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I'm not going to pretend that I'm not pissed with your unprofessionalism. I am and I'm disappointed.

Free from the Tea~!

I admit that I did experience a slight annoyance and disappointment at the conductor's decision to scrap the Chrysenthemum Tea song. I saw it coming as soon as the cello screeched and the bass entered at the wrong time. Don't take me wrongly, it's not as if they were the reason why it flopped, just that they were the start of all of us (ok me) screwing up. Despite the 'damn-wasted-la' feeling, I was soon overwhelmed by a wave of relief and gladness. I can honestly say that even my unfeelingness towards the decision to scrap the song, considering how many hours I spent listening, arranging, writing and stressing over the bloody song, was pretty surprising even to me. The only reason I'd be upset would be because I feel that I've let the other 'hua-hua' members down, because I saw that look in each of their faces. I truly, truly apologise to those who really wanted the song and those who made the effort to set aside time for the piece. And I'm sorry for just sitting there and not attempting to salvage the song in any manner as Sheng told us that we couldn't perform, because part of me wanted the piece to be srapped. Sorry for just letting the matter go just like that, the song has drained me to such an extent that I really didn't want to perform it any more than I did. I truly apologise because I feel that it really is largely my fault for arranging it in a manner so shitty that it was, according to Sheng, near impossible to perform, and for not arranging for more practices (with the bloody locked pianos) before this 'presentation'.

However I did feel sorely misjustified at first, considering that I'd just sat through a freaking loooooong SAT paper and that we were lacking 3 crucial instruments and that we hadn't had warning about this sudden 'audition'. But I told myself, 'Stop making excuses.' Because seriously, I'm sure he can tell whether we can or cannot make it. (But I didn't like the fact that he made it sound as if we were all disillusioned with our playing) Hello, even a deaf person can tell we sucked la.

But I can tell you another thing that's for certain, I'm going to be a way, Way , WAY happier person at least for this week, cos I no longer have that retarded Chrysenthemum Song on auto-replay in my head! [The headaches have disappeared yet again!] I'm going to treat my section like a bunch of princesses for this week!! Yes, sorry for being a shitty SL the last couple of weeks. I owe you guys man!

Happy!!! Even the heat was bearable today! haha... I'm going down EARLY tomorrow to 'choup' the aircon classrooms so that PEOPLE can't say that CELLO SECTION didn't COME ON TIME to get a classroom. whatever shit la.

Choir was surreal. =)

Head ache Away!

I'd been having perpetual headaches the past couple of weeks. Heck, more like ever since SYF season started. These were tension headaches more than anything else, and probably also due to my tendency to clench my teeth whenever I'm stressed. (My money-sucking Prothedontist suggested Botox at 1.2K a jab) I reckon that's the main cause of me waking up with dull aches every morning, it seriously ruins your day and as my mum would say, robs of the quality of life. Unwilling to continually stuff myself with Panadol, and, (according to siyi) kill my nerves, I lived with these aches most of the time till they became part of my head.

Walking about the central area of Singapore yesterday had a surprisingly refreshing effect on me. Despite our scorching, humid weather resulting in my constant squinting and quite sticky skin, I found myself in a rather cheerful mood. My friends (esp my section) would know what the heat normally does to me. Let's just say you wouldn't want to get within a 1-metre radius of me should I be in a non-airconditioned place. It had suddenly dawned upon me that I hadn't done anything for the past few weeks which wasn't related to 1) going to class 2)going home 3)going for CO 4) going for a CO related thing. My freaking mental life involves shuttling between schoolwork and co. I'm ashamed to say my mind's still with work even when I'm in church.

And hence the several hours spent yesterday just bumming around the library and mall were extremely, extremely liberating. I actually found myself free from all headaches for those hours! Yay! I seriously haven't felt so happy in a long time. And this coming from a trip to the National Libray, haha, how sad and deprived is that? :) hey, pool's still on ok!

However the bliss was short-lived and the headache began resurfacing as soon as I stepped into the car and the formidable mound of undone work rose from yonder horizon.

Singapore's development

When my sister left Singapore 5 months ago, all we saw of the Singapore ferris wheel was it's support column. When she returns she'll be welcome by the mammoth on the Bays of Marina. I think the construction workers work damn fast.
This is what I saw in early Feb...

And this is what we had in late April:

Cool right? That's our 'foreign talent' at work. Haha..

screwed

My biological clock's screwed, and I hate having a perpetual headache, maybe that's just the feeling of being alive and schooling in a Singaporean education system whilst arranging a dumb song about Chrysemthemum tea and hence having it replaying in your head 24/7.

Credits to xw's typical rubbish-ness, here's something uber-lame:

You know Fish and Co has Bah Kut Teh? Never knew right.. Allow me to show you the menu-

Haha.. Makes me laugh every time! :)

Refresh

All right people, laugh at my stupidity and cave-like behaviour now.


I've been looking at people's uber outdated posts and comments from April each time I visited their blogs or looked at my tagboard. I discovered then, to my horror, that this sudden inactivity wasn't due to the SYF, NOO... And that NOO... these people had not disappeared from the face of the Earth or mass-boycotted Blogger. This sudden lack of updates, or so it seemed, was merely due to me

not
pressing
'Refresh'



This little fact only came to my attention when my friend told me to read her updated blog, which I found, as usual, was not. And so I adventurously decided to click 'Refresh'



Shit!!

A whole LIST or essays flurried across my eyes as I discovered what I'd been missing all these weeks. haiya.. And yes, I didn't realise that any of you had tagged on my tagboard with all your sweet/funny/lame/encouraging tags till late this evening! when I clicked 'Refresh', yet again!

WOW GENUIS ME!!




So now that that mystery of the disappeared bloggers has been solved, I'd like to make it clear to Mr Pres, I'm not emo! :P I merely didn't see the tags and hence didn;t reply, so if I seemed like I was emo, I wasn't ok, haha... (IMH next week) haha...

I can't possibly reply all the tags on that puny tagboard, so I shall make them here. Spot your own replies. :D

1) I LURVE SUATLING!!
2) The Gold ROCKS
3) Thanks annie dear!! I really can't wait for you to come down!!
4) Chicken your neh la, haha.. thx emo kid
5) FAT MAN MY FOOT, sometimes I'd wish he'd just eat his dizi/sheng/suana
6) Go update your blog calvin, or did I not click refresh enough times? =)



And here's my great section!



I had corn bread in my mouth. hehheh...

Anon

Don't burden yourself with feelings of guilt or unhappiness about what happened, seriously I don't mind and completely understand (at least I think I do). 2 emo people rarely result in either feeling better about the situation or themselves, emo periods are meant to be spent alone wallowing in self pity and what not. It's a human nature thing to want to inflict even more hurt to distract themselves from what'sr really hurting them. And I know what 'marn' means to you, just as how concert means to a lot of us. That's namely why I've stopped asking you to not enter mun, becuse I know full well you will no matter what and there's no changing your mind. All I do is chide you for doing so out of my frustration because of that anal, paranoid i'm-so-powerful woman breathing down my neck about all things 'cello/bass'. Because if one withdraws, so can all the other pissed of people who care more abt academics which currently seems to be happening right now. So ignore all those who tell you withdraw from it because I seriously think it'll help you more than it'll help us. I wouldn't give up something that's going to help my career if it didn't mean saving someone else's life. And it looks like we both have problems with emotions, haha.. Well, you know that IQ is inversely related to Emotions ya? haha...

=|

I hate having to be strong sometimes. I hate being so logical and techinical with my emotions such that I rationalise way before I feel. I hate not being able to breakdown because I neither have the ability nor the right to because I'm supposed to give it all to God no matter what. I feel like I've lost the right to be expressively upset ever since I became a Christian because why the hell should I be crying when I have God's love and grace shining upon me? I'm not being sarcastic, I'm merely stating what goes through my mind whenever I feel upset or see people upset.

Gosh I couldn't even cry if I wanted to. I merely tear. Where's the satisfaction in that?

Stupid malfunctioning tear glands. It sucks being all emo and not being able to let it out. Know what constipation feels like? Yeah it's just like that, only the discomfort's not up your ass.

But our Gold still rocks. =)

GOLD

I've never been more estatic!! I've repeated my sentiments to tonnes of people about us achieving gold already, so I'm extremely lazy to regurgitate everything again.

Haha, can't wait to see those CO clowns strip on stage on monday! They said they would if we got a gold, haha... :D

And I lURVEE our China-teachers!

YAYYYYYY!!!!!!!

We've left our legacy!!

SYF Rush!

According to blogger, this is my 100th post! *Applause!* I shall try and make this a memorable one though I must say that my mind is rather void of ideas or ramblings of sorts as yet. Nevertheless, there's always our all time favourite topic of SYF to talk about!

We've been getting well-needed visits from Barker's current CO conductor who happens to be very closely linked to ACCO. For one, he was once the VP, and his brother who is currently in J1 is in ACCO playing the chinese equivalent of a bass guitar. Never in my life have I seen brothers who are such worlds apart. Lets start superficially, while one has nice tofu-ish skin, the latter has uber tanned, not so silky skin. This, apparently, is due to their difference in dietry preferences. One's vegetarian whilst the other's a hard core meat-lover. One's extremely good with sports and the chapteh whilst the other apparently is unable to ride a bike even. One's extremely EXTREMELY musically talented and seems to have a tuner implated in his head whilst the other is, well, very musically talented as well but simply has a tendency towards angsty punk rock music as opposed to Orchestral music. One is highly eloquent and poised whilst the other is in a perpetual slouch and often begins his sentences with obscenities.

Man I'd like to meet their parents.

High

I've been relatively high considering that our SYF is less than 2 weeks away and AC is typically renowned for it's award winning performing arts CCAs.. All that but the Chinese Orchestra that is. Here's what we've collected as yet:

Drama: Gold with Honours

Indian Dance (first time): Silver

Guitar Club: Gold with Honours

Dance: Gold with Honours.

All that is left is the band, choir, and of course our all time favourite, the Anglo Chinese Chinese Orchestra! We all know what the first two are likely to achieve during the competitions and the inevitable stress falls on us.

However I find myself getting more and more cheerful and, if I dare say, relaxed as the day approaches whilst some around me are beginning to succumb to the stress. CHEER UP EVERYONE!! :D I know you want to slap me now. haha.. I've been finding myself in awfully positive moods as well, a plate of chicken rice from the Malay stall made me so hyper on Thursday that I got so tired from smling and chewing on ayam concurrently. (the chicken is damn good ok!) I haven't felt like murdering anyone all week (ok besides that one occasion with my dad) but even that was quickly forgotten/forgiven.

Yay.. Happieee. Don't spoil my mood or you'll be in deep sh-.... crap.

:D

omg, I just saw AC's 2005 SYF Dance performance, the song is damn old and retro! We looked soooo gay! But I'm proud they got an honours this round. =)

If I were to remain angry at my dad everytime he pissed us off, I'd be dead from high blood pressure by now.

Funny how you can love one parent so much and detest the other so much.

:D!!!

:D

Haha, all the funny tags, you guys rock man, haha... Anyways all's been pretty well, I'm no emo kid ok! =) Anyways, my mum removed another gall stone, it's one freaking cm!!!

She already had her gall bladder removed last year because it had literally become a sack of stones. (she always hopes they'll find diamonds one day) However she's got an infection now and needs to warded for a longer period of time. But she's as lively as ever, I think she's causing chaos in the hospital! She told me yesterday of how she 'escaped' from the hospital in her pyjamas with her friend who had come to visit and gone back to the office to do some work. I think making a working woman sit down and do nothing but stone is pure torture! She's been bathing as often as she can, treating the ward's linen cupboard as if it were the chambermaid's trolley of toiletries and buying all the drinks from the vending machine. She's been literally taking 'drink orders' from some of her ward mates, haha... There was this one lady who's eyes lit up when she saw my mum's milo, and a lot of these people don't really bring in cash, but my mum enjoys it, at least she's not sitting down and rotting! I think pretty soon she'll be ordering Canadian 2-for-1 in!

This morning she told me how her hand almost exploded because they hadn't inserted the drip needle into her vein and she began illustrating an image of her squirting juice at everyone in the ward, hahaa... She's damn positive about everything, people poke wrong also can make fun, haha.. =D Unlike some who would probably on the line with their attourny right now sueing sgh for malpractice/mal-poking.

I wanted to put up a picture of gallstones for educational purposes but found the ones on Google a little disturbingly grotesque. So if you're curious and have want to see stones, go google it yourself. Or if you like, I can bring my mom's bottle of stones! yes, she keeps them in a bottle in the office, haha.. yes I know the thought of that is pretty sick, but they literally are black stones.

All righti then, time for our FANTASTIC rehearsal at Singapore Conference Hall.

MY BLAZER STINKS LIKE CRAZY!!!! ARGH!!

I need someone to help me reformat computer because, yes, I admit, I'm a total idiot when it comes to anything more than Microsoft Word manipulation.

My mummy got admitted into the hospital. =(

My parents are really aging fast and I hate feeling so helpless just because I'm stuck in the Education system. They're closing in on 60 which is probably the age of some of your grandparents. Already my dad's gone slightly senile, deaf and batty and his diabetes isn't making it any easier. My mum's pretty fit for her age, but as you see, age still takes it's toll, especially when you're stressed 24/7, can't sit down for proper meals and have secretaries who are at constant cold wars. As I sat in my mum's office desk last night eating dapao-ed sapofun with my parents and the secretary, I really regretted ponning school and not doing my 'duty'as a student. My mum couldn't even take 5 consecutive mouthfuls of rice without stopping to answer calls. Gosh even the secretary was stressed! See, don't be a lawyer, doesn't pay. Stick to civil service where meal times are fixed and if you're lucky, you get to buy Mee Pok Gan for 50 cents in a primary school canteen.

Haha... yay PE tomorrow!!

And I don't want to pay 30 freaking bucks for a pair of ugly cream pants which I'm not going to wear after SYF!!!

Bliss!

As you can see, my computer's back again! I must say it's a real pleasant ending for my horrible week, especially since I was sent for DC twice and had (ridiculous) BRILLIANT audtitions by the CO whereby I produced notes and tones I never knew existed on the cello and at amazingly obscure rhythms. Whoo!, well done me! Anyways that isn't bothering me much.

=) I've had such a nice week because of all the wonderful people tagging, ( I feel so loved!!) Awww.... Haha, excuse the bimbo outbreak. Anyways, thanks guys, really. Not really in my nature to express my gratitude, but I shall give all of you an honourable mention on this post. ^v^- My dear kuku(s) feifei & aiping, yee, anli, xiangwei, the chiobu, siyi and even the abominable oily/toothpick. But darrell if you tag anymore rubbish I shall expose to the world the picture of you and Mr Jack Neo! But yes, you guys have made my week despite having to deal with several atrocious teachers, killer assignments and the immense pressure of cello crash-practices.

But now I can't get to my email, which is the MOST important thing right now!!! Ah!!!!

Emotional Constipation

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.

My computer is down because somebody jinxed it. =P

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 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!!

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?