Plop

I was inspired by all your discussions about noses, and thus (please tell me this looks vaguely like a nose) came up with the idea of having our lip tattoos on our noses.

If people can get attracted to lips, why not have a sexy lip tattooed on your nose, so your nose can be attractive as well?
Speaking of nose tattoos, how come no one seems to tattoo their noses? Wouldn't it be cool to tattoo a butterfly on your nose? Then every time you sneeze, the butterfly comes to life.

or pluck?

You know you're in a society that emphasizes on outward appearance when a large percentage of the results from Googling "pluck" show images of eyebrow plucking.

Anyway. I would start an (pseudo)resarch/advertising company, extolling the benefits of colourful noses for psychological reasons of Brightening One's Day and drab noses for showing maturity, solid noses that will last and hollow noses for storage space, noses that match your species/ethnicity to promote ethnic pride/ loyalty and noses that don't to promote non-discrimination/peace/harmony. Wooden noses for everyday, metal ones for special occasions and maybe a mouth-blown, hand-engraved, milk-plated (because the value of milk has increased the most! not gold!) one for Very Very Special Important Occasions, or normal occasions during which you want to fool the host into thinking that you think very highly of his occasion.

I would conveniently do this after the all-sorts-of-noses craze begins and before the revolt occurs, earn lots of whatever-currency-it-is, and retire into a life of spicy-spring-roll-looking-things to which I've become addicted to.

I hope your nose is better. And what happened to our picture?

or pug!

I've never wanted a pug, though I've always wanted a coat like that. And I have no idea how one is supposed to study for the SATs.


Imagine all of us had wooden noses! (Made of the sort of wood that doesn't decompose despite the moist warm surroundings, of course. Though when you walk into things head first it'd hurt more because there's no cushy thing to soften the impact. Or less, because there aren't any nerve endings there.) Perhaps we would all be born like voldemort, because of a genetic mutation caused by radiation from an evil rainbow with intentions of taking over the world. And since noses are vital for the smelling of sisters' hair and blocking germs and looking sane and, most importantly, a Symbol of Vitality, Valor, and Vitriol-towards-Voldemort, a ceremony would be conducted in which a wooden protuberance would be attached to our face (metal is expensive, and it won't do for only the rich to have noses, no?).

It'd start out normal, with asian people with flat-er noses and french people with big sharp ones and dogs with dog ones, though sooner or later I suppose the forces of capitalism would take hold and people would start using their children's noses and a mode of expression of their expressiveness and wealth, and there would be people with red noses and pink noses and dog noses and pelican noses, though this would just foster animosity of angsty colorful teenagers against their parents and the angsty non-colorful teenagers against their parents and between the latter's parents and the former's parents and between the whole world.

So a revolt would take place, and le Déclaration de l'Indépendance Sans Nez would be signed (because french is cool), and people would be free to choose whatever nose form they wanted at 17 (because 18 is when you can drink and 16 is when you can have sex, and 17 was getting lonely), though of course discriminating against people of different nose types would be banned. Of course, since people would be sick of bumping into things with their noses and aching phantom nerve ends, and choose instead to just do away with their noses, and bit by bit the entire human race would be noseless, which would give time travellers heart attacks, and thus, rainbows can rule the world.


oh dear I have no idea what I just wrote.
(it's worse when you have phelgm dripping out of/blocking one nostril and blood flowing out of the other.)

My nose is like a plug

Blocking all smells--be it the stink of my sister's hair or the freshness of the strawberries.

I cannot feel.

I am wooden.

Wooden nose.

On a side note, I realized we actually do have page views! Be it the unintentional visitor clicking the "next blog" button, or the secret stalker who likes snowmen made from wool.

(THE PUG PHOTO IS MEANT TO BE PLACED HERE WITH THE CAPTION "UNBELIEVABLE" BUT IT ALWAYS GETS PLACED AT THE TOP OF THE POST AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO TO PLACE IT DOWN.

Let it be

because we are the great maltesers who forge other foodstuffs

(Does this mean that, in FoodWorld, Maltesers are the creators/gods/deities-thing?)

We can make rainbow-coloured cupcakes-or-whatever-we're-making! Although I'm sure we shouldn't be fitting that many colours into a cupcake. Sicheng cupcakes! With her face and trademark glasses on it?

I think I'm being overly ambitious oh well.

Look at this look at this I will find materials for this and time to make it this is amazing though hopelessly impractical.

I have also found a newspaper nail tutorial which is cool and a uh "Winter Fashion Cape" which is not very useful here in Singapore but looks kind of cosy.

I can see our faces greeting us with such warm expressions! Aletheia's eyes look really model-like in that makeup/photo :O

but we still shall!

(another continuation.)

Let's get together at the next festival day thing and make colorful cupcakes! Because it's harder to make ugly cupcakes than ugly cakes, though we can try.

Every time (of the grand 3 times in total) I make macarons either the macaron itself or the filling fails ): And I.. haven't attempted a single SAT essay yet, though I've done a few full papers. ): And blogposts are getting shorter and shorter ):

enough sad faces. (Actually I feel quite happy! yay!)

edit: look now you can see our beautiful faces every time you visit. (It was either this or one with suspicious white marks on our faces.) Oh and sandra we bought totoro shirts! :D

No point meeting up AFTER CNY

because then we can't do cards and all ):

Hahah I swore you were listening intently when the last guy was talking about math-related projects. :D

But personally, those talks and presentations sort of put me off, making me even more sure that I do not want to go into the research nor medical path. :O

characterised by large eyes

(title is a continuation of Sicheng's title)

Sorry I can't make it on Friday D: do you guys want to meet to do anything in the break after CNY though?

I can't write my SAT essay in 25min. I need half an hour. Squeezing out some bit of info for the essay about how Google gives their employees time to do whatever they want (apparently a lot of time :O ) - I mean, whatever projects they decide on embark on - and this has led to a lot of successful products like Gmail and... I only remember Gmail.

(Yeah, I'm finally doing the free practice paper.)

Listening to the talks towards the end of today makes me feel so unaccomplished. People are conducting research, thinking thought experiments (so freaking cool - except it pretty much takes a genius to come up with these new ideas), doing olympiads left, going on overseas seminars/exchanges, publishing papers as young as JC or right-after-JC.

What am I supposed to do as a career? What is my passion? ):

Marshmallow Men

Ew a fat marshmallow head!

A moustache man (this is not cute at all)--I tried drawing a suit with my gray crayon but it's simply not possible.



this is that vampire thingy.

that is an owl.


this is broccoli man.



I'm sorry I'm out of ideas! Did live up to my promise though :)

anything but pokes

I like how our titles read out nicely like a paragraph that might make sense (:

Sicheng you could buy gigantic colored sunglasses and nice marshmallows and orange-shaped wallets and starbucks! Though isn't it quite sad seeing the $6 you spent an hour earning just disappear like that?

Class chalet was fun. Jollification! Anyone want to go roller-skating one day, though?

(I'm still very confused about everything. How? )): )

Let's enjoy

bread and tomato sauce.

Ohman I really want to run over to the bank tomorrow to withdraw my pay so I can go shopping on Sunday but I have no time before the bank closes which is so annoying because I know that what I'm going for is not particularly significant (esp compared to shopping and spending on a whim with money I EARNED) so mehhhh ):

There. I can now double-poke Aletheia.

I have a puffy eye.

Class chalet was fun (:

There's school tomorrow D:

Having a to-do list makes me feel productive. Although it gets annoying when I have things to do that span a long time (SAT studying, finish cross-stitch - I dislike back-stitching why did I start this meh) so I can't tick it off.

I have a pile of newspapers from the past few days to clear. I dislike reading the papers.

I'm not going to retake Chinese. Screw it.

I'm practically typing in one-liners because I'm trying to think of things that will lead into a train of thought to elaborate and turn into a nice tidy paragraph, but each pop-up thought leads nowhere. That's a mouthful.

Happy last day of school!

So like

I've been busy.

Nah, not really but it feels like i don't have time to do anything I need to rush through everything D: