Mood: Happy/Hot
Currently Listening to: Maybe, Possibly - Megan and Liz
I got a sunburn today while tanning with my dearest friend, Rui Shan. I totally regret not going in my B but anyways, I'll probably go again on Monday. Please rain tomorrow so it won't rain on Monday. I am such a meanie. Hurray i'm getting my Graduation Night stuff tomorrow with Mum. *beams* In any case, I've painted my nails!!!!!!
xoxo.
Shoutout: MY VOICE! IT'S AN OCTAVE LOWER. I H8 IT.
Currently Listening to: The Falala Song - Jack and Rai
(Yen Shan and Rui Shan with their handmade Pandas)
(Me in the Vikings headband)
(This guy's called Jervis. And I think he's cute but I totally spoilt the picture.)
(He's Mattew and he's a half-Korean. Not as gorge as J though, but anyways, he reminds me of Min Ho, but i'm not interested in LMH)
Okay, so why are these pictures featured? Let's see, because I've just been to Red Camp!
So whuudap with Red Camp?
I'm placed in the tribe, Vikings, along with the fourty or so Jurongville kiddos and I was like, Okay let's go crazy together. So my initial impression of Red Camp is that RC will be about Polytechnic students bragging about how awesome their courses are and everything and more than a hundred reasons why everyone should go to their course and stuff like that but I was totally wrong. It was a camp to meet new people, which I totally failed to. I would have if I've gone alone. In any case, I couldn't really blame anyone but myself because the S personality totally took control and if I were a D, I would've have paired myself up with some random (good-looking) guy during Mass Dance. IN any case, like any other camps, we had cheer competition and some other cool activities and tons of pretty people to look out for. The facilitators(or what they call SLs) were awesome and very nice.
Even though I'm not a fan of Singaporean artiste(see what Globalisation does to you...), I was pretty psyched when Michelle Chia, Jade Seah and local band Jack and Rai(i have to admit, they are awesome) came. Mass Dance was alright, okay i'm being so fastidious because I've been in Dance Comm for two years and I still feel that they have lots to improve on, considering the fact that NP has more advanced technology than tenny-weeny Jurongville.
Personally, this camp brings back memories of me as a Student Councillor; from how we knew each other in November Camp 2007 and how we eventually graduation on 5th June 2009. When Mattew made his closing speech, I cried. Memories of my Secondary school days filled my mind and all of a sudden, I didn't want to move on. I didn't like how we need to meet new people, change lifestyle, change environment, change uniforms, change activities, change books, replace friends, replace priorities, switch status - grow up. I don't wanna grow up.
xoxo.
Shoutout: I NEED TO CLEAN UP MY TABLE PRONTO
Currently Listening to: Time of our Lives - MIley Cyrus
Breakfast with the adults and Hui Ying felt so relaxed. No more whatsoever comparing on who's studying whichever subject and whichever study technique is better. Everything went well until Dad said, "It'll be best of both of you end up in the same school" it was as though time stood absolutely still and then came the awkward silence. What could I do? Everyone was staring at me! I simply smiled. Hello, Exhibit A, Estelle Ng - Jurongville Secondary, little green nonexistent school; versus Exhibit B, Tan Hui Ying - Singapore Chinese Girls' School, high class, totally rich with culture and stupendously intelligent school. Sorry, Daddy, wrong frequency.
Our lives are dependent on these dumb examinations set by the British, descendants of our founders, Sir Stamford Raffles, and some other guys whom I suddenly forgot what their names are(I'm sorry, other founders of Singapore). We memorise useless facts we know we're never ever going to use again. We sacrifice our beauty sleep to absorb every word written in our textbooks just so we can get an A for every subject. After the two years of struggling, we recycle our textbooks, which are actually very expensive. It's kind of silly, in the sense that, we study something not very important to our lives, something that we won't even bother about after we graduate from our teeny weeny school. That's life in Singapore.
There's so many things I really want to do: Join a Choir, tidy up my room(!!!), play dress up, retail therapy and the list goes on. All of these require a common neccesity: CASH. Oh god, maybe I should get a boring job. I doubt anyone wants to hire me, considering the fact that I'm slow and very clumsy and I'm not fluent in Mandarin and my English is getting from bad to worst(see you're not supposed to use more than one 'and's in a sentence). Anyway, plus, i'll be going to Tai Wan in Decemeber, which only leaves me about a month and a half to work. Which freaking lovely employer will employ a childish doofus to work for a month and a half? Hmmm, I wonder....
Finally, one day to myself! I feel extremely bored and I wanna swim today but I can't because Oestrogen and Progesterone is not being produced right now and I wanna get gorgeous tan for Graduation Night(hey no fair, Hui Ying's school calls it Prom and they are Graduation Day, plus their Prom is at a hotel. Why am I the only un-cool person around?) and I've been procrastinating about tidying up my table. Okay, I'll tidy up my table THIS INSTANT and read up about gene mutation! *beams*
xoxo.
Mood: Rejected
Currently Listening to: Fingerprints - Katy Parry
Guess what? The most fiendish, horrendous, biggest examination - Ordinary Examinations - are over!!!!
Yes I know, it's so cliche to say that only 12hours after the paper. Sorry, lads and lasses i hung out with my girlfriends just now. (Happy Birthday Hui Shi!!!!!!) I feel weird. Not the feeling of lost and emptiness yet but speechless. Perhaps today was not the best and ideal day to hang out because we were still in the Examination Mood. Plus, there was this slight irritation for Oestrogen and Progesterone because they just had to stop being released today today TODAY(!) Which probably explains to bizarre attitude and potential breakdown yesterday after the Biology paper. Plus, I couldn't sleep and i have no idea what got onto my nerves today. Yes, it must have been the rain. I dislike the rain, big time. When it rained, it'll be cold and i abhorred the feeling for being cold, especially without a sweater, not to mention i was sitting for a paper this morning and obviously I got wet again, so did the calculator. Argh, teenage angst. Then, I totally understood who Dad feels whenever his models doesn't want pose probably for the camera - because come on, who wants to take pictures for food and random non-living objects and regrets not having spent his film properly. Yes Daddy, I feel it too today. That feeling of rejection, depression sucks okay. I hate that feeling.
People say one must always appreciate your friends, no one is perfect, look at the strengths and not the flaws. Forgive and forget.
I'll be alright after a good night's sleep.
xoxo.
Mood: Relaxed
Currently Listening to: Change Your Mind - The All-American Rejects
(Anne Hathaway is so pretty)
I felt like crying even before the paper started today. I felt so helpless and stupid. I haven't been revising Biology for two weeks as i've been focusing on the other subjects instead. I woke up at 5am to continue my revision, scrutinising every single page in the Bible(Obviously I forgot all about Enzymes, Cells and Ecology). To my plesant surprise, Biology was nice. Doing the paper was a breeze and I hope I can get an A1 for BIology or I'll probably cry for a week and lock myself up in my room(which is technically not mine, since I share the room with my sisters). Oh i'm being hysterical again.
My phone's filled with an abundance of text messages all about Biology. I am such a loser. But it'll all gonna be worth it if I score an A1 for Biology. Go Mr A! (OMG HE GOT ALL A1s FOR O LEVEL AND GOT INTO VJC. Did I mention that the Victoria choir is awesome?) Anyway, I've received this little mail on Red Camp 2009. I have second thoughts about it and going for camps suddenly seem so boring and immature. I'll probably end up like a pathetic spoilt brat in attempt to meet new people and make stupendously awesome friends! Vikings Tribe. It's green. Wow, such a phat tribute to Jurongville. I DON'T HAVE ANY GREEN TOPS! Oh god, and do I have time for shopping? No. Another good reason to skip the camp. Okay, getting into a polytechnic isn't even in my list, to start with. But I'm keeping my options open then. God this is so frustrating.
ARGH I WANNA GET AT LEAST 4'A'S FOR O LEVEL!!!!!!!!!
xoxo.
Mood: Sheepish
Currently Listening to: Paradise - T-Max
I just rejected an opportunity to perform with the Singapore Youth Choir at Esplanade for a Jazz Ensemble on 13th December. I must be plain stupid.
xoxo.
Mood: Drowsy
Currently Listening to: Makes Me Happy - Drake Bell
As I woke up this morning to the excruciating and most abnormal pain in my lower abdomen, I paused to wonder if I had school today. The time was 7.18 then. Oh yeah, I thought, it's "Study Leave" now. I mean what's the whole point of having Study Leave when we have to go back to school for compulsory remedial/supplementary classes for Biology on every alternate when Biology is our strongest Science? In any case, it gives me more reasons to adore and worship Biology. Back to the story, so I went to the bathroom to wash up and everything and that's when I found out what the pain was for so I screamed for Mum - the lady's thing has come. Argh I hate that period of time where I will feel so bloated and moody and bloody. Occassionally I pondered what life would be if I were a male, one who doesn't require going through the pains and have diabolical moodswings once every month for a week; and one who saves money because I would've have to get supplies for the bloody mess. Then again, being a male would mean that I would be like, very nerdy and weird in the eyes of girls and I would've to risk my life to go for National Service - Okay I choose being a girl then.
Picture yourself getting paid for your journals. Wow. Simply remarkable. I am a great fan and an avid reader of the works of Teo Cheng Wee and Fiona Chan, whose articles can be found in the Reflect Section of Lifestyle on alternate Sundays. Their articles, or rather journals, are highly authentic, quirky and ocassionally, funny in a ha-ha way.
To have your diary featured, your experience and personal thought exposed and scrutinised by millions of Singaporeans, not to mention, get published in the local papers and get paid for it - now that's something I want.
So, let's make a pact to improve our grammar and expand our English lexicon and aspire to be a writer. *jumps around the room*
It's the Ordinary Level for now.
xoxo.
Mood: Sad
Currently Listening to: I'll be Missing you - Puff Daddy and Faith feat.
Today marks the last day of proper schooling in Jurongville Secondary School. Even though I really detest my school, and sometimes even regret for not studying hard when I was in Primary six, I still think I owe Jurongville one. Truth to be told, if it wasn't for Jurongville Secondary, I
-wouldn't have changed to become who I am now
-wouldn't have such a wonderful group of friends(BFFs) and classmates
-wouldn't have loved a CCA so much and also willing to sacrifice for Student Council
-wouldn't have gotten an opportunity to promote this school
-wouldn't have witness TALENT WEEK/GIG WEEK
-would have a boring life
-would be smart(or not)
-wouildn't be appreciative
-wouldn't be sitting at my dining table typing all these stuff
Jurongville, even though I didn't really adore you for the first two years of my stay, I really love you now. Thank you.
Sometimes, it's just so ironic for people to enter Jurongville with every intention to graduation as soon as possible. Reflect.
xoxo.
Mood: Lost
Currently Listening to: Pocket Philosopher - Mandy Moore
I've been request to write an essay about Flight, but I've decided to change the title to Car Park instead. I know it's blatantly not right to be changing titles as and when I feel like but I seriously have no clue what on Earth the content will be if I were to go ahead and write an essay about Flight. The result will only smash my confidence into a million pieces and demoralise me.
As the four of us approached the gigantic door, my heart palpitated widly and my heartbeat threatened my hearing. Thoughts raced through my brain and a fusion of emotions erupted within me: Fear. Anxiety. Exhilaration. We had finally made it. We had finally found Prince ChungChei's palace! All the treasure would be ours to own and we would finally have the last laugh! I chuckled at our own vivid imagination and Jeremy pushed the door open. It was heavy so all of us had to lend a hand. Finally, the door swung open and we were in awe. Even though there will little cobwebs in the corners, the palace was a dazzling tribute to the colour gold and there were nothing but priceless jewellery everywhere!
We ran towards the treasure and scrutinised it. Jeremy was "swimming" in the pile of gold jewellery while the twins were modelling the set of jewellery. I ran my fingers through the gold chains and picked a particularly unique one. It was in a shape of a cresent with tons of tiny Eygptian writings at the back. I fished my handy magnifying glass and began translating: "One day, whoever who finds this treasure will become supreme and even rule the world. But one must never be complacent or he will end up losing everything." Wow. That was absolutely meaning for someone from another era. To my absolute horror, the next line wrote: "So in order not to let this ever happen, he shall never leave this place."
"Never leave this place? How so? Are they going to lock us here or bury us alive? There's not even a soul here! Pssh" I rolled my eyes and threw the chain back into the avalanche of other fancy gold chains. Suddenly, the ground shook fervently as I noticed we were falling. Jeremy stopped "swimming" and ran towards me. The twins grabbed each other and we gathered in the middle of the room.
xoxo.
Mood: Strange
Current Jukebox: Dance Hall Drug - Boys Like Girls
As strange as it seems, Math makes me mad especially when you're bombarded with an avalanche of Math examination papers and still have Physics left undone. Best of luck for N level candidates and End-Of-Year Examinations candidates! (we don't have EOY anymore! *rolls eyes* We take Olevels instead) I have gone mad.
xoxo.
