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.Saturday, January 28, 2006 ' 2:17 pm Y

i was supposed to visit my grandad in hospital last wednesday. it was too late. TOO LATE. he passed away. ):

wednesday, 18 Jan 2006

it was 3 something in the afternoon. my mum and i planned in the morning that we'll be going to visit my grandad after my choir practice. so after choir, i called my parent's office. my dad answered the phone and i asked for mum. he said mum went to the hospital already. then i asked why. he said, my grandad passed away. i was shocked. i asked, passed away? PASSED AWAY? i couldn't believe what i heard. i didn't cry. just tears in my eyes. was walking around in school with my friend. i didn't believe initially. but, who's gonna lie about someone who died? that evening, my grandad's body was brought back. since we lived in the same block, the funeral was held in the void-deck. before the coffin arrived, he laid on the chairs, which is made like a bed. i held my dad's hand and went to have a last look at my grandad. it was the 1st and last time i saw him in a suit. we had prayers later at night. the coffin was fully closed. went back home aroung 12 midnight.

thursday, 19 Jan 2006

i came home after choir, showered and attended the funeral. my aunt humiliated me. for no particular reason. FISH HER. i'm already SUPER SAD that my beloved grandad passed away and she pulled me and humiliated me for no bloody reason. couldn't control my emotions so i just poured for about 45 minutes. )x oh wells. then my piano teacher came to attend the funeral wake. it was really nice of her to come, honestly. i went home around 12 something in the morning.

friday, 20 Jan 2006

my eyes shrunk so much. about 1/3 the size smaller. all from the sleepless nights. same stuff. prayers and all. had to cancel tuition and piano lessons. i went home around 12 something as well.

saturday, 21 Jan 2006

i spent the whole day at the funeral. had tons of prayers since morning. we burnt a "house" and "car" and the "money" and some of his favourite clothes for my grandad at night. then we decorated the coffin with fresh flowers. i relunctantly went home after much persuasion from another aunt. it was about 1 something in the morning.

sunday, 22 Jan 2006

the very last day of the funeral. a band came to play a few songs which were dedicated to grandad. it was the most touching moment. everyone who attended the funeral gave their last prayers to my grandad and my granny, gave a bouquet of yellow roses (which signifies separation) to my grandad. off we go to Mandai cremation. when i saw the coffin going to get cremated, i didn't cry or wail. i just felt scared. very scared. but also, on the other hand, i know my grandad dosen't want us to feel sad about it. after everything was over, my 2 aunts, my parents, brother and i, headed for the temple where we bought a place for his ashes. had prayers and went back home. everything was cleared from the void deck. for once, the whole place felt empty. i miss my grandad so much.



.Saturday, January 14, 2006 ' 8:45 am Y

currently, my favourite period in school is recess, History and F&N. and the rest, borrrring! )x and there's a couple of people sleeping during class. how i wish i could. but i can't. and i musn't. anyway, my least favourite lesson is Chinese. oh gawd. i tell you. i don't know whether the teacher knows how to teach. or maybe we're not listening. and i guess the whole class ain't listening. except for about..3 to 5 were paying attention? and i don't pay attention to Chinese. (x

oh, i totally HATE the stupid security guard in my school. he's a total KUKU. )x i'm mean, yes i know. i can't help it. teachers and school assistants want to jay-walk when there ISN'T ANY CAR, and the damn security guard just whistles loudly, telling them to use the zebra crossing. same goes for the students. HAIYAH. i tell you, it's darn irritating. he told my juniors, " when i'm here (which means doing gate duty) i'm in charge of everything." he thinks he's experienced. whatever! and when there's a parent who's alighting his/her child in school, he closes the gate even before he/she could drive out. WALAO. is he really that blind? i need to tell him ever so loudly to open the damn gate. (cos as he said, he's in charge of it. and i don't believe it) so might as well we councillors don't do gate duty then. so sickening. and zebra crossing is meant for us to look out for cars, then cross, right? he keeps a group of students, who were almost late for school for 2 to 3 mintues before they could cross the zebra-crossing and head for school. it's totally lame. the traffic ain't heavy either. GRR. even my juniors were totally pissed by him. and yes, i am too, obviously.

honestly, i don't know what's wrong with the sec 1s. they're so ________. i don't know what word to type there. and yes, i'm mean again. can't help it. they're pissing me off. )x



.Saturday, January 07, 2006 ' 2:35 pm Y

GRR. can't stand the heavy books we're dragging to school. )x

had choir practice on the 1st day of school. it's terribly boring. singing the same song for i-don't-know how many times. oh, you know what? my prediction was right. i am register number 1. GREAT.)x anyway, the 1st day of school was a sleepy day for the whole class. everyone still seemed to be in the holiday mood. oh yes, i still am. (x i am sitting 2nd row from the front, nearest to the window. 2nd row again. haiyah. so much for being short. )x but there's an advantage- so i can force myself to listen in class. i think that will never happen. haha. (x and the sec 1s this year seem so small sized. there's a pattern. one year, most of them small sized. next year, most of them big sized. so weird. heh heh. (x

i think practically all my teachers' lessons are boring. maybe except for Mr Bambang and Miss Ong. Mr Bambang's our new HOD of Humanities and he's teaching us History. he just rocks. (x Miss Ong teaches us F&N. quite fun though. but i'm sure it's gonna be tough soon. anyways, Mr Bambang is a really REALLY humourous teacher. i always thought the HOD of subjects will be real dull. but NO WAY for this cool teacher.(x he tells us loads of stories. YAY. Jiawen and I said he's hot. hahaha! that's just for fun. not serious about it. (x hopefully he'll make me enjoy and improve my History. (: i thought he was a Spainish, from the front view. and from the side view, i thought he was a Japanese. actually, he's an Indonesian! his English accent is really nice too. heehee. (x i guess our whole class enjoys his lesson. double YAY. (x

there's CCA open-house tomorrow. and our choir is going to sing a crappy song 4 times. GRR. maybe i'll help the pianist to flip pages. that's a good idea man. (x my instructor's aim is to impress our new batch of sec 1s that the choir is not bad, not to drag them into choir. the teachers-in-charge want us to drag sec 1s into choir. im confused. ): ggaahh.

oh no. there's weekend homework. BOO. )x



.Sunday, January 01, 2006 ' 4:16 pm Y

time passes really fast and in just a couple of minutes, i'll say, "hello 2006 and byebye2005." tomorrow, i'll be officially a sec 3 student. i can still remember the number of teachers changed for a couple of subjects, the time when 2e4 were mugging for our exams, the time we showed our hatred to teachers, the time i argued with a teacher, the time i gave lame excuses to teachers when i didn't do my homework, the time when we presented our projects to teachers and other schoolmates..the list goes on and on. (x

of course, it's not just school which makes my 2005 go round. family and friends played the largest role throughout the year. without them, what will i be like now? mentally retarded? heh heh. (x and all those outings and going to each other's house to slack when we were supposed to be doing our project. (x oh yes, and meeting up with my old primary schoolmates during teachers' day eve. that day was one of the most memorable one. (: and the other was staying overnight at underwater world. (:

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oh! i just saw the fireworks from my house! i can see the fireworks from sentosa and esplanade! the fireworks are far more beautiful than national day's one! (x

HAPPY NEW YEAR! (:







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