Please don't stop the music.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Now I know what my friends think of me. Wow. Thanks a bunch, guys.
(This is sarcastic, by the way.)

Well, good news first. I failed my Chinese! I'm kind of sad but at the same time, I'm somehow liberated. It's hard to explain. Got 22/50. Can't believe I'm writing it here. Then again, I always write my marks here -.- Yesterday Wang was commenting on what she predicts people will get for 'O's and obviously I'm like one of the worst. As in, the one that's deteriorating. Anyway, whatever. I'm quite sick and tired of actually studying. I want to give myself a break. Like, have a laugh or something. Which I'm doing now everyday -.- Looking at this picture makes me laugh too. Well, might as well put up some more pictures. And most of them aren't even taken by me.

My dad's birthday cake that's made of sugar, sugar and sugar. Horribly sweet.

I shall help you to decipher what the salesperson was trying to say. "No Stock Coke Sorry" Lol.

Oops. I think YeeLing will kill me. By the way, JieJun took this picture. So you should kill him first. Lol.

Oh right. Back to blogging. Today's A Math paper practically equals another failure for me. I already counted the marks and I'm pretty sure I failed. My first failure ever for maths -.- In my entire life -.- After that was Literature which was so tiring. Rachel and I were practically crapping. Kudos to Angeline for her great work. Both of us were lost. Okay, it was only me. And I have a feeling that Joy is really worried about the state of our class. Like, how we're performing. She's always trying to find ways to perk us up or something. Weird.

Ms See didn't come. Sad. And I was really blur the whole time during PE. First, me and GuoWei reached the field and Hadley comes over and goes into the PE Room with WeiZhou. I was wondering whether we could go inside but apparently someone said we could. In the end, seven of us were inside trying to find something to play. And then these two retarded idiots found us and started scolding us. Actually, only one of them was scolding so that particular one is freaking retarded. I don't know his name but when I find out, I'm going to make some voodoo doll and write his name on it and then take all the needles I can find to poke it. Yeah. So he was scolding about RANSACKING the PE room when we were doing no such thing, and he just continued rambling idiotically. Sorry, but it's just ruining the image of PE teachers. Now I totally feel that PE teachers are a bunch of people who can't think at all. So they can't actually teach proper subjects. Sad for those who get taught by them cause they're not actual teachers. Then he said knock it down 20. Technically, it's not even proper English, and I could have pretended not to understand, but to argue would have been stupid. After that we didn't do anything else because Ms Saw couldn't be bothered either. I definitely prefer Ms See. She's much more polite.

Physics was a errr. Waste of time. Because he didn't do much and everyone was doing what they wanted to do. Lunch was uneventful. A Maths wasn't bad cause I'm okay with the topic. The only thing I can't do is Trigo, which was tested today -.- And Joel made us do some questions from Ace Learning, which were quite simple. Stayed back with JieJun for awhile and SiewKiang and Maggie were also in the classroom studying Geog. Makes me think about whether I should take Lit seriously or not. I mean, since my common tests are a gone case already, what's the point of studying for tomorrow when my total score is going to be shit, right? Plus Lit's always so tiring. Most of my energy is drained from studying about Mockingbird. I'd rather study Mockingbird by Eminem O.O

Riiiiiight.

6:34 PM

Monday, February 23, 2009

I'm reaching two hundred posts O.O Well, basically if I had my computer for last year I probably would be writing my four hundredth post now. Lol.

Last week was totally uneventful. Oh the back row had our tables all lined together and JieJun described it as like some part of the UN or something -.- Plus I went to see the doctor. So I went and I said, "I'm here to see the doctor." Then the receptionist gave me a -.- look and plainly said, "Yah." LIKE, WHATEVER. People can go to clinics for other reasons too! What if they just want to buy medicine or something? Or or. They're trying to rob the clinic! That's a completely possible situation. Plus she took such a long time searching for my card, cause I haven't been to that clinic in such a long time already. Then she commented on my full name -.- And then I was apparently told by the doctor that I'm too stressed. He gave me pills to help me sleep, which are not sleeping pills -.- Like as if that's going to make me sleep.

Had Chinese and English papers today which were killers. When I was doing the English paper, I just wanted to get it over and done with. And imagine how fast that is since I actually finished the first in class, even before Jerald. Yes, before Jerald. Amazing. Chinese was just me writing a bunch of crap and hoping that she accepts my answers. Plus, I feel that WJP is trying to gain our sympathy on her blog and in class by making herself sound like such a pitiful person -.- Or maybe she's trying to evoke some sense of guilt in us with the hope that we'll start putting in effort in Chinese. In your dreams, woman.

I don't know what Joel's doing anymore. He either goes through the homework or gives out some worksheet. Or maybe, scold people who haven't handed in maths homework (AHEM, BERNARD). It was a waste of my time! Seriously. Maths was another lesson which was total crap because it consisted of the tablet classes trying to make a fool of themselves. I prefer Malay lessons with 401-406. Sad. All we do now in Malay is just study. Well, at least JieJun's studying. I just watch him study and think about whether I should be studying or not -.-

The moment Wee came in, he chased me out of the classroom cause I had to do the stupid test, which I got stupid marks for -.- And when I came back he was giving me a little shocked expression like I wasn't supposed to be there or something. Which, technically was true since I still had extra time for the test but I couldn't stand every single person that walked past the AVA rooms staring at me like I was skipping lessons. Bloody idiots. Physics is kinda scaring me a little cause I'm feeling really insecure about how much I actually learnt. Especially since Hadley's totally mugging his ass off every single day (DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW).

Oh and. SINCE LEONG JIEJUN COMPLAINED THAT MY BLOG IS SO BORING CAUSE THERE ARE NO PICTURES AND IT'S ALL WORDS (UNLIKE WEIJIA'S), I SHALL PUT A PICTURE OF HIM AND SEE HOW HE FEELS THEN :D

There. His just desserts.

He put one foot forward, thrusting his body off the building as the wind carried him to the ground. With a thud, he landed. Finally, he was free.

7:30 PM

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HADLEY! :D

Like, yesterday. Technically, three hours ago. Everyone's so freaking old already. And yet, they're all still acting like little kids. Sad. Lol.

Anyway, I was really bored on Sunday -.- and couldn't be bothered to do homework so decided to watch Little Nyonya. Lol. And then I saw this part where the Jeanette Aw was saying about the LiuYiDao's name: "道就是道义。做生意就是讲信用，讲道义." I wonder why they want to talk about me so much. But then again I was irritated that the stupid retarded looking guy with eyes like these: O.O has to use the word 道. Seriously -.-

Oh and I was reading the newspaper on Sunday and there was an article about how Singaporeans love to add a middle name for themselves. Retarded. But there was also this woman who was complaining that her name is so long (her full name has 29 letters. Mine has 26!) that she gets irritated that she has to write the whole thing out for her exams. Then her parents made her a name stamp. Maybe I should go get one too. Lol.

Monday was absolute boredom. Sorry Hadley but your birthday was err. Boring. And the day started with Joel scolding for my hair again. Like, seriously it's short already. And then the sun/moon was orange -.- My theory is that the sun is heating and then when it gets really intense, it'll burn up the solar system, which I'm hoping will happen soon. Hopefully before O Levels. Also, certain Geography students couldn't explain the sun/moon's appearance (AHEM JIEJUN AND HADLEY). So it proves that taking Geography is like, wasting your time. Okay but Lit is still wasting more of your time.

What did we do for Social Studies! Nothing -.- Sabar came in a period late and the other period she wasted time on political cartoons. And I don't like the fact that she assumes that the funny and entertaining (wow) Adrian actually taught us anything last year. Chinese is becoming a very funny routine. She reaches exactly on time -.- and then comes in to scold/preach about handing in homework. Then finally starts teaching after having wasted maybe one period. Wonderful. History was also dreadful because Laura doesn't know what she's saying. I think she's just rambling and if you actually pay attention, the things she says are usually the opposite of what is correct.

I just realised the whole day was unproductive, because after recess was Maths which OBVIOUSLY I didn't learn anything. And the fact that JieJun is revising A Maths for no reason whatsoever is very disturbing. And irritating. Cause Commons are next week -.- Oh Malay I love Malay! Except for when she calls out the register numbers and it's the worst part of the lesson. And whatever okay I can bet I have a better pronunciation than that Malaysian JieJun. Physics after lunch was quite crappy. Basically, total crap.

2:53 AM

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Oh right.

I'm supposed to thank everyone who gave me something yesterday. Thanks guys! I'm sitting here staring at my plastic bag with all the stuff but I don't know who gave what so err just thank y'all yah?

:D

6:19 PM

Okay.

I've obviously been freaking lazy because I didn't blog for the entire week -.- So now I don't know what to blog about cause I totally forgot whatever happened. So, I shall be random and wite down important thoughts that I actually remember.

1. I hate veronica edwards. Don't ask me why, I just do.

2. I hate Commonwealth Essay. Seriously. The topics are damn stupid. But since I don't have anything to post, I shall post my essay after this. Though nobody will read it. I don't hate Miss Chng cause I kinda owe her one Commonwealth Essay from last year anyway.

3. I keep getting irritated by somebody around me. I just keep rolling my eyes again and again during lesson time because of this person. By the way, it's not Bernard, cause Bernard is just lame. Lol.

4. Oh I'm seriously starting to ~~dislike~~ hate my form teacher. JUST BECAUSE HE THINKS HADLEY IS CUTER THAN ME DOESN'T GIVE HIM AN EXCUSE TO SCOLD ME. And also, I'm actually teaching Bernard okay. His marks don't depend on me. Just so he knows, Bernard's attitude towards maths is all linked to how the teacher teaches, and for his information, he's the teacher. He should be thankful nobody actually says that straight to his face.

5. I don't understand why people have to think that I'm being emo or sad when I don't talk. Has it ever occurred to any of you that maybe my usual HAHA happy self is just a facade to blend in. Seriously.

Okay I do realise that all this is negative. On a lighter note,

1. SiewKiang's birthday was err. On tuesday! Yeah. That's one year older, and that means you have to be wiser too. Lol. So I'm expecting As for your common test yah? :D

2. Happy Valentine's Day! Erm. I don't know what else to say about this cause it isn't significant to me.

OH YES. Another thing I'm irritated by. If you're asking me for advice, and then when I actually give you some sensible ones, you don't have the right to cut me off and say that I won't understand because I haven't experienced it. In the first place, how would you know if I haven't gone through it before? Just because you chat with me like, once a month or even lesser doesn't mean that you know me very well. Because you're the one who's not bothering about what's going on with my life and I'm the one who actually cares. ~~Fuck~~.

I honestly don't know what else to write already. So I shall put my Commonwealth Essay on display. WAHAHAHAHA. Here goes:

Fidgeting uneasily on the stiff airplane seat, I gazed longingly into the clear, blue sky; its vast horizon reminding me of the long journey back home to Singapore. As I fumbled to fit comfortably into the chair, a sudden thud turned my attention to the floor. There, resting on the walkway, was my wallet and a snippet of my graduation picture. I squinted at my goofy smile and the slanted graduation cap perched on my head and smiled to myself. It was not long ago that I had graduated from junior college...

I had been aiming for the International Studies Scholarship, a scholarship that offered to fund your University education at an overseas University - it had always been my lifelong dream to study psychology at Harvard University. I sat in my chair, nervously awaiting the announcement of this year’s scholarship winner.

“This year, we are awarding the International Studies Scholarship to...” the mellow voice of the announcer reverberated throughout the hall, “Daniel Chee!” A thunderous applause erupted as congratulatory faces turned to face me. For a moment, I glared at the announcer with my mouth gaped open wide, attempting to process the information thrust at me in such a short instance.

“I – I won?” my thoughts spilled out of my mind. “Seriously, I won?”

“Yes, you did, silly!” Jacob, my best friend, tried to jerk me back to reality, “Now, get up on stage quickly before they decide to revoke your scholarship!” He nudged me and dragged me out of my seat. I stumbled through the row of seats before me, shuffling my feet as fast as I could across the floor. The announcer looked as if she was at the end of her tether, but I ignored that irritated face and continued my slow ascent onto the stage. With every step I took, my feet felt heavier. Beads of perspiration fell from my face as the mounting anxiousness began to take its toll on me.

“This is it,” I muttered to myself, “Shoulders up, chest out, look straight, look confident, smile.” I chanted my personal mantra silently in my head as I performed the actions simultaneously. Smiling widely, I trudged up the steps to the stage. Someone cleared her throat loudly, and I glanced up to see the announcer with her arms akimbo and her lips pursed tightly. Her eyes were like daggers, glaring straight into mine. I swiftly tilted my head away abashedly, my face turning beetroot red at the announcer’s continuous glare. I continued moving at a snail’s pace up the stairs, but when I reached the final step, my foot caught the end of my robe and I fell with a loud thud.

I shut my eyes tight and brought my hand to my nose, rubbing the part that had come into direct contact with the floor. Dusting my robe, I lifted myself off the ground, anticipating the school to burst into laughter. To my surprise, there were people who honestly looked concerned, and even the announcer (who I was beginning to get annoyed at), showed a little sympathy on her face. I noticed the two most prominent faces in the audience – my parents’.

Both of them had slight smiles on their faces, and my mother pointed at the podium where the announcer stood, motioning for me to carry on. I grinned at them, touched at the fact that they were encouraging me to go on. Mustering up whatever courage I had left, I strode across the length of the hall to the podium.

“Th – thank you,” I stuttered. Think, Daniel, think, I thought to myself. “Thank you for giving me this opportunity to study overseas. I assure all of you that I will do my best!” I spoke, this time in a louder voice. My mother’s eyes were moist and even my father was beginning to show signs of tears. Yet again, the entire school clapped appreciatively as I beamed at them, nodding my head to acknowledge their congratulations. In the split of a second, a brilliant flash blinded me as the school photographer took a picture.

I held the photograph tightly in my hand, silently laughing at the sight of me basking in the glory of all the attention I was getting. Staring fixedly out the window again, the same blue sky faced me. It had been hours since I last looked out the window, and yet I still had not reached Singapore.

“Ding dong,” the sound of the intercom rang, “Dear passengers, we will be arriving in Singapore in approximately thirty minutes. Please fasten your seatbelt as we begin to descend.” I realised I had not bothered to look down, and when I did, I noticed the familiar city skyline of Singapore beneath the sky. The thoughts in my mind started to race as I wondered who would be waiting for me at the Arrival Hall.

Would it be my mother? She was always the one I turned to for emotional support, and she never failed to fulfil her duties as a loving mother. Or would it be my father? He was a strict, disciplined military officer who taught my sister and I important life values. Under his guidance, we had grown to be the epitome of perfection. Or perhaps, my sister would actually be there. She knew when to have fun, when to be serious in her work, and of course it helped that there would be someone standing on my side whenever I got into an argument with my father. She was often the voice of reason to my father’s stern teachings.

The moment the doors opened, I dashed in the direction of the conveyor belt, not forgetting to thank the friendly air stewardesses on the airplane. As I waited for the luggage to move out, I kept stealing glances at the glass doors, hoping to spot a familiar face among the sea of excited people.

“Finally,” I groaned as I recognised that boxy, black luggage strewn across the belt. I hoisted the luggage with both hands onto my shoulder and lugged it across the hall, frantically looking out for any of my family members. At first, my hopes were beginning to get crushed as I cancelled out every other alien face that I saw, only narrowing my chances down to a corner at the far end of the Arrival Hall.

That was when I saw them. My sister smiled wryly at me, and my father, always a picture of serenity, nodded politely. My mother smiled broadly, her arms reaching out wide, beckoning me to go forward. I dropped my luggage on the spot and sprinted towards them, zigzagging through the crowd of reunited friends and my families. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I inched closer to them, longing for the feeling of being in a family again. I noticed that my mother looked somewhat surprised, and I understood her expression. To her, I looked like an independent, confident young man, a far cry from the gawky boy with long, ungainly legs; in other words, I no longer looked like her little boy.

When I finally reached them, my eyes could not hold the tears any longer and they flowed out continuously as I pulled my family into a tight bear hug.

“Mum, Dad, Sis, I’m home,” I choked through the tears. My long journey back home was definitely worth this.

5:09 PM

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Dum Dee Dum.

My sore throat never goes away. Sad.

Friday was boring. The first thing I had was like Chinese test. Which is horribly stupid. I was kinda laughing at her asking us to put our tables at one table's length apart. Or rather, confused. Hmm. And she went around trying to read people's zao ju and commenting out loud -.- I realise chinese teachers are the worst. Though she's okay as a person but as a teacher. Blah. All chinese teachers are blah. I can't imagine any of them having a social life. Which is why seeing ahem at Cineleisure on Christmas is both suprising and disturbing. Right.

Maths was, as usual, very dumb. Especially since we're learning primary school topics now. And Bernard seriously still isn't doing his A Maths 3 which was due god knows how long ago. Seriously. English was just a waste of time. Spelling -.- Also, I was reminded of Commonwealth Essay. Okay seriously I won't win so she doesn't need to waste time on me. I already joined in Sec 2 and didn't get anything -.- So what's the point. I'm sick of eating cheeseburgers for breakfast. It's a really boring meal. Lol.

Friday is the worst day of all. Just look at the timetable. After recess is double science. Then we have Lit. The worst. Chemistry wasn't very productive. She was upset at a situation which always happens with our class. Maybe she just had enough of it. And then the clueless her was basically clueless -.- And being herself. I don't get why people laugh at her. I find her ridiculously dumb. Okay maybe I'm being a little harsh but still, dumb. And I wasn't really listening to the smart her (sorry!) so I asked her a question about explaining in terms of electrons and she clarified it and even said to the class that I asked a good question -.- At least she didn't notice that I wasn't paying attention at all. Because Bernard is a very evil person who makes people talk to him. Lol. But then again, Bernard's very useful in Physics cause I've completely given up on him. Seriously. I don't get why anyone would want to listen to him teach. And he just continues rambling on except for times when his menopause kicks in. Then we get scolded for apparently not appreciating his effort in teaching us. Where is the bottle when you need her? Sad. The funniest part was when JieJun walked out of the class even when he was hinting at the Bio students' apparent disrespect for him. I wanted to clap then.

Lunch. I think nothing interesting happened. Though, for once, the girls were with us at lunch. Which never happens. Oh yes. The 'condemned' books. I still find them funny. And the way they are presented, I'd think it was some sort of dustbin. Which is actually true since they're books to be thrown away. Literature was, saddening. And boring. As usual. Each time I get to the lesson I think about dropping it. Then I can maybe concentrate on getting an A1 for Combined Humanities. Which I'm not getting like even an A in, by the way. The question was stupid -.- Stupid because it's only for smart Lit people like Jerald who somehow seem to be able to ramble on and on stupidly. Yes, Jerald, I'm actually commenting you. Though it doesn't sound like much of a comment. Oh well, I tried.

After school was library -.- Probably the most boring part of my day. Seriously. I don't understand how it can be considered a CCA. Especially when they don't have much things to do. And the Sec fours just sit around a table gossiping while the chairman and vice-chairman and a few people do the work while gossiping too. And some people just sit and stare -.- I wanted to do my maths homework but decided it would be rude. Guo Wei barely said much throughout the whole thing. But then again, he's Guo Wei. There was much talk about teachers (the woman with no social life, who's 35 and still apparently single and who gives us so much English homework) (the man who's somewhat gay, arrogant, much of a perfectionist and an English teacher -.-) (oh and parry, which was quite random). The highlight of library where I actually did something was when Guo Wei and I walked to the staff room to get art materials from her and walked back to the library to hand it to them. Right.

I went down to the canteen and JieJun was holding this very suspicious book which I know looks like his diary -.- Like, honestly -.- Anyway so I sat a table away to give him and his wives PRIVACY. Took out my newspapers because I actually wanted to read them but got distracted by my phone. The games Hadley sent to me. Like grey's anatomy. It's just like the show -.- They even start from where Meredith is sleeping with Derek. Lol. And at season five (which is now), I think they're getting married or something. Then the Inno people came and then left again because the rest of the club went home. All because the sec fours all left to buy food and SLACK. So the juniors all apparently very cleverly thought they were dismissed. Good for you! Oh yes, it was raining -.- Which is very rare now because the weather is always stuck between extremely warm or very dark clouds but without rain. Stupid. (It's also weird that I'm listening to Thunder now. As in, the Boys Like Girls song Thunder. LOL) Oh sorry ChinChye cause he's always asking me to go eat dinner but he always asks on days when I have no money.

I finally went to get my IC! Or rather, finally remembered. Actually I was reminded by JieJun. But never mind because we saw Jeanice's IC there and her birthday is three months before mine. And very funnily, we also got the photos the same day. I can show you both the photos without even showing a picture. -.- That's it. My face. And it actually is like that okay. Except the one on the IC is shorter hair. And I'm darker there. So now I need to get tanner. So that the phrase "black face" can be used more literally on me.

Was talking to Siew Kiang and she mentioned her birthday and -.- fine she's getting a present. Lol I sound reluctant but I'm not lah okay. Crap that's my first Singlish word. I keep telling JieJun that I shall try to speak proper English and I think he's irritated everytime I say that because I never actually do what I say. Sad.

4:59 AM

Thursday, February 5, 2009

FINALLY.

It's been an entire year without the computer. Sad. It hasn't made much of a difference though. I still had a life without internet. YES, I DID.

I have tons of things to do. Basically the first thing's that I've got to get myself a planner so that I actually know what's going on during lesson time. Also to remind myself of homework which I never do. Speaking of which, I'm supposed to be posting Lit now. Instead of blogging.

It's official. Or at least almost official. I'm joining Library. OH yeah I have to get a parent's letter. And it's one am now. Right.

ANYWAY. Today was boring. I spent the whole day doing homework and thinking about what other homework I have to do. Of course, not counting the times talking to Bernard. And err. Daydreaming. I think I daydream. Bernard seriously needs to do his homework. Seriously. Oh Wang Jian Ping's blog. I have to figure out how to change the language first. LEONG WEI QI has been using Windows Vista for a long time already and she still doesn't know how to change the language. AHEM. Why do teachers like to create blogs? More importantly, why do we have to do homework in a blog? It's not as if it'll make us look very modern or futuristic or whatever. And it's not like such a helpful way of learning. We still have to take note of language and we have to write formally. Like homework but on the internet. Stupid.

I need to bowl. I was reading some of my old posts and wondering about the fact that I was able to bowl seventeen games in ONE week yet now I bowl maybe once in three months. Or something like that. Also, I'm irritated by the fact that everyone's studying. Revising. I can't take it. I don't know why but I haven't found the most suitable way for me to study. Which is important since this is O Level year and everyone's making such a big fuss over it.

I just noticed how much I miss blogging. Random blogging.

1:08 AM

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

HELLO WORLD.
I'M BACK.

9:17 PM