My Island.

Friday, September 30, 2005

126th post...Children's Day

I finally got to wear home clothes to school! As usual, I wore that purple shirt with the jacket. They somehow always come together as a pair when I wear them. I was pretty worried that when I arrived at school, no one else would be wearing casual.

I needn't have been worried. There were plenty of people wearing casual. Like practically the whole school.

Today there wasn't supposed to be PE, but when I came back from MT, Den told me that Ms Ho had announced over the PA for us to be at the IBC. There were rumours that we were dancing, boy-to-girl style.

The rumours were partly right. We were dancing, but not exactly in B-t-G style. 6-13 was teamed up with 6-08. We had to form two circles: an inner circle and an outer circle. I was placed in the inner circle. I found out later that the dance was called the Shoemaker Dance, from Denmark.

The point is, when you have formed the circles, the inner circle has to turn and face the outer circle, who becomes their partners. I got stupid Russ Lim, and told him I'll stamp on his foot if he misbehaved. I ended up not doing it anyway. :P

After a while getting used to the dance, all of us had to switch partners. The weirdest one was this short guy CL said his name was Dennis. Couldn't dance right. Always ended up in the wrong direction.

Luckily, I needn't dance with anyone weird. Den implied something that made me choke her, but nevermind. Overall, the dance was okay and fun. The rest of the day was one whole joyride. More sweets, more free time and one big concert. The best part was wearing the casual clothes though. ^^

Did anyone see the Scrapped Princess episode yesterday night? Zefiris' flashback about Becknum's leaving seemed to me as if...

...she "cared" a lot about her master? *coughcoughmorelikeinlovecoughcough*

*gets whapped on the head heavily*

Oww...Becknum seemed to care much about Zefiris and called her "Zephi", which Shannon does not do. And at the end when Becknum disappeared, Zefiris was like screaming and crying and holding her hands out in anguish?

Ah well...me and my dirty mind...

Eeehehehehe.

Question of the day: Why are teachers still clueless about the fact that P6es will absolutely not hold the hand of the opposite sex and still keep citing examples that the P4es simply don't care? Come on, we're adolescents already...

9/30/2005 07:04:00 PM

Sunday, September 25, 2005

125th post...10 more freaking days to freaking PSLE

today is a simply beautiful Sunday. cool winds...bright sun...

and homework. this must be God's little punishment to procrastinators like me. beautiful days outside just when you're stuck inside doing last-minute homework.

GEPers, remember the talk the Principal had with us? The one where she said she had written nice comments in our report book but instead she was very disappointed with us?

Well, excuse me, Principal. Why didn't you just go ahead and write it inside the report book? I mean, our parents would have seen the remarks and tried to improve on our studies, right? I know all principals are supposed to encourage their pupils, but encouragement does not always have to come in the form of "Keep up the good work!" or "Work harder to achieve better results!". Encouragement should also come in the form of informing our parents about our progress and how to improve on it.

Yeesh...

9/25/2005 04:01:00 PM

Friday, September 23, 2005

124th post... 12 days to PSLE.

-_-" now Cikgu knows about my aggresive personality. he caught me kicking Kirk and DDFB's feet and flinging an eraser at DDFB. excuse me, they provoked me first! Kirk and DDFB always say remarks about me or whatever that makes me real irritated and angry, and DDFB threw the eraser at me first. yeesh...

the trip back home was an eventful one too. Jane and me ran like nuts to the train platform...and to our surprise, the train was completely empty, which meant it was fresh out of the depot. Me and Jane had a carriage all to ourselves, and I ran round it thrice jumping like a maniac.

Three things I like about empty trains:
1. The awfully cool air-con
2. The vast amount of space available for you to act like a monkey
3. The fact that there's not many people there, so it's unlikely they'll stare at you if you have fun

too bad they filled up at Khatib. I could've had more fun throughout the journey.

Hummingbird blew up again during IDEA. He was shrieking like mad, his face red and tears sliding down his cheeks. Kept shouting about Mrs Koh (aka Wastepaper Bin) and her troop of Spydogs. I think, in his definition, Spydogs are those who try to stop him from "speaking the truth", which is to defame Mrs Koh. Mr Grosse had to speak to him at the end.

He calmed down considerably during assembly. Assembly was a bunch of crap. Literally. Some woman from the Restroom Association (RA) came to talk to us about keeping toilets clean of shit. Hummingbird had an idea - to put up a table in front of toilets and charge a dollar to enter.

I had an even better idea - scare the shit out of pupils so that they won't ever dare to use the toilet again. Ever watched Brainiac on Arts Central? Put sodium iodide into the cistern and hydrogen peroxide into the toilet bowl. Flush, and the toilet overflows with foam. Sprinkle lycopodium powder onto the (closed) lights. Wait till a pupil comes to switch on the light - kapow! The light goes up in flames and the poor kid goes screaming like heck.

During lunch, Mrs Ng sat with some people to eat. She was asking me and Grace about why Mishy was looking so depressed and crying lately. Me and Grace didn't want to tell her the real truth, so I just said that she wouldn't tell us.

Then Aaron blurted the reason out. He was speaking in Chinese, but I could roughly understand what was being said. Anyway, Aaron just told Mrs Ng about Mishy and JK being "boyfriend and girlfriend", as Grace translated for me. At that same time, we saw Mishy and JK walking together and talking. Mrs Ng watched them amusedly, I might add.

After HML, me and Jane walked to the MRT station. We saw a sign with Ngee Ann Polytechnic's logo with words that said "Filming in Progress. Do not look at the camera. Sorry for the inconvenience.". Too bad they hadn't started filming yet, cos a girl was still putting up signs concerning the filming.

now that concludes my 124th post. from now I shall include a question I've wanted to ask at the end of each post.

Question: Why do more 73s have TVMobile in the morning compared to the afternoon and possibly, night?

9/23/2005 07:34:00 PM

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

123rd post...One-two-three! 2 weeks to PSLE

Nothing much happened today. Same old, same old.

I visited the NaNoWriMo site today. Too bad 12-year-olds and under have to send a signed permission form. Sucks man...maybe I can lie about my age? -_-"

I already have drawn up plans about the upcoming story. Oooh...this sounds so cool! Even my mom thinks so. She thinks it'll be able to fill up my free time after PSLE. 'Course it will...hehehe...

I don't have homework today, so I can play around a bit before I start Maths revision. Later on before anime I'll do Science revision for tomorrow. Denise suggested quite a few games (SAVE THE GOLDIEFISHIES!!!!!! Nyaaa~).

PSLE coming up in exactly 2 weeks' time. I'm gonna keep a countdown here too, in addition to the number of posts.

9/21/2005 03:03:00 PM

Monday, September 19, 2005

122nd post...

Mr Grosse talked to me about the importance of doing well for PSLE. Sometime ago, Mrs Ng also discussed the same topic with me.

I AM SICK OF IT!

I know they mean well and want to help me, but I feel like crying every time I think about my future. I don't really need teachers to stress me out further.

Seems like everyone is having high hopes for me. My relations, my teachers, my parents, my friends...

I could really become a psychotic.murderer soon enough. But I won't.

Got my prelims results today. 350/400 isn't bad at all. Quite okay, but I can improve further. Darren seems to be the worst, OSS says he got 289/400! If 289 was his PSLE score it would be fine, but now...KABLEH! -_-"

I've decided that with my bday/Hari Raya money, I'm gonna buy the Sims 2 straight after PSLE so that I won't be bored during the puasa month and during my *oh-so* free time. Whee~!!!! *droolz* can't wait for PSLE to end! MUST DO REVISION NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

9/19/2005 03:30:00 PM

Sunday, September 18, 2005

121st post...palindromic post...

i was hungry...for mooncakes...yolkies, especially...

but after eating one whole one myself, I feel sick. that should teach me a lesson today, but I will forget it tomorrow.

I finally got myself a new suit for Hari Raya. A blue pantsuit with cute sleeves, but the one at Geylang was cuter. Still, they were both blue anyway. Ma wanted the green one, but I'm too big for it.

Yaysies! The best part about this is...it means that I am going to grow taller than my second sister by next year. Right now, I'm somewhere around her eyes, and next year..."How's the weather down there?" But of course, I'm not so vindictive like that.

Usually, I get $150 a year as birthday/Hari Raya money from my aunt. Now...she's upped it by $50, which means I now get $200 instead. Isn't that so awfully nice of my aunt?

Now the problem is...she gives it to every niece and nephew that she has, and she has 12 nieces and nephews. Which means she has to dish out an amazing sum of $2,400 now! What's even more amazing is that she doesn't even care!

She only earns $3,000 a month, and she takes care of my old grandmother who has numerous health problems. She also hires a maid to help her take care of my grandma. And there is also an unpleasant event I shall not mention about...

My aunt really is an amazing person. She is very simple, not buying herself any new clothes or makeup. She also doesn't enjoy herself much. My mother says that when we grow up and my aunt is old, we have to remember her and take care of her because of all she has done for us. I will definitely remember her all right...for being a very good aunt.

9/18/2005 05:56:00 PM

Friday, September 16, 2005

120th post...thank goodness for Blogger's post count.

PSLE Listening Comprehension review - in the eyes of a psychotic.murderer

ya know, I think that those people who recorded the text for the Listening Comprehension have no sense of logic. I mean...

Where is there such a rubbish show called "What You Have Read"? What kind of well-known actress has a name as SHALALA, for crying out loud?! And the speaker at the primary school sounds more like a spokesperson for some kind of slimming company. Really...

And what kind of Wildlife Park gives out only a booklet on the park, a bottle of mineral water and prawn crackers as a souvenir pack? Wouldn't they put something like badges, animal lollipops, postcards, booklets, special offer vouchers...? *coughcoughbudgetcoughcough*

Listening Comprehension is a very easy way for me to fall asleep. I practically didn't listen to the text when they read it the first time. They shouldn't make LC so long-winded and monotonous. They should have rock music blasting out at intervals to knock us backwards.

End of review. Now for the day.

Mishy was considerably happier than when I saw her for the past few days. On Monday, she was normal. On Tuesday and Wednesday, she was crying constantly. On Thursday, she brightened up a bit. Now on Friday...

I met her during recess and yelled out, "Mishy!". She responded with a smile and a pat on the head. That is wayy...not...normal?? When I saw her again at the IBC during dismissal, she tried to pat me and Sufyan on the head. Suf managed to dodge, but I was unfortunate. Still, it was great to see her happy again.

Den managed to write another 3 pages on the Yu Yu Hakusho/Shaman King fic she was writing. I say, that fic is a health hazard to me.Whenever I read it, it makes me cough and choke. Likely symptoms of Read-Yourself-In-A-Fic Syndrome.

What's my nickname in that fic?

Massacre.

How nice.

9/16/2005 03:34:00 PM

Thursday, September 15, 2005

119th post...even I've lost track of the number of posts I've got.

today was a pretty nice day. I had quite a lot of fun after school.

Some of the boys and girls played Kick the Pig (do you spell it "zhu"?) and I ran crazily all over the place. I'm amazed that after all the months I'd never run, I can still run pretty fast. Cool. I think I should play catch more often. It's fun. Anyone wanna join me? ^^

By 3.30 pm, most had left, leaving a handful. Jane and me pretended to do a TV show, with me mostly as the cameragirl. Michelle was talking with Dylan and Nicholas. Karen was torturing Chevy while Kieng Ma looked on.

Denise had begged me to leave with her, but if I went, Jane was forced to come too. But if I didn't go, I would be disappointing Denise. See, I've got quite a guilty conscience. So I was kinda troubled whether to go with Den or not, but in the end I stayed until 4.15.

The skies were dark and the wind was picking up so me and Jane headed for the bus stop. It was nice walking in the wind, but when we saw the lightning, we bolted for the bus stop. 73 came several minutes after.

At Sembawang it was drizzling. Some people were hovering around the entrance of Sun Plaza, looking dubiously at the sky. Some had taken out their umbrellas. Ya know, I'm pretty disgusted looking at those people using umbrellas or waiting for the rain to stop when it's only just a freaking drizzle. Not like it's a downpour, right?

I'm gonna do filing later when I've finished playing and all. I've still got English worksheets since Term 1 in my bag still unfiled. I'm a total procrastinator...bleh! :P

9/15/2005 05:50:00 PM

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

118th post...

i'm feeling pretty depressed today. too much on my mind. especially those damned Science practice papers.

seems like a few other people are depressed too nowadays. Mishy especially. I wonder what's gotten into her?

I feel like slamming myself into a rubber wall. Or skydiving from an airplane. Anything to get the stress outta my mind. Easier still, I could call the PSLE hotline but I'm not too comfy talking to an utter complete stranger. I hate making calls. And answering them unless they're people I know and trust.

People are now talking about chalets and soccer and stuff so unrelated to PSLE. Aren't they concentrating on PSLE? Shouldn't we have talked about this way earlier or way later? Why now? Just after Prelims and just before PSLE. Bad timing.

Giffo's got the chalet confirmed. 29 Nov, I believe. A good time. I think. I'll come, definitely. But I need to concentrate on PSLE first. There's no other school for me to go to except RGS. And I have to get a scholarship. So that I don't need to burden my parents with the weight of paying off the expensive school/miscellaneous fees.

Today Mr Grosse said that GEPers are usually bad spellers because they'd rather concentrate on difficult words or the context of the passage. I must be an exception. I keep correcting others' mistakes.

I have to go now. So much for drabbling on. I have to finish up my Science and Maths. I hate it.

Looks like I can't be online much. Damn. But I'll blog as regularly as I can.

DAMNDAMNDAMNPSLE.SHITTYPIECEOFPAPER.OURLOUSYFUTUREDEPENDSONTHATSTUPIDPIECEOFPAPER.BETTER STOPDRABBLINGNOW.INDAMNSHITTYMOOD.

9/13/2005 09:59:00 PM

Monday, September 12, 2005

117th post...

nothing much to write about today. class was a real riot.

TG blew up in class several times today, but SS was a total volcano. Tears ran down his face while he screamed bloody murder. He accused some other group of being spydogs because they received higher marks than his group had. Then TG went screaming some more, and Mrs Esther Koh had to try and calm him down.

Actually, Mrs EK isn't that bad at all. She can be quite friendly at times, and her smile looks better than Mrs JK (it's Jaya Koh, don't get the wrong idea). Wonder why people think she sucks? Well, if you were more like me...

During music lesson, the whole class found out that Weng Hong won the Primary School prize in the Hans Christian Andersen competition. A trip to Denmark! That is so uber-cool! Considering I haven't been in a freaking plane before...whoa...

I took a look at the new forum Fishball set up. Looks pretty okay, guess all the hype was for nothing. I also kinda like the idea of how my poems will pop up in the forum. It's cool.

got my SS marks today. 76.9 marks. Barely a Distinction. I got 16.4 for portfolio, 30 for FPS and 30.5 for Prelims. Mish had higher than me, and Den...poor Den.

Mish was looking poorly today during SS. JK was trying to calm her down, and a lot of people had glimpsed the Korean drama going on and sneaked forwards to listen. Ah well.

And this concludes my 117th post. YAYAYAYAYAYAYA!!!!!!!!!!

9/12/2005 02:56:00 PM

Friday, September 09, 2005

116th post...

back after my trip from Geylang. got back late, around 2145. a pretty nostalgic trip, i might add. we went to the old market and bought some kuih makmur and salty eggs. too bad that place is going to be demolished sometime soon. it's been there for more than 30 years now, and the government's decided to bang it off.

as my mom says, because of the "younger generation" who thinks of the place as an eyesore and an unhygienic place. the "younger generation" here is those in the 20s range. well excuse me, the "younger generation", I am the "younger younger generation" and I don't want to see it go. however unhygienic or an eyesore it may be. so there.

that old market is full of stalls with friendly Malay owners. they've got a foodcourt with plenty of delicious dishes. they've got a variety of items, from clothing to perfumes to toys to even ikan bilis. any tourist who could stand the smells and dirtiness would probably love the variety of items there that you sometimes couldn't get anywhere else. it also has a nostalgic air about it, a place out of time, a place so different from Singapore's modern shopping malls and skyscrapers.

why can't the government conserve it? for the future generations to see what the old Geylang was like. seems like most of the old areas are being redeveloped so that we can get more tourism/revenue etc. what happened to trying to preserve our past? I am very sure that that can be included as a pretty old place, right?

damn that "younger generation".

anyway, my quest to get new clothing failed. all I got was a pack of kuih makmur. instead, my mom got two new blouses. but the trip was pretty fun. i'd love to live in Geylang anyday. except not near the specific lorongs, of course.

9/09/2005 11:05:00 PM

115th post...

it's a nice bright day, however...

I am still damn bored. there is nothing to do around the house except starve, I suppose. some contractor came just now to fix the rivets at the kitchen windows. stainless steel. set us back by $180 or so.

later my mom wants to drag me to Geylang to get me some new clothes and shoes for Hari Raya. i've outgrown most of my clothes (you'd think at 1.48m you'd still fit) so I gotta get new ones. i don't feel like going though. i guess that's mostly the cause for my boredom.

shit. i hate myself. i hate my-damn-bored-freaking myself. ah well. i guess a little walk won't do me much harm.

hopefully.

9/09/2005 02:06:00 PM

Thursday, September 08, 2005

114th post

i seem to be creating a lot of poems this week. maybe the creative juices flow better under stress, huh? when you've got tons to write about, especially the turmoil inside.

things are better today. I like doing revision, and tomorrow I believe will be an even better day. i'll revise hard, and of course blog regularly.

there doesn't seem to be anything to write during the holidays. there's no Darren/KTG/weirdo group members to complain about.

DDFB keeps trying to guess who my crush is. Of all the nerve, he even suggested JK! Like I'll have a crush on that wimp (sorry Mish, either that you're pretty domineering over JK). I'll never tell. (Mish you can shut up too.)

yup, there's really nothing to blog about during the holidays. I guess I'll be pretty damn bored after PSLE, cos I'll have all the free time in the world.

it's less than a month to PSLE. I've gone through half my Science guidebook and my Maths revision/guide. will the teachers teach us after these holidays? it's like, there's no other thing to learn about except to revise on the topics already learnt.

i feel like I'm prattling on like this. ah well. tomorrow, there better be something to write about before I spam my blog with nonsensical prattle.

9/08/2005 06:45:00 PM

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

113th post...

well, I had Malay remedial today, and boy did it suck.

except now I know I am a heartless, sadistic and cruel person.

Dodo and Sissy was teasing me about who I liked and stuff, so as usual, I acted mad. I grabbed my mechanical pencil/dagger and chased after them. They ran like mice from a cat. I was chasing after Dodo, and when I stopped to catch my breath, I laughed. Yes, laughed like a raving maniac.

Everyone was quite stunned to see me laugh like that. I admit I am crazy at times. Usually like this. I also stabbed Sissy in the arm, making him fall backwards onto the floor just as the teacher strolled in. How I laughed. Like heck. Poor him. Not.

I ran after Brandy Neo until he practically tossed a chair aside just to get away quick. The teacher noticed us and ordered us back to our seats. With me laughing again of course.

I am crazy. Should I call the PSLE hotline and tell them i've been stabbing people with pencils and that I actually enjoy it?

9/06/2005 06:41:00 PM

Monday, September 05, 2005

112th post...

okay. this whole 1-week holiday bloody sucks.

i am being mentally tortured at home. i am beginning to miss the jolly air when my friends are around. i miss their support and their care. i miss teasing and whacking their heads. i miss their jokes, their gossip, their occasional fights...

i miss them all. i admit to being a sentimental fool.

i hate it. that stress. as mentioned in the before 4 posts or so. all that stress just to get a bloody stupid scholarship. just because I'm not a rich brat. that's good actually. but nevermind.

270...an average of 90 per test. it bloody sucks.

because of all this, I've been quite short with some people, and I'm sorry. you probably just caught me at the wrong time, that's all. you always interrupt me when I'm doing my homework, or my revision, and I'm busy wondering what the freaking hell are you doing, not revising. i guess the circumstances aren't the same with you people, huh?

what the freaking hell is wrong with me? probably the bloody stress, huh? most likely. i'm beginning to hate holidays now. they may provide a break, but now they freaking suck. i hate it, i hate it, i hate it. i wish to die. okay, not literally anyway. i don't mean it. i know i don't. just the stress getting to me.

blogging is the only way for me to voice my thought s without making quite a controversy. my mom would kill me if she knew what the hell I am writing . blogging also presents a way for me to show the other side of me, one that many don't quite see. like my sentimental side, or my witty side, or my plain angsting side, as you are seeing now. my suicidal side, my shut-the-fuck-up side, my plain bouncy side.

no wonder they need to set up that PSLE hotline. a lot of others must be like me. plain angsty suicidal.

9/05/2005 09:58:00 PM

111th post...

great. my mom's still going on about the importance of studying so I can get the dumb scholarship. I KNOW ABOUT ALL THIS CRAP! WHY MUST YOU GO ON LIKE THAT?!

i hate it. i hate myself. for being a stupid, complacent asshole.

it sucks. the pressure to do well. why, I could kill myself if not for...for...for the sake of living. and it's a humongous sin to commit suicide.

yesterday my mom asked me to do revision. I complained, asking why my little brother didn't need to revise. the answer?

"He's not the one applying for a scholarship."

Damn right he's not. He's gonna be stuck in the F class for all I care. for all my mom cares. he can be a lousy ass for all I care. so much for his dreams of going to RI/NUSHS if he goes on like this.

to hell with being happy now. PSLE is one month away...and it bloody sucks.

9/05/2005 01:47:00 PM

Sunday, September 04, 2005

110th post...

me and my sis went to fetch my stranded mom and bro at Sembawang Shopping Centre. It was raining heavily, so we had to bring along two extra umbrellas.

the sidewalks were flooded, and there was this one section of the road where there was a huge, deep puddle. as my sis and I neared it, a bus zoomed past and splashed the sidewalk just in front of us. we were quite stunned, but the splashing thing was cool. problem was, we had to run for it if a bus came.

we splashed our way past the puddle and reached the shopping centre. then all of us made our way back home.

along the way, I noticed the sidewalks now had bigger, deeper puddles. So while my mom went home, my sis, bro and I splashed in the puddles, practically singing in the rain. A Pizza Hut delivery guy stopped for a while for his friend to catch up, watched us for a bit. We even abandoned the shelter of our umbrellas and jumped about.

after that, when we reached home, we had to run for the bathroom to rinse and bathe. now I'm all dry.

i wish I could do that more. seems real fun, and it IS real fun. it's not raining now, so I guess the puddles should be gone when the sun comes up.

if it rained for 5 hours straight, we could have a flood. i've never experienced a flood before. so if it ever happened, it'll probably be even better fun.

i'm droning on and on. i'll say whoever's reading this is probably getting sick of it. sorry! gonna go now. mebbe I'll make a poem about splashing in the rain.

9/04/2005 02:04:00 PM

Saturday, September 03, 2005

109th post…

Just testing out this really handy Blogger for Word™ tool. Excellent, isn’t it? It automatically corrects every word I type. And I can choose any font I like! Also, I can blog without my mom complaining that I’m blogging all the while. I just gotta disguise the post as some other document or something like that.

I wonder if I can put ClipArt or pictures here. I won’t try anyway. Leave it to someone who will.

This is my second post in a day. Man, I must be damn bored to do so! Righto, blog ya later. Mebbe I’ll use the Blogger for Word™ application again. Though I can’t really set the time and date with Microsoft Word.

9/03/2005 10:51:00 PM

108th post...

i am chocolate-crazy! yummeee~!

there's a Star Wars M&Ms choco sale at NTUC (2 packs for $1.65) and I've eaten 2 packs so far, with another as reserve or to be consumed tonight. I have now learnt to toss the treat in the air and catch it in my mouth. usually, they end up in smithereens on the floor.

Shidah finally got a Hotmail account. so it's easier for me to chat with her than with Yahoo. she's talking to me right now, and too bad her mom won't let her set up a blog. Her mom's probably thinking that scores of paedophiles and sex-crazed assholes will lust over her blog. Like real. I don't even post up piccys of myself on the blog, how're they gonna lust over me? -_-"

Chew Lin advises me not to dwell on the subject as stated beforehand in post no. 107. I agree with her...sorta. I still think about it. I have to get an average of 90 in all tests just to get 270 for my aggregate. And 90's pretty high...

i guess that's all. I wish more people would get their asses online so I can have some company. Debating each other in comments just isn't the same. Ah well.

9/03/2005 07:46:00 PM

Friday, September 02, 2005

107th post...

Mrs Ng talked to me during recess today. during some discussion, something negative was said about me. something I had to improve, and fast.

she talked to me about the importance of working hard to get into RGS, to show others I got in not because of DSA, but because of my own true potential. she said that I was a special case, if I didn't work hard, I'd have to go to mainstream.

I know about all this...why bring it up? made me even more depressed, thinking about my own future. why did Mrs Ng want to talk to me only? did she talk to the other Malay students or Kirk? Probably not...so why single me out? Just because I'm a girl? Specifically a Malay girl?

i also received the feedback form today. reasonably good...except for Science, naturally. depressed again...

I'll work my hardest and achive higher marks than before. So I can dance a jig right in front of Ms Ho, Mrs J Koh and Mrs Ng. So I can show them that I can do well if I tried. So I can show them just because I'm a Malay girl I'm not weak. So I can show them HAHA!

9/02/2005 06:03:00 PM