The Secret Parade
Sky SignalIsabel is afflicted with the Two-Left-Feet syndrome, which might explain all the tripping. She never underestimates the power of a hug and doesn't understand why lift doors like closing on her.She's still trying to find out why. She keeps falling short of what God deserves, but still tries anyway. She finds the prayers of little children particularly beautiful. She's not a poet, not a dancer, not an artist - she just likes singing in the shower.
For Broken Ears
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009Random Club Med Pictures!  I was walking along the beach when the sky was turning dark! So pretty right (:     Monday, November 23, 2009Hearty buffets. Great facilities. Powdery white sand. Beautiful crashing waves.People want to stay in Club Med forever. But on the very first night, I wanted to get my ass out of there pronto. IT WAS THE ROOM. The room at the end of the corridor that Beu and I shared. Everything else was fine! I remember feeling uneasy every time I was in the room alone and being really paranoid about Bintan ghosts. Of course, it didn't help that I'm a freaking coward when it comes to such things, and I like watching horror films for the kicks. Of course I regret it when it haunts me for days, but I never seem to learn my lesson. Beu got disturbed when I told her about the room and that night after lots of praying, we tried getting some sleep. Beu slept within 5 minutes. -.- And I was just lying there trying not to be paranoid but images of practically every horror film I've watched kept flashing across my mind. Paranormal Activity. The blanket scene from Shutter. The TV scene from The Ring. So I took Beu's bible to read and I read a total of 30 Psalms hoping that morning was approaching soon. I thought, "I've been reading for damn long. DAWN MUST BE NEAR." I checked the clock. It was 2.15a.m. "Beu, can you wake up for awhile!! D: " She stirred, her eyes rolling for abit, before she opened them. And just stared at me unblinkingly with eyes wide open. "Beu why're you looking like that? Beu you're scaring at me. Beu." But she just STARED without saying anything. "BEU?!" My mind went into full-on panic mode. "SHIT, HER SOUL HAS BEEN OVERCOME. HER EYES ARE SOUL-LESS. SHE IS POSSESSED." The only human company I had in the room was now my biggest danger! I knocked frantically at her head trying to snap her out of it but she was still very dazed, so I decided to FLEE after telling her I was going to take a walk outside. I dashed out of the room into 'safety,' only to wind up standing in a long corridor facing a dark forest. I tried to remember who was staying in which room and knocked frantically at a couple of doors but everyone was asleep. I was contemplating on knocking on all the doors till someone answered but decided to go to the people who were the least likely beat me up for waking them up. Winston and Sloo. HAHAHAHAHAHA. They shared a connecting room with Sharry and Weekee so I could just quietly slip into the girls' room without waking them up! Just as well, their lights were on, so I banged frantically at their door. There was no answer, and I realized that the door wasn't locked so I just burst in, hoping that they didn't have the habit of sleeping commando. They were awake, sitting on their beds, both still in the process of choosing the less lazy one to answer the door. "THANK GOD YOU GUYS ARE AWAKE. MY ROOM IS UNCLEAN!!!! I HAVE READ 30 DIFFERENT PSALMS BUT I JUST CAN'T SLEEP. BEULAH WAS DAMN WEIRD, I THINK SHE GOT EATEN UP BY THE GHOST." Something like that. D: So we talked rubbish for two plus hours because they said the connecting door was locked. It was a blur. I remember there was alot of laughing at the situation, Winston kept trying to scare me even more, I inevitably brought back Sloo's memories of "Paranormal Activity," I killed a mini cockroach because they were too wimp/lazy to, and they finally fell asleep, leaving me STRANDED sitting on a chair in the room because it'd be weird if I slept in that room. Then I heard a knock at the connecting door. I honestly thought the demon was coming after me, but the door opened and it was SHARRY! :D "Izzy, why are you here? I cannot sleep!" Now I know the relief and joy the Israelites felt when manna started falling from the sky. We tried to sleep but still couldn't, so we ended up playing 5am pingpong. I only had half an hour of sleep that night. It was epic. Only more epic than that was our experience riding the waves at the beach. It's monsoon season, so the waves are pretty big, and it was great being swept ashore. So some of us ventured further and further because we wanted to catch the waves before they lost momentum. It still seemed quite shallow, and the waves were getting bigger, the rip current getting stronger. Then a huge wave crashed, sending us tumbling like helpless hankies in the washing machine on full speed. While I was still trying to orient myself and catch my breath, another wave hit and saltwater went up my nose as I got tumbled again. By the time I surfaced I realized that we were quite far from shore and Ziyang was motioning quite frantically for us to swim back. I tried doing a Powerful Front Crawl but it was as effective as me trying to outrun Usain Bolt. I panicked abit but I was trying not to scream "HELP ME!!!!!" because things weren't THAT bad yet. Thank goodness the waves brought us back to shore and I was too tired to fight the rip current (which actually makes things worse, as I found out later.) But seriously, as scary as the experience was, it was damn fun. :D Everyone has their stories to tell. Monkeys getting into the room and tearing the sugar sachets. Fighting monkeys off with pillows. Getting locked out of rooms without the keys. Enjoying drinks by the beach at night while enjoying the sea breeze. Failing miserably at pool. Trying to play captain's ball in the water but failing because we got tired treading water. Going crazy at the buffet table. Learning to play Mahjong ("I hu-ed! I pong-ed!") Screaming my way through the circus trapeze even though I was trying to be dignified and graceful (Well at least it was more graceful than someone getting his balls strangled by the wires :P) Screaming pranks. Beu dabao-ing macaroons. Sand wars at the beach. Trying to drown Winston in the pool when he stole my ball. Grazed knees. Coke-drinking and song-guessing competitions with the kids. Long talks and nice walks. Abusing Beu and getting back at her for unintentionally scaring me that night (she was actually trying to look like she was giving me her fullest attention even though she was half-asleep, which explained the dazed wide eyes.) Climbing on the big rocks. Secret midnight swimming. I can't seem to post pictures today but I will try another time! Tomorrow's prom, and my dress has become tighter because of my overeating HAHAHA. Ohwell. I definitely had a great time, getting away from it all, getting to know friends better, flying through the air hanging onto a handlebar... Of course it was not a perfect holiday, we couldn't do sea sports, there were times where we really didn't know what to do. Still, it's definitely a holiday that I'd want to remember for a long time to come. (: Sunday, November 15, 2009Plans.izzy says: *HELLO BAGGY BECKY says: *HELLO izzy says: *HAHAHA *HOW ARE EUX *ARE YOU STILL ALIVE *YOU MUST SURVIVE SO THAT I CAN RAPE YOU AFTER YOUR EXAMS END BECKY says: *NONO I WANT TO DIE izzy says: *eh let's go kayaking down the singapore river *HAHAHA BECKY says: *YOU CANT izzy says: *WHY *let's make our own raft! BECKY says: *its only for BUM boats izzy says: *and we'll go to macritchie and sail in it! BECKY says: *OMG I DONT WANT TO FALL IN!! izzy says: *WE WONT WE WONT *we'll wear floatation devices *the one that we attach to our arms *:D BECKY says: *nono i remember all our mishaps izzy says: *WHAT MISHAPS *all we've done has been very safe *except for the time i broke your stove *D: BECKY says: *the ' LETS GO CYCLING' *'LETS GO TO BIG SPLASH' izzy says: *HAHAHAHAHAHa *THE CYCLING WAS YOUR FAULT *YOUR LOSUY BIKES *WHICH HAD NO AIR BECKY says: *NO IT WASNT! *it had a HOLE izzy says: *IT WAS OMG *YAH *YOUR LOUSY BIKE BECKY says: *lets go horse riding! *HAHAHAHAHAHA izzy says: *HAHAHA *NO!?!?! *I WILL SQUASH THE HORSE *I CANNOT LIVE WITH THAT SORT OF GUILT BECKY says: *HAHAHAH YOU CAN WRITE ROMANCE NOVELS *with haldnaked men on the cover! izzy says: *HAHAHAHAHAH *NO BECKY says: *OMG I CAN TOTALLY IMAGINE izzy says: *NO YOU CANNOT IMAGINE Plans, plans :) "We lit a fire. We were always lighting fires." -----------------------------------------------------  I know I'm not alot of things. I know there are many things I can't do. I know there are many things that I don't say. But I do believe, even in my moments of weakness, that I am strong. The Post Exam Happy List! 1) Finally apply to some Uni (okay this isn't that happy) 2) Take random bus rides and go to wherever it takes me 3) Bake! 4) Complete the love story I started in Sec 4 to pass time in Physics HAHA 5) Construct a pneumatic lift 6) Play the guitar and sing with Nana (: 7) Write a noob song, now that I finally have some semblance of "experience" 8) Read nonsense chicklit in my bed, wrapped in my blanket 9) Grow in strength 10) Go on missions again 11) Smile everyday 12) Take meaningless walks 13) Take more pictures! 14) Try to get over obsession over the need for lists to have an even number Thursday, November 12, 2009"The Bolsheviks did not seize power; it fell into their hands. The speed and ease with which it had happened surprised even Lenin. In the early hours of 26 October he said to Trotsky 'from being on the run to supreme power makes one dizzy'. He then rolled himself up in a large fur coat, lay on the floor and went to sleep."- Reaction and Revolution: russia 1894-1924 by Michael Lynch I have gone through the hardest week of my life. And right now, I'm going to roll myself up in a large comforter, lay on the mattress and go to sleep. Good night, and Godspeed. The IB examinations have ended for me. (: Wednesday, November 11, 2009A soft and dying voice that admonished softly, lamented softly, barely audible..."Bak kwa........ Bak kwa................." Tuesday, November 10, 2009Lloyd: How?Me: I slept for two hours! D: Lloyd: I'm surprised you're still standing! Me: I brought... COFFEE POWDER! xD One of the worst things that could happen to you during exam week: You stay up all night trying to study basically everything that went on in China since the late 1800s including international relations of other countries. There's no time to make coffee so you eat coffee powder instead (And I thought that was just an IB joke. Turns out it actually happens to people like me.) You trudge to bed at 3am, tossing and turning till 330 because the caffeine prevents you from sleeping. You know you're tired, your body feels tired, but the caffeine just keeps you up. Finally you fall asleep, and the next thing you know you have to get up, and take an hour long bus journey to school. And here's the clincher: Whatever you've managed to cram in those fateful hours, it doesn't appear in the paper. I stared at the questions, and one word flashed across my mind in bright flashing colours. "ASS-WIPE!!!" Kim learnt of what happened, and she looked at me with genuine sympathy in her eyes. The kind of look you'd give to someone who spent long hard days studying extracts 1-19 for IOC, only to have extract 20 come out for the actual thing. "Oh no... Oh no, I really feel damn sorry for you..." Thank God that I could squeeze out an answer for the three essays, cos I'd read notes on the topics before. But seriously, if I'd known, I'd have slept early. D: It's like how I spent one and a half years learning about the different wars, only to do the Korean Civil War question. In 45 minutes, all that you've mugged becomes 'useless.' I'm REALLY GLAD THAT HISTORY IS OVER MWAHAHAHA. Never have I FEARED a subject so strongly before, not even Chem! Like I was telling Beu, one can never finish mugging for History. Once you've finished the whole stack, you would've forgotten what you've read. Even if you remember everything, there's always new info in books and online. So I'm HAIRPEE THAT THE MISERY IS OVER MWAHAHA. But Bio paper, what a total flop. -.- Please God please a 6 would be a miracle! :D Monday, November 09, 2009It is now 9.56p.m., and I have just woken from my Omega Nap.A nap to fulfill whatever sleep requirements I might have. A nap to keep me awake for the next 6 hours, at least. For a 2h30min History paper tmr, and another 2h15mins of Bio! WHOOPEDY WHOOPEDY DOO!!!!! Anyway I'm so glad I survived today with only 4 hours of sleep. In the morning I felt like shit when I woke up, but all that changed when I took a 6a.m. morning shower. It wasn't the warm water nor the soap, nor the power of the shower jet. I was asking God to help me wake up, and He answered my prayer in the most peculiar of ways. I was just starting to soak my hair, when I spied something a metre away from me, merrily sharing my bath time. *cue jaws music: DUM dum, DUM dum, DUM dum DUM dum DUM dum DUM dum DUM dum DUM dum DUM dum DUM dum....................................*  I let out a scream. Not just ANY scream. It was one of those screams that are classified under "Blood-Curdling." The kind that you wake up whole neighbourhoods with. There's just something about TOILETS and bathing which make you feel extremely vulnerable. Aside from the OBVIOUS reason why, there's also the fact that there's nowhere you can run in a toilet. The only way to hide is by stuffing your head into the toilet bowl and hope the cockroaches don't see you. It was especially BAD because I had closed the shower screen, which meant it was just ME AND THE BEASTLY MENACE IN A SMALL ENCLOSED AREA. Thank God it was on its back, struggling to right itself. If it was the right way up, I would be in a psychiatric ward now. In the end, my heroic maid went to the rescue. I used to rear mealworms when I was younger. I caught grasshoppers and moths. I took part in caterpillar races in the sandpit (mine always lost -.- ) All these crawlies I'm okay with. But a COCKROACH. A COCKROACH is different. It's like what Stalin was to Hitler (or the other way round): "Scum of the Earth." Now, I have no idea what ecological purpose they serve and I'm struggling to come to terms with the fact that all of God's creation is beautiful, but there is just SOMETHING about cockroaches that is just downright repulsive. And that episode woke me up indeed. For the rest of my unpeaceful bath I kept looking over my shoulder to pre-empt any possible attacks. Grahh. |