Hello World, this is Joyce speaking.

Hello, it’s been a very disconnected holiday. I feel like I am an island surrounded by a huge plot of land around me. To think that a friend had to tell me that there was a hostage situation in Mumbai that I completely did not know of even though if was all over the news. The holidays have consumed me, but yet thankfully, I’ve not been eaten alive. Tomorrow I’m going on a getaway for 5 days and maybe, I’ll come back a refreshed person and all set and ready to take on whatever is going to come in the Remaining Days of the Breather before Hell starts all over again on the 2nd of January. (Earlier than most people)

Upon my return of my getaway, I’ll return to fight the evil forces of EE, TOK, and WORLDLIT! Just watch me evil acronyms!!! (Even superheroes need a break too)
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The above explains the state of my mind presently.

The Breakdown

Essentially, the most free week I’ve had the whole holidays so far and at the same time the most intensive reading one I’ve had in a while! (Discounting the past two days which I’ve been well, slobbing)

Dance 3 times this week
Starbucks 2 times in 4 days
Did MUN stuff 3 times in 2 days
2 SHOWS ONLY SHOWING ON THE 1 DEC (none this week)
Readings all over the place.

SIDEPOINT RANT: I’ve been reading travel sites!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (explains the lack of readings completed and the slobbing) I’m pretty convinced that I’ll actually like London if i ever went there! Nice cold weather (not sure if it’ll be nice) the London buses, telephone booths, the museums, etc. Totally got to be like my parents and travel Europe before I was born (AND THEY SAW COMMUNIST RUSSIA THIS ISN’T FAIR I NEED TO GO NORTH KOREA) then after they give birth to me they decide it isn’t cool anymore to bring your kids to Russia and Europe. And they insist that going to US is way cooler. I actually think not. MY SISTER HAS BEEN THE EUROPE. Countless times, partly cause’ my parents were working there. Sigh.

64 Steps

TO BREAKING UP WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND

(I think this is terribly funny)

Logic

An EE is really expensive, therefore I shouldn’t do my EE

(Who am I kidding right? This is the inner EE angst in me speaking)

PS: I THINK DOING TOK IS WAY CHEAPER.

Communism

Lodge: In other words, Mr. Secretary, the economic aid is directed to combating the growth of the popularity of communism?

Marshall: It is directed, as I construe it, to preventing a desperate situation regarding human life to develop to a point where people wil turn to desperate remedies which are no remedies at all.

(subtle is cool)

omgsterswthggnorehelpmepls?!

yep, sums it all.

Macbook

Taken with an extremely noob camera phone with the picture completely out of focus.

You can’t expect me to photobooth it right? And no, it’s not on my mac. It’s on an acrylic casing. For a completely impromptu work, it’s pretty okay i guess

PS: I SAW A GOLD PLATED MACBOOK ONLINE. ZOMG.

Nightmares

So, my charger has decided to miraculously revive after the long and arduous trip to the Epicentre today to find out that it wasn’t opened, but then it revived after they tested it. It must be the power of the Apple store. I think I shall return there again tomorrow to hope for an exchange because I realized that another angry girl was there too and she bought the Mac at the same time that I did with a charger problem and she made a wasted trip today. (oh well) But I still believe in the power of Mac. (Eat that Daniel Yee!)

I got back my Samsung today and it has died already two times this year (thank goodness it’s still under warranty) And I hope it doesn’t die on me anytime soon. I really like the phone despite it being really fragile. Sigh.

I honestly have zero affinity with technology. I’m sure it isn’t apple’s fault. It’s seriously my zero affinity with technology.

PS:

With your picture up here send me off on the 10th okay!
PPS: I SAW THIS REALLY SCARY POST SECRET. THE ONE ABOUT A MYTH AND THE PICTURE WITH MANY EYES. I’M TERRIBLY SCARRED

0530AM

I like waking up early before the sun is up. Makes me feel like I’m all ready and excited for the day
(How I wish this applied to the normal school day)

It struck me how devoid of dance the whole year was and as the year draws to a close, it’s a “mass spam” of dancing for me and I’m not complaining. I’ve missed it long enough and as much as I still wish that I’d be under laoshi for a longer period of time to learn I guess it’s not always decided by what we will it to be.

Last night was a night spent by myself, in my room just lying on my bed for the longest time just left to my thoughts and just hiding away from the hustle and bustle of it all to allow me to rest up, take a breather and move on from there.
(Slow me down)

PS: Need. To. Mass. Spam. Readings
PPS: CHARGER IS STILL NOT REVIVING. SHERYL WHYYYYY
PPPS: Blessing in disguise, I can to stone in my room without distractions.

“Do you like boys?” says Carey

Few things of late:

1. My Mac charger died this morning (!!!!!!!!!) This is a very (x100000) pertinent sign that is screaming out at me to do my EE readings. But this morning I chose to interpret it as the forces of nature and the cosmos in misalignment which results in my lack of ability to start on my EE/TOK.

2. Zhe Shen is a sweet little boy who helps clean up after lunches and insists on helping me carry out the lunch trash to the bin and holds my hand during outdoors and games. He’s somewhat shy but he opened up much more today and he was repeating and articulating words after me. I honestly don’t regret not working at the New Balance warehouse sale and choosing instead to volunteer.

K2 kids are such amusing people and all in one day I get: saliva splattered on my hand, a boy slobbing all over me from behind because he’s afraid of the dark (I, like Sheryl appreciate the physical spaces between person to person), see a boy spin till he gets vomit on the floor, extremely hyper active kids, a boy asking me “Do you like boys? (or girls)”, seeing a child’s excitement at Madagascar toys and Mcdonalds, seeing a child’s smile with bubbles and scavenger hunts, the messy eating sessions during lunch, the fear of ketchup being splattered on the carpet, and the repeated attempts at getting them to sit down during a session is quite a feat.

Sometimes we fail to be happy at the simplest of activities that all our unnecessary unhappiness and emotions mess it all up. Take a breather and smile. I’d like to believe that I was a good kid (or so my parents say as compared to the present they’d prefer me as a little kid) and that I wasn’t all that hyperactive and noisy! But then again, needless to say whether on our parents part or caring for someone else’s child it takes a lot of love, much more love than you can imagine.