Sunday, August 27, 2006
10:23 PM
ode to pluto
ode to pluto
Everything that we've known since young, everything familiar to us, is disappearing.
I'm not just talking about pluto, (not that he isn't important) of course!
And then, I suddenly remember my still unsurpassed pluto joke - at one point in time, I would tell it to everyone and anyone I saw on the street. I tell you, it was I who made this joke famous!
Why did Mickey Mouse go to space?
Ans: To search for Pluto!
Never underestimate the juniors! :D
On another note, if you read today's zaobao, there's an article in the main section - research has shown that tall people are smarter and will earn more! On average, anyone above 4 feet will earn 10% more (or sth like that), and perhaps (but I can't really remember) it increases proportionately to your height.
Hee! Finally an advantage other than being able to reach into the inner (or upper) depths of the library shelves, or being the oh-so-honourable one called upon to pull down OHP screens!
I'm not just talking about pluto, (not that he isn't important) of course!
And then, I suddenly remember my still unsurpassed pluto joke - at one point in time, I would tell it to everyone and anyone I saw on the street. I tell you, it was I who made this joke famous!
Why did Mickey Mouse go to space?
Ans: To search for Pluto!
Never underestimate the juniors! :D
On another note, if you read today's zaobao, there's an article in the main section - research has shown that tall people are smarter and will earn more! On average, anyone above 4 feet will earn 10% more (or sth like that), and perhaps (but I can't really remember) it increases proportionately to your height.
Hee! Finally an advantage other than being able to reach into the inner (or upper) depths of the library shelves, or being the oh-so-honourable one called upon to pull down OHP screens!
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4:50 PM
haTHMAnds!
haTHMAnds!
I now have, beside me, a stack of rough paper as thick as my thumb, scribbled front back side upside down twice over all in f(x)s and dee axes and whys and powers and,
oh my finger really hurts!
when I write too much a little plateau forms on the index finger of my right hand - because of the way I hold my pen, I suppose. It's been appearing for so many years, but it still never fails to fascinate me! Imagine a curve of deex/deey of positive 2 rising gradually to a maximum point of pokey skin 7/10 across the domain and sliding to a point of inflexion, all on your finger! Perhaps they should confiscate my finger during math SA - for all you know, it's just the answer the challenge question is looking for.
Meanwhile, my nail tries hard to follow the undulations of the flesh. (See, I told you, it's not because I can't cut in straight lines!)
You must wonder why there aren't dents in my pen, seeing how hard I grip them. :/
But really, I have so many bruises in the queerest spots all over my right hand! There's the part between my thumb and index finger - loose skin that stretches taut when you reach out, like the webs between ducks' toes, there's my plateau-ed index finger, there's the bulbous fourth finger (I have to get larger rings just to get it over that bump by my nail!) and the sore pinky!
Haha bulbous sounds like an onion, and purple like a radish; I have a farm growing on my right hand!
There are pianists' hands, rickshaw pullers' hands, homemakers' hands, construction workers' hands, baby's hands. Is there space for a writer's hands?
oh my finger really hurts!
when I write too much a little plateau forms on the index finger of my right hand - because of the way I hold my pen, I suppose. It's been appearing for so many years, but it still never fails to fascinate me! Imagine a curve of deex/deey of positive 2 rising gradually to a maximum point of pokey skin 7/10 across the domain and sliding to a point of inflexion, all on your finger! Perhaps they should confiscate my finger during math SA - for all you know, it's just the answer the challenge question is looking for.
Meanwhile, my nail tries hard to follow the undulations of the flesh. (See, I told you, it's not because I can't cut in straight lines!)
You must wonder why there aren't dents in my pen, seeing how hard I grip them. :/
But really, I have so many bruises in the queerest spots all over my right hand! There's the part between my thumb and index finger - loose skin that stretches taut when you reach out, like the webs between ducks' toes, there's my plateau-ed index finger, there's the bulbous fourth finger (I have to get larger rings just to get it over that bump by my nail!) and the sore pinky!
Haha bulbous sounds like an onion, and purple like a radish; I have a farm growing on my right hand!
There are pianists' hands, rickshaw pullers' hands, homemakers' hands, construction workers' hands, baby's hands. Is there space for a writer's hands?
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Saturday, August 26, 2006
10:12 PM
eeeeks!
eeeeks!
... I'll never get my math done at this rate. :(
SIX DOWN four more to go!
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10:07 PM
the fool.
the fool.
You're right - I think I should stop thinking that I'm infallible, that I'm the one wrongly accused.
I'm human; I'm young; I err; I'm like a sandcastle!
Perhaps that's what everyone's been trying to tell me so far - that the problem lies with me, sometimes. Well, I've realised (finally!) that, you're right!
I don't think she'll ever read this though, not after the last incident. :/
But I just wanted to say, even though perhaps our personalities don't really click (I still think they don't, not really :/) but I think I see (finally!) that there are lots of reasons behind what you've done.
And there's so much that you've done for us, all three of us. (:
But there are still some things that I can't accept and I hope you'd understand too!
I'm sorry for being so hot-headed and emotional never listening and spouting words without thinking and being so immature and all!
It's a bridge that we have to build and it may take some effort and courage and admittance but if we both reach our fingers out it will definitely touch, no matter how far the distance is! (this makes me sound silly oh dear!)
I have taken too many things for granted - I will not take YOU for granted!
I haven't said it for so many years (and I think I'll still feel awkward saying it before you) but I LOVE YOU, I really really really do!
I think I've learnt a lot of things recently ( but none of it is about higher derivatives and how to draw flawless graphs :( ) - funny thing is, it's never direct - someone else has to teach me something about someone.
When the waves come, frothy and salty, they recede and leave nothing but scattered patterns of sand in the - well, more sand - I'm still left, desperately convincing myself that I'm that grand castle that once stood so tall.
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I'm human; I'm young; I err; I'm like a sandcastle!
Perhaps that's what everyone's been trying to tell me so far - that the problem lies with me, sometimes. Well, I've realised (finally!) that, you're right!
I don't think she'll ever read this though, not after the last incident. :/
But I just wanted to say, even though perhaps our personalities don't really click (I still think they don't, not really :/) but I think I see (finally!) that there are lots of reasons behind what you've done.
And there's so much that you've done for us, all three of us. (:
But there are still some things that I can't accept and I hope you'd understand too!
I'm sorry for being so hot-headed and emotional never listening and spouting words without thinking and being so immature and all!
It's a bridge that we have to build and it may take some effort and courage and admittance but if we both reach our fingers out it will definitely touch, no matter how far the distance is! (this makes me sound silly oh dear!)
I have taken too many things for granted - I will not take YOU for granted!
I haven't said it for so many years (and I think I'll still feel awkward saying it before you) but I LOVE YOU, I really really really do!
I think I've learnt a lot of things recently ( but none of it is about higher derivatives and how to draw flawless graphs :( ) - funny thing is, it's never direct - someone else has to teach me something about someone.
When the waves come, frothy and salty, they recede and leave nothing but scattered patterns of sand in the - well, more sand - I'm still left, desperately convincing myself that I'm that grand castle that once stood so tall.
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Friday, August 25, 2006
10:00 PM
I AM HERE TO BLOG.
I AM HERE TO BLOG.
hello i am here to blog!
i am feeling a little dazed from the exams
or maybe it's because
today i slept four hours, no,
four plus four equals eight hours
for a third of a day.
(the equal sign =
reminds me of
you tiao two fried,
wheat,
sticks.)
oh dear
i've been sleeping for
a third of my life?
haha eight hours
like seven eight nine
like seven ate nine
like ate hours
physics ATE my hours!
hahahahaha,
i laughed.
silly!
physics paper was easy
enough to fail
i am worried!
not because it was hard, but
because it was easy.
silly!
i am sorry
i am not trying to write a
modern poem
or trying to
break
the convention
i am just a little
drained
like rain disappearing into
roadside longkangs,
really la!
i just don't want to
think.
do you think, (think!)
is it the exams
or is it because of the
eight (ate?)
hours?
my mind has been reduced to scary simplicity; the whole of today i've been thinking in imperatives, it's really a wonder i can still speak in coherent sentences! TUMMY GRUMBLES. BRAIN SAYS HUNGRY. EAT. EYES CLOSE. BRAIN SAYS TIRED. SLEEP. EAR ITCHY. BRAIN SAYS ITCHY. SCRATCH.
do you think i will get marked down for using inaccurate grammar and abusing my capitals in my phsyics paper? :/
see what exams do to you! and only four days at that :/ can you imagine i would be reduced to if i had to take the Os - DAYS AND DAYS on end sounding perfectly like the part of a gibbon!
eh. that's about all for today.
oh yes! and hee hee, DIMSUM IS YUMMY!
i am feeling a little dazed from the exams
or maybe it's because
today i slept four hours, no,
four plus four equals eight hours
for a third of a day.
(the equal sign =
reminds me of
you tiao two fried,
wheat,
sticks.)
oh dear
i've been sleeping for
a third of my life?
haha eight hours
like seven eight nine
like seven ate nine
like ate hours
physics ATE my hours!
hahahahaha,
i laughed.
silly!
physics paper was easy
enough to fail
i am worried!
not because it was hard, but
because it was easy.
silly!
i am sorry
i am not trying to write a
modern poem
or trying to
break
the convention
i am just a little
drained
like rain disappearing into
roadside longkangs,
really la!
i just don't want to
think.
do you think, (think!)
is it the exams
or is it because of the
eight (ate?)
hours?
my mind has been reduced to scary simplicity; the whole of today i've been thinking in imperatives, it's really a wonder i can still speak in coherent sentences! TUMMY GRUMBLES. BRAIN SAYS HUNGRY. EAT. EYES CLOSE. BRAIN SAYS TIRED. SLEEP. EAR ITCHY. BRAIN SAYS ITCHY. SCRATCH.
do you think i will get marked down for using inaccurate grammar and abusing my capitals in my phsyics paper? :/
see what exams do to you! and only four days at that :/ can you imagine i would be reduced to if i had to take the Os - DAYS AND DAYS on end sounding perfectly like the part of a gibbon!
eh. that's about all for today.
oh yes! and hee hee, DIMSUM IS YUMMY!
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
8:23 PM
green-faced!
green-faced!
Why do you torture me by spewing everything I ever wanted (since I was primary three and learnt to string sentences together) in brutal photographs across the net? Slashing me with torment so bad I am not so much unfocused as repelled (pun not intended) from my copius electromagnetism notes.
Ahhhhh; this is a personal attack! (or so I wished)
Jealousy is the murderer of (wo)man (and her grades).
(Focus, yuhui, focus! -I plead desperately)
I WANT!
Ahhhhh; this is a personal attack! (or so I wished)
Jealousy is the murderer of (wo)man (and her grades).
(Focus, yuhui, focus! -I plead desperately)
I WANT!
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Saturday, August 19, 2006
9:33 PM
WOWWWW!
WOWWWW!
Today was a day when I really understood what the meaning of a limitless sky, or, (apologies to my chinese teachers!) one mountain is higher than the other.
As one prize winner after the next went up the stage, I felt increasingly miniscule and insignificant, really! I've always been feeling special in my little circle of friends (because I suppose we all choose communities we feel special in) but maybe it's only because I know so few people, everyone's special to everyone! And then you look at the people going up again and again to shake hands, receive prizes (that get bigger and bigger) and you really wonder, what is it that makes you seem any more special than the man walking in the street?
(Being able to wear no. 1, receiving curious stares and having people clamouring to take your photo, maybe! xD)
I suppose it's a RGS girl thing - to want to be better than the layman. And now I realise how true it is, when numerous guest speakers come to our school to say, "how honoured I am to be here amongst the most sterling girls in the nation".
I will miss RGS, actually! It took me 4 years to realise that I've been taking everything for granted - the school environment, the people around me, the sheer briliance of everything. And how privilleged all of us are to just be in this school.
I used to think only RGSNCC was special (and muttered things about the school under my breath because we always thought they hated us x) ) but now I realise, everyone has a different experience to speak of, and no one's is better than anyone else's!
We have all really come a long way!
And it's time I stopped living my own life and opening my eyes to see, how big the world really is!
Kudos to all those people who seem so ordinary, mild and pleasant in school and then going out there into the world to carve your name into the sky, that everyone shares.
All of you awe me, really! Of course, the best thing that came out of today was, (besides the food - YUMMY CHOCOLATE DOUGHNUTS) I now feel so inspired to work hard for my EOIs YAY! :D
As one prize winner after the next went up the stage, I felt increasingly miniscule and insignificant, really! I've always been feeling special in my little circle of friends (because I suppose we all choose communities we feel special in) but maybe it's only because I know so few people, everyone's special to everyone! And then you look at the people going up again and again to shake hands, receive prizes (that get bigger and bigger) and you really wonder, what is it that makes you seem any more special than the man walking in the street?
(Being able to wear no. 1, receiving curious stares and having people clamouring to take your photo, maybe! xD)
I suppose it's a RGS girl thing - to want to be better than the layman. And now I realise how true it is, when numerous guest speakers come to our school to say, "how honoured I am to be here amongst the most sterling girls in the nation".
I will miss RGS, actually! It took me 4 years to realise that I've been taking everything for granted - the school environment, the people around me, the sheer briliance of everything. And how privilleged all of us are to just be in this school.
I used to think only RGSNCC was special (and muttered things about the school under my breath because we always thought they hated us x) ) but now I realise, everyone has a different experience to speak of, and no one's is better than anyone else's!
We have all really come a long way!
And it's time I stopped living my own life and opening my eyes to see, how big the world really is!
Kudos to all those people who seem so ordinary, mild and pleasant in school and then going out there into the world to carve your name into the sky, that everyone shares.
All of you awe me, really! Of course, the best thing that came out of today was, (besides the food - YUMMY CHOCOLATE DOUGHNUTS) I now feel so inspired to work hard for my EOIs YAY! :D
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Monday, August 14, 2006
8:03 PM
i-get-to-be-special-because day! :D
i-get-to-be-special-because day! :D
note: here's a brainless post for you yi-jun! xD
Today is a SPECIALSPECIAL DAY because, just because! Please do prepare yourself for a torrent of happy, rambling -well, rambles (is there such a word? xD) !
First, I woke in the morning to find my phone overflowing with little virtual envelopes - NEW MESSAGES THAT MADE ME SMILE so much that I broke into inexplicable silly grins while trying to pin my hair in the car; daddy thought I had fallen in love - radiant, smiling secretly to myself, being such a klutz (more than usual, so he claims) but NO (I can count the number of boys I know off my fingers, thank you very much) it's only because,
IT'S THE FOURTEENTH OF AUGUST! :D
Second, our partas surprised us in the hall gallery (where they pump :/) with candles and bears and black boxes (and icing and a super long marshmallow for me)! :)
I'd always wanted to do that close-your-eyes-take-my-hand thing and we finally got to do it today YAY! Partas are super sweet just like the icing they gave haha! xD
Third, my IDOLS (and fellow no.2 fan) SANG ME A BIRTHDAY SONG AHHH and I got to eat a huge QUARTER of a yummy yummy mango cake! (Jolyn I didn't eat that many pieces of mango cake that day, just one more cube than you! xP) I LOVE ALL OF YOU muchly I'm sure you know it! :D
Fourth, I got lots of random wishes from randomnest people, and I was quite really bursting inside, just because they remembered! :D YOU ALL MADE MY DAY THANK YOU MUCHLY MUACKS hahaha! Though I may sound quite collected and calm over MSN or through smsing or sth, I was actually grinning incontrollably to myself on the other end x)
Fifth, I musn't forget the people who wished me pre-fourteenth! To my lovely birthday promoter, Nerry - YOU ROCK! :D To les 27, MERCI BCP, BISOUS A TOUS! To rach and tom, love you! :) You were the first people who started me on the silly grinning spree!
All in all, THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO MADE 14/8/2006 SUCH A WONDERFUL DAY :D !!!!!!! -grins silli-ly
Thank you to all of you for making me smile :) esp platmates and 2A2B and DEBY and everyone! :D Haha though the world didn't erupt in confetti and celebration and birthday wishes didn't fall from the sky, it still felt like such a blessed birthday.
Like dong ms hk said, sixteen is the age!
Not really sure what it means, actually, but it sounds appropriate! (:
MEANWHILE,
There were people telling me to treasure my last hour of being fifteen, telling me to treasure my first hour of being sixteen, telling me to treasure my youth, telling me to treasure my happiness - treasure anything and everything!
After all, there is only ONE fourteenth of august every year, and only ONE fourteenth of august two thousand and six! Being sappy as I am I shall tell you to, then, treasure every day in your life because it only happens that one time! BUT of course, the fourteenth of august is still the MOST SPECIAL of every special day. (:
HOPE EVERYONE BORN TODAY HAS A WONDERFUL WONDERFUL BIRTHDAYYYYY!!! :D
Today is a SPECIALSPECIAL DAY because, just because! Please do prepare yourself for a torrent of happy, rambling -well, rambles (is there such a word? xD) !
First, I woke in the morning to find my phone overflowing with little virtual envelopes - NEW MESSAGES THAT MADE ME SMILE so much that I broke into inexplicable silly grins while trying to pin my hair in the car; daddy thought I had fallen in love - radiant, smiling secretly to myself, being such a klutz (more than usual, so he claims) but NO (I can count the number of boys I know off my fingers, thank you very much) it's only because,
IT'S THE FOURTEENTH OF AUGUST! :D
Second, our partas surprised us in the hall gallery (where they pump :/) with candles and bears and black boxes (and icing and a super long marshmallow for me)! :)
I'd always wanted to do that close-your-eyes-take-my-hand thing and we finally got to do it today YAY! Partas are super sweet just like the icing they gave haha! xD
Third, my IDOLS (and fellow no.2 fan) SANG ME A BIRTHDAY SONG AHHH and I got to eat a huge QUARTER of a yummy yummy mango cake! (Jolyn I didn't eat that many pieces of mango cake that day, just one more cube than you! xP) I LOVE ALL OF YOU muchly I'm sure you know it! :D
Fourth, I got lots of random wishes from randomnest people, and I was quite really bursting inside, just because they remembered! :D YOU ALL MADE MY DAY THANK YOU MUCHLY MUACKS hahaha! Though I may sound quite collected and calm over MSN or through smsing or sth, I was actually grinning incontrollably to myself on the other end x)
Fifth, I musn't forget the people who wished me pre-fourteenth! To my lovely birthday promoter, Nerry - YOU ROCK! :D To les 27, MERCI BCP, BISOUS A TOUS! To rach and tom, love you! :) You were the first people who started me on the silly grinning spree!
All in all, THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO MADE 14/8/2006 SUCH A WONDERFUL DAY :D !!!!!!! -grins silli-ly
Thank you to all of you for making me smile :) esp platmates and 2A2B and DEBY and everyone! :D Haha though the world didn't erupt in confetti and celebration and birthday wishes didn't fall from the sky, it still felt like such a blessed birthday.
Like dong ms hk said, sixteen is the age!
Not really sure what it means, actually, but it sounds appropriate! (:
MEANWHILE,
There were people telling me to treasure my last hour of being fifteen, telling me to treasure my first hour of being sixteen, telling me to treasure my youth, telling me to treasure my happiness - treasure anything and everything!
After all, there is only ONE fourteenth of august every year, and only ONE fourteenth of august two thousand and six! Being sappy as I am I shall tell you to, then, treasure every day in your life because it only happens that one time! BUT of course, the fourteenth of august is still the MOST SPECIAL of every special day. (:
HOPE EVERYONE BORN TODAY HAS A WONDERFUL WONDERFUL BIRTHDAYYYYY!!! :D
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Saturday, August 12, 2006
8:30 PM
up? or down?
up? or down?
Why do I go out of my way to to be less guillible, to learn faster, to gain more exposure, to be more worldy, to grow up? When in the end everyone has to grow up, and so many struggle against the quicksand of age? It's funny really, that while everyone's eagerly making decisions to prepare themselves for the future, they neglect what they have, just being young.
And just like every other time, we only realise what we have missed when the show has moved on and we can no longer rewind.
I can think of no other word to descibe entering the flow of growing up than, swallow.
Why is it, that when you grow up, you lose so many endearing qualities - innocence, trust, faith, simple love - but still people choose to trust adults? Adults who cheat, who lie, who hide black hearts - once blank canvas paper, stained and dog-eared.
I'm being as incoherent as ever but -
sometimes I really wonder if I'm just being really selfish - because whether it's because of scholarship opportunities, or to make me learn to stop STOP! taking things for granted - it's all about me. But then again I shouldn't kid myself that I make such a big difference in people's lives, should I?
I've never been this confused before - so much that it carries on till after the decision has been made!
I really hate being fickle-minded you know! :(
And just like every other time, we only realise what we have missed when the show has moved on and we can no longer rewind.
I can think of no other word to descibe entering the flow of growing up than, swallow.
Why is it, that when you grow up, you lose so many endearing qualities - innocence, trust, faith, simple love - but still people choose to trust adults? Adults who cheat, who lie, who hide black hearts - once blank canvas paper, stained and dog-eared.
I'm being as incoherent as ever but -
sometimes I really wonder if I'm just being really selfish - because whether it's because of scholarship opportunities, or to make me learn to stop STOP! taking things for granted - it's all about me. But then again I shouldn't kid myself that I make such a big difference in people's lives, should I?
I've never been this confused before - so much that it carries on till after the decision has been made!
I really hate being fickle-minded you know! :(
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Friday, August 11, 2006
11:48 PM
pour être un poèt.
pour être un poèt.
It's a feeling you get when you stumble across something so early in the morning that the moon is all sparky and alive, fresh from sleep. And then you realise that halfway across the world someone else's moon is rubbing her eyes hazily, as light reaches across the sky like pale cherry blossoms.
And there are eyes that are open, and draw you into the pits of their depth only to spit you out at the turn of a corner, because you're the wrong colour, or you can't ride a bike the way they do - one wheel up and the gear off to the left. It's your sensitivity of beauty (or lack of), and well,
You simply don't belong.
There are green eyes and blue eyes and brown eyes and broken eyes; and when you look up the mirrored peach-rimmed, almond-shaped eyes seem so distant, trivial and mocking,
As if they aren't your own.
You've been in someone else's eyes, just by reading someone else's poetry.
Who ever said poetry doesn't come in paragraphs?
And there are eyes that are open, and draw you into the pits of their depth only to spit you out at the turn of a corner, because you're the wrong colour, or you can't ride a bike the way they do - one wheel up and the gear off to the left. It's your sensitivity of beauty (or lack of), and well,
You simply don't belong.
There are green eyes and blue eyes and brown eyes and broken eyes; and when you look up the mirrored peach-rimmed, almond-shaped eyes seem so distant, trivial and mocking,
As if they aren't your own.
You've been in someone else's eyes, just by reading someone else's poetry.
Who ever said poetry doesn't come in paragraphs?
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Thursday, August 10, 2006
4:24 PM
I always wondered why I could see all the strengths and weaknesses in other people and then have trouble seeing my own.
As they say, pang2 guan1 zhe3 qing1.
I always wondered how people could be so selfish and unfair.
Because everyone was wrong in thinking that giving the dog a bone would keep it quiet, only to have it turn around and bite you after it's done. Like how a policy of appeasement could have caused WW2, huh?
But then again, who am I to comment, being something like that too- right?
As they say, pang2 guan1 zhe3 qing1.
I always wondered how people could be so selfish and unfair.
Because everyone was wrong in thinking that giving the dog a bone would keep it quiet, only to have it turn around and bite you after it's done. Like how a policy of appeasement could have caused WW2, huh?
But then again, who am I to comment, being something like that too- right?
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4:18 PM
colour-crisis?
colour-crisis?
Recently I've been very confused -and when I don't put my mind to things I realised I can be very easily influenced o.O
Part Cs, for example, have succeeded in thoroughly convincing me that my favourite colour is yellow.
It's so bad that it could be classified under the same degree (you know, like burns - first degree: mildly red, second degree: red and swollen and er well, so on) as an identity crisis or sexual inclination or something (this should be eighteenth degree for the eighteenth level in hell! :/), because it's seriously made me confused! It's a COLOUR CRISIS AHHH and it goes something like this -
yuhui: "but I don't like yellow!"
platmates: "then what colour do you like?"
yuhui: "oh that's simple, I like yel- eh wait a minute *lapses into momentary bewilderment* - huh? but I don't like yellow!"
And it doesn't help that I am yellow to begin with (piah is black and siti is brown!).
But O-K-A-Y I must make this clear to myself and everyone! Yuhui likes ORANGE and BLUE, and anything pretty and er, ah, gah, grrr, okay, fine! the company wins -
- yellow!
Part Cs, for example, have succeeded in thoroughly convincing me that my favourite colour is yellow.
It's so bad that it could be classified under the same degree (you know, like burns - first degree: mildly red, second degree: red and swollen and er well, so on) as an identity crisis or sexual inclination or something (this should be eighteenth degree for the eighteenth level in hell! :/), because it's seriously made me confused! It's a COLOUR CRISIS AHHH and it goes something like this -
yuhui: "but I don't like yellow!"
platmates: "then what colour do you like?"
yuhui: "oh that's simple, I like yel- eh wait a minute *lapses into momentary bewilderment* - huh? but I don't like yellow!"
And it doesn't help that I am yellow to begin with (piah is black and siti is brown!).
But O-K-A-Y I must make this clear to myself and everyone! Yuhui likes ORANGE and BLUE, and anything pretty and er, ah, gah, grrr, okay, fine! the company wins -
- yellow!
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Sunday, August 06, 2006
5:51 PM
ORD - it's goodbye!
ORD - it's goodbye!
Oh no, I was so enthralled by the dinner I'd forgotten to blog about the parade, but I'm exhausted for words now - did you see how long the previous entry was!!! - so I shall be brief!
Cool, but the bangs were, um. Room for improvement?
There was that funny, hollow feeling when they turned their heads at pandan kekan .
Thought Part C did the long da-hu-lu command well!
Funny girl who gave us more funny looks when reporting.
Ma'am & her utterly adorable baby! :D
Company songs and many many photos.
The space that was the afternoon.
DINNER! :D
LOVE THE COMPANY!
As of now I'm still too excited from last night - funnily enough, goodbye hasn't occured to me yet. Maybe when I leave RGS at the end of the year, then the tears will come.
Funny funny Part Cs funny!
Cool, but the bangs were, um. Room for improvement?
There was that funny, hollow feeling when they turned their heads at pandan kekan .
Thought Part C did the long da-hu-lu command well!
Funny girl who gave us more funny looks when reporting.
Ma'am & her utterly adorable baby! :D
Company songs and many many photos.
The space that was the afternoon.
DINNER! :D
LOVE THE COMPANY!
As of now I'm still too excited from last night - funnily enough, goodbye hasn't occured to me yet. Maybe when I leave RGS at the end of the year, then the tears will come.
Funny funny Part Cs funny!
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5:41 PM
is there love tonight!
is there love tonight!
I think there's something wrong with me - it hasn't really sunk in that we've ORD-ed yet! :/ Even after writing goodbye cards 27 times over and all -
why!
In denial, yuhui!
But it's all gone by in a blur, except that, I know, yesterday was, as far as I can remember, the best day of my life. We all felt so utterly loved; it was like floating on a bliss balloon - that hot, heady sensation all over again!
well, essentially, THANK YOU PART Cs for the wonderfulwonderful ORD! :D
Let's do it all from the start. All 7 of us in the car with an amused and harrassed daddy - late, but no, it wasn't because we were doing presents, really! And when we reached, something black (a part c!) ran by us, shouting "They're here!" frantically and disappearing into the shadows. We unloaded, and pottered around with all our presents, then realised we had no idea where we were going.
After a little stroll, where Zerui put on her sunglasses and tried to walk in a straight line (though she couldn't see anything before her) we turned around to find two Part Cs fighting at the guard house o.O when they saw us they stopped, walked to us, nearer, and nearer, and then... they walked past us. And we stood there staring at them dumbly until one of them suddenly realised and asked us to follow. The other one was still walking somewhere ahead, oblivious. Funny Part Cs!
Our escorts were really hilarious, they just pottered off and never turned to see if we were following - we couldn't walk as fast because of all the bulky things - and kept disappearing! Then they would suddenly sprout out from the shadows behind us, and lead us to the wrong place and haha!
Then it was the GOH- WAHHHHHHH! There's no other word apt enough! It was yellow and orange and purple all down the bridge, across the walkway, into this little pavillion, and the banner -! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! We literally stopped in our tracks and just stood there, gaping. I can imagine how silly it must look, now! xD
PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN, ORD 2006!
Lots of photos, with the banner and our BK crowns and PartDs06! Then dinner -
I remember clearly that there was a lot of pasta involved - both normal spaghetti, lasagne, and the special 6 strands of really skinny, black er, noodle, haha! Part Cs must wear shower caps when they cook, oh, and my mother always recommended protein shampoo - it reduces hair loss.
There was lots of food! And nice plates that said 'no more food' at the bottom - wasn't that cute! :D Orange juice with a spoon and seafood chowder and fish balls and garlic bread and lasagne and creamy spaghetti and tomatoey spaghetti and pizza and muffins and brownies and ice cream! I thought of putting hair in that list too, because it made up considerable parts of our dinner :/ HAHA!
*edit - (because I'd forgotten about it just now) Oh but I need to complain - they didn't bother about our requests at all (except for ge's orange drink) THERE WAS NO CHAR KUAY TEOW can you imagine! *
The only word to describe the dinner is, exciting. Flying toothpicks, crunchy spaghetti, hairy everything and lurking waiters - Part Cs who lurked around the table, and once you put your cutlery down, a hand appears and zoom! there goes your plate!
... funny, right!
Then the concert - Part As' currybean (did I spell it right?) Part B's sparrow and turner and Part Cs' fish and chips, hook and crook and the gay crew! xD And then our terrible singing, during which the company looked utterly bored - but our company lies very well, you should have heard the volume of their clapping and the appreciative look on their faces after our last note ended. Haha again!
And then comes part three, the presents! That was the worst time of the evening, because I felt so utterly undeserving and helpless - I couldn't find anything else to say except an as-sincere-as-possible 'thank you', that felt cheesier and cheesier the more I said it. :(
I feel as if I haven't spent enough time with Part Bs and Cs - and that I totally don't deserve the effort they put into making all the lovely presents!
After yesterday night, I came up with the conclusion that Part Cs are arty (the banner and skulls!), Part Bs are lit-ty (the poem and all the meanings behind each present) and Part As are simply cute (other s4s get one bottle, our NCOs get 2!)! :D
My favourite present of all was the 10km long scroll (okay, fine, I'm exaggerating) :D
I now have so many presents I had to clear a cabinet so that everything would have its own space!
We gave our Part As our overdue hugs and tried to say inspirational things and all, but after a while I really didn't know what to say - we've said so much to them over the year, and at that point of time there were just so many things I felt like saying but I just didn't know how to put it all into words! It would have been the same thing if I could just give them my heart at that moment :)
It was a fantastic night, and all I wanted to do at the end of it was to sit and soak in everything - from the happy laughter to the rich chocolate brownies to the colourful presents to the bright, dark night sky - thank you lots lots Part Cs! Now it's time for them to treasure their last year in RGSNCC(land).
And then it suddenly occurs to me how fast four years seem to have been when it's over!
I JUST FEEL SO LOVED! :D
why!
In denial, yuhui!
But it's all gone by in a blur, except that, I know, yesterday was, as far as I can remember, the best day of my life. We all felt so utterly loved; it was like floating on a bliss balloon - that hot, heady sensation all over again!
well, essentially, THANK YOU PART Cs for the wonderfulwonderful ORD! :D
Let's do it all from the start. All 7 of us in the car with an amused and harrassed daddy - late, but no, it wasn't because we were doing presents, really! And when we reached, something black (a part c!) ran by us, shouting "They're here!" frantically and disappearing into the shadows. We unloaded, and pottered around with all our presents, then realised we had no idea where we were going.
After a little stroll, where Zerui put on her sunglasses and tried to walk in a straight line (though she couldn't see anything before her) we turned around to find two Part Cs fighting at the guard house o.O when they saw us they stopped, walked to us, nearer, and nearer, and then... they walked past us. And we stood there staring at them dumbly until one of them suddenly realised and asked us to follow. The other one was still walking somewhere ahead, oblivious. Funny Part Cs!
Our escorts were really hilarious, they just pottered off and never turned to see if we were following - we couldn't walk as fast because of all the bulky things - and kept disappearing! Then they would suddenly sprout out from the shadows behind us, and lead us to the wrong place and haha!
Then it was the GOH- WAHHHHHHH! There's no other word apt enough! It was yellow and orange and purple all down the bridge, across the walkway, into this little pavillion, and the banner -! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! We literally stopped in our tracks and just stood there, gaping. I can imagine how silly it must look, now! xD
PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN, ORD 2006!
Lots of photos, with the banner and our BK crowns and PartDs06! Then dinner -
I remember clearly that there was a lot of pasta involved - both normal spaghetti, lasagne, and the special 6 strands of really skinny, black er, noodle, haha! Part Cs must wear shower caps when they cook, oh, and my mother always recommended protein shampoo - it reduces hair loss.
There was lots of food! And nice plates that said 'no more food' at the bottom - wasn't that cute! :D Orange juice with a spoon and seafood chowder and fish balls and garlic bread and lasagne and creamy spaghetti and tomatoey spaghetti and pizza and muffins and brownies and ice cream! I thought of putting hair in that list too, because it made up considerable parts of our dinner :/ HAHA!
*edit - (because I'd forgotten about it just now) Oh but I need to complain - they didn't bother about our requests at all (except for ge's orange drink) THERE WAS NO CHAR KUAY TEOW can you imagine! *
The only word to describe the dinner is, exciting. Flying toothpicks, crunchy spaghetti, hairy everything and lurking waiters - Part Cs who lurked around the table, and once you put your cutlery down, a hand appears and zoom! there goes your plate!
... funny, right!
Then the concert - Part As' currybean (did I spell it right?) Part B's sparrow and turner and Part Cs' fish and chips, hook and crook and the gay crew! xD And then our terrible singing, during which the company looked utterly bored - but our company lies very well, you should have heard the volume of their clapping and the appreciative look on their faces after our last note ended. Haha again!
And then comes part three, the presents! That was the worst time of the evening, because I felt so utterly undeserving and helpless - I couldn't find anything else to say except an as-sincere-as-possible 'thank you', that felt cheesier and cheesier the more I said it. :(
I feel as if I haven't spent enough time with Part Bs and Cs - and that I totally don't deserve the effort they put into making all the lovely presents!
After yesterday night, I came up with the conclusion that Part Cs are arty (the banner and skulls!), Part Bs are lit-ty (the poem and all the meanings behind each present) and Part As are simply cute (other s4s get one bottle, our NCOs get 2!)! :D
My favourite present of all was the 10km long scroll (okay, fine, I'm exaggerating) :D
I now have so many presents I had to clear a cabinet so that everything would have its own space!
We gave our Part As our overdue hugs and tried to say inspirational things and all, but after a while I really didn't know what to say - we've said so much to them over the year, and at that point of time there were just so many things I felt like saying but I just didn't know how to put it all into words! It would have been the same thing if I could just give them my heart at that moment :)
It was a fantastic night, and all I wanted to do at the end of it was to sit and soak in everything - from the happy laughter to the rich chocolate brownies to the colourful presents to the bright, dark night sky - thank you lots lots Part Cs! Now it's time for them to treasure their last year in RGSNCC(land).
And then it suddenly occurs to me how fast four years seem to have been when it's over!
I JUST FEEL SO LOVED! :D
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