I've entirely no clue what gives me the urge to blog now because if there's anything wanted to do right this minute, coming online to enjoy interaction with the keyboard will be at the bottom of the list.
Okay, I wont deny it. I'm switching on to my weary and dispirit mood. I'm still alright yesterday. Laughing and messing around with cards at Starbucks for 3 hours with my loves who never fails to draw that smile on my face.
But once I sat face to face with the monitor screen, I'm obliged to face another wave of emptiness and certain inevitable thoughts that revolve around my mind. I'm not talking about major make-you-go-headache problems. Just the typical ones.
Maybe it's the thought of being stuck at home for another week before seeing my loves again. Maybe it's the thought of sheer pressure next year. Maybe it's the thought of how I ought to whip up a story on how my big massive mouth crushed someone's dream. No, not someone's. My good friend's to be precise. I knew he could have pursue it even without my words but then again, I'm partly to blame.
Only one person involved right? Wrong.
How about disappointing someone who yearns and anticipates being blessed by the ability to look at him during monotonous lessons? In short, I'm all to blame for the fact they're apart.
I could go well with crushing good friends' dreams title. Anytime.
Who says holidays meant excitement, emptying piggybanks and tossing aside worksheets and textbooks?
Okay fine, leave the last part out. But still, I feel as though this is like some sort of silly competition to see who could ward off boredom for two months. Whoever wins get this oversized tee thrown over their head that reads "I survived 2 months of shit and I feel a sense of accomplishment".
I've already done finding definitions of those 10 weeks of words, you know, the matching and fill-in-the-blanks stuff. Not those journals. I still need to find the right time to muster good inspirations to start on those. And a horrible start on one of the chinese test. It's looks pretty okay to me without mum's help.
I think I have a date with shreya tomorrow. Movie, Doughnuts (Already sick of it, but hey, I can do the watching instead) and restocking my scrapbook supplies. I was sitting glued to the monitor screen when I just thought of a brilliant idea that involve some makeover in my room.
I don't think my parents are gna be too thrilled about it so I don't really intend to let them know about it first. Just had a tiff with my dad so uh, things are pretty unstable at home. Mum and dad are quarreling over some stupid crumple pieces of papers with a few certain digits on it.
Whoever says that money makes the world go round is wrong. Money make this world go upside down. Man, it's like this whole rotten world and your lives depanded on financial security.
And uh, I think Son Of Dork's future's pretty bleak. Kinda miss watching their new gigs on youtube. Dave and Chris'd quited like a month ago, Danny's got a new band, Steve's writing songs (I love him :D) and James' in America busy with his girlfriend's band.
I have doubt in handling 9 major subjects next year, which is a very tedious thing if as I've a very time-consuming CCA which already took away half of my weekends and thats usually the ideal time for revision.
On top of that, having to take 9 subjects and being in the best class means that each and every teacher will eventually have higher expectations on you. However, I merely scraped by the needed criteria for 9sub (by only 0.3) and only a couple of marks for English. Not that I wouldn't give my best shot next year, it's just I wouldn’t be so sure I will do as well as I did this time round.
Having surrounded by smart students sure give one the ‘push’ to thrive for better results and constant reminder of revision, but it may also mean more stress and pressure for another. Perhaps, I’ll be all demoralized by the time O'levels comes around. I'm sure you agree with me that this isn't very healthy isn’t it?
8Triple (E Geog) seems like the best choice for me. You can say it's my passion for Sciences, regardless Physics, Chemistry or Biology. As for the need to question my ability to tackle the one and only humanity, I can state with certainty that I will put all my best efforts on it instead of having to concentrate on 2 humanities. Besides, Literature really isn't worth studying.
I feel that it's unfair for the school to place me in my second option when clearly; I'm eligible for the first. Don't I have the priority to get into my first choice before the others since my results are decent enough?
I can assure you that I'll do my very best to attained the best results next year and I hereby sincerely hope that the school will acknowledge my appeal from 9subjects to 8Triple (E Geog) Many thanks.
Went to school with a mindset that urge me to appeal but Xiaolin mentioned that even if my appeal to Triple is successful, I'll still be in the 9sub class.
And I don't see why I should appeal anymore since the main reasons why I'm appealing in the first place is to avoid tough competition and also have a few familiar faces around when school starts.
I guess I shall just drop a couple of subjects along the route to hell.
Anyway, I'm having my fingers crossed and hope that I'll not get Davamoni for Literature. (Not for racist purposes her or anything) I just don't have a affinity for teachers who calls on students for answers.
Smugging and gloating over our misfortune and embarrassment. Those stupid one minute of pleasure.
The professors in Law Schools are probably worst though. I read that once in a book.
I'm so not looking forward to upper sec luh. Right now, I'm leading a lousy-to the max life.
Okay, a temporary new skin. It's a little screwed but just bear with it for a moment. I don't know if it works on your computer but I'm seeing chinese characters here and there and I'm having shades of barbie doll font colour splashed across the entries.
I don't believe this. Just signed into my student portal and realised I've disciplinary records on inappropriate attire/grooming, recorded on 25 October.
I don't remember anything, I swear. This must be an old april fool's joke.
I've attained a demerit point for nothing. Screw you, school.
I'm awfully bored at home. I need books to keep me occupied but I'm dead lazy to shift my ass to the library. So now, I'm surviving on copies of Reader Digest lying around the house (they're free) and stories from FictionPress.
I'm still debating whether to start on the absurd amount of Chinese homework given.
Right, I better get going then.
By the way, The Fading Room music are pretty good. Check them out? Click?
I'm still figuring out how to get those downloaded into my ipod.
Two days at Suntec Convention Hall for the Green and Clean Exhibition.
I didn't dread it in the first place,
who knows, it may turn out to be those days at the Science Centre in August for the Biotech fair.
I was right :D
The first day was Awesome already. Spend the first hour setting up laptop, projectors, adding necessary posters. Follow by another hour idling around, watching people past our booth and to the huge piece of 'monument' outside our booth. (That gains us alot of attention)
Snap, snap, kids and students posing with that cheesy look on the face.
And we just stared.
Afterwhich, got pretty sick of it already and Eeshuen, Zuxiang and I decided to head for breakfast while Jolene stayed to tend the booth. (We promised her Chocolate Ice-Blended)
Wandered around for 20 minutes before coming back for the booth.
Oh! And the thing about blazers. Each of us had to wear one. The super bright red one. Unfortunately, the sleeves of mine was extraordinary long and Zuxiang kept laughing and laughing and laughing... ...
He said it looks like pyjamas okay!
A couple of people came and we had to do one presentation after another.
Few minutes later, we just let it run automatically but allow them to approach us if there are any enquiries.
The second day was pretty much the same routine.
Came early to set up the stuff and then head for breakfast and McDonald. Use a binoculars from far and you're probably spot us within a couple of seconds. Thanks to Zuxiang for wearing that bright red blazer in the middle of a crowded Suntec City.
I think the boys are pretty hungry. They stole my hash brown which I bought for Jolene! Okay, maybe not. Eeshuen peeled off a couple of tiny pieces and popped them into his mouth while that Zuxiang grabbed it and bite a mouthful of it.
Head back later then we thought (close to 40 mins) and the yesterday's happening possibly replay all over. I've noticed that there's fewer people we came for a proper presentation today.
An hour later, received a phone call that the Principal and Vice principals are coming and you should see us. Stood up quickly and move around packing unwanted items lying around.
Did a quick presentation and Mr Lo asked us a reasonable number of question. (I doubt he understands half of it anyway)
Tend the booth for another hour or so, at the same, debating who should stay while the other three go for lunch. And we're all wanting Eeshuen to stay, I know he didn't want to, but he gave in somehow.
Jolene, Zuxiang and I ordered Alfredo (My favourite!) at Pastamania and when our pastas came, I threw all my unwanted slices of ham into ZuXiang's dish and Jolene dispose her peas to him too.
And that wacky Zuxiang mentioned that my brain was exactly the same size as the green pea, maybe tinier, then he poured a couple of salt onto the table, managed to pick up one and changes his mind about the size of my brain.
The next few hours at the booth was drop dead boring. No more presentations and we just sat in a circle and fed each other with laughter trying out new games we invented. I'm all defeated and the demented moron started the whole pea-sized brain again.
I like the story-telling best. This is how it goes. Anyone could start first. Just say something random like "Once upon a time..." and all, then the other person will continue by adding another sentence.
So basically, we made up a story about a bird whose wife died an reincarnate to become a cow who somehow got punished and was sent to a faraway island filled with mosquitoes.
The other was a romantic story whereby Zuxiang and Lejing pledge their undying love for each other. This one was super, duper funny b'cause when it came to Zuxiang's turn, he tries to change the whole story by bringing a bird in. And Eeshuen, Jolene and I tries to wind it back. I'm still unsure how it came to the point that Zuxiang was squashed and needed an operation (which actually failed)
Haha, if you wna hear more, Zuxiang had a recording of it in his phone.
Oh, and we had to do another presentation and answered a string of questions but afterwhich, it's okay because we're already packing up, moving the items into the lorry and ready to head back home.
Man, I couldn't even find any drawbacks in this event. Free food, goodie bags, laughter and only on a few circumstances which we needed to open our mouths and explain. And, we're paid 14 bucks for this!
Reached school at 730 this morning since Mrs Tan didn't specify what time we are leaving, so Jolene suggested that should go early in any case.
Eeshuen and Zuxiang'd already arrived, waiting outside the auditorium fiddling with Zuxiang's camera.
15minutes later, we're off to DNA hub to do our 'duplicated' experiment on the oil turning red. And trying to look for alternative bacteria, or any chemical that could harden the oil.
Look what we've found inside the kit we got our Microbial Suspension from.
The label reads "Oil Hungry Bacteria" Pretty cute huh?
It comes in sprinkles form, scatter some on the surface of a fish tank and your poor lil' fish would probably be dead less than 24 hours.
Anyway, we decided to give it a try since the original one didn't really look right.
Left school at 930 for Suntec City. Cabbed with Eeshuen, Mrs Tan and Jolene (Zuxiang gone for IT), was pretty quiet without that guy.
Set up and doll up our booth, table cloths were cut, pulled over tables, posters on walls and the other group had their plants up. You know, stuff like that.
Was done within an hour :D
Past Citylink today and went totally gaga over newurbanmale tote bags! The clinky sound made when shaking my piggybank will be gone soon.
Going back tomorrow and Wednesday to tend the booth. We're getting allowance from the school. Okay, not much. 4 to 6 bucks a day. Still, we didn't grumble over the measly sum.
I was paranoid yesterday alright. But today's a different matter altogether.
I'm going close to insane, demented in all means.
So uh, I thought I might meet Mrs Tan at the botanical garden but I was wrong. Turns out I'll have to call her anyway. But as I fumbled into my pockets, I just realised my god damn phone was lost.
No, I was not worried what my parents had got to say then. And neither am I worried about the odds of tackling boredom without it during the holidays.
I'm disturbed by the fact that we're gna end up having no posters or so ever on Monday for the exhibition.
Jolene left me Mrs Tan's number before she went out of town and it's in the phone miles away.
Meanwhile, SIAW EESHUEN HADN'T ANSWER MY PHONE NOR TEXT ME BACK FOR THREE DAYS STRAIGHT! Tell me how can I not be worried?
The next time I see him, he'll be a dead man. No doubt here.
The label reads "Oil Hungry Bacteria"