Maybe... Maybe too much

I guess there comes a point in time when we would eventually forget the ones we used to hang out with, and I realized it today- too late. Maybe I shouldn’t have organized such stuff if I knew that things would eventually turn out in this way. Maybe I should stay out of this and let things crumble. Maybe I shouldn’t. maybe I should embrace stuff as it comes. Maybe I should look at stuff from an optimistic point. Maybe I shouldn’t think too much.

Synopsis of my life

Here’s the lengthy lengthy post I would probably do once in a while, when I realize that I’m stuck doing that unsolvable Physics TYS question, or when everyone refuses to give me a break. Here’s my synopsis of the week ahead for me. Monday: Normal, lengthy day. I am supposed to hand in my PW EoM conscientiously today, but nope, I haven’t even looked at the material I’m supposed to evaluate. If Suguna hears this she’s probably going to scream into my ear and refuse to talk to me for days. I’ll be having my Physics A Level Practical the next day, so I better sleep early. Tuesday: Yuck… Physics Practical. I messed up my Chemistry practical, so I better do better for Physics. Significant numbers… Graph… Anomalous results… ZzZzZz… Oh, and before I fall asleep, I need to finish organizing the presents for my teachers! Wednesday: Ah, it’s a holiday, at last! Still, I ain’t going to miss out on returning to school and meeting my ‘long-lost’ friends. Don’t forget the netball, ACJC! Thursday: Yay! Sleep-in! Well, I still have to mug, no doubt, but not forgetting to chill out! Friday: Like everyone’s saying, thanks God it’s Friday! God, it still seems like a long day to me, because I’ve got just half an hour of break time from 8 am to 12.30 pm. AND I still have an extra hour of Chemistry tutorial at 1 pm, before rushing off like mad for my CCA, and we have to do this extremely gross skit for public viewing. How I wish I was in Interact Club, where I would get to visit charity homes everytime I have CCA. That would be meaningful. But I’m still the first-aider at heart so, I prefer the medical stuff to the psychological stuff, although I’m aiming for a degree in Psychology in University.

Guess I'm still the sweet and juicy Cherry

My sister just had to make a bitch out of herself. She disagrees with whatever I say, do stuff to make me look inferior and try all sorts of means to get me into s***. I guess everyone does become a bitch at this time of their lives, but hello, can’t she just take it out on someone else? Why pick on me? When you pit a bitch against another bitch, you’ll only get endless trouble.
Thanks to Mr. Liao for calling me ‘such a sweet girl’ when I greeted him yesterday, along with Mr. Ng. I guess, after all, the scolding he’s given did release some steam from him, and he’s in turn became nicer to the other students.

Happy Teachers' Day

This Teachers’ Day, I have a mission to accomplish: to thank all the teachers (if possible) who have taught me over the years, from pre-school to my present college teachers. It’s been something I’ve been wanting to do all these years, because I’ve come to a realisation that the teachers who have taught me over the years were, more or less, my guardians who have paved the way for me to lead me to where I am today, so it’s rightful to say a thanks to them even though they might have forgotten that they had a student like me. Too all my teachers, Happy Teachers’ Day in advance and happy teaching!

When will my time come?

I was celebrating over the past few weeks the apparent fact that I was going to get my new phone today, but alas, was I wrong. Well, half my dream came true when I was browsing the various phone models and contemplating arguments in my head over which phone to get. But the truth hit me: I still had 11 days more until I could next change my phone. Yuck. My Mum was luckier; she’s got a spanking new 6101(*guffaws*) and she’s all grins. Whatever. My time will come.

Get out of my life

If there’s anything that can piss me off doubly, it would be the stinky attitude of a person. Here, I’m trying to console myself, trying to evade the fact that someone can change so drastically within a few months. Guess I didn’t know you that well to judge you then, because I know it now. I know the person behind the innocent mask. I know the hypocrisy behind all the consolation. I know you even more than before, purely because I despise you.

It’s so scary to know that people around me keep showing the ugly truth beneath their mask. I seem to be living in a world of hypocrisy and pretense where everyone’s too insecure about their real self. I don’t get it. One moment you’re a friend, the next you’re stabbing me in the dark. One moment you act like you’re the sweetest and most innocent soul on Earth and the next you behave like you’ve just picked up a thing or two from the devil himself. I’m utterly disgusted and disappointed to know such people like my very best friends, but thank God I realized it early and redefine the meaning of ‘friend’. Now, I have genuine friends with a genuine purpose of sharing a friendship with me, not some funny kuku(like what Siti said) who enters my life for the pure intention of wreaking havoc. I’ll be more than welcomed to show you the door.

Shortchanging yourself is the greatest mistake of all

What was the most expensive thing you’ve ever possessed in your life up till this moment? A lap top? An iPod? A BMW 7 series? That limited edition Risis pendant? Mine would be the results I reap with my own effort, my own input. Not ill-gotten gains, not short-changing oneself, not coercing myself to surface the ugly side of human nature, and definitely not cheating. We’ve got to face up to the harsh reality in life that, hey, we’re our own worst enemy. Why cheat, when you can fail with dignity, with pride, and with recognition that you’ve done your best. In the end, the only one laughing at your folly would be yourself. Go get some water and wake yourself up.

Take a breather... and go again

PLEASE. LET. ME. TAKE. A. BREATHER. BEFORE. I. TALK.

Finally finished my Common Test today. After many many weeks of bitter battling with the CT monster (it’s no longer the GP monster), I’m done. Someone get the confetti out.

Things to do within 1 month:
--> Get a new phone. I’m real sorry but as hard as I find it hard to part with my present phone, it does have problem keeping up with my pace of life.
--> Save another $100. Then with the rest of my liquid cash, I can go shopping! I need a multi-purpose shoulder bag, a good pair of slips, a new fragrance ( yuck that b**** is using the same perfume as me), an iPod (*hints to Mum), as well my birthday present.
--> Get the RedSpot Chemistry TYS. Look, I know it’s quite a spoiler to mention it, but hey, I’m just being pragmatic.
--> Work hard with the DTFC team. Go, sisters!!!

This is what exams can cause... day dreaming

I’m running my vehicle in laps, the engine burning fuel at maximum capacity. No matter how hard I jam my foot on the accelerator, it’s no use; I’ve reached my maximum speed. Taking a quick glance at my side-view mirror, I see probably a good dozen closing in, hot at my heels. This had probably gone on for forever, and my eyes are starting to droop. The Mitsubishi had overtaken me a couple of seconds ago, and has disappeared from sight. Great. The engine is moaning for me to stop jamming the accelerator, and I could sense the vehicle heating up. But I couldn’t stop nor could I give up; I’m trapped in a vicious cycle (reader: cliché…*yawns*) of competition. It’s either I try or I die trying.

10/8/05 - WE'RE OFFICIAL

Great. My beloved grandma had to mistaken me for a salesperson and locked me out of the house for a couple of minutes, adding to my misery after today’s Math paper. Hello?! The teacher was a hell of a person. He didn’t bother to inform us about the time left, and he left me dumbfounded when he announced that I’ve got 7 minutes left, when I’ve got 2 more questions to go. Hello?! OMG I really hope I don’t flunk the paper, because I need to clear Math as one of my two A subjects.

Hey and for the awesome news: WE ARE OFFICIAL!!! Yes, to Melody, Esther, Phoebe, Serene, Shirley, Lynn, Huitian and Grace, I love you all! Let’s strive to make the best out of our union!

Happy B-dae, Nation

I'm using a special color for a special reason, because it's Singapore's 40th birthday today. The bad thing for me's that I can't get myself in the mood to let loose and celebrate, because my common test starts immediately after the National Day holiday. Such a dampener. On the other hand, I'm feel pretty gratified because I get to study for the entire day (if I can get myself to colaese with my notes) without lessons what-so-ever. So it's a blessing in disguise after all.

Wishes for the nation:
- Continue growing by 4% every 6 months, and in a decade's time, Singapore would probably be riding on the high waves.
- Cut some stuff!!! Taxes (if it's MY income tax), education (save myself from future mugging), ...
- Build on the potential, not on the kiasu-ism. I'm sure we know what I'm driving at.

Whatever whatever, just Happy Birthday!

Let me be the one at fault

Was I at fault? I mean, all I did was out of goodwill and what did I get in return? “F lor…” Great, so I rearranged everything, made sure no one’s going to return late, and all I get is vulgarities? First, I’m disappointed with the one who returned my good will with FUCK. Second, I’m disappointed with those who are disappointed with me. Like I said, go ahead, be disappointed. I’d rather not turn up and have you people getting upset with me than showing up in a bad mood. I’d rather people push the blame to me than to spoil the friendship. I’d rather people point at me and accuse me of forgoing my friends than having them point at my friends and accuse them. I’ll pick friendship over anger, and I’m doing that by not turning up. We all need to cool down, it’s nobody’s fault.

Malau... Sweet as pie

Did some blog-hopping and I chanced upon a blog of someone familiar. Well, for one thing, I CANNOT stand the bombastic words used in the entries. Just a note to Ms.Bombastic: Pls don't try to be a loser by flipping thru' a dictionary while blogging, because it doesn't work this way.
Hoping to share Malau with everyone here. Malau (monkey in Cantonese) is Dave's new pet. He's absolutely adorable and sweet, and it was so kind of Dave to take him in. God bless you. Now Lucky has a new companion.

Shortlived happiness

My group had to do this presentation for GP today to discuss if modern technology has made our life more stressful or more leisurely and relaxed. It was the 3 of us versus the entire class, and they kept posing daunting questions. I almost nerve-wrecked, but I was, fortunately, schizophrenic when it came to such stuff, so I was able to fend for myself. I swear I could have pulled my hair out just trying to think up an answer for those queries.

Amanda was talking to me during one of rare breaks I had today, and she said that she told Yi Hao that everyone is starting to look like zombies from all that studying, rushing of tutorials, indigestion (from gobbling food between lessons), late nights, extra lessons and monster PE.

Thanks for seeking redress for us by telling someone who has nothing to do except play squash, attend 4 hours of lessons a day and has even longer vacation periods than us.

And ya, sorry Mel. Lucky for you, your semester's ending soon. For me, my days of enjoyment are probably ending too...