Miss ya, Junebug, by the way.
So the mid years are done with, and people are relaxing..
While I'm making plans!
Of course, my world domination ideas are very private, and I will not open them for public perusal, or else I might get caught like Dr Horrible from Dr Horrible's Sing-along blog.
Just kidding.
Rather, I'm planning on how to be a stellar student, which is actually kinda fun - probably better than ruling the world. Imagine how I'd have to solve all those poverty and overpopulation problems! And then the environmental issues, the economic downturns, the unemployment rates, the epidemics, the crime rates, the desperate ploys for my crown... But I digress.
BACK TO THE TOPIC:
I've made a list of fixed daily activities - things I must routinely do. 'Lo behold!
1. Study (of course) a list of fixed subjects on school days, 30 minutes each.
2. Do notes.
3. Finish homework at school (except last period homework and folios).
And then some social stuff:
1. Watch my temper - a.k.a., don't yell too much. Be firm but don't let anyone ruin my day.
2. Compliment someone.
3. Go out of my way to do a chore or help someone.
And to top it all off, some quotes for good luck:
- Do or do not. There is no try. - Star Wars
- A goal not written is only a wish. - Proverb
- Character is the discipline to follow through with resolutions long after the spirit in which they were made has passed. - Proverb
- The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing...
Good timber does not grow with ease
The stronger wind, the stronger trees.
- Douglas Malloch
- The risk of riskless living is the greatest risk of all - Sean Covey
- We have met the enemy, and he is us.
- People are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be. - Abraham Lincoln
Gonna write a story. See ya.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I knew it.
*bows at the feet of the blog* I solemnly and sincerely apologise to the Blue Apple blog and vow not to leave again without prior notice.
Sorry x99999999! Seriously, now. I completely forgot about my blog till that day my friend mentioned it to me.
Now, to the trueranting blogging!
This year, I'm taking part in drama and choir.
Fish.
I knew it was going to happen.
Guess what? Pn. S said, since the practices will clash (inevitably), I have to choose between the two. Now, let's see the merits and "non-merits" of each, shall we?
DRAMA
Background
- I tried to enter last year, but chess was held at the same time.
- They got number two last year.
This year
- They put me in, but my role isn't very important. I've got about 15 lines.
Views on it
- I'm not fond of the teachers.
- We're little more than 3 weeks away from the competition, but we haven't confirmed the roles yet. Which is utterly ridiculous. We confirmed it yesterday with Pn. R, but then Pn. S came today and confirmed a different cast. Confusion.
- I already memorised the script, which they have changed twice.
- The teacher cancelled some lines. The other teacher cancelled some other lines. The play is short. Wham.
- Since we're all friends, we can practice at each other's house.
CHOIR
Background
- I also tried to enter last year, but the only Form 1s chosen were Adrian and Lisha. Apparently, the teacher thought they had more commitment. They tried to quit, but failed.
- They got number two last year.
This year
- I got in. I was the only soprano who came for every practice last year.
Views on it
-Previously, I was the only one who knew the whole thing, but now we've finished learning the song.
- It's only our dynamics that have any trouble.
- We're a good team.
- We practice during school hours.
- I helped one of the new sopranos train, and now she knows the song already.
- We've only just finished the song. We haven't learnt the intro and finale.
It looks like choir might win, but drama = fun + already trained for. Plus, in choir, the voices meld, but in drama, one person can screw everything.
I've decided to ask Ms C if I can be a reserve for choir. Wish me luck.
Sorry x99999999! Seriously, now. I completely forgot about my blog till that day my friend mentioned it to me.
Now, to the true
This year, I'm taking part in drama and choir.
Fish.
I knew it was going to happen.
Guess what? Pn. S said, since the practices will clash (inevitably), I have to choose between the two. Now, let's see the merits and "non-merits" of each, shall we?
DRAMA
Background
- I tried to enter last year, but chess was held at the same time.
- They got number two last year.
This year
- They put me in, but my role isn't very important. I've got about 15 lines.
Views on it
- I'm not fond of the teachers.
- We're little more than 3 weeks away from the competition, but we haven't confirmed the roles yet. Which is utterly ridiculous. We confirmed it yesterday with Pn. R, but then Pn. S came today and confirmed a different cast. Confusion.
- I already memorised the script, which they have changed twice.
- The teacher cancelled some lines. The other teacher cancelled some other lines. The play is short. Wham.
- Since we're all friends, we can practice at each other's house.
CHOIR
Background
- I also tried to enter last year, but the only Form 1s chosen were Adrian and Lisha. Apparently, the teacher thought they had more commitment. They tried to quit, but failed.
- They got number two last year.
This year
- I got in. I was the only soprano who came for every practice last year.
Views on it
-Previously, I was the only one who knew the whole thing, but now we've finished learning the song.
- It's only our dynamics that have any trouble.
- We're a good team.
- We practice during school hours.
- I helped one of the new sopranos train, and now she knows the song already.
- We've only just finished the song. We haven't learnt the intro and finale.
It looks like choir might win, but drama = fun + already trained for. Plus, in choir, the voices meld, but in drama, one person can screw everything.
I've decided to ask Ms C if I can be a reserve for choir. Wish me luck.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
YWS, birthdays, and some other assorted things.
Sick! So completely sick!
This holiday, on our trip to Penang, my brother got a fever. Not long afterward, my mom and dad were infected too. Then my turn. And whoopie! We have sore throats and blocked nasal passages as well.
I am.. marginally better than the rest. Gargling salt water and sipping lemon honey drinks have been good remedies.
And what else is sick? Well.. just look at the last lines above the postscript.
And guess what! I joined a site. It's called YWS.. Stands for Young Writers' Society (now, don't immediately stop reading because you just saw the word "writer".). It's pretty nice.. but that's my opinion.
And Chee Keen has just celebrated his birthday not long ago, and Sarran is about to have his. And after that.. mine! Whoohooo! And my mum's, and Hui Shen's, and Khesha's, and basically loads of people's. You BETTER get me a present (you know who you are) !
And last but not least, take a look at this pic. Please.
http://photoblog.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2008/11/13/1673378.aspx
Try reading the comments too.
P.S.: I read this quote from a signpost in the Pulau Kukup National Park.
"Alone we can do little, but together, we can change the world."
and
"To change those around you, you must first change yourself."
Amen to that!
This holiday, on our trip to Penang, my brother got a fever. Not long afterward, my mom and dad were infected too. Then my turn. And whoopie! We have sore throats and blocked nasal passages as well.
I am.. marginally better than the rest. Gargling salt water and sipping lemon honey drinks have been good remedies.
And what else is sick? Well.. just look at the last lines above the postscript.
And guess what! I joined a site. It's called YWS.. Stands for Young Writers' Society (now, don't immediately stop reading because you just saw the word "writer".). It's pretty nice.. but that's my opinion.
And Chee Keen has just celebrated his birthday not long ago, and Sarran is about to have his. And after that.. mine! Whoohooo! And my mum's, and Hui Shen's, and Khesha's, and basically loads of people's. You BETTER get me a present (you know who you are) !
And last but not least, take a look at this pic. Please.
http://photoblog.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2008/11/13/1673378.aspx
Try reading the comments too.
P.S.: I read this quote from a signpost in the Pulau Kukup National Park.
"Alone we can do little, but together, we can change the world."
and
"To change those around you, you must first change yourself."
Amen to that!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Johore International Jamboree 2008
I've been shamefully neglecting my blog. It seems so barren.. Sorry!
Nyways.. I'm back from camp.
The camp was bad in terms of organisation, good in terms of people, and had terrible plumbing. We used lake water for dishes and the toilet bowls were rarely empty (no flushing - absolutely nauseating). I met some very friendly people and some real arseholes that acted like they've never seen a girl before. And the organisers forgot to put lots of things in English to ensure the internationals could understand. There was a really tall menara at the entrance - well done.
Day 1 - Felt really lonely. I was the only girl from my school. The tent broke. I stayed with the girls from SMK Pendeta Za'ba. Nice people.
Day 2 - Better. I don't remember much from this day.
Day 3 - Went to Pulau Kukup. Met Pulau Pinang girls from Jit Sin.
In the afternoon we couldn't go out for activities. There was some luncheon where they invited people from all contingents. After that we had to clean up.
Day 4 - We tried to complete the activities today, but there was one last activity scheduled for tomorrow. So we weren't allowed to do it. The contingent people scolded us for not finishing.
Day 5 - We did canoeing today. It was fun! Wasn't as scary as I thought. Skipped paintball though - it took so bloody long to wait. I went for a walk around the camp site while my friends waited and when I came back like, an hour later they were STILL where I left them. They said it was fun and really painful. And I wasn't allowed nyway - for 14+ only.
Day 6 - Went back.
Short summary of what happened. Not very detailed. But whatever. I'm in Penang now. Dad has some meeting. Will be here till December 1st.
Nyways.. I'm back from camp.
The camp was bad in terms of organisation, good in terms of people, and had terrible plumbing. We used lake water for dishes and the toilet bowls were rarely empty (no flushing - absolutely nauseating). I met some very friendly people and some real arseholes that acted like they've never seen a girl before. And the organisers forgot to put lots of things in English to ensure the internationals could understand. There was a really tall menara at the entrance - well done.
Day 1 - Felt really lonely. I was the only girl from my school. The tent broke. I stayed with the girls from SMK Pendeta Za'ba. Nice people.
Day 2 - Better. I don't remember much from this day.
Day 3 - Went to Pulau Kukup. Met Pulau Pinang girls from Jit Sin.
In the afternoon we couldn't go out for activities. There was some luncheon where they invited people from all contingents. After that we had to clean up.
Day 4 - We tried to complete the activities today, but there was one last activity scheduled for tomorrow. So we weren't allowed to do it. The contingent people scolded us for not finishing.
Day 5 - We did canoeing today. It was fun! Wasn't as scary as I thought. Skipped paintball though - it took so bloody long to wait. I went for a walk around the camp site while my friends waited and when I came back like, an hour later they were STILL where I left them. They said it was fun and really painful. And I wasn't allowed nyway - for 14+ only.
Day 6 - Went back.
Short summary of what happened. Not very detailed. But whatever. I'm in Penang now. Dad has some meeting. Will be here till December 1st.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Message to sue faye - a long, partial comment on her blog
Sue Faye, I could not disagree with you more. I love my secondary school life more than I could ever love that old hellhole of a primary school, although I strongly respect and also recommend it, because that is the treatment the young need to get them in shape and disciplined. Secondary school has shown me how restricted the world I lived in before was. And for one of the few times in my life, I finally felt like I fit in. It isn't very likely I will be changed and influenced a lot by people for the worse (not drastically, anyway). I am an adolescent, and not a child anymore. I do hope, after all these years, I have acquired a little knowledge, just enough to discern the good friends from the bad. And friends will never ruin you intentionally, not unless you pick the wrong ones to trust in. Admittedly, I have seldom trusted my close friends with secrets - too often they are suddenly spread far and wide. But then again, I have not been betrayed (that's a strong word, though) this year so far. And just because Jane was a b*tchy, stuck up, snobbish, gossipy jerk, it doesn't mean everyone is.
Refer to http://1995feel.blogspot.com/ if you have no idea what I'm talking about.
This is what I wanted to say in the last post. It has no relation with the one above.:
Straightfoward. I think you are being pathetically childish (you know who you are). Does being the society queen bee, or being the friend of one, affect your life that much? Thank goodness I've gotten over the stage where I needed people to acknowledge that I had 'power'. 4 years ago. Social life with peers have meant a lot since, though. And you needn't act high and mighty because you are a queen bee, a Kate in the Lizzie McGuire world. Take my word for it (it's not likely you will be given anything else, not the way your acting at the moment), people really couldn't care less. I hope it's a passing phase, because I really would like to be friends.
Refer to http://1995feel.blogspot.com/ if you have no idea what I'm talking about.
This is what I wanted to say in the last post. It has no relation with the one above.:
Straightfoward. I think you are being pathetically childish (you know who you are). Does being the society queen bee, or being the friend of one, affect your life that much? Thank goodness I've gotten over the stage where I needed people to acknowledge that I had 'power'. 4 years ago. Social life with peers have meant a lot since, though. And you needn't act high and mighty because you are a queen bee, a Kate in the Lizzie McGuire world. Take my word for it (it's not likely you will be given anything else, not the way your acting at the moment), people really couldn't care less. I hope it's a passing phase, because I really would like to be friends.
Another three things.. and a postponed post
First off.. early birthday wishes to my sister! Its on November 17th. Sorry I can't get you a present though.
Secondly, I'll miss all of you Form 5 n 6 people.. good luck in your exams and blah-blah-blah.. the usual stuff. But I really will miss you guys, especially in scouts.
Thirdly, I won't be here from Saturday to Thursday. I'll be at some Scout Jamboree in Batu Pahat. See ya.
And I have a lot more to say. About society. About my peers and snobbish and utterly childish (yes, more so than me) some of them can be. Unfortunately, my father is making gestures at me that indicate that I should cut my speech short. So until the next post! (probly tomorrow)
Secondly, I'll miss all of you Form 5 n 6 people.. good luck in your exams and blah-blah-blah.. the usual stuff. But I really will miss you guys, especially in scouts.
Thirdly, I won't be here from Saturday to Thursday. I'll be at some Scout Jamboree in Batu Pahat. See ya.
And I have a lot more to say. About society. About my peers and snobbish and utterly childish (yes, more so than me) some of them can be. Unfortunately, my father is making gestures at me that indicate that I should cut my speech short. So until the next post! (probly tomorrow)
Friday, November 7, 2008
Another Poem
Just for kicks.
Anhedonic emptiness
Spears the lonely hours
She spends them weeping in her tower
Trapped where she cannot escape.
Eclipsed completely, she is the moon
To her peers' bright suns
And lonely she is
For no light can find her
Instead they render her imperceptible to the eye
In vain she hopes that she will be the darkness no longer
That one will lead her out
That she will be the one to shine
That life will bring her into the world
Where she can live again.
But time pasts: she ebbs away
Dust she becomes.
Unknown. Nameless.
And none care.
Anhedonic emptiness
Spears the lonely hours
She spends them weeping in her tower
Trapped where she cannot escape.
Eclipsed completely, she is the moon
To her peers' bright suns
And lonely she is
For no light can find her
Instead they render her imperceptible to the eye
In vain she hopes that she will be the darkness no longer
That one will lead her out
That she will be the one to shine
That life will bring her into the world
Where she can live again.
But time pasts: she ebbs away
Dust she becomes.
Unknown. Nameless.
And none care.
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