Exhale

Pea I think my Bio practical book is under your desk. Please come tomorrow and unlock your desk? I have to draw the longitudinal/transverse section of a tomato, a banana, an orange and a cucumber by tomorrow or GAL with explode again. I'll let you copy ;)

Did drawing for Bio pract session today. So just sat around cutting up fruits and trying not to eat them. Was very tempted by the banana. But then GAL put us off when she told us the knives we were using to cut the fruits had been used before to cut up sheeps' brains and eyeballs. *eeee*

I should stop eating my specimens. Pea and I were supposed to share a peanut fruit last pract session and draw it. But then we ate the peanut before we measured it to do our magnification scale. So now I'm guessing it was about...ah...5cm thereabout. *looks at ruler*

Yueyou couldn't resist squeezing the tomatoes today. So the seeds started popping out along with all the pulp. Then we started tossing the orange around. And since I have no coordination whatsoever, it flew onto the floor and started rolling around.

Someone tried to cut thinner slices of tomato using that Yan-can-cook horizontal cutting technique so we could see the vascular bundles more clearly....but I think we just succeeded in multilating the poor fruit and getting juice all over the place. And we never did see the vascular bundles :|
So copied GAL's drawing which she flashed on the OHP.
For someone who claims to have failed art since primary school, her drawings always seem to look so nice and proportionate.

Cucumbers were slightly better - neater. And we could see the vascular bundles! :D

We stained the bananas with Iodine which was interesting because everything went dark blue except the placentas [or was it the septum? argh]
And I still don't know what happens when you consume too much Iodine.

Tutor: Hah...you want to take A level Bio? So tell me..what happens when you take too much Iodine?
Me:...you can eat Iodine?
Tutor: *makes some weird noise in his throat* Yar so what happens?
Me: Hm....you get very purple.
Tutor: *flabbergasted. Makes weird noise in his throat* You're even worse than me! ....And I haven't studied for...9 months already! Oh no! NS is ruining my life! 9 whole months without touching my books! *starts to freak*

Did the orange last. We were supposed to cut it up and draw the cross section, but we copied the diagram on the OHP because Gwen refused to let us touch it. She smuggled the orange out later after class to eat. [Apparently it was extremely sweet] I put the peels in a cup and left it under the airconditioner by the windowsill. Hopefully our class will smell of nice, orange peels now instead of sweat and feet.

Went to tan today during recess with Ann and Gwen. Sat there for 15 minutes with our arms outstretched whilst half the class lounged in the shady area underneath the staircase. Its become our class "bathtub" now.

I swear we've become darker!

Tamara: Stop fooling yourself! Your skin's the same! Its an illusion!

Hm. Shall go back to sun somemore.

posted by Jeanne @ 11:32 PM

Mediacorp artistes Tay Ping Hui, Joey Swee, Nick Shen and Shawn Ong came down to school together for Sing Singapore. I think the point was to encourage us to sing more community songs and in the process develop "rootedness" to the country...whatever. In the end about only 4 people actually sang (Them, because they were paid to do it anyway). We just sat there, screamed a lot and took pictures.

*altogether now...*
AHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

*star struck*

About half the sec 4s left class early to oogle at stars before the concert even started proper [Chinese is more or less a free period now anyway]. Amanda and I got Mrs Aw to get Tay Ping Hui's autograph just before the performance started. I don't know why. I'm not even really a fan.

He signed on the back of my demerit tickets. Then he started to clown around, sticking one of them to his forehead. So the powder from his face rubbed off onto the paper.

Amanda's going to carefully preserve the powder which stuck onto it.

Ann, Gwen, Amanda and I went for the autograph session later because Amanda wanted to shake his hand and Ann and Gwen wanted autographs. I wonder if this is what Stepahnie does? How do you put up breathing in the recycled air? Nearly died. I know why so many people collapse while waiting for Westlife now. And I thought it was because of Shane or something.

I think we should've bought him a gift. Then we'd have an excuse to go right up to him. Suggested flowers from the landscape garden but I guess they're all wilted. Amanda was thinking of giving him one of the flags put up around school.

While in the queue, Amanda begged Abigail for foolscap paper for autographs and at the same time, proclaimed her undying devotion to Ping Hui.

Amanda: "I LOVE TAY PING HUI! MY HEART POUNDS ONLY FOR HIM! ...NOW GIVE ME SOME FOOLSCAP PAPER!!

In the end they left before we could even get to them. So we staked out the Mediacorp van along with about...50 other people?

It must be fun being Tay Ping Hui. He gets a gross surplus of attention. He just sat there in the van and smirked while 50 schoolgirls crowded outside screaming. Then he made kissy faces against the window and drew hearts with his fingers. Gwen, Ann and I got a little grossed out and left.

Amanda: OMG! HE'S SO HANDSOME! *Mrs Heng walks by and gives Amanda a weird look* Oops...I'm sorry.
Mrs Heng: *arches eyebrows. Whips out a Tay-Ping-Hui autographed 'Sing Singapore' CD from behind her back and waves it at us
All of us: *scream* AHHHHHH!!!! *runs after her*

Tay Ping Hui does funny things do teenage girls.

*later*
Gwen: Why did we scream arh?
Me: I don't know.
Gwen: I just felt like screaming suddenly.
Me: Wonder why.

This entry is getting very Ping Hui-ish.

Anyways.

Happy Birthday Pea!!

..And Ms Dorai! [this is in advance]

And some crow ate my potatoes while I went away to buy drinks during recess. *mutters*
I can't believe I forgot to thank the sec 2 girls who very kindly informed me that my curry chicken had been attacked by that feathery git. Argh. Where are my manners.
sec 2 girls: Excuse me the crow ate your food.
Me: ...HARH?
Sec 2 girls: The crow ate your food.
Me: *curses crow*...ARGH! *rolls eyes and walks away to buy another bowl of curry chicken*

*cringe* I embarass myself sometimes.

I don't think they'll read this but sorry and thank you anyway. =D

posted by Jeanne @ 12:44 AM

Its a sure thing. Whenever we drive up to a relative's house, we're bound to get lost somewhere along the PIE, BKE or some other highway.

And if, by some fluke, we manage to successfully interpret all the squiggly lines in the Street Directory, then it must follow that we'll get lost inside the multistorey carpark of some HDB estate.

Went to Choa Chu Kang to see a baby who is, apparently, my cousin. I think. Brought along an offering of Ghim Moh curry puffs. Spent about half an hour looking at the baby - who was frowning in her sleep - while everyone discussed whether she looked more like her dad or this distant cousin whom I last saw when I was five.

My relatives have no names. They are never addressed by their proper names. My mum comes up with all sorts of funny labels for them. There's the "Auntie with lots of makeup", the "Hokkien Mee stall Auntie", the "Disco Uncle", the "Jurong East Auntie" etc.
And its been 14 years already but I still can't figure out which cousin is Beng Huey and which one is Beng Hee. Chances are, I never will :|

Had dinner there too which was a very painful experience.

Think I ate Chicken Rice. But it didn't look like Chicken rice. It didn't smell like chicken rice and it certainly didn't taste like Chicken rice. But there was a chicken wing in it :|
Dessert was some...black-ish liquid. Kinda resembled tar.

Ian: *quietly eating his vegetables*
Toh Payoh Aunt: *thunders over* WAH YOU LIKE MY VEGETABLES ISIT? COME TAKE SOMEMORE! *picks up ladle and digs into a moutain of salted vegetables
Ian: Ahhh...no its ok...
Toh Payoh Aunt: NEVER MIND AH! PIACK! *throws a glob of vegetables onto his plate*

He was ranting about dinner in the car all the way home.

Ian: I just ate one piece of chicken...one piece...and she goes 'BOY, YOU LIKE ISIT? TAKE SOMEMORE!" and dumps the biggest...fattest....greasiest piece of chicken on my plate! Oh and you know the chicken wing in the chicken rice...it was the most soggy, disgusting piece of chicken I'd ever eaten! It was completely waterlogged! And it was buried under the rice so I didn't see it till later! I bet that was done on purpose! I told you they give you all the food they don't want!

Spent the rest of my time there watching my cousins watch "A Kindred Spirit". Bah. Got so bored I went to stare at the baby again. Still sleeping. Still drooling. [She's so tiny!]

My 2nd uncle was there. Haven't seen him since the Family Brawl in the Seafood restaurant. That was when he and my granddad got into a shouting match over an incident which happened 30 years ago. My uncle went to carry bricks in a construction site when he was a teen to earn money to buy a pair of Levi's jeans. Only after he did, my grandad said the jeans were "ugly" and started laughing. And they've never really talked since :|
Well. Only until they've had a few Tigers.

I have an uncle who looks like Tony Leung and I never knew it :O

We spent 2 hours in the same house with my new cousin and we still don't know anything about her.

Dad: Eh...was it a boy or girl?
Mum: Tsk. Girl...didn't you see all the pink?
Me: What's her name anyway?
Mum: Eh...I think its Savannah.
Dad: *immediately* Good Lord.
Mum: *peers at card* Oh no...its Sovannah.
Dad: *muttering* Condemned to eternal ridicule.

Well. I know my cousin's name now. That's a start.

posted by Jeanne @ 10:02 PM

Speech Day today. Dad drove me into school.

Ever since sec 2, when he first saw them, he's had this fascination with the NPCC cadets who stand at the roadside to direct the traffic.

Dad: Waaaah! The traffic cops are here again! Hahahah do they really just stand there the whole day waving their hands at cars?
Me: Eh...maybe.
Dad: Hello!!! *waves furiously back at them*
NP cadet: *stare. blink. waves hands somemore*
Me: Ahhh I think you can drop me here
Dad: Why? We're not at the foyer yet?
Me: No no no its ok. I want to walk
"AM I EMBARRASSING YOU???"

Then he started to cackle :|
I think I still haven't recovered from that incident last year involving the Australian cyclists who were taking up half the road. He got pissed, wound down the window to yell something at them and gave them the finger. Then he started to cackle again.

Dad: *cackle* Oh sorry. Did I embarrass you? *Australian cyclists yell something back*
...

Speech Day was 2 whole hours. *groan*

Concluded that half the Crescent population migrates to NJC after O's whilst the other half goes to SAJC. People who fall in the middle go to ACJC or VJC but they're a minority.
Think only one pathetic soul made it to RJC...but then I could've seen wrongly. All the dark blue blazers look the same to me.

Oh. And according to Gwen and Pea, someone tried to act smart again.

xxx: *the seniors go up on stage to receive awards* no NO NO, that ISN'T SAJC! I've seen SO MANY SAJC people...and SHE doesn't look like ONE! SAJC is the RED blazer! I should KNOW! *natters on*

And in the end....it was SAJC so she went all silent.
....hm. Typical.

Some smartass senior topped the level in Biology, Chemistry, Physics and Amaths! :O:O She went to Hwa Chong! :O:O:O [That is so typical again!]

Prize presentation stretched for 1.5 hours this time. *argh* I think it was because of all the speeches and everything.

Pea has a nickname for every teacher. First it was 'Ting with a Thong'. Now there's "Eager Beaver" for ChanWMing ["because she always butts in even though she's not even needed!"]. Kept on laughing after that.

Mrs Gek brought a weighing scale into class because apparently Elaine refused to go down to take her weight.

Mrs Gek *dragging the weighing scale in*
Anjali: *slips out of class*
Mrs Gek: Come and take weight!
Elaine: *lurking at back of class* Nooo...don't want!
Mrs Gek: *jabs at weighing scale!* Now!
Elaine: NO NO NO! >.<

Hah Elaine, you're cute sometimes.

So in the end Mrs Gek took her own weight :| I think she has very light bones for a teacher.

Lesson learnt: 111 doesn't go to Suntec till tomorrow.

Pea got moody after Gwen and I started talking about JCs and studying. Wandered into Tower Records. Browsed through the July issue of FHM. Hah. I think we're totally deprieved. The Mobile next to our school wraps up all copies of FHM and sticks the barcode over appropriate areas.
Got quite engrossed.
Then some guys came along so we went to the Gardening section. Tried to figure out who Shone is. They all look the same, Steph :P

Time for an applepie.

posted by Jeanne @ 9:05 PM

Me: No..I don't like not not like her, in fact I like her but its just that I don't really like, like like her....you know what I mean?
Anj: ...I don't know what crap you're talking about.

Hargh. I'm beginning to stutter.

PE teachers should never wear dark coloured underwear and white shorts. Pea seems so amazed that Ms Ting wore a thong last week. She's going around calling her "Ting with a Thong" now. I bet pretty soon it'll be shortened to "Ting Thong".

And while we're on the subject of attire I've decided never to wear shorts again to tuition. I think the tutor is seriously perverted. But at least he was slightly better today.

Did more folk dancing for PE. We have to sashay with our dance partners up and down the row this time. :|
Getting giddy with Priya.
And I'm always forcing her to be the guy come to it. Hm. Right. Shall give her the freedom to choose her gender from now on.

Went to Orchard to watch Tomb Raider [woah. it was good] Anjali brought along her camera and we took some crazy photos at Lido. V. curious to see how the one on the escalator turned out. That one drew quite a bit of stares.

...
I seriously think that everyone goes through that stage in sec 1, when they do really weird stuff to get attention. We saw a bunch of juniors standing on the seats at the bus stop shouting away across the street at...nothing. Then they saw Gwen and me and started to tuck in their shirts (!). Whoo. Senior power. Pea says it was because of the buaysong look we gave them.

Pea seems to enjoy bullying sec 1s.

Sylvia: *pissed* "Hey we suffered for 4 years, so they better wait till they're sec 4 before they get to do what we do now. *hmpf* "

I've finally watched Nemo (pirated version) and Charlie's Angels (pirated, extremely low-quality version)! Now I want to watch League of Extraordinary Gentlemen! [14 August!] Any takers?

posted by Jeanne @ 1:00 AM

Gwen threw sugar peanuts all over Sylvia and she started to scream horribly.
Then when she recovered she picked the peanuts off the floor and ate them :|
Then she screamed again when she saw a butterfly at the new Performing Arts Theatre.

[Pea, you're really strange sometimes]

I wonder what they're going to call the theatrette. We had a competition a few months back to decide on a name for it [Dorai forced the whole class to take part]. I think a few people suggested "Black Box" but its bloody yellow and green [school colours!] so maybe that won't work...

...Or we could always go with Yuehao's suggestion - "Chingay".

Dorai: "I am so impressed by your originality..."

Our science labs have reopened!

[.....pst. I don't think the wait was worth it >.<]

The labs have just been painted yellow and green [school colours!] And we have new tables which are white, which is bad because when the Potassium Permanganate spills, it leaves brown stains.
Did our 8th/9th titration. Got Sulphuric acid all over my hands because Pea's dropper was leaking. *Itch* Broke a burette while washing it.

I think we're in trouble.

Gwen's brother: "...What?! When I was in Sec 4, I'd done twenty titrations already!!"

Argh. I want my own lab. Then I'd invite Rosemary over. She claims she's only ever done one titration...and that was for midyears. :/

Clarissa and Priya both think I look like a hamster!! *hmpf*

Speech day rehearsals today. Not as boring as I thought. How come so many of our seniors got 8 points and below??!! *gulp* This is pressure.

Had to sing the schoolsong during the rehearsal. Mrs Lee warned us that unless we sang louder, she'd make us go on stage and do a solo. Then she started prowling down the aisles while we sang, so everyone started shouting out the lyrics whenever she got within 5 meters of them. Hah. We never sing this loud during assemblies, with the exception of one or two though.

Had a briefing on "audience etiquette".

ALP: "When the girls go up to receive their prizes...I want no whistling, no catcalling, no screaming...because it is unbecoming. You are all ladies. Not ah lians."

[Prize giving takes up a full 45 minutes!]

Apparently, there is an appropriate volume for hand-clapping as well.

ALP: ...I don't hear you clapping!
Us: *clap clap clap*
ALP: Clap louder!
Us: *CLAP CLAP CLAP*

The Speech Day programme is full of predictability. Every year the same thing happens. The band always plays the school song. There's always a powerpoint presentation with a cheesy background. The Valedictorian gives a 3 minute speech and always ends with a line from the school song [usually its "the day when we must part, may Crescent remain in our hearts!! =)"]. Evelyn Norris always comes to present the "Evelyn Norris award" to the Valedictorian from her seat because I don't think she can walk up to the stage [I still can't believe she's alive]. Then she always gets a painting [which always seems to be done by some sec 2 girl] as a "token of appreciation". I bet she's got a whole storeroom full of paintings now. Wonder if she atually hangs them up. *hmm*

And of course the sec 4s always have to keep the chairs at the end of the programme, see if they don't.

I'm just staying for the Dance performance.

Had tuition 2 night ago. He's becoming a nightmare.

Tutor: ...You know, your Maths seems to be getting...worse.
Me: Oh. Maybe its because I haven't practiced.
Tutor: Its not a matter of practice. You can't even do a simple sum like this. Are you using your brain?
Me: ...
Tutor: Are you using your brain?
Me: .... *plays with calculator*
Tutor: Oi. Are you using your brain? ...Are you -
Me: TSK HAIYA *slams calculator on table*
Tutor: *gape*
Me: *stares back* WHAAAT?!
Tutor: Why so angry??

....

My brain is telling me to Kill. And its not because I've done too much trigonometry.
Hate me for saying this Anjali, but I prefer Mrs Kao. Like, a whole lot more.

I saw him today. To tell the truth I feel quite sorry for the guy. Oh well. He likes doing it I guess. But its still pitiful. *shrugs*

...Pea and Priya have been newly christened "Piglet" and "Eeyore" respectively. Henceforth I shall be known as "Christopher Robin".

What exactly is a Pooh?

...I don't know why we do this sort of this during Chem mass lecture. Too bored I guess.

posted by Jeanne @ 10:14 PM

...

I don't care. I'm back for a second hour. Diplomacy and Deterrence and the whole of Chapter 6, Social Studies, can wait. Shall surf and IM my heart out.

Alternating revision days. Today was a Humanes day. So tomorrrow's a Science day. Hello Homeostasis.

Still trying to decide if Maths should go with Science Days, Humanes Days, both days or just on Tuition days.

...Which is today. In 15 minutes time. *groan*

Sarah, good luck for the O-chem test!

Good news: We have finished the blanket!

I hate to say this but it looks pretty good.

posted by Jeanne @ 10:01 PM

My dad's found something else to rant about. It started early this morning when I woke up.

Dad: *enters living room* NEMO IS SENDING OUT THE WRONG MESSAGE!
Mum: *disinterested* Why?
Dad: Nemo was against keeping fishes in captivity, but look at what's happening now! *jabs newspaper* More people are buying Clownfish! Coral reefs will be destroyed!
Mum: Wow I didn't know you cared so much about the environment the way you waste electricity. Could you please turn off all the spotlights?
Dad: *not listening* Go tell your friends at school not to buy clownfish!

Don't buy clownfish. Save the coral reefs.

We used to have fish. 10 goldfish, 2 tilapias and 3 guppies. And we were stupid enough to put them in the same tank. The tilapias ate the goldfish up while we were on holiday which was gross because we came back to find goldfish carcasses *eek*
I guess it wasn't a good idea to flood the fishtank with fishfood just before we left and expect 15 fish to survive on that for 10 days [Dad's idea]
The tilapias were exiled to the longkang. Bloodthirsty buggers.

Have decided to restrict my going online to 3 days a week and not to IM more than an hour a day.

My hour's nearly up.

Bah. Prelims in 56 days.

posted by Jeanne @ 9:05 PM

Hey. Whatever you do, promise me you don't die yet please?

Sewed from 8 to 1 today. And as I type this, I'm still sewing. Will most probably be sewing again tomorrow.

All I can say is that those old folks better like the bloody blankets. They're red and white with yellow and pink flowers and its going to have stuffing. They better use it. They better appreciate it. And they better not think its curtains *glowers*

Pea was right. We did blow up during the sewing session. *sigh* I don't want to talk about it here...its pointless. It doesn't really matter who did it anyway. Frankly, I wouldn't have admitted myself if I'd been the one. So give it rest ok guys?

Elaine *IM-ing*: "Eh..could you put the needle down and blog?"
Me: I'm addicted to sewing already
Elaine: PUT. THE. NEEDLE. DOWN.

Went to Holland V with Pea, Anj and Gwen after sewing.
Went bankrupt after a meal at Swensons. Then had a scare when the waiter cleared the table while we were away and accidently took Anjali's retainers which were wrapped in a napkin. The staff found it eventually in the trash. Filled up a feedback form to commend them and offer suggestions for improvement.

Gwen: Please inform staff to ask before clearing rubbish from tables...even if it just looks like "some common trash".

I think Gwen's going to write another letter of commendation to the Management. I told Anjali to give the manager some of her flowers :P

Pea got all excited and bought 4 pirated VCDs from some guy who kept casting furtive glances behind him. I can't believe you Pea! Buy originals only! Stamp out piracy!

Then later she went to 7-11 to buy "SLIM Water". I would've thought after the Slim 10 fiasco, theys would choose a better name...apparently not. Supposedly you lose weight if you drink SLIM Water...but the deal is that you have to drink (get this) 2-3 bottles a day for 30 days before there are any visible results which is totally stupid because if you bloat yourself you're bound to lose weight anyway. Sheesh.

And Pea still bought it. Pea!!! *sighs*

I really have to get back to sewing. *prick* ow.

posted by Jeanne @ 12:23 AM

A cat brought a packet of Nasi Lemak into our PES and started eating there. Now there's rice and chilli all over the ground :|

Amaths. Mrs Gek started on Relative Velocity with the class. I think the whole point of Amaths is to thrust ridiculous theories and formulas to the student and try to make it appear logical by representing it with a nice equation. And of course the latter will always consist of a lot of alphabets and weird symbols which look like chinese characters.

Comprehending the incomprehensible becomes much harder when your teacher has a slight problem articulating :| [but she's a great teacher aside from that]

Amaths was brought to the land, sea and sky today.

First Mrs Gek tried to explain the theory using the example of people walking and running on conveyor belts

Pea: ...SO WHERE THE HELL IS THE GUY RUNNING TO??

Then it failed so she used the example of boats in still water.

[Oh. Apparently still water has "speed" too. At least... that's what I think I heard.]

Anjali: But that water is different from the other water!
Mrs Gek: *looking confused herself* No! Its all the same water! Just accept this!
Anjali: *howling* I can't accept it!!...JEANNE STOP LAUGHING.

Then she used the example of airplanes and air speed.

[Apparently still air has "speed" too. o.O]

I think in the end Gwen read the textbook and finally understood.

Gwen: *to Pea* "The trick when it comes to understanding Amaths...is not to listen to Mrs Gek....come let me teach you."

Fatimah and Yueyou started shouting across the classroom: "Jean don't you feel blessed that you don't take Amaths??"

Yes indeed.

posted by Jeanne @ 12:35 AM

We can't visit the old folks because of SARS so we're going to make them blankets instead this year :|

Patchwork anyone?

Spent a good part of the day preparing for our CIP. We measured and drew squares and triangles [We finally have use for the Pythagoras' theorem!] and traced them onto the cloth they provided us with. We're going to cut the rest of the shapes out and begin sewing on Saturday. Teachers i/c are going to courteously provide each group with a sec 3 girl who will teach us how to sew...or work the sewing machine. Whatever.

The class is beginning to look like a sweatshop.

Gwen: *cutting out cloth triangles* I FEEL LIKE A TAILOR!!! ....THE REALLY POOR KIND!

By the looks of it, the old folks are going to get very badly sewn, thin, raggedy and dirty blankets which fray at the edges. So far it kinda looks like the stuff not even Oliver Twist would touch. But then I guess even Oliver would look quite out of place in rags with yellow and pink flowers.

Anjali: *drawing squares* Why can't we make nice, bright, colourful blankets for the old folks? Like...hot pink or red or yellow...
Priya: *prim and proper* Half of the old folks are blind you know.
Me: Yar so you could give them garbage bags and they wouldn't know.
Ann: Haiyaa....can't we just buy blankets and throw it at them??
Pea: And our blankets are going to be bloody small...it won't cover them completely.
Ann: ....I think they'll probably think its curtains or something and hang them up.

Then we started writing messages in pencil on the underside of the cut-out squares.

Can we write here????
HELLO!!!
Old follks suck!
:p :p

Ah. They won't see it anyway.

Drew my smiley face with the tongue sticking out. Still remember how Ng Chey Buay thought it was "a certain part of the human anatomy" when someone drew it on the whiteboard in sec 2. Then she started lecturing us about the "fine line between Biology and Pornography". I don't want to know what she thought it was.

Amanda helped retie my tie for me. Its longer now. I hope she's happy. *sheesh*

posted by Jeanne @ 8:38 PM

My brother came into my room yesterday and actually asked for a favour :O

Ian: Eh...You're a girl right?
Me: ....I don't know. Are you a boy?
Ian: Do you have...like....girl clothes
Me: I don't know. You can check.
Ian: Oh...because I need....um...girl clothes...like skirts?
Me: ???? Why?
Ian: Yea because we're doing a play - Merchant of Venice. And I need clothes because I'm playing the role of...Jessica. A girl.
Me: Who the hell is Jessica?
Ian: The loanshark's daughter.

Kept on laughing after that.

Morning assembly today in the hall. VSiah saw me. Then she grabbed me and said that my tie was "horrible" because it was too short or something [by about an inch perhaps? Like its always been since sec 3 because I never untied it??]. Then she just yanked it out.

....
Nothing to say.

Well at least she didn't see the stains. Dropped my tie into some curry sotong the other day. And before that some gravy from Stall 3. And then there are a couple of unidentifiable spots here and there. Think I should wash it soon.

We have CIP on Saturday...will be doing Patchwork. :| I rather go out with the YMCA collecting tins than hang around a sewing machine for 4 hours.

I guess I can sew. [I think. I hope.] Even though my Home Ec. project in sec 2 was a total disaster...sewed the whole thing sideways....*shrugs* oh well. Household chores and me don't go well. My mum freaked out last week because I couldn't fold my blazer properly

Mum: You see? This is what happens when you don't do enough housework. *holds up wrinkled blazer* You see, you see? We've spoilt you too much.
Dad: *sigh* Can't cook...can't iron...can't fold clothes...you're going to give the matchmaker a hard time man. How to get married??!
Mum: After her O levels we should send her to work at a departmental store....then she can learn how to fold clothes. And if she doesn't do her job properly her boss will yell at her! Then she'll learn how to fold clothes properly!

First they wanted me to wait on tables ["You will learn humility!! It is a humbling experience!"] Now a salesgirl.

Sheesh. I just want a nice job in the DBS bank at Holland V.

posted by Jeanne @ 12:50 AM

In school now using the computers which are supposedly better than the one I've got at home.

My old blog still can't be saved :(

Tam, Elaine, Sylvia and I spent the whole of Chinese [unofficial free period] asking each other stupid geography questions.

...Does anyone know what the capital of Holland is?

And are Delaware and Raleight states or cities?

Sylv: Who is the President of the USA?
Us: George Bush!
Tam: Who is the President of the Philliphines?
Us: Arroyo!
Me: What about Mongolia?
Tam: Gengkis Khan!

Tam says that the Italian guy's name sounds like a Pasta. I think he sounds like Broccoli.

They're having an Amaths mock test in class now. Should I gatecrash...?

Decided I shall. Off to do Vectors.

posted by Jeanne @ 5:05 PM

Repeat after me: Blogger is totally screwed.

This is a freaking ugly template. The bar ontop looks like gigantic, pink jell-o. Not like I had much of a choice though. It was either this or gigantic orange jell-o so yea. Dilemma. Whoo.

Its going to take a while to get used to this layout. Or at least until I find someone with decent HTML skills and won't mind doing up something nice for me. Elaine? Anjali? *grin grin*

I guess this is just a temporary thing until I fix my old blog...but I need someplace to blog in the meantime. So...everyone say hi to Big Ugly Agar Agar. *waves*

Wrote speeches during English the other day. Hah. I liked Amanda's. Hers was a motivational speech by Benito Mussolini.

Amanda: "Comrades...let us crush their burgers and fries, and hold our pizzas and pasta high into the sky!"

Wanted to write Anjali's eulogy but then Mrs Rupa said no way...so wrote her Maid-of-Honour speech instead. Hm. I think a eulogy would've been more fun.

Getting worried already. Should be studying. Signing off.

posted by Jeanne @ 11:24 PM