Well, I'm finally done in the choir!
I've passed on my committee position to Nat Foo, and I hope she'll cope well. What's left for me to do is maybe sing for a wedding, and then attend the Sec 4+5 farewell on the 18th of June.
Man, it sure is a very very big burden off my shoulders. No more responsibility for the girls in choir, not having to discipline them anymore, but it was a valuable learning journey. It was like one of those survival camp things, and I've made it through!
I may have slipped here and there, but overall it didn't go down too badly. After all, we did get two golds in Italy.
Say goodbye to your CHIJ Choir President 2008!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Monday, May 19th 2008
It's hard to believe how selfish the world can be sometimes.
Anyway, I had a flashback today. I suddenly remembered that very dark-skinned girl of about my age or younger at the Dubai airport, when I was on my way back from Italy.
We met at the sinks in the toilet. I was washing my hands, she was filling up a milk-bottle for, I assumed, a younger sibling. The girl was quite skinny and shy, but when I smiled at her reflection in the mirror, she smiled back at me. It was very sweet, knowing that two people, from entirely different parts of the world with different cultures and who speak different languages, can befriend and accept one another through a small gesture or two.
You see, it is possible for people of the world to live together in harmony! And then you wonder why war is still breaking out.
What stupid people.
Anyway, I had a flashback today. I suddenly remembered that very dark-skinned girl of about my age or younger at the Dubai airport, when I was on my way back from Italy.
We met at the sinks in the toilet. I was washing my hands, she was filling up a milk-bottle for, I assumed, a younger sibling. The girl was quite skinny and shy, but when I smiled at her reflection in the mirror, she smiled back at me. It was very sweet, knowing that two people, from entirely different parts of the world with different cultures and who speak different languages, can befriend and accept one another through a small gesture or two.
You see, it is possible for people of the world to live together in harmony! And then you wonder why war is still breaking out.
What stupid people.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Sunday, May 11th 2008
"Anger" is too subtle a word, don't you think?
Today went pretty badly, apart from when I was smiling like a madman in the CD store because I spotted Clay's new album, the one I've been anticipating for a week. Pure ecstasy, it was. It's hard, even for me, to believe that I'm still rooting for him. It's been five years, and I'm still a diehard fan, and am glad to know and say that it's not just for his looks.
I hated dinner with my family. T'was Mother's Day celebration, and we had to go to some restaurant for dinner, only no reservation was made and we wandered around in Tanjong Pagar (sp?) and then drove to Bugis and waited for a half hour until we finally got seats in this place with a steamboat buffet, what ever it's called. By that time, everyone was grumpy and hungry, and Dad was storming off, Mom was still making suggestions about where to eat, and Brother wasn't helping very much, either. Sis and I were just standing around, trying not to argue with the other three.
When we finally got in to some seats, we ate till we couldn't anymore, and then drove home in silence.
"Iron Man" is a fantastic movie, and Robert Downey Jr. is hot in it, especially when he is/was all sweaty smelting his armour. It's a fantastic, action-and-tech-packed movie with heavy metal music that I'm starting to like.
Going swimming with Vanessa tomorrow, then maybe to town after that. Good thing it's Marking Day tomorrow, so no school for us! Whether there's school or not, I've got to get some exercise. I felt so sluggish today, not having exercised, that I did conditioning exercises in my room. Ate lots of protein, too.
Today went pretty badly, apart from when I was smiling like a madman in the CD store because I spotted Clay's new album, the one I've been anticipating for a week. Pure ecstasy, it was. It's hard, even for me, to believe that I'm still rooting for him. It's been five years, and I'm still a diehard fan, and am glad to know and say that it's not just for his looks.
I hated dinner with my family. T'was Mother's Day celebration, and we had to go to some restaurant for dinner, only no reservation was made and we wandered around in Tanjong Pagar (sp?) and then drove to Bugis and waited for a half hour until we finally got seats in this place with a steamboat buffet, what ever it's called. By that time, everyone was grumpy and hungry, and Dad was storming off, Mom was still making suggestions about where to eat, and Brother wasn't helping very much, either. Sis and I were just standing around, trying not to argue with the other three.
When we finally got in to some seats, we ate till we couldn't anymore, and then drove home in silence.
"Iron Man" is a fantastic movie, and Robert Downey Jr. is hot in it, especially when he is/was all sweaty smelting his armour. It's a fantastic, action-and-tech-packed movie with heavy metal music that I'm starting to like.
Going swimming with Vanessa tomorrow, then maybe to town after that. Good thing it's Marking Day tomorrow, so no school for us! Whether there's school or not, I've got to get some exercise. I felt so sluggish today, not having exercised, that I did conditioning exercises in my room. Ate lots of protein, too.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
3rd May 2008
Willard is a pretty creepy movie, very demented.
It's about these rats who end up killing people, but Willard (played by Crispin Glover) is an amatuer killer compared to Hannibal Lecter.
I guess it's a start. In real life, Crispin really is quite creepy.
Very interested in watching more work by this guy.
The Math paper was a nightmare, as usual. I don't think I'll even be able to get 10 marks out of it, but I'll cut myself some slack for Math and Chinese for now. Chinese is getting slightly better, thanks to after-school sessions with Mdm Hong. As for Math, not yet, but I'll start early.
Sigh.
Two days to Clay Aiken's CD release!
It's about these rats who end up killing people, but Willard (played by Crispin Glover) is an amatuer killer compared to Hannibal Lecter.
I guess it's a start. In real life, Crispin really is quite creepy.
Very interested in watching more work by this guy.
The Math paper was a nightmare, as usual. I don't think I'll even be able to get 10 marks out of it, but I'll cut myself some slack for Math and Chinese for now. Chinese is getting slightly better, thanks to after-school sessions with Mdm Hong. As for Math, not yet, but I'll start early.
Sigh.
Two days to Clay Aiken's CD release!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Monday, April 28th 2008
It never fails to amaze me, how much I've grown in the past four/five years of my life.
Each time I come across some piece of me I've lost a while ago, there's this longing-for-the-past feeling. I guess some parts of my past is/was sad, but having had to go through those things, I learnt from my experiences; what not to do, what to do. Who to trust.
It was an extreme learning experience, and I've become less gullible, I've learnt to love myself more, and for who I am. I've learnt that people can't be changed easily, and I've made decisions about how I shouldn't try to change anyone, but just tolerate them. Society is made up of different types of people, and in my Singaporean society, the people are mostly selfish, and they are super-rude. There's the bad part of society, and there's the eenie-meenie good part, which I want to be part of. I hope I already am, but it's too much to hope for at the age of 16-17. People don't treat me as a human being yet.
Perhaps I should wait a while, maybe they'll change on their own?
Right now, I'll learn to love myself even more, and I'll do what I want.
Each time I come across some piece of me I've lost a while ago, there's this longing-for-the-past feeling. I guess some parts of my past is/was sad, but having had to go through those things, I learnt from my experiences; what not to do, what to do. Who to trust.
It was an extreme learning experience, and I've become less gullible, I've learnt to love myself more, and for who I am. I've learnt that people can't be changed easily, and I've made decisions about how I shouldn't try to change anyone, but just tolerate them. Society is made up of different types of people, and in my Singaporean society, the people are mostly selfish, and they are super-rude. There's the bad part of society, and there's the eenie-meenie good part, which I want to be part of. I hope I already am, but it's too much to hope for at the age of 16-17. People don't treat me as a human being yet.
Perhaps I should wait a while, maybe they'll change on their own?
Right now, I'll learn to love myself even more, and I'll do what I want.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Sunday, April 20th 2008
The internet is finally back! It's been gone for weeks.
It's tedious trying to complete my Art in time for my MY exams. I have two Art papers to do prep-work for. One is the 'O' paper, one is the MY Drawing and Painting paper. The 'O' and 'N' papers are the most difficult ones because it requires the candidate to stick to his/her chosen stimulus all year round, and work on it continuously, producing final work as well as prep-work.
Terrible.
I guess it is enjoyable, especially when I force myself to work on a certain drawing for days or even weeks, and it turns out exceptionally well. However, there's my drawing of a wilted flower that doesn't look like a wilted flower. The drawing of the rose looks more fresh, like it's actually a rose. The wilted flower looks like a rotting piece of human skin. I guess it wouldn't be too bad, since I do need pictures and drawings of rotting human flesh anyway.
My maggot-growing experiment (for Art prep) has failed drastically! Someone has stolen it! It's been gone from the tree since I've returned from Italy. I wonder what happened to the rotting piece of pork I put in the cage? I know ants burrowed into it and made many small holes in it, and there were some big, scary-looking flies buzzing around it, but that was all I saw before I went to Italy.
Oh, well. So much for wanting primary sources.
Yes! Clay Aiken's releasing another album, after many months of hiding! May 5th, 2008. YES YES YES!!!
"On My Way Here"
Small print: Only if nothing goes wrong with the shipment.
Am anticipating it.
It's tedious trying to complete my Art in time for my MY exams. I have two Art papers to do prep-work for. One is the 'O' paper, one is the MY Drawing and Painting paper. The 'O' and 'N' papers are the most difficult ones because it requires the candidate to stick to his/her chosen stimulus all year round, and work on it continuously, producing final work as well as prep-work.
Terrible.
I guess it is enjoyable, especially when I force myself to work on a certain drawing for days or even weeks, and it turns out exceptionally well. However, there's my drawing of a wilted flower that doesn't look like a wilted flower. The drawing of the rose looks more fresh, like it's actually a rose. The wilted flower looks like a rotting piece of human skin. I guess it wouldn't be too bad, since I do need pictures and drawings of rotting human flesh anyway.
My maggot-growing experiment (for Art prep) has failed drastically! Someone has stolen it! It's been gone from the tree since I've returned from Italy. I wonder what happened to the rotting piece of pork I put in the cage? I know ants burrowed into it and made many small holes in it, and there were some big, scary-looking flies buzzing around it, but that was all I saw before I went to Italy.
Oh, well. So much for wanting primary sources.
Yes! Clay Aiken's releasing another album, after many months of hiding! May 5th, 2008. YES YES YES!!!
"On My Way Here"
Small print: Only if nothing goes wrong with the shipment.
Am anticipating it.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Wednesday, April 2nd 2008
Still ill, unfortunately, but I participated actively in the strenuous physical activities today, such as HHF and PE.
Proud of myself.
Mrs Khoo finally changed our seating arrangement(s), so now I'm sitting diagonally in front of the teacher's table, which is great, because I can ask questions more easily, and the whiteboard is right in front of me. No stupid tall people with big heads/hair blocking me.
I wonder if Mrs Khoo would teach me Math one-on-one if I asked her? Can't help feeling bad because she obviously doesn't need any extra work, but I really want to pass my Math. I have to pass my Math in order to achieve my aim. I won't tell you what it is yet, in case I fail to achieve it.
Mrs Khoo has told me to seek help from other people countless times, people like my classmates (e.g. Regina, who sat beside me in class), but I refused, and still refuse to. I don't see why other people have to be dragged down with me. Can't ask family members, they'd just lose their patience and end up yelling at me. Mrs Khoo, however, is my Math teacher.
At least I've a reason to ask her.
Proud of myself.
Mrs Khoo finally changed our seating arrangement(s), so now I'm sitting diagonally in front of the teacher's table, which is great, because I can ask questions more easily, and the whiteboard is right in front of me. No stupid tall people with big heads/hair blocking me.
I wonder if Mrs Khoo would teach me Math one-on-one if I asked her? Can't help feeling bad because she obviously doesn't need any extra work, but I really want to pass my Math. I have to pass my Math in order to achieve my aim. I won't tell you what it is yet, in case I fail to achieve it.
Mrs Khoo has told me to seek help from other people countless times, people like my classmates (e.g. Regina, who sat beside me in class), but I refused, and still refuse to. I don't see why other people have to be dragged down with me. Can't ask family members, they'd just lose their patience and end up yelling at me. Mrs Khoo, however, is my Math teacher.
At least I've a reason to ask her.
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Tuesday, April 1st 2008
A quick update, I should be asleep by now.
Still ill, but perhaps not on the brink of dying anymore. Just coughing uncontrollably, and I've lost my voice completely. Throat is still giving me Hell.
I found it funny when Sab called me over the phone just now. I couldn't say anything! I ended up whispering into the phone, which requires no vibrating of the vocal chords.
I wonder how I'd react if I found out I couldn't sing anymore?
Still ill, but perhaps not on the brink of dying anymore. Just coughing uncontrollably, and I've lost my voice completely. Throat is still giving me Hell.
I found it funny when Sab called me over the phone just now. I couldn't say anything! I ended up whispering into the phone, which requires no vibrating of the vocal chords.
I wonder how I'd react if I found out I couldn't sing anymore?
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Thursday, March 27th 2008
It's very depressing to be ill.
Early this morning around 3am (Singapore time), I awoke with a temperature of 38.7 deg C, a very very sore throat, and coughing. It felt like my throat was swollen inside, and I couldn't swallow. The coughing hasn't been too bad, though. The fever made me feel really lousy, but I dragged myself to school.
Couldn't sing at/for school singers this morning, so I sat with my own class. Thankfully, I was welcomed by people there, and I sat at the back with people like Zu.
I was feeling too ill for the Accounts test today, so I wrote Mrs Chow a note asking if I could please take it another day. I hope Diana passed it to her for me. I've this strange fear that I wouldn't be able to catch up in my studies and as a result, do badly in the Mid-Years. I promised myself I'd do well.
At about 8.30am, I looked for Mrs Khoo and told her I wanted to go home. I had trouble climbing stairs. She told me to call Dad using the public phone which is, unfortunately, located in the canteen, which meant climbing lots of stairs! Mushuang followed me, so if anything happened to me, she could have called someone.
After Dad drove me back to AMK, he dropped me off at the Polyclinic with $50 and told me to go see the doctor while he drove my sister to school. I took my bag along so I could study Italian if I got bored waiting in the Polyclinic. I felt too sick to study Italian, or any other language or subject, so I spent the time watching Mr. Bean cartoons that were playing on "repeat" on a small television set there. It was very depressing to look around me and see no cute people.
After two hours of waiting during which I felt like I was about to die, my call number was finally flashed on the screen, and I went into the consultation room. Doctor wants me to stay home tomorrow as well. Etc etc, then I went home while Dad stayed to collect my medicine for me. I was prescribed paracetamol, diphenhydramine and dequalinium.
Sounds scary, I know.
Got home, slept till 7.30pm, ate my dinner. Dinner was take-away fish porridge, which almost killed me to eat. My throat burned like hell. Took a shower, and here I am now, blogging.
I last saw Franco one week ago. I still miss him! If anyone has any pictures of him, please SEND.
Early this morning around 3am (Singapore time), I awoke with a temperature of 38.7 deg C, a very very sore throat, and coughing. It felt like my throat was swollen inside, and I couldn't swallow. The coughing hasn't been too bad, though. The fever made me feel really lousy, but I dragged myself to school.
Couldn't sing at/for school singers this morning, so I sat with my own class. Thankfully, I was welcomed by people there, and I sat at the back with people like Zu.
I was feeling too ill for the Accounts test today, so I wrote Mrs Chow a note asking if I could please take it another day. I hope Diana passed it to her for me. I've this strange fear that I wouldn't be able to catch up in my studies and as a result, do badly in the Mid-Years. I promised myself I'd do well.
At about 8.30am, I looked for Mrs Khoo and told her I wanted to go home. I had trouble climbing stairs. She told me to call Dad using the public phone which is, unfortunately, located in the canteen, which meant climbing lots of stairs! Mushuang followed me, so if anything happened to me, she could have called someone.
After Dad drove me back to AMK, he dropped me off at the Polyclinic with $50 and told me to go see the doctor while he drove my sister to school. I took my bag along so I could study Italian if I got bored waiting in the Polyclinic. I felt too sick to study Italian, or any other language or subject, so I spent the time watching Mr. Bean cartoons that were playing on "repeat" on a small television set there. It was very depressing to look around me and see no cute people.
After two hours of waiting during which I felt like I was about to die, my call number was finally flashed on the screen, and I went into the consultation room. Doctor wants me to stay home tomorrow as well. Etc etc, then I went home while Dad stayed to collect my medicine for me. I was prescribed paracetamol, diphenhydramine and dequalinium.
Sounds scary, I know.
Got home, slept till 7.30pm, ate my dinner. Dinner was take-away fish porridge, which almost killed me to eat. My throat burned like hell. Took a shower, and here I am now, blogging.
I last saw Franco one week ago. I still miss him! If anyone has any pictures of him, please SEND.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Sunday, March 23rd 2008
TWO GOLDS, PEOPLE!
All in one day, too. We had to endure 14 hours of sheer torture, but we survived and came through with 2 golds!
Italy is beautiful. I shall go there again just before I die, so I'll die there.
Franco is so cute.
It was so depressing to fly back home to Singapore, because the minute I stepped out of the plane, there were absolutely no cute people. It's as if I'm on a different planet altogether!
I guess I'm really happy I went on the trip. Got to see plenty of churches and stuff, and naked statues. It rained on Good Friday at around 3 pm again.
The whole choir competition part was hell, juniors gave trouble, but never mind, I won't stay in this choir very much longer.
I love Italy.
All in one day, too. We had to endure 14 hours of sheer torture, but we survived and came through with 2 golds!
Italy is beautiful. I shall go there again just before I die, so I'll die there.
Franco is so cute.
It was so depressing to fly back home to Singapore, because the minute I stepped out of the plane, there were absolutely no cute people. It's as if I'm on a different planet altogether!
I guess I'm really happy I went on the trip. Got to see plenty of churches and stuff, and naked statues. It rained on Good Friday at around 3 pm again.
The whole choir competition part was hell, juniors gave trouble, but never mind, I won't stay in this choir very much longer.
I love Italy.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Sunday, March 9th 2008
I guess it's a good thing I'll be missing the first week of school in Term 2. It's when all the homework would be collected, and I haven't very much time to do the truckload I was assigned. Competition in 2 categories, all the way in Italy, in 5 days!
What's so scary is that we don't even sound prepared.
At least we'll get to play for 6 days there.
Was supposed to go swimming this morning, but it was drizzling, so I ended up staying home. It's depressing, really. I spent the morning watching "December Boys" ,watching Elvis Presley on Youtube and saving photos of him. I'm trying to find a good one for drawing.
I figured that since I managed to draw Bob Marley, I could draw Elvis, too.
Bob's dreadlocks almost killed me.
Planned to go to Orchard today to buy nice pyjamas, but it looks like I wouldn't be let out, so I'm going to just stay home and rot today. I could go after choir on Thursday.
Mom and Dad are still talking about buying a 42-inch plasma TV set that we really don't need. Sometimes I wonder why they're so stingy about other things that we do need.
They think that moving furniture and hanging CNY decorations on our front gate would help them win the 4-D. How stupid they are.
I did some lonesome shopping the other day. Went on a hunt at Far East Plaza for a vest, hair-clips, and then to AMK Hub for a pouch-thing. Felt some sort of accomplishment after I got home that day.
Think I'll do some Biology later. I hope I won't miss out on too much during the first week of Term 2. Can't afford to. T'is a crucial year!
Mark my words, I'll do well in the Mid-Years.
What's so scary is that we don't even sound prepared.
At least we'll get to play for 6 days there.
Was supposed to go swimming this morning, but it was drizzling, so I ended up staying home. It's depressing, really. I spent the morning watching "December Boys" ,watching Elvis Presley on Youtube and saving photos of him. I'm trying to find a good one for drawing.
I figured that since I managed to draw Bob Marley, I could draw Elvis, too.
Bob's dreadlocks almost killed me.
Planned to go to Orchard today to buy nice pyjamas, but it looks like I wouldn't be let out, so I'm going to just stay home and rot today. I could go after choir on Thursday.
Mom and Dad are still talking about buying a 42-inch plasma TV set that we really don't need. Sometimes I wonder why they're so stingy about other things that we do need.
They think that moving furniture and hanging CNY decorations on our front gate would help them win the 4-D. How stupid they are.
I did some lonesome shopping the other day. Went on a hunt at Far East Plaza for a vest, hair-clips, and then to AMK Hub for a pouch-thing. Felt some sort of accomplishment after I got home that day.
Think I'll do some Biology later. I hope I won't miss out on too much during the first week of Term 2. Can't afford to. T'is a crucial year!
Mark my words, I'll do well in the Mid-Years.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Monday, March 3rd 2008
I miss the days when I would just draw, in my sketchbook, Elvis Presley.
I miss shaping his hair with my pencil, strand by strand, and dancing around in my room like a loony to "Blue Suede Shoes".
Now it seems as if there's no time for all that. Two tests tomorrow! Both are re-tests, by the way. I didn't exactly do that badly.
A little part of me wants to have my seat changed. It's not as if I dislike Regina in any way. I just fear that my grades will slide further. They're bad enough now. I don't want Mrs Chow pinning any faults on her. I'm not asking to be seated with someone I can't stand. I think I'm asking to sit alone. If Mrs Khoo does change my seat and put me beside someone I can't stand, I'll request to sit alone. After all, our class has 41 students, so if I sit alone, it'll still be fine.
Now, for some good news. Remember a few posts back, I mentioned having studied hard for the Bio test on the Nervous & Hormonal system? I got full marks for it!
I guess 10 marks doesn't sound very impressive, but it's all there is to the test. I love it when I study my head off and then score full marks in a test, or at least very well. There's a sense of accomplishment.
Wow, Elvis was fantastic.
I miss shaping his hair with my pencil, strand by strand, and dancing around in my room like a loony to "Blue Suede Shoes".
Now it seems as if there's no time for all that. Two tests tomorrow! Both are re-tests, by the way. I didn't exactly do that badly.
A little part of me wants to have my seat changed. It's not as if I dislike Regina in any way. I just fear that my grades will slide further. They're bad enough now. I don't want Mrs Chow pinning any faults on her. I'm not asking to be seated with someone I can't stand. I think I'm asking to sit alone. If Mrs Khoo does change my seat and put me beside someone I can't stand, I'll request to sit alone. After all, our class has 41 students, so if I sit alone, it'll still be fine.
Now, for some good news. Remember a few posts back, I mentioned having studied hard for the Bio test on the Nervous & Hormonal system? I got full marks for it!
I guess 10 marks doesn't sound very impressive, but it's all there is to the test. I love it when I study my head off and then score full marks in a test, or at least very well. There's a sense of accomplishment.
Wow, Elvis was fantastic.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Friday, February 22 2008
Well, the past few days have been depressing.
There were tests- Bio, Math. Tomorrow's Social Studies, and Physics on Monday.
I studied hard for Bio, not as hard for Math, and I haven't studied for Social Studies, let alone Physics. Not planning to do very much about Social Studies, though. Gonna just read through the chapter and memorise the steps.
Failed another test today- Accounts. Mrs Chow didn't tell me to drop Accounts this time, she just said there's been "some kind of improvement", even though I only got 6/25. I guess she's right, in a way. After she gave out all the papers, I needed to go to the toilet, but I refused to speak to Mrs Chow, so I didn't. Waited until her lesson was over.
Poor Mrs Khoo is still ill, coughing very badly. She's been sick for the past 2 or 3 weeks, and it's worrying. I wish she'd get more rest and recover. Must be hell having a form class like mine.
Chenlaoshi doesn't seem to hate us as much as she did last month. Last month, her face would turn black the minute she stepped into our class. Now she manages a smile or two, and doesn't scream so much for no reason (or with reason). She called me a good kid yesterday. Now, that's a miracle. Two. One is being called a "good kid", the other is being called that by Chenlaoshi.
Shall study hard for tingxie next week.
Tomorrow is going to be packed again. SS test in the morning, Choir after that, lunch, home to shower, then ballet @ Orchard. Gonna spend Sunday studying for Physics and doing Art.
There were tests- Bio, Math. Tomorrow's Social Studies, and Physics on Monday.
I studied hard for Bio, not as hard for Math, and I haven't studied for Social Studies, let alone Physics. Not planning to do very much about Social Studies, though. Gonna just read through the chapter and memorise the steps.
Failed another test today- Accounts. Mrs Chow didn't tell me to drop Accounts this time, she just said there's been "some kind of improvement", even though I only got 6/25. I guess she's right, in a way. After she gave out all the papers, I needed to go to the toilet, but I refused to speak to Mrs Chow, so I didn't. Waited until her lesson was over.
Poor Mrs Khoo is still ill, coughing very badly. She's been sick for the past 2 or 3 weeks, and it's worrying. I wish she'd get more rest and recover. Must be hell having a form class like mine.
Chenlaoshi doesn't seem to hate us as much as she did last month. Last month, her face would turn black the minute she stepped into our class. Now she manages a smile or two, and doesn't scream so much for no reason (or with reason). She called me a good kid yesterday. Now, that's a miracle. Two. One is being called a "good kid", the other is being called that by Chenlaoshi.
Shall study hard for tingxie next week.
Tomorrow is going to be packed again. SS test in the morning, Choir after that, lunch, home to shower, then ballet @ Orchard. Gonna spend Sunday studying for Physics and doing Art.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Tuesday, February 19th 2008
Something's been bugging me.
Two weeks back, I failed an Accounts test. Terribly, too. Mrs Chow, my Accounts teacher, called another girl and I up to her desk to have a talk. She urged me to drop Accounts. It didn't seem like she wanted me gone, but she just wanted me to have more time for other subjects, but I was insulted all the same.
She insisted that I drop, and she's been insisting for the past two weeks, though only twice, thrice at most. Today, she urged me to drop it again, after I told her I discovered I did total rubbish for my Capital Accounts. I realised my mistake on my own, she didn't mention anything before, but she urged me to drop Accounts again.
Once again, I stubbornly replied, "No."
She keeps asking why, and I can't answer her because I don't know why. I guess it's partially because I don't want to seem like someone who can't cope, even if I am that sort of person. I don't want to be looked down upon, like I'm someone who can't study or something. I know myself as someone who can.
The other part of the reason, I just don't know.
Maybe it's because I know that even if I drop Accounts and get extra time for my weaker subjects, I won't use that time because I simply have insufficient discipline. I know myself well enough to say that.
I may not love myself enough, but I've known myself for 16 years, my whole life. I know I don't have much self-discipline, and nobody can deny that I know myself best, and for the longest time.
Two weeks back, I failed an Accounts test. Terribly, too. Mrs Chow, my Accounts teacher, called another girl and I up to her desk to have a talk. She urged me to drop Accounts. It didn't seem like she wanted me gone, but she just wanted me to have more time for other subjects, but I was insulted all the same.
She insisted that I drop, and she's been insisting for the past two weeks, though only twice, thrice at most. Today, she urged me to drop it again, after I told her I discovered I did total rubbish for my Capital Accounts. I realised my mistake on my own, she didn't mention anything before, but she urged me to drop Accounts again.
Once again, I stubbornly replied, "No."
She keeps asking why, and I can't answer her because I don't know why. I guess it's partially because I don't want to seem like someone who can't cope, even if I am that sort of person. I don't want to be looked down upon, like I'm someone who can't study or something. I know myself as someone who can.
The other part of the reason, I just don't know.
Maybe it's because I know that even if I drop Accounts and get extra time for my weaker subjects, I won't use that time because I simply have insufficient discipline. I know myself well enough to say that.
I may not love myself enough, but I've known myself for 16 years, my whole life. I know I don't have much self-discipline, and nobody can deny that I know myself best, and for the longest time.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Tuesday, February 12th 2008
It's been a real struggle trying to juggle studies, CCA and my personal life. There always seems to be homework and scores to memorise, and it's all pretty tedious at the moment. I'm lucky I have the time to blog!
I didn't come online solely to blog, though. I just sent Dawn a third batch of information for our Geog project.
Choir tomorrow, Accounts test on Thursday, Bio test on Monday. Gonna ace the Bio test, but not so sure about the Accounts test. Need to do Art as well.
My goodness!
I didn't come online solely to blog, though. I just sent Dawn a third batch of information for our Geog project.
Choir tomorrow, Accounts test on Thursday, Bio test on Monday. Gonna ace the Bio test, but not so sure about the Accounts test. Need to do Art as well.
My goodness!
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Thursday, February 7 2008
It's Chinese New Year, Day 1, and it's super-boring.
No visiting today, all crammed into tomorrow. Slept in today, woke up at 12.59pm, took a shower, ate a little and then came online.
Even my imagination seems more interesting.
Every year people give me Valentine's Day gifts but I never seem to give any. I admire the people who actually take the effort to pack a bag of sweets for every person in the class, or things like that. I was considering giving Art, but I don't think I'll have time.
Can't wait to start a sketchbook full of "excellent drawings". Only really good ones, and occasional notes on them. It'll be so artistic, and it'll also help me practice my drawing skills, since I plan to do illustration for my 'O' level Art.
Plenty of patience needed.
No visiting today, all crammed into tomorrow. Slept in today, woke up at 12.59pm, took a shower, ate a little and then came online.
Even my imagination seems more interesting.
Every year people give me Valentine's Day gifts but I never seem to give any. I admire the people who actually take the effort to pack a bag of sweets for every person in the class, or things like that. I was considering giving Art, but I don't think I'll have time.
Can't wait to start a sketchbook full of "excellent drawings". Only really good ones, and occasional notes on them. It'll be so artistic, and it'll also help me practice my drawing skills, since I plan to do illustration for my 'O' level Art.
Plenty of patience needed.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Tuesday, January 29th 2008
Ever since the bloody newspaper article was released, the public has been noticably hostile towards me (and other IJ girls). I'm going to make one thing clear:
I am from CHIJ and I'm damn proud of it.
Still, there's one thing I don't get. Why is the media and society making a big deal out of a girl selling her used underwear over the internet? It is proven legal, after all, so why? Is the media just bored and running out of things to write about?
I guess the people in the media need to earn a living, but surely there's no need to generalise. IJ girls are human, too, you know. In case you still don't know, we have feelings, and to Hell with all the people who don't believe that.
There's no need to spit at/on IJ girls just because our uniform was used in those pictures that one girl took. I wasn't spat at/on, thank goodness, but people have been hostile towards me. I think I deserve more respect than what I'm getting.
Everyone's human, so why can't we all be treated equally?
Man, woman, both or neither, black, white or asian, whichever religion.
I am from CHIJ and I'm damn proud of it.
Still, there's one thing I don't get. Why is the media and society making a big deal out of a girl selling her used underwear over the internet? It is proven legal, after all, so why? Is the media just bored and running out of things to write about?
I guess the people in the media need to earn a living, but surely there's no need to generalise. IJ girls are human, too, you know. In case you still don't know, we have feelings, and to Hell with all the people who don't believe that.
There's no need to spit at/on IJ girls just because our uniform was used in those pictures that one girl took. I wasn't spat at/on, thank goodness, but people have been hostile towards me. I think I deserve more respect than what I'm getting.
Everyone's human, so why can't we all be treated equally?
Man, woman, both or neither, black, white or asian, whichever religion.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Tuesday, January 15th 2008
I can't seem to find the Giordano picture anywhere on the internet! I guess I'll just have to take my camera to Giordano, then.
This is strangely depressing. I don't know what to type about. Nothing really interesting has happened these past few days, except that I saw a decomposing body of an animal, saw it go through the entire decomposition process.
It's frightening how quickly those decomposers work. By the end of one day of it's death, it was fully eaten by maggots (HUNDREDS).
Right now I'm just uploading songs onto/charging Dad's MP3 player. I have two tests tomorrow, and I've to be at school by 6.45am. Guess I'll scoot off to bed now.
This is strangely depressing. I don't know what to type about. Nothing really interesting has happened these past few days, except that I saw a decomposing body of an animal, saw it go through the entire decomposition process.
It's frightening how quickly those decomposers work. By the end of one day of it's death, it was fully eaten by maggots (HUNDREDS).
Right now I'm just uploading songs onto/charging Dad's MP3 player. I have two tests tomorrow, and I've to be at school by 6.45am. Guess I'll scoot off to bed now.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Monday, December 31st 2007
I think that John Travolta's Edna from "Hairspray" is the cutest character ever!
Friday, December 28, 2007
Friday, December 28th 2007
Well.
The way I spend my days nowadays is absolutely dreadful. I actually have to walk around the house, looking for something to do. I have to admit, I have certain things to do, that I don't want to, like homework. Thank goodness there are only MCQs. You only have four options- A, B, C or D. Heh. I've already done seven pages of it, and will probably try to do more if I can bring myself to sit and concentrate, but if I fail to do so, I can always randomly answer the questions. I guess it would make me feel guilty, but I think I'll let it go just this once.
It just occured to me that getting my parents to sign my report book will be easy this time, since I plan to include my 'N's results slip. The results that're in the report book don't look very pretty, but just this once, I don't think my parents will give a damn.
I haven't told them anything about my 'N's results apart from "I passed everything except Chinese", and even after hearing that, they wanted to take me out to celebrate. Well, Mom did. Dad didn't say anything.
However, I told them it wasn't worth celebrating it.
Hah, I haven't told them a lot of things, like being on the choir comm, let alone what position. Oh, you readers didn't know either. They didn't even know I was having 'N' prelims when I was! Oh, well.
Their ignorance is my bliss.
The way I spend my days nowadays is absolutely dreadful. I actually have to walk around the house, looking for something to do. I have to admit, I have certain things to do, that I don't want to, like homework. Thank goodness there are only MCQs. You only have four options- A, B, C or D. Heh. I've already done seven pages of it, and will probably try to do more if I can bring myself to sit and concentrate, but if I fail to do so, I can always randomly answer the questions. I guess it would make me feel guilty, but I think I'll let it go just this once.
It just occured to me that getting my parents to sign my report book will be easy this time, since I plan to include my 'N's results slip. The results that're in the report book don't look very pretty, but just this once, I don't think my parents will give a damn.
I haven't told them anything about my 'N's results apart from "I passed everything except Chinese", and even after hearing that, they wanted to take me out to celebrate. Well, Mom did. Dad didn't say anything.
However, I told them it wasn't worth celebrating it.
Hah, I haven't told them a lot of things, like being on the choir comm, let alone what position. Oh, you readers didn't know either. They didn't even know I was having 'N' prelims when I was! Oh, well.
Their ignorance is my bliss.
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