Category: General

During GP we learnt cool idioms through the magic of charades like “life’s not all beer and skittles” which means “life’s not all fun and games”.

I didn’t do my Econs work as usual even though I promised myself that I would. I really don’t have any willpower 🙁

Mr. Tan told BT and me to meet him after Econs consultation, which Malcolm couldn’t turn up for Turns out that our project idea was a bad idea and we’d be better off writing about helping people in East Timor. Before we could protest, he plonked this 2010 WR by another group in front of us. Which was about the exact same topic, had the same sources (because food waste in Singapore is quite a shit topic to talk about) and even had the same solutions. This meant that we couldn’t risk doing the same topic for fear of plagarism. If we tried not to plagarise anyone, we probably would

We were despairing while Mr. Tan went through what we could do. However, Malcolm had a brainwave and told us to use “sports injuries in youths” as a problem, which was frankly the best idea anyone had come up with in the entire 7 months we spent on this project. So I guess it was okay. But Mr. Tan kept trying to persuade us to take up projects relating to other countries such as depleted uranium in Bosnia which is frankly an idea only a lofty-headed person would try to solve. I know it’s serious, but how are we supposed to come up with a solution that the authorities didn’t?

So after that I went home.

I realised I was overreading people’s emotions and body language and stuff and I often mistake people for being angry or scared or whatever when they aren’t actually. I’m either extra-sensitive or extra-dunderheaded and blah. That outburst on Friday…

I can’t say I didn’t mean it. But I’ll try to look past all these negativities… the next time.

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Today was the last day of art club.

It was the official handover where we had fun with the J2 seniors, Grace and Hui Suan.

We had really silly games like “Cosplay” where Zhonghao and I battled Marie in a fashion contest where we were supposed to see who was more interesting and stuff. I played a transvestite flower sales(wo)man, Zhonghao as a sword-toting pirate-samurai dude and Marie as a hobo with a teddy bear.

We also played “Broken Picture Telephone” which was this game where we sat in a circle and took turns to write/draw in tiny booklets. Thanks to Grace and HS we had phallic and sexual imagery in every single booklet we distributed haha.

Afterwards the whole art club ate ice cream together. In a circle. It seemed like an Indian peace pipe session where we passed ice-cream tubs and chatted about everything in the world including a lot of innuendoish stuff. Also the girl-guy ratio was 15:4 which wasn’t unsettling.

Hui Suan said my hair looked good and I was flattered.

Then, Kenneth, Marie, Grace, HS, Musho and I went over to Aston’s to have dinner. It was fun. And we left after an hour and a half, but not after I had a short-lived insult battle with Grace haha.

And the final session ended.

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I have the strange eerie sinking feeling in my heart right now. Like what most heart attack patients probably feel like (I just googled “what does a heart attack feel like” and they said it was more of a dull pressured pain but who cares)

Man it just got WORSE.

I had this pimple on the part of my nose which lies under the nose-rest of my spectacles, so it hurt every time I had to push my glasses back up. So in the morning I had this extremely ingenious idea to stick a cotton swab onto my nose so that my spectacles stopped cutting into the pimple. People kept asking me what that was for so I either replied with “I punched myself in the face” or “I tried to cut my hair but cut myself by accident” or “I walked into a pillar” because a cotton swab on your nose grants you the freedom to say whatever the hell you want.

Thanks for the Pinkie Pie, Chuan!

During Physics lecture (which was so incredibly boring, I fell asleep. In my half-conscious state I dreamt of going to the fridge which was in a pitch-dark LT3 to take out bottles of mustard and ketchup. Then I woke up and realised the lecturer was talking about sources (sauces LOL) of waves haha.

After school Derek and I headed on to the old grandpa and grandma’s place for CIP. On the way there I decided to consult him for a manly HTH, and we reached a general consensus that I should start looking at people past their flaws.

Maybe then I’ll live for 5 more years or something.

aaargh why am I so worried it’s all damned SPECULATION. I’M A DICK.

gah today was so damn unbelievably shitty.

Started with Physics SPA which I forgot all about/didn’t bother to study for (but it was exactly the same as our mock SPAs). Everything went swimmingly except for the bloodydamnfucktarded part where I only had an 8B pencil with me (which I bought on impulse because I reasoned that an 8B had 4 times the value than a 2B) So in the end my results were marred by tables and a graph with borders and axes with smudgy lines 0.3cm thick.

I spoilt my $36 Creative in-ear earphones because I was running on the treadmill and I connected it to my HTC (because the battery on my ipod was spent because I spent the better half of the day playing tiny tower [which I have decided to quit because I realise there isn’t really any damned point in it] and Solomon’s Keep [which is fantastic] ) which I put on the ledge of the treadmill. When I was running I kept stuffing the earphones in my ears because they kept threatening to drop out just like some spoilt primary school students. Then I stuffed it quite hard and I realised that the sound went soft. BLAH.

And I was busy being pissed at two people, the guy from 3 posts back and the guy from the last post. I didn’t really need to be pissed but then my massive ego dictated that they should repent and say sorry or something which led to me telling the second guy to “fuck off”. I think I should be less angry all the time.

But there were some silver linings such as Jaime meeting us during the gym session and jiayou-ing me and maybe even Marie calling out to me from quite a distance just to say hi. And hilarious reactions to nominations. And silly trolling and cheering-up people who appear to be sad but actually aren’t all that sad and discussing about members and stuff.

These things make a shitty day not so shitty after all!

BUT MY EARPHONES NOOOOO QQ

I’ve spent my whole afternoon trying to convince you and goddamnit why won’t you listen?

I have never insisted and tried to convince someone for such a long time.

Mostly because I’m horribly ambivalent about everything. For years upon years, I’ve been “too nice” to criticise my acquaintances. I’ve been afraid to approach foreigners for the fear of sounding incompetent. I’ve been afraid to raise suggestions, and when I do I always get shot down. I follow people around all the time, and not the other way. I’ve never really held strong opinions for years for the fear of being proven wrong.

And I’ve failed to convince anyone yet again.

I can’t care less any more.

We had a study date today.

It sucked because I was playing Tiny Tower the whole time while not doing my maths.

We headed over to Kang’s house after lunch and played a bit of darts and studied a bit. Then we went in and lazed around until dinnertime, after which we watched the Simpsons.

But the most memorable part was when we were on the swing at night.

It was a time when we forgot about every piece of work and every worry and we all just sat on the swing. Almost idyllic.

Reading The Judas Strain by James Rollin! Haha, I’m too paranoid for my own good 🙂

New phrasal verb!

hang-up [n.] \hăng’ŭp’\- an emotional problem or inhibition

It doesn’t mean “put handset back”!

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Jheong was eating all the time, like 3 small buns and a pau which was worryingly hilarious. She was eating throughout PW and Physics wtf.

Now’s she’s having a food coma on prettyfoods.tumblr.com wtffff

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Strahan and Bryan were the emcees for humanities week and their costumes were damn LOL. Strahan brought a ten-gallon and two fedoras for himself and this ridiculous snowman hat for Bryan. In the end he was some pseudo-cowboy person while Bryan was a jester. I don’t think anyone got the idea that they were supposed to reflect the carnival theme haha.

I wanted to be an emcee too but I didn’t say anything when Ms Tan asked for volunteers. I should be more proactive next time!

I think it was because I want attention.

There’s nothing wrong with seeking attention, but when you overdo it, it becomes obvious and people tend to notice. Sometimes I wonder if people judge me 🙁

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After Econs we went down to the level 1 consulting area for Econs remedial. Ms Tan came down quite quickly, brandishing a cup of cup noodles and another of Starbucks which smelt quite good. She didn’t eat anything other than “3 tiny muffins” for breakfast, and was almost going to faint. Kinda respectable! She also didn’t get angry although we didn’t really do what she asked us to so I’m feeling a bit guilty for that.

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We Are Scientists never fails to cheer me up 🙂 They have really good music videos too <3

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cYupXPf9NZ4]

Rules Don’t Stop
We Are Scientists 

Don’t be alarmed, it’s not the end of the world
If we’re breaking the rules it’s fine
I disregard this kind of problem all the time

It’s not as if it’s gonna kill anyone
If there’s no victim then there’s no crime
Just draw another if you think we’ve crossed the line

Rules don’t stop me
Forget about it
Rules don’t stop me
We’ll get around it
Rules don’t stop me
Forget about it
Don’t stop me, don’t stop me

Although it may seem unconventional sometimes
Indescretion is worth a try
If you just play along I promise we’ll be fine
So leave your hang-ups back at the door
When you and I are down on the floor
Will you know what to do about it?
(Will you know what to do about it?)

Rules don’t stop me
Forget about it
Rules don’t stop me
We’ll get around it
Rules don’t stop me
Forget about it
Don’t stop me, don’t stop me

It’s not as bad as they say
If this is such a mistake
Why does it make you so damn happy?
This is no time to behave
Let’s both get carried away
If there’s a price to be paid
It won’t stop me

Rules don’t stop me
Forget about it
Rules don’t stop me
We’ll get around it
Rules don’t stop me
Forget about it
Don’t stop me, don’t stop me
They don’t stop me, they don’t stop me

14 April:

ENFP 72/12/62/39

Extroverted, iNtuitive, Feeling, Perceiving

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27 July:

ESFP 33/12/88/50

Extroverted, Sensing, Feeling, Perceiving

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It’s interesting how I’ve changed since April.

But I think I rushed through the test whoops.