Dear Body,

Feet. I'm happy you're not big, so I don't need to keep buying new shoes. And i'm glad you're not flat either, because I don't stand so much:) But I still have the stitches on my right one and I don't like them:(

Legs. I'm so glad you can walk! I don't have skinny awesome legs, but you look okay to me:D But why can't you run faster! You always get tired during mass runs, and I always walk during my 2.4s D:

Stomach. You're too fat. It's obviously because I always stuff you with food, and never try to lose any weight. And, I never do sit ups, so i'm probably not that surprised:)

Arms. I'm glad you're not too long, so I don't look like a monkey. But maybe if you were a little longer, I would not have to keep getting up and bending down to get back the stuff I constantly drop on the floor.

Hands. You're awesome. I never get bored when playing the keyboards. As for my handwriting, I would rather have a terrible letters than perfectly normal ones. Its so cool, I can highlight stuff with my left hand and write with my right one at the same time:)

Face. You're too round. It makes me look so chubby. Mother always said you would not always be, and as I grow older, it would not be that round. But you still are! D:

Mouth. You talk too much. TOO MUCH. And, you never stop talking. I also have the wierdest silent laugh in the world.

Nose. Its good you're not too big, but I always get the flu. And I sneeze awfully loudly and unglamourously.

Eyes. Panda eyes are so irritating. You're too sunken, and short sighted. I've tried everything, teabags, cucumbers, but panda eyes never ever go away. they're obviously heriditary, but still, D:

Hair. You're too messy. And too messy. Probably because whenever i'm outdoors the wind always blows and messes you up. But i'll rather have messy hair than hair that is limp and lifeless.

Ears. thank you for not being too big, or too small. Without you, I can't listen to my favourite bands, like Marilyn Manson, and King Diamond.

:)

Hello world.

Nishan is currently having a fever and sleeping and will be back very soon.
She feels very bad that she is leaving you all although she is only going on hiatus for one day.

Adelia is Awesome.
Adelia is very Awesome.
Adelia is very very Awesome!

You get the point (:

I've decided I will edit this post
Because I'm not sad anymore
So on with the editing, or do I call it rewriting
I think it must be rewriting, because if it were editing then I would still have a copy of the original blog post

But I do, but I'm not using it at all
I'm starting from scratch
My L key is not working properly, I must press it extra hard
I just sneezed
And I need tissue paper
Why am I even talking about this!

I'm supposed to be telling you about the nightmare I had yesterday
This is according to my old blog post
But I was to be starting from scratch
I just got ice cream:)
Ever so often mother comes home with a ton of ice cream

This time its sweetcorn
And then sometimes I get some
And thus I eat and eat and eat and get fat
Fatter I mean, I'm already fat
But honestly, fatness is one of the last things I care about
D:

I should start telling you about the nightmare
Well it was very scary
To you it might not me, but I've dreamt of madwomen many times
And they scare me, quite
Or so much so that I woke up sweating and shaking
So then I was too afraid to get out of bed and check the time

But when I already did, it was 5.30
And then I went back to sleep before I woke up at 6.15
Then went to school
And had the Literature paper, where I realised how showing off can really be an annoyance
Unless I think it is a great achievement, Maybe I think I should quit showing off what I do

Because honestly and truthfully
The last thing I want to do, is piss people off
And make them angry, I think it is so mean to do that
I think I don't have anymore to say
Except that Nuggets ate another bone
D:

And that, whatever happens tomorrow during the math and science tests
I have studied for them
And I hope it will not make much difference than if I had done them on separate days
I think I have talked enough
But I really need inspiration right now
I'll find it quite soon I hope
:)

If you see Ger's blog, her archive will look something like this

• National Day
• Study
• Panda
• Tired
• Outing

And if you click on Panda, it wil lead you to this page
http://take-those-wheels.blogspot.com/2008/08/panda.html
And on that page, Ger had said,

I realised that Nishan Panda had no life.
and took pictures of me.
Candid):
Oh boo.
She even took videos.
Without me knowing.
So apparently, i was talking crap and she was recording it):
Oh well.
But she is damn funny:DD
I will end off this post with pictures(:

So now I dedicate this post to Ger
Because Ger is awesome, and also because i've finished memorizing Literature

FAQ about Geraldine Lim aka Gerald aka Panda aka No-life Buddy
She sits two seats away from ME:D to the left
She went to Changi Terminal 3 with ME:D to do nothing but eat dinner and then went to White Sands to buy stuffs on the 2nd of August
She plays the Anklung at the back row, like ME:D
She loves ME:D very much
She has a dog called Jack, like ME:D I have a dog too
She eats very slowly, unlike ME:D
She bullies ME:D on a regular basis D:
She is going to NJC or VJC, a JC next year and she is going to be leaving ME D:
She is sitting beside Adlina, whose name starts with an A like Adelia who is sitting beside ME:D
Her favourite colour is red, unlike ME:D, mine is blue

And Ger told me not to upload a video..So I shall:D

Ger and me in the MRT Train

As you can see, or hear, I have changed my blog song
Again..:(
But since its going to be Halloween very very soon,
I thought I would just change it
This is the version by Marilyn Manson:)

English paper today was good
I would not want to seem overconfident
So I will say it was good:)
There was no summary, lucky for me
I am terrible at summarising anything
D:

It was geography that I did not like
D:
I came into class to find the tables and chairs oddly arranged
Then I remembered I forgot my calculator
And so did Emmy

So then we went to Miro's class to ask for one
But they needed it for their chemistry paper
Then we borrowed it from the kind Sec 4 people
So then blah blah blah and the geography paper was thrown unceremoniously onto my table by a very inconsiderate Niveetha
D:

The MCQ Part was okay
But the Structured Essay Part was..
HORRIBLE
I remember what I wrote, very clearly

Question: Name the 7 processes of farming
Me: *writes*"1.Sowing, the planting of the seed"
"2.Transferring, the taking of the rice plant and planting it somewhere else"
"3.Cutting, the cutting of the rice plant to harvest it"
"4.Thrashing, the removal of the rice husk from the rice grain"
"5.Packaging, the packaging of the rice grains for export"
"6.Exporting, the sending of the rice grains to another country"
"7.Buying, the buying of the rice by the consumer"

I am such a dumdum
D:
But I only studied the Shifting Cultivation process in detail, not the Wet Rice Cultivation
D:
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Well at least the rest of the questions were alright..
BUT THEY WERE NOT

But at least
This were the only truely problematic question
Maybe they would be nice, because what I wrote was true
Quite true
Of the rice seeds, not me
Oh well, Tamil tomorrow...boo
And Literature..yay:)
:)

Hell on Earth-An Anthology
Chapter 2- One Hundred Villagers
http://www.mibba.com/story/nishan-nishan/-Hell-On-Earth-An-Anthology

Master Antecest stared out the window,
He did that every day the three years he spent working as a missionary
But the past few days, the mountains were different
The only light came from a bizarre red sphere in the sky
He supposed that was the sun

But he was a man of images, not a man of science
He supposed the fellows at the academy would have some knowledge, but he did not press the matter.
As he drafted out a letter to the village priest, he heard the voice of his messenger.
“Master Antecest, the Count tells me he wants to see you. It’s urgent.”
Antecest hated being summoned like a bitch, but he did not want to lose his job.
“Did he tell you what he wanted from me?” he asked.
But the guard only blinked, “It’s urgent”.

He dutifully entered the room, and Count Colinvert was standing opposite the door, watching him through gazed eyes.
“Tell the villagers to turn back. I don’t want them out there anymore,” he said.
Antecest was appalled, if the villagers came back, the Army from the north would soon arrive, and would slay any living man in their path.
“But sire, who will protect us? Will god protect us? ” he stammered.

“GOD’S NOT HERE TODAY YOU BASTARD. DO AS I SAY”
Handsome face wrought with confusion, Antecest ran out the door.

Ever since the death of Countess Colinvert, the man had been such a terrible fuck
The nurses loved him, no one else did
As the young man exited the room, something strange happened.
Monsieur Dunstan, who was always at the side of the Count, withdrew his hand from the back of the Count’s jacket.
Count Colinvert slumped to the side, dead.
Monsieur Dunstan was a Master Puppeteer.


Miles away, the Army rode over the Valley of Kings
They left behind a chilling sight, of every one of the one hundred villagers burning in a huge fire.
Their ashes blew in the wind, breathed in by a single survivor
The lonely young woman graced the sight before her
She could do nothing, and she went insane

I would really,really like to say "Everything will be alright".
But I think I won't be helping at all so I won't...