Muster.Your.Courage

Friday, August 27, 2004

Friday, August 27, 2004

*In an annoyed mood* Just now when I was waiting for my lift, there was a slight breeze and my shirt lifted a little. Just then, this oily, charcoal faced construction worker worked past and started at me. I looked away and just simply ignored him. I thought he had walked away. Then there was another breeze and my skirt lifted alittle again.. (its the usual) and when I turned around, he was still standing there... and yes, he was still staring at me. I was like.. "what is your freaking problem?" I glared at him and apparently he didnt get the hint. I was going to open my mouth to scold him but the lift came.. So I just walked right in without even bothering. I mean.. these China workers are like deprived of sex or something.. looking at girls like that.. If they need to oogle at girls, go to Geylang and rent one or something. Simply irritated and annoyed to the core. I tell you, if I ever happen to see him again, I have the right mind to just scream and pull his head out .. stab his eyeballs and suck his brains out. Hmph.

It's all about Me.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

I guess today is just another annoying day..

I woke up in the morning feeling as if I had been ran over by a bulldozer... or as if I was experiencing a super duper hang over. Baaad. My head hurt like shit and my body ached from PE yesterday. My dad glanced at me and even commented on it. This is how conversation (or the lack thereof):

Me: (Drags self into the kitchen)
Dad: (Reading newspaper and glanced at me) Why you look so dead? Are you sick or something?
Me: (stops and glares at him)
Dad: (Proceeds to put his backhand to touch my forehead, then to his forehead in an tempt to guage if I had a fever. This action repeats several times) Er.. Nothing wrong wat. No fever..
Me: (continues to glare at him)
Dad: Is something borthering you?
Me: (continues to glare at him)
Dad: ....
Me: ....
Dad: ....
Me: Can we goo nooow? I still need to get too schooool...

Rights..

We had to arrange the tables for Prelims today and I just happened to have to sit in front (RIGHT In FRONT) of the whiteboard. While Chucky was pacing up and down in front of me and doing her "Oh-this-test-is-just-so-easy-and-the-reason-why-you-all-did-so-badly-was-because-you-all-are-just-dumb" thing, I was busy trying to keep myself awake by repeatly blinking my eyes. Hey..who knows? It actually worked! Managed to keep myself awake but my eye lids hurt so much later..

Got back my mock sc (bio/phy) practical test during lessons and boy oh boy.. if I were to produce the very same results in the actual exam, I dont even have to dream about entering into ITE. I am not going to publish my results but just by judging by that very statement, I am sure you can roughly guage how much I got.

Tmr's my English Prelim... woooo.. A wee bit nervous about it. I am not expecting an easy paper so I am mentally prepared to fail. You know, I think I fail way to much tests and exams to feel disappointment anymore. Hmm..

It's all about Me.

Sunday, August 22, 2004

*Ponders* It's been quite some time since I've last blogged. Nothing much has happened lately, since prelims are just around the corner. To be exact, my English paper is this coming thursday. Woot.

Been turning up for After-school studying quite regularly. I find it strange why they have to call it 'after-school study' when it clearly takes place in the evenings. Hahas. Have been quite productive so far but it would have been better if I wasnt so easily distracted. You dont have to be beside me to take my concentration away. My mind tends to wander "above", you see. Hahas. Its okay if you don't get it. Ooh. I've also realised that Jia Bao lives very near me. There was one evening after studying, I was at my destined bus-stop waiting for my bus... then I realised that Jia Bao was also waiting for her bus. She asked me which bus I was going to take and coincidently, we were waiting for the same bus. So kewl. Which means that from now on, I dont have to fight the sleeping fairy during the bus rides anymore... I've got someone to do it with me. Hahas. Sorry if that doesnt sound funny.

*Jumps for joy* Yeeahh.. My manga just finished downloading.. just go and have my dessert now.

It's all about Me.

Friday, August 06, 2004

Wednesday
Had the very last meeting for Arts Alive! today. Elected the new committee members and gave a small, unplanned, unprepared farewell speech to the members. I felt so sad while I was giving the speech that I wanted to cry but managed controlled myself.
I still remember the times when we had to stand back after the CCA for meetings in the whitewashed walls of the AEP studio where we planned and organised for all the upcoming events. Still remember all the nights spent in front of the computer, on MSN dicussing with Tsu and Chere on agendas and other related things. And on occasions, I would call either one of them in the middle of the night to do something for me. (eg. Called chere to print somethings out) *sniffs at memories* Aaahh.. but all good things must come to an end. And even up til today, I have never regretted joining Arts Alive! or I wouldnt have known all the fatabulous people who have affected me and shaped me who I am today.

Friday
My legs feel sore.
My eyes are tired.
My stomach's growling.
My head's throbbing constantly.
But I am happy.

Even after eating 1 1/2 of hotdog buns, I still have hunger pangs. "What happened to the remainding 1/2 of the bun?" you ask. Wells, my mom added mustard sauce on it and I dont exactly like the taste of mustard so I gave it to her. Heee.. And she's so nice... mom's cooking a packet of tung hoon for me. ! Looove my mom!

Today was the National Day's celebration in school. The mass was sloooow especially during the priest's sermon. He started talking about the rise of divorce rates in Singapore and how it will affect the society. I mean, how is that relevant to us in the first place? We are STUDENTS not married women. *Sheeesh So I switched off right after he mentioned the divorce rate thing.. which is pretty much the whole of his sermon.

Chucky was being an idiot in class again today. Even after Ms Teo announced over the PA system that we are allowed to go off at 10am instead of the pre-set time at 10.30am, Chucky made us all stay back til the latter time. Stupid asshol*. She also decided to give us a surprise quiz but I wasnt selected to go up to the board to do the questions. *Phew. Breathes in sigh of relief* If I were to get called upon, I am guaranteened a fierce scolding from her because I havn't even started geography revision yet!

Eventually got let off at 10.30am (surprise of all surprises! She actually let us go and 10.30am sharp somemore...!) and went to town with "the SPY (Super Pocky Yandaos) gang" from 10.30am til about 4plus. I cant exactly remember where that hideous name *Super Pocky Yandaos* came about but I can recall vaguely that it was thought up by Bern. Hahahs.. Took some neoprints over at Far East and oh boy..I realised a trend that keeps repeating. What's with having neoprint machines at all the shopping complexs? There's like one in Far East, a few at Annez and gosh knows where else. You know, it irritates the hell out of me when I cannot even walk a certain distance without having mobs of people pushing against me. And I abhor crowds...

It's all about Me.

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

If you have been hanging out with me for quite some time, you would know by now (due to my never-ending whinings) that I hate English lessons conducted by ''the bird''. I somehow feel pressurized and stressed when it comes to her lessons. Just today, we started training for our upcoming orals and I, for one, find it quite hard to speak in front of the class. No, I have not been called up by her to do any passage readings but I am 100% sure that she will call me up tmr or the next day for picture description and conversation. I was lucky enough the last time round not to be called up when she did picture description but I was not able to escape the conversation question. If I can recall clearly, it was a question on "school rules and what are your opinions on students dying their hair during their school term." I was stunned when I heard the question and my mouth went dry. Since I did not know how to answer that question, I randomly said watever that came into my head and made a fool out of myself. Man, that was a freaking scary experience.

I feel it really strange at how I am able to voice out my thoughts conherently during an oral exam but I really find it diffcuilt to do the same thing during lessons. It is as if I am afraid to stand up and even try, knowing that failure will hit me right in the face. My palms gets all clummy and cold, my legs suddenly feel like jelly, my mouth dries up and my brain immediately switches to panic mode. Heys...all these really do happen to me when she calls me up for oral questioning in class. You might think I am bullshi**ing here but I am not!

Boy oh boy..
There's English period tmr.

It's all about Me.

Sunday, August 01, 2004

Hello
by Evanescence

Playground school bell rings again
Rainclouds come to play again
Has no one told you she's not breathing
Hello
I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello
If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello
I'm the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello
I'm still here, all that's left of yesterday

It's all about Me.