found this ages ago but too lazy to put it here. well, im finally un-lazy enough! enjoy (:



cool ya? try it on urself them :P
i think 2, 5, and 8 is very funny. considering im underweight ((:

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oops. no more regular posts. haha
sigh. the tests these days are piling up faster than you can say 'snap'.
and the whole syf thing? its really getting on my nerves. they are expecting us to be able to play yiddish!! imean, with all the running notes and all that?
do you really think we could?!!
besides, there's this whole mr-ong-thinks-we-are-recruits-and-shouldnt-be-tutored-with-the-rest-of-the-section thing. ergh.

oh, great. frustrations over. now on to the more normal side of me. considering there's only 35%, it isnt much.
anyway.
now Cedar has started this IT portal thing which i personally feel is more than neccessary. what's wrong with taking attendance the plain oldfashioned way? i suppose it all the 'moving ahead with the times' sort of nonsense. whatever.
so now i have to tap my ezlink upon arriving and leaving the school. it shows my ugly photo. hmph. at least i know where to cover with my hand (:
in future they are going to do that for jogging attendance. this is making caroline very happy ;P
but there are certain flaws right? i mean, the timing isnt so accurate if there are other classes infront of us. right?
i suppose they will try their best. honestly, its not very important. so i shant dwell much on this issue.

hmm. just realised i havent much to say. might as well end off. haha.
p.s. to end on a sad note, im feeling sickly. well, duh, cos i am sick! ok that's lame. but do pray for me to recover asap ya? thankies (:

FedEx has an arrow.

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ALL THE MISTAKES
irrevocably stupid.
just like me.

Mother Tongue. Math.
twice in a day.
more than enough to last a lifetime.


`i dont forget easily.

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band prac was horrible. disgustingly, fantastically revolting.
i hate s h r e k.

t and y.
cant believe it
utterly coincidental.

` getting worse every day.

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i am accident-prone. seriously! always knocking myself in one place or another. most common is head, elbow and knee though. ergh. i cant really understand why this sort of stuff like to blemish my otherwise perfect skin.. {okay, the last part was rubbish} i suppose i am quite rough? and because i dont look before i leap.. :/
here's how the procedure goes: i knock .. {let's say my elbow} into something. it hurts but i weirdly act like it doesnt. even if im the only person around. i will act tough and continue doing my stuff, never once checking the spot or rou-ing the area. a few days later maybe, someone will ask me where i got that bruise. i then {honestly} reply 'i dont know'. because i didnt check, see? and i will forget about it after the pain subsides. so i really dont know when i knocked myself.
sigh. so sad isnt it?!

since im in a weird mood, posting about my bruises and all, here's a blogthing to whet ur appetite...{and further proove my weirdness}

You Are 35% Normal

You sure do march to your own beat... But you're so weird, people wonder if it's a beat at all You think on a totally different wavelength And it's often a chore to get people to understand you.

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induction was boring. really quite. we were waiting in the hall from 8.10? to 9. parents could only come in at 9am. sigh. we were tricked.
we had nothing to do and basically just tuned, practiced and sat. after the sec1s and teachers intro, then nothing to do already. for a v. long time will listen to all the speeches.
at least they were short enough. worst was hsl in my opinion.
anyways, my that C# key, that screw came out again! [previously, during cmc competition]. this time, its as if my fingers had some problem or another, because i was turning and turning and turning for such a long time then it doesnt move. i finally fixed it after..1 hour??
so, then there was emblem speech and class pledge, badge presentation blah blah. then finally performance! sudddenly became v. nervous. however the whole thing went well. we had 90% of undivided attention? i think. although it might have looked weird in our full uniform, with the stupid bow and all.
followed by handbell, choir then dance. all great, the last being best. then the pc/psl did their stuff, parents dismissed, sec1s did a cheer and some bombings.. while we were waiting for them to just hurry up and leave so we can go as well.
back in the bandroom.. they gave up those sunshine cream buns to 'reward' us for coming. i am not a fan, but better than nothing. cute thing was, almost everyone wanted chocolate. weird. chocolate cream + bun = doesnt sound like it tastes nice. to me at least. so, the leaders were throwing/handing the buns around. extra chocolate was gRabbeD!. the perc thing was funny too. the bun became squashed ;P
after this whole thing, it just makes me remember i was like this 1year - 1day ago. proudly walking down the red carpet, pinning the badge, doing the 'sec1 OI' cheer. seems just like yesterday. thats a cliche i know. but cliches are often true.

remembering the triumph,
the hurt, the pain
the withstanding.
just me, just one
alone, innocent, unafraid.
ready to conquer.

`lets outshine the rest.

p.s. this is wayy too late for me to sleep. hope for no long-lasting effects..

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haiz. dont have much to say right now. just wanted to update about my updates.. haha whatever.
feel a bit sian-ded cos tomorrow had sec1 induction and i have to reach school v. early. wakeing up same time as weekdays sumore!. saturday's my 1 day to sleep in luh. and its gone. not so bad if i have to reach, say, 11 or something. although i know that's just wishful thinking. they are never THAT nice..
i think i shall say my energy for today? because i shall try to post about ceremony tomorrow, so musn't waste time. somehow i always cant post more than twice a week. too lazy :) okies. hopefully hear from me tomorrow. tootles!

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another one of these stuff... so i act exactly my age?? hmm but i did this last year.

You Are 14 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

i thought the other day about what amirah asked. if i was upset about not holding any position at all. at that time i said no. but if i were to truely think and answer, of course i am. at least that bit of disappointment, that bit of sadness, that bit of weird tummy-ness. for it boiled down, didnt it? to the fact that i was no longer wanted to lead. none of that 'we want a change' nonsense. puh-lease.
perhaps i will have a more relaxed year..yah. but i missed so much. the leading, the shouting, the taking responsibility, the class com OT times, everything. it changed much of my life last year. it changed ME. i wouldnt have 'achieved' this sort of relationship with most people if not for that fact. so if u were to ask of disappointment, its a definite yes.
there's so many things i wish to help out in, to contribute. but its no longer as easy as last year. not when sometimes i feel im nothing. i know i had a whole year's chance to show that i can. but i suppose i blew that chance.

`no turning back

"Advice for the day: If you have a headache, do what it says on the aspirin bottle: Take two, and KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN."

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hey im back. to blogging unregularly. haha.

on sunday i was sitting in the church bus waiting for it to move off, when the indian girl next to me just turned around and asked if i were from chongfu pri. she also knew my p1 class and cca. i gathered her name was victoria. it is something that have made me thinking so deeply.

all these while the type of people that we meet and the things that we say could change so much of our lives. so often we just take them for granted, an eternal. if we look closely enough it is always the little things that count, that stick to the back of your brain like an ant does to honey. the position might change, but it is there, always there;
big things may change the course of our lives, the summary. the smallest things shape it. the people, the lives that we touch, it all makes a difference. only us can decide if the difference shall be great or terrible. if we were willing to try hard enough, anything is possible.

`when we believe.

"Few women admit their age. Few men act theirs."

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12 am on the dot. happy new year everyone. just minus 1 day only. (:
i have tons of things that i wissh to post about. howevery, just too little time. with too much homework. wait okies. i shall try my very best.

`what more can i say.

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