Saturday, July 29, 2006
victor vs victory of the people.
the Lord is our salvation vs an obedient ewe.
yellow vs honey.
there may be reasonings behind some strange occurences after all.
hah.. i wish.
gp's making me quite sad. not so much because i have to finish the entire essay/speech part of the presentation and i'm too stupid to ask them to do part of it.
but because everyone's too busy to step up.
not that life's any easier on me.
actually i don't see what's there to be upset about. so okay, not sad anymore.
i got the speech day thing today. quite a nice trophy, got star somemore.
XINYI:how could you. haha.
1. i love digestive biscuits, but everytime i open the box my dad will start talking about how heaty it is and how many pimples will come out and how my itchy fingers wont ever leave any pimple to fade away itself.. so i just smell the container when i'm hungry.
the box in the living room laohonged already, but still works better than ambi-pur.
2. when i listen to radio stations and some meaningful lyrics come on i start writing out the words on the piece of work i'm doing. now my physics lecture notes practically doubles up as my manuscript book.
3. after band prac most people in my section will usually be going oww damn pain and rubbing their lower lips, but mine doesn't usually hurt till much later. most often it's only the next morning that i find my lower lip cut with a clot. hahahaha. then band prac the next day becomes bloody painful for me while almost everyone else's sores have more or less healed.
4. i hate the school millipedes, but cant bring myself to step on them not because they're disgusting but because i think they look very poor thing when they shrivel up and die.
5. if the next batch consisted of the sas sec4s and us j1s
minus one person i'd be the happiest living being in the entire universe.
6. i cant think of anything else. haha. sorry la. okok here last one-
i cant wait to see you at church tomorrow.
quite weird huh? haha.
cannot tag back.. but nv say cannot tag yourself right.
so i'll do all of you a favour.
1. me 2. me 3. me again. 4. me for the last time and 5. "you."
fyi"you"refers to my good friend (insert you's name here) who for his or her entire life has been aspiring and clinging on to the hope that one day he or she would be tagged to do one of the many of these retarded things. for what purpose? i have no idea either. so if "you" isn't you, don't worry about it. "you" doesn't always have to mean what you means, you know what i mean?
but this is not meant to contradict the dictionary's definition of "you". because "you" has just been redefined by me a few seconds ago. not that if you're a "you" you're any more refined than a normal you. yup, for personal refinement, try the oil refinery at pulau semakau.
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TAKE CARE OKAY.
what did you expect me to think?
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006
dorothy smsed me quite late at night two days ago, asking if i was still awake.
and just before that i was thinking about something.. so i got quite scared thinking if my worst nightmares were about to come true.
and what a relief i got at the band table the next morning, when she asked about something that had nothing to do with what i was worrying about.
i'm suddenly finding myself with so many things to be accountable for. and i'm pretty much in awe when i remember that this list of things to do only started piling up a week ago.
but through the many projects that i'm part of, i've started to see how responsibility works. how initiative makes the lives of other people working around us so much easier.
especially the leaders. who have just as much homework to do and as many (if not more) cca hours to fill.
i cant truthfully admit that i don't feel swamped, despite the fact that i take pride in everything under my wings. i used to tell people who asked me how i 'did it' that 'if you want to make a difference, if you love what you do, you wont tire out and end up confused.'
wrong lor. i should have added the words 'so easily' behind. well now i know, and i do pray this revamped line of wisdom (ok, HAHA.) will help me get through what i have to. in the best possible way i can.
when i last tried to reaffirm my purpose in the band, i got stupefied. the question suddenly posed as i was setting up for main band and all i could think was, 'ehh yah.. what was it huh.' and i ended up staring into the section cupboard, numb and dazed. haha. like some real life matrix movie la, frozen in space.
i'm past being part of such a family, or finding what makes sajc band different from all the others. so what?
hmm. suddenly realised that what lilian talked to me about is quite relevant to my concerns.
talk about miracles.
better get down to finishing the things on my list so i face the world with a clearer perspective soon.
God loves me. this i know. (:
i'm not going to do this anymore.
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Saturday, July 08, 2006
i love The Method of Difference.
want to know WHY????? BECAUSE
from a longwinded grandmother story of summation series, you can cancel out everything in between and just equate the series to one simple rule. if only we could cancel out all the numbers in our maths paper on tuesday.
damn cool right. the coolest maths paper you'd ever have sat for.
1. simplify blank and hence evaluate blank.
2. by using partial fractions, find the sum of the series blank.
3. is blank convergent?
4. given that y=blank where x>-blank, show that, provided x=blank, y= blank. using this second form of y(blank), express y as a series of ascending powers of x up to and including the term in x². hence show by putting blank that blank.
5. f(x)=blank. find f inverse(blank). HAHAHA. this one is actually possible.
bloody cool please. blank graphs, blank functions.. to round everything up we should just attempt our scripts with blanko.
o_O*
cracked up now, obviously. will be back in original form after maths on tuesday.
i cant believe it. all the while i thought physics would be responsible for my loss of sanity during exam periods. but NOOO.
maths, you bloody underdog. after all i did for you.
you. ultimate monkeynehneh.
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Wednesday, July 05, 2006
messed up.
dislike depressing posts. but i must train my english.
or else that mother of all anguish gp tutor will continue to deliver me written prosecutions for the serious injustice that i'm paying to her
expertise. (footnote: see 'irony')
1. not faithful to the text (not that i'm even married to it)
2. indiscriminate! (unrestrained!) (first you want me to marry it then now you want to issue a restraining order.)
3. capital letters are abused. (hey now that's too much. i've established the difference between a noun and an adjective. see
noun: Let's go to
McDonalds'.
adjective: That's such a
nicole thing to do.)
4. Summary reveals a tendency to mangle the English Language. (nononONONO WHY DO YOU MAKE ME OUT TO BE SO VIOLENT YOU $#@%&*@!!!$#%!)
5. avoid using abstract nouns too liberally. (4 abstract nouns in a paragraph? lets hear how you paraphrase 'independance' and 'innovation' with less than 3 words spaces.)
mrs kang awards a class with an average a1 for o level english ad average of 53% for the language component. like what %$#@%$#@?!
in the only imaginatively possible case that one day, against all odds, her pen overcomes all her evil forces of restriction and plants a distinction on my paper, i'll probably find myself somewhere looking down on cloud nine and pointing and laughing deliriously at how low it really is. given this premonition, i'd much rather she spare us the shock and concussion and just stick to sprinkling her limited edition love on us with a well earned 25/50.
on to the dp. emonemo time.
my biological clock got mangled sometime last week. or maybe it was the week before last week. i now come home to finish studying what i haven't completed in the morning, then bathe and change out of school uniform, sleep, wake up, have dinner in the middle of the afternoon, wash up, practice, study.. then have breakfast in the wee hours of the morning before sleeping again.
as soon as my head touches the pillow the stupid alarm clock rings and it's time for school.
weird thing is, i haven't realised that i was working like this until yesterday, when some nehneh friend pointed out my eyebags.
well i know that i've gotten eyebags and my eyes look damn tired that's why i'm wearing my mortifying specs to school. but i've never wondered why they (eyebags) suddenly became so hideous. and now, just putting some more thought into this, i'm starting to realise that the extra weight on my face is not due to tiredness or exhaustion, but because i have once again unconsciously allowed myself to be sucked into this whole stupid clockwork of studenthood.
in other words, my eyes have lost their meaning to sparkle. lol. hahaha okay lor. i cant believe i'm talking about this.
but i'm seriously hoping that sometime in the not so distant future, i'll wake up once again to each new day with the assurance that it'll be different from the one before.
that's why la. cant wait for band practices to start again. 3 more days..
...almost....ttthere......
end of emonemo time. start of general progressions.
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