Prelims? Go eat shit and die.

As you can tell, I'm so loving the prelims. I love having to mug till late at night just to get some random information into my thick skull even though that information will be totally useless in the working world in future. And there's still a lot more papers to go. Blah la. Interestingly, wrote about blogging for my Chi compo. It was more of translated as "diary on the internet". Same thing la. As for every other subject so far.. eurgh. At least I finally have time to update.

Nothing going on lately. I lead a super boring life. And my stupid keyboard is acting up. Damn thing somehow selects windows which I didn't select so every few words I type, I'm cut off. It's taking too much effort. So.. random photos then. I love the solarisation effect.















Rockstar INXS is on. I love. =)

I can't dance for nuts!

Because I have horrible two left feet which I already knew about but on impulse, I still went ahead with Lati, Syid and Ren to get up on stage to embarrass ourselves in front of the whole school. Haha. =) It was fun, though. We had the logic that even if we were to be teased afterwards, it's already our last year of school and there's only a few months left so it's alright.

I was surprised when we got on the stage, Aqil stood up from the crowd and walked up as well. And so did Shairul! Aawww..

School's been lousy the past three days. Practical, practical, practical. Not confident about them at all and prelims start next week. And yet, I still procrastinate and get nothing done.

I was let on to some financial matters of the household. It really hurt to hear that my grandma was wailing over the phone because she didn't wanna take her medications because they're expensive and she doesn't want to burden my parents. She's such a sweet old lady and she was the one who took care of me till I came to Sg since both my parents were always at work. I'm very attached to her and just hearing that, I cried and I had to leave the room. Then thinking about it, I feel guilty. I never really thought about the fact that my parents sort of support my youngest aunt and grandmother and they still let me spend as I wish.

I'm supposed to meet up with my tuition teacher, Zabid and Shairul later to catch The Maid. It'd be a hell of a time because the two boys together are really a riot. But I don't feel like going.. I feel like I'd be intruding, though it's really sweet they included me as well.

Kaleidoscope

Before the show. Syid, me, Lati, Sher, Ren.


Woah. Super coincidental but we look so colour-coded! Ew. Haha.

So, the school drama night whent alright. =) I don't think people went for the plays la. They were after all mediocre. What most people went for was to dress up, look pretty and take lots of pictures! Haha. Nadiah came with Farid and she looked hot. In fact, a lot of people looked hot. Elroy was saying this year, people really bothered to dress up, compared to 2003. The best dressed female missed a step after getting her prize and the whole theatre erupted in laughter. Evil people. And the best dressed male was dressed up like Michael Jackson! So cute, right. With the exact same type of shoes as well.

During the interval..


Elroy, Lati, Sher, Nis, Ren, me, Aqil.


Lovely smiles!

The the show ended and we were outside trying to decide where to go and eat.. Syid and Shai went home. Meanwhile, what else to do but take more pictures!


Same people plus Nadiah! =)


As we were walking, this retarded girl suddenly grabbed me.


Caught the coww with Zenn so we had to steal her for a while.

Every few steps we took, we'd come a across a nice spot and one of us would go, "Eh, nice spot! Take picture, take picture!"




Netballers.

Lati, Sher, Ren, Aqil and I walked some more, still not yet able to decide where to eat. And finally, after much persuasion on Ren's part, we went to Marche at Suntec. Of course, all we had was Roesti.


Wanna-be waitress.


Pretty green eyes!

By the time we left, the doors were all locked and we had to go though the pub plus walk all the way to the MRT.





Final shot..


Sher, Aqil and I got off at Pasir Ris. And Sher did something to really convince me of the bimbotism. Hahaa. Retarded girl la, she. She insisted on taking a cab back though she lived like 5 mintues away from the MRT. So we were having a hard time getting a cab. Then when we finally saw one, it jus drove past us. Aqil and I stared at Sher. The conversation that followed went something like this..

"Eh, why didn't you take that cab?"

"Stupid driver just drove past, what.."

"Well, you're supposed to flag the cab!"

In Benglish please

I love reading Kenny Sia and he came up with a Beng-ifier that turns blogs into typical Beng/Lian ones.. It's damn funny! Haha. Try it. =)

Click.

Aargh!!

I'm extremely annoyed by Ms Lim. Stupid lousy teacher. She not only somehow manages to turn such a fun subject like Bio into a boring fucked up period that turns into a waste of time, but she's also very disorganised. I think it was quite obvious all along that from the way she goes through questions, we'd never complete going through everything. She only realises it now and expects everyone to turn up for extra lesson she wants to hold. I wouldn't have minded la, if she actually bothered to come to class to arrange it herself! If she's not there, then how are we supposed to decide on when would be a good day to have that extra lesson? Instead, she asks some classmates of mine [one who does a lousy Elvis impersonation] to do so and they can't tell us when Ms Lim is free. And the whole class can't seem to ever agree either. There's always somebody whining away. Be more flexible la, can? You don't like that day/time the lesson is arranged to be on, but you don't want to miss the lesson either, so you gotta make the rest of the class come on some other day/time which is more convenient for you? If Mrs Lim isn't willing to change tomorrow's Add Maths lesson to Friday, I'll really die tomorrow. School, Add Maths, Bio and then tuition at night again. Then, that would leave no time to study for Friday's Chem test.

Next week is already the Prelim practicals. I'm dreading Bio. Ever since Mrs Sim left last year, I haven't acquired any new information from Ms Lim. It's been self-study all the way. And her stupid tests? Are just that, stupid. All they test is whether you've got a photographic memory, not whether you understand what you've learnt. And somehow, Bio practical seems to be so much more of a theory paper. Shit la.

Damien Hirst

I went for another Mobius meeting again. This time to discuss about our proposals for the Duality exhibition. Stupid Elroy disappeared with my mediocre sketches so I had to improvise and try to put my idea across. Rui Long seems uninterested in doing this with Elroy and I, probably because the last time we teamed up, the two of them didn't really see eye to eye.

What was really interesting, however, was one of Fauzi's ideas. He talked about wanting to use resin to preserve half a flower. The other half would be left to wilt. It would then show life and death simultaneously, maybe more like death and preservation. One co-existing with another. We brainstormed on how we could carry it out if we didn't use resin. We came up with white glue because when it dries, it becomes transparent and it just so happens that the art room always has white glue easily available. Just experimenting but a flower is submerged in white glue in the art room now. Hopefully by Monday, the next meeting, it'll be dried and ready.

Apparently, Fauzi got the idea from an artist called Damien Hirst. One of his most famous works from 1991, in an exhibition titled "The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living", is this..



Such a sick yet ingenius idea. He filled a glass tank with formaldehyde, which is used for embalming to preserve a dead body, and submerged the carcass of a tiger shark in it. Impressive installation.

Another sick one is sort of worked on the theme of that nursery rhyme or something. "This little piggy went to the market.. This little piggy stayed home". So the guy cut a real piglet in half and put the two halves on display. One half, you could see the internal organs (went to the market?), the other you just see the pig (stayed at home). Clever, but gross.

Fauzi also mentioned one about where Damien Hirst used real maggots in one side of the container. The maggots were allowed to grow. But on the other side of the container, he placed a fly zapper. So you could guess what happens? Interesting way to demonstrate life and death. But the guy comes across as one who's cruel to animals doesn't he?

Well, I came home and google-d for Damien Hirst and tried to find out more about him. Though he paints really well..


"Autopsy with sliced Human Brain" - 2004

It's still morbid.

It seems his most famous works are all dead animals preserved in glass tanks of formaldehyde. Animals stuck in death.

And oh, billionairse Steve Cohen bought that tiger shark in formaldehyde for an estimated US$8 million.

But ironically, while trying to preserve the installations in formaldehyde, it seems that the carcasses are still decomposing.

Interview with Damien Hirst.

Grinning from ear to ear. =)

It's been a great day. I didn't get that big fat F I dreamt of. Haha. Am so damn relieved.

Instead, I got a B3. I'm so glad. =)

I swore I wouldn't take the paper again if I got B3 or better, but now that the results are out, I'm thinking it's such a waste. Who knows how far from that distinction I was. Back to the Chinese books. My parents are happy. Haha.

And I've got an interesting book to read. Byron, a.k.a the [supposed] kind soul [with the gay vibes] finally got around to lending me a book. Thanks!

Teenage Woes

Over the weekend, it seems I suddenly got a pimple outbreak. A hugely obvious one and lots of miniscule bright red ones sprinkled all over the forehead. Bloody hell. It's damn annoying. I feel so self conscious now! No wonder people are willing to pay thousands for plastic surgery and whatnot.

The worse thing is, I got harassed on the way back home. Not about the pimples but their existence was a definite blow to my self-esteem. Some guys thought it'd be interesting to question me endlessly. I kept my mouth shut but I was quite surprised. They tried to guess my race/nationality and asked from Chinese to Malay to Indonesian. What surprised me was that one of them guessed Nepal. Haha. I couldn't help but smile la. Cuz half the people I meet and even talk to don't even know Nepal exists.

Anyway. I had butterflies in my stomach towards the end of the school day. That awful feeling of trepidation. When we got to the hall, I almost immediately started freezing. And you know how it goes when the room's cold. Couldn't tell if I wanted to pee or not. Haha. Kind of nerve wrecking because Hanif talked for so long. Besides, the examiners looked.. unfriendly, to put it nicely.

I walked up to them. And they maintained their aura of nonchalance. Of course. What would it matter to them if I did well or not. It's not like I'm even their student or what. What was really annoying was the female invigilator. She bloody hell just sat there and was totally tuned out. She kept looking away, her eyes wandering to God knows where. There I was, racking my brains for some intelligent deductions I could come up with to impress them, and there's the invigilator, probably wishing she was anywhere but there. What's wrong with you?! I'm trying to impress you, right? At least maintain eye contact or what so I know I'm doing alright. And I was only the 3rd candidate, meaning she should've been in quite a good mood still. If that's her good mood, I'd hate to have been the last candidate.

Other than the not-at-all nice invigilator, I think everything else went quite well. Or at least as well as it could have gone. Thankfully, I didn't find myself at a loss for words and was very satisfied. =)

When I got out of the hall, Haryanto, Louise, Sean and Rui Long were waiting outside, apparently discussing how hard the oral was. Haha. They were absolutely apalled that I was happy with it and came out of the hall smiling ear to ear. Ha! But.. you never know. Blame it on bad luck but sometimes.. sometimes right.. you'll feel so happy and confident about something. But when you turn around. It just blows up in your face. For all I know, in the eyes of the invigilators, I might have sucked real bad because come to think of it, I think my facts were totally off.

Nevermind. It's over and there's nothing I can do about it. Just like how I can't do anything to change the upcoming Chi results. Tomorrow. Darn it. I'm more nervous about the results than anything else. It doesn't mean much to me, but it means a lot to my parents and granddad.

I dreamt we got back the results for the O lvl MT.

I got a big fat bright red F

National Day

No offense, but to me, it obviously doesn't mean much.

When National Day comes around, it seems suddenly everyone is proudly displaying his/her patriotism. You know how in Geog, we learn about the preservation of culture for tourism sake brings about pseudo-culture? I think to a certain extent, it applies here as well. Pseudo-patriotism. After all, it's like one of those things you do because it's the "right" thing to do. You're supposed to be patriotic, so be patriotic lor. But I shan't dwell too much here.

The school gave us souvenirs for National Day. A box of chocolates, which I don't mind. But what takes the cake? A can of baked beans. Like hello? Where is the connection here? Haha. And then come to think of it, the chocolates were also leftovers from the Racial Harmony Day Bazaar, I think. I heard someone talking about buying Guylian chocolates on that day. Ren suggested that Nabil send the baked beans to charity or something. Such a kind soul, eh.

Wait. Speaking of kind souls. The kind soul who was supposed to lend me Memoirs of a Geisha and some other book. What happened, huh?

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Dined at Fish & Co. I'd never eaten there before so I convinced Aqil to give it a try.



Aqil got quite a big portion.. But it was too well done for my taste and there wasn't enough sambal on the sambal fish.



I digress a bit here but doesn't the remains above remind you of a Pri school thing when for Science, we had to do those "I am a ...." thingies. Once, I forced my family to eat fried fish for days because I wanted to get 3 stars for getting a fish skeleton so that it'd help me get the "I am a Zoologist" badge. Haha.

Notice I didn't mention my own order? It was terrible. The Fish & Co. fish has that annoying fishy taste la. Ironic a bit. But it means they just fry the fish like that. Without additional whatever to remove that fishy taste. And I hate that. If my Mum makes fish, she'll add ginger to take away that fishy taste and her cooking is awesome. Maybe seafood is just not my thing.

We were sitting by the beach later when something caught my eye.

It was dark, and few people were around. And in the shadows, quite a distance away, was another couple. The movements of the silhouettes which indicated the gyrating of hips was quite incriminating. Hmm..

Great

Now the stupid flip flops look.. well, kinda stupid. Haha. Nevermind. It'll wear out soon enough.

Okay, time to study. I shan't procrastinate any furthur.

I am a Genius

There's a Bio test on Monday and I took home my subject textbooks. All except Bio.

Brilliant, aren't I?

Speech Day and some Retail Therapy. =)

I was pissed today. More like annoyed actually.

First off, stupid Speech Day. I made a real effort to get down there on time at bloody 8.15am, okay? Only half the class came and those of us who did come had to wait until 9am when it turns out the event was scheduled to start. 4A got seated right at the back of the hall. I couldn't see anything, which wasn't half bad cuz there was nothing to see anyway.

The 2004 batch came back to recieve their prizes. I want to be one of them next year. I want to go back to Dmn in my school blazer and recieve a certificate for achieving 7A1s. =)

Lunched with Raihanis, Rashida and Shereen. They're really a fun bunch of people la. =) Laughed lots and then later, went and tried those formal shirts which I later bought and wore.

Since the beginning of the week, I'd been planning to head down to the Marina Bay that area to catch the firworks display tonight. I thought we could go to the mall beside Marina Mandarin (Marina Square, I think. Not too sure what it's called.) and watch the firworks while getting dinner. Cuz that place has a food court with outdoor seating that overlooks the Esplanade and all. Syid and I stumbled upon it a while back after training at Kallang.

But. Great minds think alike. I was peeved to find that the food court was bloody packed. I mean I should have expected it la, since the first level was already packed when normally, it's deserted. But I had to keep my hopes up, right? Gave up looking for a place to sit immediately and thought perhaps we'd have better luck at the Esplanade theatre itself.

But. Fools seldom differ. The tunnel to the Esplanade was jam packed and the lobby was worse. We hate crowds so we left.

Bloody hell. Cannot see the fireworks. And I was so looking forward to it.

Thank goodness for retail therapy then! =) It's sheer genius to come up with something like shopping to uplift peoples' moods. So between Aqil and I, I think we spent more than 250 bucks. I haven't felt so happy shopping in a long time, which is great too, with the Prelims nearing. And I intend on shopping on either Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday as well. =)



One of my purchases. Haha. I liked the Mat appeal the moment I saw it. =)

Sec 4A, 2005

Love the class pic, though this one's blurred at some parts. Now if only that stupid Firdaus hadn't been so extra.

Conjunctivitis..

It's contagious, right?

Aqil has it. Probably because he's the only person I know who doesn't take off his contact lenses for the whole month! Crazy, right? Everyone else cleans almost every night, including yours truly. See what happens when laziness gets to you? No wonder get conjunctivitis. Tsktsk. I accompanied him to the doctor, who happens to be his granduncle. 2 days MC.

2 days? I get a stupid fever and my doctor doesn't even give me MC unless I ask.

Anyway, him getting conjunctivitis means he can't wear contacts and must either fix his spectacles or buy new ones. I like him in spectacles. He looks better. =)

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I should be studying for Physics. But I'm just too distracted.

The prelim time-table is out. I think it's quite dumb that half the papers are before the term break, and half after. It's such a stupid arrangement! I wouldn't have minded if SS and Geog were after the term break. Then, I'd be rejoicing. Stupid school. This means I can't take my guitars back from Musa. Otherwise, it'd be degradatory to my results.

Nail biting.. A little help here?

I admit, I'm a nail biter. It isn't something most people don't know about. I'm just annoyed that I can't stop biting my nails. It's an addiction.

I don't bite nails when I'm nervous or whatever, I just bite when I'm too engrossed in something. I'm a habitual biter. Conditioned reflex, if you like. Like when I read Harry Potter. My poor nails had just grown and within two days, they were reduced to almost nothing once again.

Or sometimes, the nails just feel uneven and being the perfectionist that I sometimes am, I just can't resist. It's like this stupid story I once heard. A monkey wants to share a banana with a friend. He breaks the banana in two but the pieces are uneven. To even them out, he bites the longer piece. Now the longer piece is shorter. So he bites the other piece. Now the shorter piece that became longer is again shorter than the other piece. And it just goes on, and the monkey ends up eating the banana all by himself. That's about roughly what happens when I bite my nails.

My parents and other family members have always hated this bad habit of mine. It must be hereditary. I have at least two other cousins who bite their nails too. And over the years, found friends who bite as well.

Everytime I bite my nails, my Dad smacks me. Everytime I bite my nails, Madhu tsks. Everytime I bite my nails, Aqil whacks my hand and then flicks his fingers at my fingers. You know how some people can just flick the fingers at your skin and it'll hurt. Like that la. Pain, you know?

Anyway, the problem here is I can't stop biting my nails. Even though I've tried like, a million times to stop. I remember there was once a talk in the AVT where the speaker talked about habits. "Habit". You take away the H, you're still left with "A Bit". When you take away the A, you're left with "Bit". You take away the B, you'll still have "It". Ahh. Sure explains why I haven't been able to stop.

I need to solve this problem. But the question is.. HOW?

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I got great marks for a Geog test. =) I had to mention it.. Because it's probably never gonna happen ever, ever again.

Mobius Meeting

Today, there was a Mobius meeting after like, forever.

Apparently Fauzi is having his exhibition soon, not sure when. It will be Mobius' second exhibition.. The theme is "duality". He asked us to do any type of art piece individually or in groups. Next Monday, he'll be in Dmn again and we're supposed to give him our ideas. This way, Fauzi can then find a place big enough to fit our work and of course, his own as well.

It's a flexible project. I like. Though I haven't really started brain-storming for ideas. I was thinking of doing something about emotions, or just colours. The "duality" theme needs to show in the workpiece. Elroy has already asked if we sec4s wanted to do a huge piece together. Might not be so bad. =)

And to continue our efforts to raise funds for the unknown artists, we're selling shirts! Clar, remember to take your shirts from me.



That's the design, plain and simple. I think it's the national day shirt or something. I didn't get the "I am a cub!" slogan at first. Don't think many of us did. We asked Juansa why "cub". Then Ju and Fauzi explained.. Singapore, the lion city. Therefore the use of cub. Whatever. Haha. If anyone is interested, look for any Mobius persons. $12 per tee.

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