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I am quite pissed with the school and the freaking teachers leh. OK fine, maybe we HAVE to have history and chinese classes, oh and science AND math, at that. Cos we have to complete our syllabus. but HOME ECONS? get real. There was SIMPLY NO NEED for us to go up. But they MADE us. i dun understand. We JUST cleaned the whole bloody room which has this weird lingering stench of butter and now, JUST because they feel like it, they make us wipe the bleeding tables AGAIN.

i mean for gods sake lah, there was NO NEED for washing. NO NEED at all. u dun need us for ANYTHING, so why call us up? just cos u FEEL like it? and so, we went up. They forced themselves to think of something for us to do. so we ended up doing the tables. urgh. and i HATE washing. i HATE it. dunno, its my skin or sth. My fingers look so rotten whenever i come into contact with soap. well dishwashing liquid, and for long periods of time to be exact. and they start itching too. SHEESH.

And so, that Miss Koh couldnt think of AAANYYTHING better for us to do. as it is, she already mian qiang then thought of making us REDO the table tops. there was simply NOTHING for us. So we were left alone and she REFUSED to let us go. we had NO business there, but for the sake of, ( in my opinon) exercising her authority and make us feel that SHE is in control. SHE is the boss. WE have to listen to HER. SHe just KEPT us there. And hell, we had nothing to do at all. She allowed games. but what are games without some form of NOISE. i mean wheres the ATMOSPHERE? the EXCITEMENT? so hell, we ended up spinning coins. NO, that was AFTER we got caught for playing split.

We were later on "banned" from it. Hell, its just a freaking game. wads wrong? Oh, u might injure urselves if u aint careful. She says in this falsely concerned voice. yeah right. ur afraid of breaking ur rice bowl arent u? an accident in YOUR clas bcos u kept us in for NO reason would cost u ur job, wouldnt it? HUH? its ur freaking INCOME u care abt, ISNT IT?and then she goes, its for ur safety and so on. damnit. says we might RIP our ahems if we arent careful. huh. we arent even FORCING ourselves. not doing splits. not pushing ourselves. not exerting much force. we play for the sake of fun lah. and why would we put ourselves through torture anyway? its not like sumone's pointing a gun at us and asking us to split. hell, leave us alone. besides. NO GAME is hazard free anyway. Will a soccer player never fall? and will his fall DEFINITELY be worse than an injury sustained playing a game of scissors-paper-stone?! The point is, she was stopping us from everything just cos she was proud. huh. teacher so what. Can tell shes not concerned one lah. hell, she looked so damn cold and detached. she didnt mean it. DIDN'T mean what she said. -_-

Thats how we ended up SPINNING COINS. How totally fun and exciting. OK, ENOUGH ANGRINESS already. humph. *refuses to be reminded and get angry again* so anyway,

We also continued watching Billy Elliot today. Nice show, as i mentioned before. BUt i didnt quite like the ending scene, which showed Billy and the ballet troupe ( do u call a group of ballet dancers a ballet troupe?) getting ready to perform the swan dance thingy. I can't remmeber the name. shucks. the haunting haunting,SAD SAAAADDD song lah. I dunno, i just didn't like their costumes AND make up. They were soooo freaky. YIKEs. gross. As in they had these AWFUL black streaks on their faces and these weird...feathery....PANTS(?) on. THeir ahem, feathers and ahem, wings i suppose. Well, it wasnt nice. -_- and they only showed billy 12 years older than he was when the movie first started, leaping out lah. Nothing GREAT about the ending scene. And well, i shant reveal anymore of the movie. curious? go watch it yourself. um....if u like bad words....this one's for ya! oh and do u call a male ballet dancer a ballerina. NAH! dun think so right? then what? balletnana!!!

It had quite disturbing scenes though, and uh...its a very very fresh movie. very... well.....strange. so anyway, the boys in class werent very used to it and made a huge hooha out of it. SHEESH. they are so shallow. Firstly, they kept bursting into laughter when the F word was mentioned, which was, mentioned like...all the time? So they kept laughing. it was weird for me too lah. as in even when the character was laughing, and smiling and happy and stuff, he'd go around yelling it. weeeirrrdd....

* oh, i have just received news that the movie they played in lc today was water boys again, so YIPEE!!! i dun feel so bad about not being able to go anymore!!!!*

Ok, summore disturbing, (or strange) scenes were the parts where billy ( 13 years old) lay on the bed, over debbie and let debbie gently caress his cheeks, the part where the whole darn family was fuming mad and there was this huge war between mrs. teacher and mr. vulgar daddy and in the background was some feel good, happy, party music blasting off the radio. AND the part where...billy cried and cried and then said that he was accepted in the royal ballet school... how totally. bizarre.

Then after watching, we went back to class and started playin Daidi again. Then it was EDs. Which was really a horrible session today. i.wasnt.happy. Argh, suddenly i think i should have gone to the lc instead to watch the SAME movie rather than stay back for EDS. It sucked. We did a Harry Potter Skit. I played crabbe. which is a rather du-uh character. according to miss debbie. and judy said i looked my part. INsult? compliment? Ah heck ;) but i wanted to play Malfoy. i m always the little miss haughty, arrogant, cold and detached anyway. So hell, it'd have been easy for me, but michelle wanted the role, so i didnt bother auditioning for it. So i took Crabbe's role. But i auditioned for Malfoy for the FINALEST performance. heck, i am not so bent on getting it lah. i am not all too interested. and besides, i dun mind doing crabbe and goyle though the only thing they do is look stupid. no lines, no actions, no nothing. ahh....but the others find it a waste if they dun put me in a speaking role though! :D wee!!! sooo happy!!!:D:D:D:D They still cant decide between me and michelle yet. hm....

oh, we got our positions back today. well, not exactly lah. The result slips are out only tomorrow. But a certain few saw all our marks and positions when they helped Mr. Idiotic Tuigee jerk with the result slips today. And naturally, they came back with all the news and man, they made sure it sprreeeaaadd.... :D and well...i got...nah, i shant mention anything. Lets wait till the reports come back ;)

Dawn got a new haircut. Whee~ she looks realllyyyy pretty now!!! :D its a compliment dawn, u ARE pretty :D

Thought about my lollipop today again. I WANT IT BACK!!! AHHH!!! SOOOO SAD!!!! I WANT IT BACK!!! KENG HOE!!!! u scum bag!!!!!

ok, the end.

mum's nagging
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Ok, so i complained ALOT just now already, now, for the nicer part of the day *smiles sweetly* We continued watching Billy Elliot in school today!!! YIPEE!!! HURRAY!!! Its a nice show, though, like the matrix, i cannot, hear or see much. But this one because of the HORRIBLE quality of the screening lah. Like my DEAR DEAR miss Tan HAD to choose com lab 1 which is like HORRIGIBLE. We had NO idea wad we were watching. but the story was nice anyway.

And then, i decided to go language centre AGAIN. despite having gone there on monday. ( and i am planning to go on thursday and friday if i can sumhow worm my way out of EDS, too) The movie today was MARVELLOUS. Eiga wa totemo totemo totemo TOTEMO sugokatta desu. watashi was honto suki desu!!! ( ok it means, the movie was very very very VERY fantastic! I really liked it!!!) they showed WATERBOYS today. Which is much much much nicer than kiki's delivery service. and i loved THAT show already. AHHHH!!! JAP FILMS ARE SOO NICE!!!:D ooh, and funny. it was so damn....funny!!! muahahahaha. i was so happpy!!! :D:D:D and i had me too really good friends, diane and sandy to accompany me as well. MAN! wad luck! ;) I plan to go there again tomorrow but shucks, diane just told me that there will be EDS. SHUCKS shucks shucks shucks shucks. i wanna go watch moviE!!!

Sandy enjoyed the movie too, diane oso lah, of course. Ah, pity we were shoved into a labful of RI boys. urgh -_- and they were making " a hell of a noise" as vicky puts it. So ah....too bad lor. but they were laughing alot too. See, the show's THAT funny. Haha, and the french students are all complaining of the dirty sex content in their movies. MUAHAHAHA. we get ANIME and COMEDIES. YIPEE!!!!

i HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEE Public transport!!!! i HATE public transport!!!I HATE public transport!!!I HATE public transport!!! Fine, call me a sick brat, WHATEVER. i will STILL HATE PUBLIC transport. Well, actually, its bus 293 that REEEEEAAAALLLLLLYYYY pisses me man.

Firstly, u wait AGES. AGES. for that blooody bus to come, and when it does, u have the squeeze into the bloody thing. THAT IDIOTIC, FILTHY, SMEEEELLLY, GROSS, DISGUSTING< PATHETIC and somtimes NOISY vehicle. I hate it man, and on that bus ah, u really get ALL sorts of people and trust me, they're definitely not people u'd ever wanna sit with. sometimes, there are idiotic, inconsiderate, vulgar, uncouth and untaught idiots who go around SNEEZING like its nobody's business. AT YOUR FRESH BAG OF FRIES, AT YOU, AT YOUR FACE. basically, everywhere, u'd rather they DON'T aim at. And its not this sweet polite sneeze u know. HELL, apparently, iits to tedious an action to just slightly raise a hand to one's mouth tocup the germs, spit and WHATNOT and prevent it from flying and attaching themselves on other passengers, kway teow, and god knows what else. And come on, do u really need to SNEEZE THAT loudly?! urgh. they're doing it on purpose i tell ya, hell, no one should sneeze that loudly....ooh, there are COUGHERS too. GRRROOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSS.....

Sometimes, there are plain weirdos lah. looking weird. doing weird stuff. singing weird, tuneless diddys to themselves, just well, behaving idiotic. sheesh. oh and smokers. i HATE smokers. i HATE smokers, and very very very very VERY UNFORTUNATELY, the tampines bus interchange is just FILLED with that DREADED, HORRID, group of people. THOSE SELFISH, CRUEL, SHALLOW and BRAINLEEESSSS people!!! hell, cant they see that they are just KILLING themselves? and ok, since they're THAT dumb, since they were so stupid in the first place to take that WRETCHED first puff, it isnt THAT much a pity if anything untoward shd happen to them. but the burden they bring to their families. IDIOTS man! all of them! if a lady wanted to waste her money on her husband's BLOODY cigarettes and health bills. SHe'd have married a half dead 90 year old lobster with a battery of chronic diseases instead, wouldnt she? and hell, these SELFISH idiots smoke ALL OVER the bleeding place. MAN! here are the teenagers, kids, adults even, determinedly refusing to smoke. AVOIDING IT ALL COST. knowing the potential HEALTH PROBLEMS it can cause. AND here comes the smokers, the crazed sadists puffing away like its none of their business, blowing smoke everywhere. And we, the innocent, smart people, breathe it in, and hell, we get sick anywyay URGH. they shd ban the whole bleeding cigarettes thing man! PROFITS. all they bleeding care about it MONEY. FILTHY money, earned at the discomfort of all other citizens. The smart, educated ones who don't smoke. The nice people. DAMN them.

Ok, enough digression. So well, besides the IDIOTIC people we get on the bus, we have to put up with all the FILTH. ALL THE CRAP. they have on board. The bus is DISGUSTING. it is HORRIBLE. Honestly, u step into the bus, sit down and find three sticky lumps of some unidentified, disgustingly squishy, urgh-ish objects which looks vaguely like chewng gum staring back at u. yes, chewing gum. in Singapore?! and then, u look down and there are some weird objects which really look like minituarised lumps of human excretion. OH, and if u are *lucky* enough, u might just sit on a puddle of water, or end up with a horribly sticky (not to mention sTINKY) palm if u touch a handle, OR u might simply spot a wad of tissue in ur immediate vicinity. Hell, if u are THAT fortunate, u might just have the opportunity of viewing displays of the colourful sec. sch ( oh wait, i dun mean to descriminate, but to be fair to better schools, colourful not so gd sec sch, ah be fairer still lah, plain sucky sec sch ) vocabulary. Rich in profanities, and weird language, i dun even understand. Eg of graffitti u can get on the back of the seats. " **** ur mothers.....blah blah" or or " JH LOVES FH" and whatnot. WHO CARES. WHO BLOODY CARES. ITS NONE OF OUR BUSINESS IF JUNE LOVES MARY. OKAY? SAVE IT. SAVE THE INK.I DUN BLOODY CARE. I DUN GIVE A BLOODY DAMN. and if AB loves GH its HIS business. not mine. and tell u sth baby, DEFINITELY NOT YOURS. so piss off. -_-

ARGH, maybe its not the bus's problem. Hell, of course its not. maybe its just my luck the bus travels on a route which rather unfortunately passes through XXX sch, AAA sch, and ABC sch. Names not mentioned for the sake of my health. OK, shall not carry on ranting. i am ANGRY!!!

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Goodbye

i just watched Matrix Reloaded, well...part of it that it....my brother just bought the VCD last night. its nice lah, with all the weird effects and stuff. very enjoyable. but hell, it was cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeem. and ok, i shant pretend i understand anything. but it was nice. it was a show which i didnt understand, at times, couldnt really hear, or see, but...well...SOMEHOW....it was nice :D why do i say part of it? well, i fell asleep halfway :$ sheesh. i am so lousy :D but it wasnt because i was bored lah....just very very very very sleepy. i cannot. i just cannot. watch TV at 2pm + dunno why leh. i just fall asleep halfway. its horrible. i was like so drowsy at the car chase part yet i REALLY REALLY wanted to watch. woosh, it was EXCITING but i just couldnt keep myself awake. so i was like, heck lah, tomorrow then rewatch Part two. and then, i was off to dreamland. terrible right?

Like snoozing in the middle of an exciting scene. SHHHHHHHHEEEEEEESSSSH. my brother was disappointed with me. :$ hell, i was disappointed with myself. yesterday ah, i was watching gods must be crazy ( which was a hell of a comedy) and guess what? 2pm came and i fell asleep. in the middle of the show. and hell, it WASNT EVEN boring. but oh, i prefer the sequel. but oh, its a fantastic show anyway. haha. i just lvoe that bushman actor. soooooo cute ;) his face is so well, lovable. N!xau i think, hes real name. ah, pity he died this july. TB i think. oh yah, his name is not nee-sau its " clucking sound" + xau. bushmen language.

You know, sometimes i wish i were a bushwoman, life'd be much nicer then....no hate, no anger, no conflicts, no jealousy, nothing. no fights, no war, just peace, acceptance love and all things sweet. oooh....and NO SCHOOL. :D it'd be nice....i guess. ah well, maybe life is just PORTRAYED to be all sweet and stuff.. maybe in actual fact they are leading a sucky life too, just like me, just like you. just like all of us. ah, lets not delve into that.

So anyway, besides falling asleep during the show, i also CLEARED my room. surprise surprise. and its all nice and neat now. ok. i HATE. i just simply HATE cleaning, clearing and all things C. i mean no lah, not ALL things. hell, i am Cheryl. see, C! ok ok, LAME.but the result is wonderful. u get an AWESOME room. win back half a rooms worth of space and yeah, u get so proud and happy. oh but u also get three huge bags full of junk accumulated since....wad was that PRIMARY THREE? anythigng before that was thrown away when i shifted here.

oh well, i wanna chat with vick now, so i shall stop blogging...right....NOW. bye bye:D

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Thursday was the last day of third lang. the very last day. next year i'll have a new class, new teacher, new classmates. i wanted to blog about it on thurs itself but i didnt have the chance too. i was much too depressed anyway. its like leaving behind primary school. yeah, that serious. as in, i may not even see tan sensei after thursday and i really like tan sensei. he is a marvellous teacher. argh. getting all sad and depressed again. i don't blog much about leaving and stuff. so i dun really know what to say. especially since there are soooooo many mixed feelings and stuff. but the sense of longing and sadness is probably the most dominant feeling. i will miss everything. everything about J1L. i miss it already.

8 months. it has been 8 months since i started taking Jap. yeah, i still remember my first thoughts about taking jap. like many others, i thought it sucked. as in, most japanese speak very crudely and stuff. but my dad seemed so bent on making me take jap. though he said that it was, in the end, my choice, he seemed really keen on me taking jap. so one whole night was spent, telling me about the advantages of jap, blah blah. i didnt want to disappoint him, so i agreed though i still had a sense of dread in me. i wanted to take french. cos its like all fancy and stuff. and i like european languages. they seem to have this charm to them. and because french is a language we seldom hear, it held this " exoticness" to it, had this alluring charm. i thought it'd be nice to know a language few others know. so i really wanted to learn french.

But i went ahead with jap. And well, even when i started going to the moelc. i still felt a little , eeny weeny bit of longing. i still wanted to learn french. and i still held this eeny weeny bit of dreading. i didnt totally like the language yet. so i had to keep convincing myself that i had made the right choice. i kept thinking about the birght side of learning jap. the advantages over french. and i kept telling myself, i was right. jap is better. i still dunno whether all that i told myselves were lies. i still don't know which language is "better" but now, it doesnt matter much. Telling myself numerous times that jap was better did help. at certain points i was happy. and there was a point when i even went to the french dept. of the moelc website to listen to the audio clips. then i heard the alphabet clips, woah, that was one time when i truly thought. " yuck, french isn;t that nice and stuff after all". they pronounced the alphabets in what was to me, even a vulgar way. i didn't like it AT ALL. that was one time when i was really proud of ppicking jap. but that pride didnt last long and deep inside, i knew that out of the two languages, i still prfered french.

Then i took my very first common test. and to my utter surprise, i scored a 100%. for my first test. and it was a subject i wasnt THAT interested in. i had only taken jap to please my dad. to make him happy. that was it. of course, there were the additional benefits in taking up ANY third lang. the pride of knowing a new lang and the prospect of having a nice little recognised cert in my resume were just two other reasons why i took jap. that was it. i wasnt there because i had a passion. i wasnt taking it because i loved the language. and how can good results be achieved when no motivation existed? i had no passion, and motivation is borne out of passion. so how could i do so well? i shocked myself. honestly. i truly didnt expect it. i went for the test, i wanted to complete the test and of course i studided, as for other tests, but not to get good marks, not because i was interested in mastering completely the tricky technicalities and "oddities" even, of the language. i was there merely to pass it. so that my marks were good enough to ensure that acknowledgement that i had completed four years of study. but anyway, my small victory played a huge part in making me more interested in the language.

I slowly grew to love it. more and more. every week, every day, this fondness just grew. i loved it. My results helped encourage my love for it. ( yeah, i am a little embarrassed about that fact ) I found that it wasnt at all, the vulgar language i pictured it to be. it was far from that. true, it could be spoken badly, but it could also sound pleasant and beautiful, musical even. i loved the culture too. grew fond of the expressiveness in the way jap spoke, the little ups and downs in their speech and their respect for practically everything. the old, especially. ( hell, they even have an "honorific" form in their speech.)and they have different forms of nouns, verbs and whatnot for varying degrees of respect.

So that was how i grew to love it. i still like french but i'll only take it up when i am older, for leisure. along with other languages if i have the time and money. languages like italian? spanish? hell, i LOVE languages. i am a language person :D and so, it is because i love the language so much that i dread the end of lessons. well not the end, its a break of merely two months. i guess this sadness is because of the people as much as the language itself. i am going to have a break. no chance of having jap lessons. argh. but sadder still, i won't get to see my class anymore. even after two months. i'll have to leave the best class ( in my opinion) because it is the most spacious, birghtest, airiest classroom and it has the nicestview, having almost full length windows on two sides of the room. AND i'll have to leave the BESTEST jap teacher ever. i'll miss him. ALOT. hes the best teacher in sec one, and the best jap teacher.

argh. i am sooo sooo soo soo sad. that day i was sitting in class and he was in one of his bad moods the " danger mode", ready to yell and all but i really didnt mind. on other days i would be grumbling and sulking the whole day, but that day, i just sat through it, even mildly amused, though there WAS the fear of getting caught for any minor mistake in grammer or whatever. and i know, i'll miss the way he gets all bad mooded and stuff. miss the way he gets so irritated when we cant get things right. ahhh. so sad. phooey. oh, by the way, he cheered up at the end of the lesson. tan sensei calms down pretty easily. oh, and he isnt THAT zhong4 nan2 qing1 nv3 anymore....:D

argh. i think the teachers should just quit tryig to come up with "enriching", " sportsmanship-building" and ahem "fun" activites for us. as in post exam activites. argh. they are just PLAIN stupid. ah....actually not lah.

the only two activities i am pissed about is the bleeding chinese camp they made us sit go for AND that AWFUL captain ball matches.first lemme talk about the chinese camp. damnation. it totally. totally. sucked. first there was this biao yan thing. they taught as how to act. and that was boooooooooring AND useless. Well, actually, i have to admit, the games WERE to be fun. they should have been.

but as usual, the stinking 1C boys ruined it. surprise surprise. so what was meant to be nice was made literally unbearable with the presence of those ****ed up boys. oh shit. i hate them. hate them. i mean GEEZ!!!! they were like acting all screwy and stuff and they made the teacher so pissed off. as in, she came in happy and smiling in stuff, enjoying everything. even AMUSED by the boy's ~WEIRD~ behaviour. but the boys, were far too much that day. so she got really angry. and then she became all cold and harsh and naturally, with some sarcastic, pissed off teacher alternating between scolding you and simply looking at you like you were a piece of cow dung or well, just simply, LOWER than her is NOT FUN. so the whole activity got screwed up. she was like Miss. caustic asha gill + an arrogant kan4 bu4 qi2 ni3 attitude. and why? bcos of those nimcompoopy boys, thats why. argh. those suckers. grr.

then we had some yu2 yan2 ban1 thingy. that was...that was....fun. :D cos basically, it didnt involve us grouping with those fishfaced boys. we did breathing exercises. *same as in EDS* ok, so it sounds DAMN BORING. but bcos we did it together, as a group of friends, it was nice lah. then the teacher could handle any brainless remark the boy's passed very well, so whatever they said simply turned into a silly joke u either laughed at or simply ignored. so their idiocy was pretty much ignored.

then we did tongue twisters. chinese tongue twister = hell. i mean, just looking at the simple four or five short lines would make anyone think that it was a simple, silly exercise. yeah, simple indeed. deceptively simple. i tried one out. i stank at it. shoots. you try it if you want. its no joke. me and marg were simply struggling with every one of the three tongue twisters when the teacher told us to practise individually. but the worse thing was, when the teacher told us to read as a class, we found 30+ pupils out of a class of 36 shooting off as if they were merely asked to do a little self intro. man, they were like bdfjvgfgbdfkjbjk, so quickly and me and marg stumbled and fumbled and um....bumbled? oh whatever, you get the point. so after that my self - esteem just crumbled. hell, i felt like i was the suckiest, uselessest person on earth, ah, then i comforted myself by telling myself that i could do ENGLISH tongue twisters. muahahaha.

then next we did tang shi. argh. boring. oh come on, tang shi? what did you expect anyway?

then, we had this yin1 yue4 jiang3 zuo4. boy, that was real fun. i LOOOOOVEEEEDD the speaker. he was awfully nice and friendly. and really funny too. well, he AND his english. he kept pronouncing mariah carey as maria carrot. and it was informative and really interesting too. and well, there was gooood music. :D man, that really perked me up. his chinese though, in stark contrast to his english is fantastic. and he had this really nice accent. not that fuddy duddy, thick beijing accent. it was pleasanter and lighted. ooh, and i was quite surprised to know that he actually arranged the music for xiao3 hai2 bu4 ben4. he jokes mainly revolved around the chinese singer ah do though. ah well, i couldnt really be bothered. i have no interest WHATSOEVER in chinese songs, singers and what not. sheesh, maybe thats why my friends keep saying i very ang moh pai.

Then the captain ball matches. what can i say? as in MOST matches, it was the usual display of pride and arrogance. ooh, and this match had a hell load of sore losers. i mean REAAAAAAAAALLY sore. and i shant mention any names down here, lest i want my head to roll. and there was this PaRTICULAR class. particularly idiotic.too. which was sooo bent on winning. their behaviour was disgusting. they stooped soooo low to win. sheesh. and they played so roughly. hell, i hate the class anyway, i mean THAT class...is FULL of chatty bitches. grrr. the thought of their freaking idiocy makes me mad, so i shant dawdle too much about them. then there were a whole bloody group of "kayu referees" which almost EVERY class complained about. both losing and winning sides. so, i guess they're really ~idiiiiioootic~ * is reminded suddenly of LOUIS* man, he was HORRIGIBLE lor... but on a lighter note, there WERE displays of gallancy ( is that the noun for gallant? ah heck) and niceness. oh wait....the only classes which displayed such marvellous behaviour were very very " close" class. argh. so well. the match sucked lah.

The school should have left us alone. ALONE. i mean what is the point of having a match when u get a stinking group of people competing against each other. i mean BAD losers? idiotic, BIG HEADED winners? whats the point. does it encourage friendship amongst the classes? uh...no. no. it does not. in fact, class X made a new enemy with class Z when they lost. and class V was critising class P after they lost too. when all the while, we were living together in perfect peace. bah. what a freaking match. shucks.

On the other hand, our class had a much nicer time playing SPLAT! (aww....what a marvellous game. and hell, i brought in the craze... * proud smile* ) and animal farm. diane's idea. both were AWFULLY fun. and everyone became better friends. and we had such fun together. as a class. well a class MINUS the boys. i think we have all given up trying to get the girls and boys to mix ( actually, thats one reason why i SOMETIMES wanna be a geper. )it was the first time our class really had so much fun, spent so much time in one anothers company. it was great. ah well....long blog. time to end. sayonara.

ok, so i havent blogged in a loong looooooooooong while. but hey, whats the deal? I was tired, ok? Argh, stop dropping by and saying " STAAAAAAAAAAAGNANT" or WHATEVER. i KNOW its STAGNANT. Ah, who knows, maybe i am purposely LEAVING it stagnant just to IRRITATE you. WHo knows....MUAHAHAHAHAHAH. Nah, i ain't that mean. Its just that i DOn'T feel like blogging lah. dunno why. dun like blogs, diaries, journals and whatnot i guess. besides, not EVERYTHING i experience do or think is bloggable. ah well.... but i KNOW its stagnant. you don't have to tell me, ne? ;)

So anyway, heres wad happened during my long break from blogging, yah?
1) EDS, EDS, and more EDS
2) Exam results. bleugh.
3) Checking of exam scripts. DOUBLE BLEUGH.
4) Um....Some nomination thingy
5) Funfair planning. :D
6) Cball match
7) and yeah, basically, thats it.

Eugene (apparently) hasnt told yixiu...TELL HER! SOMEONE. but i can't. i can do weird things, things THEY don't DARE to. but i can't. i hate things like these. hate confrontations, hate telling people things bad. hate it. but someone, anyone, TELL HER. please.

shucks. i take quizes upon quizes to know myself. to understand. but they just tell me the same thing. shucks. cold, distant, mysterious, with lotsa feelings but i seldom show it. shucks. and i know i am hard to understand.sheesh.

Wind


The Force of Nature Quiz
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hello!!!
Wheeeeeeeeeeeee~ ( as quoth from vicky)
I've got a NEW blog design. muahahhahahaha.
well, the tagboard sucks. the colour i mean, but oh well...:D

The exams are over. <- What a bloody cliche. Its the cliche of all cliches, the hackneyed of the hackneyed. How many times have I heard that? I don't know, but heck, who cares. Anyway, its over and i am happy. *duh* Today we had our art exam. I designed a WATCH!!! A WATCH!!! And it featured this fierce ( it IS fierce peiqi, not CUTE!!!!) well, fierce but i thought i looked a LEEETLE bit sleepy. BUT.STILL. F I E R C E. shucks. i am so insulted. everyone didnt think it was fierce. humph. *pouts*

Actually the exam consisted of three parts. ( for the benefit of non-dunmanian sec ones....) We were told to PRETEND we were designing a watch for um....STB(Singapore Tourism BOard, for the benefit of complete knuckleheads)....yeah, and we were supposed to complete the final design today. Which i did, ( and it looked so darn expensive....free gift...my watch...maybe not....) For the first part of the exam, we had to enlarge an "interesting, EXCITING picture" by this "grid" method thingy. and then we had to colour in the picture with oil pastels. ( this is no mean feat, considering the oil pastels are like the jumbo stick ones and the bloody picture had so many itsy bitsy details ) And it had to look really really...um....real. texture.tones.shade and all. ( is sick of these words) The second part was extraction. we had to "extract" little exciting bits from our picture but we could change the medium used, the colours and little details. we could make it abstract or totally simplify it. that was the boringest, in my opinion. hated it. yucks. extraction = not for me. Then the last part, today. THREE HOUR PAPER. -_- sheesh.

So anyway, my first picture turned out nice, according to um...people. Hell, it WAS nice. but i only scored a bloody SIXTY NINE. Man! I was so darn disappointed. After spending like 5 over hours on it, u'd expect something around 75.... and after all the comments (good) that i got, i really thought it was nice. At first i was like, uh, i made it, of course it looks nice to me, it probably doesn't to others. BUt later on in school, so many people were like squealing, ooh cheryl, so nice. so i thought it WAS nice. hell, how would i have known that MISS TANG didn't think so. so yeah, i WAS disappointed. VERY. Especially since some less deserving pieces got higher. shit. -_- even my critic brother was so totally in love with my picture. shucks. shucks.shucks.shucks. its not fair. its not FAAAAAAAIIIIRRRRR. *bawls*. HOw did Miss Tang mark the pieces, i deserved more. i WANT more. THEY don't. they did last min work and it turned out horrible ( ok, go on, think i am a bitch, whatever ) but i really did give everything. i really did. And it WAS a nice piece. Maybe not a 80+ piece but it deserved a 72 at least. THEY didnt put in effort. THEY rushed through it. SHit. and for that slip shod piece they get a 71. -_- argh. sometimes, life DOES suck. hell, u can be the "optimisticest" person on earth, but sometimes, the world just rots and u just get rammed down. i have no idea what that meant.

Then my extraction. Didn't expect much lah. My work was horrible. bad marks = accepted willingly. If she had given me a seventy, then it'd be confirmed that she is a horrible teacher.

Then my art exam, my final piece. It was a terrible exam. THREE HOURS. THREE WHOLE HOURS. THREE HOURS. 180 MINUTES. to finish what could have been completed in at most, say, one hour? two plus maybe? So I did things extra slowly today so that i would not be doing nothing for two hours. I did things slowly. FORCING myself to finish in at least 2 hours. So i slowly unzipped my ziploc bag with the colouring materials and then i slowly, very, very, slowly completed the outline of the watch face than erased the whole thing again when i thought the line was A BIT crooked. Then i shaded. That, i did at a normal pace, but it was a slow process anyway and i thought if i had gone slower than usual i'd have taken half an hour.

Then Mr. LOw came. Ah, I respect that guy. He is a MARVELLOUS art teacher. He came over and said "nice, good work". MAN! I WAS EXHILARATED. THRILLED. ABSOLUTELY HAPPY and i decided there and then that i was going to nicely sit through the exam and do things to perfection. i was going to meticulously shade every detail. Make sure the lines are not a teeny bit short of straight. I was going to do it so nicely that i could make up for my ugly marks for my previous pieces. It was quite a miraculous change, since i convinced myself that since i already did SO horribly for my first two parts, i might as well "anyhow whack" for this piece. i told anyone who'd listen that i couldn't be bothered, but when he praised me, i did. I went through every detail. Slowly still-the time was crawling. And i really gave i t my best shot. * or was it?*

The end product was fine. i liked the watch face. ( geez, i sound totally egoistic ) but i didn't like the strap. I just used it because people saw my exploratory designs and thought it was the best watch strap.* I couldn't think of anything better anyway, so heck* and i came up with this really nice blue shade. its really pretty :D I love blue. So anyway, i finally complete my piece. towards the end, i didn't really bother about wasting time. cos things got to slow for me. So i finished with one hour left to spare. I actually dilly-dallied for TWO HOURS! So i read the newspaper i had used to spread on my table. shucks. it was few weeks old newspaper. shucks. stupid colin, i asked if i could bring a book and that bonehead said no. FISH FACE!!!! :P ( its supposed to be insulting, whatever fishface means....)

Then, the exam ended. Teacher collected the pieces. and well, that was that. ( sheesh, wad a silly abrupt ending)

Cor blimey, I taste like Tea. I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You?

What crap. polite. quiet.gentle? NOT..unnoticed? double not. Will never remain unnnoticed with vick and anyway, i've got FRIENDs. urgh. bad quiz....nasty stain..muahahaha.....that bit is true

I want to know who i am. i want to understand myself. but i just cant.
Keep seeking the understanding. I keep wanting to know why i have certain feelings.
Keep wanting to know.
Straining to find out.
Pushing. Urgently.
Pressing-towards self-understanding.
Pleading for the understanding of OTHER people. so they can tell me what i want to know.
What i NEED to know.
Don't know so much about the way i feel.
I can't understand.
Why?
I can comprehend profound passages. Can understand a problem sum. Thoroughly learnt the meaning of over a thousand words in three languages.
But Why can't i just find my true self? and UNDERSTAND it?
I cannot.
Keep trying, keep thinking, keep wondering, pondering.
But it won't go away, this empty lack of what i need. Won't. Can't.
But i has to.
But it is something so simple.
It is in me, it IS me. Why can't i grasp the true meaning of everything about me?
WHY?
Searching for answers, desparate.
I need to know.
Keep thinking "no one understands me"
But i don't too.
Who am i?
What sort of a person am i?
I pick mystery for a word that describes me.
Indeed, i am one.
A mystery.
To others.
To myself.

Solitude


What Kanji word best suits you?
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Ur more suttle in ur hair style. U might like to be
curly or have hair with volume.


Witch Hair style would you have.
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uh.....riiiiiiiight.......

You are Form 9, Vampire: The Undying.

"And The Vampire was all that remained on
the blood drowned creation. She attempted to
regrow life from the dead. But as she was
about to give the breath of life, she was
consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the
cycle began again."

Some examples of the Vampire Form are Hades (Greek)
and Isis (Egyptian).
The Vampire is associated with the concept of
death, the number 9, and the element of fire.
Her sign is the eclipsed moon.

As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic
individual. You may be a little idealistic,
but you are very grounded and down to earth.
You realize that not everything lasts, but you
savor every minute of the good times. While
you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you
have strong ties with people that will never be
broken. Vampires are the best friends to have
because they are sensible.


Which Mythological Form Are You?
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decided not to post my results on the other site :D vampire....morbid