I can't stand my Mum sometimes. She's forever making pessimistic remarks whenever my brother and I want to do something other than STUDYING. First it was my brother's prefectorial obligations. She keeps encouraging him to quit 'cos 'he is under a lot of stress'. Come on, the boy's only ELEVEN..and you have to pass negative comments such as, 'you will end up as nothing in the end', 'you can't even take care of your own tie. you're such a failure'. My Mum is not the kind of mother who will encourage her kids. She's totally prejudiced against TJC! It may not be the best around, but it is MY SCHOOL. I can never spend a minute without her making one negative remark in the car every morning when the folks drive me to school. And she's not even TRYING to be supportive..she keeps complaining about choir ('WHY DO YOU COME BACK SO LATE?), and how so-and-so's kid made it to a non-SAP secondary school, inferior to Dunman High, and STILL managed to get into VJ.
Whatever.
Sharon rocked during TJ Idol auditions!!! Too bad she caught us making her the banner…I literally SPRAWLED over the stupid thing when she came running over to where we were hiding! Too bad that my fats weren’t sufficient to hide it, so she saw it! Anyway, we were flashing it at her while she sang her heart out. Heh. Caught other friends singing too…and my darling choir seniors! They sang an acapella piece about baking and had everyone in stitches. Practically half the people who took part were from the choir! It’s like they’re enhancing the stereotypical mindset that people have about choir people and singing competitions…blahhh.
I shall write a little about Valentine’s Day… I got loads of stuff from all the people who love me and my PERFECTIONS…hehehehhhh. Melonhead’s hear-shaped balloon was abit cumbersome on the bus though. This –beep- gestured towards it and made a poking action towards it in front of his equally immature friends…who laughed! Childish secondary school brats. Pfft. I’m so glad that I’m not longer part of that label.
Angie’s council campaigning is out full force! VJC is really quite efficient in this aspect..elections for students’ council in my school don’t start until after O-Level results are released. Speaking of O-Level results. One word: ARGHHHHHHHHH.
Shaun’s really quite entertaining. I helped him pass –something- to –someone- on Vday. I’m not saying who or what ‘cos I want to keep my neck intact, thank you very much (have u seen his biceps??). Ahem. After I did that, he started to freak out really, really badly, fretting that his beloved would think badly of him and get scared off. So yesterday, guess what? We were having lunch together, with Hakeem and bunch. Shaun saw –her- and she waved and smiled at him, causing him to BLUSH like I’ve never seen him done before. Plus, he had that STUPID look on his face…hahahhahahaha..as if it was his birthday, Christmas and Chinese New Year all in one. I tried taking his picture but the git hid behind his hands. Killjoy.
Happy Chinese New Year!
I’m soooooooo exhausted. Stress is taking it’s toll on my body--- I’ve lost 2 kilos since I came to TJC! Not that I’m complaining though. Again, I apologise for not blogging often. I’m not the kind of person who will make it a conscious effort to blog everyday, trying to make everyday mundane events seem really exciting and fascinating to everyone else. I just don’t see the point.
Yesterday, we had loads of fun during General Paper. I helped to prepare Chun Kiat and Francis for their ‘Becoming Famous People’ skit. They were Charlie Chaplin and Hitler respectively. Francis had to ‘sacrifice for his art’; we smeared gunk all over his spiked ‘do until it was totally flat and parted at the side. Poor guy. I think it was traumatizing for him---- all those girls watching! Hahah! Plus, he’s not exactly un-noticeable ‘cos of his imposing stature. Yas and I were joking that if he was in a war, they would spot him and shoot him first. HAH! Sorry dude…. While he tried (futile attempt.) to duck him head from the masses, Fatimah and I were busy snapping pics with our T630s. Pricelesssss.
Fati, Yas, Stanley and I had a 90 minute lunch break, ‘cos we don’t take econs (HAH! I don’t take econssss!)….and guess what? Our entire class skipped the econs lecture so that we could lunch at bedok central. Cool or what? It was fun watching the guys eat, even though it involved some cringing on my part. Jonathan eats very neatly. Shaun takes big mouthfuls. Francis eats like…my brother. As in, shovel shovel gulp gulp.
PW session was fun. We analysed a case study on team dynamics, and basically the antagonist was a ‘Mrs Ng’, incidentally the name of my (insert profanity) biology teacher. So, when we were told to comment on the mistakes made by the people in the case study, everyone condemned ‘Mrs Ng’. I think we sorta baffled the teacher, but what the heck. That woman makes biology SHEER TORTURE.
Next was CNY Carnival! My orientation group had a stall, so I went to help out. It was cool….we sold practically everything!!! Sara, Lingzi and Wuenyi came from their respective JCs. Teared abit when I saw Sara…I MISS THAT GIRL!!! Haa. Waited around for mass dancing to start, but it didn’t. I also played with Sharon’s little sis…she’s so cute and huggable!!!! And HYPERRRR. Piggie and Jianming were running out of breath just trying to race with her….she’s so incredibly sporting and friendly! I got CREAMED in the face by Vidhi. Then Sharon joined in. Then Xiaowei. So I got smeared all over, but I wiped my face clean. THEN, Jianming globbed my neck. Xiaowei sneaked around me, and WHAMMED this plate of cream onto my face. I was screaming hysterically…Sharon says that I’m an easy target…I’m just defenseless and helpless in the face off flying plates with cream. I mean, even if I did cover my face, they would have gotten the junk all over me. Oh wait, they DID.
Went for dinner after that. Weldon and Jingyuan, piggie’s friends from OAC joined us, and so did Puff’s secondary school friends. Weldon freaks me out. Number one: He weighs 50 kilos as well!!!!! I’m officially obese. Number 2: He acts so faggoty around Jianming (esp him.) and the rest of us….*shudder*. Nevertheless it was quite amusing to see J being freaked out.
I spoke to this guy, Bing Sheng, who’s actually my upstairs- neighbour! It was so scary!!! I mean, I know this person’s family; I even spoke to his dad three days ago! And I know that they have a skinny son who’s anti-social, but I haven’t seen his face properly. So, along came BS, who lives in the same block as me, whose house I walk pass every single day before I descend down the stairs to my unit on the 5th floor. It was such a shock when I asked whether anyone lived in Tampines, and he asked me my block number, and I told him, and he said, ‘That’s MY block!!’ Whew. Talk about a small world. It’s PUNYYYYYY.
