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Me? Nephrite. aka Jade. Stone, first and foremost. Being human comes later. Nah. I'm just kidding. Film fanatic. Lit Major. Loves books (DUH). Dragon baby. Don't watch much TV. I want to live like its the last moon rising and scream, just like no one's there. Here, I might lose all of my control. Don't blame me later if you don't wanna heed my warning. sometimes I say things that don't come out right but its all in the heat of the moment. It's not too late for you to turn back now. In these Invisible Cities I will build by myself, I hope you will enjoy yourself. The city will be made of green and black. There will be no bed of roses, but a crown of thorns. There will be wilted red roses and drooping stalks of violets. There will be rainbows, but with no pots of gold. There will be more rain than sun, more tears than smiles. What? Did you think this was some kind of fairytale? Baby, wake up and smell the flowers. There are none. Where did the flowers go? I don't know. And then you will see the world through my eyes.

catch ball frenzy part 1

Monday, June 11, 2007

Nephrite at 10:51:00 PM

haha.
woke up late t'day...
so pai seh...
dunno how i slept thru the alarm.
though maybe its cux i slept at 6 this morning?
lol.
sorry sorry.
the funniest thing is that everyone was waiting for me to DO SOMETHING.
haha.

anyways.
met ms S n ahem on the train n headed down to yew tee to meet 'papa' n 'mama'
weel came on time too.
then we walked to the CC and started passing the ball using the bench as a sub for the chair.
haha.
weel, as expected of the zai-est girl in my eyes, was, of course the multipurpose person.
haha.
for all that hab says her eyes are item 86.
as for me, as usual, i felt like a fish out of water playing any ball sport.
my hands n legs seemed to fly everywhere and just REFUSED to coordinate.
haha.
though i must say we have unexpected talents.
anna n sara are potential 3 pointers!
and sara ROCKS at the 'forward' position for bball.
mygosh.
though all the talent only emerged AFTER dinner when we decided to have a second round of practice.
haha.
papa got her 'old feel' back.
mama has an unexpectedly violent side.
shikin is another zai one like weel, though its expected. haha. cedar nball lei!!
but still, weel is the multipurpose one.
hmmm. if jillene had a bit more ht i think she might me like weel.
cux that tiny powerhouse has lotsa arm power.
had dinner at NYNY. owe ahem MORE money.
boo.

MISS S.L.
i know u're prob reading this.
aft some consideration.
i think.
it isnt so much that i was raised well or that my sisters are the way they are.
its just that they havent grown up in certain ways yet.
think abt it.
they're used to being looked after, not the one looking after.
so.
and they don't have to bear the responsibilities i have to.
and i dont think i want them to.
i doubt they can take it if the positions were reversed.
i mean look at them now. they already think they got PROBLEMS.
right now they dont see the big picture yet.
like one of my friends said once, "one person bearing the hurt caused by someone else is enough.
why spread it n cause more pain?"
haha. i bet u didnt know. i can be vindictive when pushed to the limit.
though i suppose you're thinking my tolerance is a tad bit much.
my mum used to say. "give them time, they'll learn"
and that was YEARS ago. and they are still like that.

one example.
during the WHOLE week i was at OBS no one actually collected the mail.
i mean ya, it was my job.
but hello. i was away for a week.
i sure had a real PLEASANT surprise the night i got back.
the mailbox was STUFFED to the brim and i had to lug it with me when i alr had my hands full with my own bags.
not to mention i had to ta bao food for them on the way home.

second example.
i wake one of them up for sch.
we run late so i say hurry up.
she goes fuck you.
wow.
so much for trying to help.
and i cant cuss at her back cux....im the oldest i need to set examples blah blah blah.
haha.

example 3.
in upper primary.
this is how a weekday goes.
i come home from school.
bathe.
go to the kitchen for my mum's written instructions.
prepare the food.
start the cooking.
(sometimes my mum comes back in time to help, sometimes she don't. i need help or stand on a stool cux i cant reach the wok and fry properly.)
one time she was late. so i did it all.
stir fry veg n some meat dish.
one says. ew. why the gravy so little one.
the other refuses to eat the veg at all.
none take into the consideration that im tired and 11 years old and that i cant even reach the wok.
so at dinner i bury my nose in my storybook and eat.
no thanks from anyone, just lots of grumbling.
then at night i quietly sob myself to sleep.
haha. so lame right.
dont worry im not apathetic now.

have you enjoyed the little insight into my life?

so can u IMAGINE how i felt when that stupid woman asked me if i wanted to learn how to be a good housewife?
i gave her my most dead-panned-i-am-gonna-kill-you-look and said i can cook, clean, wash and sew. what else you want me to learn?
haha.
now.
i refuse to help with anything.
my mum complains im getting from bad to worse.
i feel guilty for not making her life a bed of roses but i dont wanna be a maid anymore.