By the power of grayskull, it seems SIA, koreanair, cathay pacific and thai airways believe me to be an Unaccompanied Minor :( I even tried the dubious china airlines, and they require the creditcard user to be there. I honestly don't know how I'm going to make it to seoul now haha. My mum says she'll write a letter to someplace.
But are travelling sixteen year olds (okay, sixteen in six days) really that uncommon??!?!

Hokay my travelling plans are, fly to singapore on the 30th of june, fly to korea on the 7th or 8th of july, flying back to singapore on the 17th of july, and staying in singapore till early august. Suyeon and da eun are gonna take me to lotte world or someplace. One ticket costs like 30us o_O hahahaha. Kinda makes escape theme park and the measly sentosa bus fee seem muchos cheap, huh! And seolye shall bring me to delicious restaurants because we are both black food holes of terror.

Today was science paper 3 and business paper 2! Science was okay, business was considerably worse. Guess I'll be doing higher bio and standard business for ib after all, haha! After business most of everyone was cheering and screaming yells of W00TZ since they've all finished their IGCSEs. Only us pe people are left! :(

So after school da eun and I went to the korean hair place and got our hair cut. I still look the same, but I guess it doesn't really matter; the cut was only ten dollars! And it's a KOREAN shop, exuding quality and style (or at least more than the local places dotting the road).

We met seolye and suyeon at al frescos for dinner, then we watched SPIDER-MAN 3! Yep, surprisingly it's out in saigon! And shrek 3's opening next week or something, we're all going to watch. This is so strange hahahaah. I'm used to movies like opening some six months after their singapore opening (case in point CHRONICLES OF NARNIA), and then they go surprise me with nicenice shows only a couple of weeks after singapore :)

My birthday's coming! In like six days! So exciting! Wow but sixteen's quite old. I mean, it's legal driving age in the states. An ominous sign of my old age: when I told yingyue I was sec4 she was like, whoa that's old. AND SHE'S ONLY SEC2 OMG hahaha! I remember being that age! I was just moving out of my uncool phase. >< I regret nothinggggg!

And nick's getting me hip city for free and I shall consider that a present! And I shall scrounge around church for presents when I return heh heh. Even though it'll be like ONE WHOLE MONTH after.

And formal's coming! On the 8th! Which is next week! I'm just going for the novelty though; alcohol tickets are us$43 I think and we need to be ib year 2 or something. So I'm spending $35 on wearing a dress to sheraton and taking pictures in it. Worth it, fo'shizzle!
We are instead Going Out afterwards.
We were looking for dresses (rather futilely) and we're going again on saturday and sunday. I need shoes as well! Andandand I shall be dazzlingly pretty and... stuff. Haha

And next year we shall be dressed in the 'cleaner suit' as da eun so eloquently puts it. Blue blouse and black skirt/pants for guys, which is what the cleaners and security guards wear hahaha.

love from chia lynn

Hm. It's been four days since math paper and I can't remember what mode is! The future of the nation, fo'sho.

Oh but. The day before the paper I IMed dear mr tanchorseng and got him to show me his foolproof number pattern method.

Let's say this is the pattern:

1 3 6 10 15 21

We'll call that the 1st tier.
Then we calculate the difference between each term in tier 1, like so:

2 3 4 5 6

That's the 2nd tier.
Next we calculate the difference between each term in tier 2:

1 1 1 1

That would be the 3rd tier.
The overall formula for nth terms is

Tn=an²+bn+c

Where T means term.
The formula for finding the first number of the 1st tier is a+b+c
The formula for finding the first number of the 2nd tier is 3a+b
The formula for finding the first number of the 3rd tier is 2a

So you figure out what a, b and c are and sub them into the overall formula.

2a=1 a=0.5
3a+b=2 1.5+b=2 b=0.5
a+b+c=1 0.5+0.5+c=1 c=0

therefore, Tn=0.5n²+0.5n+0
which means Tn=0.5n²+0.5n or Tn=(n²+n)/2

Cool, huh! They don't know this here in BIS. They don't know the tu factorising thing either! My friends all say the singaporean way's easier :D I guess sometimes I am proud to have grown up in singapore. Where we have LESSONS in KINDERGARTEN.
Yes, it is good. You look smarter than everyone else overseas even though you are considered academically-challenged back home. and I don't think I'll be staying in singapore, so that doesn't matter much!
It feels nice having people think you're smart! I showed twin and meike how to do this funny probability thing and they were all, ohhhhh and looked like oil lamps had lighted up in their heads. And later claimed I was truly a seasoned math ninja. Truly this does wonders for my ego.

I think I am drifiting! Away from godliness I mean. I'm beginning to resent having to go to church. There's no leg room and the little plastic chairs get quite uncomfortable and the air is always so warm and laced with generous amounts of sweat. And the lesson and sermon are in vietnamese so a bohgey translator comes most of the time. And there's no break between lesson and sermon and usually I doze off. :(

And darryl and danny are drifting too, back in merlion land. Darryl tells me danny's been ponning church longlong and he's been ponning a couple of sundays here and there as well. And jester krubs alotalotalot.

And I keep wondering if there's something wrong with us and I really really really don't want to turn out like natalie, who hasn't been in a church in TWO WHOLE YEARS (though I guess she had quite a good reason). And I don't want to go to hell and see her there! Or darryl and danny and the rest of them! And I honestly do not know what to do. I mean, my problems aren't exactly insuperable, are they? Yet a plausible solution eludes me.

Darryl was saying how the youth in his age group aren't very holy either, but I thought about it and when I was in the youth (and even BEFORE I was in) I never really considered them proper Youth. They rarely hung out and they seemed wrong somehow. Polar opposites of nice older chehchehs like joanna and candice and joanne that you were supposed to look up to and emulate and admire and aspire to and confide in. They seemed more human while the older chehs (especially candice) seemed perfect.

Maybe I should just conciously sleep earlier on saturday nights and get off my high horse and try to get used to the stench. And jester should stop krubbing so much, haha!

I have uploaded that obsessive compulsive pattern I made last christmas when I was in singapore :) Here it is. It's truly beautiful, AND my best piece yet. It's been favourited four times by people I don't know! <333
And after looking at the work of one of the deviants who faved, I think I'm going to try my hand at more pen-based WoAs!

I had my second math paper today! It was hard enough to stall me so I couldn't finish everything. I had written the equation for my last question down and was about to calculate the answer and POOF the exam ended. :((( And I left out a couple questions and didn't have time to check through! Haha but fortunately most of my setmates found it tough and didn't finish aloooot more than I didn't. So perhaps if lots of other IGCSE math-takers find it hard too and don't do too well they'll lower the grade boundaries so I can get my B. And I think I did really well for my first paper, so who knows, maybe overall it won't be so bad.

Lit yesterday wasn't too bad. I did two empathetics and my text-based was on the poetry anthology (appropriate since I didn't study at all for it). Before me and some other people thought the exam was in the morning due to some error in printing. So charlotte, meike and I went to evita's for lunch and drinks.
Charlotte's the most interesting person I've met, I swear. She's done everything! And despite it all she's strong and ethical (in the I-don't-backstab-people sense. if she dislikes you, you'll know). Though she claims lots of people she met in rehab are alot more interesting than her. This speaks volumes about singapore, safe mollycoddling singapore. And she is a true follower of the ways of math ninjary! Capable of formulating complex theories even I the math ninja take a couple minutes to get.

And after lit Meike, Arief and I hung out at school! And we started playing this song recognition game. I tell you, either my songs are too alternative for them to have heard, or so popular that they know what it is :(
Ahh, both of them have eyes you could lose yourself in, haha! Arief's are warm and dark and like polished black stone. I couldn't help glancing ><

Haha I've gotten chris on Puzzle Pirates haha. If you're going to try it, please sign up through that link over there! We'll both get in-game currency if you do :)
Darryl the special one exhasperated me over msn while I tried to explain to him what to do haha. I was like, GAHHH! *swings fists around threateningly with a force of 40N*

Dennis and I have found a common interest in pokemon haha! He's going to korea too. Possibly to singapore with me then we'll fly together. Possibly. We're all going to meet up and hang out! And hopefully gorge ourselves on macdonalds. You know, the first few months I was in 'nam I had DREAMS about mcchickens and fries! Don't scoff chenting you won't know what it's like till it happens to you. I'm staying with suyeon for the first four days and then with my twin for six. We're going to lotte world or something! It's 40us to go in and I am !shocked! but will probably end up paying/going anyway :P

So! I'm flying to singapore early july. Or, if I manage to get off going for that ib trip in which NO ONE I KNOW IS GOING, late june. Then on the 7th to korea and on the 17th back to singapore. And back to 'Nam late july/early august :) And because no post is complete without a list;

Things I Plan To Do
eat mac d's
eat kfc's bandito pocket
eat croissants from delifrance
eat chicken rice
eat roti prata with curry and possibly sugar
eat meepok (perhaps from fuhua)
eat meehoonkuay
eat the fried dumpling noodles at jec/west mall
eat mooncake (when's the festival, anyway):
eat ribs at tony roma's. who wants to go with me?
eat cornadoes with michelley
eat proper salted popcorn
watch a couple movies
flout my new status as a sixteen year old (which will occur in two weeks :)))
hug people
visit school and strut around like I own the place while my peers toil and revise for their o's
go to felicia's house and hang out
sleep over at karen's
have some wlcc event
hang out with nick and anita
hang out with carren if she isn't too busy revising for o's
laze in front of the tv watching local channels (like kids central ><
buy some mango-scented shampoo/conditioner/both
buy another bikini for korea
buy a webcam?
buy Hip City by electrico. does anyone know where I can find a copy?
get a facial done

Wayne "Thunder" Seah passed away from cardiac arrest on the 21st of may. :( I never knew him personally, but I've always admired the suns. He helped change the local music scene way back when the suns were the boredphucks in singapore. I am veritably distraught.Wayne, you will be missed.

It is unlike me to post twice in a day. But, well, there it is.

Last night I dreamt I died and was a ghost. And all anyone still alive could see of me was a ghostly sillhouette (with a ponytail and a girly blouse o_O).

Differences from life:
my sister was around
school was...bigger. And different.
school had classrooms like tanglin and nanyang, but twice their size
we do our igcses in said classrooms instead of the audi
fewer school lights are switched on after school
I don't have a little girl classmate!
There are no dormitories in my school
especially not with white painted doors like the lim tai see alt garden door

So. First I dreamt I just finished my second IGCSE paper in the afternoon and was going home (though the route I took looked remarkably like the one I used to take from fuhua with vivian and anita).
In the early evening, when the sky was steadily darkening, I realised I had forgotten something in school! So I walked back to school. So ms bee was guarding what seemed to be the entrance from the porch with two guards. I told her I'd left something, and at that instant she got a fax out of this small black handheld machine, stating both my parents' surnames and my name and the reason I had to get back in school. So she let me in, and I sprinted up the stairs to the classroom.
At class I realised my classmate was there (strangely a little girl who seemed ten or something). She said something about living in class and showed me where she did stuff. Then I went to one of the lower floors, seemingly underground, where there was a loooong wide path and lots of things on eitherside of it. I went to this dt machine like thing and I don't think I did anything. Though it almost seemed like after that I spent a few days at school in the dorm, with their white painted doors and everything.
So I went back to the foyer. My sister was there with ms bee, and when I came down she pointed at my shadow and said,"It IS true!" (or something) So I looked at my shadow and then at myself, and I realised they couldn't see me. My shadow was at a side-profile and didn't really look like me. It had a ponytail, and a plain indian yoga blouse thing. There were no eyelash shadows (meaning my eyes were glued shut) and there were no lip/open mouth shadows (suggesting my mouth had been wiped over).
So it turns out sometime while I was at school, someone violently ended my life, and I didn't even know it. And all anyone alive could see was my un-me shadow. I started feeling really depressed that I couldn't do all those things I mentioned in the first post, as well as no one being able to see detailed ME.
After that my sister and I would go on this MMO game place and play random grudge matches I think. Medieval ones. And she'd try to make me feel better about no one alive ever being able to see me again.

:(

Mmm, it's been days since my last zombie-related dream :) I still fear their coming (and think about it way too much) but now it's easier to distract myself on more trivial things. Now I just make sure my frontdoor is locked. And who knows, maybe covering myself with my duvet will put them off my delicious scent for awhile.
I think the part I most fear about the zombies is the mindblowing pain that comes with being eaten alive, and subsequently not being able to live and see what life could have offered me. Would I have become some famous product designer for motorola? (motomlsc! motoangl! :) Something advert-related perhaps. Would I have been well-off financially? Married with kids? Would I have been a beautiful adult like andrea's mum foretold! Would I have lived in Singapore? Canada? Paris? And one of the most important 'would I's of all; Would I have lived to see my friends die and my offspring graduate with a brood of their own?
For as long as I can remember I've always wanted to be remembered in some way by the world after I passed. Maybe for finding a cure for cancer (getting more and more unlikely considering my dismal chemistry) or having my works of art suddenly rocket to fame after my untimely demise (by the hands of that druggie with the tainted syringe needle). And I guess not leaving my mark in some way while alive would be like not existing afterwards. :/
Haha actually I reckon that's quite an atheistic view of the world. :((((

I think that whole 'be a shining example to the heathens and they'll want to be like you' (adapted from matthew 5:16) is falling short in these modern times. the youth of my generation believe in accepting people for who they are and not imposing their beliefs/rules on them. Hence my friends know I'm a good person, I don't cuss, and they're fine with it. And they cuss, and they speak of first times, and I'm fine with it. And they don't try to be more like me because they know they're fine the way they are.
I'm also worryingly apathetic to the idea of them crying at me in hell, 'why didn't you tell me about God?' Because they weren't interested and it was their choice. And forcing my religion and beliefs on them would have just pushed them further away from my God and myself. And I guess even hell's better than oblivion (speaking as someone who has not felt much pain in her life).

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Hokay next week I've both maths papers and my lit paper. Two more weeks after that and my IGCSEs shall officially be OH-VAH! Oh yes and in case you forgot chenny, my birthday's coming real soon (sixth of june, sixth of june, sixth of june) and I command you as one of my loyal subjects to spread this word throughout the WLCC and church! Oh and buy me present plissss :) Or like. Treat me to mac d's or something. Hahahahh

Gahh I just watched charmaine's soccer videos. I wish I knew how that felt like :( I don't think I've ever been in a team before. Ever! Maybe since I've never been in a sports cca/ncc/whatever uniformed group haha. And the things I DO take part in all usually have me doing my own thang. So I guess whenever I watch commemorative videos such as charmaine's soccer ones I can sense all those things I never got to experience. Camaderie mostly. And being part of a strong covalently bonded team. Hm.
Haha and I think it's cool how charmaine's one of the pioneer vj soccer peepz.

I have taken a liking to Muse! Don't know why, I used to not like their stuff. Now I find myself learning guitar tabs and looking at lyrics o_O

Okay so. I've had my ICT paper and my science paper 6. The ict one went quite well I think! I calculated how much I'd theoretically get with my answers and I should get at least a B. Let's hope the cambridge markers are lenient! the science one was a tad worse. I think I'll pass the paper, but I'm not going to do very well. So I'm going to have to do exceedingly well for paper 1 and 3. :( Academically brilliant, I am not.
Business paper 1 on tuesday :( Wish me luck (I'll need it).

Ohnos yingyue the future bis-goer is PRETTY :( how come I always hang out with the good looking people one! And the worst thing is, usually my goodlooking people magnet only applies to girls. I seem to only attract Loser Boys :( There are exceptions of course, but those are few and far between. I want to reverse the polarity of my magnets haha! Freaky girls I do not mind so much.
Haha and I think it's funny how we've only known each other for, what, two weeks and now we're like OMG GOOD FRIENDZZZ!!!!!!1111one

I think I've incited the wrath of dennis' girlfriend...by sitting next to him on the stairs with charlotte and arief. -_-' She creeps me out! she was glaring at meee :( And I think I unintentionally offended one of her friends once, by kinda dao-ing her at international day >< the pretty western (russian I'm guessing) one. :(
I KEEP ACCIDENTALLY OFFENDING PEOPLE o_O I even offended my twin once! With a too-curt reply. Grrr. I PLEDGE TO BE FRIENDLIER AND MORE APPROACHABLE. Someone give me lessons, please.

Methinks I should start a dream journal or something.
I had another one of my disturbing dreams on thursday night. 'Twas all pretty fuzzy, but I was an angmoh man with a moustache at this stereotypical american camp place. I was vaguely evil. And I wanted something.
I remember going around camp and lying down in this unbalanced tree house (unbalanced like a seesaw) at one point while lots of camp-goers filed out through one door.
So I led this mother and her son (who was enrolled in the camp) to this huge clearing dotted with sparse shrubbery and coniferous trees in the distance, where they were promptly attacked by a swarm of killer bees. There weren't many. Just enough to effectively damage them. So they were running about while the bees doggedly stung them, screaming futile cries of, "Help me! Help me!". The mother even pleaded for me to help them. It was then that the video camera of my mind zoomed out abit so you could see how they and the bees were contained in a humongous white fibre net cage thing, and I was standing outside staring at them intently.
After what seemed like forever, both the mother and her offspring stopped dead in their tracks, standing next to each other, the boy on the left and his mother on the right. They were facing me and were staring right back at me with unfathomable expressions on their faces. There wasn't alot of blood on the both of them. Their clothing was just tattered and hid horrific lumps (the effects of the stings I suppose), and what minute traces of blood I could discern were mostly dribbling from the lumps or smeared on their clothing or spotting their bare skin like half-congealed scabs. And the woman's left eye was a small fleshy bloody hole (with a needlepoint of darkness in the middle la).
The end.

I'm really getting worried about my peace of mind, but my mother thinks shrinks are a waste of money :( So I instructed karen to, in the event of my violent suicide, tell my parents, "SEE? Told you so." I hereby leave her my memory boxes.

I went out for dinner with meike, my twin and suyeon today! To the pizzahut at le thanh ton. This waiter kept trying to talk to us and we were too polite to shoo him away. At first I was flattered, but then I got quite annoyed. There is a line that service staff should not cross. He struggled about fifty metres beyond it.
We went to gloria jean's after that. I'm getting the cookiedough drink next time me tells you! And we were laughing hysterically at the jaw of a certain friend of ours. And then I felt really mean and stopped. So we moved on to taking pictures of ourselves! Meike was determined to get an at least not-so-bad one of me, so she kept taking candid shots (like a certain banehneh I know) of me and giggling at them :( It's not me okay I look okay in photos! It's just her noobish phototaking skills (shuttup I am not in The Nile)

Every couple of months I go through a friend purging on my friendster account to rid myself of those strangeass people (mostly old men o_O) who anyhow add me because I'm pretty in my pictures. But I think instead I will just not accede to their demands of false friendship and keep the requests there so after a couple of years I can see how many have accumulated.
Though there ARE random nice people. Like this brokeass artist whose work was featured in the singapore biennale, and this geekily cute german dentist dude (whom I'm waiting for to break up with his filipina girlfriend), and this viet nurse guy educated in the good ol' US of A. And let us not forget my newest friend, yingyue, who's going to bis next year! Truly I am pleased.

Now it is 319 in the morning and I have sleepy vietnamese church tomorrow. It's so dry :( And I thought pp sermons were bad. But I'm going to slap myself now (ouch since when my slaps get so painful one!) and stop griping about something that doesn't matter.

It stings like concentrated HNO3 that I cannot go for churchcamp this year! :( Though I heard from cherylsoh the adults have made it so there is no youth segment, and we all listen to dry adult sermon together, so maybe it's for the best ><
And anyhow, at least a quarter of my usual anticipation for camps has waned since the practice of holding a camp skit on the Last Night was abolished. I understand not having to prepare one in three days allows groups to bond more and all, but I'm selfish and a low-life, so.
Camp skit's always been my bestest friend! And skit helped kotl in churchcamp 2006 win overall, even though before the addition of 1st place skit marks we were the last group in terms of points. And skit's also pretty much the only comedic outlet for me! The audience keeps me young hahaha. So here's a list of skits/plays I've been in church-wise!


2004

at churchcamp in jonlai's group as scrat the prehistoric squirrel from ice age. we were doing vices or something. mine was covetousness for acorns bigger than my own

that annual youth showcase thing where I was a bimbo with chenting

youthcamp, as nicky hilton with the HEEHEEHEE laugh

2005

youthcamp as a native smallhead

2006

my last churchcamp as the doctor who couldn't read chinese (and pulled frayed blue raffia intestines out of vanessamak)

Short history, I know, but it impacted my life quite alot! 'Twas from church skits that I discovered my addiction to making people laugh. And discovered my so-so acting prowess hahaha

Okay it's 338 really must go now see you around chenting (who's the only person I'm definitely sure of that reads my blog [proven by her contant chatterbox tagging]) btw chenting come online and IM me okay?! Next time you see me on. I look for you, but you're never there when I check. :(

Hello. It bothers me how anita never takes me seriously. And you, my new friend, are quite the little poseur! But I like talking to you on windows live, cos you IM the way I IM, and it makes me feel slightly less different.

Haha no one can study with daeun, no oneeee! Like EVERYONE ends up playing/on a perpetual break when they try to revise with her. Even HANG. Though I guess when you think about it, it really just depends on people-chemistry, like how I can't study with meike or her, but I can study with fly and (to a certain extent) hang. And I guess daeun's just got too much chemistry with everyone hahahaha

I TOOK A NAP TODAY. Like how cool is that! Hahahaha. I never take naps. EVER. Unfortunately this one came with a free Nightmare.
I've had this particular nightmare three times already, though each time I'm in a different location.
The first time I had this dream, I was in an old,rundown babahouse-esque hotel, complete with ancient red patterned wallpaper and green carpeting/parquet flooring when the zombies broke in. I didn't survive, I think.
The second time, I was on one of the higher levels in one of those taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall designer corporate buildings, the ones with the fancy plexiglass windows, and I was a research scientist. I managed to live through this one, but I'm not sure how.
And this time! I was on a anphu-style villa, complete with black metal gate, though the interior kind of resembled my old jalan lim tai see house. This time, even the authorities were prepared. Huge beefy american SWAT stereotypes in bulletproof vests and grey cotton T-shirts helped us lock the gate and front door. I think I even saw a couple of those black helicopters landing in the still night! Though I still had a gut feeling that we were all going to die. I saw abit of what was to come in phoebe-premonition fashion! And then, thankfully, I woke up before the zombies broke in and infected/killed us all. :)

HEY Y'ALL CHECK THIS OUT.
Karen's sister saw it and told karen who informed me that I AM MENTIONED IN THAT POST. By hingying I think? It's some shopping lj thing. Haha the thing is, charmaine must've seen that post too, since she commented below:

i know her(the girl who came back from vietnam)!she's crazy crazy chialynn ((((:

Haha and the presumed hingying person replied:

YESYES. ayeeee. all hail crazyy chialynn =D

haha how about them beans? It's funny how that page links everyone through me.