Milestones

This is a milestone post. it is my 100th post on this blog. haha.. *pops champagne*?...

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okay fine.

today is the last day that us VJC JC2s hv of happiness. or as i mentioned in previous entries, pseudo happiness. tmr we get back our results. hai.. or well. i dont reli noe, cos i hv onli one lecture tmr. but mb they'll give back during the tutorial sessions. oh well. scared to see the marks lah. especially chem. haii.. oh well.. toodles. i'm gg to drown myself in panic again.

hurhur

cheers~ n peace. n good luck pple.

The Preliminary Conspiracy

Its all a conspiracy. its not because our exams of the impending A levels that our exams are placed so early. its bcos they dont want us to play the fool after the exams. mean, i tell u. let me explain.

The park is empty. no one goes there to play soccer. hai.. bcos of THEIR exams. let me elaborate further. nobody wants to play badminton. (well except for some j2s..). haii.. so i'm stuck at home playing antisocial computer games. though i hv this nagging feeling tt i shld be mugging chem. but lazy. n i need to go to sch n give mr kan smthg. but soo far away. i could ask sum1 to do it for me.. wonders of technology. haha.. see first. haha..

~.~

I suddenly thought of smthg jus now. lots of pple talk abt adopting children when they grow up. well, all in the good nature of it, but it suddenly brought up a memory of a song... i'm not sure by whom, but its an oldie...

As I was slowly passing an orphan's home one day,

I thought I'd stop a little while just to watch the children play

Alone, a boy was standing, and when I asked him why,

He turned with eyes that could not see,

And he began to cry.

I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.

Just like a flower, I'm growing wild.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smiles.

Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

People come for children, and take them for their own.

But they all seem to pass me, and I'm left here all alone.

I know they'd like to take me, but when they see I'm blind,

They always take some other child, and I am left behind.

I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.

Just like a flower, I'm growing wild.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smiles.

Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

No mommy's arms to hold me, Or soothe me when I cry.

Sometimes it gets so lonely, I wish that I could die.

I'll walk the streets of heaven, Where all the blind can see.

And just like all the other kids, There'd be a home for me.

I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.

Just like a flower, I'm growing wild.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smiles.

Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

i think tt wld be a great (albeit very difficult) thing to do, to adopt a disabled child. note: i'm not saying i'd hv the courage to do that, though i wish i had the courage to do..

oh wells..

cheers~ n peace.

Post-Exam Depression?

No typo, i did say post-exam depression. is it a possible scenario? is it possible for one to actually get depressed due to the end (or rather, in my case, pseudo-end) of exams? Because i was feeling down for a long time today and a large portion of yesterday... now why?

Post exam depression could be an offshoot of boredom. Boredom due to a sudden removal of a 'purpose' in life. Maybe. Before exams, one studies (cough cough) hard so that one can get the grades, duh... but then after the exams, no reason to study anymore. is that a possible explanation?

No. Because, technically, its untrue to say we 'A' level students hv lost our cause/purpose in life - the bloody 'A' level paper is in one bloody month's time. (Its a startling revelation, isnt it?). Besides, not all of us would actually have Studied excessively due to exams right? right??

Anw, i think Post-Exam Depression, or rather, i should name it "inter-exam depression", is a result of there being too many things to do. Unfortunately, as fate should have it, these many things for us to do are inappropriate to do due to the "inter-exam" status quo.

For our exams havent truly ended. Its an illusion springing from the fact that subconsciously we know that the hard stage is over - prelims. "'A' levels is a snitch isn't it?". so.. we WANT to do stuff. but we can't. cos we know deep down, the freaking exams arent over. bah...

But then, this wld be specified as "inter-exam depression". So okay, i'm (or rather was) suffering from inter-exam depression. So does Post-Exam Depression exist?

I think it does. At least for me. But in this case, its more like.. There's sooo much to do, yet so little time to do it. And it becomes one huge mess... Like after "O' levels. That, was hectic. I even commented that post exam is more stressful than exam. True to a certain extent anw..

Anw, anybody suffering from post exam depression inter-exam depression, fret not, post post exam depression elation does exist.

anw, enough abt P.E.D.

yeah man, its not even true. more like PPED (pseudo-post-exam-depression) - still got Maths S on monday. smack in the middle of nothing. i want to go out!! please my friends, if u read this... i'm dying at home... falling steadily into the abyss of darkness, being dragged down the boulevard of broken rubber dreams..

Drama sial..

okay,

cheers~ n peace.

Hark the End is Nigh

wonder if my last entry angered any ManUtd fans.. oh well.. sorry if it did, but its jus in harmless jest. anw so much for the hype that u get a well balanced goalless draw. buh..

so far exams: physics was generally okay, prompting me to question why they make chem so hard when they make physics so (relatively) easy. those ... teachers.. hmph no fair.

anw the final stretch is here. the hardest four papers tt i'll ever sit for (i hope). in sequence:

1. Further Mathematics (Pure Maths)
2. Further Mathematics (Applied Maths)
3. Physics (Special)
4. Mathematics (Special)

oh n theres a chem MCQ sandwiched in between no.s 1 and 2. you want to eat?? (complete with hand gestures)

exam periods are so dreary. each day that passes u tell urself "jus a little to go" but its the longest "little" we ever go thru. if onli the holidays pass by as slowly as exams do. n its theres little glorious prospects after our prelims, for then comes the real papers. those flown in from cambridge. *bows in respectful awe*. sadly..

you get stressed before exam period, u get bored n lonely during exam period, n u get a rude awakening after exam period. why, then, do we need exams, when it induces such negative emotions?

argh..

good luck n try to strive on last few days. except u stupid trip science pple who hv finished, u idiots. haha.. okay..

cheers~ n peace.

Where I am procastinating..

I just woke up from a horrible dream where i was sitting for chem paper three, n the teacher's were looking at us as if they were like "those poor souls" n they actually told us that "if u cant do, dont worry, even the teachers found it hard" haiii... nightmare nightmare.

i hate exams. one more week n one more day.. jia you..

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I see u year ones n non-prelim-taking pple coming up to us n asking "how's ur exam??". don lie u guys. i noe wat ur thinking. "poor dude, thank goodness i'm not him".. haha.. i was year one once too, u noe..

haha jus kidding..

anw i didnt hv many senior friends. probably one, or two, or three. most prob can count on a single hand. mainly badminton guys, n a few others la..

oh well, i hv more junior friends. *grins cheekily*.

~.~

i think its high time for a sequel to bend it like beckham. its highly outdated. probably the sequel shld be called "balloon it like beckham", or smthg like that.. the poor guy is mocked for his penalty miss(es). well, i guess its a matter of how often a play of how great a standard like beckham forgets he's playing soccer n goes into rugby.

move over johnny wilkinson.. here's...... Beckham!!..

anw, speaking of which, tmr's the match. Liverpool v. Man Utd. The one where the European Champions (hurhur) face off against the championship pretenders (hurhur). now.. who do u think i support? *whistles innocently*

oh yeah, i forgot to mention, championship pretenders and FA-cup runners-up. always second best ya?

n owen is a magpie whose feet still hvnt started talking. no goals.. poor thing. shld hv come liverpool. at least liverpool hv a midfield worth mentioning, even if their attack can be summed up with one word - "dreadful". nahhhh... i noe liverpool's attack is strong, but jus not confident. it'll be a great confidence booster if perhaps this happens?:

steven gerrard plays a cool one two with alonso

gerrard, through-ball...

rio ferdinand left in no-mans' land as djibril cisse...

cisse..

one-on-one with van der Sar..

squares it for crouch..

Crouch SCORES!!!

van der Sar helpless..

n crouch scores!! wid his FEET!!!

den on the other end, van Nistelrooy-Rooney. dangerous.

Man Utd desperate for an equaliser..

Scholes, through ball for rooney,

and Carragher with a great tackle to disposses him..

watch out!

rooney slides in two footed..

definitely a red card...

the KOP expects no less from referee XXX

and yes, he brandishes it,

wayne looney - i mean rooney -

sent off second time in two days..

and man Utd down to 10 men.

Thankfully Keano didnt play, or they'll be down to 9 by now..

Man Utd are full of deadly players. literally. they dont like u they can take u out. for example roy keane. tackled alfe inge halland a few years back wid intentions to ending his carreer. and to think i used to admire him before. yucks... (btw, he boasted abt this)

okay studying calls.

cheers~ n peace

Where There is a JC2 Massacre Week 1

Quick update on exam timetable:

Monday 12/9: Maths C Paper One

• Not too hard, but it was much harder than i had expected. But overall manageable with onli one careless mistake SO FAR that i've seen that might be worth 1-4 marks cut. depending on whether teacher is nice or nasty...

Tuesday 13/9: Chem Paper Three

• Forget Friday the Thirteenth, here's Tuesday the Thirteenth. a horrid paper set with one purpose in mind - to convince all who dare approach it that chem is not for them. i could practically hear the paper yelling at the top of its voice "drop chem, drop chem..." Think i lost minimum 50% of the marks. where does tt put me? obviously, i was in a very bad mood the rest of the day.

Wednesday 14/9: Physics Papers One and Two

• Going into this was like going into a battle after a horrendous defeat the previous day. like japan gg thru the battle after losing midway. key here was to keep calm, relax, dont think abt yesterday (chem III). i succeeded in that. redemption. at least for physics. hopefully.

Thursday 15/9: Chem Paper Two

• Felt like a waste of time, gg to school today, for two reasons. reason 1: its a half-hour paper. reason 2: chasing an A for chem is already chasing a lost cause. but went for it all the same. n yes! it wasnt as hard as paper three. hopefully on track now, looking for paper one. but there's temporary redemption, n hope exists. but i dont aim too high now.

Friday (tomorrow) 16/9: Maths Paper Two

• Mechanics, Statistics, Applied Maths. should be playing up my strengths? hopefully there'll be minimal integration (yucks!). i hope the mechanics questions wld be all right. i quite intend to do the applied maths section. hurhur.. after all, diversity is encouraged. actually must go n study the mechanics parts. i'm a bit shaky in the Maths C mechanics. Power, Projectile (so many formulae), Motion, Variable Acceleration... i think these are the harder few. but thankfully dont hv rubbish that can grow on u like SHM or Vertical Circular Motion. not yet at least. that battle will be waged on next thursday, the day i declare war on the last section on chem. right now, chem is the scariest subject anw.. hopes...

Cheers~ n peace.

Where the Swan Sings

Hear my swansong. well not really. its probably (hopefully) gg to be the last time in some time till i blog again, cos of course, my dear favouritest time of the year, prelims-time is coming up very soon - tmr.

haii n i'm so unprepared.

especially for chem. n physics too. n the blardy f-maths paper which i stardied so hard for is at the very end. buh...

oh well, hopefully i can get the required results.

anw, a random point:

i was typically disgusted by an ad i saw today. pasted up on the walls of a shopping centre (in kovan) hurhur... right in full view of everybody, there was a pic of sum naked woman. well she was covered in the extremely vital parts by fruit. (yes, fruit).

but typically, in our conservative society, nobody (especially those overly conscious of making our society more liberal) considers the feelings of the conservative pple, whom i feel still makes up a majority here. n being conservative, they dont reli speak out, do they? vicious cycle.

and then theres the issue on parents being outlawed from beating their children. i pray this nvr happens to our society, cos i truly believe, as sum1 who has been thru whacking n is thankful for that, that sparing the rod spoils the child.

of course, some say that parents promote violence yada-yada-yada. but well, if a parent beats out of love (i.e. for the better of the child) its called disciplining. effective disciplining.

i fear for the future, seeing the spoilt brats that some more-liberal countries where parents dont hv a hand in disciplining their students. its come to a stage where students are even allowed to utter vulgarities at their teachers. *raises eyebrows*.

if the teachers of past saw this they'll either laugh at the joke that is discipline or cry at the lack of it.

thankfully, currently singapore still disciplines kids to a large extent, even if that extent is being reduced, as teachers' role in disciplining kids are severely restricted by parents who tend to spoil their kids. its quite amusing that even i, as a "modern day child", wld be terrified to return home n tell my parents my teacher scolded me, for fear of getting an even bigger scolding at home. whereas kids nowadays, upon complaining to their parents, would see their teachers getting into trouble.

this is how one breeds spoilt, albeit often intelligent, brats.

so the dilemma tends to this one: intelligence, or morals... pick one.

thats enough from me n this atypical entry.. hurhur.. so..

cheers, n peace~

n to all those suffering under the burden of exams,

Good Luck~! (n sleep early)

Where Hakuna Matata lives on

IT means no worries, for the rest of your life...

*raises eyebrows till they look like theyre part of my hair*

is that a possible situation? no worries, for the rest of your life? hmm.. utopian. idealistic. how is that possible when prelims loom arnd the corner, like an ominous dark cloud loom over the mountain top, threathening that the sky will soon pour?

threats, risks, dangers exist always. worse still, they lie dead straight ahead. currently the stoopid threat that lies dead ahead is prelims. sooner on we'll find the a levels. just gets worse day by day.

n dont we ever stop to consider that, each day that passes, we grow one day closer to our death? or that the fraction of our remaining lifespan that we use up (idly) each day grows ever bigger as days go on?

anw, the trouble at hand is.. the stupid prelims. n how did i prepare for prelims today?

• i studied in the morning.
• then i was interupted for a lunch i had to go to.
• then i got sick with headache n all.
• then i played computer.
• then i played badminton outside.
• then i came inside n watched "Ghost Ship"
• then i came online.

how erm.. productive. wake me up. september is coming soon.

oh den i'm scared. dengue is rampant now. quite scared. that stoopid puny insect that causes so much trouble. why?

stupid mosquito. wonder how badly Gardens is hit...

oh the lunch was at uncledennis's place, at seletar hills. so i persuaded my dad to make a detour (a long one, at that) to see marie's house. hehe.. bo liao eh.. hehe.. anw, at the lunch itself, i was reminded that soon, i wld hv graduated from the drinkers of soft drinks n all to beer.. hurhur. few months time. there here is the much coveted booze -

ahh.. hehe... booze.

but don worry, i aint gonna become some alcoholic or what not. jus need to work my liver, as my dad would put it. too healthy, as he says, is not good.

so hakuna matata. i'm still here online even though prelims are in two days time. lak one korner la.. hurhur.. mat-on. no worries.

cheers~ n peace out.

Where There is No Worries

Where i wake up on the wrong side of the bed.

i now understand that if you get off the bed on the wrong side, u'll be in for a bad day. wait.. first let me point out. this is my room. >>

So how did i get off the wrong side of the bed? i woke up. turned upside down, n got off. so yeah.. hai..

anw, i digress.

it was a bad day... n everything just seemed to go wrong. n i was soo frustrated i actually wrote a poem in my handphone. yep. but i shant publish it here. cos well.. i neednt.

anw, granted i went to vj to buy papers. n surely enough, as things wld hv gone, the photocopy shop had jus closed, n ya. no papers. all the way down to vj for nothing? haha. no. bobbie was there, n ya.. need i say more? =D. (i knew she'd be there)

so yeah i thought good, at least things are getting better. n then it had to get worse after that. looking back i think its lucky i didnt say "things jus cant get worse" cos thankfully it didnt. now that would be desperately sad case. anw, i was soo tired.. n so when i went home.. i didnt do much any work. hai..

but fortunately, today was a better day. i managed to do TJC FM paper one, after much struggling, n scored 73% (i dunno how).. but i think its quite scary, still not stable in FM. if i can score 73% under sans-exam-stress conditions, how can i score A for the actual exam?? haii...

lemme try to do paper two later. TJ paper is jus a warm up. the actually heavy hitting wld start tmr, when i try the NJ Paper.

its quite funny reli, cos i was thinking i could do all my FM papers in one day. (stop laughing, i dunno wat i was thinking). anw, in retrospect, it IS possible. i had 4 school prelim papers, each having a paper one n paper two (so overall 8 papers). n each paper was 3 hrs long. so technically i can finish all of it in one day right? barely.. hurhur.. ya riiight.. (3hrs x 8 = 24hrs = 1 day)

so good, i can finish f-maths. oops, i jus realised i hv two more subjects to prepare for. oh welllll.. physics n chem?? oOo.. soon. soon. soon..

tomorrow never comes. you noe why? cos each time u say tmr, u are implying the time 24 hrs from the time u say it. yep. procastination.

oh well. carpe diem.

speaking of which, i'm living by a new philosophy - Hakuna Matata. yep.

i'd resent it if u claim a monkey taught me that.

it was a baboon.

n not any baboon. a CARTOON baboon.

*nods fervently*

okay. hakuna matata, no worries.

cheers~ n peace out.

Carpark thoughts...

ushnish said i sound like a neighbourhood school reject here. buh.. haha.. read my profile, i aint.

anw, wid respect to that, i could afford a little boasting right? haha.. just that an amusing thought came to me as i was walking along the carpark today.. i think the prize winners for e-maths n a-maths in most schools are often the same person.. esp one like anderson.. haha.. but my year was so weird cos two pple took the two prizes. i managed to get e-maths but failed to get a-maths. guess the difference, is geometry.. haha.. i'm quite good at that, and i'm quite interested in pursuing that later on..

see first.. hehe..

could explain my prowess in mechanics. hurhur..

anw i had such a studying fit. finished most of mechanics. n i'm gg to fire on to stats tonight. n perhaps (hopefully) finish it..

the flame of the sudden inspiration dwells in my heart. n i'm gg to vj tmr for a few reasons. one of them being to buy papers. need practice. revision is nearly done, i think. oh well..

cheongggggggggggggggggggggggggggg

the battle cry of the empire. hurhur..

okay cheers~ n peace.

September Blues

i can hear mechanics callling to me. but duh, i'm ignoring it. i'll respond to it later..

anwae, its been some time since i last wrote anything here. more events happen when ur at home than when ur in school. hurhur..

anw, i went for novena and confession on saturday.. n yup, i'm feelin much better! haha.. i donno why sum pple hv so much objections to catholic practices such as confession. its abt as good as seeing a psychologist is some ways, n its very burden-relieving in sum ways.. oh well.. guess the roman catholic church is considered by the world as outdated, especially in some issues such as contraception. bah... ridiculed we are.. but well. i'm not ashamed. i agree wid the church's stand on that..

science advances so fast. and each time it advances it creates more and more problems, opening a new pandora's box each time... and then more science n research has to be put in to compensate these problems. n the cycle perpetuates. oh well..

okay. den sunday was hai.. tiring..

i woke up soo early to go for 7am mass.. but i sang okay.. but quite weird. some of the hymns the basses has soo weird parts, n de other two veteran-bases were so well, veteran, n expert at singing the bass parts. and i was like "huh?" cos i didnt noe the parts.. anw, after the mass they taught me. still cant rmb though. till they pass me the score.

anw, then after tt i rushed for badminton. and i did a wallabies. played four games, n lost four games. its prob onli a matter of time before i play four games n lose five games =(. oh well, its a matter of playing faster i guess, n moving faster. n all.. oh well.. first priority is the prelims.

speaking of which. darn, i hear mechanics calling again. on such a tight schedule, cos i want to go out some time in these hols. =).. inspired. okay enough for now. adieu~
cheers~ n peace.

New Marital Tradition!!

I shouldnt be here. I should be studying. I am too tired.

oh well..

Anw, i was rather amused today. My parents intend to be trendsetters in terms of marital trends.. They said, assuming i get married (not an invalid assumption), that on my wedding day they will carry out a novel practice. Rather than have anything that resembles a tea-ceremony or anything like that, my parents decided to hv a "washing-off-the-hands ceremony", likened to that of Pilate washing his hands on Good Friday two millenia ago.

"I wash my hands off you, son. Now all problems and responsibilities are with your wife."

i'm not that bad am i? looks innocently sad.....

oh well...

okay this will be my shortest post. ever. cos i hv to go for choir now.

st. maximillian of smthg choir. (hey at least i got one part of it so far right?)

hehe

~.~

Boo.. i'm back. its after choir n i decided that a short post isnt a right post. hurhur.. so i'm back here, continuing this. oh anw, i've finally discovered what my choir name is - st maximilian kolbe choir. he was a martyr. yeah, can check out more.. =)

anw as of today i've completed complex numbers n vectors. wats left is eigenvalues/vectors n a little of analysis. but well, i'd hv completed it by the end of the hols.. (what hols?)

and i'm not stressed. i'm just tired. and bored. n sleepy again. oh well, short post it is then, though not THAT short.. haha.. okay..

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I wont let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

- Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney

cheers~ n peace.