Saturday, October 30, 2004
in primary school, we often get titles like 'an unusual incident' for our compos. and majority of us will write about UFOs landing in their house and a green four-eyed alien will walking out of it. or maybe we have to write about 'a funny incident' and we write about clowns telling jokes and HAHAHA its so bloody funny.
now, i will write about an unusual (or maybe not) and funny (hell yes!) incident, with no alien or clown elements. and its a true life account. so try and imagine and you'll end up in guffaws.
i stepped out of kembangan mrt, i saw four familiar looking idiots standing on the track side of the canal, peering eagarly into the canal (that's mainly why they looked like idiots). it doesnt take a genius to guess, they happened to be kleon, yang, andre and andre's brother eugene. while i wondered what the hell they were doing there, a ball (yes, the cushion core one) shoots out of the canal. but unfortunately none of them managed to catch it, so it went back into the canal.
then, someone yelled in anguish. if you were wondering where shamir was, that was him. he was hanging by the side of the canal, holding onto the holes. below him was the ball, and who knows how deep dirty water below him. the ball began to float away, and instead of plunging into that oh-so-clean water and swim after the ball, he decided to climb up.
by the time i walked to them, shamir was up, holding onto the rails lest he falls in and drown. he then shouted across the longkang, "you got net?"
i thought, what the hell do i look like some fisherman who carries her fishing nets around kembangan? but i decided to shut up, so i just shook my head.
thenkleon eugene shouts, "lend us your bag!" and grins sinisterly at my mambo (yes emphasis on mambo) bag.
me: nice try but no way! -_- i thought you in the canal why didnt you get the ball?
shamir: i cannot find anywhere to put my feet lah. (so that's how deep the water is, or how short his legs are.)
me: then swim lah. -grins and started to walk away-
ten minutes later, shamir and kleon appears at the cc cos shamir stinks so much he needs kleon to wash him. haha kidding.
me: the ball still there arh.
them: ya.
me: use pail to take lah.
shamir: how to use pail, my hand also cannot reach.
me: then use dustpan?
shamir: then i'll collect water instead. halfway the dustpan will just come loose.
kleon: wah shamir youre sopessimistic negative.
shamir: im just a realist.
me: eh can use umbrella
kleon: the wind will blow the umbrella away.
shamir: and i will fly away with it.
talk about lame. -_-
they went to wash up, and when they reappeared again, they were like, "got show to see."
being inquisitive i decided to follow.
me: how did the ball drop inside?
kleon: we left the ball at the court then fall inside.
me: huh? how to fall? -my mind conjures up the image of the fence at the cc and the impossibility of a ball rolling through the fence-
kleon: obviously someone throw one lah!
so they must have made some enemies huh.
me: how come only got two of you? where's the rest?
shamir: they go yang's house take ladder. its two metres. lets see how they bring it down.
he then whips out his 8250 and called yang. "you doofus why so long!" -pause- "im in the drain so can you fucking hurry up!" what a liar.
as we waited for the ladder, the ball floats not only downstream, but also towards the middle.
me: i think your two metre long ladder wont be of much help anymore.
shamir: ya i think so too. -whips out his phone again and yadayada-
finally, we see two doofus appearing from the block of flats, looking stupid with a ladder sandwiched between them. eugene cycles effortlessly from behind them while they struggled down the track with the ladder.
shamir: if only we have a camera. eugene cycle home and take!
eugene: i dont want i want to stay and watch. -looks eager-
so when yang and andre finally arrived with the ladder, the ball has already floated to the other bank. so, the two doofus had to bring the ladder over to the other side. all they needed was the blue uniform to look like the lift maintanence ppl.
meanwhile, shamir: lets watch! -looks gleefully- got front row seats! -sits down on eugene's bike-
they finally got to the other side after many weird stares from the ppl walking down the linkway. after putting the ladder down, andre went, "eugene cycle home now."
eugene: why? i want to stay and watch.
andre: go home lah!
eugene: why i cannot watch? nc-16 arh?
andre: -_-
eugene: you're only fifteen andre!
andre: -decides to use the soft approach- can you please go home?
eugene: i want to watch! -looks stubborn-
andre: its damn late already you know how fucking worried they are?! GO HOME NOW! -thunders-
so eugene sulkily got on his bike and cycled away. the exasperation of having younger siblings. -dramatic sigh-
first, they put the ladder over the rail. then it got stuck as the ladder was too tall and the shelter too short. but after some fiddling they got it out of the shelter. as they started lowering the ladder into the canal, two guys cycled past us and snickered so loudly. my sympathies to yang and andre.
halfway thru lowering the ladder, they realised that the ladder was not long enough to reach the bottom, and they cannot bend any lower cos they'll just fall over the rail.
shamir decides to give some advice, so he shouted, "one of you bend down and hold! dont open the ladder!" andre and yang, oblivious to his hollerings, continued to try and lower by tiptoeing over the rail. "close the fucking ladder! one of you bend down lah!" andre, finally hearing it, gestured for yang to bend down. yang was had this huh face and couldnt comprehend the simple instructions. exasperated, andre decided to treat yang like a dog. so he pointed at the floor, "squat here. HERE!"
kleon: at least andre has brains!
yang finally understood, and they finally got the ladder down. then we realised they got the ladder facing the wrong side and we were started laughing. (the ladder is the kind where one side is the steps and the other side is to support the ladder when opened) they placed the supporting side outside and the steps one leaning against the side of the canal. so no one could climb down. how clever.
shamir, now exasperated, decided to run over to give them a hand. "the things i do for my friends!" he claimed. kleon however decided to sit down and busk in the sun. "im getting a good tan!" he exclaimed.
so they turned the ladder to the right side and it was finally time for someone to climb down. due to much hesitation, the ball floated away and they had to move the ladder again. then this auntie walked passed, and she said, "use plastic bag to get the ball lah!"
kleon: how very helpful -_-
then that auntie came up with the brilliant idea of using the ladder to sandwich the ball in between. so they did just that and finally got the ball up. while they were sandwiching the ball, kleon was guffawing like a cow. and in between the guffaws, he went, "the auntie smarter than you all!"
-the end-
what a long and draggy entry. as i read thru i realise that my commentary isnt funny. of course it isnt. what was funny was how they looked. too bad you missed it. ;P
to the doofus out there who cant find the tagboard, just click on the 'tag' below every entry.
now, i will write about an unusual (or maybe not) and funny (hell yes!) incident, with no alien or clown elements. and its a true life account. so try and imagine and you'll end up in guffaws.
i stepped out of kembangan mrt, i saw four familiar looking idiots standing on the track side of the canal, peering eagarly into the canal (that's mainly why they looked like idiots). it doesnt take a genius to guess, they happened to be kleon, yang, andre and andre's brother eugene. while i wondered what the hell they were doing there, a ball (yes, the cushion core one) shoots out of the canal. but unfortunately none of them managed to catch it, so it went back into the canal.
then, someone yelled in anguish. if you were wondering where shamir was, that was him. he was hanging by the side of the canal, holding onto the holes. below him was the ball, and who knows how deep dirty water below him. the ball began to float away, and instead of plunging into that oh-so-clean water and swim after the ball, he decided to climb up.
by the time i walked to them, shamir was up, holding onto the rails lest he falls in and drown. he then shouted across the longkang, "you got net?"
i thought, what the hell do i look like some fisherman who carries her fishing nets around kembangan? but i decided to shut up, so i just shook my head.
then
me: nice try but no way! -_- i thought you in the canal why didnt you get the ball?
shamir: i cannot find anywhere to put my feet lah. (so that's how deep the water is, or how short his legs are.)
me: then swim lah. -grins and started to walk away-
ten minutes later, shamir and kleon appears at the cc cos shamir stinks so much he needs kleon to wash him. haha kidding.
me: the ball still there arh.
them: ya.
me: use pail to take lah.
shamir: how to use pail, my hand also cannot reach.
me: then use dustpan?
shamir: then i'll collect water instead. halfway the dustpan will just come loose.
kleon: wah shamir youre so
shamir: im just a realist.
me: eh can use umbrella
kleon: the wind will blow the umbrella away.
shamir: and i will fly away with it.
talk about lame. -_-
they went to wash up, and when they reappeared again, they were like, "got show to see."
being inquisitive i decided to follow.
me: how did the ball drop inside?
kleon: we left the ball at the court then fall inside.
me: huh? how to fall? -my mind conjures up the image of the fence at the cc and the impossibility of a ball rolling through the fence-
kleon: obviously someone throw one lah!
so they must have made some enemies huh.
me: how come only got two of you? where's the rest?
shamir: they go yang's house take ladder. its two metres. lets see how they bring it down.
he then whips out his 8250 and called yang. "you doofus why so long!" -pause- "im in the drain so can you fucking hurry up!" what a liar.
as we waited for the ladder, the ball floats not only downstream, but also towards the middle.
me: i think your two metre long ladder wont be of much help anymore.
shamir: ya i think so too. -whips out his phone again and yadayada-
finally, we see two doofus appearing from the block of flats, looking stupid with a ladder sandwiched between them. eugene cycles effortlessly from behind them while they struggled down the track with the ladder.
shamir: if only we have a camera. eugene cycle home and take!
eugene: i dont want i want to stay and watch. -looks eager-
so when yang and andre finally arrived with the ladder, the ball has already floated to the other bank. so, the two doofus had to bring the ladder over to the other side. all they needed was the blue uniform to look like the lift maintanence ppl.
meanwhile, shamir: lets watch! -looks gleefully- got front row seats! -sits down on eugene's bike-
they finally got to the other side after many weird stares from the ppl walking down the linkway. after putting the ladder down, andre went, "eugene cycle home now."
eugene: why? i want to stay and watch.
andre: go home lah!
eugene: why i cannot watch? nc-16 arh?
andre: -_-
eugene: you're only fifteen andre!
andre: -decides to use the soft approach- can you please go home?
eugene: i want to watch! -looks stubborn-
andre: its damn late already you know how fucking worried they are?! GO HOME NOW! -thunders-
so eugene sulkily got on his bike and cycled away. the exasperation of having younger siblings. -dramatic sigh-
first, they put the ladder over the rail. then it got stuck as the ladder was too tall and the shelter too short. but after some fiddling they got it out of the shelter. as they started lowering the ladder into the canal, two guys cycled past us and snickered so loudly. my sympathies to yang and andre.
halfway thru lowering the ladder, they realised that the ladder was not long enough to reach the bottom, and they cannot bend any lower cos they'll just fall over the rail.
shamir decides to give some advice, so he shouted, "one of you bend down and hold! dont open the ladder!" andre and yang, oblivious to his hollerings, continued to try and lower by tiptoeing over the rail. "close the fucking ladder! one of you bend down lah!" andre, finally hearing it, gestured for yang to bend down. yang was had this huh face and couldnt comprehend the simple instructions. exasperated, andre decided to treat yang like a dog. so he pointed at the floor, "squat here. HERE!"
kleon: at least andre has brains!
yang finally understood, and they finally got the ladder down. then we realised they got the ladder facing the wrong side and we were started laughing. (the ladder is the kind where one side is the steps and the other side is to support the ladder when opened) they placed the supporting side outside and the steps one leaning against the side of the canal. so no one could climb down. how clever.
shamir, now exasperated, decided to run over to give them a hand. "the things i do for my friends!" he claimed. kleon however decided to sit down and busk in the sun. "im getting a good tan!" he exclaimed.
so they turned the ladder to the right side and it was finally time for someone to climb down. due to much hesitation, the ball floated away and they had to move the ladder again. then this auntie walked passed, and she said, "use plastic bag to get the ball lah!"
kleon: how very helpful -_-
then that auntie came up with the brilliant idea of using the ladder to sandwich the ball in between. so they did just that and finally got the ball up. while they were sandwiching the ball, kleon was guffawing like a cow. and in between the guffaws, he went, "the auntie smarter than you all!"
-the end-
what a long and draggy entry. as i read thru i realise that my commentary isnt funny. of course it isnt. what was funny was how they looked. too bad you missed it. ;P
to the doofus out there who cant find the tagboard, just click on the 'tag' below every entry.
blossom. 5:11 PM
Thursday, October 28, 2004
guess i was sort of petrified when i saw that slimy prawn. it would have been put to much better use if it was cooked in a dish (eg. cereal prawn) instead of lying in a lab awaiting my acupuncture. imagine the amount of prawns wasted, simply because of a silly bio pract. that so many prawns could have made many dishes of cereal prawns.
now i feel so stupid. while waiting for the practical to start, we were arguing which is the testa of the long bean seed. and we were debating whether eyelashes is drawn from the eye or the eyelid. how so stupid. cos prawns have neither testa nor eyelashes.
have been getting on rather slowly with my revision. time is running so much faster than me ;(
now i feel so stupid. while waiting for the practical to start, we were arguing which is the testa of the long bean seed. and we were debating whether eyelashes is drawn from the eye or the eyelid. how so stupid. cos prawns have neither testa nor eyelashes.
have been getting on rather slowly with my revision. time is running so much faster than me ;(
blossom. 7:30 PM
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
rebuttals to sam's entry. read it here. although most of it will be copied here.
3. khaki is hardly oddy's colour. green would do nicely. (i mean, since she's been in green for 4 years, just go with the flow right?)
like what ive said, oddy looks terrible in green. anyway, she can just blend in with vjc's khaki and hide in her little world.
4. TJC people have proven to be more kind and tolerable, hence oddy would be able to make more friends there.
the kind and tolerable people will be no more if i end up there. i know many of you agree, sam included. haha.
6. true, sybil and hushing would have each other, but what about xinyi? now, we wouldn't want xinyi to be lonely. oddy would be a rather appropiate companion.
its okay cos loners are cool! look at rukawa! ;P
7. VJC is a rather sports-based place. which means oddy will never fit in.
according to oddy's clique she's a rather fast runner. maybe she'll uncover some of her hidden sprinting talents at vjc!
8. xinyi wants more desperately to be oddy's classmate. (and we all know sam is very sacrificing, you can have oddy.)
sam missed out on the chance of sitting next to oddy. i at least got a year next to her. like we all know, xinyi is generous and unselfish. thus i wouldnt want to keep oddy by her side anymore. due to her overwhelming popularity, she needs to be shared. (with sam especially)
9. VJC would have me! which means she would never be the president of bridge club with a player like me around. (:
she'll never be the president with a player like me around in tjc too. ;P
and one more reason to add to my eight. tjc's GP passing rate only 60% (vjc's passing rate is 100%). that cannot do! oddy must go vjc and get her A in GP!
i think this is quite fun. liken oddball to a tennis ball and we would be playing odd. the ball's now back in sam's court ;D
oh btw, the bridge club president gave me another direction. maybe oddy should go to hwa chong instead, since neither sam nor xinyi the bridge players are going there. and jieyi would definitely welcome some entertainment there at hwa chong. (HAHA JIEYI!)
3. khaki is hardly oddy's colour. green would do nicely. (i mean, since she's been in green for 4 years, just go with the flow right?)
like what ive said, oddy looks terrible in green. anyway, she can just blend in with vjc's khaki and hide in her little world.
4. TJC people have proven to be more kind and tolerable, hence oddy would be able to make more friends there.
the kind and tolerable people will be no more if i end up there. i know many of you agree, sam included. haha.
6. true, sybil and hushing would have each other, but what about xinyi? now, we wouldn't want xinyi to be lonely. oddy would be a rather appropiate companion.
its okay cos loners are cool! look at rukawa! ;P
7. VJC is a rather sports-based place. which means oddy will never fit in.
according to oddy's clique she's a rather fast runner. maybe she'll uncover some of her hidden sprinting talents at vjc!
8. xinyi wants more desperately to be oddy's classmate. (and we all know sam is very sacrificing, you can have oddy.)
sam missed out on the chance of sitting next to oddy. i at least got a year next to her. like we all know, xinyi is generous and unselfish. thus i wouldnt want to keep oddy by her side anymore. due to her overwhelming popularity, she needs to be shared. (with sam especially)
9. VJC would have me! which means she would never be the president of bridge club with a player like me around. (:
she'll never be the president with a player like me around in tjc too. ;P
and one more reason to add to my eight. tjc's GP passing rate only 60% (vjc's passing rate is 100%). that cannot do! oddy must go vjc and get her A in GP!
i think this is quite fun. liken oddball to a tennis ball and we would be playing odd. the ball's now back in sam's court ;D
oh btw, the bridge club president gave me another direction. maybe oddy should go to hwa chong instead, since neither sam nor xinyi the bridge players are going there. and jieyi would definitely welcome some entertainment there at hwa chong. (HAHA JIEYI!)
blossom. 7:19 PM
Friday, October 22, 2004
NEWSFLASH!
TOJO GETS HIT BY BALL
okay not much of a newsflash now since ive told everyone who hates tojo. yesterday, i was at the court. when i was just about to shoot, i saw from the corner of my eye shamir slamming a ball right into tojo's face. and he cringed in pain. WAHAHA. so shiok. everyone at the court was cheering. okay no lah. but everyone would be cheering if the everyone happened to be the bball gang.
ten eight reasons why oddy should enter vjc instead of tjc.
1. she'll never have to be the victim of my bloggings anymore. (i think this one reason is more than enough to send her running to vjc. but nevertheless i will give more reasons!)
2. vjc is more prestigious.
3. vjc got aircon. (imagine the sweltering heat you have to endure at tjc. vjc all the way oddy!)
4. oddy looks awful in green.
5. oddy will get a life and hopefully be more likable.
6. the vjc teachers are so dedicated she can get help from them anytime. then she'll be able to save a lot of tuition fees.
7. hushing has sybil at tjc. but simeng would have no one at vjc. c'mon oddy, be a pal to simeng. she needs you!
8. sam desperately wants to be oddy's classmate!
cant seem to come up with ten. but eight is fine. its an auspicious number too. hopefully that will bring oddy to vjc.
TOJO GETS HIT BY BALL
okay not much of a newsflash now since ive told everyone who hates tojo. yesterday, i was at the court. when i was just about to shoot, i saw from the corner of my eye shamir slamming a ball right into tojo's face. and he cringed in pain. WAHAHA. so shiok. everyone at the court was cheering. okay no lah. but everyone would be cheering if the everyone happened to be the bball gang.
1. she'll never have to be the victim of my bloggings anymore. (i think this one reason is more than enough to send her running to vjc. but nevertheless i will give more reasons!)
2. vjc is more prestigious.
3. vjc got aircon. (imagine the sweltering heat you have to endure at tjc. vjc all the way oddy!)
4. oddy looks awful in green.
5. oddy will get a life and hopefully be more likable.
6. the vjc teachers are so dedicated she can get help from them anytime. then she'll be able to save a lot of tuition fees.
7. hushing has sybil at tjc. but simeng would have no one at vjc. c'mon oddy, be a pal to simeng. she needs you!
8. sam desperately wants to be oddy's classmate!
cant seem to come up with ten. but eight is fine. its an auspicious number too. hopefully that will bring oddy to vjc.
blossom. 7:19 PM
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
photos from the last day are up. click. missed out on quite a lot of shots. so check out sam's collection too. the cherlyn pics are hilarious. can blackmail her. wahaha.
blossom. 8:49 PM
Saturday, October 16, 2004
yay! ive got my leather ball! -jumps with joy- okay i was already jumping with joy when monica stepped out of that car with the gorgeous ball. thank you twc!
played ball at kcc. ahsoh keli and mon were there too. note: keli was EARLY!! can you believe it. tojo* is currently the person im most disgusted with. even oddy is far from taking his place.
so who exactly is tojo? tojo is this disgusting indonesian (no racist pun) who plays at kcc. first of all, he is grotesque looking and he doesnt shave. i know i am no good at descriptions, so to put a picture in your mind, he is how you would imagine a rapist to look like, only in a black jersey. yes i see that picture forming in your mind so keep it there.
now imagine him dribbling a ball, trying to do some stunts. instead of looking cool, he looks obnoxious and nauseating. and his stunts are no way as smooth as t-rex and nakata. then, he sticks so close to you that you can sue him for molest. (yes imagine a rapist hardly an inch away) he keeps banging into you, so much that it is obvious that he has a motive! and his victim is usually gladys. (now you imagine a rapist trying to take advantage of a young & pretty girl) i think the images conjured up in your brain is enough to render him as odious.
went to visit kleon's mansion after playing. very nicely furnished. but oh well, its the abode of the burma king. he has a pool table, an out of tune piano, and a television set that can be switched to computer mode. indeed it is fit for a king (except for the piano lah). so huiyi, good catch! wahahaa.
played ball at kcc. ahsoh keli and mon were there too. note: keli was EARLY!! can you believe it. tojo* is currently the person im most disgusted with. even oddy is far from taking his place.
so who exactly is tojo? tojo is this disgusting indonesian (no racist pun) who plays at kcc. first of all, he is grotesque looking and he doesnt shave. i know i am no good at descriptions, so to put a picture in your mind, he is how you would imagine a rapist to look like, only in a black jersey. yes i see that picture forming in your mind so keep it there.
now imagine him dribbling a ball, trying to do some stunts. instead of looking cool, he looks obnoxious and nauseating. and his stunts are no way as smooth as t-rex and nakata. then, he sticks so close to you that you can sue him for molest. (yes imagine a rapist hardly an inch away) he keeps banging into you, so much that it is obvious that he has a motive! and his victim is usually gladys. (now you imagine a rapist trying to take advantage of a young & pretty girl) i think the images conjured up in your brain is enough to render him as odious.
went to visit kleon's mansion after playing. very nicely furnished. but oh well, its the abode of the burma king. he has a pool table, an out of tune piano, and a television set that can be switched to computer mode. indeed it is fit for a king (except for the piano lah). so huiyi, good catch! wahahaa.
blossom. 8:54 PM
Monday, October 11, 2004
note: this is going to be a selfish entry
firstly, moderation. yes, the school has decided to moderate our marks. unfortunately, not the ten marks i wanted for english and combined humans. but thankfully they did moderate enough for my combined humans to become an A2. therefore, my aggregate is now nine.
ive benefited from the moderation, but somehow i feel more cheated than the six-pointer i mentioned a few days ago. mainly because everyone's L1R5 dropped more than mine. ppl who scored >10 is now scoring <9. in layman's terms it just mean ppl who did worse than me are doing better now. [at this point of time i would like to scream 'UNFAIRRRR!'] why i feel more cheated than the six-pointers is because no matter how much others' aggregate drop, it can never be lower than yours. it can only be the same or more. therefore, six pointers are not at all disadvantaged in terms of entering a jc. however, the ten/nine-pointers like me have so much to lose. -dramatic sigh-
okay. enough ranting on moderation. now, i shall announce my birthday wishlist!
1. nokia 7610
2. leather ball
3. a decent looking cap
4. a nice looking bag, backpack/sling, preferrably grey/black/blue
5. slippers
6. a mountain of famous amos cookies, no nuts please
7. nike sneakers
8. some interesting stuff from ig's heaven
since i do not expect any of the above for they are waaay too expensive, you can just write me a simple note saying "happy birthday xinyi! you're the best!" that would really save you a lot of money and i would be just as happy too =D
caroline loe's annoyance has hit another high point. nothing about the uniform, its just that whatever she does seems to irritate me. "wet market is spelled separately because when you go to the market it is wet. heehee." not that her sentence made any sense, but her silly giggles just puts me off. also, she claims that "supermarkets are my favourite place to go to." i thought i was bad enough (the bball court is one of my favourite places), but caroline loe seriously have no life. i think her irritating level can only increase. in miss lui's terms, dy/dx >0.
shirley hoe: (in her bimbotic american accent) you have to check it out cos its going to blow you away!
firstly, moderation. yes, the school has decided to moderate our marks. unfortunately, not the ten marks i wanted for english and combined humans. but thankfully they did moderate enough for my combined humans to become an A2. therefore, my aggregate is now nine.
ive benefited from the moderation, but somehow i feel more cheated than the six-pointer i mentioned a few days ago. mainly because everyone's L1R5 dropped more than mine. ppl who scored >10 is now scoring <9. in layman's terms it just mean ppl who did worse than me are doing better now. [at this point of time i would like to scream 'UNFAIRRRR!'] why i feel more cheated than the six-pointers is because no matter how much others' aggregate drop, it can never be lower than yours. it can only be the same or more. therefore, six pointers are not at all disadvantaged in terms of entering a jc. however, the ten/nine-pointers like me have so much to lose. -dramatic sigh-
okay. enough ranting on moderation. now, i shall announce my birthday wishlist!
1. nokia 7610
2. leather ball
3. a decent looking cap
4. a nice looking bag, backpack/sling, preferrably grey/black/blue
5. slippers
6. a mountain of famous amos cookies, no nuts please
7. nike sneakers
8. some interesting stuff from ig's heaven
since i do not expect any of the above for they are waaay too expensive, you can just write me a simple note saying "happy birthday xinyi! you're the best!" that would really save you a lot of money and i would be just as happy too =D
caroline loe's annoyance has hit another high point. nothing about the uniform, its just that whatever she does seems to irritate me. "wet market is spelled separately because when you go to the market it is wet. heehee." not that her sentence made any sense, but her silly giggles just puts me off. also, she claims that "supermarkets are my favourite place to go to." i thought i was bad enough (the bball court is one of my favourite places), but caroline loe seriously have no life. i think her irritating level can only increase. in miss lui's terms, dy/dx >0.
shirley hoe: (in her bimbotic american accent) you have to check it out cos its going to blow you away!
blossom. 7:05 PM
Friday, October 08, 2004
so my L1R5 is ten. neither here nor there. unless the school decides to add ten marks to either english or combined humans, or both, its pretty much confirmed. which reminds me of how the school has despicably used moderation to threaten us to look 'neat'.
bloody caroline loe. i thought her annoyance stopped at her acting cute in class. apparently not. "get it sewn by tmr." she says, referring to my belt. by inference, she is threatening to pull me up front if i dont. being rather intimidated, i nodded meekly. however, five minutes later, she marched towards me and ordered my presence in the front. so much for being so morally upright if you cant keep your word ya.
so there.
bloody caroline loe. i thought her annoyance stopped at her acting cute in class. apparently not. "get it sewn by tmr." she says, referring to my belt. by inference, she is threatening to pull me up front if i dont. being rather intimidated, i nodded meekly. however, five minutes later, she marched towards me and ordered my presence in the front. so much for being so morally upright if you cant keep your word ya.
so there.
blossom. 10:18 PM
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
got back pretty much of my prelim results. three A1s, three B3s. im starting to think i have an affinity with odd numbers. hopefully more with the A1s.
moderation has been on many minds. ive only heard one person who actually opposed moderation and that is hanny. in a way i do agree with her. moderation is unfair to the high-achievers. A is a six-pointer and B is a twelve-pointer. after some moderation, B becomes a six-pointer, but A still remains a six-pointer. moderation has its benefits, but not every gets to share them.
i seriously think i do not deserve any possible moderation i might get. my english sucks, so im lucky that i even scraped that b3. i didnt work for chinese, so that b3 is a bonus. i screwed my history, thats why i deserved that b3.
i sound so self-righteous. but talk is cheap.
on another point, i've realised that checking marks, in a way, is checking your integrity, your honesty. how many would actually admit that you got more marks than you should have gotten and go get it minus? especially when it decides your grade. i applaud those who would. and for those who wont (myself included),i think you suck i really do understand.
moderation has been on many minds. ive only heard one person who actually opposed moderation and that is hanny. in a way i do agree with her. moderation is unfair to the high-achievers. A is a six-pointer and B is a twelve-pointer. after some moderation, B becomes a six-pointer, but A still remains a six-pointer. moderation has its benefits, but not every gets to share them.
i seriously think i do not deserve any possible moderation i might get. my english sucks, so im lucky that i even scraped that b3. i didnt work for chinese, so that b3 is a bonus. i screwed my history, thats why i deserved that b3.
i sound so self-righteous. but talk is cheap.
on another point, i've realised that checking marks, in a way, is checking your integrity, your honesty. how many would actually admit that you got more marks than you should have gotten and go get it minus? especially when it decides your grade. i applaud those who would. and for those who wont (myself included),
blossom. 6:40 PM
Sunday, October 03, 2004
new layout! i hear ppl muttering, "like finally.." well you dont blame me for keeping a layout for two months if its nice and jay. removed the tagboard for it would look awful on this layout. in case you desperately want to say something and cannot spot the 'tag' link, its right below the entry. =)
blossom. 10:32 PM