this week was a total waste of time.
wasn't feeling half swell to do anything.
this is what you call a complete waste of time.
this week has been waking up, going to school.. sneezing.. coughing.. trying to stay awake... not paying attention to anything.. be it lecture or tutorial or otherwise.. ponning french to go interview an mp.. stoning around the computer lab during chem remedial instead of doing the tutorial that was due 2 days ago. going for lysis.. stoning there.. ponning tamil... being yelled at for ponning tamil.. [tamil homework was due on monday. it's almost a week overdue..] ponning french 3 times in a row.. then going for french.. being yelled at for my french thing which was due 2 months ago.. going for lysis again.. and stoning aroung reading shape magazine.. and competing with shireen to see who has the strongest inner thigh muscles... after being inspired by the magazine, and being bored watching the male chorus act over and over again.
so we started stretching.
haha.
they said to hold the stretch for 15 seconds.. we did it for a little more than 40 minutes..
that was pure torture. haha. after that i had to sit on the floor cause i didn't want to bend my knees..
after that went to hv to collect my photos. was actually supposed to go study with mahaen, but mahaen and i both know that although one of us would study.. the other would go on and on talking about all the nonsense in the world.
so i decided that mahean would be better off without my disturbing yakking.
and then ranon asked me to go to the hc carnival with him.. cause apparently he was supposed to go meet his friend, but his friend was going with his girlfriend.. and he didn't want to be extra...
but i don't want to be extra with you, dear.
haha.
people are going to think we're together again.
and went home. and slept. much needed rest for sick old me.
watched the news on tv.
they did some feature on some cultural thing.
could pick out 14 people from that 30 second bit.
and today was talking about xinhui becoming a psc scholar.
and pretty much everyone else becoming a scholar.
and with my common results grades..
which needed to be handed up and signed two days ago.
and i'm too scared to show it to my parents.
and am the lowest in class for french.
and i have to start french tuition.
tomorrow.
what joy.
and i forgot to go for night of laughter today.
how irritating.
the whole day i was wondering what the heck i had on..
turns out that i had forgotten about this.
how smart.
and then got news about my youngest uncle having to go to court to finalise his divorce.
and i didn't even know that he was getting divorced.
his wife initiated it.
so now out of my mother's 6 siblings, more than half are divorced.
that sounds pretty bad.
more than half of my uncles and aunties are divorced.
only 2 of them are left still married. happily or not, i don't know.
feel extremely disgusted at the way they're treating each other.
my mom's talking to my uncle on the phone telling him to forget about her..
if he just apologized or SOMETHING.. maybe he could salvage it.
but no..
we have the "family pride.."
whatever.
we spend so long finding the right person we want to spend the rest of our lives with..
the person you want to wake up every day to.
the person you want to spend your every breathing moment with..
the person who you don't mind sharing your bank account with..
and then leave her leave you just because of some little fight?
that's just plain stupid.
maybe he doesn't love her or something.
if i left my guy, he had better come back running.
that's the thing about some people.. haha like me.
say one thing, mean the opposite.
haha.
but then that's me.
it's scary now that i might have a higher probablity of getting divorced rather than staying married..
but i'm hardly one who would follow stereotypes. haha.
i hope.
oh well, was never a good one with relationships.
or maybe the right guy has yet to come.
why am i even thinking about this?
i'm not even 17.
i should seriously be worrying more about pw writeups, ionic equilibira and whether i should risk getting my skechers dirty if i wore them to school.
which seem so much more trivial than the things hongyan and vid have to worry about.
those poor kids.
especially hong yan, who was super super stressed with lit day and ra and stuff.
you can tell that she's realy about to snap when she actually becomes angry.. or irritated.
hongyan is never angry.
i should know.
i've been pushing the limits for the past 5 years.
but i saw her on the verge on thursday.
was secretly hoping that she would, so we could go tsk and start a fight old crescent style.
but she's too good natured for that.
bah.
Saturday, July 31, 2004
got this from dorothy's blog.
"A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:
Dear Mom,It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing to you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I've been finding real passion with John and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion mom, I'm pregnant and John said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter.
He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too.
John taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so John can get better; he sure deserves it!!Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Some day I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,Judith
PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home."
maybe i should use it too.
was pretty much mucking about today during rehearsal.
and then we started talking abotu power rangers and captain planet and all the stuff.
and i was talking about how wonderful it was having the captain planet ring that could squirt water..
"how cool la.. it was like versace for 5 year olds.."
-on captain planet.
"A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:
Dear Mom,It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing to you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I've been finding real passion with John and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion mom, I'm pregnant and John said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter.
He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too.
John taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so John can get better; he sure deserves it!!Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Some day I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.
Your daughter,Judith
PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home."
maybe i should use it too.
was pretty much mucking about today during rehearsal.
and then we started talking abotu power rangers and captain planet and all the stuff.
and i was talking about how wonderful it was having the captain planet ring that could squirt water..
"how cool la.. it was like versace for 5 year olds.."
-on captain planet.
Monday, July 26, 2004
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehowI want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
-maroon 5
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehowI want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
-maroon 5
swinging round in circles, looking for the way
fleeing from the time when he wanted me to stay.
my world is swirling round, this time i know it well,
our love is coming down again.
then i realize inside me, i've had myself all wrong
this time i know for certain, i've never been that strong
the moments you remember,
those times you stop to think,
our love will come undone again.
but with demons sitting at my side,
an angel's come to ask me why
and slowly i give up inside to say
to feel alive, i'd give it all away
destructive words to make it so
but none of this is you know.
another year.
another week.
another set of summer sheets
another 'we should hang out again soon'
another drink
another kiss
and with demons sitting at my side,
another angel asks me why
and it doesn't take too much to say
to feel alive, i'd give it all away
then he's sitting at my side
an angel's come to ask me why
and it takes nothing to say
to feel alive, i'll give it all away.
- give it away.
it's 4.23am.
this is bad.
very bad.
not sleeping properly.
and when i do finally slip into it.
it's hardly sound.
was online with hong yan till 2am.
tried to sleep.
gave up.
i have school in 3 hours.
and i'm still awake.
oh joy.
fleeing from the time when he wanted me to stay.
my world is swirling round, this time i know it well,
our love is coming down again.
then i realize inside me, i've had myself all wrong
this time i know for certain, i've never been that strong
the moments you remember,
those times you stop to think,
our love will come undone again.
but with demons sitting at my side,
an angel's come to ask me why
and slowly i give up inside to say
to feel alive, i'd give it all away
destructive words to make it so
but none of this is you know.
another year.
another week.
another set of summer sheets
another 'we should hang out again soon'
another drink
another kiss
and with demons sitting at my side,
another angel asks me why
and it doesn't take too much to say
to feel alive, i'd give it all away
then he's sitting at my side
an angel's come to ask me why
and it takes nothing to say
to feel alive, i'll give it all away.
- give it away.
it's 4.23am.
this is bad.
very bad.
not sleeping properly.
and when i do finally slip into it.
it's hardly sound.
was online with hong yan till 2am.
tried to sleep.
gave up.
i have school in 3 hours.
and i'm still awake.
oh joy.
Saturday, July 24, 2004
i feel horrible.
it's the worst thing when you're sick.. you're shivering or sweating half the time, your nose is stuck.. your ears are plugged and your throat is sore.
this sucks.
i can't breathe.
i can't scream.
i can't hear.
and i have this permanent wreching feeling in my stomach.
this all started yesterday when i found myself in school sniffling away. felt extremely light headed and all. and spent most of the day with my heavy head on someone's shoulder.
after school had to do pw. so i stayed with them.
and john samuel's axeing his article for ra..
so that's major panic again...
from 38 pages we're now cut down to 26.
which is miserably thin.
we could excuse it for issue one, mainly because it was issue one.
but for issue 2?
that's just a disgrace.
and now hong yan is in a horrible stressed state.
so the collateral stress + throbbing forehead + inability to hear or breathe..
results in me crawling home and sleeping.
got to sleep and miss french.
and pretty much caught up on my sleep for the week.
it's yus' theory that the accumulative sleep deprivation of 3 hours a night has resulted in my weak immune system.
oh well.
it made me realize how much time i'm wasting with french.
8 hours a week.
i could do so much with 8 more hours a week.
tamil's my 2nd language, and i only have tamil like 2 hours a week.
[and that's when i actually *go* for lessons.]
and i know that i'm gonig to fail both languages anyway.
so why bother?
hmph.
watched the importance of being earnest on channel i.
in between panadol and infused teas and anti histamine tablets and strained teas.
[the joys of having a master chef and a doctor as parents.]
and then went to bed.
woke up pretty well today.
went back to crescent.
got to meet everyone.
that irritating biatch wasn't invited for speech day cause she didn't get a prize.
ha. serves her right.
made my day so much better knowing that people like her won't show up.
so things went on.
crescent's cool. but becoming less and less personal.
and then the usual walk up to stage. smile. shake guest of honour's hand. walk off stage. tear off blazer. find seat. sit down.
one cool thing about this school is that we're less stuck in the mud than other schools.
where else can the 6 pointer head prefect decide to ditch jc to do biotech in poly?
the average psle score was 246 for this year.
and that's why i owe so much to crescent is that i came in with one of the lowest psle scores, and left "going where no crescentian has gone before... to rjc."
and that was speech day.
reception after that.
talked to teachers.
the bias still remains, though.
they would so much rather look at auspicium melioris aevi than florescat concordia.
but since that's to my advantage, i'm not complaining.
and then the un teacher in charge gave us $150 to buy pizza.
i told them to just steal the reception food then divide the $150 among us.
too bad my juniors aren't as corrupt as i am.
and i was asked to be the goh for the ld farewell ceremony on the 2nd of september.
so may things.
went out after that with jeanne and gwen.
walked around orchard. couldn't decide where to go.
went into mc cafe.
left.
walked into big o opposite nydc at wheelock.
waited to be seated. found a bench. sat down. got menus from the waiter. looked at the price. stacked up the menus. and sneaked out one by one behind the waiter's back.
when he turned around we were gone.
then resorted to sitting at the 3 benches outside. moping about how poor we were.
and took lots of weird pictures.
then xiaoqing, tong wei and sherry showed up.
wasted time with them for a while.
then went to holland v to meet pea.
who was obviously at the dessert place that we go to every sunday afternoon.
who bought the same thing again.
jeanne went to nydc to buy a chessecake.
and then we went to thai express. and took lots of weird photos.
that's what i love about them.
every single time i'm with them i start laughing until i cry.
just that this time it was laughing so much that i tear and then start hacking violently..
and gwen goes.. "oh no.. she's having a heart attack.."
and i just laugh and hack more.
and it's about useless things.
like how we were using my camera to take a video. and since we couldn't really see where we were filming.. all that came on the screen were just inaudible words coming out and our nostrils flaring at the camera.
hilarious.
and then me coughing periodically.
that's one great thing about these kids.
we laugh like crazy about anything.
especially at how unphotogenic we are.
and for once i actually felt better.
i actually felt almost normal.
and then i went home and started feeling sick again.
decided to do maths.
but after getting all the questions wrong. and realizing that i don't even understand the notes, i gave up.
gee called. and i complained to her for a while.
and my piano exam clashes with lysis.
french clashes with lysis.
chem clashes with lysis.
speech day clashed with lysis.
ra will clash with lysis.
oh joy.
it's the worst thing when you're sick.. you're shivering or sweating half the time, your nose is stuck.. your ears are plugged and your throat is sore.
this sucks.
i can't breathe.
i can't scream.
i can't hear.
and i have this permanent wreching feeling in my stomach.
this all started yesterday when i found myself in school sniffling away. felt extremely light headed and all. and spent most of the day with my heavy head on someone's shoulder.
after school had to do pw. so i stayed with them.
and john samuel's axeing his article for ra..
so that's major panic again...
from 38 pages we're now cut down to 26.
which is miserably thin.
we could excuse it for issue one, mainly because it was issue one.
but for issue 2?
that's just a disgrace.
and now hong yan is in a horrible stressed state.
so the collateral stress + throbbing forehead + inability to hear or breathe..
results in me crawling home and sleeping.
got to sleep and miss french.
and pretty much caught up on my sleep for the week.
it's yus' theory that the accumulative sleep deprivation of 3 hours a night has resulted in my weak immune system.
oh well.
it made me realize how much time i'm wasting with french.
8 hours a week.
i could do so much with 8 more hours a week.
tamil's my 2nd language, and i only have tamil like 2 hours a week.
[and that's when i actually *go* for lessons.]
and i know that i'm gonig to fail both languages anyway.
so why bother?
hmph.
watched the importance of being earnest on channel i.
in between panadol and infused teas and anti histamine tablets and strained teas.
[the joys of having a master chef and a doctor as parents.]
and then went to bed.
woke up pretty well today.
went back to crescent.
got to meet everyone.
that irritating biatch wasn't invited for speech day cause she didn't get a prize.
ha. serves her right.
made my day so much better knowing that people like her won't show up.
so things went on.
crescent's cool. but becoming less and less personal.
and then the usual walk up to stage. smile. shake guest of honour's hand. walk off stage. tear off blazer. find seat. sit down.
one cool thing about this school is that we're less stuck in the mud than other schools.
where else can the 6 pointer head prefect decide to ditch jc to do biotech in poly?
the average psle score was 246 for this year.
and that's why i owe so much to crescent is that i came in with one of the lowest psle scores, and left "going where no crescentian has gone before... to rjc."
and that was speech day.
reception after that.
talked to teachers.
the bias still remains, though.
they would so much rather look at auspicium melioris aevi than florescat concordia.
but since that's to my advantage, i'm not complaining.
and then the un teacher in charge gave us $150 to buy pizza.
i told them to just steal the reception food then divide the $150 among us.
too bad my juniors aren't as corrupt as i am.
and i was asked to be the goh for the ld farewell ceremony on the 2nd of september.
so may things.
went out after that with jeanne and gwen.
walked around orchard. couldn't decide where to go.
went into mc cafe.
left.
walked into big o opposite nydc at wheelock.
waited to be seated. found a bench. sat down. got menus from the waiter. looked at the price. stacked up the menus. and sneaked out one by one behind the waiter's back.
when he turned around we were gone.
then resorted to sitting at the 3 benches outside. moping about how poor we were.
and took lots of weird pictures.
then xiaoqing, tong wei and sherry showed up.
wasted time with them for a while.
then went to holland v to meet pea.
who was obviously at the dessert place that we go to every sunday afternoon.
who bought the same thing again.
jeanne went to nydc to buy a chessecake.
and then we went to thai express. and took lots of weird photos.
that's what i love about them.
every single time i'm with them i start laughing until i cry.
just that this time it was laughing so much that i tear and then start hacking violently..
and gwen goes.. "oh no.. she's having a heart attack.."
and i just laugh and hack more.
and it's about useless things.
like how we were using my camera to take a video. and since we couldn't really see where we were filming.. all that came on the screen were just inaudible words coming out and our nostrils flaring at the camera.
hilarious.
and then me coughing periodically.
that's one great thing about these kids.
we laugh like crazy about anything.
especially at how unphotogenic we are.
and for once i actually felt better.
i actually felt almost normal.
and then i went home and started feeling sick again.
decided to do maths.
but after getting all the questions wrong. and realizing that i don't even understand the notes, i gave up.
gee called. and i complained to her for a while.
and my piano exam clashes with lysis.
french clashes with lysis.
chem clashes with lysis.
speech day clashed with lysis.
ra will clash with lysis.
oh joy.
Friday, July 23, 2004
it's almost 3 am.
i have to be in school in 3 hours.
oh joy.
i guess i'll be all grumpy tomorrow as well.
oh well.
23rd july 2004.
4 month anniversary.
man, time flies by really quickly.
haha, but we wouldn't really know if zheng didn't tell us..
"eh.. when's our anniversary?"
"... dunno."
"aiyah.. how now?"
"wait.. i remember it was in march.."
"dance night.. what date was dance night?"
"um.. dunno.. ask zheng.."
hahaha.
one useless pair, we are.
racial harmony day was yesterday. wore joan allen, tried to pass it off as indian.
managed to fool a few people.
practically everyone else asked if i was wearing daniel yam.
the rest asked if it was my prom gown.
haha.
1. i wouldn't wear that for prom.
2. i wouldn't wear such a mainstream brandname like daniel yam.
oh well. the day was fun. i have pictures. come ask me for it if you want to see.
most of it was spent doing stupid poses. haha.
the mother son pose with zheng..
the wedding couple pose with ranon..
and miscellaneous family photos.
haha.
and the super family.
that just tickles me straight.
hmm.. let me backtrack.
the weekend was pretty much getting back to secondary school weekends...
sleeping till late. shopping in the afternoon. and a dinner party in the evening.
all right.
sans the sleeping late and shopping.
had to go for drama rehearsals.
but there was still the evening dinner parties.
never thought i would say this, but i miss those.
the mindless chatter, the fake compliments.. and people comparing.. over and over again.
i miss the dressing up.. the nice expensive dresses.. the super long bath i would take before it.
and then the super long time i would take to get ready.. like getting out of the bath.. putting some music on.. walking around in a towel.. putting on moisturizer.. defrizzing my hair.. repainting my nails.. walking around in a towel somemore.. finding shoes... watching some useless music video on mtv.. finding clothes.. and then getting changed. halfway. and then walk around and go on the computer while waiting for my hair to dry.
now it's just run home. run into the shower, run out. grab clothes on the way. change and answer the phone at the same time. run out. hair still soaking in a towel. gobble something to eat. run to the car, comb in one hand, shoes in the other.
well atleast there are still the parties.
gives me some time to just sit back and think whether this was how i was going to end up.
the lifestyle that i was so vehemently against doesn't seem so bad anymore.
but it still doesn't mean that i'm fitting in.
somehow it's bad that i don't belong anywhere.
not posh enough to hang with the rich kids. the overachievers.
it was worse when i was from crescent and the rest were all purebreds.
most of them are purebreds.
raffles raffles all the way.
rgps. rgs. rjc.
and then the assorted first class honours in the prominent universities.
but i'll never trade crescent for anything.
so maybe i do stand out. so what?
i'm pretty sure i had a much better life as a crescentian than a pure bred.
oh well.
and then there was the party.
haha.
wait. before the party. the week before that, gee and i were at the tailors, she needed to get one of her suits altered to make it smaller.. she's losign a whole lot of weight suddenly..
anyway, she was like in front, and i was happily checking myself out in the mirror.. and then the tailor's assistant came up to my mom..
her: your daughters?
mom: yes. my girls.
her: very pretty ah. got good genes.
mom: haha. thanks.
her: (looks at me) good height.. (looks at gee) good legs... (looks at me again) good boobs.
good boobs?!
hahaha. i felt so violated. haha.
ok. so back to the dinner.
i was just walking somewhere and one of my mother's friends was behind me..
she: *stares at me* ah. anjali. you have a good figure for a sari, ah?
me: i do? oh. thanks.
she: yes. nice curves. very good.
me: um.. thanks.
she: you know that in ancient china, women with big hips were the most higly regarded because they would me more likely to bear boys.
me: ...
they might be socialites and everything.
but they sure can't make a proper conversation.
and i just realized that i have really broad shoulders for a girl.
i have to be in school in 3 hours.
oh joy.
i guess i'll be all grumpy tomorrow as well.
oh well.
23rd july 2004.
4 month anniversary.
man, time flies by really quickly.
haha, but we wouldn't really know if zheng didn't tell us..
"eh.. when's our anniversary?"
"... dunno."
"aiyah.. how now?"
"wait.. i remember it was in march.."
"dance night.. what date was dance night?"
"um.. dunno.. ask zheng.."
hahaha.
one useless pair, we are.
racial harmony day was yesterday. wore joan allen, tried to pass it off as indian.
managed to fool a few people.
practically everyone else asked if i was wearing daniel yam.
the rest asked if it was my prom gown.
haha.
1. i wouldn't wear that for prom.
2. i wouldn't wear such a mainstream brandname like daniel yam.
oh well. the day was fun. i have pictures. come ask me for it if you want to see.
most of it was spent doing stupid poses. haha.
the mother son pose with zheng..
the wedding couple pose with ranon..
and miscellaneous family photos.
haha.
and the super family.
that just tickles me straight.
hmm.. let me backtrack.
the weekend was pretty much getting back to secondary school weekends...
sleeping till late. shopping in the afternoon. and a dinner party in the evening.
all right.
sans the sleeping late and shopping.
had to go for drama rehearsals.
but there was still the evening dinner parties.
never thought i would say this, but i miss those.
the mindless chatter, the fake compliments.. and people comparing.. over and over again.
i miss the dressing up.. the nice expensive dresses.. the super long bath i would take before it.
and then the super long time i would take to get ready.. like getting out of the bath.. putting some music on.. walking around in a towel.. putting on moisturizer.. defrizzing my hair.. repainting my nails.. walking around in a towel somemore.. finding shoes... watching some useless music video on mtv.. finding clothes.. and then getting changed. halfway. and then walk around and go on the computer while waiting for my hair to dry.
now it's just run home. run into the shower, run out. grab clothes on the way. change and answer the phone at the same time. run out. hair still soaking in a towel. gobble something to eat. run to the car, comb in one hand, shoes in the other.
well atleast there are still the parties.
gives me some time to just sit back and think whether this was how i was going to end up.
the lifestyle that i was so vehemently against doesn't seem so bad anymore.
but it still doesn't mean that i'm fitting in.
somehow it's bad that i don't belong anywhere.
not posh enough to hang with the rich kids. the overachievers.
it was worse when i was from crescent and the rest were all purebreds.
most of them are purebreds.
raffles raffles all the way.
rgps. rgs. rjc.
and then the assorted first class honours in the prominent universities.
but i'll never trade crescent for anything.
so maybe i do stand out. so what?
i'm pretty sure i had a much better life as a crescentian than a pure bred.
oh well.
and then there was the party.
haha.
wait. before the party. the week before that, gee and i were at the tailors, she needed to get one of her suits altered to make it smaller.. she's losign a whole lot of weight suddenly..
anyway, she was like in front, and i was happily checking myself out in the mirror.. and then the tailor's assistant came up to my mom..
her: your daughters?
mom: yes. my girls.
her: very pretty ah. got good genes.
mom: haha. thanks.
her: (looks at me) good height.. (looks at gee) good legs... (looks at me again) good boobs.
good boobs?!
hahaha. i felt so violated. haha.
ok. so back to the dinner.
i was just walking somewhere and one of my mother's friends was behind me..
she: *stares at me* ah. anjali. you have a good figure for a sari, ah?
me: i do? oh. thanks.
she: yes. nice curves. very good.
me: um.. thanks.
she: you know that in ancient china, women with big hips were the most higly regarded because they would me more likely to bear boys.
me: ...
they might be socialites and everything.
but they sure can't make a proper conversation.
and i just realized that i have really broad shoulders for a girl.
Last time I talked to you
You were lonely and out of place
You were looking down on me
Lost out in space
We laid underneath the stars
Strung out and feeling brave
I watched the red orange glow
I watched you float away
Down here in the atmosphere
Garbage and city lights
You've gone to save your tired soul
You've gone to save our lives
I turned on the radio
To find you on satellite
I'm waiting for the sky to fall
I'm waiting for a sign
All we are
Is all so far
You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know your out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know your out there
Somewhere out there
Hope you remember me
When you're home sick and need a change
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you'll come back someday
On a bed of nails I'll wait
I'm praying that you don't burn out
Or fade away
And all we are
Is all so far
You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there.
You were lonely and out of place
You were looking down on me
Lost out in space
We laid underneath the stars
Strung out and feeling brave
I watched the red orange glow
I watched you float away
Down here in the atmosphere
Garbage and city lights
You've gone to save your tired soul
You've gone to save our lives
I turned on the radio
To find you on satellite
I'm waiting for the sky to fall
I'm waiting for a sign
All we are
Is all so far
You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know your out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know your out there
Somewhere out there
Hope you remember me
When you're home sick and need a change
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you'll come back someday
On a bed of nails I'll wait
I'm praying that you don't burn out
Or fade away
And all we are
Is all so far
You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there.
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
yes. new layout.
school starts in about 6 hours.
i decided to let sarah wear what i wanted..
she looked damn happy when she saw my sari.. her whole face like lighted up.. then fell when she realized that it was taken.
so i guess it's my outfit anyway.. and i get to wear it anytime i want. and she only gets this one chance.
and it's racial harmony day anyway.
so i just called her and decided to give it to her.
and then called amrita to tell her that i'm not wearing it anymore.
so i have 6 hours to..
a) finish copying econs notes before lecture tomorrow.
b) figure out what to wear.
c) get the clothes folded for sarah.
d) find shoes for myself.
e) pack my bag.
f) sleep.
that leaves a mean average of an hour to sleep.
haha.
opportunity cost: more sleep = nothing nice to wear tomorrow.
i would choose against this... but i guess i've become so much more simple and plain ever since i left crescent.
and quiet.
haha.
and mature. i hope.
so i'm choosing sleep.
and i'm blogging and wasting more time.
won't really have much time to blog anyway. haven't been doing it much lately either.
k.
real quick update on what happened between posts.
- got common results back. b4 for gp.
51.3% for econs
failed everything else.
ie. failed bio, chem, maths, french and tamil.
if we were graded for pe i would probably fail that as well.
ah well.
guess i'm not that smart after all.
this is what you get from slacking instead of studying in singapore's top school.
was the lowest in the class for french and tamil.
not suprised though.
those were the lowest subject grades i got for os.
and that was a blank for me to just think about what i want to blog about.
this is the first time in my whole 3 years of blogging that i actually stopped typing.. and stopped.
and just thought about what i was going to say next.
oh man.
something's happening to me.
somebody save me.
school starts in about 6 hours.
i decided to let sarah wear what i wanted..
she looked damn happy when she saw my sari.. her whole face like lighted up.. then fell when she realized that it was taken.
so i guess it's my outfit anyway.. and i get to wear it anytime i want. and she only gets this one chance.
and it's racial harmony day anyway.
so i just called her and decided to give it to her.
and then called amrita to tell her that i'm not wearing it anymore.
so i have 6 hours to..
a) finish copying econs notes before lecture tomorrow.
b) figure out what to wear.
c) get the clothes folded for sarah.
d) find shoes for myself.
e) pack my bag.
f) sleep.
that leaves a mean average of an hour to sleep.
haha.
opportunity cost: more sleep = nothing nice to wear tomorrow.
i would choose against this... but i guess i've become so much more simple and plain ever since i left crescent.
and quiet.
haha.
and mature. i hope.
so i'm choosing sleep.
and i'm blogging and wasting more time.
won't really have much time to blog anyway. haven't been doing it much lately either.
k.
real quick update on what happened between posts.
- got common results back. b4 for gp.
51.3% for econs
failed everything else.
ie. failed bio, chem, maths, french and tamil.
if we were graded for pe i would probably fail that as well.
ah well.
guess i'm not that smart after all.
this is what you get from slacking instead of studying in singapore's top school.
was the lowest in the class for french and tamil.
not suprised though.
those were the lowest subject grades i got for os.
and that was a blank for me to just think about what i want to blog about.
this is the first time in my whole 3 years of blogging that i actually stopped typing.. and stopped.
and just thought about what i was going to say next.
oh man.
something's happening to me.
somebody save me.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
subway would be the best fastfood place in the world if they would serve water for free like all other afstfood places instead of forcing you to buy mineral water.
it's 2am. just finished pw.
school starts in 5 hours.
after a 5 week holiday from lessons, i don't know how i'm going to cope.
i'm so bad that i don't even know what to bring for school tomorrow.
and to make matters worse.. my printer's not working..
so i'm off asking everyone to print stuff for me.. which is like 3523957235 pages long.. and i can probably guess how pissed they are.
but they are nice friends who still print stuff for me and wait online till 2am.
haha.
my knuckles hurt.. just like i have arthritis..
i think it's all the typing that i do..
*grumble*
it's 2am. just finished pw.
school starts in 5 hours.
after a 5 week holiday from lessons, i don't know how i'm going to cope.
i'm so bad that i don't even know what to bring for school tomorrow.
and to make matters worse.. my printer's not working..
so i'm off asking everyone to print stuff for me.. which is like 3523957235 pages long.. and i can probably guess how pissed they are.
but they are nice friends who still print stuff for me and wait online till 2am.
haha.
my knuckles hurt.. just like i have arthritis..
i think it's all the typing that i do..
*grumble*
Monday, July 05, 2004
today is "me day".
haha.
since the disgusting commons have passed, and since it's a holiday anyway, i decided to take some time off as "me time" to rejuvinate and pamper myself..
took an extra looong bath. cleansed, exfoliated, conditioned, moisturized and buffed.
feel nice and clean now.
eh.. it's pretty good for a girl who only shaves her legs when she needs to wear a skirt other than her school uniform..
haha.
the only way that i could have done something better was to go for a super long run in the morning, then jumped into the pool. and then took my extra long bath.
but after the accident and the recurrence, i'm stuck under doctor's orders to do no form of running or any physical activity whatsoever.
and i woke up too late to swim.
i miss running now. never thought that i would ever be the kind of person who wouldn't run.
you should be lucky that your ankle is in one piece.
ah well. after my hair dries, am going to clean up my room. and start the new semester anew.
haha.
since the disgusting commons have passed, and since it's a holiday anyway, i decided to take some time off as "me time" to rejuvinate and pamper myself..
took an extra looong bath. cleansed, exfoliated, conditioned, moisturized and buffed.
feel nice and clean now.
eh.. it's pretty good for a girl who only shaves her legs when she needs to wear a skirt other than her school uniform..
haha.
the only way that i could have done something better was to go for a super long run in the morning, then jumped into the pool. and then took my extra long bath.
but after the accident and the recurrence, i'm stuck under doctor's orders to do no form of running or any physical activity whatsoever.
and i woke up too late to swim.
i miss running now. never thought that i would ever be the kind of person who wouldn't run.
you should be lucky that your ankle is in one piece.
ah well. after my hair dries, am going to clean up my room. and start the new semester anew.
today is "me day".
haha.
since the disgusting commons have passed, and since it's a holiday anyway, i decided to take some time off as "me time" to rejuvinate and pamper myself..
took an extra looong bath. cleansed, exfoliated, conditioned, moisturized and buffed.
feel nice and clean now.
eh.. it's pretty good for a girl who only shaves her legs when she needs to wear a skirt other than her school uniform..
haha.
the only way that i could have done something better was to go for a super long run in the morning, then jumped into the pool. and then took my extra long bath.
but after the accident and the recurrence, i'm stuck under doctor's orders to do no form of running or any physical activity whatsoever.
and i woke up too late to swim.
i miss running now. never thought that i would ever be the kind of person who wouldn't run.
you should be lucky that your ankle is in one piece.
ah well. after my hair dries, am going to clean up my room. and start the new semester anew.
haha.
since the disgusting commons have passed, and since it's a holiday anyway, i decided to take some time off as "me time" to rejuvinate and pamper myself..
took an extra looong bath. cleansed, exfoliated, conditioned, moisturized and buffed.
feel nice and clean now.
eh.. it's pretty good for a girl who only shaves her legs when she needs to wear a skirt other than her school uniform..
haha.
the only way that i could have done something better was to go for a super long run in the morning, then jumped into the pool. and then took my extra long bath.
but after the accident and the recurrence, i'm stuck under doctor's orders to do no form of running or any physical activity whatsoever.
and i woke up too late to swim.
i miss running now. never thought that i would ever be the kind of person who wouldn't run.
you should be lucky that your ankle is in one piece.
ah well. after my hair dries, am going to clean up my room. and start the new semester anew.
Sunday, July 04, 2004
you're cold that way
and that's why you say
the things that you say
you can't attract
the things that you lack
you're trying in vain
it seems it's always the crazy times
you find you'll wake up and realize
it takes more than your saline eyes
to make things right
you spiral down
you've broken your crown
you don't feel like a queen
you've seen the proof
but you're still crying wolf
you'll never believe
you try to climb a broken ladder
grip the missing rungs
and fall down..
seems sometime ago you said
this wouldn't last
and now you sit here crying
beside your bed
you feel left for dead
you kneel in the dark...
it takes more than your saline eyes
to make things right
it seems it's always the crazy times
you find you'll wake up and realize
it takes more than your saline eyes
to make things right
crazy times. [jars of clay.]
and that's why you say
the things that you say
you can't attract
the things that you lack
you're trying in vain
it seems it's always the crazy times
you find you'll wake up and realize
it takes more than your saline eyes
to make things right
you spiral down
you've broken your crown
you don't feel like a queen
you've seen the proof
but you're still crying wolf
you'll never believe
you try to climb a broken ladder
grip the missing rungs
and fall down..
seems sometime ago you said
this wouldn't last
and now you sit here crying
beside your bed
you feel left for dead
you kneel in the dark...
it takes more than your saline eyes
to make things right
it seems it's always the crazy times
you find you'll wake up and realize
it takes more than your saline eyes
to make things right
crazy times. [jars of clay.]
you guys never cease to amaze me.
haha.
the juniors are erally nice. today was my last meeting with them. and we were chased out of school cause they were locking up so we went to mcs for grub.. and we talked a whole lot of crap. alicia needs to get me this year's new hockey skirt. and mr m owes me the new ld one..
and then there was this night market thing going on.. so we saw these really nice pencilcases.. and i really liked one of them.. so they went behind my back and bought it for me..
haha. so sweet.
and then they all decided to have a "team pencil case" so they all got one each.. haha.
and then after that we saw these obiang neon coloured spiky things.
which were so disgustingly weird they were interesting.
so we got one each too.
haha.
it's really sad that today was my last time with them. i really had fun going back to crescent and hanging out. and to make things worse, i'm leaving next year.. hopefully they'll get a new coach.. if slow takes over again, i'm going to scream.
when all good things come to an end, all we can do is pick up the good memories and move on.
i'm going to miss you guys.
bring back to gold for me ok?
haha.
the juniors are erally nice. today was my last meeting with them. and we were chased out of school cause they were locking up so we went to mcs for grub.. and we talked a whole lot of crap. alicia needs to get me this year's new hockey skirt. and mr m owes me the new ld one..
and then there was this night market thing going on.. so we saw these really nice pencilcases.. and i really liked one of them.. so they went behind my back and bought it for me..
haha. so sweet.
and then they all decided to have a "team pencil case" so they all got one each.. haha.
and then after that we saw these obiang neon coloured spiky things.
which were so disgustingly weird they were interesting.
so we got one each too.
haha.
it's really sad that today was my last time with them. i really had fun going back to crescent and hanging out. and to make things worse, i'm leaving next year.. hopefully they'll get a new coach.. if slow takes over again, i'm going to scream.
when all good things come to an end, all we can do is pick up the good memories and move on.
i'm going to miss you guys.
bring back to gold for me ok?
Saturday, July 03, 2004
there's one good thing about being from rj in crescent.. people treat you better.
like today. saw this super irritating person back in crescent.
kind of ironic since i got pissed off a few months back when i found out that she was bitching behind my back for like the past 3 years..
and everyone was telling me how there's no use me getting all heated up now, since i'd never see her again.
how wrong. i saw her today.
but hey, i was nice and grown up and diplomatic. i didn't walk up to her and slap her.. i just stared at the ground wishing that she would spontaneously combust.
and we were all sitting in the office.. she came with her friends to colect her o level cert.. then i went to hand in the rsvp for their invitation.
she wasn't even *invited* cause she probably was too stupid to get an award..
[yes, yes, i'm being bitchy.. i have a right to be, anyway..]
so we were just waiting there. and she and her friends were all in school uniform..
then i was wearing my rj t shirt and these obiang shorts..
and then this aunty come up to me and was like.. "eh.. girl.. you in rj ah? waah.. very smart ah? not many people go to crescent from rj... come what do you want? aunty can help you.."
haha. and she totally ignored her.
ha. serves her right la.
and she was like giving me these dagger looks..
useless.
i came first anyway.. so the little spoilt thing shouldn't have gotten all angry about how i was served first..
like today. saw this super irritating person back in crescent.
kind of ironic since i got pissed off a few months back when i found out that she was bitching behind my back for like the past 3 years..
and everyone was telling me how there's no use me getting all heated up now, since i'd never see her again.
how wrong. i saw her today.
but hey, i was nice and grown up and diplomatic. i didn't walk up to her and slap her.. i just stared at the ground wishing that she would spontaneously combust.
and we were all sitting in the office.. she came with her friends to colect her o level cert.. then i went to hand in the rsvp for their invitation.
she wasn't even *invited* cause she probably was too stupid to get an award..
[yes, yes, i'm being bitchy.. i have a right to be, anyway..]
so we were just waiting there. and she and her friends were all in school uniform..
then i was wearing my rj t shirt and these obiang shorts..
and then this aunty come up to me and was like.. "eh.. girl.. you in rj ah? waah.. very smart ah? not many people go to crescent from rj... come what do you want? aunty can help you.."
haha. and she totally ignored her.
ha. serves her right la.
and she was like giving me these dagger looks..
useless.
i came first anyway.. so the little spoilt thing shouldn't have gotten all angry about how i was served first..
Friday, July 02, 2004
commons are over.
disgustly done.
i'm seriously dreading the week after the next..
cause that's when the results come out.
and mc tay will totally screw me over.
it's suprising how i can be in the medicine faculty, and take more arts subjects than sciences.
something tells me that when the results come back, and i fail gp, tamil and french, mdm teo is going to drag me out of lessons, make me sit me down in her office again, and start lecturing about how it's probably a better idea to drop one language and concentrate on passing at least one, since there's no use taking three languages and failing them all.
maths was disgusting demoralizing.
for *once* i actually go into the examination hall, after having done *all* the earlier common test papers.. without having the need to cram for the last minute.. and i was bordering on the edge of actually NOT being nervous..
and then i screw up all the questions. and leave everything unanswered.
same goes for chem. but that was a sacrificial paper, didn't really study that much anyway.
wait. bio was the sacrificial paper. i didn't study anything *al all* apart from the night before.
gp was.. gp.
have come to terms that i'll never get astoundingly high marks for that. i'm still hoping for a pass.. maybe even a b4 - which is already a large leap of faith.
econs.
gee went through returns to scale and economies of scale with me on saturday night on our bed. it totally rocks having "tuition" like that where you can lie on your bed and "study".. she helped out quite a bit. if not i think i would done much worse.
french.
should have just handed in an empty paper. would have made no difference.
tamil.
this was totally irritating. finished an hour early cause i didn't know how to do *anything*. spent my time staring at the long list of donors to the rjc fund and realized that out of the 400 or so donors, there were only 5 miss and mrs. and when they state what connection the donor has, it's *always* "old boy".. it says
lee kuan yew (old boy and first pm)- $10000 then the next line's goh chok tong (old boy and first dpm) - $10000..
i am going to donate a whole chunk of money and be the first (old girl) on the board, since all the other female donors were like the old vp or teachers..
and then i can have my name next to the old dpm and pm of singapore. guess raffles skips a generation. lee kuan yew came here. then his son went to nj. now his grandson's in the opposite class, and he sits in the same row as me during economics.
and i realized that the hall was originally an indoor gym and resource centre.. and was opened by tony tan in 1987. same year i was born. so the hall's as old as i am.
and all through all this musing.. i realised that maybe this tamil paper would be hard on everyone else as well.. so i shouldn't really worry.. especially when my papers were so filled with nonsense.
like this part where they give you a word, and you need to make a sentence.. but all the words looked like gibberish to me..
so in the end it turned out like this..
word: ghjklasd
sentence: in life, we need ghjklasd.
word: qwertypo
sentence: "oh no!" she screamed. "i don't have my qwertypo!"
and all other miscellaneous sentences.
and i was pretty proud of myself for actually this ingenious way of making sentences. apart from the fact that i had no idea what all the words meant..
and after a while, i didn't really bother, cause i knew everyone would probably be failing too.
until the paper ends and the guy in front of me turns around and says..
"well that was quite easy, don't you think?"
i wanted to slap him.
and the worst part? he wasn't even sarcastic. it was *really* easy for him.
this paper.
the one which i couldn't do so i spent staring at things in the hall..
for an hour.
and then it dawned on me.
i used to tell myself that it's ok to be lost.. since after all.. it *is* raffles..
home of all the big shots.
i'm part of the top 5% of the population.
the top student for the psle is my roomate.
so it was all right to be one of the lowest.
cause i'll still probably be better than 95% of everyone else.
if the statistics prove right.
but who am i kidding?
i'm not all that smart anyway. i *am* after all, the person with the *lowest* psle score in the school.
i just realized the irony of yus being my roomie.
anyway, back to my point.
being the lowest, doesn't mean that i'm still smart because i got into rj.
i was lucky for my os. it was a smart combination of easy subjects. that i was actually interested in, cause they just skim the surface.
now i'm flunking everything. and i can't hide behind the fact that i'm in rj.. because in reality.. i'll flunk just abuot anywhere i go.
seriously bothered about that now.
ah well.
tamil orals for my ao exams on thursday at acjc.
found that out yesterday.
rmun's on wednesday and saturday. kind of looking forward to that. but then again, you don't want it to come, cause once it does.. it's over.
so that's pretty much week 2 for me. and monday's a public holiday cause it's youth day! haha.
seeing my juniors for the last time tomorrow. going to miss them like crazy. they had better not slack anymore. haha. that's what i always tell them. really hypocritical since i was the worst slacker last year.. and the lousiest captain. haha.
disgustly done.
i'm seriously dreading the week after the next..
cause that's when the results come out.
and mc tay will totally screw me over.
it's suprising how i can be in the medicine faculty, and take more arts subjects than sciences.
something tells me that when the results come back, and i fail gp, tamil and french, mdm teo is going to drag me out of lessons, make me sit me down in her office again, and start lecturing about how it's probably a better idea to drop one language and concentrate on passing at least one, since there's no use taking three languages and failing them all.
maths was disgusting demoralizing.
for *once* i actually go into the examination hall, after having done *all* the earlier common test papers.. without having the need to cram for the last minute.. and i was bordering on the edge of actually NOT being nervous..
and then i screw up all the questions. and leave everything unanswered.
same goes for chem. but that was a sacrificial paper, didn't really study that much anyway.
wait. bio was the sacrificial paper. i didn't study anything *al all* apart from the night before.
gp was.. gp.
have come to terms that i'll never get astoundingly high marks for that. i'm still hoping for a pass.. maybe even a b4 - which is already a large leap of faith.
econs.
gee went through returns to scale and economies of scale with me on saturday night on our bed. it totally rocks having "tuition" like that where you can lie on your bed and "study".. she helped out quite a bit. if not i think i would done much worse.
french.
should have just handed in an empty paper. would have made no difference.
tamil.
this was totally irritating. finished an hour early cause i didn't know how to do *anything*. spent my time staring at the long list of donors to the rjc fund and realized that out of the 400 or so donors, there were only 5 miss and mrs. and when they state what connection the donor has, it's *always* "old boy".. it says
lee kuan yew (old boy and first pm)- $10000 then the next line's goh chok tong (old boy and first dpm) - $10000..
i am going to donate a whole chunk of money and be the first (old girl) on the board, since all the other female donors were like the old vp or teachers..
and then i can have my name next to the old dpm and pm of singapore. guess raffles skips a generation. lee kuan yew came here. then his son went to nj. now his grandson's in the opposite class, and he sits in the same row as me during economics.
and i realized that the hall was originally an indoor gym and resource centre.. and was opened by tony tan in 1987. same year i was born. so the hall's as old as i am.
and all through all this musing.. i realised that maybe this tamil paper would be hard on everyone else as well.. so i shouldn't really worry.. especially when my papers were so filled with nonsense.
like this part where they give you a word, and you need to make a sentence.. but all the words looked like gibberish to me..
so in the end it turned out like this..
word: ghjklasd
sentence: in life, we need ghjklasd.
word: qwertypo
sentence: "oh no!" she screamed. "i don't have my qwertypo!"
and all other miscellaneous sentences.
and i was pretty proud of myself for actually this ingenious way of making sentences. apart from the fact that i had no idea what all the words meant..
and after a while, i didn't really bother, cause i knew everyone would probably be failing too.
until the paper ends and the guy in front of me turns around and says..
"well that was quite easy, don't you think?"
i wanted to slap him.
and the worst part? he wasn't even sarcastic. it was *really* easy for him.
this paper.
the one which i couldn't do so i spent staring at things in the hall..
for an hour.
and then it dawned on me.
i used to tell myself that it's ok to be lost.. since after all.. it *is* raffles..
home of all the big shots.
i'm part of the top 5% of the population.
the top student for the psle is my roomate.
so it was all right to be one of the lowest.
cause i'll still probably be better than 95% of everyone else.
if the statistics prove right.
but who am i kidding?
i'm not all that smart anyway. i *am* after all, the person with the *lowest* psle score in the school.
i just realized the irony of yus being my roomie.
anyway, back to my point.
being the lowest, doesn't mean that i'm still smart because i got into rj.
i was lucky for my os. it was a smart combination of easy subjects. that i was actually interested in, cause they just skim the surface.
now i'm flunking everything. and i can't hide behind the fact that i'm in rj.. because in reality.. i'll flunk just abuot anywhere i go.
seriously bothered about that now.
ah well.
tamil orals for my ao exams on thursday at acjc.
found that out yesterday.
rmun's on wednesday and saturday. kind of looking forward to that. but then again, you don't want it to come, cause once it does.. it's over.
so that's pretty much week 2 for me. and monday's a public holiday cause it's youth day! haha.
seeing my juniors for the last time tomorrow. going to miss them like crazy. they had better not slack anymore. haha. that's what i always tell them. really hypocritical since i was the worst slacker last year.. and the lousiest captain. haha.
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