Thursday, February 24, 2005
It is interesting to note how worried the teachers are for our common test, and we, "as A level students", don't seem to give ten hoots about it.. haha.. ah well, at least i won't be the only one who will fail.
Be rest assured, i will try my utmost best. I'm starting to study. :))
A simple word can bring back fond memories.
And regarding my back, thanks for all of your concern. but according to the doc, "there is no medical cure for it. no surgery. no injections. medicine will ease the pain." Collected the scan report yesterday.
the page long report looked fine, till i came to the last sentense of the last bullet.
" There is, however, hypertrophy of the L4/5 facet joint"
conclusion:
degeneration seen of the L4/5 facet joint.
sigh.
11:08 pm |
Monday, February 21, 2005
I hate it when people tell me "oh, i haven't studied" or "oh, i never study" and they end up getting high marks.
What's there to be shy about if you studied? Are you low on confidence or something?
I for one, do not fit into such a profile. When i say i didn't study, i really mean i did not study. So if i somehow score better than you, too bad.
And when i take an MC, i rest. I do not take MC and study at home. That is not my style. So if you think that i'm busy mugging my arse off[because of my frequent MCs], get a life okay? I am really sick and i'm resting in bed, in front of the com, or sitting in front of the google box.
11:29 pm |
Sunday, February 20, 2005
How long will people remain friends? Will we even remember each other a few years down the road? And will we even bother to meet up sometime?
Sometimes it seems really pointless to have this 'maintaining friendships' idea. After all, everybody's gonna go anyway, so what's the point of sustaining good relations with everybody?
Some people don't even deserve to be a friend isn't it. I'm sure you've had "friends" like that. Are they worthy of being called your friend? Yet most of the time, you still acknowledge them as "my friend". Pathetic eh?
Another week of school starts. Yuck.
12:04 am |
Saturday, February 19, 2005
A time not long ago,
innocent and child like we were.
Free spirtted were we,
in our little stress free world.
Soon after, the harsh world came,
and gone were those days.
Those who promise us paradise on earth
never produced anything but hell.
And so we struggle for our lives,
to keep up with work, love and even sex.
Together we suffer, together we live
until the day we pass.
As white becomes familiar and black
is but a thing of the past,
look back at life.
Have you made an impact?
12:04 am |
Friday, February 18, 2005
We need creativity in order to break free from the temporary structures that have been set up by a particular sequence of experience.
-Edward de Bono
Sadly, many are unable to do this. The monotony of life has taken it's toll. I wanna spice up my life!
11:04 pm |
Our way is not soft grass, it's a mountain path with lots of rocks. But it goes upwards, forward, toward the sun.
-Ruth Westheimer
How nice.
10:59 pm |
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
I hate school. School is such a bother. I hate school.
I hate the teachers. They keep wanting us to do well in their subjects ONLY. They don't care about our welfare. Are they so afraid to get scolding from the principal that they keep wanting us to do well in their subject only?
GP: I hate that woman. She's so moody. And she pisses me off most of the time. And her lessons are so bloody boring. We can't open our mouths, we can't do this, we can't do that, we MUST only listen to her. What kind of GP lesson is that? She has something against our class. Ever since last year, she wanted to walk out on us. How glad we were. And now she's back. Fuck.
I love English. But ever since she started teaching me, my love for the subject is gone. It's gone. Fuck, I failed my promo's GP paper okay? I have NEVER EVER FAILED A FUCKING ENGLISH PAPER. I'M ENGLISH EDUCATED FOR GOODNESS SAKE! I'M FUCKING UPSET ABOUT THAT INCIDENT OK? I'VE GOT A FUCKING A1 FOR MY O LEVELS AND I'VE ALWAYS BEEN AN A STUDENT IN ENGLISH EXCEPT IN SECONDARY 3 WHERE I GOT A B3. I CANNOT FAIL ENGLISH. I'M STILL SORE.
Math: I hate him too. He's bloody moody as well. What's up with him? One minute he says that he won't chase us for our tutorials as long as we hand in. Next minute he gets upset that no one passes up the tutorials. He thinks we only study Math. Math runs our lives. We eat math, sleep math, dream math.. Fuck.
Back in primary school, my math sucked. In secondary school, somehow, my math became better, and I enjoyed E math. I got through all my E math exams without practicing and am still able to get my A1.
When A math came along, I didn't understand a single thing. I was so upset that I cried for a week, wanting to drop the subject. I pushed on, somehow, always hovering around 50% or less. I got my first A in A math during my O levels.
Econs: The teacher is fine. I guess he figured we aren't "economically" inclined and has somewhat given up. For one, I hate the subject. I cannot memorize for nuts(the reason why I took geography in sch school). And this stupid mugging subject. I hate it.
I hate econs!!!! Studying chapter by chapter, the points can get through my thick skull. But when all the related topics are finally put together, I confuse everything. Fuck! How am I going to pass econs if I can't remember anything? And the subject is fucking boring. I hate subjects that require heavy mugggggging.
Physics: I guess this subject is okay. I'm pretty neutral about it. The teacher is nice. Most of the time, I have no idea what the topic is about. But at least, the questions are "do-able". Lots of formulae given. I like. At this moment, I guess this can be counted as my most favourite subject.
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I'm fucking stressed okay. And every time I'm stressed I will cry. Call me whatever you want, but this is who and what I am. This is how I vent my frustrations and I like it.
I hate school ok. I don't know why I get so emotional when talking about school. I just hate what I'm doing. I really do. The mere sight of CJC turns me off. Not that the people are mean or anything. I just hate what I'm doing here.
Going to school is a waste of my time. Really. For most of us in JC, school is a bloody waste of time. What do we do during lectures? What do we do during tutorials? The only time we are fully awake is during our breaks.
And it's fucking ridiculous to start lessons so bloody early in the morning can? Screw assembly and civics. Screw the lousy food. Screw the bastards and bitchy teachers we have. To hell with them.
Can't school be fun? I want lessons to be fun, and still graps what the lesson is about. Singapore will never catch on the "teach less learn more" thingy which we are supposed to be doing now.
I guess the only fun thing to look forward to in school is the people around me. It helps get my mind off the hatred i have for school.
Would I be doing better if I went to another JC, or if I had gone the poly route? I will never know.
11:38 pm |
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Today is the first time i actually did some work since the promotional exams last year. Sweet. I had Marcus for company. Thanks man! And i just remembered that i'm goingv to get screwed by
her tomorrow morning! I hate
her!!!
The wordless parts of a song are the most beautiful.
I'm highly competitive. I'm bitchy. Don't touch me. I want to be an intellectual arse! ha.
11:29 pm |
Monday, February 14, 2005
Valentine's day was well spent with my little baby. A quiet, more serene and romantic atmosphere. spent less than 2 hours outside. the rest of the time was spent talking and enjoying each other's company.
Thank you baby for spending your day with me. i love you!
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Valentine Traditions
Hundreds of years ago in England, many children dressed up as adults on Valentine's Day. They went singing from home to home. One verse they sang was:
Good morning to you, valentine;
Curl your locks as I do mine---
Two before and three behind.
Good morning to you, valentine.
In Wales wooden love spoons were carved and given as gifts on February 14th. Hearts, keys and keyholes were favourite decorations on the spoons. The decoration meant, "You unlock my heart!"
In the Middle Ages, young men and women drew names from a bowl to see who their valentines would be. They would wear these names on their sleeves for one week. To wear your heart on your sleeve now means that it is easy for other people to know how you are feeling.
Some people used to believe that if a woman saw a robin flying overhead on Valentine's Day, it meant she would marry a sailor. If she saw a sparrow, she would marry a poor man and be very happy. If she saw a goldfinch, she would marry a millionaire.
Think of five or six names of boys or girls you might marry, As you twist the stem of an apple, recite the names until the stem comes off. You will marry the person whose name you were saying when the stem fell off.
If you cut an apple in half and count how many seeds are inside, you will also know how many children you will have.
Pick a dandelion that has gone to seed. Take a deep breath and blow the seeds into the wind. Count the seeds that remain on the stem. That is the number of children you will have.
A love seat is a wide chair. It was first made to seat one woman and her wide dress. Later, the love seat or courting seat had two sections, often in an S-shape. In this way, a couple could sit together -- but not too closely!
(taken from http://www.pictureframes.co.uk/pages/saint_valentine.htm)
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The History of Saint Valentine's Day
Valentine's Day started in the time of the Roman Empire. In ancient Rome, February 14th was a holiday to honour Juno. Juno was the Queen of the Roman Gods and Goddesses. The Romans also knew her as the Goddess of women and marriage. The following day, February 15th, began the Feast of Lupercalia.
The lives of young boys and girls were strictly separate. However, one of the customs of the young people was name drawing. On the eve of the festival of Lupercalia the names of Roman girls were written on slips of paper and placed into jars. Each young man would draw a girl's name from the jar and would then be partners for the duration of the festival with the girl whom he chose. Sometimes the pairing of the children lasted an entire year, and often, they would fall in love and would later marry.
Under the rule of Emperor Claudius II Rome was involved in many bloody and unpopular campaigns. Claudius the Cruel was having a difficult time getting soldiers to join his military leagues. He believed that the reason was that roman men did not want to leave their loves or families. As a result, Claudius cancelled all marriages and engagements in Rome. The good Saint Valentine was a priest at Rome in the days of Claudius II. He and Saint Marius aided the Christian martyrs and secretly married couples, and for this kind deed Saint Valentine was apprehended and dragged before the Prefect of Rome, who condemned him to be beaten to death with clubs and to have his head cut off. He suffered martyrdom on the 14th day of February, about the year 270. At that time it was the custom in Rome, a very ancient custom, indeed, to celebrate in the month of February the Lupercalia, feasts in honour of a heathen god. On these occasions, amidst a variety of pagan ceremonies, the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed.
The pastors of the early Christian Church in Rome endeavoured to do away with the pagan element in these feasts by substituting the names of saints for those of maidens. And as the Lupercalia began about the middle of February, the pastors appear to have chosen Saint Valentine's Day for the celebration of this new feaSt. So it seems that the custom of young men choosing maidens for valentines, or saints as patrons for the coming year, arose in this way.
(taken from http://www.pictureframes.co.uk/pages/saint_valentine.htm)
11:58 pm |
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Having a twin can be pretty amusing you know.
And i hate security guards. They piss me off. They are dumb, old, and stupid. I remember saying this before, and i shall say it now.. I HATE STUPID PEOPLE. And when i say stupid people, i really mean stupid people!! So stupid that they can't even copy correctly. [baby, like someone you know? haha]
It's Valentine's day tomorrow. Cupid's kinda lost this year. Yikes.
11:37 pm |
Somehow i feel life is screwed up. And i can't be bothered to waste energy to drag myself outta this cesspit. I just wanna sit here and stone. I'm so sorry for being such a bitch when im tired, pissed or irritated.
It's funny how the mind works. Ten seconds ago, i remembered what i wanted to talk about, but now, i can't seem to remember what i wanted to say. Am I losing my memory? I'm only 17.
3:06 am |
Thursday, February 10, 2005
baby is sick. and i'm at home. sulks. mummy doesn't let me leave the house till everyone is here. sigh. why can't relatives come at one shot? whine whine whine whine whine! :/
i want to go out!!!
should i go school tomorrow? it's so sick can? firstly, it's CNY. secondly,i have to stay back after school to do GP. damn it. i hate herrrrrrrrrrrrrr
4:26 pm |
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Today marks the first day of the lunar new year. Materialistic me is sad, because I only received 7 red packets today. Sigh. Why? Well, my relatives are either dead, holidaying overseas, or working overseas. Yep. Have any of your collection dwindled this year too?
There was the usual chatter and blah blah. And at every house I visited, I sat down, stoned, and filled my tummy with cookies, peanuts and drinks. I'm gonna have a zit plantation on my face real soon I tell you!
And so, tomorrow marks yet another day where people come, talk, eat, joke and most importantly, give me money! heh :P gosh, I feel so mean.
11:45 pm |
Happy Chinese New Year to one and all! Do you feel in the mood to celebrate this festive occasion this year? Somehow, the only thing I look forward to is to collect money and eat like a pig. hur.
there are a lot of babies around now. hmmm.. Is it the mating season or something? Ha! And I guess there will be more babies in November, since this Chinese new year break will be a good time to make babies. Singaporeans have no time to make love. How sad eh?
If drama is a painting of life, then music would be the color of the painting.
Have a merry new year everyone! gong xi fa cai, nian nian you yu blah blah. haha
12:19 am |
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
I had my hair cut today. It's friggin expansive I tell you. But at least, the stylist did a good job. Well done. *clap clap*
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
sigh! I've lost my love for
it because of
you!
It used to be my favourite, and I did very well in it. But now, everything has changed. Because of
you. I hate
you!!! I don't want my future ruined because of
you. Bitch.
Nevermind about that. I just have to let out some steam. Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch!
On a lighter note, don't you love CNY cookies? It's so yummylicious! *slurp*
12:14 am |
Saturday, February 05, 2005
CNY is coming! yay! That means red packets, food, drinks and HOLIDAYS!! Gosh, the only thing I look forward to are the highlighted days in my diary because that signals no school! wheeee!!!
it's funny we don't get bored celebrating CNY. We have been doing it for the past 17 years. We visit the same old people, eat the same old cookies, do the same old thing before CNY(reunion dinner, spring cleaning, shopping....). Nothing changes. Well, almost.
the only thing I notice changing is my red packet collection. It seems to be downward sloping in nature. Pretty sad eh? Shouldn't we get more now, at this stage of our lives when we need lots and lots of money? *whinessssss*
on the bright side, there is holidays! yay! Who doesn't look forward to holidays? I'll like to know.. haha
11:58 pm |
