The Meaningless Truth
I'm can't JC First 3 Months anymore. My results are just too bad to even have that as a consideration.
I would probably need a miracle, so from today onwards, I'll be going to put in a 100%! Starting with English, the omnipotent energy He has ignited in me just seem to seep into me once more. And I don't to disappoint everyone, including Him again. I don't want to screw my life up over and over, and just stay at a certain spot.
SAJC - is THE goal. It was probably everyone's goal, until they admit to their abilities and plunder down to goals like polytechnics. And Sin Teck that slutty big mouth went to tell Isaac I wanted to join waterpolo when I go SAJC.. and surprisingly, he told Sin Teck "Why not? Ask him to join lah, since people like Xu Le also want to,".
I got the green light from the guy who basically runs the waterpolo team here! But Sac's gonna go RJC anyway, so that's a sigh of relief, then I won't feel that embaressed when I do join. Peeps like Ray would take centre-stage, and he'll have connections with everyone in the swimteam there (he knows the JC waterpolo coach, the old peeps of SAS waterpolo would all be there, even if Xu Le joins, he's from 4SE and they'll know each other). I'm ready to be an outcast if I do join that CCA in JC.
For now, I have to mug.
If you actually read this, I just wanna say, work hard. I'm rooting for yer!
The Cut.
The prelims is OVER!
Yes, many exasperated sighs of relief to the emancipation of relentless days and nights of mugging! Well, at least for the time being.
It's been tough for everyone, you can see all the sweat and blood people like Luke had shed to be the cream of the crop. While some others allowed fermentation to progress in their brains, others were making effort to try. That pressure of being twisted through a tight 3 weeks was unbearable.
And it is till now, I realise how art can really suck the life out of you. The three days before we had to hand in our artpieces for prelim marking was crazy. I seriously mean INSANE... we had to stay there 12 hours a day. 12 hours. That's enough time to fly you to France. I remember how my legs ached from all the standing and painting and scurrying here-there, and how damn sian it is to even glance at the painting.
And it's not stopping there, we're 2 weeks from our deadline.
We call the subject Art. Isn't it then an expression of creativity and a vast magnitude of freedom rather than reproaching it into a fixed form. Whereby whatever we do, it must be perfect painting skills, perfect colours, perfect realism. I always thought Art was a celebration of inperfection rather than not. And then we have Iven there who says "I must attain perfection,", pretty amazing.
So we were in Elaine's classroom, getting back our Combined Humanities results, and Luke got 62. Then Elaine announced Marco's result - 62.5, highest in class, 0.5 from Luke. And this immediately threw Luke into a state of anguish/disappointment.
Luke, a minute after Marco's result was announced.
He just couldn't bear to get a B4 for humans, it means he might not be able to go SAJC first 3 months... and I guess he took it hard. Big time. Yep...
Anyway, God Bless!
Conserving Legal Rights
Somewhat relative, this is. I'm intending to get hold of all the 4ST/3ST pictures and compile them up like something above. So the peeps of 4ST! You GOT to send your pictures to me. If you don't, you can just scar your teenage years with the mark of faded existence in secondary school.. wahaaa
Well, the fact that I've checked windsurfing courses available today. Windsurfing is quite rare, because I stumbled into a few bad sites. Some were overpriced, others expired... so somehow I got linked to People's Associations. PA is the huge company that runs all those courses. Just hop into a CC and sign up ballet or something - it's probably PA-managed.
Therefore, I just realise that it takes a good 55 bucks to apply for a course at People's Associations. Not to mention it's only a 1-day course.
How tenaciously surprising.
It isn't a very good idea to bust 55 bucks all on one day huh? But I'll do it. If I manage to get someone to go with me... there's SH who might go... I've yet to tell him its 55 bucks (!!) for one day (!!!!!!!!!). He'll probably get shocked for abit. Haha, I got shocked too...
Evolving from a primary state of mind, I can say that windsurfing looks cool. Right after that time I watched this girl do it on Kids Central a few years back. (Yes! I got the motivation from there...) It just seems fun to hold a backaching-heavy sail and try to manouver it to run with the wind. Provided the environmental conditions apply. The girl was just beaming and painting her smile at the camera... she was pretty cute.
I'm still running on minus credit, there's still some people I have to return cash to. But somehow, I'm making pass my average life smoothly with an extremely low budget... It must be God blessing me, for that and everything else. I Thank You. GOD SIMPLY OWNS ALL. It's a literal fact!
Haha, before you all role your eyes and watch me burst into a devotional state of fit and worship, I'll leave.
And 2 more days to my birthday!
Poisoning
My mum's in hospital again. This time, it's dengue fever. According to Marco, there are teo kinds of dengue fever. One where you get rashes, the other is internal bleeding. My mum's got the second one, so it's pretty worry-able.
She has always been weak, and now a heavy discharge of blood and dengue fever, it's come to a stage of dark exile that we can't even find predictable. According to our 'been-there, done-that' Marco, she might get blood in her urine - and it's maroon. I don't know why, but whenever I see loads of blood, or hear alot about flesh, corspes, blood, organs, I'll come into a state of mind where my whole body loses energy and legs begin to wobble. Kinda like when you scratch your nails on a blackboard?
So when her blood test result came back from the clinic and she was diagnosed with dengue, my Dad came back from Indonesia and sent her straight to TTSH. I had to bring her toiletries this morning. Honestly, I've never been to TTSH and I don't know how big the campus is until I had to scoure the place for her ward. It's not easy to find, actually... and you expect the staff to be friendly and heartwarming due to the many, many hospital-based shows that you've seen on how nurses and doctors are kind and smile all the time. But seriously, when I asked for my mum's room from this doctor, she gave me the most 'shit i need to pee' face I've seen and signalled me to her nurse friend. Who wasn't much help either. TV Shows - are for one - all propaganda. Don't watch too much First Touch or E.R.
Maybe when you face too many sick patients, you find life revolving around sickness. I guess many medical students are going in for a big shock.
Well, she's back home now. Luckily for her, she had an early detection. If not it might've been more deadly. Something like what Marco described.
But it was during the course of her admission, that I realise something about my Big Aunt.
After my Grandfather's funeral, she's been very detached from everyone else, I can see her life's changed drastically. Her eyes don't have that joker spark she always had, her nose is always red from tearing. And somehow, she quarrelled more with everyone else. Soon, she stopped going to my grandma's place altogether.
I always thought why do we come to this extent when someone passes away? Death is painful. But without death, maybe we'll never know the value of that person, for a very long time. The chance of family was to feel belonged, to have a base whenever we fall, to have the primary colours before we tried to mix secondary ones. And she left it all because one of her colours went missing.
But when she called to my house one day, and her concerned voice was all over again filled with that old Big Auntie aura. She was on a maximum rebound. She went to the hospital and gave Mum some chicken porridge that she didn't eat anyway. And she was just there. That same person before Grandpa's death. She spoke and laughed about my mum's confusing answers, she advised her to switch to Head and Shoulders, and soon. I can't say how much I felt about her, cause after all, she's a woman. Whatever going through her head is really unpredictable, but I know one thing - she was my mum's elder sister again.
Some things, are better left unspoken. Wounds, take time to heal... they don't speak, they don't need to hear words of encouragement or of counsel. People will jump back up from where they've fallen. And continue walking the path of life, without any need of making noise. You don't have to go to them and give them a million years of counselling, they know what's best for themselves.
Who a person is. Is that person forever. Their bad points change over time. But their good character always stays. Always.
Wow! Crap! This took me like 2 days to write! I just don't have that mental ability to last that long. lol..
Mundane
I was trying to write some heartfelt thoughts down here, and I had trouble with the words to use. I mean, I remember a year or two ago, if I tried to think of something heartfelt, the words would *click fingers*, come to me. It's highly possible that my English is deteoriating.
Nevertheless!
I got nothing more to say than one sentence. With God, you change priorities from you to Him. Now, that explains the difference is blogging styles back then and now. Ah, you know, I was racking my brains to think of some big paragraph to explain all the change you get when you become Christ-bound, then I thought what's the point? I'm not hear to interest you with wishy-washy, round-the-very-big-bush talk.
Oh! And do you realise one thing? if you go to Google Search and search the word 'failure', you'll find that the first search result on the page is the biography of President George. W Bush. Serious! Try it! There's a google search box right above this page somewhere. I just cannot imagine the extent Americans go... lol.
One thing the President has DEFINITELY not taken into consideration, is that half of his citizens are overweight. Eat la, eat summore...
It's not that I liked him anyway. Most leaders are pretty useless, you can see it in Taiwan politics. They start standing up and waving banners of protest at each other in the parliament. That's crap. Seriously, that's what your civlians do, not you. No wonder they got rejected for their request to join the UN for a third time. Imagine the taiwan president stand up and wave a banner at you. (He's not mute, is he?)
Latest News:
Class CHALET! Wooooohoooo finally, heh... was waiting superbly long for some activity. It seems like our ex-organisers Dao Li and Seth have taken a step back into receding contentment. And Edwin has stepped forth! At least that's some class spirit..
You know, its amazing how some of the other classes find so much energy to make class chalets. It's like their on class-viagra or something, anything for the class. And it's exceedingly prominent in the two best classes of the co-hord. It's something about the excessive brain cells you know.. they trigger something. That's why the SAs and SEs are either weird, introvertial, or excessively extroversial.
Anyway, let's just say we didn't want to lose out on all that fun. In the next couple of months, there will be a series of planning and deciding and buying and preparing. There's already the Snacks and BBQ organisers (Marco and I). So, that's alot more shopping for food!! Wahhhaaaa... we'll get all the fatty foods, maybe some lard if we got money balance... hahahah. And I think Nicholas will sure pack in some porn for the night activities. And the band peeps would lead us to OCH of course... :]
Alright, that's too much information out already.. waha.. but it's supposed to be for the 3ST 04 and 4ST 05 people. So Bjorn is invited. And ELAINE is definitely invited too! She needs time off her dampy chinatown slum-school life anyway. :D
Michael, A Chunk of Your Face Just Fell Off
You can die under pressure, you know.
Prelims are through mid-way. We just had a screwed up practical. I didn't even do the screwed graph for physics la. Crappp.... Anyway it's already quite a conventional mentality that I'm gonna flunk.
The mandarin debate on Channel News Asia is crazily amazing. I cannot imagine how those people just shoot a string of perfect Chinese into your face. They were talking about plastic surgery and if it can change your fate. They were just killing each other with Mandarin-fied bullets. I was able to make out Michael Jackson's name in the blabber! I heard his name! There was this woman from the proposition party, she stood up and spoke.... my jaw just dropped. I think she was going at at least 3 words/second.
Plastic surgery is not right, because what you look like is what God gave you. If you change your looks, you are just:
1. Conforming to the world
2. Putting eternal plastic on your face/body
3. Defying God's love for you.
He probably took eternity to shape you the way you are. Be it defects, ugly eyes, flat noses... those are just what he exactly wanted you to have to give you that challenge to overcome everyday life. Ernest called me an Ugly Slut today... LOL. He said, if we went along Orchard Road and asked who was more handsome, he'd win. But then again, we all know Ernest the Beautician......he grew up eating facial cream XD. It gives side-effects.
And besides, I love myself too much to care. Lol.. :]
hehehehhhhh... hopefully I pass tomorrow's Paper 1 Math/Chinese.
Birthdays
Hmm, nice way to start tonight. There's a "Ge Tai" at the field below tonight... you know the chinese/cantonese/hokkien singing concert thing? It happens only during the Chinese 7th Month. Bah, anyway... it'll blow over by 11 tonight.
Marco, SH, and I celebrated out birthdays bout two days ago... cause our birthdays were all during the intensive prelim/o-level period... and so it was better to get it over with and stuff. It's not very simple to plan and celebrate 3 birthdays. Namely, you have to get presents.. And the three of us had to collaborate with each other to get our presents. You know, like Shan Hui and I had to come about getting Marco's present, then he and Marco for mine. It was a huge, confusing cycle... lol, and I don't think we'll be willing to celebrate our birthdays together again.. haha.
We decided to watch a movie on Thursday, since it was a holiday.. and somehow, the outing got out to the masses. And soon, it sortof became a mini-ex 3ST outing, there were 9 people from 3ST 2004 altogether... woah.
And for this sake, I've especially added pictures of this 'memorable' event.
So we met at City hall station. Actually, I was already anticipating the gift-exchange process later on that night.. haha. We were all waiting for Bertrand. He was the one who smsed he wanted to come an hour before we met.. I guess Fabian invited him. That's alright, cause we all mingled about anyway... it takes time to strengthen social ethnics!
I seriously cannot stand Lai's shirt. Official Turkey Taster? It sounds homogenic.... Eugene's giving me The Face... lol.. must've taken too many pics already. But just for some archiving, the fat orange guy is our beloved Fabian. Marco's showing him some stuff... wait. I think Fabian was the one who bugged Marco to show him his phone. Fabian's just exceptionally friendly sometimes.
Beautiful? LOL. It's some badly vandalised poster along the way to Marina Square. She looks like Maria Sharapova huh? Doesn't she? Eugene agrees with me.. Poor Maria.... absolutely tarnished under the name of cheeky humanity. Well, I didn't like her that much... she makes too much orgasmic sounds when she plays tennis.
After watching Red Eye, we went Burger King cause Carl's Junior was packed. I thought Red Eye was pretty interesting.. it's a low-budget film, and that was pretty good for something that low budget. Rachel McAdams is getting hotter... her acting rocks! And to think Hollywood is only giving her extra roles. If you don't know who she is, she acted Regina George in Mean Girls. Yeah! That would probably ring a bell to most peeps. But then again, I'm one of the few that go crazy with Mean Girls.
3 girls + Lindsay Lohan is not very... er.. well resistable. I make it sound like a porn movie don't I? Lol..
Darrell and I got a full bottle of Diet Coke for the movie.. cause it was just $1! But it tasted pretty horrible... haha..so we didn't drink much of it - there it is with us at BK. It's quite amazing I didn't feel like peeing halfway through the show... I usually run for the toilet by the time the credits roll. I think I'm finally having bladder control. Anyway, there are the birthday boys are behind Mr. Diet Coke...
What's Fabian doing!?!?! Obviously working on his 'usual routine'. Hahahaaa...
I have a feeling Darrell is waiting for me to snap a picture so he can look up and smile. I have a few photos of him doing that already. And FYI, he didn't order the Turkey BBQ Burger. SH doing some stunt there, and look! It's Mr. Diet Coke again...
There's us... and I'm there with Mr. Diet Coke. I didn't get to finish my meal. Too much chips during the movie. But heyah!! Here's a photo to end the day.
In the end we did pass our gifts to each other. And I got new goggles... haha. That caught be off guard. But it was a good gift, and I'm quite happy cause it'll mean I don't have to keep rubbing off the fog on my old goggles! It's shiny, like Tong Liang's... hmmm... looks rather Ultraman-ish. Marco got our 4 shirts... (HE HAD A PINK ONE!! hehh..) and Shan Hui the Capsule Clock and a green shirt. Haha... green again, think he's getting a bad experience with gree shirts as gifts. But at least this time the green wasn't that bright.