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Monday, May 18, 2009
6:09:00 pm
Raindrops keep falling on my head~
o.o

I don't know what I'm feeling now because I'm like all blah and have no mood for anything. Everything just seems so messed up, yet everything seems to be perfect. See? I don't even know what I'm feeling. Tell me that's insane. How the hell could I get so affected over those measly words that she uttered? So it is true that words can be both hurting and comforting right? There was one moment all I wanted to do was to go right up next to her and slap her. Then I thought of the consequences. Dire. So I controlled myself. During chemistry, my hands keep balling into fists for no reasons and I could feel myself seething with anger. After I finished the chemistry paper, I caught her smirking to herself. Yet I could do nothing! I was thinking about how I could give her a piece of my mind. It gave me pleasure thinking about all the things I could say to her. Yet I didn't do anything even after the paper was over. Coward much? Sometimes I just want to beat myself up. Why the hell do I even take what she said so seriously? Why the hell did I not have the courage to stand up for myself? Why the hell am I such a coward?

Am I supposed to be this way? Is this really who I am? This cowardly meek person? Oh goodness, just forget it already. She's probably reading this now. Why should I care anyway? She's a freaking jealous bitch who has no idea how lucky she is and yet, even if you'd give me a million dollars to be her even for one day, I wouldn't do it because she appreciates none of it. If you, the one who's reading this, is close to her and takes offence to what I'm saying now, I'm sorry for ranting like this but this is just my opinion of her. Everyone has rights to their own opinions and this is mine. It may be mean but you don't know what she said about me. I'm not going to say because I have my reasons.

WHY AM I STILL RANTING ABOUT HER?
Is she even worth being mentioned on my blog?
-.-




p/s: Happy birthday Brandon (:



LOUISA

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Hello! BOB, bouncyoddball for short, was created some time in 2007 when I was just a little secondary 1 kid. Of course, I still look like a kid, but I most certainly am not anymore!
I was born on the 6th of April 1994
and is under the sign ARIES
Arians may be known to be "fiery" but I think I'm more of the candle flame type of fire. It's not that easy to incur my wrath so please relax but if you somehow happen to do so, don't panic. Just give me time(:
I love my tight-knit family and my adorable friends,whether from my primary school, Rosyth School, or from Nan Chiau High School or from anywhere else.

It doesn't look good with all these information stuck in one paragraph right? Well, too bad :P

In 2010, she was in 4F'10 and is absolutely proud of it
because 4F was and still is one of the MOST UNITED class ever and I love my class<3

Anyway, just for your benefit, I love eggs ( any form of eggs except century egg) and fishballs and ROAST DUCK!
I hope I don't seem like a glutton to you because I HOPE I'm not but I just love food :D

To me, ballet is one of my biggest passion.I might not be awesome at it but at least I love it and that loving it is the most important as without oxygen to keep a flame going, it will just disappear.
Being a pianist is tiring and I know I still have to work harder but I adore it too. I'm also proud to have been a flautist from NCWO and I aspire to be more apt at it.


I hope that after reading this chunk of words, you'd at least know me a little better and understand my usual natterings a lot better. :D:D

HANKERINGS

FOR SCHOOL

In School :
Top ten in class
A1 for English ( Unfortunately an A2 in O's)
B for HigherChinese
At least 6A1s in O's :D

FOR MYSELF
Learn Gymnastics
Stop scratching
605 OUTING:D:D
2ndLALAS OUTING:D
New bag (:
Les Choristes Special Piano!!
Picoult:Nineteen Minutes
Watch My Sister's Keeper
That huge brown tofu
A new phone(:
handphone sock A camera

FOR DANCE & MUSIC
Be more flexible!!!
Right split
Left split
Centre split
SMOOTH double pirouette
90° front extension
90° back and side extension
A NICE grande jete
Consistency
More than 90°
POINTE shoes! :D
IntF ballet Distinction
Grade5 theory Distinction
Grade 5 ballet Distinction
Intermediate ballet Distinction!
Proper beats and brises

byebye
605'o6
2e'o8
AMELIA
ALICE
ALICIA
AZIZAH
ARFFAH
ANNQI
BRANDON
BRYAN
CARIE senior
CHERYL CHIA
CHERIE
CHINBEE
CHENGCE
CHON
DOREEN senior
DORISA
ELIZA
ESTHER KOH
GERALDINE senior
FELICIA
GRACE(ballet)
GRIZEL
JASMINE
JUNWEI
JIANING
JETAIME
JESSLYN
JEAN
JORINDA
JOYCE senior
LIXUAN
KENGTENG
LYNETTE senior
LILING
LOUISALEOW
MANTING senior
MELISSA senior
MENGZIE
MELISSA
MR SIVA
POHYIH senior
PEISI senior
PIGGIE
PRISCILLIA
RACHELLE
RACHEL
ROSE
ROYSTON
SHUWEI
SIHUI
SANDY
SINYI
SHARLENE
TIANCONG
TRICIA
VICTORIA
VERNA
WEITONG
WINGYIU
XIUWEI
XINHUI
XIUZHEN
YINGYING senior
YOKELING
YINGMEI
ZHENXUAN
ZHIYU

Yadda Yadda

the past
♥ June 2007
♥ July 2007
♥ August 2007
♥ September 2007
♥ October 2007
♥ November 2007
♥ December 2007
♥ January 2008
♥ February 2008
♥ March 2008
♥ April 2008
♥ May 2008
♥ June 2008
♥ July 2008
♥ August 2008
♥ September 2008
♥ October 2008
♥ November 2008
♥ December 2008
♥ January 2009
♥ February 2009
♥ March 2009
♥ April 2009
♥ May 2009
♥ June 2009
♥ July 2009
♥ August 2009
♥ September 2009
♥ November 2010
♥ January 2011
♥ February 2011
♥ March 2011
♥ September 2011
♥ October 2011

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