Cricks and Critters

Archibald (Mayor): I'm busy, busy, dreadfully busy
You've no idea what I have to do.
Busy, busy, shockingly busy
Much, much too busy for you.

Larry: Oh, I see.

Archibald and Doctor: We're busy, busy, dreadfully busy
You've no idea what we have to do.
Busy, busy, shockingly busy
Much, much too busy for you.
'Cause we're busy, busy, frightfully busy
More than a bumblebee, more than an ant.
Busy, busy, horribly busy
We'd love to help, but we can't!

Archibald: Ta ta!

i'm supposed to be studying, and i don't know how many times i've said that in my lifetime. let's not try and keep track.

i don't know what to say right now, except that exams suck (social studies is on tuesday and i'm nowhere near done), and the neglectentmentingnessity of this site will continue until the 19th of november comes.

so sticking up for people pays off. however, some meanies (haha! i just said meanies! that is so abby.) just can't concede the fact that they're in the wrong to judge people they don't know. i mean, talk about bitter.

i quote from tim's tagboard -

Ruth: WHERE ARE MY REPLIES?!?!
boo: your replies are up your butt

i have nothing nice to say back to boo or whatever it likes to call itself, so i will not waste my time. besides, whoever boo is, (what kind of name is that, anyway?) he/she/it knows the interior of my posterior a whole lot more than i do - and that is something to be acknowledged.

anyway, my house seriously (i am really not kidding) resembles the natural environment of india. i think God had a nifty plan for me when i went there last year - it was training there (we had to brush our teeth out of cups and every night we blew our noses only to see black stuff because of all the dust) to survive in my very own house. our bathrooms are being renovated, thus we have nowhere to pee/poop/bathe, except this dingy little cubicle to do all three things in. it's so nasty.

however, my granny lives down the road so at 7:45 a.m. today, my dad, mom, and i trudged down (me in half of my jammies - i changed into a nice shirt but left the striped pants on - and loaded with 4 bags, my mom in her jammies - she had guts to walk around in them, she declared that she looked "sporty" - and my dad looking very prim and proper in his black pants and a button-down shirt because he was the only one that bothered to look good walking down the road) (i am so longwinded) to take a shower and get ready for church.

i'll leave that to your imaginations. i am currently sitting in isaku's room using his and meg's darling darling darling eMac because i have been semi-adopted by meg's parents for two days, because living in my house is a n-i-g-h-t-m-a-r-e. even the rabbit's covered in dust. (poor sweetie)

i am over-buying cds! i succumbed to yet another one today, this time a compilation of samples from kung fu records. mighty, mighty, mighty kung fu records. meg and i have a severe problem: she's been buying too many clothes and i've been buying too many cds. see where the difference in our priorities lie? it's amazing that we're still best friends.

typety typitty type-athy type type

we also saw alana at borders holding some book and some black thing and some other book.

and we discovered, to our horror, that this lady selling some broadband promotion thing outside borders has NEVER used a mac in her entire life. i feel the pain for her. i really do.

my parting words: do not go to edo sushi to eat because the service there sucks and they make you pay 10% of your bill for the sucky service. more importantly, the food is mediocre.

till then, amigo(s) (is tim the only guy that reads these things on our lovely site?) and amigas! mmmy mmmath bbbook cccalls.

i really shouldn't be online. i feel fluffy now! fluff! puff!

fluffy puff!

i spent two and a half hours in school this morning doing trigonometry. i got sick and tired of seeing cosines and sines and tangents i began to play with my scientific calculator. look, how neat is this? i made a gross name!

cossintan.

in all it's glory, kim accused me of planning to name my kid that next time. excuse me?

we also ditched school halfway to eat roti prata. that was overly yummy. we also got off at the wrong bus stop and kim did not keep quiet for the rest of the walk there. my ears were aching and jo was trying to calm me down.

how do you keep miscelanous (that typo there is on purpose) people from making weird comments on your tagboard? fascists and idiosyncratics.

farewell now, chemistry beckons!

"commme to me, ruthiieeee... sweeeeet chemisssstry is i... *hiss*"

saintly, i say.

had pasta for lunch, and rolled my pants up again. i don't EVER want to look hip hop, yo.

... yo.

eahjfnmasdm,gn.,mnasr gggggas datseilkasdghhmam,gggggggggggg!!!

and we took this after lunch after running in the rain in town:



and this is what i drew on my affirmation card, which also reads this from various people from class:

"Hello loofa! You punky girl! Ditch sellouts! You will go deaf! Dog food is good! You are so darlingly psychotic and cornified. Forever you will be skaskay and forever I shall immerse in angst."

"Hello you weird little girl who calls me funny stuff :) stay weird and happy! :)"

"Heylo Ruthie! Oh, how i'm gonna miss you taking my food and then asking! I'm gonna miss the drive down the hill. You are awesomely funny and you always crack me up. Stay cool and small."

"Hey Ruth! Love all of your CRAZY drawings! All the best! Looking forward to seeing your art in the museum!"

(maybe they're the weird ones)



R.I.P. School.

R.I.P. Five Iron Frenzy

hello jellos, it's been a while. i have a headache. no, not from studying. just from headache-ness.

i am sitting here gorging on maltesers that glenda rufus gave to my mom to give me when she was in hong kong.

i love five iron frenzy and they are gone, kaput, finito and never will exist again. why? WHY? why do i have to like bands that have disbanded? i am so clever. i i i i i i i i.

school is over. how surreal. i won't be seeing my teachers and their (i won't add any adjective in here for niceties' sake) faces for a very, very, very long time. which is actually good!

well, at least that's the end of literature lessons. and biology lessons. and math lessons. and all those other subjects i can't be bothered to type out.

yesterday was fun because in the decade i spent in my lover-ly school, i had never ever gone:

1. near the clock tower - i barely knew it's existence. christine insisted she was scared and i had to hold her hand. what is she, 5? (just kidding chris, i love you and all.) we took a lot of pictures! all that was there were dead dragonflies on the floor. how intimidating and spooky.

2. to the ledge behind the chapel - took more rubbish pictures, and also of a bunch of hooligans (such as chris and jo and alissa and ade and sarah) from my class on the road below looking up and standing in the middle of the road in front of the arrow. clever, since they nearly got run down, if not for my excessive screaming at them to move it.

3. to the entrance of the boiler room - i promise you, it was so stinking hot i got a suntan just taking a picture of alissa and chris climb illegally into the area where the entrance was.

until yesterday.

kim also told me she thinks i will be a hippy mom and let my kids run around the house naked. i will never, ever, forget you for that, kim. NEVER.

hi everyone! believe it or not, i AM going to miss my stinky school. primarily because i spent more than half of my life there, and because i'm sentimental (i can't believe i just said that here). anyway, my head hurts. my eyes hurt. i want to go to a ska show. MY BIRTHDAY'S IN 30 DAYS' TIME! HA! well, yes. good-bye. i love everyone!

i had lunch at the big o! ooh, yummy gummy. i had "pan-fried cod fish fillet with brown lemon-caper sauce, raisins, and spinach". the raisins sounded awful and they were, so i avoided them.



just had a hair cut and i look more girly than ever. which is a good thing! although all these hairdressers have a knack for blowdrying my hair puffy. "hello! you can call me puffy!"

and i also had bagels for breakfast. they were very yummy.

you know, i noticed that as of late, the word "twas" has been the choice word to start certain sentences. anyone care to enlighten me as to why this olden anglo word is being revived?

school is so exciting. full of funs, thrills, excitement, and laughs! tee hee! well, bathroom trips with letitia (twice in two hours) to fix her hair (and i thought i was bad) have been very eventful. she stands in front of the mirror and squeals.

anyhow, i think i am going to go to la salle! i feel so foreign saying that.

"la salle."

it sounds too swanky for me, but they better be prepared for the invasion of the Tall and the Short in july next year. haw haw!

i also sms too much :( just because carol smses me half the lyrics of a veggie tales song doesn't mean i have to reply. but it is my duty to uphold the love of the veggies; hence/thus/therefore i sms too much. I LOVE YOU, MY VEGGIES!

- ruth-"i-like-making-egotistical-posts"

I AM SORRY! i totally forgot it was pom pom, not poopsmith. crud. maybe it was just something to do with the pizza there... (just kidding, the pizza was great) anyway here is kayla's better and accurate version of the napkin:



thank you kayla! you are awesome! (i guess the nutella and friendship paid off for you telling me it isn't poopsmith)

oh man, how could i have thought it was the poopsmith??? afilsdhnfns,asdf/

i was supposed to go for international night tonight (i've been going the past few years! and tonight i didn't! i broke my to-be tradition *sulk*) but i decided to be really good and honour my mom and dad by going for homegroup. and homegroup was so good! so it's cool in the end.

cool. i don't really like the word. so why do i use it so much?



ps: tim, seven places is sooooo not punk! *roll eyes* it's completely timpunk, which we all know does not even really comprise of much punk within. therefore it is such a misnomer.

hahahahha! my angstiest photo to date! (also most posed, since i'm usually the one taking the pictures and not in them)



meg and tim and me (ever the shorty):



here's a printer for all of you:



a random picture of timothy tim sent to me for some reason:



now off to paint tim's belated birthday card. guut buy, my insignificant specks of dust.

this is what happened today:

i threw $10 away because i thought it was a candy wrapper
my arm got scratched by an inspirational poster (and some people think those are so great *gag*)
we ate lunch at this pizza place that had this logo with a creature that looked suspiciously a lot like the poopsmith -



anyway, i'm supposed to be studying. and i suppose i better do what i am supposed to do or else i will be extremely dead.

hello my darling jellos, i haven't posted anything in quite a while. in fact, i haven't really been online in a while. this feels weird, like i'm just sitting here and i don't know what to do. and when that happens, i go to blogger and make stupid posts.

:D

let's see... meg's already talked about tim's party (which was fun and very interesting), and all that's left is... nothing. my blank life as of now. school makes me sick. AOWIAFTSDGMAS,.G!!!!!!!!