Vesak Day.

Ding, ding, dong, dong. Good afternoon, fellow people of the world. :D Fionella is here to post. Anyway, the main reason I'm online is because I have to send my articla to Mr Yeo, or else I'm screwed. Lol. And, what the heck. I should just post. :D

Swam with my sister today. Pretty good swim. I could talk to her about my personal stuffs and all. :D Yay. Going shopping with Mommy and Sister laterrrrr. We're gonna rock the Great Singapore Sale. :D :D Toodles~ Love, Fionella. :D (Btw, happy Vesak Day to all Buddhist people out there! :D)

ppppppoooooooohhhh-yem.

Clarissa and Fionella fell off a tree,
And we were still in primary 3.
Then we crashed into a glass door,
When we were primary 4,
We licked an ice cream pie,
By then we were just primary 5.
By the time we were primary 6,
We were still playing pick up sticks.
By then there was no more primary 7,
And we were way past eleven.
Then we grew up,
Still having hopes of being Daffy Duck.
Then we climbed up the wall,
And this was the first time we had a great fall.
We didn't break into pieces,
Moreover, we fell into faeces.
So by the time we were secondary two,
We couldn't ever be split into two.
So by the time we die,
We have this friendship which didn't even lie. (:

The BFF poem we came up line by line, unknowingly. Man, we were meant to rock the literary world. XD Love, Fionella. :D

Hola!

BFF day once again. :D :D Pretty well spent. I think I've sorted out my thoughts about.. you. To be able to move on with fast-paced reality, I have to let go. Nevertheless, memories would still stay with me. Goodbye, my lover. It was once love to me, but now it shall stay as a friendship. Ily. God, thanks for listening to my prayer. :D

Anyway, I did have writer's block. Much thanks to Alfred! :D You helped me soso much! Thank you! :D

Gatsby's advertisement is darn stupid please. Gatsby~ Moving rubber. o.o Anyway, I wanna watch tv! Ciao~ Love, Fionella. :D

Utter Disgrace.

My hopes were dashed once again.
It's day 3 of the June holidays. Nothing much. Started out on my fitness regime on Sunday. Going quite well. (: And I watched Pirates Of The Caribbean yesterday with Yingbin, Sylvester and his friend. POTC was effing nice, I tell you. Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp are hawt stuff, baybeh! It took me quite a while to notice that. Heh. Anyway, I won't reveal anything here. From what I normally surf on blogs, the blogger would blog out the whole effing story line. *$Y*^@%&R$&*^#. Thus, I wouldn't wanna watch that particular movie/s anymore. Sheesh. I don't wanna damage POTC for any of you. (:

I'm starved and I'm meeting BFF later at 12.30 for lunch. Argh. But the hunger would just go away soon. Heh. Toodles~ And I think I'm going SHOPPING with Mommy dearest tomorrow! Shopping and bonding, here I come! :D :D

She's my BFF and my loveeee. :D :D

Hair!

Hair!
So the past one and a half days were spent very fruitfully. Because it was spent with Clarieeee BFF. :D :D And anyway, I coloured my hair. Reddish brown to me. I like. (: But I don't know how the heck I'm gonna enter campus tomorrow. :/ Ah. Pictures will do the talking. Call me stupid or Blogger-dumb, but I don't know how to "shift" the pictures down. So yeah. It's at the top. Cheerios. (: Love, Fionella.

/edit
I may not be the prettiest girl, nor am I the slimmest, nor am I the most popular. But I happen to have the greatest BFF in the whole wide world, Clarissa Wong Min Hui. To be able to have met her and known her and thus us becoming BFFs, it's already considered as one of the bestest things that have ever happened in this 14 year old life I lead. I love you, darlin'. Thanks for being there to hear me ramble when no one would want to. Thanks for being there for me 24/7 even though at times you have your own shit and drama to settle. Thanks for being my bestfriendforever.

Tonight, I've fallen.

I wish you were here with me. Tonight.

Maybe I'm stupid. Maybe I'm just plain dumb. I could just laugh and cry at the way my mind works. It's working in such a manner that I can never fully comprehend how it works and such. Currently, everything seems pretty mixed together like some rojak. There are the good times and there are the bad times as well. It's all jumbled up together in this big "bowl" and it's hard to differentiate.

I'll be your angel. I'll always be there and here for you, although you don't realise. I don't care.

Love, Fionella.

/edit.
Second part. Never Had A Dream Come True by S Club 7. Reminiscent song. I would never fathom such a song can really tell how I'm feeling for you. Soar the skies and save the lives of many, he did. I'm stuck at the crossroads, not knowing where to go. There are so many things in my head, currently. I know you'd never read this. If only it did work out. If only it was possible. You've gone away but I still miss your lingering presence. It never seems to fade away. You seem oblivious to my feelings but I prefer it to stay like this. Maybe this one month break proves to come in handy. Love, Fionella.

I need my B&J's now. Chunky Monkey, Phish Food, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. Anything. I just need my large amount of endorphins to get me not to feel like this. Right now, I'm feeling very unsatisfied with myself. My flaws overcome my good points. And who I want to be there, wouldn't even want to hear me speak. They'd just be saying all those typical shit which I'm sick and tired of hearing. I guess they're getting sick of me rambling on and on about the same shit which I can never get over and done with. It's not as easy as it sounds and seems. I'm not that strong as everyone thinks. Perhaps you can call my character and person, someone who makes a mountain out of a molehill. I guess that can explain the reason why they're gone. They may be there, physically, but mentally, they just disappeared. I have only myself to blame. I've learnt my lesson already. Keep it within self; don't speak anything which lays in the heart. Love, Fionella.

He flies, he soars in the skies. He's the one I seek once again.

Sports Carnival and PTM!

- Sports Carnival was super uberly loads and plentiful and oodles of fun!
- Won Tug-O-War and ended up with 3 massive broken blisters on my hands. Freaking painful, I tell you. I lost half the use of my right hand. I can't even write properly now.
- Won Floorball as well. (: Yay Blueeeeee!
- Free suntanning! Now I have sunkissed cheeks. I love me now. (:
- A lot of cheering done, leading to a croaky voice. :/
- But in the end the whole mood was dampened thanks to the bees. ):
But I still conclude....
SPORTS CARNIVAL WAS FANTABULOUS! :DDD

I just had PTM. 8.45am. Zzz. My parents went there, filled in some forms and we were off. Mrs Tay didn't even comment. o.o PTM's are like, unnecessary. Sheesh. I'm going out with Rae and Jojo later. I need moolah for shopping!!!!

Petepetepetepetepete.

Like, hello. I'm darn happy now. I love my floorball team. (: And of course, my captain's ball team. Blueeee and Blue Godzilla. Nyaha. The two best teams ever.

Yeah, so today was the prelim rounds. Fun. (: Before that, we had that poetry workshop shit. Then it was HI fiesta! Great fun. But a freaking misunderstanding after that.

Tomorrow's Sungei Day! I guess, I've gotten over it. Yay, let's have fun at Sungei. With the Chaotics. (: Class teeeeee! Love, Fionella (Wentz).

Fionella's gonna grow up, get an awesome other half and then get married in the zoo. Nyahahaha. Then we'll have kids and then bring them to the zoo and tell them this is where Mommy and Daddy promised each other love for an eternity. Then my kids would go telling their friends in school that their parents got married in the wonderful zoo, instead of the typical church/beach/whatever places. Oh man, my kids are gonna be so proud of their future mommy. (:

I know you love me.

Damn it lah. I have water stuck in my left ear now. o.o Some careless mistake that happened when I was in the shower just now. Argh, wthell can. It's starting to get on my nerves. Rahhhhh.

And do you know how much I love Edna's phone? Don't worry, Edna. I love Edna too. (: Her phone has Puzzle Bobble and this tower stacking game. Was playing it throughout the sermon. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. I love her phone. And I love Mr Wentz threeeeeeeee. (: Like a gazillion people thought I had a new boyfriend or something because my display name was 'Pete And Fionella. (:" -.- Ah, Pete Wentz is bloody hawt stuff, I tell you. But he's short. Boo. Never mind. I'm short too. Short + Short = EL-OH-VEE-EE! Nyahahaha. Pete Wentz. Omgosh. *melts*

Just 5 more days to the bloody June holidays. Yeah baybeh yeahhhhhhh. (: Time to chiong on the studies and the regime! Shop till I drop and get high and once everything is done, complain on this blog saying I want school back. I can foresee. Hahahahahahahahahaha. Tomorrow's NE fieldtrip! Wheeeeeeeeeeeee, off to the Battle Box and Changi! Then on Wednesday, it's stupid and useless Sungei Buloh! Wheeeeeee. Thanks a lot, Mrs Chin! We could go to the zoo but you had to make the Chaotics suffer and go to Sungei Buloh! We have to wear ugly trackpants or jeans too! And it's with the PE tee! Whoohoo! Public humiliation! Yay! I love Mrs Chin a lot man!

Love, Fionella Angeline Wentz Foo *something something*. (:

Over It.

"And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps until I'm full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay."

And all it needed was just some stupid excuse which wasn't entirely my fault to begin with. I'm over it.

Big Girls Don't Cry.

It's not my fault you're blind. Whatever.

Yay. It's the weekends and it's a Saturday. My Saturdays now are a complete blank because I've no more tuition already. (: Next week's gonna be one helluva packed. There's NE fieldtrip, the workshop thingy, Sungei Buloh trip, Sports Carnival and PTM. Speaking of PTM, I received all my results already. 1 A, 5 B's and 2 C's. Not bad, compared to MYE 2006. MYE 2006 was.. like, 4 C's. So, hallelujah for 2007!

I've got stuff to do during the hols. And I had better acheive (most of) them. And btw, that girl's a freaking poseur. Shhh. Don't tell her I told you. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Love, Fionella.

Whatever It Takes.

School was a bore. House practice and nooo teachers except for Mr Suresh and Charlie.

The choir people had, well, choir. I didn't want to go home yet so I sat at the Space alone with Rae's PSP and well, my conscience and my mind. With my ears plugged into the earphones, listening to the songs, I sorted out my thoughts. Two days was all it needed to make everything entirely different. Surprisingly, what happened didn't make a huge impact on me. Perhaps, I'm too numb. I don't know. Before that two hours spent, I was lost and I was an emotional wreck. After, I was feeling a whole lot of better and different compared to before. Maybe alone time is really important in one's life. It really did help me a lot in terms of my emotional well being. What would come ahead? I don't know and I don't really want to know.

"Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game." - A Cinderella Story.

You know you've changed when you prefer hot Milo to ice Milo anytime. Well, for my case that is. Haha.

Anyway, this is the second time I'm in Blogger typing this post again. Ah, screw Blogger and their whatsozzdwqohr90h*@*(*(@*(!! connection. I'm hoping this entry would be published or I wouldn't want to blog about today and the past few days already.

I've received most of my results back already. Except for Art. I must say, I did quite okay. (: But I'm still not fully contented. Until all the C's are elimintated, I can never say I feel gooooooooood and exceptionally satisfied with my results. Heh.

Just had a walk with Sugar and Girlie. (Sugar's my dog and Girlie's my domesticated friend, damn it.) I don't like using the term "maid" on her. Sounds so degrading. Sugar's some active lil' biatch man. And she's 5 years old and counting! I looooooove my dog. Although she gets so irritating at times because of her incessant barking and her queen-of-the-world attitude. Heh.

School is still screwed. Teachers and all their files. Sheesh. I'm gonna file Mathematics later. I shall leave the rest to rot. And it's so unfair. The Sec 3's are off to Sentosa this Friday while we Sec 2's have to go to some effed up trip to Sungei Buloh plus one NE field trip. ZZZ. I'm so gonna love Sec 3 life because of Sentosa man. I'm waiting, just waiting...

This post is so random. Tata, world. I know you love me 'cause I love you too. (:

Out of a sudden, everyone and everything seems to be pissing the shit outta me. Argh.

Can like, the freaking school give us the last 2 weeks off already. I seriously don't see any reason why we should be in school now. There's crappy post-exam activites. Some NE field trip and some Sungei Buloh trip. (WTF?) Seriously, I find it a waste of my time. Urgh.

Then there is Sports Carnival. I want Sports Day back. This is so screwed please.

And the results came along. I can't say much. I didn't study fully. It's my fault. Yay.

Not to mention YOU.
You don't seem to care already, do you. Not even a single call (as you promised.) nor an sms. HAH. Yay. I'm a total bitch and I'm soooo autocratic. Yay.

Flashback 101.

Oh yeah. Let's go through the stuff I went through for the past 14 years. Maybe for the past 2 years since the Primary-6-going-on-Secondary-1-times.

-Getting the (pathethic) 221 for PSLE.
Ah, It's like so, screwed. I wanted more. But I guess 221 is enough. Enough for me to get into HIHS. Mommy wanted me to go there purely because 1)It's a Catholic school. 2) Most of her friends' kids are there. o.o (Yeah and when I went HIHS, some of 'em went telling their mothers about me saying I was "flirting" around in school. Like what the duck please.)

-Getting into Deyi instead of HIHS
I remember that day so clearly. I thought my chances were pretty high to get into HIHS. But I guess I was wrong. I got into my second choice, Deyi. And straight away, I went to HIHS with my dear ol' sister to appeal. That day happened to be a rainy day. A very heavy rainy day. Raining down on my parade.

-Having second thoughts about going HIHS.
After going to Deyi for that orientation whatever crap, I had second thoughts. I could have dropped out of the appeal but Mommy and dear ol' sister stopped me. Daddy was fine with it. So I was praying (Yes, literally.) to NOT get into HIHS. In the end, on 31st December, I received a phone call telling me that my appeal was a success. Omgawkkkkk. I broke down into tears immediately I hung up okay. Yeaps, it was THAT drama.

-Getting into One Charity.
I felt like a freak on 3rd Jan please. It's like, I was thinking to myself, I was the only one who got into through appeal. Somehow not a "pure" student. After the camp whatsoever, I didn't feel that freaky because I found out 5 of us were appeal cases. o.o So yeah.

-Knowing Debs and Abg.
What a moment to relive. We had our ups, we had our downs. I don't know how we got together as a clique. But, during the June hols, Abg and I had a conflict over some personal stuff. When Term 3 started, I was soooo cold towards them, even to the extent of wanting to change my place to NOT sit next to Abg. I remembered, I got my lil' note ready to pass to Mrs Tay. Then Abg wrote me a lil' note then we talked things out and then everything pretty must cleared up after that. We were a clique once again. (:

-Knowing the rest of One Charity.
It's also what makes me smile whenever I think of it. The girls, the boys. The boys used to be so, childish. Some even thought of us as germs whatsoever. The girls, I'm thankful for 'em yeah? We're pretty much very united compared to the other classes where cliques are veryyyy rampant. It's a blessing to get into this class. (: Although last year, I sorta regretted it.

-Daryl Chan, Daryl Song.
So the total at that time added to a big ol' 42. DarylC was a transfer student from Australia. Till now, I still think he's trying so hard to be one of the cool kids. Btw, he's not in the Chaotics now. DarylS. Probably one of the nicest guys I've ever met since I stepped into HIHS. Ah, I love him lah.

-Yay! It's the Two Chaotics now!
You must be thinking. How did we get the name Chaotics? It was thanks to Abg and the class tee. (: Two Charity's TOO CHAOTIC. Deal With it. Such memories I never want to forget. (:

- On growing older mentally and physically.
I noticed. 13 is so much different compared to 14. This year, I realised so many things and regretted so many things I did in the past. If only a time portal was invented. But, look forward and then you'll see so much better. (: Being (close to) 14 also made me think about ways to tackle how harsh life and reality can be. Life ain't a bed of roses, people say. People might think, I'm just acting mature for my age. I can't bring myself to agree because how you wanna tackle your life and how you wanna accept things comes at any age. For some people, it may not be now. But for me, I guess the time's now. I'm just hoping, and praying, that I'll live through my final 2 1/2 years in HIHS with joy. And so do everyone. (:

Happy Mother's Day.

13th May. Ah, a day where one appreciates their mother, grandmother and to me, any woman who made a difference in another's life.

I didn't, or should i say haven't, done anything for my mom yet. Soon. Yes. Soon. By the way, I guess I'd be updating this blog more often during the weekends. I need to focus on my fitness regime in the weekdays which I'd be starting on tomorrow. So today officially marks the end of bingeing and snacking on anything high in fat or sugar content.

And I guess I've been pissing some of you guys off by complaining how fat/obese I am. So now I'm finally doing something to stop myself from complaining. Haha. (:

I guess today also marks the day where I self-reflect and look back on what I've done for the past 14 years of my life. Maybe then, I'll move on more peacefully. Till then. Love, Fionella.

My Seventh Heaven.

Take me to your heart, take me to your soul, give me your hand before I'm old. - MLTR's Take Me To Your Heart.

I do not know how I started loving such beautiful songs. Perhaps it was my parents, especially my dad who was wayyy into the Eagles and the Beatles. Maybe it was Gold 90 FM which was mostly on whenever I'm in my parents' car. Oldies like this shouldn't be forgotten. They should be appreciated. To me, love songs made in that era express their feelings and emotions better than love songs made in this era. Better meaning that their motive is more sincere and more true. Their lyrics evoke a sense; a sense which just makes you feel that you're really in love, which I currently am with a very wonderful individual. (: So to that very wonderful individual, this song's for you, baybeh. I love you.

Hello You.

I deleted superherobaybeh in a fit of anger. superherobaybeh was created thanks to Superman. Well, so you get it now. Three cheers to apseudoheartbreak then. Going out for dinner soon. For Mother's Day I supposed. Shall do all those misc. stuff later and I won't be updating this blog as much as superherobaybeh or any of my old blogs. Love, Fionella.