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Saturday, November 21, 2009

20.11.2009: O's over and done with, just back from Korea

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PARTYING TOO HARD TO TYPE ANYTHING MORE HERE

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Thursday, October 08, 2009

I navigate myself to take me where you be

Wednesday, 7 October 2009

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Oh what I would give just to be back there, back there in Prague.

Sick of this shit.

-/edit-

Just now a middle-aged businessman stepped into the lift just as I pressed the 'close' button. No, I didn't get raped/ mugged, you sadistic bastard.

Upon seeing that I was still in uniform, he asked whether I just ended school for the day (it was about 10pm). I surveyed him for a moment and decided that he was safe to talk to (yes, Mom, I do listen to you even though you think I don't). So I said 'Yeah, had tuition and some stuff.' Then he gaped at me, and said 'Woah. I've got a son entering Primary One next year and I've got no idea what to expect, lah.'

Before I could launch into a speech about the stresses of a typical student in the Singaporean education system the lift reached my floor and I left. But that really got me thinking for a bit. Since when did all this madness start? Primary 6? Primary 1? Good heavens, kindergarten 1, maybe?

How is it that so many of us feel so bogged down at this age (which is, supposedly, a peak in our lives)? So jaded; so tainted with many of life's worries usually reserved for the fully-matured. When did it get this crazy? This is insanity at its worst, IMO. We're all running this race, but what are we running for, really? Just to beat that loser who keeps stubbornly trailing you, I bet. If you can't keep up, it's okay to me, because you're only human. For me, God has answered this question many times.

In other news, I (still) can't integrate to save my life. But I am still very much the same girl inside out. Math doesn't change a thing.

So why should my ability to integrate/ answer weirdass questions affect how far I will go in life? No, I won't let it.


Monday, September 21, 2009

There is a faith proved of more worth than gold

Longest Day was fawesome. 'Nuff said.

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Thank you, God for these people in my life.

God is my victory and He is here.


Thursday, September 03, 2009

Let me occupy your mind, as you do mine

Monday, 31 August 2009

Possibly the busiest day I've had all year!

Teacher's Day celebrations in MG in the morning, then lunch with PEPS friends, visited PEPS, then rushed back to MG for flute lesson, following which I headed home to change before leaving for a Handbell outing at Plaza Sing, then left from there with Roxanne for a sleepover at her place with four of us.

Be Yourself Day 09- Theme was supposed to be Circus. Was really planning on dressing up, but Chris, Jan and I decided the night before not to. Violette and Roxanne retards did, though. They came as clowns/ nerds. I really don't know; I cannot find any word to describe what they were.

Celebrations in the hall were pretty epic. Epic phail- mostly due to the wonderful new sound system. Last MG one, though, pretty sad.

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Our friends the 'circus' freaks

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Jan and I

Omg, our classroom does look dirty! MrsC was right all along! It's just the frickkin colour of the tiles, I say.

THIS PLACE WAS PURE INSANITY.

Everyone crowded like mad people outside the stupid, small, stuffy staffroom entrance just to pass their presents. It was beyond crazy; girls were screaming for teachers like some fangirls at a concert gone wild. I think the last time I witnessed people like this was when... Hold on, NEVER HAVE I SEEN SUCH PANDEMONIUM.

Oh I have, actually, now that I think about it. On Animal Planet, when hyenas start to mate. Maybe even Independence Day.

I practically crawled out of that shit with Bea.

Left MG with Gerou to Btbatok. I met Sze Min at Wm while Gerou headed home for a bit. Wah, Sze Min must have raced from Rg to Wm, she beat me! Sze Min and I walked around for a bit then decided to sit around at the food court. There, we met Yingcong, Luchang, Yong Le and Htet Aung. Bought food, and slowly Rubin, Gerou and Sandra joined one by one.

Made our way to PEPS after lunch and met a whole bunch of people there- the 6B and 6C people and some juniors. We met Keethana at the Bus Interchange and convinced her to join us; met Bradley from my primary two class too, after eight years! Gerou and I met two MG juniors who were from PEPS too and we took this picture. Yeeeaah, PEPS girls in MG are pretty cool huh! xD

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Keethana, Rubin, Pratika, Sze Min, Gerou, Fongs, Sandrapants

Ah, I miss this stage. So many things happened on this stage. (Jingle dance, ROFL!) As we walked around I had this wonderful gush of memories. Happy Toilets, nightmarish/super fun English lessons and canteen food were trending topics of conversation. We all kept laughing at how our EL teacher came back from the June holidays on our sixth year and annouced pretty flippantly that she got married. We asked to whom and she said "Oh, to an Egyptian". Good times, good times!

PEPS, however evolving, pretty much feels like home to me.

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Wonderful, wonderful photography skillz.

I'd say we're a pretty bonded batch! Those from 6ABC, at least.

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6A, Class of '05! One fifth of us.

Rubin, Me, Sandrapants, Luchang, Yong Le, Timothy, Yingcong, Htet Aung

Hahah, Yong Le looks pretty retarded here. Too bad Timmy didn't go to Hwach.

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6B people.

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Ms Yew, our primary six form teacher who so lovingly helped me pass Chinese and Higher Chinese. Wah, I think I can still remember all those Cheense proverbs.

We spent some time slacking in the IT Club lab/room thingy probing Luchang for infomation about his rlnship, agreeing that Timmy should go to Acjc, observing the primary five dudes designing some computer game for competition and eventually getting kicked out of the room for being a nuisance.

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Mdm Cheah (in the red coat) is the ultimate momma!

She kept exclaiming how proud she was of us, promoting us to each other and probing about every single academic and emotional detail about our lives now. She pretty much watched us progress through the awkward phases since primary two; the teacher that I've got the deepest and most meaningful impression of. Aiyoh, she always makes me feel so loved.

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Eugene was about to cry from all this reminiscing.

Kidding. Don't keeel me.

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This is so cute, lah. The school redid the whole mural by changing the students (the old mural had students that had spectacles fashioned clearly from the 90s and all) in it but kept the exact same actions of the students.

Had to leave PEPS in a hurry to make it back to MG for flute lesson; was late, anyway. After flute lesson I rushed home to change and practically blindly threw clothes into my bag for the sleepover. Then I took a train to Plaza Sing to meet half of the handbellers to watch The Proposal.

I (kinda) fell asleep during the second part of the movie, well because I watched it before. It's not that I don't like the movie, I do, but was so tired by then.

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Faye Gail and Hwing you guys totally MIA-ed!

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Roxanne luvs Spock so much, she's wearing him.

The sleepover was insanely fun; one of the best ever! Everytime someone wanted to sleep, the others couldn't, so we'd make that person stay up. Naturally, we didn't sleep till pretty late so we were bushed by morning. Roxanne made us watch Zoolander (don't watch it, please, for your sanity) in the night and we watched He's Just Not That Into You in the morning, which was so sweet.

I cannot believe we taupok-ed each other too. I realised it's actually pretty painful, especially when you want to fight back laughter.

Roxanne's mom set up a steam boat lunch for us the day after. It was so, so, so good! Yum yum in my tum.

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"Zachary Quinto."
"Men..."
"HOT!"

Somehow conversation always led to Zachary Quinto being hot, courtesy of Roxanne.

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Chris, Me, Roxanne, Jan.

Violette, wherefore art thou Violette?

This is a pretty long post. I've had a wonderful time relieving post-Prelim stress! Now unto the real Os. This taste of pure fun has really motivated me to do well and enjoy this (times a million) after.


I wanna lose control

Satuday, 29 September 2009

I went to Johor with Dad and Charmaine for my dad's golf tournament. No not to take part, but rather just to chill out after Prelims. My personal form of a holiday. My sister was there to 'volunteer' her photography services to the event.

Woke up at freaking unearthly 5am and started the short road trip. Mom didn't want to go though. We reached this Johor golf club and resort pretty quickly. Then I realised I was the youngest person there.

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The golf course was so huge! I swear, it really did look like a scene from The Land Before Time or Jurassic Park. All that space for dinosaurs to roam!

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Dad making the welcoming address

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The fly. Yuck.

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His magnificence! So glourious.

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I cancelled my plans to laze around the clubhouse all morning, and instead followed my sister around the golf course on the buggy. Her driving was puke-inducing.

Anyway, I wasn't allowed to do anything (fine by me) except sit in the buggy  and take care of our stuff whenever Charmaine left to take photos. So naturally I took many photos of the area for myself. Then I saw this:

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Yuck!

We actually breathe in that smog-ish thing. Every few seconds this machine would fart out black smoke. I have never been and will never be an over-enthusiastic advocate for the environment, but this is seriously depressing.

I thought it was funny to see that some participants thought my sister and I were employed by the organizing committee. They probably thought that we were employees that slacked a lot, then.

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Dad giving the closing address. I took it from this weird angle because I was backstage helping out with the prizes/ reading a book.

We had a meal (not exactly lunch, nor dinner) at some weird mall on the way back. I realized there that there's just a certain difference in the way Singaporeans and Malaysians dress. I just seem to can't put into words what and how.

Slept for most of the journey back. Luvly day!



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