Sicky Icky
Woke up with my ear throbbing like an incessant pesky little vibrating handphone stuck in my ear, which ironically is what men of technology are aiming for (handphones tiny enough to fit in the ear, not the pain). Needless to say, it hurt like a bitch.
Then my forehead began throbbing likewise, and so was my throat.
Turns out that this dumb eczema in my ear (I know, who the hell gets eczema in the ear?!) sparked off an infection and voila, the perfect recipe for a fever. Though I’m not sure of the chronological order…
Good news is that this fever came at the right time.
Tomorrow is some MOE photoshoot, so my timely illness will save me from posing in some strange place in school where no one would even chat in. Eg. Sitting on the steps or sitting in some weird garden and laughing casually with a teacher and another friend. Who the hell sits on the steps and laughs lah.
Or pretending to be deep in fascination, struck by a geography/IT project, and be all inter-racial-y. Deliberately trying to bring across the point that our school hones anti-racism students is ironic because since the portrayal is deliberate, it pretty much acknowledges the fact that racism still exists. Not that it does, I hope, but still seems stupid.
Ughh feeling sick…
Lazy and Pissed
I’m currently living the world’s laziest person’s dream.
Kitchen is being renovated, so we moved all the kitchen equipment to everywhere else in the house.
So the fridge ended up in…
The LIVING ROOM!
Watching TV? Too lazy to get up and walk that grand total of 15 steps to your kitchen to grab that pack of potato chips? Well here’s the solution - put the fridge right next to your sofa!
It totally rocks, I can just lean over my couch to grab something to eat.
Hurrah for lazies!
News about my laziness aside, I’m glad PW is finally over, but it just can’t stop bugging me because during the Q&A, Joyin and I (plus some others from other groups) got questions which weren’t relevant to the parts that we presented at all, which wasn’t suppose to happen, according to my PW teacher. It’s totally unjust because some people got questions based on what they presented, so they can answer breezily, but some didn’t, so the quality of answers will definitely be different. Yah yah I know people would say, “But you’re supposed to know the whole project thoroughly blah blah…” but we were told that the questions asked would only be about our parts, so I just wasn’t expecting this to happen. I’m pretty pissed about it actually. Just hope that my answer was sufficient.
Anyway, no point complaining about it now…
I’m off to laze around my fridge on the couch ~~
Bimbo Post Ahead
Shoe shopping today brought about a revelation…
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THAT NO SHOE IN SINGAPORE CAN FIT MY RIDICULOUSLY TINY FEET.
Unless I buy children shoes.
We went to GAP and I tried the children shoes. I would’ve bought them too if it weren’t for the ribbons and shiny hot pink colour.
I can still remember in primary school when classmates used to accuse me, “You bind your feet right? Don’t lie. And how can you walk ah? With such small feet, I would fall down lor.”
Hope their feet are so big now that they are called ‘Big foot’ by their friends and are unable to find shoes that fit them either, hah. I can be like, “Why your feet so big ah. If my feet were that big I confirm go work as a clown lor.”
Why does every female have at least size 5 feet? Doesn’t anybody out there share the same size 4 (or even size 3 for some shoes) feet as me? If you do, please comment so we can bitch about how fruitless shoe shopping is together.
Told you it was a bimbo post.
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ACC > BBB
“Haha, yah so funny, my toes are laughing.”
— Some funny-haired dude in Mos Burger
My toes are laughing? What kind of saying is that? But as random and stupid as it sounded, we found it so funny that we think it ought to become a trend. Instead of typing “LOL” or “ROFL”, type “MTAL” please.
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In an attempt to make my JC life a more fulfilling one, I’m probably biting off more than I can chew. Currently I’m awaiting the results of the model UN interview and contemplating about taking up on H3 Lit, both of which are probably crazily stressful and energy-consuming. But then again there’s still the possibility of not getting into the model UN thing / But then again H3 Lit probably won’t be an additional push to my A level cert.
I’m happy with my promos results, but…
Me: Mummy, I got 60 plus rank points for promos!
Mum: Ohmigod that’s really good! What are your grades?
Me: 3 Bs and 3 Ds.
Mum: Bs? Why not As?
Me: …
Mum: An A actually surpasses a number of Bs you know. ACC is better than BBB.
Me: Oh, really. *starts tuning out*
Mum: Yep. Your sister got an A for GP you know.
Me: Yep, I know. *still tuning out*
Mum: And I thought you wanted an A for Econs?
Me: Yep, I did. *dum dee dum dum*
I was kind of surprised actually, she isn’t usually the type of mum who is unsatisfied with every single grade no matter how good it is, she’s usually happy for me. And she seemed very skeptical about H3 Lit, I’m assuming it’s because I won’t be able to handle it due to my ‘bad grades’. But I’m glad that I’m not the only one, seems like all my friends’ mums have identical reactions. Oh well, mums…
Free from Shackles!
Well it’s official - my teeth are finally free from its cruel metal shackles!
Instead, I’ll be a retainer face pretty soon, so I’m enjoying my free teeth for the time being. It felt so incredibly weird when they were taken off - I felt like a 100 year old grandma with no teeth. The brackets on your teeth pushes your lips out so your lips don’t really feel your gums for 2 whole years, but now that the brackets are gone, my lips and gums are in direct contact all the time so all I’m feeling are my gums actually. I’ve missed you, dear gums!
By the way, why is the word ‘gums’ being underlined in red while I’m typing this? I’m pretty sure the word ‘gums’ exists right?
I’m very tired of listening to people complain about their good, no scratch that, fantastic marks that they had gotten for their exams.
“Wah lau, 80 is so low leh,” or “Eh it’s not high okay, I got so many careless mistakes!” or “Aiyah, this idiot in my class got 91 okay! I so wanted to beat him!” and the works. They’re just boasting about their good results in the disguise of a complaint, as Joyin said.
The typical response from people listening to this complaint would be, “Hello, you got 80 okay, that’s damn good, I only got 60!” which is exactly what they want to hear because it feeds their ego like a monkey being fed 30 bananas. I suggest this response:
Asshole: Ugh, I could’ve gotten 90 instead of 80 if I didn’t have so many careless mistakes!
Suggested response: Yeah I know what you mean, 80 marks upon 100?! That’s like, unheard of, man. I mean, that’s like so many questions done wrong lah. My class’s average is 87, so you better buck up. I think you might retain.
I’d like to see their faces if I said that.
USA & USSR
the rise of the nationalists the communist victory in china sphere of influence action and reaction cycle ensuring national security buffer one world vision capitalism socialism ethnic unrest and separatist movements policy making for the korean war ideological offensive and military build-up SDI new political thinking truman doctrine marshall plan greece and turkey bizonia trizonia ostmark berlin blockade air raid naval blockade fall of communism Jupiter missiles negotiation reputation dented relations with china soured reagan doctrine people power explanation orthodox view revisionist post-revisionist post-1991 passive role ideology western triumphalist version right-wing version moderate version soviet initiative explanation soviet ideology losing credibility glastnost perestroika rising infant mortality rates shortage of labour poor equipment facilities accumulation of debt vociferous economic woes decline of CPSU nuclear arms race cuban revolution cuba missile crisis cuban sugar washington hegemony fall of communism in eastern europe isolation free trade COLD WAR COLD WAR COLD WAR
MY HEAD’S A GIANT COLD WAR DICTIONARY
BRACE FACE
NO MORE BRACE FACE!!!…
…In a month.
SO EXCITED! After all the pain, soreness, swelling, yanking, pulling and of course, pain again, that my teeth and lips have gone through… The end is finally here. I will recount the wonderful memories I’ve had with my braces:
I will never forget my first tooth-divider-thingum (a small white disc inserted between the molars to create space for the metal rings) It never failed to cause me distress and make me whack the walls with my fists and scream out of frustration. Boy those were an excruciating 3 days. Those were the times…
I will never forget the first colour I chose for my rubber bands - Blue! But people seemed to shirk away with a look of fear awe whenever I flashed my teeth, so I stuck with grey for the rest of the time. Also one time I chose green, which unintentionally made me become green from head to toe (green uniform, shoes, Romanis etc) so I did away with colours
I will never forget the first lip swelling I got from the braces. Ah yes.
Lip swelling, the bane of my existence from 2006 to 2008.
LOVING LIFE MAN. LOVING LIFE.
Crazy Kids
So we had Service Learning yesterday, which was horribly exhausting but fun. We were already expecting a group of really hyper, noisy kids (we had to go to a primary school and carry out some activities for “challenging kids”) but MAN, they were seriously crazy! They screamed and ran and screamed and ran, it made me feel so old when I couldn’t catch up with them. They most probably watch porn as well, judging from the suspicious video they were watching.
Then some guai kids came to join the programme, so I made friends with them instead.
I guess it went better than I thought it would. There was one particular boy who annoyed the crap out of me with his big-talk-but-no-walk, but then again he’s only 10 years old… But my group had really cute kids too. Some of them reminded me of my K1 and K2 friends.
There was one particular kid who was SUPER-DIE-DIE CUTE:
DOMINIC [forgot his surname] YIK GUAN!
He was totally emo at the start of the day, along with his pal Dylan, who was super duper cute as well. I think they were upset with the heat or something, because they kept shielding their faces. SO CUTE!@#@
The next few pictures all consist of Dominic, so bear with me:
Dominic and Jiexin 
Okay, not a very flattering photo but he’s still cute nonetheless
Dominic and Joyin
Dominic and Joyin again.
Both pictures had one of them looking unglam so I had to post both. Haha.
The kid who annoyed me the most, as mentioned above. It also struck me that he looks rather similar to a long-hated enemy, which made me even more annoyed at him. But despite his annoying character, I think he was probably the most moved by us because he kept hovering around us after the programme ended. 
The arts & crafts session
Ugh I’m dead beat, too tired to go into elaboration.
But it really was a fun day, it turned out a lot better than I expected.
I will always remember Dominic!
Quickie
Haven’t been updating lately, it’s mostly just a whole lot of school and more school going on. It’s not too bad, learning econs and doing maths is quite enjoyable, just hate the long hours.
Things yet to be done
1. Apple-picking poem
2. Study for history test
3. Stop hating GP because of the teacher and get down to studying it properly
4. Study Chinese for the A levels? (tentative)
I think it’s stupid and hilarious at the same time when students liken school life to the sufferings of people during the Holocaust or something. Yep, doing promos is definitely like being gassed and feeling the life being sucked out of you. Uh huh, a cramp in the social life is totally like being prosecuted solely for your ethnicity or religion. Totally. I mean, school stresses us out a lot, but I highly doubt that it matches the amount of despair you would feel if you knew that death is imminent.
Anyway, homework to do. So fare thee well.