A Coveted Image

I'm consequencially happy today considering the fact that I skipped 2 lectures today. 2 you know, TWO!! Yes, I am such a studious one that the most classes I've cut in a day come up to a sad, skinny 1. Can you believe I even went for GP classes during the first three months when I wasn't required to?! Gosh cuiwen you're such a nerd.

Anyways, I was pretty disturbed during my break though, however unlike some people, (in no reference to anyone in particular) I shall choose not to wallow in these minute matters concerning the social cohesion of me and my surroundings. Anyways, my day was made when I was debating with my conscience (though it was obviously putting up a futile struggle) on whether to cut the last lecture of the day, and I know I shouldn't exactly be publicising this but a couple of my friends decided to share some of the loot they had gathered some time ago. Lo and behold! They produced very much coveted ACS ring files! They had apparantly stashed quite a nice pile and were nice enough to share them with us.

I can tell you people honestly that I am extremely proud of my school crest. And I'll bet my last dollar on it that I'm not the only one. In my opinion, the ACS crest has pretty much become an image of branding. One which says - exclusivity, wealth, pro-expatriate, English and what not. Our school logo is very much coveted by many. It seems to come to the extent that splashing the tri-coloured logo across any good would make it several classes higher.

So then, I went home feeling much more pleased with myself for being in the right place at the right time and managing to get my hands on 2 lovely files. And being the cheapskate that I am, I would have been happy even if they were cheapo china files. =) And anyways, knowing that I have great friends around me who somehow never fail to give me support simple makes me smile. =) (even though my ulcer hurts like crap and my smile risks the craters in my cheek enlarging.)

My Day's Coming!

I'm hardly looking forward to my birthday actually probably because it signifies the end of July and the coming of August and hence the coming of Promos. Yuck. In addition to that I know that the way my friends and I are so stringent with our time, the bunch and I wouldn't probably be able to gather for the time being. I've already set my sight on a simple budget dinner at a fast food outlet which is considerably empty such that we can proceed with our funny antics without half the customers regurgitating their Big Macs back on their trays.

I actually have a rather big lot of rubbish to spout, however I shall stop myself and allow the priority to go to my birthday. =) As you can see it's pretty evident how sad my life is that I have to actually blog about my own birthday even before it has happened. Sheesh, what a loser. Well, like my sister's entry, for those who actually read our blogs and are clueless on what to get for us on this special day, here are a few major pointers:

1) I want a colourless, clear Nalgene bottle since I'm running out of plastic bottles to use and throw because I always seem to have the affinity of leaving them in toilets
2)Rod Stewert Jazz albums, any jazz albums (China budget CDs are welcome)
3)If you're filthy rich, love me, have $800 to spare or either, an Ovation (NOT Ovulation) M.O.B. (My Other Board) guitar is very, very welcome.
4)A one way ticket to Nebrasca for my dad
5)Flowers! I'm damn sad la, never received flowers in my entire life ok...
6)a bag of vaccumed Mushroom chips (from NTUC)
7) Six pack of Nescafe coffee, or a Java Chip Frapp from Starbucks. =)
8) For those with even tighter budgets, grab a guitar and serenade to me.

You know it took me really long to come up with a list like that, I'm not really craving for anything... hmmm, how nice and low-maintainance I am, =)

=)

I'm so happy!! My darling's coming back! Darling in this case refers to Annie of course, my b*tching cum crapping partner back during the good ole' days. All right, we did much more of the latter than we did the former, we are rather nice people you know, haha...

Anyways, for those who aren't aware, I shall devote this little segment to her, she's completely in love with AC and endlessly covets the fact that I'm in and she's halfway across the globe studying American history, haha... I don't care to how much extent that is true, it looks nice and if she disagrees, what's a tagboard for? haha....

Yay. She already semi-condemned me for joining the Cheena-est CCA in AC. What the heck, I love the Chinamen teaching us and I love that she's coming back!

Gosh, what an absolutely brainless entry, for the first time, I'm really beginning to feel the unfamiliarity of thinking profound thoughts. Darn.

Fact is...

To be completely honest, the CO barbeque was a complete waste of my time and effort. Well at least the onus is no longer on me to 'bond'. well, I did manage to know one the girls in my section better. Anyways, there were nice people around, and I suppose it's too early to say anything, (I'm being extremely positive here) but I guess lets see. Anyways, it came to my realisation yesterday that bonding is a spontaneous reaction and by product, guess it can't be forced. Well then, shall apply that to the youths in church too, haha... Can't really force them to sit down and bond you know.

Well then, I can't believe I'm actually sitting down and using the computer, it seems like such a thing of the past. Damn, more work and even more work to do.

Why my post so boring ah?

My muse decided to take an uncalled holiday. Darn.

Ah!

You unsupportive people, never tag! Flooble threatened to close my chatterbox because no one posted stuff la. >:(

Anyways, back to the civilised AC English, uh-um, lets see what I can write about, I had a terrible CHINESE oral, my CO's going ot be performing to old froggies next week (I highly think that half of them may end up dead) and most of our playing still sounds like shit, to add on to that I lagging as far as the distance of Zimbabwe to Singapore in school work and life has never seemed so screwed. I've lost all the skill to push myself to mug. I just succumb to bloody distractions so darn easily. Sleep, cello, digging through my pile of papers to figure what to complete first only to end up piling them up once again before I can even finish writing my name, it's a bloody vicious cycle that doesn't seem to be able to end. The crappiest part is that Promos are barely 3 months away. Thank God PW seems to have progressed (we no longer want to attempt suicide) All right, thank God for that. Whew.

Shit, that still doesn't change the fact that I'm lagging miles behind time.
Shit.

Tipping Point

I've realised than wordy entries tend to be rather dull, and yet I'm not quite willing to post pictures due to the high time comsumption. So I'll keep this entry quick, simple and hopefully interesting.

I've been reading The Tipping Point by Malcom Gladwell. It's a darn good book. Go get it if you can.

All right, that's waaay too short, haha... I realised during the last few days that ACJC is not exactly the school that I would recommend for my juniors in St Hilda's. It being a neighbourhood secondary school, most of the kids there already lack initiative and pretty much need to be spoon fed everything. And that's definately not what you'll get in AC. For crying out loud, our teachers are the ones who seem to be cutting classes! There are 2 simple reasons as to why AC has gone into the top 5,

1. The teachers in the Arts Fac are good. Even our H1 Econs teachers are good. Thus resulting in nice pretty scores for the Arts students.

2. What about the majority, namely the Science students then? Aha... Here's where the trick comes. Most of the science students are rich enough to pay for tuition, books and the works.Why slog through the whole year when the $200/hr ex-VP can help me?


And thus, st hildan's (science kids) have neither money, nor independence and self-sufficiency. So what else do you expect me to say?

Man do I miss these people... =

Exceptionally Distressed

I feel like shit. No, I feel like the shit of the bacteria that feeds on excrement (shit's just too plain crude.)

My terms are coming, so are all my fellow friends', the only difference is that I haven't been studying and am so going to screw them up whilst they have been studying and are already brilliant to begin with. Even though I constantly console myself with AC's good reputation and standard of being top 5 JC, that definately does not automatically guarantee me a place in Uni or eliminate the huge risk of retaining. However improbable and distant the idea of retaining may seem to you people, it is, sad to say much closer to all of us than we think. It has no longer become a challange to fail subjects in JC, very much in contrast to examinations in secondary school where one could easily do the papers whilst paying more attention to the usage of sadistic means to end the life of the scurrying ant on their desk but still be able to pass or even ace the bloody exam.

Germany and Vienna!

I decided not to write much but simply upload photograps and captions. People these days require colour and visual aids.

Pathway to The Enchanted Forest

My sister and I just aren't apt at taking self photographs

Just look how large the Dandelions

Plenty of pretty buildings and skies like this.

We actally saw a rainbow! And I actually managed to take a photograph of it!

Look what's ahead....

The famous World Cup Stadium in Munich!

Look, another pretty street.

Haha... Funny brand

Flies Anyone?

We recently returned from Malaysia from our tri yearly visit to our relatives down in KL. Hygeine conditions never seemed so terrible! To think that we, Singapore, the uber clean and green city resides just next to the fly infested Malaysia. Or perhaps it was only JB. However large the extent of this infestation, it is still enough to make my stomach do dozens of somersaults in a minute. During our lunch stop at some place near the causeway, we came to this fast food place. As we know, fast food places are supposed to boast one of the cleanest environments out of all the food places. This place however, chose to serve flies with their fries. Bloody disgusting. The air-conditioned mart next to it wasn't any better, flies were being zapped and fried by that deadly looking wire grill every half a minute. The even more terrifying thing was that the number of flies never seemed to cease!!

Fry Fly Fries.

Been a long week.. I actually came home close to 12 4 out of 5 days this week! There was AC's choir, then TP's choir, (Which was well performed by Aiping and shiyun) then a friend's birthday, then SYFC's Garage performance. Whoo! By far one of my busiest weeks!

Sorry I know there doesn't seem to be much link between flies and late nights. my brain ain't functioning clearly right now.

Musicals

The pictures here depict the 2 musicals I recently went for with my mum and sis. Just if you're wondering, no I don't go for 2 musicals a month.

Anyways, the one on the left, Aspects of Love, is based on a novel (a rather stupid one I must say) and the music-written by the one and only Andrew Lloyd Webber. It starred one of the big names Monque Wilson. The one on the right, on the other hand is inspired by a sweet love story and music-written by none other than our local Beauty-World-Cha-Cha-Cha musician, Dick Lee. Starring local talents Emma Yong, Robin Goh (Oo!) Gani, Lim Yu Beng, George Chan and a whole lot more.

Now as much as you would like to trust the more foreign sounding one to be more entertaining and worth watching, I would have to say our seemingly hopeless local production surpassed it hands down. Man of Letters was not only well written and directed, but well sang and acted as well. I must admit Dick Lee has finally moved on from cranky sounding musical attempts. The songs were smoothly layered, the lyrics well versed and the orchestra was simply charming. All right so his lyrics did get a little meaningless and repetative after a while, but hey, it was much less painful than watching the actors in Aspects of Love making out with each other every scene change! And oh, what CHARMING leads we had!! It was a simple plot to follow, the fairytale story every girl needs once in a while whilst the storyline of Aspects of Love proved not only to be screwed and incestrous, it was bloody sappy as well.


Man of Letters was simply gorgeous. I haven't been to a good musical in qutie a while, and considering that AOL was a hundred bucks a pop to see 2 pianos and loads of kissing whilst we paid 60 to get not so good seats but loads of quality, I'd say Man of Letters rocked. RJ Rosales was there too! Though he only did one song as a guest singer, boy was he a charmer!

Oo yes, to continue with the mood, here are a few Utube videos my sis spent the entire day hunting. People like AiPoing should appreciate it! (if that silly girl would come online la.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sy-A-wyzj7c&search=miss%20saigon
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsJpfwYBx2U

Random`

Here's one for you,

( Over the phone)

Me: Eh, you guys lost is it?
Friend 1: Uh... ya I think so.. wait ah, (passes the phone to Friend 2)
Friend 2: Hello?
Me: You guysa re lost is it? Where are you?
F2: Don't know...
Me: What do you see?
F2: A signboard.
Me:What sign? (expecting a road name)
F2: It's a 'slow' sign.
Me: Huh? (noisy la) what does the sign say?
F2: Slow sign, you know the sign tell you to go slow one,
Me: !?!?

Can't understand how someone can give that kind of responses, haha....Seems like guys cannot process info fast enough!
Note: This re-enactment above is completely non-fictional.

Expectations?

Here's a post for all the females out there who share my sentiments; Guys these days just seem to get more and more insensitive, unimpressive and disrespectful. Now if you're one with testerone and shaking your head in disagreement to this statement, just hear me out for now.

I'm not completely sure if a majority of the female population share my view on how our male counterparts should know how to treat a lady. In my personal view, guys should consistantly be on the look out on public trains and buses to give up their seat willingly to the old folk who comes up the train or even to the office lady. Or how they can afford to be more initiative in offering to help a girl return her cutlery or buy her her drink on the way to the canteen. I'm not insisting that guys should begin picking up the role of Mariam the maid but little actions such as these compliment the idea of females being the fairer sex. Recently, I'm beginning to lose hope on ever finding this kind of chivalry and am glad enough if the guy next to me agrees to return his own plate without much hassle.

Actually, the thing that really puts me off the most and which I regard as a basic courtesy that guys should have concerns their behaviour in front of girls. Now perhaps it's because it doesn't occur to them but FYI, we don't really delight in the little anecdotes or jokes about frivoulous sex and what not. Fine if you really can't help yourself and talk about it, but couldn't you at least wait till the girls aren't around to hear about how gays do their Thang. Not nice.

This is just my point of view as a female, I have been wondering whether guys have been expressing their disappointment with the fairer sex amongst themselves like how girls do. For instance perhaps how girls these days don't have high frequency voices which are sweet enough to send the bees flying, or how girls are not gu niang enough, or perhaps maybe how girls these days don't have long enough hair or not sweet enough, I don't know. I'm not a guy. I think should conduct interviews on both parties and view the dissatisfactions, yes, then everyone will be happy with everyone and we'll all go on and procreate happily ever after.

Man I should have used this for PI or something.

SpaSM!!

I like rainy days. Because I don't like hot sunny days.

ASDItgqh

Breath of Fresh Air

MY Saturday was considerably well spent seeing that I had 4 appointments with varying special groups of people during the course of the day. I admit was was dog tired by the end of the day but it was all worth while.

My morning was spent in the West end of Singapore at a CIP briefing in the Science Centre, (I'm facilitating kids playing with DNA!!) The briefing was without a doubt a complete bore, but what followed was definitely of more interest. I spent half my journey back (to Tamp) talking to my classmate. I'm convinved that she had a cold exterior, but is actually all right on the inside. It was a really enlightening and enjoyable talk with her. Both of us have rather similar sentiments concerning the school and its people.

Anyways, being back in the familiarity of Tampines was the greatest relief. Getting to see Fei2 and PingPong was another mood-lifter. My goodness! I met like 4 people from my primary school during the mere 1.5 hours that I was at TP! It was nice seeing all the ex-Hildans and stuff, getting to see how people have changed somewhat or another, especially when you haven't seen the person in about half a decade or so, it rocked. =) Really miss the people.

After some chilling at Long John's I went to central Singapore to meet Nat and Lian Si. IT was FANTASTIC sister bonding time! Thank God for such a great mentor and sister. Not to worry I'm not going to get all religious and stuff. (Shhh... btw, Liansi's pregnant!!) She's the one who got married in January. So exciting right??? My gosh, I'm so excited, it's as if I were the one who was pregnant! I think pregnancy is a wonderful experiece, don't you think so? OK besides the puking, aches, mood swings, cravings, it's really not all ThAT bad..

The final group of the day was the SA KI group. It felt simply WONDERFUL being with them. So we made a lot of noise and attracted quite a fair bit of unwelcome attention, but I was reall yhappy being with them. It reminded me so much about my first 3 months and stuff. You tend to naturally feel comfortable with them, someway or another. Somehow, these extremely brilliant people can also act in the most moronic ways, they spent a good 15 minutes attempting not just once or twice but probably 20 times to flick plastic spoons off the Gelare table and down to Sweet Secrets one floor down. (We were at PS) MY gosh... I didn't know where to hide my face, haha... but I love the bunch nonetheless. =)

My Singular/inexistant Intelligence

For those who are doing GP or who have heard of the multiple intellegences scientists have decided to seperate IQ into, you'll know roughly what I'm talking about. For those who are clueless, here's a crash course. Not very recently, some professionals decided that IQ and EQ weren't sufficient to embody the complexities of the human intelligence. Thus, they seperated or catogerised different skills into 7 areas of intelligence. Namely,


Linguistic intelligence ("word smart"):
Logical-mathematical intelligence ("number/reasoning smart")
Spatial intelligence ("picture smart")
Bodily-Kinesthetic intelligence ("body smart")
Musical intelligence ("music smart")
Interpersonal intelligence ("people smart")
Intrapersonal intelligence ("self smart")
Naturalist intelligence ("nature smart")

And obviously we all know from experience that the government and society places a large emphasis on Logical-mathematical intelligence and Linguistic intellegence. A large majority of the subjects we study in school fall under these catogaries.

We did a short little test to see where our main intellegences fell under and I found myself stranded with one of the more impractical and redundant intellegences if you were to think about it in the long run. Apparantly, I am predominantly mathematicallyl and interpersonally smart. How the hell is one to enter the society and procreate with MAth?!

All right that sounds a little off-course, but I seriously feel that linguistic skills or kinesthetic skills would be much more highly appreciated later on. Unless I'm bent on becoming a Math guru/spinster, why in the world would I need math? I would rather be stupid in that area and be able to do my languages well than vice versa. Ever noticed how the majority of your Math or Physics teachers often fail to articulate proper Engrish?

I suck at language! Even after spending a whole 1 hour on my Chinese essay the other day which I thought went fairly well, I barely scraped a pass! How encouraging

=(

sorry this one no link one. Decided to add colour to the boring post.

Not about me!

So I lied a bit, the beginning part of the entry still boils down to me. =) (MuaHaAH) But anyways, here's the thing. I was walking along by my poor lonely self in Bugis Junction after school on Saturday. Yes, Saturday. AC being so rich and independant they decide to oppose PM Lee's policy of a 5 day work week. So anyways, just as I was dragging my feet across the buffered marble of the complex, a bright a-go-go hairband on a familiar face caught my eye. And lo and behold! It was none other than the oh-so-fashionable AiPing!! And with her was my all time facourite stick friend Dhabitah!

Now as most of you know I often seem to be the most unemotive and nonchalent person. Not the kind who would go around malls squealing with delight as I hug girlfriends whom I haven't seen in a while, (not that long in fact) However somehow I wasn't able to control myself that day, something took over me, pulled me across to them like a pin to a super electromagnet and caused me to produced a cry at a frequency so high that I never envisioned myself to reach.

I was simply SOO delighted and happy to see them. =)

And here a shot of Aiping looking very much like her cat, Mr Kitty. Yes, Mr Kitty. Laugh at the name people. Haha... Just to prove my point, here's apicture of a feline friend though not hers in particular, there's still the resemblence.

Heheh...

Why, ACS, Why.

I did a little thinking amidst the madding rush of catching up with tutorials and lost lessons and realised one crucial point; why I had chosen to travel half an hour by car and one hour by train to this rather old, over-charging and extremely far away school.

I yearn to be different and stand out.

The reason is that simple, it had been staring at me blatantly in the face for the past few weeks and yet I looked right through it as if it were cellophane. Allow me to explain further how going to AC allows me to stand out. As most of you know, I'm the only hildan there. I know that my grades weren't exactly fantasitic, they weren't even single digit. One to ordinary, zilch to exception to the norm. But unlike my fellow JC-going counterparts, some who did better than me, I dared ot venture out of the safety waters, the east.

I managed to stand out in St Hilda's for the previous 2 years by doing considerably well, (seriously I don't mean to brag despite my often claims of ego) But however, after my O level results failed me to leave my 'mark' in St hilda's, I had to make my final mark in order to not let my labour throughout the 2 years go to waste just because the fruits were rotten. I wasn't planning to give up that easily.

And thus I decided on a prominent JC in the west, one which is well-known, and reputed to be high-achieving in many ways. The fact that the school was so suited to my liking of being English-based was simply a bonus.

I'm in ACJC. And I don't care if you think I'm bragging or you think AC's not good, I know I sound naggy after practically alternating posts about AC, but ehy, it's MY life and MY blog now. *snobbish look*

No la, AC's not that snobby. =)

Entertainment 101

Hey! I've decided to be less wordy and more entertaining, since Annie finds that my blog 'ain't rawkin no more'. Haha, I came across these 2 videos on U-tube that evening, one is downright fantastic (if you're an amateur guitarist like me) and one is downright freaking hilarious. Serious, trust me. It's been a long time since I've come this close to peeing in my pants.

So, for all you budding guitarists out there this one's for you!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QjA5faZF1A8&feature=Favorites&page=1&t=t&f=b

By the ways, not to take credit for the video, it was introduced to me by Aiping dearest who was introduced to it by her friend. Perhaps it's him playing, haha...

All right, and here's the one EVERYONE should watch. Shoot yourself if you don't. It's WAY better than Russell Peters. But then again, even my grandma telling a joke is funnier than him.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4cQ3BoHFas&feature=Favorites&page=1&t=t&f=b

It simply rocks!!

MY gosh, I'll put up more interesting links once in a while. But for now, since my sister sold the camera cable and I no longer can upload any new silly photographs, here's one from the Presbyterian fund-raising funfair a bunch of us from the church band went for. We paid $4 for this off-centre, mid-range resolution, amateurly taken photograph. So appreciate it!

And here's us being completely aesthetic and original. Considering that we had 6 shots to use up, a few weird ones wouldn't do any harm right? So presenting the Primate. Evolution of the intellectual to the 'kiam pa'.

Me, Myself and I.

Yes, blogger has finally agreed ot adhere to my clicks. And here is the photograph I promised of the wonderful company I left in SA. Honestly I've been beginning to feel the pinch of choosing to enter ACJC as much as I tell myself each day that it's merely the beginning and that it all gets better over time. It's not that the people here are exactly hostile, they just aren't as warm and welcoming as those which I left in SA. Well looking on the bright side at least they aren't sickeningly overly enthusiastic and happy-clappy, (a term presumably coined by my ex-Lit teacher.) Perhaps the attractive fact that AC is in the Top 5 this year causes all the uptightness and lack of silly hee-haw prancing about.

One thing however that has occured to my surprise is that despite me having been moving around alone half of the time, I don't feel as lonely and enstranged from civilisation than as I did when the same thing happened in SA. I narrowed it down to 2 possibilities of this behaviour,

1) I've become so caught up in ensuring I do well for the A levels that social companionship no longer is my exact top priority and worry. Namely, I've become immune to the feeling of solitude.

2) SA was full of smiling people whose only concern in the world weren't their grades but whether they were socially accepted and deemed 'in' by their peers and thus pranced about in groups ranging from 2s to 20s. However this was obviously not true for AC as people, though walking in groups, are actually rather segregated in their own ways and thus make not being 'in' look perfectly normal and sometimes, you look better off.

Obviously I'd prefer the latter to be true.

And as much as I'm itching like hell to complain/bitch about specific groups of people in the school, I decided that it would be much muCH wiser not to as (sadly) they make up quite a prominent number in my school. Anyways, in case you're about to condemn me for all this un-love, I've been doing my best not to upset people as well as myself by making snide remarks at or about these people. I do admit that I did do so the last couple of days, but hey, I went through today without any comment whatsoever about them!

It's one commandment everyone should obey (besides ALL of them), to love others as thyself.

I'm getting used ot it. I'm getting used to it. I'm getting used to it. I'm getting used to it.

A lil' devotion...

I decided to devote a short little post to my ex-3-month-old fellow comrads from SAJC from where we've all split to multiple directions. Well, actually the majority of those whom you see in the photographs have remained Saints, so if any desperado cannot help but be himself and wants to get to know any of them, GO THERE YOURSELF LA!

Okay, blogger is killing me by refusing to upload my photographs of the gorgeous babes in SAJC, (Guys, DRool.) And thus I am but left to entertain you with my words of wisdom.

Now do as I've said in the previous post. I promise a more entertaining and fully fascinating post once I get this bloody blogger working the way I want it to work.

And I shall take my leave to boost my blain I mean brain power by eating live LuoHan from my neighbours tank.