During recess, I made Prince of Tennis book 37 mine. =D
Anyway, I just realized that my password had the same meaning as something (it is literally a thing) I like...
=D
PRINCE OF TENNIS!!!
BANZAI!!!
Monday 30 June 2008
Sunday 29 June 2008
Fan Girl Mode: KYAAA!!!! PRINCE OF TENNIS!!!!
ALYSSA YOU DEVIL!!!
There was Prince of Tennis tankouban at the 'chuangyi' booth! And it's in Chinese too! LIAR!
Let me start from the beginning of this story.
Yesterday, there was this supports school activity called "Toy Competition Prize Presentation '08" organized by the Singapore Polytechnic. It so happened that the prize presentation was held at the "Singapore Toy and Comic Convention" which is held in Suntec Hall 603.
I think today is the last day of the convention.
Anyway, I went for the support school activity to finally get my 3rd and final signature, a key to getting promoted (that is if I pass my exams...). I didn't actually know they sold comics over there until I walked past 'chuangyi' 's booth with Vivian and Fish (was Gloria and MinChih walking with us?).
'Chuang Yi' is this publishing company that publishes comics (mostly Manga). I recognize it as the publisher of Prince of Tennis (my all time favourite Manga) and went to check out the booth. There were 4 sides to the booth (actually, it's more like the pillar in the middle of the booth had four sides which were actually shelves).
The corners of the booths were connected with some weird quadrant which had pictures of characters from Mangas published by them on it. I SPOTTED PRINCE OF TENNIS' TEZUKA AND INUI!!!
I dunno what happened to me. I rushed to search for the Prince of Tennis (probably motivated by that little pic somewhere at the bottom right of one of the quadrants...) I was searching through one of the shelves, when I was informed that we would be late if we didn't move our butts. So I reluctantly went, not having caught a glimpse of a Prince of Tennis tankouban yet.
During the prinze presentation, Alyssa came up to me and asked if I recognize her. She was wearing those traditional Malay outfits for ladies (dunno what that's called). I said I did. I asked her if she had seen the 'chuangyi' booth, she said she had, and even bought some Mangas. She showed them to me, but the titles didn't really register in my head...
I asked her to help me check if there's any Prince of Tennis tankoubans in Chinese there. She said she would (I had to confirm she knew how Prince of Tennis' characters looked like first cuz she probably doesn't understand Chinese). So after a while, cheering and clapping for our school when we won a few prizes, she came back and told me there were none.
I was like so disheartened, thinking in my heart that the stupid picture on the quadrant gave me false hopes. I thanked her for her efforts anyway.
After the whole prize presentation ceremony was over (it ended about 25 minutes earlier than expected, and RGS won 3 consolation prizes and 1 top prize, gaining the title of 'the school with most achievements' or something), I left the rest and went over the the 'chuangyi' booth by myself. Don't ask me why. I just went. Call it intuition.
So when I went, I turned the whole booth topsy turvy in search of Prince of Tennis tankoubans. It wasn't until the last shelf I searched (I skipped one of the shelves, all it ever held was Pokemon and I'm not interested...) that I spotted something...
The fateful books with blue spines staring right back at me, almost yelling at me to pick them out of the rest of the tankoubans...
Fan Girl Mode: KYAAA!!!! PRINCE OF TENNIS!!!!
Normal Mode
I was like, OH MY GOSH, Prince of Tennis... and ...ALYSSA YOU LIAR!!!
I immediately sprinted over to it and ran my fingers down the blue spines, staring in disbelief at my luck. (This happened the previous day when I walked into the school bookshop and saw 'Prince of Tennis' books 37 and 38 [printed in Chinese], but just add in a few hysteric bounces, screams, and jumps while clutching the poor books to death) I was so mesmerized by them that I just stared at them for seconds.
Then I slowly picked the books up. There were books 1, 2, 3, 38 and 39. I'd have to go the the school book shop to pick up book 37, I noted. On Friday, I SMSed my father to ask if I could buy the tankoubans which are in Chinese from the bookshop, he replied 'yes', but when I asked if I'd have to pay with my pocket money, he didn't confirm it so I didn't buy them.
When I went home and asked him, he said he'd pay half if it's in Chinese. I was, like, over the moon. So when I saw the Prince of Tennis tankoubans, I was in heaven cuz the amount I have to pay is halved and that there were FIVE of the tankoubans here. Well, 5 isn't a lot out of 42 though...
So I dug them from where they were unjustly hidden and purchased them at 10% discount because there was a 10% discout booth wide. There were two of each tankouban at the booth.
After I purchased them, I couldn't believe my luck. All I could do was thank my D&T teacher for introducing this support school activity to me, because, if not, I wouldn't know there was this convention, and would not have been able to buy the books. And all this is because GOD arranged it. THANK YOU GOD!!!
As I was in line waiting to buy the book, two men walked past me, one of them said, "Sugoi su ne." and I was like, "Yes, it's so amazing," in my mind. Oh. 'sugoi su ne' is Japanese for 'it's amazing'. I really couldn't believe I could get my hands on these books! It was only recently that I started this mission to get the tankoubans after I saw a picture of one of the Prince of Tennis tankouban on the net.
I thought, "I must be so lucky to even get to see one first hand."
There was D.Gray-Man manga in Chinese too, from book 1-13 and Death Note 1-12 and its How to Read. But they were in Chinese too.
Hey, who said D&T sucked? It has its quirks too!
Oh yeah, that day was my youngest paternal aunt's wedding, and I missed their Church Wedding...so sad...
But then I attended her wedding dinner after rushing home to bathe and change after ballet. The dinner was scrumptious! Since my fater was 2nd son, my family go to sit at the VIP table with my grandparents and eldest uncle and his 19 year old daughter and third eldest uncle. They served us the food on idividual plates instead of one whole dish chucked in the middle of the spinning thing because we're at the VIP table. =D
Anyway, the spinning thing held a candel stick with quite a cool design and multiple candles placed in glass cones fill with some liquid (of course, the candle sat on the liquid). The dinner was held at the Holiday Inn's Crystal Ballroom. I think.
There was a special performance my my aunt's and uncle's friends (who were married). The lady sang some solo about love (I think it's 'Your Love' or something), and then the man joined her for a duet about love too. This would probably be the last wedding I'm going to attend for a long time.
Oh, just something, a flower bent too low and burnt up.
There was Prince of Tennis tankouban at the 'chuangyi' booth! And it's in Chinese too! LIAR!
Let me start from the beginning of this story.
Yesterday, there was this supports school activity called "Toy Competition Prize Presentation '08" organized by the Singapore Polytechnic. It so happened that the prize presentation was held at the "Singapore Toy and Comic Convention" which is held in Suntec Hall 603.
I think today is the last day of the convention.
Anyway, I went for the support school activity to finally get my 3rd and final signature, a key to getting promoted (that is if I pass my exams...). I didn't actually know they sold comics over there until I walked past 'chuangyi' 's booth with Vivian and Fish (was Gloria and MinChih walking with us?).
'Chuang Yi' is this publishing company that publishes comics (mostly Manga). I recognize it as the publisher of Prince of Tennis (my all time favourite Manga) and went to check out the booth. There were 4 sides to the booth (actually, it's more like the pillar in the middle of the booth had four sides which were actually shelves).
The corners of the booths were connected with some weird quadrant which had pictures of characters from Mangas published by them on it. I SPOTTED PRINCE OF TENNIS' TEZUKA AND INUI!!!
I dunno what happened to me. I rushed to search for the Prince of Tennis (probably motivated by that little pic somewhere at the bottom right of one of the quadrants...) I was searching through one of the shelves, when I was informed that we would be late if we didn't move our butts. So I reluctantly went, not having caught a glimpse of a Prince of Tennis tankouban yet.
During the prinze presentation, Alyssa came up to me and asked if I recognize her. She was wearing those traditional Malay outfits for ladies (dunno what that's called). I said I did. I asked her if she had seen the 'chuangyi' booth, she said she had, and even bought some Mangas. She showed them to me, but the titles didn't really register in my head...
I asked her to help me check if there's any Prince of Tennis tankoubans in Chinese there. She said she would (I had to confirm she knew how Prince of Tennis' characters looked like first cuz she probably doesn't understand Chinese). So after a while, cheering and clapping for our school when we won a few prizes, she came back and told me there were none.
I was like so disheartened, thinking in my heart that the stupid picture on the quadrant gave me false hopes. I thanked her for her efforts anyway.
After the whole prize presentation ceremony was over (it ended about 25 minutes earlier than expected, and RGS won 3 consolation prizes and 1 top prize, gaining the title of 'the school with most achievements' or something), I left the rest and went over the the 'chuangyi' booth by myself. Don't ask me why. I just went. Call it intuition.
So when I went, I turned the whole booth topsy turvy in search of Prince of Tennis tankoubans. It wasn't until the last shelf I searched (I skipped one of the shelves, all it ever held was Pokemon and I'm not interested...) that I spotted something...
The fateful books with blue spines staring right back at me, almost yelling at me to pick them out of the rest of the tankoubans...
Fan Girl Mode: KYAAA!!!! PRINCE OF TENNIS!!!!
Normal Mode
I was like, OH MY GOSH, Prince of Tennis... and ...ALYSSA YOU LIAR!!!
I immediately sprinted over to it and ran my fingers down the blue spines, staring in disbelief at my luck. (This happened the previous day when I walked into the school bookshop and saw 'Prince of Tennis' books 37 and 38 [printed in Chinese], but just add in a few hysteric bounces, screams, and jumps while clutching the poor books to death) I was so mesmerized by them that I just stared at them for seconds.
Then I slowly picked the books up. There were books 1, 2, 3, 38 and 39. I'd have to go the the school book shop to pick up book 37, I noted. On Friday, I SMSed my father to ask if I could buy the tankoubans which are in Chinese from the bookshop, he replied 'yes', but when I asked if I'd have to pay with my pocket money, he didn't confirm it so I didn't buy them.
When I went home and asked him, he said he'd pay half if it's in Chinese. I was, like, over the moon. So when I saw the Prince of Tennis tankoubans, I was in heaven cuz the amount I have to pay is halved and that there were FIVE of the tankoubans here. Well, 5 isn't a lot out of 42 though...
So I dug them from where they were unjustly hidden and purchased them at 10% discount because there was a 10% discout booth wide. There were two of each tankouban at the booth.
After I purchased them, I couldn't believe my luck. All I could do was thank my D&T teacher for introducing this support school activity to me, because, if not, I wouldn't know there was this convention, and would not have been able to buy the books. And all this is because GOD arranged it. THANK YOU GOD!!!
As I was in line waiting to buy the book, two men walked past me, one of them said, "Sugoi su ne." and I was like, "Yes, it's so amazing," in my mind. Oh. 'sugoi su ne' is Japanese for 'it's amazing'. I really couldn't believe I could get my hands on these books! It was only recently that I started this mission to get the tankoubans after I saw a picture of one of the Prince of Tennis tankouban on the net.
I thought, "I must be so lucky to even get to see one first hand."
There was D.Gray-Man manga in Chinese too, from book 1-13 and Death Note 1-12 and its How to Read. But they were in Chinese too.
Hey, who said D&T sucked? It has its quirks too!
Oh yeah, that day was my youngest paternal aunt's wedding, and I missed their Church Wedding...so sad...
But then I attended her wedding dinner after rushing home to bathe and change after ballet. The dinner was scrumptious! Since my fater was 2nd son, my family go to sit at the VIP table with my grandparents and eldest uncle and his 19 year old daughter and third eldest uncle. They served us the food on idividual plates instead of one whole dish chucked in the middle of the spinning thing because we're at the VIP table. =D
Anyway, the spinning thing held a candel stick with quite a cool design and multiple candles placed in glass cones fill with some liquid (of course, the candle sat on the liquid). The dinner was held at the Holiday Inn's Crystal Ballroom. I think.
There was a special performance my my aunt's and uncle's friends (who were married). The lady sang some solo about love (I think it's 'Your Love' or something), and then the man joined her for a duet about love too. This would probably be the last wedding I'm going to attend for a long time.
Oh, just something, a flower bent too low and burnt up.
Thursday 26 June 2008
105 Rendevous (I think this is French)
CREEPY GUY IN RED SHIRT ON BUS 105: MY HORROR STORY
Today was the usual day, blah blah blah, school, blah blah blah, go wait for hours for the bus.
Vivian, Fish and I take the same bus, 105, so we got onto the bus together. It was that new prototype with LED boards.
So anyway, we began chatting about anything under the sun, then Vivian got off a few stops later. Then Fish and I began chatting again.
After a while, at the stop where an MRT station was, I noticed that there was a man wearing a red shirt staring pervertedly at us.
We were standing near the back of the bus. The man sat at the 2nd last 2 seater seat. He was very chubby (I would use flabby), and his eye were like...horizontal slits.
His pupils were locked on us. He looked away for a moment, then continued staring at us.
The bus started to empty very quickly as many people got off at that stop. So the last 2 seater seat (it was right behind the creepy guy) was empty. We decided to take a seat.
[Irrelevant text]
On our way to the seat (which was, like, one or two steps away), Fish found one of our senior's name tags. It was black, so we assumed that the senior (Chen Yuqing) was in Sec 2).
[/Irrelevant text]
As we sat, the guy turned to face the front. Then we began chatting again. The guy turned his head and took a (shy?) peek at us. That was enough to freak me out.
After a few more brief glances, I couldn't stand it anymore and whispered to Fish about that pervy guy. It turned out she noticed too.
A few more looks in our direction and Fish got off the bus. Some guy wearing sunglasses and a white long sleeved shirt whit blue checker patterns and long black pants (probably some businessman) sat beside me.
The freaky guy didn't stare at me for a while.
I was so relieved. But just 3 stops away from the stop that I'll be alighting at, he took a backward glance.
I was almost shocked out of my skin. At first I thought it was all coincidental, but then he peeked again, and again, and again.
I had always thought he was staring at Fish...she IS after all, more attractive than me by a million folds and the staring kinda stopped when she left, then when he started looking again, I was like, screaming, 'PERVERT!' and 'OH MY GOSH!' in my head.
It appears that the man sitting beside me was getting off at the same stop at me, so he pressed the bell. I think he works at New Tech Park (the building where the bus stop was located outside).
Anyway. When I got off and no one followed me, I was so relieved.
Then I walked on my way back home. 105 was going in the same direction as me, but would take a turn after about 30-40 meters, so I just looked at the bus pass by.
Then I saw that creepy guy staring at me and giving me that creepy trademark smile of his...
You could say a shiver ran down my spine. Now I knew what it was like to have a creepy stalker stalking you, or a creepy admirer, for short.
Could this guy be the creepy perv Jovyn???
I was flattered by the attention I was receiving due to the fact that my charm had attracted him (Ferrero says flatly: sense the sarcasm, the fact that this sentence states that I have a charm means it is ENTIRELY FALSE), but that was WAY too creepy for comfort.
Hell, it didn't make it better that the guy was, like, in his late thirties or early forties.
And the fact that no one, I repeat NO ONE, has ever stared at me like that before isn't helping either. I don't even think I've been liked by a boy, what with all the weirdness and ugliness in me...
*Shruggs shoulder* But I don't really care.
If he was intellectually disabled, I'll overlook the whole incident, but if he wasn't...GO DIE!
Today was the usual day, blah blah blah, school, blah blah blah, go wait for hours for the bus.
Vivian, Fish and I take the same bus, 105, so we got onto the bus together. It was that new prototype with LED boards.
So anyway, we began chatting about anything under the sun, then Vivian got off a few stops later. Then Fish and I began chatting again.
After a while, at the stop where an MRT station was, I noticed that there was a man wearing a red shirt staring pervertedly at us.
We were standing near the back of the bus. The man sat at the 2nd last 2 seater seat. He was very chubby (I would use flabby), and his eye were like...horizontal slits.
His pupils were locked on us. He looked away for a moment, then continued staring at us.
The bus started to empty very quickly as many people got off at that stop. So the last 2 seater seat (it was right behind the creepy guy) was empty. We decided to take a seat.
[Irrelevant text]
On our way to the seat (which was, like, one or two steps away), Fish found one of our senior's name tags. It was black, so we assumed that the senior (Chen Yuqing) was in Sec 2).
[/Irrelevant text]
As we sat, the guy turned to face the front. Then we began chatting again. The guy turned his head and took a (shy?) peek at us. That was enough to freak me out.
After a few more brief glances, I couldn't stand it anymore and whispered to Fish about that pervy guy. It turned out she noticed too.
A few more looks in our direction and Fish got off the bus. Some guy wearing sunglasses and a white long sleeved shirt whit blue checker patterns and long black pants (probably some businessman) sat beside me.
The freaky guy didn't stare at me for a while.
I was so relieved. But just 3 stops away from the stop that I'll be alighting at, he took a backward glance.
I was almost shocked out of my skin. At first I thought it was all coincidental, but then he peeked again, and again, and again.
I had always thought he was staring at Fish...she IS after all, more attractive than me by a million folds and the staring kinda stopped when she left, then when he started looking again, I was like, screaming, 'PERVERT!' and 'OH MY GOSH!' in my head.
It appears that the man sitting beside me was getting off at the same stop at me, so he pressed the bell. I think he works at New Tech Park (the building where the bus stop was located outside).
Anyway. When I got off and no one followed me, I was so relieved.
Then I walked on my way back home. 105 was going in the same direction as me, but would take a turn after about 30-40 meters, so I just looked at the bus pass by.
Then I saw that creepy guy staring at me and giving me that creepy trademark smile of his...
You could say a shiver ran down my spine. Now I knew what it was like to have a creepy stalker stalking you, or a creepy admirer, for short.
Could this guy be the creepy perv Jovyn???
I was flattered by the attention I was receiving due to the fact that my charm had attracted him (Ferrero says flatly: sense the sarcasm, the fact that this sentence states that I have a charm means it is ENTIRELY FALSE), but that was WAY too creepy for comfort.
Hell, it didn't make it better that the guy was, like, in his late thirties or early forties.
And the fact that no one, I repeat NO ONE, has ever stared at me like that before isn't helping either. I don't even think I've been liked by a boy, what with all the weirdness and ugliness in me...
*Shruggs shoulder* But I don't really care.
If he was intellectually disabled, I'll overlook the whole incident, but if he wasn't...GO DIE!
Wednesday 25 June 2008
STRIKE BACK!
Today I got to witness a strike back!
I mean witness as in EYE-witness.
Well, not really. I couldn't see the flame at all.
Min Chih was working with someone else (sorry, I forgot who) with the bunsen burner during Chem. lesson. I think she opened the air hole completely.
I was facing my own desk, which is directly in front of Min Chih's. Then suddenly I heard this 'boom' from behind and I heard someone (probably Min Chih) shout/scream (I can't find the right word...shout is too masculine and scream is too feminine...), "Strike back!" (or something like that)
Then so I whipped around to try to see it. I did see it. Well, that is if it were visible in the first place. So far, what my brain registered was a bunsen burner with no flame.
Then someone (I think it's Min Chih's partner) quickly turned off the gas just as a small crowd begin to gather. The flame disappeared (not like it ever 'appeared', that is) with some kind of a sizzling sound.
That's all.
Wow. I just realized my narration of it was quite long with reference to my recent posts.
I mean witness as in EYE-witness.
Well, not really. I couldn't see the flame at all.
Min Chih was working with someone else (sorry, I forgot who) with the bunsen burner during Chem. lesson. I think she opened the air hole completely.
I was facing my own desk, which is directly in front of Min Chih's. Then suddenly I heard this 'boom' from behind and I heard someone (probably Min Chih) shout/scream (I can't find the right word...shout is too masculine and scream is too feminine...), "Strike back!" (or something like that)
Then so I whipped around to try to see it. I did see it. Well, that is if it were visible in the first place. So far, what my brain registered was a bunsen burner with no flame.
Then someone (I think it's Min Chih's partner) quickly turned off the gas just as a small crowd begin to gather. The flame disappeared (not like it ever 'appeared', that is) with some kind of a sizzling sound.
That's all.
Wow. I just realized my narration of it was quite long with reference to my recent posts.
Monday 23 June 2008
kek saya berwarna coklat!
I think it says 'My cake is brown', or at least, that's what I meant. My Malay grammar is very suckish.
Anyway.
Zann gave me this cake made of felt today.
Everytime I stare at it, I start to get hungry.
And everytime I start to analyze why it looks so tempting.
Reason 1: It's a cake.
Reason 2: The colour combination is perfect.
Reason 3: The cake has cream.
These are the main reasons.
I SO LOVE THAT CAKE!!!!!
THANK YOU, ZANN!!!!!
It's a chocolate cake with vanilla cream filling, and a cherry with two green leaves sitting under it on a tuft of fluffy white cream!
YUM!
The cream filling had this red pattern on it, and it looks so cool!!!!
CAKE!
Anyway.
Zann gave me this cake made of felt today.
Everytime I stare at it, I start to get hungry.
And everytime I start to analyze why it looks so tempting.
Reason 1: It's a cake.
Reason 2: The colour combination is perfect.
Reason 3: The cake has cream.
These are the main reasons.
I SO LOVE THAT CAKE!!!!!
THANK YOU, ZANN!!!!!
It's a chocolate cake with vanilla cream filling, and a cherry with two green leaves sitting under it on a tuft of fluffy white cream!
YUM!
The cream filling had this red pattern on it, and it looks so cool!!!!
CAKE!
Tuesday 17 June 2008
100th POST!
Today I went to Mount Faber.
I walked the Henderson Wave, the Forest Walk, and saw the Alexandra Arch up close!!!
The Henderson Wave was kinda cool. It went up to 77.something meters above sea-level and the floor that you walk on was made of wood panels (although I do believe there is some metal foundation or skeleton there).
Actually, I think the Forest Walk was to let us enjoy the view of the secondary forest, but the architecture of the metal bridge-like walkway was so much more fascinating I decided to focus on it instead. =P
Ah, the Alexandra Arch! It wasn't much fun, but we took pictures of us (my father, my brother, my sister, and me) pushing or pulling a tree when actually we were standing a meter or so behind it! Well, we shifted the camera to make it LOOK like we were doing that.
We walked for 3 hours, but had short (or not so short) breaks in between. Wow, it was the most I had exercised for...half a year, I think, and I had been away from the computer a very long time but thankfully did not show any withdrawal symptoms like Ryuuk did when Raito refused to give him his apples. =D
I walked the Henderson Wave, the Forest Walk, and saw the Alexandra Arch up close!!!
The Henderson Wave was kinda cool. It went up to 77.something meters above sea-level and the floor that you walk on was made of wood panels (although I do believe there is some metal foundation or skeleton there).
Actually, I think the Forest Walk was to let us enjoy the view of the secondary forest, but the architecture of the metal bridge-like walkway was so much more fascinating I decided to focus on it instead. =P
Ah, the Alexandra Arch! It wasn't much fun, but we took pictures of us (my father, my brother, my sister, and me) pushing or pulling a tree when actually we were standing a meter or so behind it! Well, we shifted the camera to make it LOOK like we were doing that.
We walked for 3 hours, but had short (or not so short) breaks in between. Wow, it was the most I had exercised for...half a year, I think, and I had been away from the computer a very long time but thankfully did not show any withdrawal symptoms like Ryuuk did when Raito refused to give him his apples. =D
Friday 13 June 2008
LAST 2 DIGIT NUMBER POST!!! TODAY IS FRIDAY THE 13th!!!
This is currently post 99 of my blog.
And today is Friday the 13th, my lucky day! <3
Today I shall be reporting on my trip to the Singapore Eye Centre yesterday.
It has been 7 months since I last went to the Eye Centre for check-up. So yesterday, I left the house at 0830 to go the the Eye Centre.
My number was 1281...if I didn't remember wrongly.
So then, I waited for more than half an hour (which seemed like years to me). Last year when I went for check-up, my degrees increased by about 50 for my right eye and 75 for my left, so I was seriously dreading this check-up.
There was only one thought running laps in my mind: Dang, my degrees must have shot up the ladder (or something), and my parents will kill me and ban me from using the computer for it.
So I was really dreading it, like it was my doom or something. I probably dreaded it as much as Allen (D.Gray-Man) dreads having his Anti-Akuma weapon repaired by Komui (that maniac who keeps inventing machines called 'Komurin')...
So yeah, after waiting for very long, my name was called and I trudged into room 31 to have my degrees checked. I sat in front of that weird machine (which smelt heavily of antiseptic) and rested my chin on that ominous looking surface. Then I saw a house in the middle of a field which had a red roof (that was when the lady checked my eyesight, for those who have NEVER done these kind of check-ups before [screams: LUCKY YOU!]).
When I was done seeing that house, the lady asked me for my spectacles to check the degrees of it. Then she ushered me into room 19 opposite room 31.
Then I wore my glasses and the lady passed me those weird black mask-like stuff and asked me to put it over my glasses. The mask-like thing only had one hole so only one eye could be tested at a time.
So she tested my eyes. Dread and doom fell over me as I strained my eyes to read what was projected onto the screen (well, I do know for one that they were either numbers or alphabets). I hated this test the most.
Then the torture ended. The lady announced her verdict.
Reality sunk in...
ONLY MY LEFT EYE HAS INCREASED IN DEGREE!!!!! YESS!!!!! Well, it increased by about 25 degrees, which is not much. I was so freaking happy I had to smile. Scratch that. Grin is the right word for this.
But I still had to put eye drops to dilate my pupils so that another doctor could see what was going inside my eye with these bright lights and lenses that further intensity the light and makes the light sorta larger.
The whole consultation costs about $38, and my eyes hurt for millenniums after that.
And today is Friday the 13th, my lucky day! <3
Today I shall be reporting on my trip to the Singapore Eye Centre yesterday.
It has been 7 months since I last went to the Eye Centre for check-up. So yesterday, I left the house at 0830 to go the the Eye Centre.
My number was 1281...if I didn't remember wrongly.
So then, I waited for more than half an hour (which seemed like years to me). Last year when I went for check-up, my degrees increased by about 50 for my right eye and 75 for my left, so I was seriously dreading this check-up.
There was only one thought running laps in my mind: Dang, my degrees must have shot up the ladder (or something), and my parents will kill me and ban me from using the computer for it.
So I was really dreading it, like it was my doom or something. I probably dreaded it as much as Allen (D.Gray-Man) dreads having his Anti-Akuma weapon repaired by Komui (that maniac who keeps inventing machines called 'Komurin')...
So yeah, after waiting for very long, my name was called and I trudged into room 31 to have my degrees checked. I sat in front of that weird machine (which smelt heavily of antiseptic) and rested my chin on that ominous looking surface. Then I saw a house in the middle of a field which had a red roof (that was when the lady checked my eyesight, for those who have NEVER done these kind of check-ups before [screams: LUCKY YOU!]).
When I was done seeing that house, the lady asked me for my spectacles to check the degrees of it. Then she ushered me into room 19 opposite room 31.
Then I wore my glasses and the lady passed me those weird black mask-like stuff and asked me to put it over my glasses. The mask-like thing only had one hole so only one eye could be tested at a time.
So she tested my eyes. Dread and doom fell over me as I strained my eyes to read what was projected onto the screen (well, I do know for one that they were either numbers or alphabets). I hated this test the most.
Then the torture ended. The lady announced her verdict.
Reality sunk in...
ONLY MY LEFT EYE HAS INCREASED IN DEGREE!!!!! YESS!!!!! Well, it increased by about 25 degrees, which is not much. I was so freaking happy I had to smile. Scratch that. Grin is the right word for this.
But I still had to put eye drops to dilate my pupils so that another doctor could see what was going inside my eye with these bright lights and lenses that further intensity the light and makes the light sorta larger.
The whole consultation costs about $38, and my eyes hurt for millenniums after that.
Tuesday 10 June 2008
Created by OnePlusYou
YAY! Technically, we're in what grade? 7th? It's our 7th year studying since P1, right?
Thursday 5 June 2008
Pointe Shoes
POINTE is the French word for 'point'.
I think.
But anyway. I just got my pointe shoes for my new ballet grade that I started in March...or was it April?
Saa, who cares. I'm starting Intermediate Foundation and the exam requires pointe shoes. The pointe shoes are weird.
I went with my other ballet classmates (about 4 of them [including me]) and my ballet teacher. She helped us check if the shoes fit or not.
The shoes had flat toes. My father actually thought pointe shoes had pointed toes! [chuckles]
It looked hard to go on points in that shoe, but when I actually tried (just to see if they fit) it was relatively easy (but of course, I had my teacher as support. You can't expect me to go on points for the first time without a support).
The problem was that my feet are...weird. When I point my foot normally for...say...5 seconds, my foot will get...stuck in that position. It's like you want to get out of it, but you can't. It felt like if I moved my foot from my position, the bones will break.
But of course they didn't. I'd shudder to think what'd happen if it actually did. Anyway. Going on points require extreme pointing of my foot, and I found it quite hard to release my foot from that pointed position when I got down from the points.
Okay. This must sound really weird. All the 'point' and 'points' and 'pointe' everywhere. What's more, it's coming from me, Ferrero, the great tomboy of the century (and perhaps millennium or time...). I understand how you feel.
I think.
When I walked back from the shop with my fellow ballet classmate, Louise, she commented that if she didn't know me at all and didn't actually see me dance, she would never in hell believe that I danced ballet...and let alone passed grade 5 with dinstinction. =D
My reputation is good...I like the tomboy reputation!
*Wide grin*
And I didn't manage to get lost on my way from Orchard MRT Station to Tangling Shopping Center! (or was it Centre?)
The inside of the shopping centre was so cool! Like some posh hotel or something, if only it weren't so creepy.
Reasons for creepiness:
#1: Lack of people.
#2: Many shops selling those Buddha related statues which really freak me out. There's at least two on each floor, and every corner I turn, I see at least one such shop...
#3: THE FREAKING SHOP FROM WHICH I BOUGHT THE POINTE SHOES FROM (O.K.H. Ballet Centre) WAS COMPLETELY...ARGH! I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT! (A.K.A. It was all pink and girly...and it made me nauseated.)
I DON"T KNOW WHY I EVEN TOOK UP BALLET 7 YEARS AGO!
This is my 8th year doing ballet...and somehow, I don't feel like quitting...I wonder why...
*assumes "The Thinker"'s pose*
I think.
But anyway. I just got my pointe shoes for my new ballet grade that I started in March...or was it April?
Saa, who cares. I'm starting Intermediate Foundation and the exam requires pointe shoes. The pointe shoes are weird.
I went with my other ballet classmates (about 4 of them [including me]) and my ballet teacher. She helped us check if the shoes fit or not.
The shoes had flat toes. My father actually thought pointe shoes had pointed toes! [chuckles]
It looked hard to go on points in that shoe, but when I actually tried (just to see if they fit) it was relatively easy (but of course, I had my teacher as support. You can't expect me to go on points for the first time without a support).
The problem was that my feet are...weird. When I point my foot normally for...say...5 seconds, my foot will get...stuck in that position. It's like you want to get out of it, but you can't. It felt like if I moved my foot from my position, the bones will break.
But of course they didn't. I'd shudder to think what'd happen if it actually did. Anyway. Going on points require extreme pointing of my foot, and I found it quite hard to release my foot from that pointed position when I got down from the points.
Okay. This must sound really weird. All the 'point' and 'points' and 'pointe' everywhere. What's more, it's coming from me, Ferrero, the great tomboy of the century (and perhaps millennium or time...). I understand how you feel.
I think.
When I walked back from the shop with my fellow ballet classmate, Louise, she commented that if she didn't know me at all and didn't actually see me dance, she would never in hell believe that I danced ballet...and let alone passed grade 5 with dinstinction. =D
My reputation is good...I like the tomboy reputation!
*Wide grin*
And I didn't manage to get lost on my way from Orchard MRT Station to Tangling Shopping Center! (or was it Centre?)
The inside of the shopping centre was so cool! Like some posh hotel or something, if only it weren't so creepy.
Reasons for creepiness:
#1: Lack of people.
#2: Many shops selling those Buddha related statues which really freak me out. There's at least two on each floor, and every corner I turn, I see at least one such shop...
#3: THE FREAKING SHOP FROM WHICH I BOUGHT THE POINTE SHOES FROM (O.K.H. Ballet Centre) WAS COMPLETELY...ARGH! I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT! (A.K.A. It was all pink and girly...and it made me nauseated.)
I DON"T KNOW WHY I EVEN TOOK UP BALLET 7 YEARS AGO!
This is my 8th year doing ballet...and somehow, I don't feel like quitting...I wonder why...
*assumes "The Thinker"'s pose*
Sunday 1 June 2008
True Christian Stories
I went to Jurong Central Library today.
It was kinda cool. 5 floors in total including the basement.
I finally found a book (or three, so to speak) that I could use for the Lit. project or whatever.
My mother made me borrow two Chinese books. One of them was Furuba (Fruits Basket) which had been translated into Chinese, and the other was this comic called 梦里人 which I have no idea what it's about nor do I have any intention of reading it, but if my mother says I have to read it, I suppose I should.
Today in church, Brother Kafai (I'm not exactly sure how his name is spelt) shared with us a few true stories.
#1: Brother Kafai (let's just call him BK for the time being) had this female friend whose best friend was the Holy Spirit. She was about 16 in the story he told us, and she was checking out guys. BK said it was okay to look at them but not lust. But anyway, back to the story. She was checking out this guy who went to the gym often. Then she told the Holy Spirit, "Holy Spirit, check out that hot guy."
The Holy Spirit replied, "You think that's hot? Remember Jesus' occupation." Jesus was a carpentar, and carpenters then didn't have refined tools. To get wood, they had to chop it themselves from trees, and there were no propper hammars. I'd imagin Jesus was really muscular... COOL! I've got a macho God!
BK told us that that girl even dated the God. On Valentine's Day, she would pack a picnic basket and bring it to the Botanical Gardens, spread the sheets and food out, and talk to God, literally. So cool!!!
#2: Somewhere in America, there was some kind of a concert (I think). It was held inside a stadium. And inside the stadium, in the middle of it, a cloud started forming. Not just any cloud. A RAIN cloud. And it circled the inside of the stadium above the audiences' seats. Then it started raining. Raining gold dust.
One of the boys in the room consisting of teens of both genders aging from 13-14 where BK was preaching suggested that it rained gold bars (that was before BK revealed that it rained gold dust), and BK said God wouldn't be so stupid as that. He mentioned that not once in history did a durian fall on anyone, because God wouldn't allow it.
#3: Bk friend whose mother died. God told BK to pray, but he didn't know what to pray about, so he flipped through his bible. He prayed to God to show him what to say. He opened the bible and read "21 Then he stretched himself out on the boy three times and cried to the LORD, "O LORD my God, let this boy's life return to him!" 22 The LORD heard Elijah's cry, and the boy's life returned to him, and he lived." He closed the bible, thinking, "Her mother just died and you're telling me about revival?" (or something along those lines). Then he flipped through the bible again and read "43When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, "Lazarus, come out!" 44The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face." Then BK thought, "Oh God..., you really want me to pray that for her mother?"
But BK did that anyway. The mother didn't revive (BK said he'd freak out if she actually did. He was walking around the body and praying about revival. Imagin if the corpse actually came back to life)), but the friend went to church for the first time, saying that she "had always wanted someone to show concern for" her.
#4: Once during alter call, one of BK's friend was praying for the people who came to the alter to be prayed for. She stood in front of another girl and reached out a hand to pray for her. She asked God what to say. God showed her a vision of a cheese burger. She was very confused. Like, cheese burger?! She told the person she was praying for exactly what God showed her, "Cheese burger." The girl started to have tears roll down her face. BK's friend was very confused.
After service, she pulled the girl aside and asked why she was crying. The girl told her that once, when she was young, she had almost nothing to eat, then someone came along and gave her a cheese burger, and she started crying again.
#5: There was once this very poor girl from BK's cell group when he was a cell leader a few years ago. She works very hard to put herself and her younger siblings through school. Her younger brother was wasting away with drugs and joined gangs. One night, she went to bed very hungry and told God, "I'd be very happy to just have a pack of milo to drink."
For one whole week, nothing happened. No one gave her any milo. When she went to church on Sunday, one pastor walked up to her and handed her those large tin milo thingy or whatever that you can buy from NTUC. He told her, "I don't know why God asked me to buy milo for you, but I bought it anyway." The girl started crying.
It was kinda cool. 5 floors in total including the basement.
I finally found a book (or three, so to speak) that I could use for the Lit. project or whatever.
My mother made me borrow two Chinese books. One of them was Furuba (Fruits Basket) which had been translated into Chinese, and the other was this comic called 梦里人 which I have no idea what it's about nor do I have any intention of reading it, but if my mother says I have to read it, I suppose I should.
Today in church, Brother Kafai (I'm not exactly sure how his name is spelt) shared with us a few true stories.
#1: Brother Kafai (let's just call him BK for the time being) had this female friend whose best friend was the Holy Spirit. She was about 16 in the story he told us, and she was checking out guys. BK said it was okay to look at them but not lust. But anyway, back to the story. She was checking out this guy who went to the gym often. Then she told the Holy Spirit, "Holy Spirit, check out that hot guy."
The Holy Spirit replied, "You think that's hot? Remember Jesus' occupation." Jesus was a carpentar, and carpenters then didn't have refined tools. To get wood, they had to chop it themselves from trees, and there were no propper hammars. I'd imagin Jesus was really muscular... COOL! I've got a macho God!
BK told us that that girl even dated the God. On Valentine's Day, she would pack a picnic basket and bring it to the Botanical Gardens, spread the sheets and food out, and talk to God, literally. So cool!!!
#2: Somewhere in America, there was some kind of a concert (I think). It was held inside a stadium. And inside the stadium, in the middle of it, a cloud started forming. Not just any cloud. A RAIN cloud. And it circled the inside of the stadium above the audiences' seats. Then it started raining. Raining gold dust.
One of the boys in the room consisting of teens of both genders aging from 13-14 where BK was preaching suggested that it rained gold bars (that was before BK revealed that it rained gold dust), and BK said God wouldn't be so stupid as that. He mentioned that not once in history did a durian fall on anyone, because God wouldn't allow it.
#3: Bk friend whose mother died. God told BK to pray, but he didn't know what to pray about, so he flipped through his bible. He prayed to God to show him what to say. He opened the bible and read "21 Then he stretched himself out on the boy three times and cried to the LORD, "O LORD my God, let this boy's life return to him!" 22 The LORD heard Elijah's cry, and the boy's life returned to him, and he lived." He closed the bible, thinking, "Her mother just died and you're telling me about revival?" (or something along those lines). Then he flipped through the bible again and read "43When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, "Lazarus, come out!" 44The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face." Then BK thought, "Oh God..., you really want me to pray that for her mother?"
But BK did that anyway. The mother didn't revive (BK said he'd freak out if she actually did. He was walking around the body and praying about revival. Imagin if the corpse actually came back to life)), but the friend went to church for the first time, saying that she "had always wanted someone to show concern for" her.
#4: Once during alter call, one of BK's friend was praying for the people who came to the alter to be prayed for. She stood in front of another girl and reached out a hand to pray for her. She asked God what to say. God showed her a vision of a cheese burger. She was very confused. Like, cheese burger?! She told the person she was praying for exactly what God showed her, "Cheese burger." The girl started to have tears roll down her face. BK's friend was very confused.
After service, she pulled the girl aside and asked why she was crying. The girl told her that once, when she was young, she had almost nothing to eat, then someone came along and gave her a cheese burger, and she started crying again.
#5: There was once this very poor girl from BK's cell group when he was a cell leader a few years ago. She works very hard to put herself and her younger siblings through school. Her younger brother was wasting away with drugs and joined gangs. One night, she went to bed very hungry and told God, "I'd be very happy to just have a pack of milo to drink."
For one whole week, nothing happened. No one gave her any milo. When she went to church on Sunday, one pastor walked up to her and handed her those large tin milo thingy or whatever that you can buy from NTUC. He told her, "I don't know why God asked me to buy milo for you, but I bought it anyway." The girl started crying.
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