Tuesday, August 31, 2004
today was teacher's day. it was okay.
my J1 seniors wanted to go eat with sec 4s after sch, but end up only me going becus the rest wanted to mug for prelims. we went Venezia to eat (i had rum&raisin~!) and chatted a li'l. well i found out abit about how desperate their schs are sourcing for vb players to make the team next year. and i also found out JC physics is a killer subject (so probably i'm not gonna take physics in JC, if i make it there in the first place).
so that was how i spent my entire morning and a little afternoon, catching up with my seniors. i think there's nothing completely wrong with it, just that during that time my friends would probably have been mugging at home while i was eating ice-cream.
i hate to say this again, but, well done, Chun Li.
:(
Me Cindy and Shanny went happily to shop for cookie mix and cheese cake mix(for the next day's class breakfast), and happily went to Cindy's house to make the cookies. Then we happily poured the cookie powder into a bowl, added butter, then, it said in the instructions: "add 1 egg" and we realised Cindy's house ran out of eggs, so we had to go NTUC at Coronation. And to our horror, the racks were empty! and i mean really empty clean swept empty. so we ran to the bubble tea shop (dont ask me why), the popiah shop, the new Wadever cake shop to ask, all don have! we walked out and was about to give up when we decided to give the chicken rice stall a last try, and yepp, after getting weird stares from the customers and chicken rice uncle, we paid 40cents for an egg (more like daylight robbery in my opinion). So that was my egg-venture. (ok the egg-venture=adventure thing was quite lame).
So that settles the cookie. Then while preparing the cheese cake mix, we realised we dont have cold fresh milk! With our innovative mind we substituted it with ice milo we made ourselves. So, in the end we had milo cheesecake, which was brown instead of the usual yellow.
i surprised my momma with a birthday cake today. i came home with this fruity cake and my momma was in the kitchen cooking so i quickly asked me brother to stash it somewhere in his room. well he cleverly stuffed the entire box of cake into his cupboard in between his clothes. and it was there the whole time while we ate dinner and pretended we forgot her birthday.
after that when she was in the kitchen doing the dishes we scurried to get the cake and find a lighter and quickly set everything up on the dining table and went back to watching tv to act normal. and when my mom came out of the kitchen she was like "woah!". ha i bet she thought we forgot her birthday or sth. Yeaps she liked it alright, and i gave her some cookie i made which was chao-tah cus i put it in the microwave oven too long.
so that was how i spent one day baking. while the rest of my class was probably mugging for prelims at home. well done, chunli.
I realised, that without patients, there wouldn't be doctors. So doctors are not doctors if there are no sick ppl or injured ppl around. Without students there are no teachers. Without bad people, policemen don't exist.
So if the police are to be around, there must be a need for ppl to be murderers, robbers, thieves, mafia, and whatever there is.
So to conclude, if there were no policemen there are no bad people?
okay nonsense aside, if you haven't realised, its the season to mug again. This reminds me of 4 years ago when i was still an innocent little kid pia-ing my butt off for PSLE. Now its Prelims and Os. And I'm gonna work hard again. I HAVE to.
Come another 2 years, it'll be A levels. Life is as predictable as it gets, isn't it?
I find i'm stuck in this constant rat-race for the top, to be labelled as a "smart kid", this never-ending clamour for good grades.
And i have to say i struggle to stay afloat.
Or maybe i'm just not trying hard enough.
'Cause if they do, i think i'm dying.
And as usual i am right.
2 farewell parties in a row. How very nice.
Today we threw a surprise farewell party for Abigail. I rushed down from training all stinky and sticky just in time to sing the class song. and the potluck dinner was very nice(we had mash potato, cheese cake, jelly, ice-cream)! but that's just a side point because the main point is that this is abigail's farewell party. after dinner, i played a little guitar along with yanyun at the piano while they sang a self-penned version of Jay Chou's new song qi li xiang, specially for Abigail. I think the lyrics of the self-penned version is very touching, talks abt friendship in a special way, and i thought about Abbie leaving. And i felt sad.
Then come tomorrow, there's the sec 4s volleyball farewell gathering too. And this year's gathering is extra special because in a way its also a farewell party for my coach (who's not gonna coach nygh anymore). To say our last goodbye to her. And before the party has started, i feel sad already.
Bahhhh i don't like farewells. :(
Today me and Shanny tried our 2nd venue in our search for the most conducive study place. We went to KAP, and out of a 10, we gave it a 5. here's why.
we were nicely settled in a corner on the 1st floor and doing our work when a stench overwhelmed me. i thought, once again, its probably a syndrome of pre-Prelim stress, for our sense organs to go hay-wire sometimes, but i looked up to see Shanny wrigglin her nose too. We located the origins of the stench to an old uncle who was sitting across us. He was reading the newspapers and my brain tells me he won't be leaving any time soon. Apparently Shanny's brain told her the same thing becus she said, "I don't think he'll be leaving soon.", and we burst out laughing. i know its very mean to laugh at ppl, cus mayb the old ah chek was born with BO, just like how i'm born with single-eyelids, but i cldn't help it! so we decided to take a toilet break and hopefully the uncle wld be gone by then. but no! he was still happily reading his newspaper. there was no other nice seats arnd so me and shanny decided to sit it out and pretend its not there. which worked! so this just goes to show that when ur studying real hard ur other senses switch off. which just means one thing.
i can finally say (without hesitations or doubts), that i AM studying for prelims. (coming from me, its really an achievement)
i was with a group of friends cheorographing and practising the moves. some of my friends were acting like monkeys becus the song we chose was Tarzan and Jane by Toybox.
but say without the policy, the post would be this:
i was with Shanny Zinc Julianna Michk and Cheryl cheorographing and practising the moves. Michk and espcially Zinc were acting like monkeys becus the song we chose was Tarzan and Jane by Toybox.
Well i try to refrain from naming ppl becus i dunno how michk and zinc will feel about the whole world knowing them as ppl who act like monkeys. Thats why i had this policy in the first place.
But y'know sth i like being mentioned in other ppl's blog(in a positive way lah). so i assume michk and zinc and any of my frens would feel honoured too to be named?
So, to conclude, i will lift this policy.
Speak now or forever keep ur peace.
After the Pledge the first song was played over the PA system, I was behind my monitress at the front because I squeezed to the front to have a clearer view of the march past. It was then I saw her cry. If there was something I cldnt bear, it is to see my friends cry. She's going abroad to study ‘cause her dad's been posted overseas. It makes me feel very sad to know that by the end of this month she'd no longer be around to be the monitress the whole class had grown to be dependent on, a friend we had learned to love.
I guess crying is contagious, because my classmates all around me started to tear too. And all the while the songs like "We will get there" and "We are Singapore" kept playing, which didnt make things any better 'cause it just added to the sadness. The funny thing is for ppl who didn't know better they thought my class is crying because we're overwhelmed by the nation's 39 years of progress, filled with patriotism and love for the country (whatever~).
I finally saw what is true friendship today, and I'm again reminded that ppl don't treasure something or some one until they are gone.
After sitting beside her for so long, I've already grown used to her using me as a doodling board sometimes, her occasional fantansy of trying to bite someone's arm, her constant scream of "Don’t eat in class!", her lunatical and sometimes retarded behaviour (no offense! =P), well, basically, just grown to be used to sitting beside an insane friend like her. Now that she's leaving, there'd be an empty space beside me, and I don’t know if I can ever get used to that.
Heyyyy Abbie if you're reading this, I just wanna tell you that I will miss you. I really will.
we were still cycling when the rain got heavier and heavier, and the soft drops of rain morphed into bigggg splattering drops beating down on us. so we chiong-ed all the way from the park to the nearest HDB block! It was quite a long way cus we still had to cross the highway, and by the time we reached shelter we were dripping wet, and i mean drippingly wet.
when we finally reached a dry place, i suddenly remember my phone, which by then was already too late. it drowned in my friend's pouch (he was keepin it for me cus i didn hv a pocket). there was not a sound when i tried to revive it, and the backlight was completely off. for a while it flickered, but soon after, it died.
but heyyy, it was quite fun cycling in the rain! i mean, its not everyday that i get to chill out in the rain y'know, and i definitely felt better after all the cycling.
all in all, i think ppl shld take more time off to cycle, walk or jog or do just do somthin in the rain, cus its fun!
1) I keep having ppl give me comments of a sexy voice through-out the week. Even my tuition teacher said it! I almost fainted when he told me becus, he is, after all, my tuition teacher. I was a little worried becus my REAL and NORMAL voice still hadn't come back on friday, and i was beginnin to think that it wun come back at all, and i'd be stuck with this voice for the rest of my life. (that'd be terrible cus imagine when i say the marriage pledge "i do", i'd sound lower than my husband-to-be. quite a scary thought.) but thankfully, i'm fully recovered. but the funny thing is i do miss a little of my low-outta-tune voice.
2) I've founded the RPLC with a friend, and am now a co-president of the club. RPLC is actually in short for Recess Pot Luck Club. Basically members of this RPLC would just have to bring a certain type of food from home, and we have meetings every recess to share the food. The aims and objectives of this club is to foster relations and to save on resources, especially our financial resources(in simpler terms, to save pocket-money). We had our first meetin on friday, and it went well. Hopefully we'd see a growth in membership so that the club would keep running. To RPLC!
today was teacher's day. it was okay.
my J1 seniors wanted to go eat with sec 4s after sch, but end up only me going becus the rest wanted to mug for prelims. we went Venezia to eat (i had rum&raisin~!) and chatted a li'l. well i found out abit about how desperate their schs are sourcing for vb players to make the team next year. and i also found out JC physics is a killer subject (so probably i'm not gonna take physics in JC, if i make it there in the first place).
so that was how i spent my entire morning and a little afternoon, catching up with my seniors. i think there's nothing completely wrong with it, just that during that time my friends would probably have been mugging at home while i was eating ice-cream.
i hate to say this again, but, well done, Chun Li.
:(
writing at 3:14 PM
Monday, August 30, 2004
Me Cindy and Shanny went happily to shop for cookie mix and cheese cake mix(for the next day's class breakfast), and happily went to Cindy's house to make the cookies. Then we happily poured the cookie powder into a bowl, added butter, then, it said in the instructions: "add 1 egg" and we realised Cindy's house ran out of eggs, so we had to go NTUC at Coronation. And to our horror, the racks were empty! and i mean really empty clean swept empty. so we ran to the bubble tea shop (dont ask me why), the popiah shop, the new Wadever cake shop to ask, all don have! we walked out and was about to give up when we decided to give the chicken rice stall a last try, and yepp, after getting weird stares from the customers and chicken rice uncle, we paid 40cents for an egg (more like daylight robbery in my opinion). So that was my egg-venture. (ok the egg-venture=adventure thing was quite lame).
So that settles the cookie. Then while preparing the cheese cake mix, we realised we dont have cold fresh milk! With our innovative mind we substituted it with ice milo we made ourselves. So, in the end we had milo cheesecake, which was brown instead of the usual yellow.
__
i surprised my momma with a birthday cake today. i came home with this fruity cake and my momma was in the kitchen cooking so i quickly asked me brother to stash it somewhere in his room. well he cleverly stuffed the entire box of cake into his cupboard in between his clothes. and it was there the whole time while we ate dinner and pretended we forgot her birthday.
after that when she was in the kitchen doing the dishes we scurried to get the cake and find a lighter and quickly set everything up on the dining table and went back to watching tv to act normal. and when my mom came out of the kitchen she was like "woah!". ha i bet she thought we forgot her birthday or sth. Yeaps she liked it alright, and i gave her some cookie i made which was chao-tah cus i put it in the microwave oven too long.
so that was how i spent one day baking. while the rest of my class was probably mugging for prelims at home. well done, chunli.
writing at 10:09 PM
Sunday, August 29, 2004
I realised, that without patients, there wouldn't be doctors. So doctors are not doctors if there are no sick ppl or injured ppl around. Without students there are no teachers. Without bad people, policemen don't exist.
So if the police are to be around, there must be a need for ppl to be murderers, robbers, thieves, mafia, and whatever there is.
So to conclude, if there were no policemen there are no bad people?
-
okay nonsense aside, if you haven't realised, its the season to mug again. This reminds me of 4 years ago when i was still an innocent little kid pia-ing my butt off for PSLE. Now its Prelims and Os. And I'm gonna work hard again. I HAVE to.
Come another 2 years, it'll be A levels. Life is as predictable as it gets, isn't it?
I find i'm stuck in this constant rat-race for the top, to be labelled as a "smart kid", this never-ending clamour for good grades.
And i have to say i struggle to stay afloat.
Or maybe i'm just not trying hard enough.
writing at 7:25 PM
Monday, August 16, 2004
'Cause if they do, i think i'm dying.
writing at 9:43 PM
Saturday, August 14, 2004
And as usual i am right.
2 farewell parties in a row. How very nice.
Today we threw a surprise farewell party for Abigail. I rushed down from training all stinky and sticky just in time to sing the class song. and the potluck dinner was very nice(we had mash potato, cheese cake, jelly, ice-cream)! but that's just a side point because the main point is that this is abigail's farewell party. after dinner, i played a little guitar along with yanyun at the piano while they sang a self-penned version of Jay Chou's new song qi li xiang, specially for Abigail. I think the lyrics of the self-penned version is very touching, talks abt friendship in a special way, and i thought about Abbie leaving. And i felt sad.
Then come tomorrow, there's the sec 4s volleyball farewell gathering too. And this year's gathering is extra special because in a way its also a farewell party for my coach (who's not gonna coach nygh anymore). To say our last goodbye to her. And before the party has started, i feel sad already.
Bahhhh i don't like farewells. :(
writing at 11:40 PM
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
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Today me and Shanny tried our 2nd venue in our search for the most conducive study place. We went to KAP, and out of a 10, we gave it a 5. here's why.
we were nicely settled in a corner on the 1st floor and doing our work when a stench overwhelmed me. i thought, once again, its probably a syndrome of pre-Prelim stress, for our sense organs to go hay-wire sometimes, but i looked up to see Shanny wrigglin her nose too. We located the origins of the stench to an old uncle who was sitting across us. He was reading the newspapers and my brain tells me he won't be leaving any time soon. Apparently Shanny's brain told her the same thing becus she said, "I don't think he'll be leaving soon.", and we burst out laughing. i know its very mean to laugh at ppl, cus mayb the old ah chek was born with BO, just like how i'm born with single-eyelids, but i cldn't help it! so we decided to take a toilet break and hopefully the uncle wld be gone by then. but no! he was still happily reading his newspaper. there was no other nice seats arnd so me and shanny decided to sit it out and pretend its not there. which worked! so this just goes to show that when ur studying real hard ur other senses switch off. which just means one thing.
i can finally say (without hesitations or doubts), that i AM studying for prelims. (coming from me, its really an achievement)
writing at 9:32 PM
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
i was with a group of friends cheorographing and practising the moves. some of my friends were acting like monkeys becus the song we chose was Tarzan and Jane by Toybox.
but say without the policy, the post would be this:
i was with Shanny Zinc Julianna Michk and Cheryl cheorographing and practising the moves. Michk and espcially Zinc were acting like monkeys becus the song we chose was Tarzan and Jane by Toybox.
Well i try to refrain from naming ppl becus i dunno how michk and zinc will feel about the whole world knowing them as ppl who act like monkeys. Thats why i had this policy in the first place.
But y'know sth i like being mentioned in other ppl's blog(in a positive way lah). so i assume michk and zinc and any of my frens would feel honoured too to be named?
So, to conclude, i will lift this policy.
Speak now or forever keep ur peace.
writing at 12:42 PM
Monday, August 09, 2004
After the Pledge the first song was played over the PA system, I was behind my monitress at the front because I squeezed to the front to have a clearer view of the march past. It was then I saw her cry. If there was something I cldnt bear, it is to see my friends cry. She's going abroad to study ‘cause her dad's been posted overseas. It makes me feel very sad to know that by the end of this month she'd no longer be around to be the monitress the whole class had grown to be dependent on, a friend we had learned to love.
I guess crying is contagious, because my classmates all around me started to tear too. And all the while the songs like "We will get there" and "We are Singapore" kept playing, which didnt make things any better 'cause it just added to the sadness. The funny thing is for ppl who didn't know better they thought my class is crying because we're overwhelmed by the nation's 39 years of progress, filled with patriotism and love for the country (whatever~).
I finally saw what is true friendship today, and I'm again reminded that ppl don't treasure something or some one until they are gone.
After sitting beside her for so long, I've already grown used to her using me as a doodling board sometimes, her occasional fantansy of trying to bite someone's arm, her constant scream of "Don’t eat in class!", her lunatical and sometimes retarded behaviour (no offense! =P), well, basically, just grown to be used to sitting beside an insane friend like her. Now that she's leaving, there'd be an empty space beside me, and I don’t know if I can ever get used to that.
Heyyyy Abbie if you're reading this, I just wanna tell you that I will miss you. I really will.
writing at 1:34 PM
Monday, August 02, 2004
we were still cycling when the rain got heavier and heavier, and the soft drops of rain morphed into bigggg splattering drops beating down on us. so we chiong-ed all the way from the park to the nearest HDB block! It was quite a long way cus we still had to cross the highway, and by the time we reached shelter we were dripping wet, and i mean drippingly wet.
when we finally reached a dry place, i suddenly remember my phone, which by then was already too late. it drowned in my friend's pouch (he was keepin it for me cus i didn hv a pocket). there was not a sound when i tried to revive it, and the backlight was completely off. for a while it flickered, but soon after, it died.
but heyyy, it was quite fun cycling in the rain! i mean, its not everyday that i get to chill out in the rain y'know, and i definitely felt better after all the cycling.
all in all, i think ppl shld take more time off to cycle, walk or jog or do just do somthin in the rain, cus its fun!
writing at 6:10 PM
Sunday, August 01, 2004
1) I keep having ppl give me comments of a sexy voice through-out the week. Even my tuition teacher said it! I almost fainted when he told me becus, he is, after all, my tuition teacher. I was a little worried becus my REAL and NORMAL voice still hadn't come back on friday, and i was beginnin to think that it wun come back at all, and i'd be stuck with this voice for the rest of my life. (that'd be terrible cus imagine when i say the marriage pledge "i do", i'd sound lower than my husband-to-be. quite a scary thought.) but thankfully, i'm fully recovered. but the funny thing is i do miss a little of my low-outta-tune voice.
2) I've founded the RPLC with a friend, and am now a co-president of the club. RPLC is actually in short for Recess Pot Luck Club. Basically members of this RPLC would just have to bring a certain type of food from home, and we have meetings every recess to share the food. The aims and objectives of this club is to foster relations and to save on resources, especially our financial resources(in simpler terms, to save pocket-money). We had our first meetin on friday, and it went well. Hopefully we'd see a growth in membership so that the club would keep running. To RPLC!
-
so today was sunday. a friend told me an incident which happened in the past. and after hearing it, i felt sad. its a type of sadness in realisation, and i donno how to put it down in words. but just that i cldn't lift my mood afterwards. :(
writing at 3:05 PM
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