According to the computer man, the computer's so badly crashed that even the keyboard blew! Apparently a HUGE power surge went through mycomputer, so much so that he asked whether my house had been recently struck by lightning. Hence, here I am all the way in Outram using my mum's rather prehistoric computer with super sucky internet connections to catch up with me emails and what not. I reckon I'll have to stay with her in the office till late as she stays to finish her work.. Hello KFC delivery.
I've been feeling rather neglected off late, emotionally drained from my attempts to understand all the chaotic, semi-dissolved relationships around me. Plus the fact that my mum's been swarmed with work ever since the end of last year( makes me hate law even more) and leaving her no choice but to abandon her darling daughter home alone most days of the week. The crashing of the Computer doesn't help one bit, it removed the other form of human interaction I thrived on - emails and MSN. Thank foodness the phone lines weren't cut off too, I reckon I'd hjave probably started talking to the cat downstairs out of desperation. It has suddenly dawned upon me how reliant I am on the Internet with regards to my social well-being. My monologues on the blog give me a sense that someone's listening even if there isn't. I don't care how disillusioned I am as long as I'm comforted and not end up talking to Mr Kitty Cat downstairs. And my frequent emails to my sister across the globe are things which I truly look forward to each week, the highlights of my day, really miss her. =(
Which comes to my next train of thought of furthering my education. To my misfortune, the one course that I am keen to take (Special Education) is non-existant in Singapore unless you're looking at a miserable diploma from NYP. Do I have the financial and mental capability to spend few years in another country? My sister has been gone for a mere few months and already I'm terrified of some of the experiences she goes through. It's a saddening thought, being in a foreign land without your friends and family.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
Study!!!
Haha, in view of all the mad mugging going around for the next few days, my considerate friend forwarded this hilarious mail that we can all make use of should we forgo mugging and decide to write crap during exams. This seems to be an extremely viable option for us Physics students when even understanding the question is a problem as terms you've never seen before are thrown into sentences with grammatical structures you never knew existed either.
I must say his art's pretty good.
I know it's blur, it's some question on determinig the sex of cats, I think you can guess for yourself what the answer was!
And for our Math-haters!! I'm sure you've seen some of them before:
Not forgetting this classic.
I posted the Chemistry one in November 2006, look at the archives if you want to see that one, it's hilarious as well, haha...
I particularly like this one!
I must say his art's pretty good. 
And let's not forget our poor Bio students, I'm sure memorising stuff about miniscule organisms you can hardly see may seem senseless and futile at times.
I know it's blur, it's some question on determinig the sex of cats, I think you can guess for yourself what the answer was!And for our Math-haters!! I'm sure you've seen some of them before:I really really like this one!! haha...
Not forgetting this classic.I posted the Chemistry one in November 2006, look at the archives if you want to see that one, it's hilarious as well, haha...
Okay poor servents of the education system, continue mugging!!
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Those were the days!
Here's a real good e-mail chio yanwen forwarded to me, I think it's really damn funny recalling these things:
Fond memories For those who born in the 70s and 80s.
1. You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja turtles, My Little Pony and Smurfs too.
2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too.
3. You know what SBC stands for.
4. You pay 40 cents for Chocolate or Strawberry MILK every week in class.
5. You watch a very popular Malay dubbed Japanese drama on RTM1 about schoolgirls who possess powerful skills in volleyball called Meoro Attack.
6. You find your friends with pagers and handphone cool in Secondary school.
7. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are madeof wood and the cushion is red. The big red bell gives a loud BEEP! when pressed. There are colourful tickets for TIBS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole in the ticket.
8. Envelopes given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.
9. You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.
10. You were there when they first introduced MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.
11. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. (What the!@?)
12. Gals are fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls and Polly Pocket used to fit in your pocket.
13. You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.
14. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka (20 cents per pack), and Ding Dang (50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changes every week not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ring pop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring.
15. You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.
16. Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven are probably the thickest story books you ever thought you have read. Even Sweet Valley High and Malory Towers.
17. KFC used to be a high class restaurant that serve food in plates and let you use metal forks and knives.
18. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and stupid idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'super white'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien relative.
19. Catching was the IN thing and twist as the magic word.
20. Your English workbooks was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow. PETS still existed and you'd spend USSR or Contact Time on Wednesdays looking for the squirrel/rat/rabbit on every double page.
21. CDIS were your bestfriend (Mrs Chan our principal used to host those documentaries!)
22. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths.
23. Waterbottles were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go.
24. Boys loved to play soccer with small plastic balls in the basketball court.
25. Teng-teng, five stones, chapteh, hentam bola and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too...
26. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being themost important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fish.
27. Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, eternalized in our minds from the textbooks. Even Mr Wally & Mr. Yakki. What abt Miss Lala??? And Zaki and Tini in Malay Textbooks Chinese exercise book squares were HUGE!
28. We carry out experiments of our own to get yourself badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist .
29. Every Children's day and National day you either get pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or dumb files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.
30. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother.
31. We wear BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.
32. Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.
33. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality
34. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.
35. School dismissal time was normally around 1 pm.
36. There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday.
37. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday.
38. You see Wee Kim Wee's face in the school hall.
39. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl
40. Boys like to catch fighting spiders.
41. Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.
42. Autograph books were loaded with "BestWishes", "Forget Me Not", and small poems like "Bird fly high, hard to catch.Friend like you, hard to forget".
43. Class monitors and prefects loved to say "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"
44. There were at least 40 people in one class.
45. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried.
46. You brought every single book to school, even though there was one thing called the timetable.
47. The first line of defence was, 'But Teacher he make me first!' or 'He say me one!' or 'Eee.. you complain queen/king'.
Don't you think this is all damn cool?
Fond memories For those who born in the 70s and 80s.
1. You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja turtles, My Little Pony and Smurfs too.
2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too.
3. You know what SBC stands for.
4. You pay 40 cents for Chocolate or Strawberry MILK every week in class.
5. You watch a very popular Malay dubbed Japanese drama on RTM1 about schoolgirls who possess powerful skills in volleyball called Meoro Attack.
6. You find your friends with pagers and handphone cool in Secondary school.
7. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are madeof wood and the cushion is red. The big red bell gives a loud BEEP! when pressed. There are colourful tickets for TIBS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole in the ticket.
8. Envelopes given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.
9. You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.
10. You were there when they first introduced MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.
11. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. (What the!@?)
12. Gals are fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls and Polly Pocket used to fit in your pocket.
13. You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.
14. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka (20 cents per pack), and Ding Dang (50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changes every week not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ring pop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring.
15. You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.
16. Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven are probably the thickest story books you ever thought you have read. Even Sweet Valley High and Malory Towers.
17. KFC used to be a high class restaurant that serve food in plates and let you use metal forks and knives.
18. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and stupid idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'super white'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien relative.
19. Catching was the IN thing and twist as the magic word.
20. Your English workbooks was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow. PETS still existed and you'd spend USSR or Contact Time on Wednesdays looking for the squirrel/rat/rabbit on every double page.
21. CDIS were your bestfriend (Mrs Chan our principal used to host those documentaries!)
22. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths.
23. Waterbottles were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go.
24. Boys loved to play soccer with small plastic balls in the basketball court.
25. Teng-teng, five stones, chapteh, hentam bola and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too...
26. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being themost important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fish.
27. Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, eternalized in our minds from the textbooks. Even Mr Wally & Mr. Yakki. What abt Miss Lala??? And Zaki and Tini in Malay Textbooks Chinese exercise book squares were HUGE!
28. We carry out experiments of our own to get yourself badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist .
29. Every Children's day and National day you either get pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or dumb files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.
30. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother.
31. We wear BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.
32. Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.
33. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality
34. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.
35. School dismissal time was normally around 1 pm.
36. There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday.
37. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday.
38. You see Wee Kim Wee's face in the school hall.
39. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl
40. Boys like to catch fighting spiders.
41. Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.
42. Autograph books were loaded with "BestWishes", "Forget Me Not", and small poems like "Bird fly high, hard to catch.Friend like you, hard to forget".
43. Class monitors and prefects loved to say "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"
44. There were at least 40 people in one class.
45. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried.
46. You brought every single book to school, even though there was one thing called the timetable.
47. The first line of defence was, 'But Teacher he make me first!' or 'He say me one!' or 'Eee.. you complain queen/king'.
Don't you think this is all damn cool?
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Kaya
I miss jamming, it's so darn fun when people randomly play stuff and end up syncronising with each other to produce some nice sounding crap. It's a good way to get you high, though vocalists are extremely important if you want to experience the full effects of jamming. But the most enjoyable part of jamming is the spontaneity it involves with comming up with riffs and suitable grooves.
=(
The band always says we want to and will jam but never do because we take time off to catch up with lost conversations during the week. And with the clashes in schedules, we never seem to have our key players around to jam. Plus the fact that there's no one singing, so dumb la. 
Haiya, lonely guit. I hate what school has done to us.
Jam!! Kaya!! Toast!!!
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Colour blind
You know what? Males can only see 2% of all the colours in the world. Can you imagine what the percentile is for the colourblind? Haha, all right it's not as bad as it sounds because all of humanity can only see that 2%. Don't ask me how they came up with that seemingly baseless piece of statistics.
Sometimes I think I'm colourblind too. I'm constantly bickering with Nat and Cons over whether the keyboard cable is purple or blue. I've been insisting that it's purple for 4 years now and that's not about to change. But it's damn funny because I really see it as purple and I'm not about to accept the fact that I'm colourblind. Isn't coulourblindness merely a difference in perception? This shade to me falls under my catogary of purple because colours, after all, is one huge gradient from black, the absence of colour, to white, mixture of all. (How can no colour become colour? haha... stupid philo shit.) So I may want to say that this is purplish blue whilst you insist on it being bluish purple. (Now there is a difference in those 2 colours)
And I find it pretty amazing how Nippon and Dulux/Dulex/whatever are able to come up with Shades of White. off-white, pearly-white, snow white, seven dwarves, White is white la! Then we should have shades of black then, charcoal-black, opal-black, jack black, ok I'm becoming lame and incoherent here. Oops.
Sometimes I think I'm colourblind too. I'm constantly bickering with Nat and Cons over whether the keyboard cable is purple or blue. I've been insisting that it's purple for 4 years now and that's not about to change. But it's damn funny because I really see it as purple and I'm not about to accept the fact that I'm colourblind. Isn't coulourblindness merely a difference in perception? This shade to me falls under my catogary of purple because colours, after all, is one huge gradient from black, the absence of colour, to white, mixture of all. (How can no colour become colour? haha... stupid philo shit.) So I may want to say that this is purplish blue whilst you insist on it being bluish purple. (Now there is a difference in those 2 colours)
And I find it pretty amazing how Nippon and Dulux/Dulex/whatever are able to come up with Shades of White. off-white, pearly-white, snow white, seven dwarves, White is white la! Then we should have shades of black then, charcoal-black, opal-black, jack black, ok I'm becoming lame and incoherent here. Oops.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
New Thingi!
I managed to put something new on my blog!! It took me pretty long to get the songs up so appreciate them! Tell me if it works ok? Double click the arrows next of the songs, it works, =)
Okay I'm talking to my sister on Skype now!!! so happy
Okay I'm talking to my sister on Skype now!!! so happy
Friday, February 16, 2007
Sleepy
Here'er some videos of how we students look like when we doze off during lecture, onyl we're a thousand times uglier, sloppier and droolier.
Funny video 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8evrYMYMvo&NR
Funnier video 2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOhvG3hVG44&NR
When Loke begins to talk, this is what happens.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOhvG3hVG44&NR
And I think this is how yanwen is like when she sleeps during lecture!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzVCjF32T5Q
Here's what you do if you get punished
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUjVWgBSViw&mode=related&search=
Funny video 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8evrYMYMvo&NR
Funnier video 2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOhvG3hVG44&NR
When Loke begins to talk, this is what happens.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOhvG3hVG44&NR
And I think this is how yanwen is like when she sleeps during lecture!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzVCjF32T5Q
Here's what you do if you get punished
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUjVWgBSViw&mode=related&search=
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Blinded
I'm physically blinded because my glasses had an unfortunate fall to the ceramic toilet floor a few days ago, trust me, they're TERRIBLY missed. I'm currently using my inability to see to stop studying. It's not helping anyone unfortunately.
AND... I've taken this blinding opportunity to sleep for unbelievable hours! I slept for more than 12 hours yesterday! My body has never been capable of such stunts even if I deprive myself of sleep for a 2 nights. It sinmply goes against my body's principal of indulgence in sleep, haha...
I think I'm beginning to suffer the ill effects of prolonged stress. When people ask me of my threshold of stress, I find myself unable ot answer them directly because I'm unsure of whether I've realyl experienced stress of if I've never even experienced it. Is brushing stress off considered as handling it? Or does taking it on full force and thinking about stuff 24/7 without freaking out only qualify me as a good tahan-er of stress?
I woke up once last week in the middle of the night simply because my mind was swarming with issues. class cip, cca issues, physics formulas, you name it. It was thoroughly unpleasant and I woke up simply with that sick feeling in my stomach. I wanted so much to punch something/ stay up and study but I knew I'd suffer the next day and hence decided to prolong my sleep for another 2 hours before waking up to study at 4. Maybe that's why it's taking a toll on me. However Iam completely unable to pull myself away form the tele at night to study, that's why I've resorted to sleeping at 10 and waking at 4. At least that's a alittle more stability as conpared to sleeping past 12. sleeping at ten gives your body the impression that you're sleeping early (which by fact you are) and I feel it makes me feel happier (Perhaps I'm merely psychoing myself)
I need to go study despite my blindness.
AND... I've taken this blinding opportunity to sleep for unbelievable hours! I slept for more than 12 hours yesterday! My body has never been capable of such stunts even if I deprive myself of sleep for a 2 nights. It sinmply goes against my body's principal of indulgence in sleep, haha...
I think I'm beginning to suffer the ill effects of prolonged stress. When people ask me of my threshold of stress, I find myself unable ot answer them directly because I'm unsure of whether I've realyl experienced stress of if I've never even experienced it. Is brushing stress off considered as handling it? Or does taking it on full force and thinking about stuff 24/7 without freaking out only qualify me as a good tahan-er of stress?
I woke up once last week in the middle of the night simply because my mind was swarming with issues. class cip, cca issues, physics formulas, you name it. It was thoroughly unpleasant and I woke up simply with that sick feeling in my stomach. I wanted so much to punch something/ stay up and study but I knew I'd suffer the next day and hence decided to prolong my sleep for another 2 hours before waking up to study at 4. Maybe that's why it's taking a toll on me. However Iam completely unable to pull myself away form the tele at night to study, that's why I've resorted to sleeping at 10 and waking at 4. At least that's a alittle more stability as conpared to sleeping past 12. sleeping at ten gives your body the impression that you're sleeping early (which by fact you are) and I feel it makes me feel happier (Perhaps I'm merely psychoing myself)
I need to go study despite my blindness.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Roses and Noses
The title has no meaning, it just rhymes. haha.. But here's one by the really dynamic and ever-comical Mr Woolhead (I think) from my school.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
But the roses are wilted,
The violets are dead.
The sugar bowl is empty,
And so is your head.
HAHA!! I couldn't help but crack up when I heard it during the morning announcements a couple of weeks back. One thing I'll always appreciate about AC is the abundance of eloquent, witty, sarcastic and dynamic teachers from the Language/Arts department amidst the less-blessed collegues from the Science/Maths department.
Main point. LAst year, I spent my Valentine's Day with Feifei in an office entering the entire phone directory of civil servents for $6.50/hr. This year seems to be no better as I'll be spending it on the school stage rehearsing a stoopid song about a rusty bell and the reflection of the moonlight. How enticing is that? Argh. Hey, we'll even be having the school's chicken rice to sweeten the deal! Ugh
Oh! Should my prince save me from the evil clutches of the double bass and chinese orchestra-ing on that day! Well, at least it beats typing things like
limkohpee@mcys.gov.sg
or
subasupersubrabananium@mcys.gov.sg
Don't click on any of them ok.. they are for illustration and are purely fictional. Any similar cases in real life are purely coincidences. =)
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
But the roses are wilted,
The violets are dead.
The sugar bowl is empty,
And so is your head.
HAHA!! I couldn't help but crack up when I heard it during the morning announcements a couple of weeks back. One thing I'll always appreciate about AC is the abundance of eloquent, witty, sarcastic and dynamic teachers from the Language/Arts department amidst the less-blessed collegues from the Science/Maths department.
Main point. LAst year, I spent my Valentine's Day with Feifei in an office entering the entire phone directory of civil servents for $6.50/hr. This year seems to be no better as I'll be spending it on the school stage rehearsing a stoopid song about a rusty bell and the reflection of the moonlight. How enticing is that? Argh. Hey, we'll even be having the school's chicken rice to sweeten the deal! Ugh
Oh! Should my prince save me from the evil clutches of the double bass and chinese orchestra-ing on that day! Well, at least it beats typing things like
limkohpee@mcys.gov.sg
or
subasupersubrabananium@mcys.gov.sg
Don't click on any of them ok.. they are for illustration and are purely fictional. Any similar cases in real life are purely coincidences. =)
Friday, February 02, 2007
Mixture
I'm officially allergic to my study table! My eyes get watery and my nose decides to go on a sneezing frenzy each time I sit down at my table, perhaps it isn't my table but what's on it that I'm allergic to-Homework!
That aside and the fact that I have completed a negative amount of homework this week, I've been spending 5 out of my 7 day week in school doing stuff related to my CCA. And that includes a freaking Saturday. (Who says everyone kia cheng hu, ACCO clearly isn't) I'm not exactly feeling the strain as yet, but trust me, I know it'll hit me sooner or later. (Possibly real soon when the darn Tests start) Add to the fact that my attention span has seemed to deteriorated to that of the length of the radius of a fullstop, it's no wonder why I'm swarmed with mounds of work. This doesn't include the stupid CIP rubbish I need to settle for the class. Oh, we're going to IMH and Batam for CIP! How exotic is that? Bet you don't see THAT everyday in a Graduating Cert!
As the JC1s near the moment of truth on Monday/Friday/Whateverday, it reminds me so much of last year and how my time was spent in SA. As much as I hate to admit it, SA is way darn fun-ner than AC. For crying out loud we have to go to school in the morning of our Cross country!!! Cross Country leh!! Why can't they just give us a freaking half day?? As if the Physics lectures will enlighten us a whole lot more than us running 5km. Gosh... What a rigid school sometimes.
Honestly, I miss the first couple of months I spent, I felt so high and mighty that I must have been intoxicated long-term. And I miss eating prata and talking to my chicken rice eating Indian friends, we seem to be void of any for of minorities in AC. Oh except for mixed-bloods.
I miss roaming around the tennis court when my brain got too swelled with information that I couldn't produce any coherent piece of writing.
I miss wearing that awful polka-dotted skirt to school and watching the various antics of people.
I miss being able to follow lectures and finishing tutorials way before lectures began (This, sadly, only occured for a selected few chapters of Chemistry)
I miss wearing my fiendishly mismatched coloured shoes to school.
I miss PEs where things weren't done in mass and I didn't dread going for.
I miss choosing to go to the library independantly during my breaks, sitting down with whatever shit material without a care and without any obligations to anyone. I must say the library was my most common hang-out place with my friends, haha... (What friends? I hear you ask)
But I'm here now, one year older, a lot more aged(due to stress) and a lot more mellow and stressed. No, I'm not stressed, just... passive.
Oh well. But Valentine's day is coming! I've ordered a super overpriced flower for my SA friend! She's really stressed up, a flower would do her good. (sorry ping and shiyun if you're reading this! If I were to send you a rose each, they'd be worth 4 plates of chicken rice in my school!) But it's really cool, this inter-college flower delivery service thing. If only my school didn't jack up the price of the flowers to like 250%.
My mouse has suddenly died on me for no apparent reason and I have hence resorted to pressing the 'tab' button aimlessly and hopelessly, stupid technology.
That aside and the fact that I have completed a negative amount of homework this week, I've been spending 5 out of my 7 day week in school doing stuff related to my CCA. And that includes a freaking Saturday. (Who says everyone kia cheng hu, ACCO clearly isn't) I'm not exactly feeling the strain as yet, but trust me, I know it'll hit me sooner or later. (Possibly real soon when the darn Tests start) Add to the fact that my attention span has seemed to deteriorated to that of the length of the radius of a fullstop, it's no wonder why I'm swarmed with mounds of work. This doesn't include the stupid CIP rubbish I need to settle for the class. Oh, we're going to IMH and Batam for CIP! How exotic is that? Bet you don't see THAT everyday in a Graduating Cert!
As the JC1s near the moment of truth on Monday/Friday/Whateverday, it reminds me so much of last year and how my time was spent in SA. As much as I hate to admit it, SA is way darn fun-ner than AC. For crying out loud we have to go to school in the morning of our Cross country!!! Cross Country leh!! Why can't they just give us a freaking half day?? As if the Physics lectures will enlighten us a whole lot more than us running 5km. Gosh... What a rigid school sometimes.
Honestly, I miss the first couple of months I spent, I felt so high and mighty that I must have been intoxicated long-term. And I miss eating prata and talking to my chicken rice eating Indian friends, we seem to be void of any for of minorities in AC. Oh except for mixed-bloods.
I miss roaming around the tennis court when my brain got too swelled with information that I couldn't produce any coherent piece of writing.
I miss wearing that awful polka-dotted skirt to school and watching the various antics of people.
I miss being able to follow lectures and finishing tutorials way before lectures began (This, sadly, only occured for a selected few chapters of Chemistry)
I miss wearing my fiendishly mismatched coloured shoes to school.
I miss PEs where things weren't done in mass and I didn't dread going for.
I miss choosing to go to the library independantly during my breaks, sitting down with whatever shit material without a care and without any obligations to anyone. I must say the library was my most common hang-out place with my friends, haha... (What friends? I hear you ask)
But I'm here now, one year older, a lot more aged(due to stress) and a lot more mellow and stressed. No, I'm not stressed, just... passive.
Oh well. But Valentine's day is coming! I've ordered a super overpriced flower for my SA friend! She's really stressed up, a flower would do her good. (sorry ping and shiyun if you're reading this! If I were to send you a rose each, they'd be worth 4 plates of chicken rice in my school!) But it's really cool, this inter-college flower delivery service thing. If only my school didn't jack up the price of the flowers to like 250%.
My mouse has suddenly died on me for no apparent reason and I have hence resorted to pressing the 'tab' button aimlessly and hopelessly, stupid technology.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Swing
This is my first time I've experienced such a large mood swing, or a mood swing for that matter. Normally my swings are rather gentle and low in velocity. This time, BAM! It just hit and I decided to pon my Physics lecture to come home. I was pretty cheerful and enthusiastic this morning, I mean, how dead can you be after 10 hours of sleep? Yes, I slept for 10 hours from 7pm to 5am. (Be jealous!) I lost it somewhere between my break and Econs Lecture. Perhaps it's due to the fact that my bloody contact lens refused to focus (AGAIN) or to the fact that the lecturer was 20 minutes late, or because I wanted to pee but was too lazy to move from the lecture theatre to do so, or something my friend said that pissed me off. Crux of the matter is, I hate being unable to control emotions. Heck, I hating losing control of anything.
I'm not a control freak, a control freak is someone who
1)Likes control
2) Has it most of the time
But I only have one quality, I'm always out of control of myself. especially when it comes to work. Maybe I have a higher standard for the level of control I want.
I hat ebeing a perfectionist sometimes, stresses you up.
I'm not a control freak, a control freak is someone who
1)Likes control
2) Has it most of the time
But I only have one quality, I'm always out of control of myself. especially when it comes to work. Maybe I have a higher standard for the level of control I want.
I hat ebeing a perfectionist sometimes, stresses you up.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
~Spiders~
What to you is the most fascinating creation on Earth? An array of choices are presented to us. Humans especially, present a tempting choice. I however, find spiders to be highly intriguing. Seeing that these little critters are often 'invading' our space and building their homes like nobody's business, I've had plenty of encounters with these guys over the past few years. From the sadisctic killing of spiders to keeping them as temporary pets, I've always been surprised one way or another on each occasion.
The Killing
My friend, once being very irritated by a spider, decided to use a rather creative way of killing it. She used a piece of sticky tape and conveniently attached the spider to the floor. As we girls were still in shock and disgust, we took a look at the carcass only to find that in the process of being squashed, about a hundred million (ok not so much la) eggs were squeezed out of the spider as well as toothpaste would have been. That was my first time actually seeing minute spider eggs. Talk about caviar.
The Observation
After several dinners at the dining table (which was rare), it came to my attention that our little aracnid friend had made his home right above us. I spent about half an hour craing my neck to see the fella rebuild his nest. It's damn cool! (why else would I stay there for half an hour) IT taught me something, spiders truly are a breed of perfectionists! I think that spider built his web at least 3 times. After completing his web each time, the dissatisfied spider retraced his steps, collecting his excreted silk along the way and rolling it into a ball of white fluff until finally returning to the centre and conviniently releasing the fluff onto our dinner table. Damn cool.. I think watching a spider spin its web is one of the most interesting things. IT's a true display of foresight, planning and architechtural skills. It's something I'll show my kids next time.
Baby sitting One
The first time I kept a spider, I kept it for 4 days. It didn't die, I jsut got tired of catching idiotic ants for it. But here's the interesting thing that happened: One Day 2, my little spider (I think I named it Mimi) moulted! In case you ignorant people don't know what that is, it means it shed its skin. The only other time I had seen this was on a documentary. Imagine the shock when I saw another 'spider' hanging on the web! Bet you guys have never seen a spider skin! Haha!
Baby sitting 2
This tim e my spider didn't moult despite me keeping it for an equally long period. Instead, Fifi( i think) turned out to be an impregnated spider! she laid this HUGE pile of eggs and surrounded them with a soft, thick comfy layer of webbing. And then she sat over them like a king on a throne. Once again, I'd only seen this happen on a documentary. It's really cool to have all these things happen in your own little Brands bottle! But I never saw them hatch, I had no patience and was afraid she'd die on me. I hate it when things die.
Of course I've kept several other spiders for shorter terms too, but these guys were boring. I normally don't keep jumping/fighting spiders, too fast for me. I like the weird exotic looking ones, or fat ones. haha...
Don't you think they're cool??
The Killing
My friend, once being very irritated by a spider, decided to use a rather creative way of killing it. She used a piece of sticky tape and conveniently attached the spider to the floor. As we girls were still in shock and disgust, we took a look at the carcass only to find that in the process of being squashed, about a hundred million (ok not so much la) eggs were squeezed out of the spider as well as toothpaste would have been. That was my first time actually seeing minute spider eggs. Talk about caviar.
The Observation
After several dinners at the dining table (which was rare), it came to my attention that our little aracnid friend had made his home right above us. I spent about half an hour craing my neck to see the fella rebuild his nest. It's damn cool! (why else would I stay there for half an hour) IT taught me something, spiders truly are a breed of perfectionists! I think that spider built his web at least 3 times. After completing his web each time, the dissatisfied spider retraced his steps, collecting his excreted silk along the way and rolling it into a ball of white fluff until finally returning to the centre and conviniently releasing the fluff onto our dinner table. Damn cool.. I think watching a spider spin its web is one of the most interesting things. IT's a true display of foresight, planning and architechtural skills. It's something I'll show my kids next time.
Baby sitting One
The first time I kept a spider, I kept it for 4 days. It didn't die, I jsut got tired of catching idiotic ants for it. But here's the interesting thing that happened: One Day 2, my little spider (I think I named it Mimi) moulted! In case you ignorant people don't know what that is, it means it shed its skin. The only other time I had seen this was on a documentary. Imagine the shock when I saw another 'spider' hanging on the web! Bet you guys have never seen a spider skin! Haha!
Baby sitting 2
This tim e my spider didn't moult despite me keeping it for an equally long period. Instead, Fifi( i think) turned out to be an impregnated spider! she laid this HUGE pile of eggs and surrounded them with a soft, thick comfy layer of webbing. And then she sat over them like a king on a throne. Once again, I'd only seen this happen on a documentary. It's really cool to have all these things happen in your own little Brands bottle! But I never saw them hatch, I had no patience and was afraid she'd die on me. I hate it when things die.
Of course I've kept several other spiders for shorter terms too, but these guys were boring. I normally don't keep jumping/fighting spiders, too fast for me. I like the weird exotic looking ones, or fat ones. haha...
Don't you think they're cool??
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Hilarious!
All right! My internet's all nice and working! And I realised how much free advertising I've been doing for Nathan Hartono, man, I should be charging! (See it's not me who has paedophilic tendencies!) But anyways, this week has been one hellofa rush! (And it's all thanks to you Cons!)
Anyways, my tagboard's not the only chaotic place in my life right now. MY mouth is a WARZONE. For one, I've had 4 premolars extracted within the apst 2 weeks of which 2 I think are getting infected. This meaning that it hurts like crap and makes me feel realllyy cranky. So don't mind if I snap at you . Secondly, as if sensing the loss of fellow brethren, my upper wisdom tooth has decided to come out and pay it's condolences. And as if disturbing his other grieving molar brothers isn't enough, this idiot has caused my gum to partially detach itself from the other par tof my mouth. It's pretty hard and gross to imagine, but here's the gist of it-It basically feels/looks like a fleshy toilet seat cover. It's extremely disturbing, sore and troublesome and I simply can't wait to remove it. My mum's analogy of it is a foreskin (go check the dictionary if you're clueless) that needs circumcision. SEe, it's not my fault I tend to be uh... crappy some times!
Hence, with a permenant headache and an inability to eat what I want to eat, I anticipate myself to be rather moody and whiney next week. I'll try as hard not to be the latter. I hate whiney people. So try not to irritate me please!! =) Instead, please refer to the previous post to source ways of making me happy! =) Like get Nathan (first name basis!) to serenade to me.. hahha...
I wanted to add photos but am temporarily unable to. Unfortunately I have to keep this short too because I have TONNES of undone homework to finish before tomorrow. :( Love ya people!
Anyways, my tagboard's not the only chaotic place in my life right now. MY mouth is a WARZONE. For one, I've had 4 premolars extracted within the apst 2 weeks of which 2 I think are getting infected. This meaning that it hurts like crap and makes me feel realllyy cranky. So don't mind if I snap at you . Secondly, as if sensing the loss of fellow brethren, my upper wisdom tooth has decided to come out and pay it's condolences. And as if disturbing his other grieving molar brothers isn't enough, this idiot has caused my gum to partially detach itself from the other par tof my mouth. It's pretty hard and gross to imagine, but here's the gist of it-It basically feels/looks like a fleshy toilet seat cover. It's extremely disturbing, sore and troublesome and I simply can't wait to remove it. My mum's analogy of it is a foreskin (go check the dictionary if you're clueless) that needs circumcision. SEe, it's not my fault I tend to be uh... crappy some times!
Hence, with a permenant headache and an inability to eat what I want to eat, I anticipate myself to be rather moody and whiney next week. I'll try as hard not to be the latter. I hate whiney people. So try not to irritate me please!! =) Instead, please refer to the previous post to source ways of making me happy! =) Like get Nathan (first name basis!) to serenade to me.. hahha...
I wanted to add photos but am temporarily unable to. Unfortunately I have to keep this short too because I have TONNES of undone homework to finish before tomorrow. :( Love ya people!
Monday, January 15, 2007
Being Happy
This is the first time I find myself having nothing to write. But I shall sit here and force myself to come up with something since I know my FANS request it. heheh.. It's not often that Cons visits my blog, so I shall have to continue enticing her with my wonderful, insightful entries.
I was thinking of what to write about in school today, simply because I didn't want my entry to be another chronological update of my life. Honestly, I think that's not exactly very captivating but as dull as my Physics teacher. (Simply because I get pretty bored reading about other people's daily activities and rants) I know your blog is supposed to be about you, but I prefer using my brain to do the talking instead of my heart(emotions) or my activities.
What horribly written paragraphs, my apologies for I was listening to a rather distracting song.
So let's get down to the crux of the matter-Being happy is good! Now don't you think joy and contentment are such beautiful things? I personally prefer the latter. They actually pretty much come hand in hand. You can't be content without being happy, that unless you wish to be upset and emo. It's so nice when something makes your day, or makes you smile. See! Even seeing the word
I was thinking of what to write about in school today, simply because I didn't want my entry to be another chronological update of my life. Honestly, I think that's not exactly very captivating but as dull as my Physics teacher. (Simply because I get pretty bored reading about other people's daily activities and rants) I know your blog is supposed to be about you, but I prefer using my brain to do the talking instead of my heart(emotions) or my activities.
What horribly written paragraphs, my apologies for I was listening to a rather distracting song.
So let's get down to the crux of the matter-Being happy is good! Now don't you think joy and contentment are such beautiful things? I personally prefer the latter. They actually pretty much come hand in hand. You can't be content without being happy, that unless you wish to be upset and emo. It's so nice when something makes your day, or makes you smile. See! Even seeing the word
Smile
Puts a smile on your face!
:D
Here are somethings that make me smile in school or when I'm having a cranky day. I hate being upset, it makes me moody and nasty to the people around me, turning me into and unpleasant biatch.
1. Understanding/Learning something from my Physics lecture/tutorial.
2. Satisfying a craving that I have during lunch.
3. Talking to a chirpy person.
4. Catching a glimpse of a cute guy.
5. Eating fried rice! The most economical meal in my school!
6. Using a super clean, dry and unused toilet.
7. Having an exceptionally good hair day.
8. Feeling comfortable and just bonding with my class.
9. Being able to spout useful, intellectual jargon during GP
10. Seeing a considerate/gentlemanly/helpful/nice student help our a fellow mate or teacher or whatever. It's nice to see humanity.
So there's a short list taht I could come up with. Things that made me unhappy unavoidably raced through my mind as I was typing this of course and I realised how much easier it was to make me upset than to make me happy. I suppose it's human and we all have insatiable wants.
Try making your own list, and try and make it go past 10. Gives you a brighter (or dimmer)outlook to school life.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Ups and Downs of being back to school
Being back to school has been thoroughly refreshing. It wasn't as bad as I expected and I was surprisingly able to keep up with lectures and tutorials.(meaning that for once I wasn't stoning half the time) It felt good to be brain-fed. Anyways, it was fun looking at the JC1s undergoing Orientation and all the prep talks, everyone says the same thing - It's all way too fast.
Here's a few interesting facts as yet. There are a couple of actors in this batch of freshies! (So exciting!) For one, we have that Chinese actor from I not stupid (Shawn sth) and I just spotted in our ACsian theatre today, that other guy from ABC DJ (the recent failure local comedy) I have no idea what's his name, all I know is that he rocks at acting stupid/retarded.
Sadly Nathan Hartono is still in Barker (darn!) but my friend's mum is his teacher! (he got caught playing with blu-tack in class and fell off his chair!)
MY class... has been rushing around most of the time, I haven't gotten much of a chance to speak to some people lately. But I wan soooo glad to see Mings after so long. Life was really dull when she was gone sitting for supplementary papers.
The food seems yuckier this year.
My timetable rocks and I get to WALK home everyday!! YAY!
And here's a GREAT link, damn cute!!
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8922875251875301807
And my sister's gone.... :(
I'm beginning to not really enjoy CCA, there's so much... detest and hatred around. It affects me really badly.
Here's a few interesting facts as yet. There are a couple of actors in this batch of freshies! (So exciting!) For one, we have that Chinese actor from I not stupid (Shawn sth) and I just spotted in our ACsian theatre today, that other guy from ABC DJ (the recent failure local comedy) I have no idea what's his name, all I know is that he rocks at acting stupid/retarded.
Sadly Nathan Hartono is still in Barker (darn!) but my friend's mum is his teacher! (he got caught playing with blu-tack in class and fell off his chair!)
MY class... has been rushing around most of the time, I haven't gotten much of a chance to speak to some people lately. But I wan soooo glad to see Mings after so long. Life was really dull when she was gone sitting for supplementary papers.
The food seems yuckier this year.
My timetable rocks and I get to WALK home everyday!! YAY!
And here's a GREAT link, damn cute!!
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8922875251875301807
And my sister's gone.... :(
I'm beginning to not really enjoy CCA, there's so much... detest and hatred around. It affects me really badly.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Thanksgiving
I've been looking at people's blogs and realised that I haven't been giving some people due credit for being such impacts in my life. They didn't necessarily cause very huge impacts in my life, but they definitely mean a lot to me. So here's my tribute to them. (Excuse the lousy writing, I'm currently multitasking. And if you know me well you know that I don't exactly do it very well.) So here's the first on the list.
Ta-Da! These 2 angels in my life have really made it wonderful. The thing about close friends is that you think about them most of the time. I've known these sisters for quite a large portion of my life, hence they're names would often pop up in my conversations as often as I talk about my family. (which is also pretty often) I've practically grown up with these girls, and am thoroughly grateful for it. Encouragement, support, little spats here and there, they all contribute to our growth and development. Shan't give too long a describtion here, people want to read about them selves too you know, haha.. =) Love you girls and I love every minute spent with you guys. =)
NExt up...
Ta-Da! These 2 angels in my life have really made it wonderful. The thing about close friends is that you think about them most of the time. I've known these sisters for quite a large portion of my life, hence they're names would often pop up in my conversations as often as I talk about my family. (which is also pretty often) I've practically grown up with these girls, and am thoroughly grateful for it. Encouragement, support, little spats here and there, they all contribute to our growth and development. Shan't give too long a describtion here, people want to read about them selves too you know, haha.. =) Love you girls and I love every minute spent with you guys. =)NExt up...
(You wanted a change mehmeh!!)! Now I'll go on about them individually. Annie was like a comet that crashed into my life. =) This BIMBO has educated me in more ways than one. On being an airhead (HAHA), Jazz(the love of her life), she even made me realise what great friends I had and taught me to be grateful for all the backstabbing I never went through. One of the most affectionate friends I have, the silly dummy is halfway across the world but still bothers to tag my pathetic blog and conduct one-way video conferences. (Narcissist you!) :) LOve you dear!
I once reviewed 4-5 smses that Aiping had sent me. And ALL of them either had HAHAHAs or CHUIWERNs or OEIs. ALl in CAPs mind you, you see the most ah-soh side of this girl through her text messages. But I must say that it definitely conveys the true feelings of the sender immediately! I can always envision her expression whenever I read her messages! And she's ALWAYS boosting my ego la! She's so encouraging, she can make pond scum feel like superman!
And I definitely didn't forget my Feifei. She's one that's really REALLY close to me. Someone whom I can let go and talk crap with for hours. One where I really really feel comfortable with (I like her soft arms!!) :D She's really like a second sister to me, (basically someone besides my sister who sees/hears me behave like a complete IDIOT) But her blog ah, tsk tsk.. so wordy! Haha.... Okay feifei, we're embracing singlehood with pride!
Cute right, I do for her one. Haha, That's my sister for those who don't know and I think she'd kill me if she saw this. But after she entered hostel and spent 5 days a week away from me, I began to miss her. And even after she's been spending most of her time around me the last few weeks, I still enjoy every moment of silliness and bimboticness she exuberates. She's someone who can make a kid feel like a genius, but hey, don't be so quick to think she's jsut a dumb uh.. black, her cap scores in uni for the past sems have been above 4 ok. IT's upon 5, so essentially, that's like getting an 80% for your overall results. And Uni's no easy thing! Her being around adds soo much life to the listless one I already own. If not I'd be studying all the time.(as if) Finally! Someone who has a shorter attention span than me !
And of course there are those whom I choose not to post pictures of just in case they strongly object. 
Yee,and Dhab have been the ones dropping occasional tags that tell me that my blog has visitors. (This is really encouraging) And JOan, haha... Iwas reading her birthday card to me when we were in Sec 2, IT was HILARIOUS!! But she's always been the one writing funny letters and cards to me in her illegible cursive handwriting . I quote,' All the best in your studies except for English and Maths and Science and Geography and History and Lit!' that's Joan for you! haha...
Not to forget Anli and Mings! who are so every supportive and encouraging! MY future study buddies! (because we ARE going to sit down and MUG) I love you girls!
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Skipping Christmas
It's seems like ages since I've touched a keyboard and visited my blog. I know it has been dead for a rather long time. My computer has died so many times it's a wonder it's still alive, and moving from a three to two-room flat is no easy task, trust me. Especially when you have 4-5 people in the house which is actually really rare for my family. Our maximum is normally 3-4 and our average is 2.5. (Average mah...) Anyways, since my grandma's down for a couple of months, it's going to be one interesting Christmas and New Year. However my sister will be gone for the next 6 months 2 weeks from now, so I guess it wouldn't be that bad.
As you can guess, all the hassle, trauma and fatigue from the nomad-like transitions have inevitably caused me to completely lose the feeling and mood that normally automatically comes with Christmas. Man I don't even feel like caroling on Saturday. I simply feel exhausted from all the moving, packing, sneezing, sweating...
The frustrating and tiresome thing is not the strenuity of it all, but knowing the fact that you won't be able to return to a comfortable home/haven to rest your sore feet. It feels like you're living in a dusty motel long-term, period. Having to home to return to truly is sad and I've just learnt that.
Anyways, one thing that makes this fuzzy place any home-like is the fact that I've stenciled our livingroom with pretty Maple leaves! Yay, they simply look gorgeous.
So to stop digressing and transforming this into verbal diarrhoea, I shall cut straight to my point - I feel like skipping Christmas.
But since I've gotten most of my gifts, the final but most difficult stage is next. Cards. Letters. The sincere stuff. + MASS GIFTS! Darn!
As you can guess, all the hassle, trauma and fatigue from the nomad-like transitions have inevitably caused me to completely lose the feeling and mood that normally automatically comes with Christmas. Man I don't even feel like caroling on Saturday. I simply feel exhausted from all the moving, packing, sneezing, sweating...
The frustrating and tiresome thing is not the strenuity of it all, but knowing the fact that you won't be able to return to a comfortable home/haven to rest your sore feet. It feels like you're living in a dusty motel long-term, period. Having to home to return to truly is sad and I've just learnt that.
Anyways, one thing that makes this fuzzy place any home-like is the fact that I've stenciled our livingroom with pretty Maple leaves! Yay, they simply look gorgeous.
So to stop digressing and transforming this into verbal diarrhoea, I shall cut straight to my point - I feel like skipping Christmas.
But since I've gotten most of my gifts, the final but most difficult stage is next. Cards. Letters. The sincere stuff. + MASS GIFTS! Darn!
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
=)
My computer's alive again! I've learnt my lesson and I promise to back up ALL my stuff now... well, soon. Anyways, this is pretty hilarious, it's a REAL exam script! Thankfully now mine though, but THIS PERSON ACTAULLY EXISTS!
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