Tuesday, September 26, 2006.

I'm running a flu now that it's two days to the promos.

Good going, Isabelle.

Did Maths mock paper 1 today and don't want to touch maths anymore. BLEH.

Did nothing else productive but read the GP questions and goodness... they are not easy.

I read through some of the schools' comprehension papers and there is one passage which I like.

It's adapted from "Beauty is in the eye of the beholden," by Brigette Aflalo-Calderon, Washington Woman, (June 2001)

I like the way these comprehension passages put my thoughts and opinions into words so apt that I can never string together. That's why I always find myself nodding or even smiling at the paper when I read these comprehension passages.

So, as we reflect on our beauty, it helps us to focus on what the media-driven obsession with youth denies us: the chance to fully experience each stage of our existence and see each step as having its own beauty.

I think this is very true. Media-driven obsession with youth really does deny women the true beauty they have and are able to exhibit. The part about fully experiencing each stage of one's existence is true for me, too.

Why should women be afraid of having white hair and see the need to dye it black immediately? Maybe because at this age I have no tendency to care about age catching up with me, but I don't see the point.

You are beautiful in your own way in your teens, in your 20s, in your 30s, in your 40s and even in your 50s. Each stage of life has its different kind of beauty so I don't think there should be a need to conceal which stage of life you are at ; there's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about.

There is beauty in diversity, honesty in laugh lines, sensuality in curvaceous hips and character in hair that is left to its own devices.

I hold more respect for a woman who knows and acts her age rather than one who lives in self-denial about her age and tries on all sorts of ways and means to make herself look youthful.

I'll just look at you in disdain.

I think it's just vanity. Your wrinkles will still come, your features will still look less sharp, and people can tell that you are a middle-aged woman trying to act young. I just do not like to see women torturing themselves like that, and in Singapore, that's quite a common trend.

The Thais who have metal rings around their necks, the english ladies who lace corsets and the chinese girls and women who have their feet binded - I see this as tradition.

On the contrary, splurging on beauty products and going for cosmetic surgery is what I call vanity.

Being bimbotic is already bad enough, if you want to be labelled as utterly vain, I pity you.

There's also one thing I cannot bring myself to tolerate. Trans-sexuals.

URGH.

YUCK.

EWWW.

Outright disgusting.

Everytime I read any article about some idiot who goes for a sex change I seriously wonder what happened to the human race.

As if homosexuality in itself wasn't huge enough a headache already.

YUCK.

YUCK.

YUCK.

What's more, you have beauty pageants for these people.

PLEASE. They are artificial. It's in the artificial and superficial that you find beauty by world standards, cause they are made and changed and transformed to be beautiful.

But to use the word beautiful on them is a huge lie.

How can you call yourself beautiful when you do not respect the true beauty you were born with and instead go all out to change it? To make yourself much less beautiful when you were before?

Grotesque.

One more sentence.

It demands that we look honestly at the emaciated bodies of fashion models paraded before us by the media - like the child before the naked emperor - and recognise them as exploitative rather than enviable images of beauty.

I don't have much to say about this because it's crystal clear.

The media really knows how to propagate ideas that change us so, so, so much.

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Friday, September 22, 2006.

I know I'm a horrible student cause the promotional exams are in less than a week, and I, being the utterly lazy and procrastinating person I am, haven't really touched on a single thing.

WOW.

Alright but this week in school has been fun and I'm growing to love 06A03. I think our class spirit was displayed in full strength yesterday when we were celebrating Farhana, Bo Wei and Vithiya's birthdays together.

The party hats, the annoying things that attempt to spoil your eardrums, the creation of a big group in the canteen and so on.

It has been long since I felt such unity. The second last time was when Jian Ming was playing the guitar on the 'stage' and when 06A02 were taking pictures with our personalised green class shirts. The last time was when I met my 4S1 darlings at Pizza Hut and we acted as though that place was ours.

Thus, the last last time I felt such class unity was yesterday, and it was good.

The greatest thing is that we finally managed to take a class photo though there were a few missing guys.

PW tutorial was the best and the worst (alright not exactly) lesson I've ever had in JJ cause I've never laughed so hard in class in JJ. However, the highly explicit content of what was being said by some highly explicit people in my class ought not to be revealed. As Mr. Chua says it should be kept within those 4 walls, I have no intention of breaching that.

It's too overwhelming to type them here and it's something I won't do so there's no point.

Had a good time taking photos of the homies too (:

Had a good time whacking Ivan's head too. No, more like pushing. HAHA. :D

Uh, sorry, class joke :D

ANYWAY, I don't like my CCA cause it doesn't make the least bit of sense. BLEARGH.

And anyway, I love Shinhwa cause you know I do. And Miss Teoh bought this book FULL of Shinhwa pictures and it kept me happy during morning assembly on thursday. :D

AND, to dear Vithiya-ya-ya-ya-ya, even though it's past 12pm but still, I'm happy you like the present and I'm happy you enjoyed this day and I'm equally happy to have gone through the process of making it for you together with Miss Teoh. :D

Happy 17th Birthday, dear :D :D :D :D :D :D

You'd get a SHINHWA tutorial vey vey vey (Mr. Loh style) soon. (:















I want to watch WONTAK'S ANGEL!

Lee Min Woo & Ha Dong Woon :D

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Thursday, September 14, 2006.

School was ... bad.

One: The prospect of lugging a laptop to school is pretty bad in itself.

Two: The idea of not being able to continue using the computer in the library added to the negative beats of the day. (It didn't help when all you had were useless rebuttals despite the fact that the system truly is inflexible.)

Three: The attitudes of some people were clearly displayed to piss you off.

Four: The perpetual 'the music is horrible' will sooner or later get on your nerves.
(I don't care if you think it's horrible but you just have to say it once don't you? It's not very creative and considerate of you to emphasis on that opinion perpetually.)

Five: GP was a depressing lesson and it didn't help that I didn't think the things said and being laughed about were really funny, contrary to the popular idea.

Six: Maths lecture was a bore and a chore and I understood nothing.

Seven: Lugging the laptop home was quite a chore.

Forget it. If I continue lamenting, which I think I'm rather good at, I could go on and on and on.

School was bad, but certain things were good too and at least they managed to put a smile on my face.

One: Nearing the completion of Diane's present.

Two: Getting a cow-massager from my dad when he came home. He's so cute. His colleagues showed it to him today and he thought they were useful and cute. Bought 5 home, each costing $3.95. Can you imagine. A middle-aged man walking into mini-toons, picking up five cute massaging animal heads and going to the counter to pay? I think this was the first time he did something like that and my siblings and I were impressed. (:

Three: I'm eh, collecting (I'm quite sure you know this isn't the right synonym.) my Silence episode 16 + DBSK's Masked Fencer Reverse Drama. Happy happy :D

Four: Talked with Vithiya on the phone happily when she was on the train at Jurong East until she reached her door. WHEE! Thanks Vithiya-ya :D

Five: Actually, there isn't a fifth. Yet.




I don't get why some people are so against listening to a song of a foreign language. Don't understand don't understand don't understand.

It doesn't make sense to listen to something you don't understand? Why must you of all things need to understand it?

AH WELL FORGET IT.

This reminds me of Shinhwa with all the foreign language thing.

Jun Jin was so so so cute at the Singapore concert. HAHA.

I'm very proud of Shinhwa for they are the first korean act to stage a concert in Singapore and they have done very very well.

Delivered their songs with great voices, delivered their dance moves with great energy and vigour, and displayed their true and funny comical selves to the audience.

How I wish I were there, if I could.

The reviews from everyone were so positive it was sad to not have been there to experience it for yourself.

I was very afraid for them initially that the concert tickets would not be able to sell well due to their lack of popularity in Singapore. Little did I know, Shinhwa Changjo was so powerful, so were the rest of the Singaporean fans and the fans from overseas. :D

I love the concert review in tuesday's Life!. The reviewer did nothing else but praised Shinhwa. Even though I like Westlife's songs, I couldn't help but be deliriously happy when they were saying that Shinhwa and Westlife are of the same age but what comes out of them are so different.

Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

My apologies to ardent Westlife fans.

신화 사랑해요 (:

Right haven't done any studying in the past two days and still not doing today. BYE!

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Friday, September 08, 2006.

I haven't updated in 8 days and I'm bored of blogger.

Shinhwa's concert's TONIGHT.

Breathe, Isabelle, please do breathe.

Where would I be? Stuck in grandma's house studying about volcanos and mitigating volcanic hazards.

The only productive thing I've done in the holidays was to do my Maths 9B. I don't know how to do 9C. What's with vectors and planes anyway? What's the significance?

And, we completed our PW! (I hope that it's good. But don't have the full confidence that it would be really good.)

Haven't touched anything but plate tectonics and volcanoes.

I know, I'm dead :(

Argh Shinhwa is a huge huge HUGE temptation.

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