Cricks and Critters

here's rekindling my randomness. (this is so pathetic, being random on purpose) (*sob*)

why are sneakers called sneakers? are they sneaky? they don't sneak around people... or thing, for that matter. and what's with the flappy thing being called a "tongue"? can't people just call them flappy things? i want new sneakers. my blue diesel shoes have lost their blueness. they look awful now. sneaky sneaking sneakers. haw haw haw. my brother emptied out his drawers before he left for sydney, and one of the things he unearthed is this Chicago Bulls notepad, which is currently sitting in front of me. the bull looks ugly. but then again, all bulls are ugly. (sorry, any bull-lovers who read this.) (wait a minute... i don't want any bull-lovers to read this!!!! i mean, a bull-lover. that's just weird.) and i never knew that people were so liberal with their language, much less a certain english teacher who teaches me at a certain school. the other day, as usual she was tripping over all of her words, muttered "bull****". what kind of teacher do we have?! so scary. and we're always the one correcting HER. that's just wrong, too. anyway before i start saying more bad stuff (i really musn't), i am very crappy with this whole randomruth thing. this is breaking my heart. anyway, bye! (i'm going to town to get new sneakers... hohohoho)

i am officially a walker now.

meg is currently in front of the sofa eating fried rice.

we took a bus to parkway and bought gelare (i got a cappucino cone - see such a new fangled bad fad - and meg got a swiss chocolate caramel cone). we walked to the library from there, which wasn't too bad, only to see that it was closed. from there, we decided to walk home while meg was constantly spazzing out on nothingness. by the time we were nearly home, we decided to walk to the hawker centre to buy food. before the hawker centre we went into some indian shop that sold nice magazines and stuff, and stood there for a while. decided to go home and get more money, and come out again. when we started walking, it started to rain, so we ended up getting home wet. got home, got an umbrella, more money, and walked back to the indian shop thingie. still got wet. walked home, got drenched.

kind of defeats the purpose of an umbrella, don't you think?

well, at least sanna is making me feel that way. she is in her "i'm a purple martian on the Martian Screen Network - MSN - and i'm gonna attack ruth!"

Never give out your password or credit card number in an instant message conversation.


i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   stupid martians and their stupid network

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   hello again

Joel loves Stargate says:
   it's not my fault that the human wiring doesn't work

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   oh well, we humans always need to blame when something goes wrong on something else

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   really, you need to check up more on our habits

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   yes,...i skipped out on Human Behavior 101

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   NO!

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   it sounded boring

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   but it isn't

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   hey

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   you're not supposed to attack me

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   you're supposed to attack elmo, and grover, and kermit the frog

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   not me...my incivilized buddies

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   oh..

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   they don't like what you did last summer

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   you make me feel inferior

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   YOU SWASHBUCKLING CREATURE!

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   how dare you?

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   i feel small

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   feel insignificant. feel hunted.

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   i know what you did last summer too

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   hey, that's cool

Purple aliens attack Ruth says:
   no...it's scary

i've never seen a guy so green got the blues so bad says:
   why, my purple acquaintance, is that so?

Gotta go pray says:
   because i can use it as black mail

Gotta go pray says:
   i know all your little dirty secrets

she's scares me, in her alienic sort of way.

oh! i forgot to say, in yesterday's post.

i was in the bus when this guy came on the bus, and he had leprosy. this nosey lady in front of me was asking him why he looked like that (not very tactful, but the guy seemed to like the lady) and he said it really loudly. i don't know for sure if he really did, but he did look it, because he had all these lumps sticking out of his face, and his nose was smooshed to the side, and his mouth looked like it was sucked in.

i was gonna sms someone and go "ewww, gross" but i decided not to when i realised, hey didn't Jesus heal the people with leprosy? he wasn't afraid of them, and he wanted to help them. shame for that guy with the leprosy.

anyway, my throat is itching like never before, and before i never have a throat again, i will crawl to the kitchen and take my awful medicine. tata!

so nasty, i just got back from the doctor (yes, i saw her exactly a week ago) and she says my throat is still red, my nose is flowing freely and i get to skip the mass run tomorrow!!! YAAAAAYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the only downside about this whole "yaaaay" thing is that i have four different types of medication to take and MORE antibiotics!!! this is never going to end :( the chemistry test today was alright, thanks to... a lot of... cramming last night (not bad, and i was smsing throughout!)

the steak was superduperfrupertriliciously yummy :) anyway, i have math homework (loci, loci, i love you, loci) calling me.

still searching for a throat scratcher,
ruth

aaaah!!! the comments!!! maybe it's just me, or my iMac, but they're GONE AND EWWWWWWWWWWW I JUST SAW A LIZARD!!!!! this has been a strange day. and yesterday, too.

christine cried! all of us didn't know what to do, i mean, none of us knew that a surprise party could trigger such overflowing... emotions. she hugged and squealed and pinched all of us for giving her the party (it was a pleasure to do that!) and then she got all sombre and wistful and... stuff. you know, it made me so jealous, because she got SO MUCH CANDY (courtesy of me and sherilyn - a last minute dash to cold storage - and a huge sweeping of lollies into my arms and then running to the cashier and then running back up to mcdonalds), really pretty balloons (ok, so maybe it isn't so fun to have balloons cos they don't last), these nice blue embroidered slippers, a preeeeeeeeeetty starfish-shaped cushion we found in holland village, a chocolate gateau cake, a huge birthday card that was originally a placemat, and lots and lots of people crowded around her singing happy birthday.

that sounded cheesy, but it was so much fun!

anyway. it was fine and blah today, had another horrible chinese test and oooh my mom made steak (wait did i mention that already?) and dinner's ready!!! will try and boot mom off computer when dinner's done so i can post more rubbish. the comments... *sob* well, anyway. ta!

no such word, but i couldn't care less right now.

i don't want to complain, BUT my throat is so itchy i have to clear my throat constantly people on the bus were looking at me as if i were leprosy-infected/rabies-ified/eyeball-less/hairless human creature my sneezes are great big ones that startle my pathetic rabbits all i want to do is to scratch my throat or rip it out.

but that would hurt too much, plus clearing the blood up would be a problem.

i don't understand why people like to use the phrase "i'd do anything for yadda yadda yadda", and then they insert a "but" after their reassuring stance of doing ANYTHING for something.

look here: Any object, occurrence, or matter whatever.

and it says whatever! this isn't remotely related to anything that's going on, but (see!!! i just did that!) (actually i have a valid point) (but i'm typing junk and not making much sense) it just popped into my head when i heard some stupid punk song (all punk songs are stupid, come to think of it) (which explains why i've become stupid. i really should stop listening to stupid punk songs) and it went - "anything, anything oi! anything but that!"

fine, fine. i will shut up now and go and do my homework (wow!) byeyeye eybeybebyebeybehybrafljakejfhadkfndm,faalekrae,

oh. and i doubt that christine ever bothers to read this site, but if ever she does, say, in eight years' time, HAPPY LAST DAY OF 15DOM, CHRAPPY CHRISPY CHARROT CHRISTINE!!!!!!! :)

i went against my convictions and... did everything i listed in my second last blog. (is there such a thing as second last, anyway?!)

yes, i went to the stupid pool place and stood/sat around. but i didn't chalk anything this time! (it's quite fun to chalk people's hands with smileys, though)

anyway, anyway, anyway. i got the ace troubleshooter cd!!! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy :D



i'm listening to pennywise now.

pennyfoolish?

oh! yesterday was blahblah too. went to liz's house after setting up in church. bought chicken rice back for her (was with meg) and then we hiked, no really we did, alllll the way to her house and then we ate and sat around and then when meg and i left i told meg to get on the wrong side of the road to get home. oops, magoomy!

yes, anyway. there isn't anything else to say, other than the usual i'm-so-boreds.

i'm so bored.

is sosososososososososososososososososososososososo stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid.

now i'll just sit back and hope bill gates doesn't see this.

and of course, i am compelled to agree, but only because everytime certain people go out to play pool and i am unwittingly/have-nothing-better-to-do-than-go-too dragged there as well, i:

1. sit around and make the guy behind the counter play my mxpx cd
2. sit around and fiddle with my phone and discover new features (wow)
3. stand around the table getting in the way of the certain people
4. stand around and be the chalker; ie. kiyoko: hey ruth, want to chalk for me?; meg: heh heh chalker!

so that would be my explanation as to why i agree.

I HAVE BEEN AWAKE SINCE SIX A.M.! AND IT'S STINKING SATURDAY!!!!!!

that's only because australian flights always, always,always have to be so stinking early/late (in my brother's case). today was the mournful day when joshua and grace left for *sob* boring perth (it is boring, really) (well as far as i can remember, which isn't all that much, but enough to leave the impression on my that it is a boring place) at 9:30 a.m. you should have seen how many people were there to see them off. it was uncountable.

meg just got online! how lovely. it's, say, 2:03 pm, because, unlike me, she had the go-ahead from her parents to sleep the morning away after seeing joshua and grace off.

that is completely unfair.

my parents had this whole dream/fantasy in their heads that i would get cracking on my books the minute i got home.

HA!!!

dad's reason for that idea: "well, you've been hibernating for the past two days, so of course you should start doing some work!"

mom's reason for that idea: "well, you've been hibernating for the past two days, so of course you should start doing some work!"

naturally, we all know when my mom said "work" she meant "clean your room".

i am wonderful, my room is sparkly and clean and glittering with too-cleanness.

i = ruth = bored = ruth = i = nothingbettertodo = actuallylisteningtobeatlesnow = bored =i
- and yes, that would be whatever math i have to do for today. (we're talking an equation here. which is a never from me.)

i'm aching all over. i think i have some sort of rare disease that makes me age quicker. I DON'T WANT WRINKLES TOO SOON!

sorry. got a bit carried away. i'm sick! (please, not with the stupid bird flu) my dad picked me up from school at 8:45 a.m. and we went to see the lovely doctor who gave me nasty medicine (which knocked me out for three hours - i just woke up!) and my mom just spent eight minutes on the computer. so cool, we can log in at the same time! i know, like, WOW! well... anyway. my brother's ALIIIIIIIIIIVE!! he called (it was a bit crackly) and it was sooo good to hear his voice! i think i've gone through my horribly emotional phase about him leaving and all, so i'm a bit more sane to write about what we did at the airport, and a little after that:

1. cried
2. sniffed
3. hugged and hugged and squeezed my brother
4. cried some more
5. waved bye bye while crying
6. went to coffee bean and had delicious food and hot vanilla at 12 midnight
7. came home, cried a lot more
8. woke up with puffy eyes
9. went to school miserable
10. there is no 10 but it'd look incomplete

he mailed us, as in mom, dad, and me, and he's doing well! he gave me a testimonial on friendster - my very bare and naked friendster as i only have one friend (jo) and a brother (reuben) - and i don't think he will ever stop going on about me not studying.

let's see... i'm down with a horrible throat infection, which means that it makes me go wobbly when i walk and also that i can't eat any roti prata even though i YEARN for it.

i'm in my jammies :) and it's 2:49 pm :) and my mom bought these weird cheese doodles from ikea for me :) and the phone's ringing :) i think i took happy medicine or something.

:)

bye! :)

it's taking a very long to fully sink in that my brother is GONE. ok maybe this post is a bad idea because my nose has just clogged up and my eyes have gone all blurry due to the wonderful way that we were made to cry. i'll be back.

for now. my brother is leaving in exactly five hours!!! i don't know what to do. my mom has randomly started crying more than 8 times, meg has been more emotional than me, and my dad is, well, being himself. which means he just jokes around. BUT I KNOW HE WILL CRY TONIGHT! mwahahahha.

sorry. anyway, i feel funny. i'm completely dressed in white. it's almost as if i'm attending a funeral... ok. i won't get morbid. i don't know how i'm going to get used to not having a brother. i don't know if i'll even cry tonight! well, everyone in school will know if i did or not, depending on whether i turn up with red and puffy eyes. there isn't much to say about this whole my-dear-booby-brother-is-leaving-and-i'm-miserable thing anymore, so bye bye.

and i promise i'll throw the used tissues into the recycling bin (that would be a mission).

'tis been a...

- boring day
- sad day
- redundant day
- mad day
- lazy day
- sleepy day
- monday *snort*

sorry about the last one. couldn't resist.

anyway, as i had posted a really long time ago (well, it sure was a lot of minutes), i was... oh. describing my graze.

i have been standing/sitting around watching my brother pack for his permanent flight to aussie land.

uh... you know, what else have i been doing?

oh, right. only plotting world domination and feeling sorry for people because people they don't like like them in the wrong way and staring at my skinned knee and still standing/sitting around watching my brother pack for his permanent flight to aussie land and having mxpx in the background the whole time. and i will now add this to my list - and listening to my brother play his very cool vcd that he made about our trip to india to his indian friend.

indian music should never be played at the same time mxpx is on.

hello! i've been out of action on this darling site for a little while! and i'm back back back! and front. but anyway, my computer has been very happily upgraded to panther status! that means that the version is OS 10.3.2, which is super new and super fast and super good and i lovelovelovelove my computer! ok. enough about my iMac.

i have an extremely grazed knee :( it looks very... raw. i don't want to elaborate on it, too nasty.

oh, alright. it's pinkish-reddish with a tinge of purple inside it, and it's sticking out of my knee cos it's swollen, and it's got bits of skin sticking out of it and inside the wound are flecks of purple!

see, i told you it wouldn't be pleasant. anyway, i'll finish later! bye bye for now!

my dad says i can't go for the mtv asia awards.

then he says i can't go on the computer.

as if that wasn't enough to kill me, he says i'm not allowed to go out.

there are many, many, and believe me MANY things i would be very eager to say and curse but i'll choose not to.

i have good news, and bad news. ok. bad news first.

1. the inevitable: i got a 2/30 for chemistry. i don't know how on earth my marks dwindled to that (I ACTUALLY PAID ATTENTION FOR THAT STUPID CHAPTER!), but that sure made me feel stupid.

2. the necessary: i skipped clb (which is partly good news), and went to mcdonald's instead, where i had a lovely Mc Colosso and... spilt it all over my shirt, which already was tinged brown with last friday's espresso ice cream from movenpick.

and of course, the good news:

1. the never-once-in-anyone's-lifetime-would-they-expect-sort-of-thing: I PASSED MY MATH TEST!

NOT ONLY THAT, I TOPPED THE CLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(doesn't that kind of fantabuloustic good news deserve so many exclamation marks?)

2. the blah-blah-"alright-we'll-still-say-it's-good-news"-news: i had chilli crab and black pepper crab and stingray for dinner last night with the south african people staying over at my house for a few days (which explains why my mom is currently camped out in my room, and i barely have any space to move because she brought almost all her clothes in with her) and while we were at newton we saw this other south african couple that upped and left for canada (or if Austin's Cult likes, canadia) and they'd seen me and my brother 10 years ago, and they still remember us because they have a video of the BOTH of us singing "i love my daddy, deep down in my heart".

had huge lunch.

very full.

still want my cappucino gelare ice cream, though.

is that bad?

william hung madness, have never expected someone like him to become so wildly popular. isn't this world weird? oh, look, even someone on my msn list has her sn dedicated to him (i'll subtly strike her name out so people will not know who she is! i am clever!):

lorianne- "she bangs, she bangs" - William Hung

by doing so, does she not realize that people may assume she is William Hung? because we all know when you message people and your sn appears, it will say blahblahblahWilliam Hung says:

ok, ok. stupid post. bye bye! (my house, by the way, has a lot of people in it right now. lovely!)

but i'll try really hard to type fast! we're leaving to go to my granny's house very very very soon and i'm OH MY GOODNESS THERE ARE ANTS ON THE KEYBOARD! SORRY, IN THE KEYBOARD! well, anyway, too bad. let's see... there isn't much to say, and there really never is, but i'll just tell you what i did today.

i had a literature test which i completely screwed up by calling the steward the second mate, which is a life or death matter. and then immediately after that i had a nasssssty chemistry test which will make my mom and dad lock me up in my room with my fat chemistry book for the rest of the year.

i drew on my hand. as usual.

i don't sit next to alissa anymore! my lovely and wonderful mrs chong the super teacher moved me next to nikki/nicky (i'm not sure which one she'd prefer, but anyway).

uh oh. i didn't do my transformations homework. which was due today. and i'm leaving soon. and i'll come back and watch american idol... oh boy. very dead.

oh! had a clb test yesterday which was not at all pleasant. it didn't really help that JO had to leave early for her dancey dance, which left me surrounded by the weird, clueless, and completely vulgar guys. (a by-the-way thing: never in my entire life have i ever heard the f word every two words by a person sitting next to me out loud.) i think we all just gave up in the end. i guessed the rest of the paper, and that vulgar guy was going around asking people to pick something from A-D for him to put as his answer. brenda gave me her extra pair of socks. how lovely.

my booby brother's leaving in 12 days. excuse me. i think i'm going to cry.


(that, by the way, is not me after getting plastic surgery or some body-altering crap thing. i just ripped it off some random lady's site.)

one of the many parts of an eyeball that never fails to send me and christine giggling.

our dahling biology teacher sprung a quiz on us. (i think i prefer being longwinded to just saying "pop quiz", also because being longwinded makes my posts a lot more annoying to read and they seem longer.) i just got home and i'm in the other half of my uniform (the pinafore part that makes me look almost demure) and all the windows are closed and it's so hot! i'm a bit lazy to move off the chair, though, cos the second i stepped into the house i slunk to the computer and i've been here ever since.

my right contact lens slipped off my eye when i was walking home. i hope the fat girl next to me didn't think i was winking at her. anyway, at least i managed to get it back into my bulbous eyes before i crossed the road.

WOW! i have finally succumbed to friendsterpressure. i have friendster now. i can't believe it.

it's mainly more because i hate it. and i also really hate it when people ask me if i have friendster and when i say no, they ask why. and then i tell them that it's a complete waste of time. but this is to shut them up.