Today Jason and I did a timed practice of the lit. open text paper in school while LL invigilated. Disaster for me. I still can't manage my time properly. Going to have to come up with a good strategy to overcome this problem.

On the train, three of us were talking about NS and speculating that Jason might get drafted into the air force as a fighter pilot. Jason said that he was scared of having to eject from the plane. So we launched into a discussion about ejecting from planes. Suddenly LL told us to stop talking about ejecting cos it sounds sick. We didn’t get it at first. Then I saw some pple on the train giving us funny looks (we get this a lot so it's not new) Trust sick minds to link "ejecting" with sick thoughts.

I broke my specs last night so I had to get a new pair. My new pair is thick and black. I decided to find something more indestructible to challenge my destructive powers. Hubert says that the new spec make me look like a crazy schoolteacher. My sis thinks they are bimbotic. I think they are alright. Hope this pair lasts longer. The old one lasted a year with 3 repairs.

Some people say I'll look good with my hair long. Some people tell me to try make-up. I decided to investigate.
Hands up all those in favour of inflicting this terrible visage upon the world!

If I had long hair and wore make-up 

Today, we went back to school for lit. by Koochibrat (a teacher). It got really boring so we started talking cock. I wanted to go to Jason’s house with Liilng after exams to see them play CM (this football team management game thing). But LL doesn't allow me to. She says that Jason cannot bring home 2 girls. Then I got pissed cos I let Jason come to my house before. And I said that I wouldn't want to rape Jason even if he was thrown naked in front of me. I wouldn't do anything to hurt him? What’s she so scared of? Me? Then, she gave me the emotional blackmail look: big watery eyes. But I still felt it was not fair cos Jason and LL's parents already know they are together so they'll know I’m just an extra. If Jason could come to my house to bake cookies without my parents around, why can't I go to his house to play? This LL is really quite like Azeena in some ways, very old fashioned. Then Jason thought she was going to cry but she said that I’m the one in the wrong...take a deep breath and sigh heavily... Why must she do the big teary eyes at me every time we have this sort of rubbish disagreements? Argh, can't stand it. I must learn how to do that one day. You can't possibly whack a person who gives you the bigbig waterywatery eyes. (try it if you don't believe me. it's worse than the Evil Eye). Anyway, I'll never get to see Jason's famous tortoise (which resides in his house) cause LL says I can't go. The sexist.

Interestingly, Jason was very quiet throughout our period of disagreement. He has finally wised up. If he had tired to speak up, he would have kenna-ed both of us. Poor thing caught in the crossfire.

I was very sad and mournful cos I learnt that LL won't be able to play with me after exams. She's going to job shadow some speech therapist. I won't have anybody to play with. The people in my class won't play with me cos they don't like to play the things I like. Xinyng will play with her best friend and she doesn't like the rubbish I like to play anyway. As for Jason, I can't play with him without LL around. So that's LL down, Xinying down and Jason down as well. And the tragedy is that these are my only close friends in AJ. As for doggy, I can't play with her alone cos we'll have cat and dog fights. And Sinny will probably be with some boyfriend. And I don't know what happened to christabelle (my major problem: can't ever seem to keep in proper touch with good friends). Even my sister whose company I often resort to when there's nothing better will be unavailable. She's going to Aussie to study next year and will probably be busy settling accommodation, transport etc.

So, nothing to look forward to after A levels. I might as well die. On second thought, I'll go volunteer at a childcare centre. At least I can enjoy myself killing kids.

For two years in Anderson Junior College, I tried to be a friendly kid. Why? dammit. Why? In the end, there's still not going to be anybody to play with.
I'm just a friendly little Hitler clone who wants to play, you know.
I must wait for my assize grandkids to come back. Then I can play with them and doggy too.

Thinking about the Family (sounds like the mafia)
In the ol' gang ah boy, jun, boon, grace doggy, liling and me are the ones who still communicate often. Now, boy is in Perth, jun and boon in Melbourne. Next year, liling will be in Adelaide (is this how you spell it?). Wonder where doggy will be. Most likely staying in Singapore. Where will I be? England or America if I'm smart. Serving hamburgers at one of orchard road's many McDonald's outlets if I'm dumb. So we will be more scattered than we are already. Will any of us care? Maybe we can still meet every school holiday and eat like pigs. Maybe our school holidays won't coincide. Oh no, I don't doubt that we will remain friends and keep in close contact, we've been doing this for 2 years now. It's just that we may never eat together like pigs as a Family again. Still, it'll be good to have international contacts.

The morbid little voice in my head asks, "Will any of us die young? Who will be a failure? Which one of us will go crazy and get to stay forever in the funny farm?" These things and many more unpleasant ones could happen. I know, we are all intelligent and our futures seem bright and it looks as if we're going to accomplish great things in the world. But this doesn't stop us from being mortal. Death, disease and dementia. Ill fortune and insanity. All these could happen to us simply because we are human and mortal. Nope, sorry, nothing we can do about it.

Let's wait and see, 10-20 years down the ineffable road following some ineffable purpose, who becomes what.
I hate growing up. I hate growing old and I think I'm really going to hate dying.
When I die, I want to know why.

In the ineffable plan of the Almighty, we are nothing but all pawns. Anyday, you could die and not know why. It's good to believe in God. At least there's some hope that your soul can go look for Him after you die to make Him tell you what it was all for. Poor atheists. Can you imagine how terrible it is to live your life knowing that you will die and believing that you will never know the reason for all the crap that you had to go through?

I hope the atheists aren't the ones who are right. Otherwise, we are all screwed.

The dumb bored things that I've been doing at home: Indoor badminton with my brother. shuttlecocks flying out the window and crashing into the computer monitor. Watching TV,TV and more TV like I've never watched TV before. Came up with lots of new culinary creations that only I will eat cos I’m the only one who is really quite sure what exactly went into them.

Interesting discovery of the week: My mummy has been violating my intellectual property rights. I made this salad with strawberries and lots of weird stuff and I stupidly told her how I made it. Later, my sister saw her typing the whole damned recipe into the computer and putting it on her damned eBay account to sell. Damn am I dumb. With a money-minded unscrupulous mummy like that, I should have learnt to be more careful by now. When I confronted her about it, she said that I don't have copyright cos I didn't write it out and had the damned audacity to claim that she had the copyright cos she typed it out. So I got pissed and told her that I still have intellectual property rights (like damn was she trying to mess up my brain with her ex-lawyer crap? Come on... I just wrote a GP essay on patent, copyright laws and got an A) Blast it all. I've got this action plan to publicise the whole recipe on the net so no one will actually buy it from her cos they can get it for free. But then I decided it wasn't that good a recipe anyway and no one 'cept an idiot will buy it. It's a small matter but that's not the point. It's the principle of the thing.

Oh fish it, a lawyer (unprincipled) will always be a lawyer (unprincipled). Lucky the kid of lawyer (unprincipled) was born in the great tradition of politicians (who are far more evil than lawyers)

Did I mention that my father has been coming home drunk? I wouldn’t let him into the house cos he couldn't walk in a straight line. That's a small matter. What really bothers me is that he's been driving home drunk. What if he causes and accident and dies in it? Please don't misunderstand me. I'm just a really concerned daughter who really wants to know what's written in his will. You see, I'm the eldest but I'm not a boy. Since my father is one of those parents who prefers sons, there's a significant chance that his assets might be willed largely to my brother.

Alright, we'll stop right here and not wonder why people like me can only think of money. We shall not speculate if I was affected by my mercenary mother. We will not conclude that I am a great politician in the making.

Ok, so here's the whole Sancia and the prawn joke.
I'm sitting next to Sancia during GP lecture by the infamously uncharismatic monotone, Larry Lee.
I'm telling her about the jumping prawn at the seafood dinner the other night (refer to previous post)
I say: Zhao dumped the live prawn into the boiling water and it was jumping and splashing hot water all over us.
Sancia: That's so painful!(for the prawn, not us.)
I say: LL suggested whacking it on the table to kill it before boiling. My sis suggested poking with a skewer.
Sancia: That's so cruel! I would rather DROWN it.
After a long pause,
Sancia: Oh no! It's SEAfood! Oh dear! Don't tell anyone.

I didn't promise of course.
Poor Sancia, so stressed that she's slipping into Brainless Bimbo territory.

Anyway, during the lecture, there was more strange behaviour exhibited by the people present. Whilst the students slept and copied notes (smart ones sleep, tree-killers take notes), Larry Lee mentioned the exciting fact that Georgie Bushie is pushing for standardised testing in the over-flexible US education system. As people slept on and continued taking notes, this nerdy guy suddenly exclaimed, " Lucky for him it's flexible, otherwise he himself wouldn't have passed." Granted it was a valid and relevant statement bordering on gospel truth, but what kind of weird psycho actually voices political sentiments in over-exciting adrenaline pumping lectures like this? We all expected Larry Lee to respond to the nerd's outburst. What we didn't expect was the way he said, " Whatever*" in his exhilarating monotone and then carried on with his droning like nothing had happened. And there I was, naively thinking the lecture was headed in an interesting new direction.

So here's my take on the incident: the nerd is caught up in election fever. Ok, so it's the US elections fever (we're in Singapore). But, hey, at least he is taking an interest in politics right? As for the GP lecturer, Larry Lee, who is always expressing his heartfelt despair over the political apathy of the student population, I think "whatever" sums up his own burning interest in politics quite well. Talk about practising what you preach. Whatever.

*The word "whatever", is one of the most apathetic, don't-giva-damn words in the English language. It implies that nothing is worthy of interest to the person expressing this view.

Guess what I've been up to? Slacking Slacking Slacking and more Slacking.
Damn! Am I a lazy bummer. I say to myself, "Tomorrow I will study". Tomorrow, I say to myself, "Today I will make soap jelly. Tomorrow I will study". The day after, I say, "Today is Sunday. It is not right to study on Sunday"
Classic procrastination syndrome.
Eons ago, when study time came, people like ah boy,shan, and ah girl, Li Ling, call me to say, "ahma let's go out to study". Then I go out studying.
Classic need people to push syndrome.
I know that about 10 hours before the exams start, I will experience a sudden acute panic in the pit of me stomachy guts and then I will study. I dread the feeling. But I sure hope it happens soon. If not I will never be able to study. Damn. But that's just the way some folks are made.
Provides good fun for the big guy up there I can imagine. The eternal observation of eternally amusing human behaviour.
We were created in His image. Do you think our behaviour was based on His too? Maybe that's why He rushed through the whole creation thing in 7 days, yes? Maybe he had eons and eons to do it but he waited until the last 7 days before His deadline to get started. Interestingly, after all these time, we're still not done praising Him for this last minute work. It's pretty good for a 7-day rush job innit?
Love yo,u big guy in the sky! You provide all the inspiration I need.
Dear teacher, God created the world in 7 days. I'm sure I can finish studying a little part of it in 10 hours.
Inexplicably happy. Something to do with the dream I had, I think. I left a whole bunch of kids in a dilapidated and collapsing mine. The rest is none of your business. Having lots of totally happy dreams in these days of not being a student.

My brother finally got his PDA repaired! At last I can post the nice pictures taken at the zoo. I need the PDA to transfer pics from my phone to the computer see.(my 10yr old brother has a PDA. what for? no idea.)
Anyway, enjoy the nice photos! click to get a larger view.

nemo fish 

some aquatic birds that look like nuns 
a swimming penguin 

a penguin in a penguin nest hole 

a humungous giant tortoise monster! 

tree arrow frog 

some red flower that xinying didn't like 

edible white rabbit 

colourful but rather boring macaws 

porcupine 

some lemur 

some goat creature 

zhao, glowing under the UV light 

glow in the dark zoo shirts 

Ice sculpture by me and xinying made at pastamania 

I'm going to publicise this blog. I will tell Liling. She will tell the whole whole. This is the way the Public Announcement system works.

Class 31/03 on the last official day 

Sancia forced me to take this picture. I'm smilling because she tickled me. 


Yesterday was my last official day as a student of AJC. It was, how shall I put it, a very fulfilling day.

For the farewell assembly, I had to wear a white long sleeved shirt cos I had to get some CCA award (you can see this in the pics. LL, Jason, zhao n seng hong too) The night before I'd already tried it on with the tie and I knew I was gonna get heat stroke. So I bathed with cold water in the morning and drank 2 cups of icy water. Sadly, it only worked for a while. Sitting in the non air-con hall is a very heaty thing. Sitting next to hyperactive, giggly people is like being next to friendly, touchy feely steam irons. By the time I went up to shake the person's hand, I was super grouchy. From the audience, Raf said I looked like I was going to beat someone up. Cool. (no, that's not right. very hot is more like it)

Then, we went to our home room to get our exam entry proof and prelim cert. A wonderful sense of great achievement and utter exuberance descended upon us. JC was over and done with and everyone looked quite alive and well!

Surprisingly, nobody wanted to go fly kite with Liling and I so we abandoned the idea.

In the evening, I met with LL, Xinying and Zhao for seafood dinner at Marina. Very Fun! Can take all the food you want!!! Of course, a lot of stupid things happened to us. Like excited prawns jumping in the boiling water and splashing us. Prawns should just learn how to relax you know... enjoy the warm bath and let us cook them in peace.

After dinner, we walked to the waterfront and bothered some couples. Xinying and LL's parents called them to ask them to go home and they both said they were waiting for the bus. So funny ah... standing by the river bank waiting for a bus. I wanted to help them flag down a passing boat.

During the walk, Xinying suggested playing truth or dare. Being the unbearably smart ass I am, I knew then that she had some funny business up her sleeve and that I was the target. Come on lah... why would anybody want to play dare out in a dark deserted field??!? And of course LL has no secrets and Zhao tells her everything. haha silly girl, thinking she could fool me with such a simple "ploy".

I was right of course, she did know something that she thought I didn't know and tried to get me to ask her cos she herself didn't know whether she wanted to tell me or not. Haha so amusing lah. Actually, it was quite sweet of her, caring so much about something that concerns me but which, in fact, doesn't concern me at all! Confusing? try to work it out... you can do it!

So when I reached home, I purposely SMSed her to provoke her into spitting out whatever she wanted to but also didn't want to say. I know her so well, SMS really can provoke emotional responses from her. She tried to avoid the question and asked me to go sleep but I accused her of wanting to hai4 me and sure enough I got a call from her 2 seconds later to scold me for being mean. So typical Xinying. Cares more about friendship than anything else. Awww... So I decided not to torture her anymore and I said sorry and had a nice long icy bath.
Am I a psycho? Dunno... I'm just very intuitive and sometimes find it really funny that people think I don't know stuff that I've always known. Sorry if this really mucks up your logical brain.
I was very high and it felt as if nothing could spoil my good mood for a long long long time. I was so high that I had to wake up at 4am and go sleep on the floor in my mummy's room. Actually that was because my room had no aircon cos meiemi was sick.

Had a series of werid dreams featuring xinying, liling, yingzhao, roy, lots of jumping prawns and, for some unknown reason, blue corn.

Thanks to my good luck, I made it through the prelims alive and well! But then, I guess this kind of makes it unfair cos some of my more studious classmates didn't do so well. People like me who study the night before each paper compared to those who study the week of month before. Same grade. Sometimes the latter does worse.
Why?
The age-old question: Nature or Nurture?
Another age old question: Good Brains or Good Luck?
I hope I get lucky again in the A Levels coming soon to an exam hall near me.