Exhale
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
I'm going to brace myself. Still can't find my Honour Card [it was due a week ago] and just about 5 people stayed behind for the NE quiz today. Dorai is most definitely going to blow her top tomorrow.
She wasn't in the best of moods this morning. She came in after assembly and started yelling because our class "stank". Then she barred us from switching on the aircon for the whole day, so we had to do the school survey with the windows open in 36 degrees. Then she threw this box at us and asked us to "clear it" before screaming somemore, only I didn't hear some of it because I was emptying the box outside trying to stall so I wouldn't have to go back to class. Then she made some sarcastic remark to Pea ["SEC 4 ALREADY AND YOU CAN'T PHRASE A QUESTION PROPERLY!"] cause she couldn't hear what Sylvia was saying to her. Naturally that didn't go down well with Pea, who treated us with a huge eyeroll after she turned her back on Dorai and then started muttering and cursing all the way down the stairs later when we went for the JC talks.
Pea: "DAM I HATE her...@#$#^$*!...wanna beat her till she dies...she stinks...its always her....@#@%!#...can't she just....DIE....
Then later after school, we were supposed to stay back for some NE quiz (Dorai said stuff about how you have to take it or else you can't graduate) But then there was some mix up; we thought another class was supposed to go for it instead [only we didn't know there was a swap] and since we all would rather believe an external source than Dorai, everyone went home after school without clarifying.
So Syaz and company had just left the classroom at around 2, and Anj, Gwen and I were just about to follow when we decided to go close the windows. Then we heard Dorai's voice booming down the hallway...
Dorai: *roaring* "WHAT DID I SAY THIS MORNING?!!!!! NE QUIZ, 1.45PM AT BLOCK G IN THE CLASSROOM!....WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY WENT HOME!!!!!!...WHAT TEACHER ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? ...YOU DON'T KNOW THE NAME OF A TEACHER IN THIS SCHOOL? WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME????!!!.....GO NOW!!!!!!!"
She caught poor Syaz and the rest down the corridor. It was kinda freaky. The 3 of us were in the dark classroom and just froze when we heard Dorai. Then Gwen suddenly dashed out by the backdoor and ran off before Dorai could see her. Wanted to follow so I violently shut all the remaining windows and made my way [with much difficulty] through the maze of desks to the door across the room. Fortunatley, she left a little while later and we were spared her wrath. Never stand near an angry woman. Especially if she tends to shower in her perfume. Left after that because couldn't persuade my mum to wait for a few minutes while I did that stupid quiz...Dorai'll have my blood tomorrow.
Anyway.
SAJC, NJC, HCJC and NP came to visit today. ACJC will come on Thursday. HCJC is a very good college. NJC, I think, still seems rather dead. And. Its 9 points to get into the science stream for SAJC. And here I was thinking it was 14. Oops.
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She wasn't in the best of moods this morning. She came in after assembly and started yelling because our class "stank". Then she barred us from switching on the aircon for the whole day, so we had to do the school survey with the windows open in 36 degrees. Then she threw this box at us and asked us to "clear it" before screaming somemore, only I didn't hear some of it because I was emptying the box outside trying to stall so I wouldn't have to go back to class. Then she made some sarcastic remark to Pea ["SEC 4 ALREADY AND YOU CAN'T PHRASE A QUESTION PROPERLY!"] cause she couldn't hear what Sylvia was saying to her. Naturally that didn't go down well with Pea, who treated us with a huge eyeroll after she turned her back on Dorai and then started muttering and cursing all the way down the stairs later when we went for the JC talks.
Pea: "DAM I HATE her...@#$#^$*!...wanna beat her till she dies...she stinks...its always her....@#@%!#...can't she just....DIE....
Then later after school, we were supposed to stay back for some NE quiz (Dorai said stuff about how you have to take it or else you can't graduate) But then there was some mix up; we thought another class was supposed to go for it instead [only we didn't know there was a swap] and since we all would rather believe an external source than Dorai, everyone went home after school without clarifying.
So Syaz and company had just left the classroom at around 2, and Anj, Gwen and I were just about to follow when we decided to go close the windows. Then we heard Dorai's voice booming down the hallway...
Dorai: *roaring* "WHAT DID I SAY THIS MORNING?!!!!! NE QUIZ, 1.45PM AT BLOCK G IN THE CLASSROOM!....WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY WENT HOME!!!!!!...WHAT TEACHER ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? ...YOU DON'T KNOW THE NAME OF A TEACHER IN THIS SCHOOL? WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME????!!!.....GO NOW!!!!!!!"
She caught poor Syaz and the rest down the corridor. It was kinda freaky. The 3 of us were in the dark classroom and just froze when we heard Dorai. Then Gwen suddenly dashed out by the backdoor and ran off before Dorai could see her. Wanted to follow so I violently shut all the remaining windows and made my way [with much difficulty] through the maze of desks to the door across the room. Fortunatley, she left a little while later and we were spared her wrath. Never stand near an angry woman. Especially if she tends to shower in her perfume. Left after that because couldn't persuade my mum to wait for a few minutes while I did that stupid quiz...Dorai'll have my blood tomorrow.
Anyway.
SAJC, NJC, HCJC and NP came to visit today. ACJC will come on Thursday. HCJC is a very good college. NJC, I think, still seems rather dead. And. Its 9 points to get into the science stream for SAJC. And here I was thinking it was 14. Oops.
Monday, September 29, 2003
Today was a fun , albeit slightly painful, experience (literally)
Wore the platforms instead of the courts. Uglier. But slightly more comfortable. Toes still ached while I walked though. Sylvia had nice shoes! She came hobbling in this morning so I asked if she wanted to swap footwear but unfortunately her shoes didn't fit me. She opted to go barefoot later on after she stumbled and fell down the stairs. Yuehao, Anj and Elaine wore three-piece suits! I want one!
Took a test to discover our working personalities during the career workshop. I have the Inspiring/Domineering persunality-type. Interesting insight, but the stereotyping went a bit overboard; the way the course instructors said it, you would be inclined to think that all I-people are giggling freaks and all the D-people would burst an artery by the time they hit 28.
Then had a break. We didn't eat because we were still foolishly believing ESeah ~ that a free lunch would be provided during the dining and etiquette course - I mean, that's why she told us to bring our own cutlery right? To makan? Well, we turned out to be wrong and right. There was a meal - but it was just one meal and only the 3 volunteers who were demonstrating how to use the cutlery ate it while we watched! Feel so cheated :|
Some interesting facts:
1. When you dine, fold your napkin diagonally and place it over your lap. You should actually sit on one end of the napkin so should it fall off your lap, you can just flip it back up.
2. The napkin is just "for show". You do not actually use it while eating. So, keep tissue handy. Always fold your napkin neatly and leave it on the table if you need to leave for the washrooms etc.
3. Apprently, you aren't really supposed to change the side on which your cutlery's on. So if the salad fork's placed on the left side of the table and you want to use your right hand, pick up the fork with your left hand, place it on your plate and then discreetly switch to your right hand to pick it up again!
4. Never spit out hot/very spicy food into your napkin. Drink water and smile and tolerate.
5. When using hands to eat chicken wings, use only 3 fingers [from each hand] when holding up the wing. It looks "neater" and better.
6. If you cannot finish the food/you don't want to eat it, eat about 80% of the dish anyway and 'arrange' the uneaten bits to the side of the plate so it looks "neater".
7. When eating the bread, the correct way to eat it is to break it up into bite sized pieces, butter it and pop it into your mouth. Repeat until you finish the entire thing.
8. Avoid seafood [crabs, lobsters] as far as possible.
I never knew there were that many rules to observe while eating. I'v been eating in front of the TV ever since Power Rangers with just a spoon :|
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Wore the platforms instead of the courts. Uglier. But slightly more comfortable. Toes still ached while I walked though. Sylvia had nice shoes! She came hobbling in this morning so I asked if she wanted to swap footwear but unfortunately her shoes didn't fit me. She opted to go barefoot later on after she stumbled and fell down the stairs. Yuehao, Anj and Elaine wore three-piece suits! I want one!
Took a test to discover our working personalities during the career workshop. I have the Inspiring/Domineering persunality-type. Interesting insight, but the stereotyping went a bit overboard; the way the course instructors said it, you would be inclined to think that all I-people are giggling freaks and all the D-people would burst an artery by the time they hit 28.
Then had a break. We didn't eat because we were still foolishly believing ESeah ~ that a free lunch would be provided during the dining and etiquette course - I mean, that's why she told us to bring our own cutlery right? To makan? Well, we turned out to be wrong and right. There was a meal - but it was just one meal and only the 3 volunteers who were demonstrating how to use the cutlery ate it while we watched! Feel so cheated :|
Some interesting facts:
1. When you dine, fold your napkin diagonally and place it over your lap. You should actually sit on one end of the napkin so should it fall off your lap, you can just flip it back up.
2. The napkin is just "for show". You do not actually use it while eating. So, keep tissue handy. Always fold your napkin neatly and leave it on the table if you need to leave for the washrooms etc.
3. Apprently, you aren't really supposed to change the side on which your cutlery's on. So if the salad fork's placed on the left side of the table and you want to use your right hand, pick up the fork with your left hand, place it on your plate and then discreetly switch to your right hand to pick it up again!
4. Never spit out hot/very spicy food into your napkin. Drink water and smile and tolerate.
5. When using hands to eat chicken wings, use only 3 fingers [from each hand] when holding up the wing. It looks "neater" and better.
6. If you cannot finish the food/you don't want to eat it, eat about 80% of the dish anyway and 'arrange' the uneaten bits to the side of the plate so it looks "neater".
7. When eating the bread, the correct way to eat it is to break it up into bite sized pieces, butter it and pop it into your mouth. Repeat until you finish the entire thing.
8. Avoid seafood [crabs, lobsters] as far as possible.
I never knew there were that many rules to observe while eating. I'v been eating in front of the TV ever since Power Rangers with just a spoon :|
Saturday, September 27, 2003
Went down town today with Gwen and Anjali again (my mum's suddenly complaining that I 'gallavant' too much. I think its because she checked my account and realized I'm nearly broke). Trying to walk down Orchard road with those 2 is tedious. No matter how hard I try they always seem to be 2 feet ahead of me. Just trying to keep up is good exercise; I sweated! And the hairdresser later asked if I'd just come from sports.
Spent most of the afternoon in the KFC waiting for Pea, who was having her hair styled somewhere in Simei.
Saw Lucas and later Judith. Waved at Lucas as we entered but he didn't see...so had a little experiment to find out how long he would take to notice we were behind him in the queue.
Anjali, Gwen & I: *behind Lucas* Ahem...
Lucas: ^_^;;
Gwen: *Lalalala. Grin grin*
Me: *after painfully long time* AHEM!
Lucas: ^_^;;
Me: Ah...Lucas?
Lucas: ^_^;;
Me: Lucas??
Lucas: *turns slightly* ^_^;;
Me: *louder still* Lucas???
Lucas: *turns around and JUMPS* AH!!! Anjali!! Jeanne!!!
Us: *jump back together* Lucas!!!
Then Judith came to do Amaths with Lucas...think they kinda regretted choosing a table right next to ours. Gwen and I just had an argument over potassium ions so started bombarding them with questions about KFC's mashed potatoes and their effect on cells. (Still have no answer)
Me: *holds up 2 cups of Mashed potatoes* These contain potassium, so when you eat them, ions go into your blood. So does the increase in ion concentration cause your cells to go flaccid or turgid?
Gwen: TURGID!
Lucas: ...Exams are OVER man!!
Me: Prelims are over but life goes on.
Gwen: And life is full of exams so exams are not over (eh...turgid right??)
Lucas: *shakes head sadly*
Gwen: Turgid lorh! Cause the body brings about negative feedback! So ADH is secreted which reabsorbs water...
Me: The thing which brings about the negative fdback is a decreasing water potential so cells shrink and become.....
Anjali: *shrinking away herself* I don't know these people man!
Stayed in KFC for about 2 hours waiting for Pea :| Just sat around crapping with the excuse of wanting to allow our food to digest. Managed to get a balloon from the KFC staff so we could draw a pea on it (one circle...two vertical strokes for eyes and two legs!) and give it to Sylvia.
Lucas: *spying the balloon* What tricks are you up to now Jeanne??
He still doesn't trust me!
Pea still didn't show so we left KFC with the balloon which Anjali felt so embarrassed carrying. We eventually gave it to some kid in the street which just goes to show kids will accept anything from strangers but free Cheezels Pizza-flavoured samples [a lady was giving them out at Lido] which we also tried unsuccessfully to give away. Headed for Borders which I suppose is a much better place to while your time away. Its got books with huge pricetags stuck on the covers, so you can read but you don't go bankrupt because you can't afford the books there seeing how you've squandered away half your allowance over the week.
Gwen and I wanted to continue reading 'Sex versus Saris' which we found last time in the Lit section. Hunted high and low for it. All the other books we'd been reading last time were still there but I guess 'Saris' went out of stock.
Gwen: *sniffs* ...Shows what kind of literature people are interested in...(but it was quite entertaining I admit...)
Gwen started to read something called 'Shadow Child' and I settled down with 'God Don't Like Ugly'. It was pretty good. About some girl who has inferiority complex because someone keeps abusing her. Then she makes friends with a girl at school and starts to develop lesbian feelings...the blurb said stuff about how her friend reveals an "explosive secret" which changes their friendship but I never got to that part. We got banished from the Lit section after one of the Borders staff told Gwen and Anjali to go sit in the Children's area if they really wanted to lie on the floor and read. So went ahead with them to the Kiddie section where Anjali tripped over two toddlers.
Anjali: Why are they so short?! Why can't they be at eye level? Why can't they wear high heels??
Damn. My 'Idols' essay has crossed the 700-word mark. By a lot. I don't know how I can shrink it by Monday. Still quite peeved that Rupa forced me to join.
Rupa: *goes into office to get entry forms for Sarah and Anjali. Comes out and sees me* Ok Jeanne, the latest is that you're in this competition too. *throws an entry form at me* Send it in by next week! *smiles and exits before I can say anything*
Grr. Off to edit.
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Spent most of the afternoon in the KFC waiting for Pea, who was having her hair styled somewhere in Simei.
Saw Lucas and later Judith. Waved at Lucas as we entered but he didn't see...so had a little experiment to find out how long he would take to notice we were behind him in the queue.
Anjali, Gwen & I: *behind Lucas* Ahem...
Lucas: ^_^;;
Gwen: *Lalalala. Grin grin*
Me: *after painfully long time* AHEM!
Lucas: ^_^;;
Me: Ah...Lucas?
Lucas: ^_^;;
Me: Lucas??
Lucas: *turns slightly* ^_^;;
Me: *louder still* Lucas???
Lucas: *turns around and JUMPS* AH!!! Anjali!! Jeanne!!!
Us: *jump back together* Lucas!!!
Then Judith came to do Amaths with Lucas...think they kinda regretted choosing a table right next to ours. Gwen and I just had an argument over potassium ions so started bombarding them with questions about KFC's mashed potatoes and their effect on cells. (Still have no answer)
Me: *holds up 2 cups of Mashed potatoes* These contain potassium, so when you eat them, ions go into your blood. So does the increase in ion concentration cause your cells to go flaccid or turgid?
Gwen: TURGID!
Lucas: ...Exams are OVER man!!
Me: Prelims are over but life goes on.
Gwen: And life is full of exams so exams are not over (eh...turgid right??)
Lucas: *shakes head sadly*
Gwen: Turgid lorh! Cause the body brings about negative feedback! So ADH is secreted which reabsorbs water...
Me: The thing which brings about the negative fdback is a decreasing water potential so cells shrink and become.....
Anjali: *shrinking away herself* I don't know these people man!
Stayed in KFC for about 2 hours waiting for Pea :| Just sat around crapping with the excuse of wanting to allow our food to digest. Managed to get a balloon from the KFC staff so we could draw a pea on it (one circle...two vertical strokes for eyes and two legs!) and give it to Sylvia.
Lucas: *spying the balloon* What tricks are you up to now Jeanne??
He still doesn't trust me!
Pea still didn't show so we left KFC with the balloon which Anjali felt so embarrassed carrying. We eventually gave it to some kid in the street which just goes to show kids will accept anything from strangers but free Cheezels Pizza-flavoured samples [a lady was giving them out at Lido] which we also tried unsuccessfully to give away. Headed for Borders which I suppose is a much better place to while your time away. Its got books with huge pricetags stuck on the covers, so you can read but you don't go bankrupt because you can't afford the books there seeing how you've squandered away half your allowance over the week.
Gwen and I wanted to continue reading 'Sex versus Saris' which we found last time in the Lit section. Hunted high and low for it. All the other books we'd been reading last time were still there but I guess 'Saris' went out of stock.
Gwen: *sniffs* ...Shows what kind of literature people are interested in...(but it was quite entertaining I admit...)
Gwen started to read something called 'Shadow Child' and I settled down with 'God Don't Like Ugly'. It was pretty good. About some girl who has inferiority complex because someone keeps abusing her. Then she makes friends with a girl at school and starts to develop lesbian feelings...the blurb said stuff about how her friend reveals an "explosive secret" which changes their friendship but I never got to that part. We got banished from the Lit section after one of the Borders staff told Gwen and Anjali to go sit in the Children's area if they really wanted to lie on the floor and read. So went ahead with them to the Kiddie section where Anjali tripped over two toddlers.
Anjali: Why are they so short?! Why can't they be at eye level? Why can't they wear high heels??
Damn. My 'Idols' essay has crossed the 700-word mark. By a lot. I don't know how I can shrink it by Monday. Still quite peeved that Rupa forced me to join.
Rupa: *goes into office to get entry forms for Sarah and Anjali. Comes out and sees me* Ok Jeanne, the latest is that you're in this competition too. *throws an entry form at me* Send it in by next week! *smiles and exits before I can say anything*
Grr. Off to edit.
Thursday, September 25, 2003
I'd really like Cafe 211 if only I could afford stuff other than the Beverages and desserts.
Went there yesterday to celebrate the premature end of our prelims and [more importantly] to drown our sorrows over the disastrous Bio practical ["Those darn potatos..." ~ Zealyn, muttering while washing up] They gave us potato strips and told us to put them in sucrose solutions of different concentrations and measure the change in length after a period of time. Typical osmosis question - easy huh? Only it wasn't, because there was hardly any appreciable change in the stupid potatoes [an increase of 1mm doesn't really help in plotting the graph either] and I hadn't even measured the strips properly to begin with, so I ended up faking all my values. And a graph hardly is a graph if its practically a straight line is it??
So back to Cafe 211. Went there for lunch/dessert then did Maths afterwards because we felt guilty. Anjali got stuck on a number pattern which came out in one of our past year prelim papers. So we called over one of the waiters to ask him to help solve the problem only he didn't know either [Waiter: "My maths is very VERY bad!"] so the nth term of the number pattern 0, 1, 2, 4, 8 remains unsolved.
Had Emaths today. Better than sciences I guess. Later on, spent 6 hours in that boring, seriously overpriced place called Holland V [again!] gorging ourselves. And we couldn't even go to Orchard or somewhere more interesting mainly because of the weather [it rained for 6 hours] and we didn't want to drown again. Nearly died while we were in that mall walking around for the 10th time - we really do need a new hangout.
And. Delifrance is evil. I'm never going to go there again. I mean it this time. Never.
$5.80 for a slice of quiche and an eclair is ridiculous if I can get a plate of chicken rice for $3.50 at the food court next door with soup. And the chicken is better than their spinach and salmon quiche!
Oh and E. Seah's arranged some work-stimulation thingee...we're supposed to come in work clothes on Monday and go for talks and learn what career would suit us best. And then we learn how to use forks and knives and spoons properly while eating [which is all well, but I still can't handle chopsticks when eating fishballs so what's the point?] She wanted to arrange for makeup courses but apparently Shiseido wasn't so free to go around handing out lipstick so that's canned.
Going with Anjali, Pea and the rest to look for the work clothes this Saturday. I don't think denim is acceptable. High-heeled sandals are formal enough right? I'd rather die than ressurrect my courtshoes from the closet. But E.S's scared me after her threat today.
ES: "I've managed to come up with a package which only costs 24 dollars, and the school is subsidizing..so if I find that you don't observe any...decorum on monday...if you're not wearing proper work clothes I won't hesitate to make you change into the crumpled school uniform in the General Office."
Right.
Gwen just wants to wear the school uniform on Monday. She went off to Queensway to buy a new uniform after Holland.
Gwen: "Didn't you hear her? She said if we're not wearing clothes she'll make us change into school u. So I might as well just wear school u and save all the trouble right?"
Apparently her dad threw her uniform in the washing machine and it just...disappeared after that :| Curious.
Oops. I just realized that my toenails still have nail polish on...so if I wear the open-toed sandals they'll show right?? Will pink toenails violate the "decorum"??? I mean, no one actually notices toenails right?? But then again they might...
Ah damn.
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Went there yesterday to celebrate the premature end of our prelims and [more importantly] to drown our sorrows over the disastrous Bio practical ["Those darn potatos..." ~ Zealyn, muttering while washing up] They gave us potato strips and told us to put them in sucrose solutions of different concentrations and measure the change in length after a period of time. Typical osmosis question - easy huh? Only it wasn't, because there was hardly any appreciable change in the stupid potatoes [an increase of 1mm doesn't really help in plotting the graph either] and I hadn't even measured the strips properly to begin with, so I ended up faking all my values. And a graph hardly is a graph if its practically a straight line is it??
So back to Cafe 211. Went there for lunch/dessert then did Maths afterwards because we felt guilty. Anjali got stuck on a number pattern which came out in one of our past year prelim papers. So we called over one of the waiters to ask him to help solve the problem only he didn't know either [Waiter: "My maths is very VERY bad!"] so the nth term of the number pattern 0, 1, 2, 4, 8 remains unsolved.
Had Emaths today. Better than sciences I guess. Later on, spent 6 hours in that boring, seriously overpriced place called Holland V [again!] gorging ourselves. And we couldn't even go to Orchard or somewhere more interesting mainly because of the weather [it rained for 6 hours] and we didn't want to drown again. Nearly died while we were in that mall walking around for the 10th time - we really do need a new hangout.
And. Delifrance is evil. I'm never going to go there again. I mean it this time. Never.
$5.80 for a slice of quiche and an eclair is ridiculous if I can get a plate of chicken rice for $3.50 at the food court next door with soup. And the chicken is better than their spinach and salmon quiche!
Oh and E. Seah's arranged some work-stimulation thingee...we're supposed to come in work clothes on Monday and go for talks and learn what career would suit us best. And then we learn how to use forks and knives and spoons properly while eating [which is all well, but I still can't handle chopsticks when eating fishballs so what's the point?] She wanted to arrange for makeup courses but apparently Shiseido wasn't so free to go around handing out lipstick so that's canned.
Going with Anjali, Pea and the rest to look for the work clothes this Saturday. I don't think denim is acceptable. High-heeled sandals are formal enough right? I'd rather die than ressurrect my courtshoes from the closet. But E.S's scared me after her threat today.
ES: "I've managed to come up with a package which only costs 24 dollars, and the school is subsidizing..so if I find that you don't observe any...decorum on monday...if you're not wearing proper work clothes I won't hesitate to make you change into the crumpled school uniform in the General Office."
Right.
Gwen just wants to wear the school uniform on Monday. She went off to Queensway to buy a new uniform after Holland.
Gwen: "Didn't you hear her? She said if we're not wearing clothes she'll make us change into school u. So I might as well just wear school u and save all the trouble right?"
Apparently her dad threw her uniform in the washing machine and it just...disappeared after that :| Curious.
Oops. I just realized that my toenails still have nail polish on...so if I wear the open-toed sandals they'll show right?? Will pink toenails violate the "decorum"??? I mean, no one actually notices toenails right?? But then again they might...
Ah damn.
Monday, September 22, 2003
Hah. After today's Chem practicals I'll be one lucky idiot if I scrap a B3 or B4.
1. Knocked a bottle of hydrochloric acid over my question paper. Some got on my hand and it itched like crazy after that. And ES got all prissy when I went to get a new question paper: "You know...in the O levels they don't issue new papers so fast if you dirty your original one..." And I'm like, just give me the damn paper already... *argh*
2. Think I got burnt. Can't differentiate between dirty green and black. The bloody sample turned out to be sodium thiosulphate and I put some rubbish for the 'Identify the Anion!' part. And I couldn't be bothered to test for Sulphur dioxide using dichromate because it wasn't out on the bench with all the other test reagents but somewhere behind them. [Stupid, stupid!] And then while I was deliberating whether it would be ok to get the dichromate though it wasn't really out there, I completely forgot that a bottle of permanganate was just sitting in front of me . *grrrr*
3. Why can't they just save paper and put all the question on one side?? I missed a question because I forgot to flip over!! Argh!! Its not fair...Aw Ai Ling actually reminded the 1st shift to do that question =(
The titration was -ok- I guess, though something cocked up in my brain halfway and I was temporarily unable to remember what 3 significant figures should look like...ah well. Think I got it in the end.
...Think I should stop talking about the disaster that was Chemistry. Sounding whiney.
Made plans with Thomas to go to CJC for the first 3 months if I screw prelims. Quite possible seeing how things are.
Oh and apparently Dorai's been acting very weird.
She was supposed to meet us last week before the Amaths paper but she never came. Well, that wasn't really weird for us because she practically always never shows up anyway, but then...
According to unnamed sources, she was absent for the end of last week. Then she came this week and said weird stuff to the sec 3s...like "I'm still recovering from the shock..I can't divulge my secrets to you now..."
:O:O:O
Top 2 possibilities according to unnamed source:
1. Her fiancee had an affair
2. Her fiancee turned gay.
o.O I'm really intrigued now.
Going to swim! No school tomorrow! :D:D
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1. Knocked a bottle of hydrochloric acid over my question paper. Some got on my hand and it itched like crazy after that. And ES got all prissy when I went to get a new question paper: "You know...in the O levels they don't issue new papers so fast if you dirty your original one..." And I'm like, just give me the damn paper already... *argh*
2. Think I got burnt. Can't differentiate between dirty green and black. The bloody sample turned out to be sodium thiosulphate and I put some rubbish for the 'Identify the Anion!' part. And I couldn't be bothered to test for Sulphur dioxide using dichromate because it wasn't out on the bench with all the other test reagents but somewhere behind them. [Stupid, stupid!] And then while I was deliberating whether it would be ok to get the dichromate though it wasn't really out there, I completely forgot that a bottle of permanganate was just sitting in front of me . *grrrr*
3. Why can't they just save paper and put all the question on one side?? I missed a question because I forgot to flip over!! Argh!! Its not fair...Aw Ai Ling actually reminded the 1st shift to do that question =(
The titration was -ok- I guess, though something cocked up in my brain halfway and I was temporarily unable to remember what 3 significant figures should look like...ah well. Think I got it in the end.
...Think I should stop talking about the disaster that was Chemistry. Sounding whiney.
Made plans with Thomas to go to CJC for the first 3 months if I screw prelims. Quite possible seeing how things are.
Oh and apparently Dorai's been acting very weird.
She was supposed to meet us last week before the Amaths paper but she never came. Well, that wasn't really weird for us because she practically always never shows up anyway, but then...
According to unnamed sources, she was absent for the end of last week. Then she came this week and said weird stuff to the sec 3s...like "I'm still recovering from the shock..I can't divulge my secrets to you now..."
:O:O:O
Top 2 possibilities according to unnamed source:
1. Her fiancee had an affair
2. Her fiancee turned gay.
o.O I'm really intrigued now.
Going to swim! No school tomorrow! :D:D
I just went to shower for 10 minutes and my dad took over my MSN and started to impersonate me online.
Dad: ...Hello??? Anyone out there????? ...Houston we have a problem...
Justina: I'm here la...I FOUND 5 CLAY AIKEN SONGS!!!!
Dad: Mickey Blue Eyes - love it.
Justina: CLAY'S SO NICE!!!!
Dad: Eh...you wait arh I go dry my hair first horh...
Then he saw me and ran away :|
Tried to give my brother tuition today.
But spent more time screaming that teaching.
Shall never ever attempt to teach my brother Acids,Bases, Salts again.
Me: List a few properties of an acid.
Ian: Oh. Acids are ....transparent. Hahahaha.
Me: *Nooo, like...what is their effect on litmus?
Ian: Litmus paper or litmus solution?
Me: Paper.
Ian: *pauses* They make the litmus paper....transparent. *laughs to himself*
Me: They don't! And stop talking rubbish!
Ian: Harh? Orh. Fine la. Acids are opaque then. *laughs again*
Me: ...Right. Ok forget that. Write down the equation for the reaction between Sulphuric Acid and Copper Oxide.
Ian: What are the products?
Me: You're supposed to figure that out yourself.
Ian: *shouting* Nonsense! You can't do an equation if you don't know the products! My teacher always tells us the products formed!
Me: *turning nasty* Eh you better cut the crap and just do it.
Ian: FINE. *scribbles after thinking for a very long time* Copper Oxide + Sulphuric acid = Copper Hydrogen + Oxide Sulphate *laughs somemore to himself*
Sheesh.
Church today. They're really going all out to get more priests. At the end of the mass all the kids got these little white balloons which read "God is calling us to be Priests" [or something like that] Oh well. The numbers are dwindling though.
I'm beginning to suffer from short-term memory. This is bad.
Right sleepy. G'nite.
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Dad: ...Hello??? Anyone out there????? ...Houston we have a problem...
Justina: I'm here la...I FOUND 5 CLAY AIKEN SONGS!!!!
Dad: Mickey Blue Eyes - love it.
Justina: CLAY'S SO NICE!!!!
Dad: Eh...you wait arh I go dry my hair first horh...
Then he saw me and ran away :|
Tried to give my brother tuition today.
But spent more time screaming that teaching.
Shall never ever attempt to teach my brother Acids,Bases, Salts again.
Me: List a few properties of an acid.
Ian: Oh. Acids are ....transparent. Hahahaha.
Me: *Nooo, like...what is their effect on litmus?
Ian: Litmus paper or litmus solution?
Me: Paper.
Ian: *pauses* They make the litmus paper....transparent. *laughs to himself*
Me: They don't! And stop talking rubbish!
Ian: Harh? Orh. Fine la. Acids are opaque then. *laughs again*
Me: ...Right. Ok forget that. Write down the equation for the reaction between Sulphuric Acid and Copper Oxide.
Ian: What are the products?
Me: You're supposed to figure that out yourself.
Ian: *shouting* Nonsense! You can't do an equation if you don't know the products! My teacher always tells us the products formed!
Me: *turning nasty* Eh you better cut the crap and just do it.
Ian: FINE. *scribbles after thinking for a very long time* Copper Oxide + Sulphuric acid = Copper Hydrogen + Oxide Sulphate *laughs somemore to himself*
Sheesh.
Church today. They're really going all out to get more priests. At the end of the mass all the kids got these little white balloons which read "God is calling us to be Priests" [or something like that] Oh well. The numbers are dwindling though.
I'm beginning to suffer from short-term memory. This is bad.
Right sleepy. G'nite.
Saturday, September 20, 2003
Whee. Went to celebrate end of Prelims [well. End of all the main papers anyway. Just practicals and Maths left] by watching Pirates of the Carribean at Lido with Ann, Pea and Gwen. The entire level was plastered with promo posters for Pirates; Orlando Bloom's face assaulted us from all directions! Ann got really excited as she pondered over how to steal all the Orlando posters without the ticket collectors seeing but was distracted when some woman came over and started asking whether we were interested to be models for her makeup. Then she threw her namecard at us with this slightly patronizing smile before sashaying away ["call me anytime!"]
Ann: *after a bit of silence* Is she insulting us saying we need makeup??!!
The movie was pretty fun even though Ann and I had watched it before. We sandwiched Gwen and Sylvia and bombarded them for the 1st 15 minutes.
Me: *whispering to Sylvia as the opening credits roll by* This is so exciting!!!
Ann: *young Will Turner, the protaganist, appears on screen* That's Orlando Bloom!!!
Me: *whispering to Gwen* This is so exciting!!!
Ann: *grown Will Turner appears on screen* Ahh!!!!! Orlando!!!!
Me: *Johnny Depp's character appears onscreen* Ahhh!!! Johnny Depp!!
Ann: Orlando!!!!
But we managed to settle down after the initial excitement.
Hah. Then for the rest of the movie, had to put up with those 2 gigglers behind us.
*at every single funny scene*
Giggler #1: *makes a sound akin to a hyena* AHAHAHAHAHAA!
Giggler #2: AHHHH!!!!! AIYO! THE MONKEY IS SOOOO CUTEE!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!
Giggler #1: AHEHEHEHEHEHEE!
Giggler #2: AHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!! OHMIGOSH!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
*every single scary scene*
Giggler #1 and #2: *scream in unison* AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *get over initial fright and start laughing nervously* AIYOOO! AAHHAHAHAHHAHA!!!
*turning point in plot*
Giggler #1 and #2: *quiet for a grand total of 8 seconds before they get it* ORHHH.......NO WONDER LIKE THAT ARH....OHHHHHHH... WAH ...SO INTERESTING HORH!!
After the movie Pea gives me some black look: "Who the hell were those 2 people behind us?? They were laughing at parts which weren't even funny! And they act like they've never seen a movie before! So tempted to tch at them!"
[Only I guess we kinda acted like them with all our squealing at the beginning of the movie :P]
Hopped over to Fareast and then went opposite to Galleria.
Ah. Never go to the Galleria unless you have a really fat wallet or are one of those Jap tourists willing to pay a 100 over bucks for a Polo shirt.
3 pairs of earrings in a quite-pretty looking cardboard box cost 49 dollars!
And water at the juice bar is $4.50! [so what if its sparkling??]
Though for such a pricey place their toilets are very underinvested in :|
Lesson learnt: The best way to eat Herbal Jelly without tasting the bitterness is to i) pour a whole cup of honey over it ii) gulp it down very quickly.
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Ann: *after a bit of silence* Is she insulting us saying we need makeup??!!
The movie was pretty fun even though Ann and I had watched it before. We sandwiched Gwen and Sylvia and bombarded them for the 1st 15 minutes.
Me: *whispering to Sylvia as the opening credits roll by* This is so exciting!!!
Ann: *young Will Turner, the protaganist, appears on screen* That's Orlando Bloom!!!
Me: *whispering to Gwen* This is so exciting!!!
Ann: *grown Will Turner appears on screen* Ahh!!!!! Orlando!!!!
Me: *Johnny Depp's character appears onscreen* Ahhh!!! Johnny Depp!!
Ann: Orlando!!!!
But we managed to settle down after the initial excitement.
Hah. Then for the rest of the movie, had to put up with those 2 gigglers behind us.
*at every single funny scene*
Giggler #1: *makes a sound akin to a hyena* AHAHAHAHAHAA!
Giggler #2: AHHHH!!!!! AIYO! THE MONKEY IS SOOOO CUTEE!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!
Giggler #1: AHEHEHEHEHEHEE!
Giggler #2: AHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!! OHMIGOSH!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
*every single scary scene*
Giggler #1 and #2: *scream in unison* AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *get over initial fright and start laughing nervously* AIYOOO! AAHHAHAHAHHAHA!!!
*turning point in plot*
Giggler #1 and #2: *quiet for a grand total of 8 seconds before they get it* ORHHH.......NO WONDER LIKE THAT ARH....OHHHHHHH... WAH ...SO INTERESTING HORH!!
After the movie Pea gives me some black look: "Who the hell were those 2 people behind us?? They were laughing at parts which weren't even funny! And they act like they've never seen a movie before! So tempted to tch at them!"
[Only I guess we kinda acted like them with all our squealing at the beginning of the movie :P]
Hopped over to Fareast and then went opposite to Galleria.
Ah. Never go to the Galleria unless you have a really fat wallet or are one of those Jap tourists willing to pay a 100 over bucks for a Polo shirt.
3 pairs of earrings in a quite-pretty looking cardboard box cost 49 dollars!
And water at the juice bar is $4.50! [so what if its sparkling??]
Though for such a pricey place their toilets are very underinvested in :|
Lesson learnt: The best way to eat Herbal Jelly without tasting the bitterness is to i) pour a whole cup of honey over it ii) gulp it down very quickly.
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
I think I'm supposed to go receive some prize this Saturday for the Grandfather essay Rupa asked me to send in. Got the invitation for my family just today from Dorai after Bio.
But my dad's flying off to Yangon this Sat. And my brother will never go for something like this. My mum's quite disappointed there's no free lunch provided. And I don't feel like listening to 1 hour of speeches before the prize ceremony and then another hour of some forum where we discuss the "Generation Gap" and Singapore's ageing population [it is organized by the Retired & Senior Volunteer Programme of Singapore after all] :|
To go or not to go. Hm. Need to RSVP by tonight.
Ah well. Just want the prize. I think its some voucher from Optics. And I desparately need new glasses before my degree shoots up again. [Or actually, I suspect it already has..] And my mum will kick up a fuss if she has to fork out more money for specs :
Anyway.
Bio was Bad.
They gave a family tree where the family members have some weird inherited disease then there was a mistake in the tree: a boy inherited the disease even though neither of his parents were affected. And they asked why such a mistake could've occured. And I wanted to write that the kid was adopted but then I changed my mind and wrote some crap about how he was mutated. Think Gwen wanted to write that the mother had an affair with a man who had the disease.
I mean, they can't exactly say that's wrong right? Right?
Guess I should've just written the model answer. Like, they mixed up the children or something.
And plants will always be undergoing transpiration and assorted insects will always be respiring in jars in Section A of Bio paper.
Hopefully the MCQ section will be fine.
Chem tomorrow. Need to study but I feel a big headache coming up already.
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But my dad's flying off to Yangon this Sat. And my brother will never go for something like this. My mum's quite disappointed there's no free lunch provided. And I don't feel like listening to 1 hour of speeches before the prize ceremony and then another hour of some forum where we discuss the "Generation Gap" and Singapore's ageing population [it is organized by the Retired & Senior Volunteer Programme of Singapore after all] :|
To go or not to go. Hm. Need to RSVP by tonight.
Ah well. Just want the prize. I think its some voucher from Optics. And I desparately need new glasses before my degree shoots up again. [Or actually, I suspect it already has..] And my mum will kick up a fuss if she has to fork out more money for specs :
Anyway.
Bio was Bad.
They gave a family tree where the family members have some weird inherited disease then there was a mistake in the tree: a boy inherited the disease even though neither of his parents were affected. And they asked why such a mistake could've occured. And I wanted to write that the kid was adopted but then I changed my mind and wrote some crap about how he was mutated. Think Gwen wanted to write that the mother had an affair with a man who had the disease.
I mean, they can't exactly say that's wrong right? Right?
Guess I should've just written the model answer. Like, they mixed up the children or something.
And plants will always be undergoing transpiration and assorted insects will always be respiring in jars in Section A of Bio paper.
Hopefully the MCQ section will be fine.
Chem tomorrow. Need to study but I feel a big headache coming up already.
Monday, September 15, 2003
Writing. 6. Essays. for. Literature. [in. a. Very. Short. Timeframe.] Has. cramped. Up. My. hand.
6. more Essays. for Social Studies. tomorrow. Ack. Why. cant they. have. A. Heart.
Oh. Yes. Romeo Must. die. And they give a bloody funeral. speech for the Passage-based.
I refuse. to do anything productive. Until. My hand recovers from the trauma.
Starting to go....*ahh*
Whoever. wrote the chapter on Good Governance. deserves to be hit on the head with every. single. publication out there on Lew Kuan Yew. And be thrown. into those energy-saving incinerators they've got in God-Knows-where.
Why???
Am foolishly hoping for Switzerland to come out.
And can almost bet my life it won't.
Sad.
Next best bet. Industrialization. Come on!
Still feeling the effects of the heavy dinner. I had last night at Juliet's. Entered her house and was accosted by a large, blown-up poster of Avril. Hey Steph. The guy with the "exquisite features" went for the dinner too. Only he's not. bashing his brother. anymore I think.
I hear putting my hand in warm water may help.
Worth a try.
*ow*
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6. more Essays. for Social Studies. tomorrow. Ack. Why. cant they. have. A. Heart.
Oh. Yes. Romeo Must. die. And they give a bloody funeral. speech for the Passage-based.
I refuse. to do anything productive. Until. My hand recovers from the trauma.
Starting to go....*ahh*
Whoever. wrote the chapter on Good Governance. deserves to be hit on the head with every. single. publication out there on Lew Kuan Yew. And be thrown. into those energy-saving incinerators they've got in God-Knows-where.
Why???
Am foolishly hoping for Switzerland to come out.
And can almost bet my life it won't.
Sad.
Next best bet. Industrialization. Come on!
Still feeling the effects of the heavy dinner. I had last night at Juliet's. Entered her house and was accosted by a large, blown-up poster of Avril. Hey Steph. The guy with the "exquisite features" went for the dinner too. Only he's not. bashing his brother. anymore I think.
I hear putting my hand in warm water may help.
Worth a try.
*ow*
Friday, September 12, 2003
Mum: *spies a cockroach* IAN!!! COME KILL THE ROACH!
Ian: *leaves computer game* Why?
Mum: Because....you're a boy!
Ian: *stares* Oh don't be so sexist. *goes back to game*
Mum: *grumble*
Hurrah for Shieldtox.
I realize I've been neglecting my Maths. Which probably is bad seeing how Elaine Chua spent 10 whole minutes justifying the school setting hard Maths-D prelim papers a few weeks ago. *hint hint hint hint*
Still can't draw a decent tangent.
Worrying: Need to get rid of my "illegal" calculator and buy one of the specified models in the O level guidebook thingee.
More worrying: Haven't gotten a proper compass and mechanical pencil with lead that doesn't snap when the slightest pressure is exerted upon it.
I think if I can't get any from Popular by Sunday I'll steal my tutor's.
Went to Great World yesterday. Bought a pair of shorts which cost a bomb without actually looking at the price tag until we left the store. Then my mum springs it on me.
Mum: You know, that cost 60 dollars?
Me: ????!!!! But its just shorts!
Mum: You know, that cost 60 dollars?
Me: But shorts are short!
Mum: It still cost 60 dollars. So. I'll be very, very angry if you don't wear it. *glare*
Me: If I wear it 6 times, it'll actually be worth 10 dollars you know.
Mum: ...10 dollars is still a lot.
Well. I'm wearing it now. So its probably down to about 50 bucks already =D
After we plundered [or rather, my mum did the plundering] OG for bermudas and clothes for my dad, went to watch Pirates of the Carribean.
She said Johnny Depp looks totally gay! He-eey.
Read through Social Studies textbook in the morning. The part on Venice looks very neglected without the crazy zigzags of orange highlighter found in other parts of the book. Peeked at it once the entire year. The only thing I know about that chapter and Venice in general, is that the Doge used to rule, it is very wet, they like salt and Gondola rides, they have fancy looking buildings and I think they're going to sink pretty soon.
Oh. And someone tried to blow it up in LXG.
Lesson learnt: Reading out Bio notes BBC presenter style is actually more effective than wasting foolscap writing out more notes.
Its Friday. Have to get the glitter off my nails. Have to start sleeping earlier.
And definitely must take a Clarityne.
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Ian: *leaves computer game* Why?
Mum: Because....you're a boy!
Ian: *stares* Oh don't be so sexist. *goes back to game*
Mum: *grumble*
Hurrah for Shieldtox.
I realize I've been neglecting my Maths. Which probably is bad seeing how Elaine Chua spent 10 whole minutes justifying the school setting hard Maths-D prelim papers a few weeks ago. *hint hint hint hint*
Still can't draw a decent tangent.
Worrying: Need to get rid of my "illegal" calculator and buy one of the specified models in the O level guidebook thingee.
More worrying: Haven't gotten a proper compass and mechanical pencil with lead that doesn't snap when the slightest pressure is exerted upon it.
I think if I can't get any from Popular by Sunday I'll steal my tutor's.
Went to Great World yesterday. Bought a pair of shorts which cost a bomb without actually looking at the price tag until we left the store. Then my mum springs it on me.
Mum: You know, that cost 60 dollars?
Me: ????!!!! But its just shorts!
Mum: You know, that cost 60 dollars?
Me: But shorts are short!
Mum: It still cost 60 dollars. So. I'll be very, very angry if you don't wear it. *glare*
Me: If I wear it 6 times, it'll actually be worth 10 dollars you know.
Mum: ...10 dollars is still a lot.
Well. I'm wearing it now. So its probably down to about 50 bucks already =D
After we plundered [or rather, my mum did the plundering] OG for bermudas and clothes for my dad, went to watch Pirates of the Carribean.
She said Johnny Depp looks totally gay! He-eey.
Read through Social Studies textbook in the morning. The part on Venice looks very neglected without the crazy zigzags of orange highlighter found in other parts of the book. Peeked at it once the entire year. The only thing I know about that chapter and Venice in general, is that the Doge used to rule, it is very wet, they like salt and Gondola rides, they have fancy looking buildings and I think they're going to sink pretty soon.
Oh. And someone tried to blow it up in LXG.
Lesson learnt: Reading out Bio notes BBC presenter style is actually more effective than wasting foolscap writing out more notes.
Its Friday. Have to get the glitter off my nails. Have to start sleeping earlier.
And definitely must take a Clarityne.
Sunday, September 07, 2003
sweat
Blood, Sweat, and Tears
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Everyone's into sadism now, its scary.
*few months ago*
Sarah: Hey! Go this site! www.happytreefriends.com
Me: Oooh, what is it?
Sarah: *GRIN* Just go there...
Me: Ok...but what is it?
Sarah: *GRIN* Just go there...
Me: ....OMG! Its so sick! Yuck!
*last week*
Gwen: Hey! Have you been to Happytreefriends.com?
Me: OMG
Sylv: Hm? Whatwhatwhat?
Me:...OMG
Gwen: HAhahaha! Its damn funny you know!
Sylv: *clueless grin* REE-ALLY? Where is it?
Me: Don't go there! Its sick!
Gwen: No no! Its really funny! Its happytreefriends.com!
Me: Don't!!!
Sylv: REE-EALLY? Hmmm...what is it about?
Gwen: Its really cool. Just go there.
*next day*
Sylv:...OMG! ITS SO SICK! ITS SO SICK! SICK!!!
Sigh.
Oh. And don't watch Eye Candy if you do go to Happytreefriends. Just don't.
Poor Kane.
Oh I finally found the disk in which I saved all the chapters to the Battle Royale fanfic. Was reading through the stuff I wrote last year. Man, Anjali sounds like a deranged teletubby in a few chapters. Re-read the chapter I wrote for Elaine's own BR fanfic. Pea sounds very out of character and Ann's death was ...extremely weird. :| I think I should try and rewrite it after the exams. I don't know if my account at ff.net is still around though. I think I'll get a new one.
The new fluorescent light in the living room makes the room look very green and dark. Like I'm swimming through algae.
Dad's gone off to India with Mah Bow Tan and gang to get more foreign talent or something.
I feel quite indifferent about everything going around about me now somehow. I think I need more sleep.
And more food.
Mum's forcefeeding me fruits.
Yuck My brother claims his form teacher castrated her own dog. And that his level head flirts with all the old female teachers. I definitely have to go check them out one day.
Friday, September 05, 2003
Note to Rasitha: here's the stuff you were asking about: Brief outline to Cheese-making. Including the bit about Rennet which the bio textbook doesn't have. Hope it helps.
Sylvia thanks for lending me the history notes. I think I'll type a copy out and mail it to you. Ow's handwriting isn't that great, neither is the quality of my scanner. By the way, do you want your Yingyongwen back?
....I feel like I'm saying my last farewells.
Prelims lurk around the corner followed by graduation in a few weeks.
Then we part only to return for the O's and after that, disperse once again with just our sighs to fill the void.
Imagine.
And it was only last year when they were trying in vain to convince us of the truth, dropping desperate hints which fell on ears which heard but refused to listened. And we slept, deliberately choosing to believe the myth that everything was so far off. Slipping in and out of daydream, to foolishly allow one whole year to wither away before we chose to wake up. Wrapped up in that false assurance. Or rather
made silent promises that we would get our act together when the time came. We would. We could. [We didn't] For now the bare minimal would do. But then we rested dangerously on the knowledge that we'd always [somehow] make the Top 20 [again], surpass the past year's batch [as the previous years always did] and make it to a good JC [like everyone else]. But such dreams rest on powderpuff foundations which threaten to crumble into nothing but soft grey ash as we suddenly jerk awake...
And the screen will fall revealing...?
Hmm. I didn't say this to you that day so I'll say it now. It wasn't bad decision and it wasn't wrong.
Maybe you don't stand where I stand now. In the gallery watching the storm clouds press in, knowing that the difference between a stroke of lightning and another is just a brillaint flash of white which tears apart the heavens and then dissolves rapidly into the dark. A blink. It goes. And then. Nothing. Nothing recreates that split-second. And you're left wishing you hadn't been distracted by the raindrops on your hand.
And no one can afford, right now, to pull their eyes off the road to wonder if they should take another turn.
But then again. Maybe you're just like us before the storm set in.
Sleeping in a patch of sunshine with 14 more months between you and whatever's behind your screen.
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Sylvia thanks for lending me the history notes. I think I'll type a copy out and mail it to you. Ow's handwriting isn't that great, neither is the quality of my scanner. By the way, do you want your Yingyongwen back?
....I feel like I'm saying my last farewells.
Prelims lurk around the corner followed by graduation in a few weeks.
Then we part only to return for the O's and after that, disperse once again with just our sighs to fill the void.
Imagine.
And it was only last year when they were trying in vain to convince us of the truth, dropping desperate hints which fell on ears which heard but refused to listened. And we slept, deliberately choosing to believe the myth that everything was so far off. Slipping in and out of daydream, to foolishly allow one whole year to wither away before we chose to wake up. Wrapped up in that false assurance. Or rather
made silent promises that we would get our act together when the time came. We would. We could. [We didn't] For now the bare minimal would do. But then we rested dangerously on the knowledge that we'd always [somehow] make the Top 20 [again], surpass the past year's batch [as the previous years always did] and make it to a good JC [like everyone else]. But such dreams rest on powderpuff foundations which threaten to crumble into nothing but soft grey ash as we suddenly jerk awake...
And the screen will fall revealing...?
Hmm. I didn't say this to you that day so I'll say it now. It wasn't bad decision and it wasn't wrong.
Maybe you don't stand where I stand now. In the gallery watching the storm clouds press in, knowing that the difference between a stroke of lightning and another is just a brillaint flash of white which tears apart the heavens and then dissolves rapidly into the dark. A blink. It goes. And then. Nothing. Nothing recreates that split-second. And you're left wishing you hadn't been distracted by the raindrops on your hand.
And no one can afford, right now, to pull their eyes off the road to wonder if they should take another turn.
But then again. Maybe you're just like us before the storm set in.
Sleeping in a patch of sunshine with 14 more months between you and whatever's behind your screen.
Wednesday, September 03, 2003
English prelims today. Compo was so-so. Think my tense went a bit haywire. Article sounded more like a speech.
Gwen and I wrote on 'Victory'. She wrote about some bastard child whose mother dies and he's got to live with his stepbrother. She got so caught up with the story that she forgot her protaganist's name halfway so she just used "my brother" throughout. Then she forgot his gender later. Haha you rock Gwen!
But overall the compo part wasn't so bad I guess.
Then. There was compre.
....
Someone in the English department must have a serious obsession with travelling to Asia. Without fail, the passage is always about some Caucasian guy with too much time on his hands and wants to "find himself" and goes flying all about the world to places like rural India, Mongolia, [or in this instance] Nepal... >.<
Then once he's there he always has to go on some stupid journey in the countryside which will be, obviously, full of "difficulties and dangers" like...wild tropical storms or climbing trees with bees or trudging about aimlessly in a desert...or climbing up some mountain or sleeping on a boat with no toilet...and that crap takes up about nine long paragraphs which we have summarize into 160 words later. Bah.
And if its not about the self-discovery trip to Asia its about animals. Like African elephants. Or wild dogs. Or elephants in India. Or elephants being hunted. They like elephants a lot too yea.
Ho-hum. I wonder if they modeate for English? Maybe the school will be as kind as they were when we were in sec 2. 20 whole marks for our Maths papers! Passed by 2 marks only in the end though. And my mum was amazed.
And according to Sylvia, the fish monger was just next door complaining about how few A1s she had gotten, oblivious to the death glares she was getting. Hah. Wish I'd been there to see that.
Need new glasses. Pronto.
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Gwen and I wrote on 'Victory'. She wrote about some bastard child whose mother dies and he's got to live with his stepbrother. She got so caught up with the story that she forgot her protaganist's name halfway so she just used "my brother" throughout. Then she forgot his gender later. Haha you rock Gwen!
But overall the compo part wasn't so bad I guess.
Then. There was compre.
....
Someone in the English department must have a serious obsession with travelling to Asia. Without fail, the passage is always about some Caucasian guy with too much time on his hands and wants to "find himself" and goes flying all about the world to places like rural India, Mongolia, [or in this instance] Nepal... >.<
Then once he's there he always has to go on some stupid journey in the countryside which will be, obviously, full of "difficulties and dangers" like...wild tropical storms or climbing trees with bees or trudging about aimlessly in a desert...or climbing up some mountain or sleeping on a boat with no toilet...and that crap takes up about nine long paragraphs which we have summarize into 160 words later. Bah.
And if its not about the self-discovery trip to Asia its about animals. Like African elephants. Or wild dogs. Or elephants in India. Or elephants being hunted. They like elephants a lot too yea.
Ho-hum. I wonder if they modeate for English? Maybe the school will be as kind as they were when we were in sec 2. 20 whole marks for our Maths papers! Passed by 2 marks only in the end though. And my mum was amazed.
And according to Sylvia, the fish monger was just next door complaining about how few A1s she had gotten, oblivious to the death glares she was getting. Hah. Wish I'd been there to see that.
Need new glasses. Pronto.
Monday, September 01, 2003
Head of PCCG department: "Let us strive for our girls to get distinctions for the CME exam!"
I think that will just be a sad dream.
Civics and Moral Ed exam today. Examined the sorry state of our morals in half an hour. The whole MCQ section was relatively
-doh- Just testing the kind of values you learn in like, Haogongming in Primary School.
Sample Question:
You see a classmate taking a wallet from someone else's bag. What do you do?
A. Do nothing
B. Tell your form teacher/subject teacher
C. Persuade the friend to return the wallet
D. Leave an unsigned message in the General Office about your friend's wrongdoings.
Hm. Lying when you're answering questions during a CME exam seems rather...ironical :|
But the structured section was a different story altogther. Surprisingly enough, Social Studies came in quite handy for some of the questions such as "List 2 ways to prepare for old age". Hah. Just regurgitated everything from the Population chapter.
Another irony. Gwen, Ann, Sylv and I finished our CME project on Globalization just yesterday and we couldn't answer the question on the same topic during the exam. I guess we shouldn't have just copied and pasted our information from government websites and the SS textbook onto the powerpoint slides after all.
So. What are the benefits of a Global City?
Structured Question #1: Aside from physical challenges, what other obstacles do the aged face?
Amanda: The harsh reality that they are one step closer to their graves.
I think Dorai's going to have a headache marking.
Structured Question #2: More Parents are bringing their wayward kids to court. Is this the best solution? What alternative would you propose?
Amanda: Parents should buy their children more videogames so they'd stay at home more often to play them. Parents could also make use of such oppotunities to talk to and bond with their children.
And this has to be the best of them all.
Gwen: Teach the children CME.
English Prelims tomorrow.
I still don't know the format for formal and informal letters. Sigh.
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I think that will just be a sad dream.
Civics and Moral Ed exam today. Examined the sorry state of our morals in half an hour. The whole MCQ section was relatively
-doh- Just testing the kind of values you learn in like, Haogongming in Primary School.
Sample Question:
You see a classmate taking a wallet from someone else's bag. What do you do?
A. Do nothing
B. Tell your form teacher/subject teacher
C. Persuade the friend to return the wallet
D. Leave an unsigned message in the General Office about your friend's wrongdoings.
Hm. Lying when you're answering questions during a CME exam seems rather...ironical :|
But the structured section was a different story altogther. Surprisingly enough, Social Studies came in quite handy for some of the questions such as "List 2 ways to prepare for old age". Hah. Just regurgitated everything from the Population chapter.
Another irony. Gwen, Ann, Sylv and I finished our CME project on Globalization just yesterday and we couldn't answer the question on the same topic during the exam. I guess we shouldn't have just copied and pasted our information from government websites and the SS textbook onto the powerpoint slides after all.
So. What are the benefits of a Global City?
Structured Question #1: Aside from physical challenges, what other obstacles do the aged face?
Amanda: The harsh reality that they are one step closer to their graves.
I think Dorai's going to have a headache marking.
Structured Question #2: More Parents are bringing their wayward kids to court. Is this the best solution? What alternative would you propose?
Amanda: Parents should buy their children more videogames so they'd stay at home more often to play them. Parents could also make use of such oppotunities to talk to and bond with their children.
And this has to be the best of them all.
Gwen: Teach the children CME.
English Prelims tomorrow.
I still don't know the format for formal and informal letters. Sigh.