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Tuesday, November 10, 2009 M09203 Chalet Class chalet is over.I'm not going to blog about it at all (unless a miracle happens). Several pictures are up on Facebook already, while waiting for other people to upload other various pictures/videos. Well, even if I blog about it, lots of censorship of thoughts and ideas and several comments by others and several sections are going to be practised. Then, it becomes desperately obvious what I want to actually harp about. I actually can remember everything that you said to me. I think it became from jealousy to worship. Ouch. If only I am less selfish - Labels: censor, chalet, class, class outing, facebook, jealousy Tuna swam @5:57 PM ; 0 comment(s) Friday, November 6, 2009 Bean sprouts My life's going to revolve around bean sprouts.Labels: bean sprout Tuna swam @3:27 PM ; 0 comment(s) Thursday, November 5, 2009 'Tis the rainy season. FIRST OF ALL, LET ME CELEBRATE THE END OF EXAMINATIONS! FOR THIS SEMESTER THAT IS.Well, can you imagine having to go through at least another 10 rounds of going to the examination hall, put down your bags at the side, place your ID card on the top right hand corner, etc? Mehh. Examinations never end. Even after high school there's still university... SECOND OF ALL, I CAN PLAY! ALL I WANT! There's Mousehunt. My first aim is to win Deborah (in terms of percentage). There's Neopets, where I should play Roodoku and Kass Basher together with other things. Oh and collect interest too. There's Cafe World. Well I hope browser doesn't lag. (Did I mention that I now have 4 browsers?) There are many other games. Gosh I sound like a hopeless game addict. THIRD OF ALL, I CAN DO PROGRAMMING! My hands have been itching to implement certain ideas that I've had a while before the exams. Create certain programmes. But of course even though Visual Basic isn't exactly the correct tool to use for certain purposes, I guess I should still try... FOURTH OF ALL, I CAN MAKE BLOGSKINS! I'm itching to try out the type of design that Andrea has... FIFTH OF ALL, I CAN SELF-TEACH THE PIANO! Yessss! Finally! SIXTH OF ALL, I CAN READ UP ON CHESS! Make sense of that pink "Chess Openings" book that Jiahong lent me... SEVENTH OF ALL, I CAN TAKE UP A HOLIDAY JOB! I figured that I'm probably gonna spend quite an amount of money during the holidays. $23 for concert tickets, ~$22 for class chalet, and what else? Who else is interested in this? Okay and all the other less important things I can do: 8. Commence on that "story". 9. Do library CIP. 10. Enter scores. Probably videos? 11. Read? Fantasy genre? Now back to recounting the happenings. I realized that it was raining after coming out of the Clementi MRT Station. Insisting that I do not want to take a bus in order not to be late for exam, I walked to school without an umbrella. The other person whom I know of, who did this also, was Ji Hyun from 206. Heh. We didn't run. Love the rain! The other time I was in the rain for such a long time was loooong, looooong ago. 3.5 years ago, to be exact. Next, the history exam. Didn't finish the last question. However, the euphoria from the last day of examination crept in too fast and I didn't really have the chance to feel sad or guilty about it. The girls, comprising of Ivy, Cheryl, Deborah, Miao Jing, Wai Yin and I, walked to West Coast Plaza after that. (WCP is just a 5-minute walk away from school!) The first shop that caught our attention is the Hans Art. Well we decided to return to that place since it was closed at that time (it was before 11am.) We walked about randomly, browsing the Nike shop again and three girls bought numbered clothes, before settling down for lunch. It was Curry Chicken with Rice at the Bread & Butter Box. All of us except for Deborah are afraid of spicy stuff, so we tried Debb's first before ordering it. It turns out that the curry is just curry spices, not really spicy at all (as the kind auntie told us)! During lunch, we were talking about 意难忘 songs, Ya Wen and Chicken, a crazy guy who murdered someone and cooked the person's meat in curry, getting presents for people, and other things which I forgot or can't mention. Miao Jing wanted to pick up her bag from the floor, but accidentally made Deborah spill her iced tea onto her shirt (and skorts as well, but that's not the point). The kind auntie provided Deborah with a clean towel to wipe it off, before we all went to the toilet and watch Deborah try to salvage the situation. It turns out that the toilet was equipped with auto taps, auto soap and auto dryer! So cool! Well in the end the soap could wash off the tea alright, but Deborah didn't really wash the whole thing. After that we went to Hans Art again. What we did there is currently secret, so well, I won't say now! But we had a pretty fun time there with art. The total time spent on the art pieces is three hours! Woohoo! After that we browsed around and went home. Cheryl's retardness today: Around 1pm: "Exams are over!" Around 2.30pm: "Holidays are over!" - to which Deborah and I responded: "You mean, exams, right?" Around 4pm: "Wedding is over!" - THIS IS EPIC. Cheryl suspects that she was looking at some random CDs about wedding, so she said that accidentally. The first thing Deborah and I thought of was, "Ya Wen and you-know-who?" My plans for the next 5 days: Friday: Go to school to decorate choir noticeboard with Ji Hyun. And give Ms Mariko the tickets' money. Saturday: Go to Cheryl's house to bake! Sunday: Start of class chalet. But before that, I've got to go to the school (which is in the west, in case you didn't know before this) to hand up work and travel all the way to downtown east for chalet. Nice one. For chalet they planned to go Escape Theme Park. Monday: Chalet. BBQ in the evening. Tuesday: End of chalet. Whee. Au revoir. Labels: bake, birthday, chalet, chess, choir, exam, holiday, joke, mousehunt, neopets, west coast plaza Tuna swam @8:55 PM ; 0 comment(s) Monday, November 2, 2009 Monologue Am so addicted to MouseHunt! 13% Master! Whee!Chemistry exam's tomorrow. Since I ain't no person to be going on exam hiatuses, I guess... I can blog? Will blog random things then.
Au revoir. P.S. I was kinda sick of looking at Brightman's face in that stationary YouTube video, so I decided to blog. Labels: exam, monologue, mousehunt Tuna swam @9:58 PM ; 0 comment(s) Saturday, October 31, 2009 This is the 100th post! On this blog. To commemorate this 100th post, I shall take something from YouTube.*Coughs* (But not Ivy-style.) Look at that...closeness. But of course I'm also jealous of Brightman's lyrical voice! Compare my alto tone and hers... It's a huge contrast. And of course I know there's too much difference to compare. But still! I want that kind of voice! (Kind of impossible now...) Today's exams were totally bullcrap. Mehh. And Chrome, I don't care if you can't accept those words like 'bullcrap'. YOU HAVE TO! GRRRR. I will be happier even if I screw up the science papers in a worse fashion. Now that will explain why three language papers in a row SUCK LIKE HELL. GAHHH. I'm in need of ventilation space. But anyway, is anyone going for any study dates tomorrow? Ooops, I mean later today? Labels: andrea bocelli, commemorate, con te partiro, exam, sarah brightman, youtube Tuna swam @12:58 AM ; 0 comment(s) Wednesday, October 28, 2009 An awfully depressing day filled with revision So, yes, my blog has officially become the blog more emo than Ivy's.Is it due to the exam stress? No. Is it because the year's ending and the class is parting? No. I think it's a gradual thing, with multiple factors causing me to feel this way. Even my lalaland is crumbling. The castle, finally succumbing to the multiple scratches and attacks hurled by the neighbouring enemies, slowly collapses into a pile of useless debris. The core of the castle - the heart - is shattered with the immense pressure the atmosphere applies into a thousand and one pieces of glass. Ghouls haunt the entire place, filled with painful images of dreams that were never realized and fulfilled. There is no blood visible, but the silent scream that the castle let out tells it all - it must have been too painful, too disastrous, too beastly a pain to feel. Amongst all the silence you cannot even hear a single soul breathing. All of a sudden a dubious creak - a familiar one from the old staircase - can be heard softly from far away. The shattered glass pieces stood up and became all tense - as if the saviour would finally come and piece all the broken objects together. A weak rumble can be heard quite distinctly now. Gradually it became louder and more aggressive. If the castle has eyes it would have seen an army charging towards it, full of anger and resentment, pointing their swords at the shattered glass pieces. Well anyway, back to the less emo parts. Today I went to school just to tag along other people's consultations. It was just Physics and Chemistry though. The rest of the time were spent in either the canteen or the library doing revision (except, of course, lunch) with Deborah, Jia Hong and Ya Wen. Wheee. CONVOCATION! I WON'T BE SO SAD AND FEEL SO DEPRIVED AFTER ALL! EYECANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Labels: convocation, descriptive writing, emotion, exam, stress Tuna swam @8:48 PM ; 0 comment(s) Saturday, October 24, 2009 Insatiable Appetite I'm overwhelmed with sad things. There's the Mary Westmacott Collection beside me and I'm reading Giant's Bread now. It's basically an awfully sad story. Now I'm just starting at the instances when she's describing Vernon's childhood. It makes me cry, to think about those imaginary friends that the child makes up. The whole story is basically summed up this way: "When a gifted composer returns home after being reported killed in the war, he finds his wife has already remarried..."The second sad thing is a song. Memories by Within Temptation. I was looking at the lyrics while listening to the music video and for some odd reason which I've no desire to comprehend, I shed tears. On other matters, I think Google Chrome really dislikes MouseHunt. It refuses to load pages from MouseHunt 80% of the time. That's very, very bad. How can you not like MouseHunt, Google Chrome? It's not even a Shockwave Application, unlike Cafe World and FarmVille. Math Olympiad lessons finished today. Discovered that Dr Chua has an iPhone. Haha, imagine that. Well anyway I slacked off the entire day. Not good news at all, I swear. I can't cope with all these modules weighing on me. I can't revise for exams at all, what with Literature assignments crawling on my back and Chinese assignments threatening me with a knife-point. My sleeping hours usually go beyond 12AM. It's awfully sad. Also, because of all these academic stress and peer pressure creeping into my brain, my menstrual cycle became haywire. (Just an egoistical example.) My stomach's always begging for food nowadays. And my mouth's always begging for sugar. Maybe I've really deprived them. Dead dreams. They weren't really given another chance. So am I. I can't believe that I actually typed that part out. Even if it's censored (made private) on Xanga, it's still... unacceptable by conservative social standards. I insist that she's beautiful, no matter how flawed the real person may become in my subconscious mind. Labels: agatha christie, dream, memories, mousehunt, sad, stress, within temptation Tuna swam @11:05 PM ; 0 comment(s) Sunday, October 18, 2009 29th of April, this year. I can't believe this.I just took out my health booklet and checked the "Date of Assessment". May I remember that date that I screwed the whole f***ing thing up. (Mehh I originally didn't want to censor that word.) Labels: censor, health checkup Tuna swam @10:05 PM ; 0 comment(s) Deprived I just hit a new realization.That maybe, maybe, there was a purpose in store for me when I joined Choir. It provides a completely new perspective... Performing Arts CCA. Performing. Maybe it kind of made me less deprived. I still remember what those teachers said when I arrived in the midst of the pouring rain and they saw me. It went something like, "Gosh,". (And my mother just had to come and search in my wallet for $20. Understand how it's like? She only got $10, by the way.) This year too, what with Mrs Lim trying to fuss around and insist that it must be within the performer's ability to do make-up. Ahh yes. (Now I feel guilty for not using complete sentences - ah heck that too.) It made me less deprived. My parents never told me about anything unless there is something that could spark off the conversation - about life, about relationships, about make-up, etc. They talk about life as if they were still living in the past - my father working in rubber tree plantations, my mother dreaming about becoming a traditional chinese medicine physician, etc. They talk about relationships (and by that I specifically mean BGRs) only when they see something on TV and tell us that they expect us not to get into BGRs until university. My mother only told me how to do make-up when Mrs Lim demanded for it! Sounds horribly ridiculous, doesn't it? I'd rather that they sent me to those enrichment classes when I was young - art, music, and even ballet. I feel deprived. Even though I had art lessons, it was only because one of the kindergarten teachers taught at that art studio. It sounded more for relationships than anything else. It sounded like only my teachers knew about my talents, the more artistic side of me. Now coming to think of it, have my parents known that I scored 100% for that ABRSM Music Theory Grade 3 paper even if I don't learn any musical instruments (but of course I had minimal background in choir)? I don't know. I honestly can't remember if I told them. But even if I told them, would it have mattered? Would it have mattered that your eldest daughter is so good at these things? Maybe you are proud that I can do Math, that I get distinction for it almost every time. That I can give it to you. But I demand for something more. I demand for you to at least indulge in taking care of your child. While you still can. Because very soon you're going to grow old and probably start forgetting about things and maybe not being able to climb the stairs anymore. That's also the fear within me. I fear that one day, if these symptoms start to appear, I would run away from it all and even proceeding to change my name. Though, of course, I know my name wasn't exactly something of your creation. But still, you chose it. Not being able to keep up with the modern day's pace. Imagine how it would be like if I still stayed in Malaysia. I wouldn't have liked music so much that I would die for it (okay just an exaggeration). I wouldn't have these teachers that I love so much. I wouldn't have learnt about putting on make-up so soon. I wouldn't have spoken English so well. I wouldn't have known about Agatha Christie, Michael Connelly and all these authors. I wouldn't have known how to programme applications. I wouldn't have known about big brands like uhh... Wait maybe I'd have known about it even if I stayed. Okay forget about that point. I wouldn't have owned a laptop so soon. I wouldn't have known about English (in terms of language) music, especially bands like Evanescence (which still remains awesome, in my opinion). I became much more concious of the world than I would ever be in Malaysia. But there are still things that I cannot do. Like getting weekly allowances and saving money. Sounds even more ridiculous now, doesn't it? Reading the description of the father's feelings on the first two pages of Man and Boy by Tony Parsons left me even more bewildered. But no I am not going to elaborate on that. I can't imagine how it will be like for me in the future being a parent. (Of course, I am taking for granted that I will have children.) Is this why there are indulgent parents in this world? That they want their children to have things that they themselves never had? I don't know. I am confused. Honestly confused. I am afraid that I will never have things that I dreamt of having. That is my greatest fear. And the things before the uncertainties I expressed are certainly my deepest secret. Okay, one of my deepest secrets. The other of the secrets is something about a dream world. Sorry for the highly unfocused weblog (argh why doesn't Google Chrome accept this word!) entry. HAHA Google Chrome doesn't accept the word "google" as well. Highly interesting. Au revoir. Labels: choir, deprived, fear, music, parent Tuna swam @7:06 PM ; 0 comment(s) Saturday, October 17, 2009 The funniest thing today This made me laugh:  And something else made me high. I've verified my theory about T and the Potter thing. It turned out that it was true, even though I'm kinda slow on the uptake. But YESSS! HAHA I got it! Mehh now back to doing that CS Project. Labels: harry potter, livejournal Tuna swam @5:04 PM ; 0 comment(s) Sunday, October 11, 2009 Doooomz!  I guess this proves my gaming addiction. (Look to the top right corner. There's this thumb-up that says '71.7'. This is the buzz rating. It shows how many customers are satisfied with your service and determines the rate of customers coming into your cafe. This is Cafe World in Facebook, by the way.) 71.7 is the maximum. Guess what? I have got two major assignments due coming Thursday. They are the Literature Critical Response 2, which I think is 15% of the overall module grade, and Computer Science Project which is a major component in the grading as well. Labels: facebook, gaming addiction, literature Tuna swam @8:23 PM ; 0 comment(s) Saturday, October 10, 2009 FML Okay.Today, I went to popular and bought 3 pens. 3 hours after I got home, I discovered one of the pens lack the center ink part... GG. And guess what I said after this discovery? -censored off- I guess next time I would become the paranoid shopper. Tuna swam @5:49 PM ; 0 comment(s) Friday, October 2, 2009 Unresolved In allusion to the post on Monday, August 24, 2009, "Sheesh you Blogger!", the following paragraph:"There are these few lines on my whiteboard: "flames on oil" and "tame". Seriously I forgot who I was referring to... T or Y??" It was Y. I am sure. For I decided to write "unresolved" next to it. Perfect presentation of the sticky mess I'm in now. Tuna swam @9:54 PM ; 0 comment(s) Friday, albeit the typical Friday. If we manage to overcome this hurdle hand-in-hand (though not literally), I may open my arms almost completely to you.Despite the personal starting note, I'm happy to announce that today was boring. Mentoring was totally not existent; math lesson was just going through the notes for Probability; chinese lesson was pretty much spent on discussion of the test answers and the answers for the Combined Practice for Cloze and Comprehension(sorry but this is as far as I could translate it). For the half-hour break, luckily the girls didn't pop down to the computer lab. We went to the canteen to have brunch (for some of us) or light food (for the rest). Were talking about random things, and out of all that I'm afraid to say I only remembered they talking about Ya Wen's thumbdrive adventure and how long each of us can bear without laughing under the stares (and words) of the others. We ended up late for history. History was spent in the computer lab, and Ms Chua went through the path Singapore took to obtain self-government and eventually independence. We didn't finish it today though. After that was approximately an hour of Guess-The-Sketch in the computer lab. Ya Wen and I had to go slightly earlier because both of us were complaining of hunger (as we didn't have brunch earlier on). So, yes, it was lunchtime for both of us and after that I accompanied Ya Wen to the Boarding Office. Unfortunately the printer was out of black ink, so she couldn't print the brochure. *bites tongue* (I guess in the end, the whole thing doesn't make sense after all. I can only tell one person why I'm biting my tongue now. It's not fair, is it? [recalls the racist joke]) Spent another ten minutes or so finding the other girls, finding Ya Wen's misplaced thumbdrive (in the end we found out that she only forgot to take it when she left it on her table), and trying to figure out where the girls went. In the end we settled for the answer of the basketball court. After that boredom set in. I was trying very hard to do the Math Olympiad worksheets and Ya Wen was listening to her songs. At around 2.30pm, Isaac came in with his guitar and Ya Wen joined him and Cyrus in guitar-playing. Later the other girls arrived. When I asked for a clue from Cheryl about where they went, Cheryl said it had an 'e' in it. So the first (retarded) thing I said was 'hostel'. Jiahong fluently played along. It was albeit obvious that since Deborah didn't talk about anything that Jiahong talked about, it is not true. I still say the Basketball Court. After that was CCA. Didn't bring my choir shirt. Today was slack. Review on Colors of Autumn concert. Learning new song, O Clap Your Hands. Farewell to thy graduating batch! Potluck. Then dismissed. It is highly saddening that we won't be able to sing our farewells to them. So what, they only have got 88 students! Not long! I don't mind! *cries* Talked with Ivy until her mother came to fetch her. Then I walked home by myself. Okay, I'm gonna do my Math Olympiad worksheets now. Pray that I don't die or fall asleep while doing them. Labels: choir, convocation, guess the sketch, guitar, school Tuna swam @9:28 PM ; 0 comment(s) Tuesday, September 29, 2009 We are fated to see each other. I can't believe I didn't update for NINE DAYS!Seriously, wow. Anyway, please do expect my posting to have a higher frequency a while before exams (perhaps 10 days before) till the end of it (around 2 or 3 days after). Argh. Why do I sound like I'm analyzing myself? (Uh... BECAUSE I AM.) Never mind, that was really lame. Today we had the normal math lesson, english essay test and PE. Essay was okay I think, descriptive enough but not as much as the one I did on the pleasant sounds I think. At least this time I didn't choose something which can talk and walk and feel. Ah well. For PE we were running up and down THINGS, i.e. stairs and the grandstand. Other than that, there was Captain's Ball. Lethargic. Now I have to cross my fingers that my leg muscles wouldn't hurt tomorrow (that is, somewhere between muscle recovery and cramp). Did random stuff for breaks. The girls went to the computer lab and Facebook-ed in the morning (when the original intention, looking at the trailer Ya Wen did, failed as the computer couldn't open the files). For the afternoon break, the girls were doing the usual vandalism on the whiteboard (hey I can report this to Ms Lau!) while I went down for lunch. After that it was chess with Wei Qi. Chess openings, mainly Gambits. Okay forgive me for that inchronologically arranged paragraphs. Chinese test tomorrow and I have not studied for it yet. Yes I have created a nightmare for myself. I started it. Actually, sorry, but my math is fail. There are two nightmares that I created. Both are irreversible (well actually I wouldn't want to reverse them anyway). One of the nightmares was innocently created, so yes I can forgive myself for that. But for the other one, NO. Did I lose my humane pride? So fast? But yes I am glad that I could recognize it well. It's more than just admiration. Didn't know that meeting these (three) people can make me happy, even if it is just temporary. T, Y and C. (HAHA initials! Loving these mann!) Labels: chess, facebook, initial, nightmare, school, worship Tuna swam @8:52 PM ; 0 comment(s) |
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