Exhale

My dad just got totally ripped off yesterday at some Chinese restaruant. We went there to celebrate (prematurely) my mum's birthday and the waitress was really insistent that we order fruit juice - and with good reason as we later found out. So anyway we gave in and ordered 3 glasses of apple juice eventually. I did something stupid when I mixed up the layer of pulp floating ontop, so all the juice got oxidated and turned into this really murky shade of brown. Ian saw this and started laughing and sipping his lime juice with a very superior look on his face before he choked because he forgot to pour in the syrup. But anyway, got the bill later and my dad stares at it and hisses at me: "OMG! Thirty three dollars for apple juice???!!!!!! Think of all the apples I could've bought with that money!" following which he refused to look at the bill anymore. I think he tried to console himself by reminding us that people shouldn't be cheapskate when they eat in Chinese restaurants. Don't think he sounded very convincing much less convinced though.

Mum got a new car for her bday. We've been meaning to scrape our old one for years; It kept breaking down in the middle of the road. This new one's really noisy though. It makes all sorts of different funny sounds when you i) go into reverse. ii) unlock it. iii) try and steal it. This does come in useful sometimes though. Couldn't find the car after we were done shopping so my dad whipped out that little electronic thing you can use to unlock the car from a distance away and kept pressing the 'unlock' button while walking around the carpark.

Dad: Baby where are youuuu?? *press*
Car: *loud honking somewhere*
Dad: Baabbbeeeeeee *walks toward sound*
Car: *more honking*
Dad: *singing* Baaa-bbbeeeeeee....I hear yo-ouuuu!!!
Car: *responds with another loud honk*
Dad: *finds the car* Baby!!!! Oh you smart boy...

Then he kinda hugged the car. Hmm.

I feel like just staying at home and not bothering about school anymore. PW. Chinese. Its all a huge DRAG. Do I sound whiny and immature? I don't really care though. I've worked hard this whole freaking year and I don't want to anymore. Just let me fail chinese (well) in peace. Let PW be over with. Let someone else do it. Why do I care so much? I shouldn't!

Now I just wish I could let go of my conscience.

posted by Jeanne @ 9:12 PM

There's a cricket in my mum's room which has been keeping us awake the past few nights with its humming. My dad's gloating over it. He's been sore ever since my mum banished him from the room because he snored too much and too loudly.

Dad: Hah! This is divine retribution! You shouldn't have kicked me out! Now its crickets...next it'll be frogs...then locusts...then all the water in the toilet will turn into blood...
Mum: *snaps* You think you're very funny don't you? Just keep quiet!
Dad: *winks at me*

Went for some NKF symposium today.Basically saw the CEO of the organization trying to justify why the NKF's so rich. Quiite informative but I wish it didn't have to be on a saturday morning *grouchy* Elim Chew, the person who founded 77th street, went up to talk too and it was really fun because her presentation consisted of breakdancers and her just blatantly waving $10 vouchers for 77th Street in our faces and having people rush up to grab them. She was trying to demonstrate the merit of 'seizing opportunities'. And some people definitely did that. Literally crawled over their seats for free waterbottles and vouchers.

Ah. Shoot. Really need caffeine. *keels over*

posted by Jeanne @ 1:27 AM

Had a most disturbing and weird dream last night. I dreamt I went to the movies to watch this cartoon with my mum. And my entire dream was literally, that movie; I actually came up with an original cartoon/show in my dream! The movie was about these living blobs who worked in a hospital. Most of the details have been lost but I remember one of the blobs was a pregnant nurse named Lollipop and she was pink. And there was this weird old male nurse who was some loner and celebrated his birthday alone in a dark hospital ward blowing out a solitary candle in his birthday cake. He had a crush on lollipop and there was some love triangle. My dreams puzzle and scare me most of the time.

Gwen came over to my house after her Bio paper. She wanted to do scene summarie for Othello in my room but there wasn't much space on my desk, which was completely swamped with all my dad's stuff. Come to it, it isn't even really my room because I don't live in it except when I need to use the computer. Managed to solve the problem of my messy table by just displacing and shoving most of the junk to the right and the rest to the left so we ended up with this tiny empty space in the middle. Was suddenly reminded of Moses parting the Red Sea as I tried to make my table more of a table. Weird.

I also showed her my 2nd, unoffiicial table. The box in the living room which contains our new TV which my dad hasn't had time to install. Its piled up with all the files and worksheets which I can't put into my room because its messy enough. I seriously need to spring clean one of these days.

Went to school later with her for exams. Who is the idiot who keeps the backgate locked? Just leave it open la! *grumbles* John, Shawn and I came back from ACSI after lunch about 3 days ago and tried unsuccessfuly to enter by the back..It was locked. As usual. So we walked all the way to where the NLs were and tried to climb over the fence. I climbed all the way to the top but then chickened out cause it looked damn high so I climbed down again. I am so pathetic. So Shawn climbed over by himself and I got stuck with a very irritated John who accompanied me to the front gate.

John: Sheeeeeeesh... Did you even try to swing yourself over?
Me: *whining* ...It was scary!
John: Sheeesssh.
Me: But it really was....
John: Are you whining?
Me: Yea. *pause* I think I whine a lot.
John: *grumbles* Sheeeeesh..Now we have to go the long way..
Me: Well I didn't ask you to follow me!
John: Oh ok cool. *starts to climb over the fence*
Me: *super whiny* Nooo.... Joooohhhhnnnn.....
John: See! See!! Shheeeeeesssssh... *follows me grudgingly to the front gate*

Same thing today when Gwen and I went to school. Gwen contemplated cutting a hole in the fence. Ended up walking to the front gate again because we ddin't feel like climbing.

Oo...I'm 17 tomorrow! Do I feel different? ....No...not at all in fact. Birthdays may be overrated. Got candy from Aaron for my bday present! It came in some tube which I was supposed to unscrew. But I didn't know that so I kinda broke it to get to the candy. Oops :S But Gwen managed to fix it for me so its alright now.

My blog is getting boring. I have no life. Horrors.

posted by Jeanne @ 8:35 PM

Its ironic that I've started sleeping more during examination week. Promos could actually do the dark rings under my eyes some good.

Chinese was a joke. Didn't understand the comprehension and didn't get the summary. For the essay I did some argumentative on whether Singaporean youths took for granted how lucky they were. It was so bad it could almost be funny. I wrote some rubbish about how Singaporeans were lucky to live in a safe place where senior citizens could have 'peace of mind' because they could walk around alone at night and not get mugged and or murdered. And I added in some really out of point stuff about how Singapore had trees and flowers just bursting out of every corner. Gosh...its kinda stupid now that I think about it. My MCQ answers were all guesswork. At this rate I'm not even sure I'll pass A/O. I just hope I fail well, get a D and create a HUGE BONFIRE AND SAY BYE TO CHINESE FOREVER!!!!!! *delirium*

posted by Jeanne @ 9:32 PM

Anjali: *months ago. Whining* You haven't blogged in eons....
Me: Well... I can promise that I'll blog once a month.
Anjali: ...OH WOW.

Elaine: *even more months ago* BLOG DAMN IT.

Resolution: To blog more frequently. Entries should not be pointless.

Having Chinese promos next monday. I think the sole purpose of Chinese exams nowadays are to see how badly we fail because passing seems a distant dream for at least 3/4 of the population. Every wednesday, Mel, John and I hide outside our history classroom waiting for our Chinese teacher and her class to vacate the room because we seem to have developed this phobia of her. So its like, 3 people standing in a line (according to height for some strange reason), pressed against the wall, out of sight. Then Sir will come along, give us weird looks and wave energetically at our Chinese teacher going 'They're over here!!!'

We had a substitute Chinese teacher a few weeks ago. It was pretty weird because she was like some human tape recorder. Her speech was limited only to a few phrases which she would repeat over and over again with little variation regardless of whatever question we asked her. Then when we asked her something which she couldn't possibly give her standard response to - ie: "Do your homework...Be Quiet...Do your homework...Be Quiet...there are still 2 more minutes to the bell" - she just acted like she didn't hear! =/ Seriously freaky. Gwen says that at least I'm lucky I didn't get her ex-Chinese teacher whom I heard is really nasty. Her brother calls her 'Satan' which I suppose says quite a lot.

Sometimes I feel sorry for Chinese teachers. But not really enough to make me memorize all those idioms and phrases which don't make sense like 'throwing faggots into the fire'. Something really gets lost in translation over there.

Went back to Crescent last tuesday as part of the AC Outreach programme. It was kinda fun though we didn't do much except help pass questions from the girls to the teachers in charge. Then Lawrence Ang told everyone that swimming PE was compulsory in AC "because we have a swimming pool" and the entire hall went "HAAAARRRRHHH???" Haha...always evokes that kind of response. Think they're trying to get this year's cohort of hockey girls into AC - Joelle! You have to come!! :D:D:D:D

Fun fact: Apparently horseback riding is a CCA in AC!

posted by Jeanne @ 4:19 PM