.

i finally am starting to learn the guitar. yay! i wanted to spend the entire afternoon practicing but my mum said we were going and i said that i'd stay here. we ended up having a soft toy fight.yep, soft toys gone berserk. my mum won so i went swimming =p