I take my library books out of my bag For a while, it is soaringly light and my heart is the same.
I approach the dark library Nearby, a couple in the corner on a mat, chatting I ignore them
I slide a book down the bookdrop eagerly waiting for the oh-so-familiar flash and beep
None came.
I realise the bookdrop isn't open I should've known the backdrop was dark and still
My bag may still be light but my heart is suddenly dragged down tied to a lead block
sinking sinking sinking
I hope that when they open the library tomorrow they would realise that a hapless youth, ignorant of the rules is hoping, hoping
The three lone books mayhap in a bin or even on the floor
With halting footsteps on a long, lone path I hope, and hope that they would come and see the books
The three lone books and to scan them pass them through Realising a hapless youth is hoping
The next day, I would see to hope some more that they saw the books the three lone books
With halting footsteps I approach my home My attention is distracted by a drunk insect and suddenly the palm fronds sway even when there is no wind.
My thoughts are diverted upon entering the lift with three others a father, and his two daughters.
I get out fast my heart beating and I am still hoping, hoping that they saw the books the three lone books.
1/30/2006 09:15:00 PM
Sunday, January 29, 2006
192nd post...
As I am reading all the tags on my tagboard, I am laughing maniacally.
I have not turned mad. I just appreciate the honesty. And so I thank you.
I think that all of us should post what we honestly think of each other on our blogs. Why are we breaking up now? Not before, not after?
Because we decided to bring the matter up now. We weren't very open to each other before, so all our feelings were bottled up inside us. Only until some major change or stress took effect would we burst out. Like now.
I have read the posts on other blogs. I admit, my judgement has been shallow, because it is all based on what I know and what I see. I do not know that Sam has a Kipling bag, because I do not know Sam very well. I do not know she owns a $100+ watch. I do not know Liz got her Alba watch for 70% off. I do not know the other side of many things, only the side I am on.
I am not making you guys to be mindless BIMBOS. What I mean is that maybe you could have included some other people first, spent time with everyone, before going off to someone's house with a select number of people ignoring the others. I felt hurt too, knowing that others are having fun while the rest are left behind.
I am sorry for any soul I have hurt, but I believe it is truly necessary if we wish to continue our friendship.
1/29/2006 08:09:00 PM
Saturday, January 28, 2006
191st post...
Well, I see that people are becoming more open on their blogs nowadays. About one main issue too. So I shall do the same.
Be forewarned: This is gonna be one heck of a long post. So people who are easily bored, please take a pillow and a blanket and prop up a bed. People who easily flare up, open a new browser, type in the URL of my blog and prepare to flame.
Yes, all of you must be wondering how such a serious topic can begin with a weird introduction. Keep wondering.
Also, some parts might be immature. That is an integral part of myself. Being immature. So if you hate it, do as I said above. My tag needs some traffic anyway, right? And this is my own rant. -------
Starting with...*dumdumdumdum*
...with...um...everything.
Jazlyn, Jing Xuan and I have discussed some private issues together. I felt like posting them up on my blog, but I was afraid of being ignored by my friends. Being shunned, being insulted, being challenged. But after seeing everyone post about each other, I believe that I should have freedom of speech. And anyway, I was itching to post.
I sort of agree with Jazlyn on this. She felt that Elizabeth was being too bossy. During the time that we wanted to decorate the class for CNY, we needed items from Orchard Road. Some of us volunteered to go, including me and Jaz. However, it seemed decided that only two people were to go: Elizabeth and the class chairperson Mandi. She said that the rest of us were to remain in class and decorate. I totally understand why Mandi is going, because she's the class chairperson and the main decision comes from her. But why Liz? I am sure that opinions of only two people just don't convey class spirit. I wanted to go too - to see the sights of Orchard Road, to finally get a breath of stale, carbon monoxide-filled air. What did I get? Hearing JX trying hard to motivate us.
Rich, fancy, fashion. Elizabeth has a spanking brand new phone. It's one of those latest Nokia models, perhaps only a few months old. But she is already wanting to get a newer model. Which costs, let's see...a meagre $400? With that kind of money, my family could afford to pay for my miscellaneous fees, which are already something steep. Also, she showed us a bag she bought from some country. Costs like...$50+? And the design is so simple!
Brands don't make the person. Why I have some branded goods - most of it is free, won from a competition or bought by free vouchers or passed down from neighbours and cousins. --------
Rosyth reunion. I was super excited about it. Meeting everyone again...playing games...my heart was soaring. But it descended to the ground with a THUD the instant I set foot inside Rosyth. I felt that something didn't just quite fit in.
After the concert was over, some people went to Chevy's house. For what I also have no idea. I had hoped that we would go to the playground and do some good old IT. Or Virus, or Ice and Water. What I am disappointed about is that...only the - what I term -"popular" people went.
Their popularity comes from several factors - for example, their personality and their actions. Some people are popular because they are friendly, sociable, warm. Some people are popular because of what they do. They make the hot news, almost everyday they are the topic of someone's conversation. They leave an impact on the class, to be known for a long time, even though their actions are something not to be commended for.
I understand that Chevy's house might not accomodate all 20++ of us. But do understand - reunions like this don't come every few days. They come only twice or thrice a year. And when you do meet, do something memorable. With everyone, just to show that you still care. After that, you can have some bonding time with your best friends. --------
Back to "popular". These "popular" people constantly hold parties, gatherings, movie meetings and who attends? Why, these "popular" people, of course!
This is something I have held in my heart since last year. I never dared voice it out, for fear of flak from people. But now, I believe that since I am older, I have to speak up. I have to face the consequences of what I do. And so.
These "popular" people (I shall shorten to become PoP) hold these gatherings, parties...and the "less popular" people (I shall shorten to become LPoP) are left at home, angsting, wondering why they weren't invited. Wondering why they were left out. Like ME.
Most of the time, these LPoP do their own small gatherings, like I did last year with some of us. Movie meetings, three of them. I guess that the PoP and the LPoP are on different wavelengths, they think of different things, their personalities are different. I am left out sometimes, because I don't talk about the same things as they do. I am not interested in clothes, romance novels, branded goods, boys (and if I were interested in boys, I keep them to myself, thanks), whatnot...but I do care about my looks, to look presentable, at least. -------- Okay, I believe that is the end of my post. If I have any more rants, I will update. So people who fell asleep, wake up, grab a tissue and wipe the drool of your keyboard. You forgot to sleep in your makeshift bed on the sofa a metre from you.
Those who easily flare up, now's your chance to spam my tag with colourful comments. I expect a rainbow anytime now.
You must wonder how my sunny previous post is related to this serious one. As I said, keep wondering.
1/28/2006 08:18:00 PM
Thursday, January 26, 2006
190th post...
Hooray! Going to Rosyth tomorrow! Wahoo!
RGS said that we can wear Chinese costumes and T-shirt and jeans to school tomorrow. So long as it's red, yellow or orange, and decent. They had the sense to add "no indecency please". Hohoho...Jaz says she wants to wear her OM T-shirt. I have a very limited choice of clothing according to the rules. I have no indecent clothing of course (like halters, spaghetti straps), just that the only clothing I have in red, yellow or orange is...
Red = P5 Camp T-shirt Orange = GE 20th Anniversary Yellowish-orange = OM T-shirt
Wah so many choices hor!
We released at 9 am! Earlier than the rest! Though RI is being dismissed earlier than I thought. So I reckon we should all be there by 10.30, well, most of us anyway. Sugi called me earlier to tell me to meet her at the front gate at 10.30. I'll tell the rest of the R Girls (want to say RG girls, but Raffles Girls' girls don't quite put it) too. RI is meeting at the bus stop, according to someone I forgot who.
Just now I was being kaypoh. Got couple argument downstairs, so my sisters and I sneaked to the window, close the lights so they won't see us, then so kaypoh go and watch the whole scenario. My sister translated some bits of Chinese for me...
Roughly, the woman said that she didn't love the man anymore, because a friend of hers told her that he was seeing another woman. The man was denying it, trying to hug her, then she push him away. I could see a lot of people watching from their windows too.
Now I know where soap dramas get their inspiration from. Eventually, they quietened down and people drifted away. Sometimes the woman would shriek loudly, then people returned to their windows, later they went off again.
So melodramatic. I was like hooked to the window for ages before going off. =3 So kaypoh hor?
1/26/2006 10:04:00 PM
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
189th post...
Getting closer to 400.
Today I met up with Jane at Sembawang MRT. Her uniform looks nice - at least a change in colour from navy blue to erm...blue. We didn't talk much, just caught up on how our schools were, then the train was pretty crowded so we kept quiet.
Got to school normally. Luckily, I didn't meet any teachers on the bus. And so started a normal day of school, with the exception of my mind hopping mad on the idea of meeting up on Friday. =3 Gosh I just love this cutesy thing.
Yay! Even better that RGS is released the earliest (9 am Woo7!) and we'll be able to gatecrash the classes earlier. Woo~! -------------------------- "I'm headed for Paradise." "Aren't we all."
1/25/2006 06:35:00 PM
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
188th post...
Yay! Had my first proper CSP lesson today!
Yeah well, even though the only thing I learnt was how to greet people and ask them for their name and answer them when they ask me for my name.
Ni hao ma? Wo hen hao. Ni de mingzi jiao shenme? Wo de mingzi jiao Munirah. Ta de mingzi jiao shenme? Ta de mingzi jiao Sarah/Maryam/Hanis.
=3 Beginning to love Chinese. Xie lao shi is really nice. She lets us eat in class during her lessons so long as we don't talk loudly, and she's pretty easygoing. I think it'll take a lot for her to get mad and scream at us. But you never know.
I somehow sometimes feel halfhearted to go to RGS. It seems as if I'll never be able to act the same as I did in Rosyth. I'll never be able to wield my mech pencil again (it's making a comeuppance this Friday!), I'll never be able to kick people in the shin (another comeuppance too, I hope!) and I'll never be able to use cuss words freely. Though I did say "Oh, shoot!" out loud in class once when I realised my watch alarm was on. Mrs Loh thought it was someone's HP.
1/24/2006 10:10:00 PM
Sunday, January 22, 2006
187th post...
Another sweet sunny Sunday and I'm staying at home doing homework while Brother goes off gallivanting with Dad to Cousin's house. He brought his homework along, but knowing him...it won't be done by the time he gets home.
I wish it would rain. With dark clouds. Lightning and thunder.
Maths homework again...love-hate relationship. I love it, and I hate it. Either way. Right now I'm hating it.
Denise is getting better. Recently she had a high fever, cough, so on and so forth. Four days of MC, I think. Lucky her. But when she comes back to school, I think there's a load of work to be done.
Bah I hate homework. If I finish my homework, hopefully some painting will make me happy again.
1/22/2006 01:42:00 PM
Friday, January 20, 2006
186th post...
Yay! I just discovered a Photoshop CD while going through some camera boxes!
It came with the PowerShot G2 camera my father bought a few years ago. Yay! It's the Photoshop 5.0 LE (limited edition).
Yeah well, sure it may be old (Photoshop 5.0) but nonetheless a Photoshop. Jazlyn loves Photoshop, and I think I'm beginning to like it too. You can create piccies, banners, collages...and if you get bored of the brushes you can download custom-made ones.
Sad I can't show you what I tried out so far. I don't know how to convert the .PSD file to something like .jpg, .png or those picture formats. So sad...but take my word for it that PS is cool!!!
Hahaha. Hyper.
Tried my hand at CounterStrike just now that my bro has on his comp. It was weird. I haven't engaged in battle yet (I'm a chicken)...
Commonwealth Essay today was OK. My word count was 701, give or take a few words. XD
1/20/2006 09:19:00 PM
Thursday, January 19, 2006
185th post...
Bowling teacher sucks like hell. that bloody ass. I WROTE MY GODDAMN NAME ON THE STUPID PAPER CLEARLY PROCLAIMING BOWLING TRIALS. AND THAT TEACHER HAS THE GALL TO DENY IT! WHAT HECK!
Rafflesian Idol - ELDS Version. The audition is similar to that of Idol - just with four times the number of judges. That also bloody sucks. They make it look as if ELDS is an elite club for only the best of the best actors. Yeesh. I had to act like Bobo the Clown entertaining what I WANT to think are terminally-ill kids for the impromptu. Shrishti had to act like a bitchy model, and Michelle had to tell her parents she was gay. Shrishti said that the judges were like implying that she wasn't bitchy enough, and Mish...well, SHE GOT THE EASIEST SCENARIO! ---- Me: Mom, Dad...I'm gay! Dad: OMG daughter you're friggin' gay! Mom: Hubby...I want to faint larh...CATCH ME YOU BLOODY FOOL! Me: Mom, Dad...I passed my PSLE that's why I'm gay! HAPPY LARH! ---- Now the only thing I'm looking forward to tomorrow is writing the Commonwealth Essay. I've got a little synopsis, just the starter... ---- "Teradia. Home to an ancient race, the Lyali. Widely noted as superior beings, their intellect and skill far surpasses that of humans. Theirs is a race with a long history. Due to their amazing ability to survive, they have an estimated existence span of more than 2000 years. However...
A prophecy arose, proclaiming the fall of the Lyali in the next thousand years, defeated by inferiors in a day. Concerned for his people, Yagurg the Chief cast a protection sphere spell to last a thousand years and a day..."
1/19/2006 07:49:00 PM
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
184th post...
Good news. Apparently bowling trials won't clash with drama trials now.
Because Sarah called me up and said that we needed to sms the teacher I/C to confirm our place in bowling trials. She didn't and nor did I, so it looks like we won't be entering bowling anytime soon. I must say it's their fault too. They didn't state that we had to sms them or anything. So they SUCK.
And if I'm not allowed to go for only one drama practice on Thursdays, then Drama is out for me. Then I'll have to go for NCC (Air/Land) or NPCC (Sea). But I can take IT Club at least, with Jazlyn.
They said that if 3rd language clashes with CCA, then CCA is a priority. But I do insist on going for Chinese! It can help me in future! So how? Now all I hope for is that they'll still accept me for bowling trials, or that they will allow me to go for only one drama practice day.
Decisions, decisions. DAMN! And I so did want to go for both bowling and drama...
I HATE PEOPLE WHO DON'T STATE SPECIFICALLY WHAT THEY WANT US TO DO AND LEAVE US WITH THE CONSEQUENCES, DAMMIT!
well then. SHIT.
1/18/2006 08:27:00 PM
Monday, January 16, 2006
183rd post...
Largest prime number in the world = 9,152,052 digits.
One of my Mathematics worksheets' optional questions is "What are Mersenne primes?". I researched it on the net...and boy, was it interesting. The formula itself is quite easy to understand, and the numbers are simply stunning.
This is a website I went to showing all 9, 152, 052 digits of the largest prime number in the world. Beware though, your comp's sure gonna lag waiting for all the numbers to load. My browser crashed twice. XD
If Douglas and Bryan can go about reciting Pi, why not the largest prime number? At least there's a goal to aim for, right? Unlike the unknown numbers of Pi.
Class 1/12. Seems like most of my conversations occur over MSN. Like Gracia. I hardly talk to her in school, but we make small talk on MSN. Or Yi Fei. We discuss homework on MSN, but our conversations at school are reasonable, I think, along with Rebecca.
In General.
Liz is agitated with Mish for including her friend in our group audition, whom we don't know of. Liz is also disappointed because Mish is no longer hanging out with us. Karen is somewhat frustrated because Mish started hanging out with her friends and didn't talk to her anymore. Personally? I don't really care. It's destined if we hang together or not. Now, I am making friends too, but I don't forget my other friends.
Like Jaz. She's a good friend. She'll chat to you about MapleStory, she'll draw cute widdly RGS girls to adorn our classroom walls and whiteboard, and she'll put on a smile so long as she's happy. She'll also sometimes voice out her thoughts. Liz too. She's straightfoward, unafraid to voice out her thoughts, and is good at dancing and acting. Don't forget singing. Shi Ying. She may be quiet, but at times she can be fun, provide some useful information in groupwork...
Haven't seen Sally around much. Nor Samantha either. I'm not really that good friends with them, nonetheless...I'm sure we Rosythians will get along just fine when we meet up again, won't we?
(Hey Liz, somehow I feel as if I sound like the Naive person in the play. Funny, isn't it? But Mischief ain't bad either!)
1/16/2006 07:47:00 PM
Sunday, January 15, 2006
182nd post...
Sweet sunny day On a blustery day I say Goodbye.
Never to see you. Never to know you I say Goodbye.
Randomness made up on a sweet sunny Sunday. Maybe I wish to continue it later.Was finishing up my homework. Luckily, Geography is to be handed in on Tuesday, thank goodness. Or I'd be fishcake tomorrow. Gotta remember to bring my Atlas on Tuesday, too.
My eldest sister went to Comics Connection today, and guess what she bought there - a FAITH badge. Looks cool and shiny...I have no idea why she purchased it, anyway, if she wanted to cosplay GSD anytime, that would come in handy. Maybe she's gone mad over GSD - I'm not that mad to go and get a FAITH badge. Earlier on she wanted to get those Gundam models - in that big box, ya know? - but I guess she's going small scale first.
Someone please help me with that stupid article for Geography. My sisters said that Geography was a piece of cake? Not in RGS it is.
1/15/2006 08:10:00 PM
Saturday, January 14, 2006
181st post...
End of House Practice 3.
I passed the trial for Discus Throw! I guess that means I can represent Buckle in the Sports Fest heats. Me and Nancy got in. The only flaw with me doing Discus Throw is that my hand is too small to hold the discus, so I've got to stretch my fingers in the hope of getting them to grow longer.
GROW, FINGERS, GROW!
Heheh. Just simply exuberant about finally being good in a sport. I've always thought myself as athletically-challenged, so...this could be a breakthrough. My mom was laughing when I told her I got in Discus. Apparently, discus throwers are stout and tall. Not...er...average and short.
Chloe came across my blog. She said it was very easy to spot...funny. but cool. I'll get more visitor traffic? Heheh.
1/14/2006 12:08:00 PM
Friday, January 13, 2006
180th post...
20 more posts to 200! and 200 more posts to reach this year's resolution! though I begin to highly doubt that I can reach 400 in a year.
Fridays, I conclude, are the second best days after Wednesdays. There's Computer Studies on Wednesday, and on even weeks there's PE. Fridays have three-hour long Art and Design lessons, which should be interesting.
I've already come up with a design for my toy. It uses the Quick Return mechanism. There's a crocodile figure attached to the top of the rod, and the player tries to throw cloth fish bait into the crocodile's wide mouth. Since it's Quick Return, the crocodile will go back and forth, even faster when going backwards. So you have to throw in the fish at the right time. I think I can do this. Hopefully.
Met one of 1/12's PSLS, Zhi Ying, on the bus today. I saw her on 132, but I didn't know she took 167 or 980 too. She asked me a few questions, and I answered them. I didn't really talk much, because I'm kinda quiet (BIG change from in class, eh?) when alone and I like to think, and think about my thinking, and think about thinking about my thinking...
-.-"
Ahahaha. Confusing? I can go on for ages but I'm too lazy. Fwahahaha. Evil. Not.
Going from Sembawang Interchange, I bought my long-awaited Slurpee (yeah I procrastinated buying that for three days) and went back home. The perils of passing by your former former primary school. Seeing your old friends gawking at you as you pass by. Even worse when you're from RGS, cos like it's the top girls' school and one of the top schools in Singapore.
On my first day of school I felt like I was being stared at. Shi Ying said that she felt the same way too. It's creepy. But I guess you get used to it. I didn't know there were a lot of RGS girls living in the North.
Loooong post. Maybe I'll post later. I feel like changing my blogskin.
Oh yeah, and did anyone notice it was Friday the 13th today? Fear of Friday the 13th: paraskevidekatriaphobia. Someone should have a fear of long names like that.
1/13/2006 03:33:00 PM
Thursday, January 12, 2006
179th post...
Everytime I read Alice In Wonderland, I get a constricted feeling somehow. Imagining how it would be like to be trapped in a fantasy world alone with no notion of where to go and a load of nonsensical characters out to get me. Although the Mad Hatter and March Hare seem so much better companions than the rest.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You must be," said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here."
"You can draw water out of a water-well," said the Hatter, `so I think you could draw treacle out of a treacle-well--eh, stupid?" "But they were IN the well," Alice said to the Dormouse, not choosing to notice this last remark.
Lessons were boring today. As usual. Don't feel like talking about it. I signed up for Bowling tryouts today. It's back-to-back with ELDS tryouts but I think I can manage. Hopefully just ask the Bowling instructor if I can leave early or the ELDS instructor if I can come late.
Funny though, how no one's heard of Diana Wynne Jones in my class except for Rosythians. I thought a lot of people read it. Guess not.
1/12/2006 06:19:00 PM
Monday, January 09, 2006
178th post...
1st day of lessons today. I must say, I enjoyed Mathematics the most, funnily enough. Time went by so fast, I was sad to know Maths was over. A first! Mrs Tong will be glad to know that.
"Or I'll skin you alive!"
I stuffed my History and Geography books into my locker. Denise and me arranged to meet at Rosyth, but it was raining heavily, so I thought I wouldn't go. I tried calling Denise but she didn't pick up the phone. Then Liz sms-ed to the wrong number.
So in the end I decided to go with Kar, Liz, Sam and SY to Rosyth on CNY instead, since it'll be a better occasion. Dunno if Mish is going though. By the sound of it on her taggie, Liz sounded kinda mad that she didn't hang with us anymore, cos we thought that everyone would stick together, Rosyth GE.
Got home round 4. Switched on the comp - my usual routine these days. Tomorrow I'll get a crack on my homework, I've got three days to do it. Already finished one though. So it'll be easier. The maths teacher is kind and nice. I think that's why I'll like math.
Trying to create a unique piccy for my MSN now. I don't think I will. I'm not an artist, nor a comp whiz. But if RGS teaches it during Comp Studies, maybe I can do it in the future.
Metacognition - thinking about thinking. I realise as I type this, I'm thinking about the way I think and how I type it down. A train of thought, as I jump from one carriage to another. Topic changes often, I seem to notice. Maybe I can write these kind of stories, never ending thoughts that go on until you decide to cut the story off. These kind of stories to me seem innocent, unless of course you're peering into a rapist/pervert/paedophile's mind, then you better get away quick.
So this is where my story decides to cut off until the next post.
1/09/2006 10:30:00 PM
Sunday, January 08, 2006
"Carry your candle, even in darkness Seek out the knowledge, goodness and truth Hold out your candle, for all to see it Shine forth brightly, go light your world."
-Rosyth School Song
1/08/2006 06:48:00 PM
Saturday, January 07, 2006
176th post...
Just came back from RGS Orientation Camp 2006.
Just before sleeping the Prefects put on a movie for those late-nighters. The Parent Trap. Watched it a lot of times before, but it's still OK to watch it again. But I slept halfway, at 1 am.
The E Norris Hall was damn cold. When I was woken up in the morning by my watch alarm, my feet were shivering uncontrollably. So I decided to fall back asleep again and then I woke up an hour later.
Concert Prep was nice. We wrapped up some loose ends and decided to sing a mixed version of "The More We Get Together", but in four different languages. The PSLs practically tried to show it to everyone who zipped into 1/12 for a look, a chat, or a check.
Camp Concert was nicer. We screamed like heck, the whole Sec One classes. Poor parents, must've felt like there were several huge loudspeakers and subwoofers arranged around them at top volume. Especially when we did that Austrian yodeler song.
That's one of my fave cheers, as well as Buckle's Ole cheer. So cheery one...
"Oh, an Austrian went yodeling on a mountaintop high When along came an avalanche, interrupting his cry Yo-leh-ee Yo-leh-ee yo-leh-ee WHOOSH (x2)"
Best when it's the Lunatic. "Yo-leh-ee yo-leh-ee WHOOSH GRR MOO *PANT* MUACKS *SCREAM*
"When I say Buckle, you say Oh, you say Oh, you say Oh. When I say Buckle, you say Leh, you say Leh, you say Leh. When I say Buckle, you say Oh. When I say Buckle, you say Leh. Buckle Oh, Buckle Leh. Buckle Buckle OLE OLE OLE OLE OLE OLE *turns around while waving hands in air* BUCKLE ROCKS!"
1/07/2006 09:46:00 PM
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
175th post...
Third day of RGS Orientation.
Mrs Tan's scheduled two bloody boring talks today. But today, to make sure we were listening, she asked questions and made us think for two minutes. Then she walked around to find out our opinions. Though that somewhat didn't really put me off from daydreaming - twice I had to ask Shi Ying what Mrs Tan asked us.
House Orientation - BUCKLE!!!! Green's my fave colour, so it's really good then. The theme for 2006 is really weird: Bend It Like Buckle. Related to soccer. So our cheer this year has "Ole Ole Ole~" in it, and as souvenirs after the house practice they handed out soccer ball keychains. I plan to write in green ink "Bend It Like Buckle".
Buckle divides their members into groups named after green vegetables. There were names such as Peas, Green Pepper, Brussel Sprouts, Cabbage...I got into Kailan. Yes, Kailan. We played a game with the other groups. You sit on a circle of chairs, leaving one or two empty. Then have the same number of people in the middle of the circle. People with shift from seat to seat, careful to avoid letting the people inside sit on the empty chairs. If they are able to sit, then the person on the right of them must enter the circle. Kailan! Had the lowest number of people enter the circle!! GO KAILAN GO! -idonteatkailan-
I signed up for CCA tryouts today. English Language Drama Society (ELDS). The slot for 24 Jan was full, so I had to sign for 19 Jan. Liz said she and Mish would cancel their names off 24 Jan to join me, since they wanted to do a group act (group acts give me more confidence).
Concert Prep sucked. The three leaders couldn't get the full attention of the class, and roles were kinda just passed out to people anyhow. Me and Jaz sorta felt fed up. I kept thinking how it would be like if we had gone to different schools. Not to RGS. RGS to me, is kinda like a rigid place really. But the seniors are like happy-go-lucky-screaming-bouncing-cheerful bunnies, so I guess I shouldn't really worry.
I hope.
1/04/2006 09:12:00 PM
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
You scored as Theater. You should be a Theater major! Like a bohemian actress, you are seasoned and confident and not afraid to express yourself!
All my three years' worth of sarcasm, irony, dry humour are being squeeeeezed forcefully out of me. By a bunch of Raffles girls. Man, their enthusiasm is totally sky-high! Ouch...I simply cannot imagine being one of them...
About 120 Raffles girls could rival the roar of a whole stadium! They shriek for no reason, clap loudly, jump about...I think this year's batch of Secondary Ones are a cynical bunch. So not enthu - like me lah.
Mrs Tan's speech is sooo boring. She told us to sit up straight at attention, but as soon as she started her speech everyone slouched over and some even fell asleep. Like me. But only for a couple of seconds before I realised I was asleep. Mrs Tan continued the speech even though people were fidgeting, or asleep, or reading a book.
During PS lesson, 1/12 introduced themselves to one another. We're supposed to state our name, birthday, hobby and something about the person next to you. So...
"Hi. My name is Munirah, and my birthday is on November 17. My hobby is vegetating in front of the computer. And she(Shi Ying)'s a girl."
In the year 2006 I resolve to: Spend my summer vacation in cyberspace.
I cut my finger and my big toe on three stupid damn rocks in the sea. There were so many damn rocks! Can't even swim properly without stepping on at least one. I used two empty Pepsi bottles to float with. Heheh.
The most exciting thing that probably happened was the dumping of three tortoises into the sea. My mom said that this Chinese couple came with a pail. They dumped the tortoises into the sea. Whenever the tortoises attempted to come back on land, they picked them up and flung them back. It was sooo cruel...
My sibs and I tried finding the tortoises. One was missing, the other on a deathwish (it kept going back in and out the sea -.-) and another beached on the rocks awaiting death. We couldn't do anything much about it, since we can't bring them back home and stuff.
Today I went swimming. Can't swim very well, the only thing I know is how to float. On my back.
My bro and I played a game with my dad. My dad would fling this float anywhere, and me and my bro would attempt to get it first. Using whatever dirty tricks we had, like pulling hair, kicking, scratching (my specialty!!!) and biting (hahaha...). I came off the winner...cause I could swim better than my bro could...
Yeh that's all...
1/02/2006 12:58:00 AM
Sunday, January 01, 2006
171th post...
Happy New Year, people.
List of resolutions to make and attempt (but gladly fail) to adhere to:
1. Stay in touch with everyone from Rosyth for as long as possible. 2. Control my temper. TwT 3. Make new friends in RGS. 4. Excel in academics to continue receiving EESIS. 5. Reach the blog post count of 500 by 1 January 2007.
and lastly...
6. Stop living in unreality and get on with life.
Ah yes. That I will miserably fail to do so.
1/01/2006 12:17:00 AM
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CYAZLARS/CZ
17 November 1993
Temperamental idiot
Rosyth School
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Raffles Girls' School
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hawwtstuff
HETALIA!<33
mai OTP: Denmark/Norway
Nordic nations
Prussia <3
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TRAVEL THE WORLD, YO.
1. A GPS unit
2. A good pair of binos 3. Oh, the Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss 4. Farthest North by Fridtjof Nansen 5. Worst Journey in the World by Apsley Cherry-Garrard
