t s u b a s a reservoir chronicle

Friday, May 26, 2006

I shall elaborate on the last Sports Day I shall ever have at Anderson :( Seeing as how it's the last ever Sports Day I'll enjoy, I simply must devote more coverage to it instead of just relegating it to a summarized paragraph.

So erm, on that day. Math seemed extra long because it was the last lesson before recess and dismissal. Audrey, Nicky and I were painting the banner until about 12.30, when we stopped, let the paint dry, and during then changed into our 3/4 class tee. Boy, we really got ripped off by the manufacturer last year. 100% cotton, my ass. You could suffocate a cat in there. Nicky said he couldn't read his name at the back of his shirt, so I squinted and it and realised I couldn't make out the letters N-I-C-K-Y at all. Instead, I made out the letters A-M-Y. It was Amy's shirt. Nicky had somehow managed to wear Amy's shirt. No wonder it seemed extra fitting.

We brought the banner to Yishun Stadium proudly. I lied to, erm, I think it was Oi Man, about how we walked all the way from AMK to Khatib, and she believed it for a good 5 minutes until I confessed. The gullible girl haha. Actually we took 72 to YCK and then the MRT to Khatib and then walked to the stadium. Layling said that while she was in the cab speeding towards the stadium, she saw this tiny, lost Sec 1 walking in the wrong direction away from the stadium. He was even holding a map!

Oh yeah, after a while we hung up the banner and snapped photos like crazy. I love messing with Amy's camera! I think if I had my own camera I would be a nuisance. I would snap pictures of virtually everything and try to make it look as if I were very professional :) It was also then that I met my fiance. He's not in very good shape, practically peeling to pieces, and I'll upload a photo for you all to see his handsome face! if Amy ever sends me any of them.

After we stopped throwing the orange dice plushie around due to annoyance of SJAB members at us, we messed about with the skipping rope. I can't skip for nuts. I sucked at skipping even in primary one, when you had to skip, like, 20 to pass PE or something, and I could only do them slowly and not like ONETWOTHREEFOURFIVE. It's always been a tong nian yin ying. So I politely declined to join in their various skipping activities because I didn't want to embarrass myself :( Before skipping we did the limbo. Asyeeqah passed under the skipping rope every single time it was lowered like the professional she is! Most of us balked after the 5th time it was lowered. I managed to get under it lah, but the thing is I got underneath it and my legs collapsed and I kind of did a split on my knees. It hurt okay!

Hmm we screamed ourselves silly for the Staff Race as usual. The Math department won first prize AS USUAL! Haha the math teachers in our school are really quite hot. They can differentiate and run winning races! Mr Lim can even play the guitar, while Mr Wong has the innate ability to be dry and sarcastic and charm the pants off us teenage girls (specifically Ain) with his dry wit! No wonder 'we' always do so well in O Levels for Math :) (when I say 'we' I mean Anderson and from there I exclude 4/4 - and from 4/4 I exclude Yanyu because she topped the level in A Math - as our Math is "chu le ming de lan", to quote Sasa) Many, many of Mr Wong's students went to cheer him on as he was running.

Oh yes, Amy, Jin Ning and I went to New York Pizza for dinner after that. Oh my God, CHEESE CHEESE CHEESE CHEESE. Drippy stretchy stringy cheese. I love cheesy pizza. Yummyy. Haven't stuffed myself with pizza in a longggggggg time. Really long time.

In Bio remedial yesterday Mrs Lim treated us to Tin Tam :) Mrs Lim is too nice to us already, she should go have kids so she can go spoil them rotten! But seeing as how she's a Bio teacher, I can see why she might be deterred from having kids... giving birth is honestly distressing. Watching it on TV is distressing, learning about it theoretically is distressing, describing it is distressing! I mean, who wants their cervix to dilate to 10 cm (TEN FREAKING CENTIMETRES! You are going to pull like a ruler out of your vagina!!) and then have an actual living baby appear from down there? Does that not make you want to run away screaming? We watched a clip of an actual childbirth and oh my God, I'm inclined to never give birth at all.

See, the vagina looked like this humongous, gaping black hole. I'm seriously. First thing that struck me was, oh my God, it's THAT big? I crossed my legs immediately. Next thing that happens, blood starts spilling out of that humongous black hole and a human head appears. Second thought I have - Oh my God, it's THAT big? By then the screaming has already commenced. Not from the video but from the class. Aqidah and Ain were absolutely traumatized! Qiddy hid her head in Maryam's shoulder and I went into shock and was screaming OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHA and the whole class was in a state of pandemonium. Mrs Lim was laughing her head off at all of us silly goons.

Oh yeah, back to the vid. See, hands grab the baby's head and start trying to EASE the poor baby out of the womb. They do this by wriggling the baby's head from right to left so violently that I thought the whole head might just detach! There was way more blood than I'd ever expected... blood was literally SPILLING over like water overflowing in a cup, it was so so so traumatizing.

Alright I'll end my description here =x Traumatizes me to even dwell too long on it.

We watched The Da Vinci Code today, none of the reviews did it justice! It was definitely not as lousy as they said. Maybe because I've read the book, so I understand what's going on. But seriously, it's not a bad movie at all. Those who don't really get the theory behind Mary Magdalene and the Holy Grail, should watch the movie. Everything is simplified for you and there are even pictures :) No harm watching just to see Ian McKellen's delightful performance as the nutty Leigh Teabing! Honestly, I liked his character so much because it injected a lot of much-needed humour and lightness into the movie, it's a shame they had to make him the bad guy. Also, Paul Bettany doesn't look deformed enough for Silas. It's just weird that Silas actually looks good in the movie. Oh oh, the clice part was digusting =x The sounds of the blades slapping into human flesh. Disturbing.

I recently watched the entire Season 1 and 4 of X-Men Evolution on Youtube.com! I'm so happy because I love X-Men Evolution :) Used to sulk if I couldn't catch it because of remedial on Saturday mornings, back in primary school. Everyone is so pretty in there, especially Cyclops, but to my pleasant surprise Wolverine looks really ugly hahaha =D Kids Central only showed up till the end of Season 3, and never continued after the cliffhanger ending! Luckily there are people who actually upload entire seasons onto Youtube.com :)

I'll go ask Amy and Jin Ning if they want to watch X3 on Monday xD

Lingga says @#%$! at 10:06 PM

Thursday, May 25, 2006

I cannot believe the nerve of The New Paper. I cannot believe the nerve of that annoying columnist who apparently felt this overpowering need to give his two cents' worth about our school and Mrs Poh, when nobody sincerely wants to know what he thinks. I cannot believe he dared to insinuate that Mrs Poh was trying to cover up for the school and hint that her integrity leaves much to be desired, after hearing a second-hand account from a reporter who was already biased in the first place. Hello, Mr Singh, what gives YOU the right to flaunt your opinions all over the place in a NATIONAL NEWSPAPER based on a one-sided account from a colleague who had already formed her own conclusions? You never seeked Mrs Poh out to hear HER side of the story. You never stopped to consider the implications your WORDS might bring to her. And to US. THE STUDENTS. You and your paper dragged the name of our school through the mud overnight. You say you're relieved Pierce Secondary School's principal had already dealt out the necessary punishments, because this is only the right thing to do and covering 'things' up will not help the parties involved? Oh my God, I totally feel for poor Mrs Poh. She wasn't even involved in the incident, she only happened to be the principal. Yet her attempts at trying to save the anonymity of the students in the clip and the name of the school earned her a, what, title of a principal with no integrity and who was trying to cover up for her students? Can you imagine what kind of DAMAGE this will bring to her rep? You had no facts, no evidence, no ocncrete proof to support the sort of stuff you wanted to INSINUATE, and yet you do it anyway in a national tabloid?

Whack and watch? Very catchy heading, and whoopee to whoever thought it up. Unfortunately it is so ridiculously absurd it can only be false. To be honest, I have not seen the vid. However, from the accounts of various people who have, the vid is apparently more comical and amusing than violent. I seriously don't think the paper had the need to call it "brutally real" or whatever phrase it was that they used. A 20 second clip of 2 boys fighting in a classroom, never mind how "real" you think it might have been, and they manage to churn out an article that claims we beat people up, film it and then gleefully settle into our computer chairs to enjoy the fruits of our labour. I am awed, and I am speechless. IT WAS A 20 SECOND CLIP OF A MOCK-FIGHT, FOR GOODNESS' SAKE. Yet The New Paper managed to blow it up into this huge, scandalous affair that hogged the headlines on the front cover. I cannot believe it, I really cannot. They just refused to believe Mrs Poh when she insisted the boys had no intentions like the ones they hint of in the headlines (Whack and watch. Like, HOW do they even come up with this?), and that it was a mock fight. The other reporter who wrote the main article also phrased her words in such a way that left no doubt that she clearly questioned the reliability of Mrs Poh's words. Like, it was the truth, what do you want?! She didn't, COULDN'T punish the boys, because obviously, they did not do anything to warrant them of a punishment! How then can you say that we would be better off punishing the parties involved and having them learn a lesson instead of trying to cover it up, when it WASN'T the case to begin with?

Alright, I know I shouldn't be bringing this up, but I really am very outraged. I know I'm not the person with the most school spirit, but it IS my school after all and how can I just allow people to defame it and malign it and ruin its reputation? Moreover, the thing I'm most angry about is how the paper DELIBERATELY manipulated the article around and quoted Mrs Poh out of context, just because scnadals sell so much better, just because for the belief that this will sell a few more copies of their lousy paper. She begged them to keep us anonymous, you know, but of course they weren't going to listen to her, not if they could earn more, they wouldn't care about how far things were from the truth just as long as they could what they wanted. Oh my God, there are so many, so many things WRONG WITH THIS INCIDENT that I could go on forever if I could, but I will not because we have to MOVE ON, and I will. (I hope I won't get sued)

I'm so sorry it's taken so long for me to update. Blogging is getting to be a chore =x It strikes me as the type of job which you'll procrastinate (and procrastinate) and eventually end up not doing, if you put it off long enough in the first place. Erm, here's a summary of the sort of social life I have. In no particular order.

1. Discover inability to study.
2. Paint class flag, which is gorgeous, with shiny gold and black paint against hot pink cloth.
3. Do not tell Mr Ang that the finishing touches on the flag were added when it was pinned against the window panes in the classroom. Because painting in the classroom is strictly forbidden. Also do not reveal that said finishing touches left a stroke of black paint on window pane.
4. Go to Sports Carnival held at Yishun Stadium and get bored out of tears, except when Jin Ning, Dev, Nicky and I started playing a volleyball-ish type of game with her orange dice plushie at the back of the stadium. The dice kept going over the railings and out of the stadium, and we would then plead with the nice NPCC/St John guys to help us pick it up and throw back into the stadium as we were not allowed out of it. We must have dropped it at least 6 times because they started an impassionate plea to stop throwing it over the railing. Also screamed self silly during the telematch, when 4/4 was so darn close to winning when 4/6 overtook and won by about 2 seconds.
5. Oh yes, found self a fiance at the stadium. This very ancient and weathered statue of a (rather old) soldier at the entrance of Yishun Stadium. Amy helped me take several photos with my beloved. When he dies I will inherit the whole of the Qing Dynasty.
6. Finish lame speech on SOCIALIZATION AND EMOTIONS, and cheer when ~~Ms Heng~~ Mrs Yeo says that the preliminaries for PESA 06 is shifted to 26 June 06, aka Youth Day.
7. Get completely grossed out by things we are currently learning in Bio (Sexual Reproduction in Mammals). Shall elaborate more tomorrow.
8. AWAIT RELEASE OF X-MEN 3: THE LAST STAND. WHICH IS TODAY!

Eh, I never thought I would miss netball yeah :( I miss it so much that I look forward to PE every lesson, because then I would finally be able to get a ball, and pass it around, and catch it, and do something like netball.

The hols are only one day away! Never mind that we're not going to relax very much. It is at least still the hols.

Lingga says @#%$! at 6:32 PM

Sunday, May 14, 2006

I am majorly stressed out. No, I am not even exaggerating. Remember in a previous entry, I mentioned how I would shed light on something as soon as I was feeling brave enough to confront the issue head on?

Well, this is as close as I can get to being brave, so shed light I will, now.

MS HENG LIED!

She said we were allowed make a short, 5 minute speech on ANYTHING under the sun, and that the impromptu section would be "more like oral conversation" and that they would "ask several questions for you to answer". I got the idea it would be a light, casual affair, and personally thought that making conversation would be alright AS LONG AS THEY ASKED "SEVERAL QUESTIONS". I happily agreed to send in an application for Singapore Plain English Speaking Award 2006 (PESA 2006). It is some sort of oratorical, speech-making competition.

THE VERY NEXT DAY, she hands me a 15-page booklet on PESA 2006 and retracts all that she'd told me yesterday, and guess what, there are TOPICS you're supposed to make your speech on. For prepared speech, there are only 2 topics.

1. SOCIALIZATION AND EMOTIONS
2. CYBERNECTICS AND OUR SOCIAL SYSTEM

Socialization? Cybernectics WHAT? You know, I typed in cybernectics into my Longman iFinger, and the word doesn't exist in that dictionary. So obviously my choice would be the first one, seeing as how I have, at least, the slightest inkling what it might all be about. The thing is, I tried searching online on that, because information is power yeah, but all I've been coming across are people's university term papers on Socialization among nurses, firefighter, how they adapt their emotions to such situations, etc, and the Sociology section of various websites. Seriously, I have no idea what this is all about. I have no clue as to how to start my speech, which has to be about 5 to 7 minutes.

This is not the worst part. Because as long as I get to prepare, I know I'll find a way to come up with SOMETHING. But for the impromptu speech section, well, I AM TERRIFIED. I AM ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED. BECAUSE I AM A LOSER AT SPONTANEOUS SPEECH MAKING.

For the impromptu speech, I get about 2 minutes in a holding room to make my speech. Right there and then. I will fumble. I know so well what will happen. I'll go on stage and make a fool of myself IN FRONT OF THE JUDGES AND THE REST OF THE CONTESTANTS (yes. They watch. While you speak). I can't stress this enough, if I don't understand the subject, don't have enough KNOWLEDGE about the subject, I have nothing to say. Honestly nothing. I'm terrified of going up there and blinking, and going Erm, erm, erm... until the red light blinks and they say I can leave the stage. Whenever I think of the stupid competition, I feel like there's a really, really bad stomachache brewing somewhere, and I get simply SICK. You see, with something in my hands, or in my head, I can pull it off. Because I know what I have to do, to just go out there and deliver. And I can plaster on the confidence and assume the posture and everything, because I KNOW what is going on. But for impromptu stuff! Impromptu stuff! I don't! I don't know if I'll run out of things to say in the next 30 seconds, or if I'll have anything to say at all. I have no time to pretend to be confident. Oh no no no, how did I land myself into this?

Now I'm kind of waiting for Kel to come online so she can offer to help. Because she did in class. Part of the reason why I took on this was because I thought SHE would be in it! I thought Ms Heng was sending in a lot of people, from what Kel briefed me after Ms heng briefed her, I thought Ms Heng was calling people from the corridors and offering them applications. Apparently she'd picked only one or two. WHY DID I AGREE TO BE PART OF THAT "ONE OR TWO"? Why did I bring my passport-size photo on Thursday when Kel told me to?! If I hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to send in my application in time, and I wouldn't be part of this, this, DREADFUL TERROR! If I had just FORGOTTEN to bring my photo, she would have rejected my application, along with Faris's, because she'd already sent them in Thursday evening.

Oh my God, I am getting a humongous headache.

Anyway, I need to get this speech ready by tomorrow, so Ms Heng can vet it. Well, it's likely she won't get anything to vet if my brain doesn't cooperate. What ARE the chances of me losing my voice on 31st May (day of preliminaries), anyway? Perhaps I could forcefully engineer such a possibility...

Ohh, I would so rather write another Commonwealth Essay. Ok, maybe not.

Lingga says @#%$! at 11:55 AM

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Just a short post today, because I just checked my gmail account and found something REALLY amusing that I just HAD to share.

See, I got this email from the organizers of the 40 Hours Writing Competition (aka career essay) informing me that, with regret, my entry had not been selected, and out of the ONE HUNDRED AND THREE entries they'd received, they had selected 20 participants to go for the Round 2 Interview.

I know, thanks to Ms Heng, who forcibly made us write one each and send it in, the combined efforts of Band 1 resulted in at least 80 entries from Anderson. So the rest of the 150+ schools in Singapore only managed at most 23 entries..? No wonder out of those 20 selected entries, 15 were from Anderson! Ms Heng must have known something like this would happen, the smart woman. Haha it's kind of like winning by default. But she also saved their asses lah. Imagine launching a national wide competition and having only 23 miserable entries. Why, they had to pick 20 to go into Round 2. How to pick! Probably no choice but to select all or something. Or announce first prize straight away.

I think it's damn funny lah :)

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:26 AM

Sunday, May 07, 2006

I know this is a little slow. I'm probably retarded. But I'm totally in love with Jonathan Bennett.

Why isn't he a leading man?! Why has he not gone all Chad Michael Murray, or something? The only major role he took on was Aaron Samuels in Mean Girls (2004). That is so long ago! Someone give this guy a starring role. I'll go to every single movie. No matter how corny or lame it is.

I realise I dig dark-haired guys with closely cropped hairdos. Oh, what wouldn't I give to see someone this good-looking on a daily basis, so I could oogle till my heart's desire.

No, seriously, why don't I know guys who look like this?

Lingga says @#%$! at 8:33 PM

Alright, I confess! I was just way too lazy to blog. No mood lah. Nothing interesting to blog about either. Oh, my birthday cake was gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. It's like a wholesome chocolate sin. The first layer is some sort of molten chocolate, followed by chocolate cream, then chocolate cream of another colour, then, er, I can't really remember what, but there's a thin chocolate wafer sanwiched between 2 layers of cake, and the whole thing just tastes lovely in your mouth :) It's from Four Leaves. Yay I love Four Leaves. Four Leaves is my very favourite bakery in the whole world!

Sports Carnival heats on Friday were lame =x We screwed Ultimate Frisbee against 4/5 depressingly, with our lack of coordination. The frisbee was on the ground about half the time because the passes were just haywire. Some 3 feet rule! Everyone was just crowding around the poor soul with the frisbee, waving their arms and trying to snatch the disk away, hence there was really no way to make a pass other than hurling the frisbee blindly into the distance. The wind ended up carrying the frisbee and dumping it outside of the court. Oh well. It was hilarious for Tug-of-War. As luck would have it, we ended up drawing 5/1. Everyone was like, aiyah no hope lah. So we just went forth and did our best. I thanked my lucky stars I wasn't in the game, instead I stood at the sides and cheered. Turned out that I didn't really have time to do any cheering because when the game commenced, it took less than 3 seconds for the terrorizing 5/1 guy at the front of HIS class to land 4/4 in the mud. James was making a stupendously valiant effort to keep from being dragged across the mark, but all was futile and there were people sitting on one another in the mud. Except for Nimi, who intelligently jumped out of the way. We should have just let go the minute the pulling started lah, and gone home the real winners because then we would have been clean and dry :)

Oh oh, I was so traumatized watching the game, because the 5/1 guy at the front, who solely landed 4/4 in the mud, had HULKING MUSCLES. When he was getting a hold of the rope you could see every single muscle in his LIMBS bulging and rippling and the sight alone instilled fear and hopelessness in every one of us. Seriously, he was a VIEW TO BEHOLD! And then when his team at won he went about flexing his muscles and letting out frightening roars, ala Syn Yeow in macho man mode. I simply could not help myself and it set me off in helpless giggles and I clutched at my stomach and almost sat on the grass! He like totally lost his mind. I'm not exaggerating here, honest, they should gym together. I didn't know there was someone else like Syn Yeow in the school!

Oh, we caught Mission Impossible 3 after that instead of X Men 3, because obviously it isn't yet released. We took taxis to J8 to make it in time for thr 4.20 showing. Anyway, it was good. Very exciting. Very loud, too. Expect frequent glass shattering, bombs being detonated, grenades being thrown and lots of bang bang bang. Tom Cruise does feaking insane stuff. Stuff 43-year-old men certainly are NOT supposed to be doing. He slides down the surface of some near-vertical building 216m high; it just looks totally crazy from the camera's point of view. And he looks amazingly young, aside from this pimple on his left cheek he's still hot. Must-watch! But sit further away from the screen because everything is too damn loud. Jia, Amy, Nicky, Dev, Jin Ning and I got 5th row seats and our field of vision just wasn't wide enough to take in the whole screen at one go =x

Oh, Maggie Q's orange Lamborghini (however you spell it) is SO SO SO APPEALING. She went "oh, but it was such a nice car." and then she had to explode it. Poor baby (the car I mean)! If I were a high-flying, wildly successful career woman I would get that :)

Jin Ning and I trawled (I know trawled isn't used in the correct context, but everytime I want to describe covering long distances in exhaustion I am inclined to type trawled! So this is what it means in Lingga-context ok) Orchard Road yesterday and we had lots of fun, and I am beginning to adore racerbacks. We met so many people in Heeren that we'd met in Far East. Clearly Orchard Road is a tremendously small place. We saw the back views of these 2 leggy girls who had perfect figures and we were speculating about how they must be models, when they turned around and we saw their faces, and HA not so gorgeous after all. Oops that was mean.

And then I went home to rescue my sister, who had been locked out of the house after she'd left to vote. She was sitting on the staircase outside in the corridor when I arrived. So I let her in, and after I bathed and changed I went out to meet Wenwen at Causeway Point. She wanted to get Deception Point by Dan Brown, but couldn't find the book. I would lend it to her but it's with another friend now. TPD 7 is actually out in Popular, you know, but the cover would so clash with my collection! Size 12 Is Not Fat is also out. Wenwen bought it for my birthday :) Anyway, we adjourned to Pastamania for dinner, and instead of repeating that embarrassing incident last year where I pronounced penne "pee-nie", I held up the pasta to the guy at the cashier instead. Creamy chicken penne. So sinful. I will have the baked rice next time :)

Today I did most of my zuo ye, but did not manage to finish summary. I was intending to conquer rate of change, but I ended up being online the whole day. Oh well.

So far I've been doing miserably in the papers I've gotten back, except for Chem. It's a tiny consolation since I think everything else seems rather bleak somehow =x I mean, I "thought" my A Math would do reasonably well. Instead, I end up passing by ONE mark. One fucking mark. It makes me wonder where the hell all the effort I've put in so far has been going. I am so disappointed because I did not mug so hard to pass by ONE fucking mark, I expected far better of myself. When Mr Wong went through the answers before he returned the papers, I got everything I'd expected to get correct correct. But that was only the beginning of the paper. As it neared the last 2 questions, the answers got increasingly foreign. One silly mistake involving a sign change cost me the whole of an 8 mark question, and I got the last question completely wrong. It's not enough that you KNOW how to do it, no, you must know how to do it CORRECTLY. I just didn't get the correct answer. So I ended up losing like 15 marks.

I know I can do better, I know it so well it makes me upset with myself for being complacent. So what if I did better than many people in Term 1? Big fat hairy deal. My dear girl, you know you can fall so much more easier than you can climb.

Urgh, depressing. I fucking hate impromptu speeches. (This is a long story, something I will explain when I am feeling braver.) It's back to school tomorrow and I will get Size 12 Is Not Fat then =D

PS at 6.46pm: I just realised I "oh-ed" about 7 times in this entry. Hahaha I just love to "oh", "oh, well", or "oh oh".

Lingga says @#%$! at 6:45 PM

Monday, May 01, 2006

Nicky is incredulous that I'm studying E Math instead of celebrating my birthday =( I told him I have a cake, and candles, but I haven't even gotten a chance to eat it. I was studying the whole day ok! (minus 2 or 3 hours for reading, and 2 or 3 hours for eating) But after Nicky told me shear, stretch and enlargement weren't tested, I said bloody chicken shit and went online. WO SHOU GOU LE! Waste my time only. Ok lah, I did study them on Friday, but at least now I don't have to re-revise right. Joy.

You know, I've never ever passed E Math Paper 1 since Sec 1? I've been failing them for 3 years. I always do better for Paper 2 because then you get to use the calculator, and you don't display as many symptoms of extreme stupidity. Hopefully I don't screw up tomorrow... although I'm once again experiencing a sense of bo-chupness T_T. Must be the holiday spirit lah.

Oh well, happy birthday Lingga, and congratulations on turning 16 just 2 days after the Napfa 5 items, so your standard is still only that of a 15 year old's =D

Lingga says @#%$! at 6:09 PM