it has been quite a long time since my last post. been to the blog quite a number of times, thought about what to blog quite a number of times too. just dint actually bothered to sign in and blog. isnt it lucky that the internet wont ever go mouldy?
got back my promo results already. not exactly estatic but am satisfied. cant ask for too much in life. got B B C D E for Bio Math Lit Chem and GP respectively. got to work on GP and chem. i guess i improved on most of my subjects except math. but think i deserved it for neglecting it.
yesterday i saw tears. practically flooding the LT. and i also saw joy bobbing in the sea. there was also others, though having diasppointment on their faces, kept their shoulders' strong for another disappointed face.
People were all thinking about their future. some thinking about the near future- how to break the news to their parents. some thinking abit futher- about whether they would get promoted. some worry about their A level grades, some worry about their career. the better ones were thinking about the extra H3 they would apply, while the satisfied ones thought about the ways to celebrate. yes, everyone was thinking about their future. i was thinking... cant remember it.
PW OP is comming up. and i think im far from ready. dont know how im fairing but im not as confident as i think i should be. people seem to not give me any comments at all. good or bad, there cant be no comments at all. i want concrete advice. i want to get better. this is not helping.
maybe i should get back to doing up my I&R... everything is sucking the life out of me. dont know how i used to be able to embrace everything that was shot at me. dont know how i used to be able to juggle everything. why is now so little, so boring, yet so exhausting? needa get my game face back on.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Caught Cha
Caught Cha
"I need you in this tub!
One brewing so green,
With bubbles of hate
And ingredients of mean.
A sprinkle of petals
From Sanguinaria Canadensis¹.
A dash of black widows
Glued to wings of Morpho Peleides².
Stir it with a bone
From a dinosaur’s paw.
Now, a few more earwigs.
Yes, in they fall!
Turn up the heat,
And ground hard those flies.
Make sure you don’t forget
To marinate the mice!
Put all those lizards in
Don’t let them go to waste,
And drop in a few eyeballs
Just to enhance the taste.
To give it a crunch,
Hrm, what shall I pick?
Ah, a few clipped toenails
Shall do the trick!
Bob your head in!
I’d like you well-done.
You know you can’t escape
So don’t try to run.
You should have known better
Than to be the snitch.
Guess that’s what you’ll get
For messing with a witch!”
¹ scientific name for the poisonous Bloodroot flower
² scientific name for the Common Blue Morpho butterfly
"I need you in this tub!
One brewing so green,
With bubbles of hate
And ingredients of mean.
A sprinkle of petals
From Sanguinaria Canadensis¹.
A dash of black widows
Glued to wings of Morpho Peleides².
Stir it with a bone
From a dinosaur’s paw.
Now, a few more earwigs.
Yes, in they fall!
Turn up the heat,
And ground hard those flies.
Make sure you don’t forget
To marinate the mice!
Put all those lizards in
Don’t let them go to waste,
And drop in a few eyeballs
Just to enhance the taste.
To give it a crunch,
Hrm, what shall I pick?
Ah, a few clipped toenails
Shall do the trick!
Bob your head in!
I’d like you well-done.
You know you can’t escape
So don’t try to run.
You should have known better
Than to be the snitch.
Guess that’s what you’ll get
For messing with a witch!”
¹ scientific name for the poisonous Bloodroot flower
² scientific name for the Common Blue Morpho butterfly
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
post promo
ok, so yesterday i had my last two promo papers. dint think i did very well for promos but shall heck it and enjoy (while i can) now (before results are released). reached home round 11+ yesterday after leaving bryan's house where he studied and i lazzed around. he looked stressed about math, but no one could beat han jun's face during dinner. owels, hope he felt better after my treat. :) (stupid $5.50 mango smoothie...)
ok, so anyway, i was thinking yesterday night whether to do smth sweet for them to encourage them for math. but i was too lazy. so now i shall encourage them for chem instead. hang in there friends!!
arhs.. but im too lazy again... guess that's what post-promo syndrome does to you.. hahas.
ok, so anyway, i was thinking yesterday night whether to do smth sweet for them to encourage them for math. but i was too lazy. so now i shall encourage them for chem instead. hang in there friends!!
arhs.. but im too lazy again... guess that's what post-promo syndrome does to you.. hahas.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Missing the feeling of hating love
Missing the feeling of hating love
I have always been skeptical about many things.
Skeptical of this, skeptical of that,
yet until now, I still do not know what skeptical really means.
Recall the endeavors behind my moon;
every struggle so fancifully dined,
cocktails of poison so carefully concocted.
But I survived.
I survived by making myself survive.
The power all in my hands
to crush everything in my way-
(who am I kidding?)
I was never in favor.
Of jealousy and envy and
of pure dislike.
But I knew I was the middle class,
I was adroit.
And the cherry on the sundae,
was the love of young boys' hearts
Devoured!
Leaving only the branched skeleton.
Similarly now, but
I am on the other side.
Never liked love still,
Never loved one.
Full of envy and jealousy,
still disliked, yet as clever as a mad cow eating mead.
Self pity is ambivalent.
The pleasure of seeing a young boy's heart served
never appeared recent,
till here.
Why don’t I love one?
Why does it not skip a beat for any?
Conscience,
never thought I had it,
dug its way out of grounds to me.
Can’t slap a heart off the platter and smear it with feetsweat anymore.
I am no longer up there on the throne.
Just a lonely peasant,
feeling sad to say no
to a farmer's boy.
I have always been skeptical about many things.
Skeptical of this, skeptical of that,
yet until now, I still do not know what skeptical really means.
Recall the endeavors behind my moon;
every struggle so fancifully dined,
cocktails of poison so carefully concocted.
But I survived.
I survived by making myself survive.
The power all in my hands
to crush everything in my way-
(who am I kidding?)
I was never in favor.
Of jealousy and envy and
of pure dislike.
But I knew I was the middle class,
I was adroit.
And the cherry on the sundae,
was the love of young boys' hearts
Devoured!
Leaving only the branched skeleton.
Similarly now, but
I am on the other side.
Never liked love still,
Never loved one.
Full of envy and jealousy,
still disliked, yet as clever as a mad cow eating mead.
Self pity is ambivalent.
The pleasure of seeing a young boy's heart served
never appeared recent,
till here.
Why don’t I love one?
Why does it not skip a beat for any?
Conscience,
never thought I had it,
dug its way out of grounds to me.
Can’t slap a heart off the platter and smear it with feetsweat anymore.
I am no longer up there on the throne.
Just a lonely peasant,
feeling sad to say no
to a farmer's boy.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
he's nice, but...
ok, so exams comming... just like every other time, me have high aims, low expectations, still slacking, should start working but not working, cross fingers and wack. loads of stuff to do, but cant start since its friday = rest day.
everyone needs a rest day. its important. anyone who doesnt have it, need to have a life. life is important. it keeps us living, so my bio teachers say. i guess its true. dead people dont have a life, thus they do not live. im blabbering now. shall move on.
today was techniquecally mostly quite fun. everything seems to be like how i want it except for one tiny little thing. my PW teacher is starting to piss me off. not that he is a bad person, but the way he carry himself and his utter lack of knowledge of the requirements of PW.
it was a total waste of 1hr and 15mins with him today.
number #1: berated our project in front of the class without asking. the berating part im ok with, but the permission lacking part of it, i dont feel too positive about.
number #2: like to talk about things that are irrelevant such as playing soccer, eating, his wife, his life, etc etc.
number #3: wasting precious time by repeating and repeating and repeating everything that ms moureen ng said in the 15mins she used. oh, and counts 22 uneeded words of the 3000 word limit. all BECAUSE he knows nothing that is required of us!! (ms ng contradicted so many things he said!)
number #4: keeps a flippant attitude towards his reservice doing us all a DISservice!
i want to get an A. he's a nice guy. but this "nice" attitude, with nice being the MOST insincere word in the dictionary, i highly doubt he has the ability to get me there. consulting other teachers, in my point of view, is a must now.
can i have a change of teacher to a more experienced one? cause im not so trusting to my teacher who has PW in its infancy stage.
everyone needs a rest day. its important. anyone who doesnt have it, need to have a life. life is important. it keeps us living, so my bio teachers say. i guess its true. dead people dont have a life, thus they do not live. im blabbering now. shall move on.
today was techniquecally mostly quite fun. everything seems to be like how i want it except for one tiny little thing. my PW teacher is starting to piss me off. not that he is a bad person, but the way he carry himself and his utter lack of knowledge of the requirements of PW.
it was a total waste of 1hr and 15mins with him today.
number #1: berated our project in front of the class without asking. the berating part im ok with, but the permission lacking part of it, i dont feel too positive about.
number #2: like to talk about things that are irrelevant such as playing soccer, eating, his wife, his life, etc etc.
number #3: wasting precious time by repeating and repeating and repeating everything that ms moureen ng said in the 15mins she used. oh, and counts 22 uneeded words of the 3000 word limit. all BECAUSE he knows nothing that is required of us!! (ms ng contradicted so many things he said!)
number #4: keeps a flippant attitude towards his reservice doing us all a DISservice!
i want to get an A. he's a nice guy. but this "nice" attitude, with nice being the MOST insincere word in the dictionary, i highly doubt he has the ability to get me there. consulting other teachers, in my point of view, is a must now.
can i have a change of teacher to a more experienced one? cause im not so trusting to my teacher who has PW in its infancy stage.
Monday, September 13, 2010
first day of school or last day of survival?
OMG i cant believe im still up at 11++ doing homework. of course im doing my holiday homework, but i did have to do new homework set today and due tmr morning assembly. how nice right? talk about transition period. no, just come to school happy, energised, yet to be slapped in the face with cold reality that promos and comming and im lagging like shit. so much homework... im drowning!!
GP: esaay outline.... and summary of main points of EVERY para and metatextual questions for TWO compre. how to finish by today since tommorow is just 40mins away. this sucks. i still have to sit for my makeup timed compre i missed today, i think. argh... back to attempting to complete my homework.
GP: esaay outline.... and summary of main points of EVERY para and metatextual questions for TWO compre. how to finish by today since tommorow is just 40mins away. this sucks. i still have to sit for my makeup timed compre i missed today, i think. argh... back to attempting to complete my homework.
Thursday, September 09, 2010
sorry
you may have think i've forgiven you. but i cant just forget all that you've done to such a good friend of mine. i dont think you should expect all that a good friend should do from me. your sms yesterday hit me, but i cant cant make myself reply you. no, not to the 2nd sms. the first? well, i could. but i was tired and it dint occur to me to reply straight away "like a friend would", as you said it. i cant forget it. i'll treat you as a friend, i may think otherwise. yes, im a hyprocrite. but i really cant. my girlfriends mean too much.
Monday, September 06, 2010
Life
LIFE
its all about keeping your hopes and dreams alive
through love and pain; laughter and cries
holding onto faiths when dealing with reality
making new friends, embracing love and family
dont know why im writing this poem
guess i was bored from reading top woman
the throught struck my head while i was lying on my bed
and thus i decided that i should create
to talk about life and all its misgivings
all the great things which education is missing
all the set backs which we have to take
all the hard decisions which we have to make
but to just say this is an understatement
dont you remember the great big agreement?
that for every sucky thing, there will be one awesome
for every delicious, there will be one grossome
so with obstacles, there will be friends
whose helping hands would be glad lend
and family who will be there always
supporting through night and encouraging through day
so there's nothing to fear when facing life
no need to retreat, be angry or sigh
so stand up straight and aim for mars
shine down the spotlight and you're a superstar
its all about keeping your hopes and dreams alive
through love and pain; laughter and cries
holding onto faiths when dealing with reality
making new friends, embracing love and family
dont know why im writing this poem
guess i was bored from reading top woman
the throught struck my head while i was lying on my bed
and thus i decided that i should create
to talk about life and all its misgivings
all the great things which education is missing
all the set backs which we have to take
all the hard decisions which we have to make
but to just say this is an understatement
dont you remember the great big agreement?
that for every sucky thing, there will be one awesome
for every delicious, there will be one grossome
so with obstacles, there will be friends
whose helping hands would be glad lend
and family who will be there always
supporting through night and encouraging through day
so there's nothing to fear when facing life
no need to retreat, be angry or sigh
so stand up straight and aim for mars
shine down the spotlight and you're a superstar
my cleaner friend
ok, today's post's intention is abit different from any of my posts ever since i started this blog. today's post is due to the pressure from a friend. this friend is very special. he helps to keep our sch canteen clean by wiping one part of one table everyday early in the morning. he is super mugger and makes me feel like the ultimate slacker ever. yet, today i saw another side of him during bio concentration camp. hahas. dont want to say it least he kills me (though i think this para is sufficient to boil his blood). and in order not to embarass him in this blog, i shant announce that his name is WEE BOON. ;) *winks*
ps. pun in title
ps. pun in title
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