It's been...how long...since I've last posted.
I'll admit blogging is losing its appeal currently. Perhaps I'll use it as a way to pass time during the holidays...
Anyway, I'm here to list down a few nice tid-bits about my life for the past month or so.
1) 03 October 2009
I celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival with most of my extended family from my father's side. I think it began just before I returned from my ballet lessons (oh, go on, laugh at the fact that I actually do learn BALLET). When I arrived home there was food spread all over the shoe shelf. Actually the shoe shelf itself was not so much as shelf as a cupboard about waist (don't you guys ever find it funny that people can actually mix up 'waist' with 'waste'?) high.
After a hearty dinner (with lots and lots of Singapore curry which my mother made NOT spicy just because I couldn't stand it. Don't I just feel special?) we had games that spanned for at least an hour...or two. I can't really remember, but I do know that I left mid-way to bathe. It was a game that took turns.
*GAME*
There was a board and a white board. The board listed categories and question numbers, while the white board recorded scores (using stickers...). Anyway, the 'hosts' of the game were my father's youngest brother and his wife. They held the answers in their palms (papers, I mean). So we picked a question, then they would read to us the question, and if we answer correctly, 2 points. Answer wrongly, 0. If it's the rebound, then 1 point for being correct and -1 for being wrong...
*GAME*
The prize was 10 tickets to the movies, and my family won *grins*. Oh, did I mention we were playing by immediate families? E.g. My father, mother, me and my siblings on one team, my aunt and her husband and their kids in another etc.
2) EXAMS
I myself am not exactly sure when they began...or ended. All I know is that I probably failed my Chinese again (damn, my parents will be so pissed. They had even hired a tutor!) and my English is a very likely fail. So's my English Literature, if I should grade myself. I just hope my PT didn't get too low, it's my only hope. Math...well, if I get a 60% I'm fine already. I mean, I can't expect too much. I failed 1st term and got about 25/40 for term 2 and 3.
I don't think I want to ponder on such depressing issues any more.
3) 15 October 2009
The night before I received a call from someone called Bernice (I have no idea who that is but she called herself House-Captain or something) that I have shot-put and javelin the next day at about 14:30. I was so...annoyed. I thought they were on the 14th. Thing is, I didn't check the schedule earlier so when I did at about 17:00 on the 14th I thought that both shot-put and javelin events were over (blame the really weird division thingums. I don't know which one I am in!). So I very moodily went to school on the 15th.
Oh, have I yet mentioned that 14th-16th was marking day so there was no school?
Yeah, so anyway, before I left home I did my usual 'workout' or whatever you call it. 55 sit-ups, 65 female standard press-ups and 40 laps around my living room (which, trust me, isn't too large to begin with. About 15m per round). I did that in preparation for the shot-put event. I mean, you need muscle strength for that, right? So I thought I'd just get my arm muscles working!
I arrived very early. It's not like I had much to do at home anyway. So I waited at the mini-amphi until, what, 15:00. They told us to assemble at 14:30! I was way earlier than 14:30 (okay, so maybe 10 minutes wasn't 'way earlier', but still)!
After a very hectic attendence taking when I learnt that C2 (I also learnt that I belonged to C2) javelin event was yesterday, we trudged down to the shot-put area to...well, do shot-put. We had 10 participants so we had to do a preliminary round to eliminate participants to simply 8. Just before my trial run (which I ended up DQing) the lightning alert started blaring. I was glad, until Sophia informed me that we had to return on another day if it was cancelled today. I pulled a long face. Black face. Ugly face. Whatever.
Didja know that Kimberly from 202 was doing shot-put too?
Anyway, we returned to the mini-amphi to await further instructions, where Sophia, Kimberly, I and some friend of Kimberly's (whose name I didn't ask for) tried to 'cheer' ourselves up and entertain ourselves with 'Your Mama' jokes. I remember the one that went 'Your mama so fat the photo I took of her 20 years ago is still printing'. I liked that one. XD
The teachers said that if we didn't get the green light before 16:30 we would be sent home, so I hoped, and hoped hard. I wanted to pray, but things just got in my way. We were finally able to go out at 15:00.
We decided on a 3 shots at one go basis. Oh, by the way, now there were only 8 participants left, so we didn't do a preliminary round. I think 2 of the participants had Arts Fest practice to attend to. It went pretty quickly, and Sophia was one of the first to go because she had discus later.
I really couldn't be bothered to listen to my scores. All I know is that I got all above 5m, which is a great achievement for me. =D I'm not sure what I got last year, but this should be better...if it isn't...well, go look for me in the corner of despair.
I ended up talking to Kimberly for the rest of the 'competition', and only looked up when the teacher (Mrs. Wee) said she was going to relesase the results. Kimberly was moaning about getting last position, but that went to someone else and we all heaved a sigh of relief (what a P1 phrase...). Anyway, following, she announced another name that wasn't 'Kimberly' and we cheered again. Sadly, this was found to be an error in calculation which resulted in Kimberly being 7th ranked.
I really couldn't be bothered to listen to the rest of the rankings, but I was expecting myself pretty soon, and by soon I meant REALLY soon. I continued listening and found out that Sophia clinched 5th position (and she got that too for discus as I found out after an hour or two of waiting). Sophia tried to copy the champion's method of throwing (which when properly done could end up 8.89m away) but I yelled my disapproval, earning many pointed glares for 'discouraging' a fellow competitor. I then justified myself by telling her to used her own method. Things never really work as well for one person as it does for another.
Mentally whooping for joy that I had beaten Sophia, the girl with incredible muscle mass, I waited for my name to be announced next. Imagine my (and Kimberly's) utter surprise when it didn't, and I learnt I came in 3rd! I mean, 5.47m (I can't really remember, so take this for the time being) can't really be 3rd, can it? The RGS standard must be awfully low.
Before announcing the top 3 placings the teacher (Mrs. Wee) said that there were prizes. They were nothing more than ribbons of appropriate colour (gold, silver, bronze) with tags at the back indicating name, sport and placing, though they didn't write my name...
After this I left immediately to watch Sophia embarrass herself on the discus field. It was a boring wait for her turn so we tried to come up with more 'Yo Mama' jokes (albeit failing terribly). Her first trial was good with an entirely steady discus throw.
We had to wait some more after her trials. She was placed 8th, so she got to enter the finals. Oh, did I mention that I asked Sophia to hang on to my name tag before shot-put? Yeah, so I had to wait for her (though I could just sneak it from her bag, not that she'd ever know...) to return it to me. Her finals throws for discus was TERRIBLE. The discus kept wobbling and had a really lousy trajectory. She got 5th place, as I mentioned before, and we left for home happily ever after.
THE END.
WAIT!!!! Wait a moment. There's something I need to share with you (whoever you may be). I just had a visions...no, many visions!
*Enter Vision Land*
On the 20th October I will receive my Geography, Chinese, Mathematics and Philosophy papers with the following results:
Geography
16.5/20
4.0 GPA
NOTE: There will be an error in calculation which, if I am smart, will not be told to the teachers and retain my stellar 17.5/20.
Chinese
Paper 1: 25/70
Paper 2: 30.5/63
1.6 GPA
NOTE: This will be the most depressing moment ever, especially after so many tuitions... And I could actually have passed Paper 2 if they just gave me 5 more seconds! Argh.
Mathematics
Paper: 46/60
AA: 13/16 (At least this is what I think it is upon)
3.6 GPA
NOTE: I will have improved by leaps and bounds. Please do not look down on me just because I did not attain a wonderful, beautiful 4.0 GPA.
Philosophy
Paper: 5/8
COI: 8/12
Proficient Grade
NOTE: I am absolutely horrible at Philosophy, and please, don't make lame jokes like 'You will be wise because you have Sophia on your side!' I've heard enough of this from said person *cough* Sophia *cough*.
On the 21st October I will receive my Science, History, English Language and Literature papers with the following results:
Science
41/50
4.0 GPA
NOTE: Would you expect any less from me? Nah, just kidding. I will be a nervous wreck, 'cause this would determine whether I have 1 4.0 on my report card or none.
History
19/25
3.6 GPA
NOTE: I'm actually not sure about my score, please feel free to inform me if you are certain that this ISN'T my marks. Thank you.
English Language
Paper 1: 22/30
Paper 2:
-Comprehension: 11/25
-Summary: 14/20
2.8 GPA
NOTE: I have absolutely no idea how I fared better on my Chinese paper in the comprehension section than on my English paper. Anyway, we will be given our Comprehension, followed by Summary, then Paper 1. After receiving the failing grade of the Comprehension I will remain unnervingly calm and unperturbed, like I know I won't fail...
English Literature
9/15
2.8 GPA
NOTE: DON'T stare. Just because I have a slightly less than healthy obsession with MoV doesn't make me a superwoman (or girl) with answering Literature questions.
I will also receive a black comb like thing that keeps hair up from my mother.
In addition, I will be notified by Yan Han that my Quote Recitation file is unable to be opened and I will spend hours trying to get it to Miss Tay who is sick. I will be able to do so by 23:50.
On the 22nd October I will receive my Literature and English PT and Quote Recitation scores. I will rejoice for my grades are as follow:
Literature/English PT
30/32
4.0 GPA
NOTE: Please do not ask for my product. It is the most embarrassing and ultimately gross thing I have ever written. I will sound like an illiterate lovesick girl who just started learning English.
Quote Recitation
12/12
4.0 GPA
NOTE: I love PT and random projects. I never get below a 3.6 GPA for any of them and I usually get a 4.0 GPA. Cheers.
I will be reprimanded (along with the rest of the class) by HanJun and gang who will preach to us about not putting enough effort into the ACP preparations.
We will all be startled when we learn that while it felt as if 10 minutes has passed only 2 minutes had while Mrs. Shirley Tan was talking (Principal's Speech or something...wait, principal?). We will be shown 2 videos by said vice-principal who will then proceed to lecture us about knowing ourselves and the right from the wrong. We will be released almost 15 minutes late.
I will dash out of the KS Chee Theatre the moment 'Class 210' is dismissed and will go with all convenient speed (recognize this phrase, people? It's from MoV, Act 3 Scene 4 Line 56) to meet my mother outside the school. While expecting her to be at the bus stop (which I really shouldn't be doing since I know all this already) I will meet up with her at half the distance and bumble clumsily into the car.
My mother will take a seemingly wrong road only to have me assure her that this road does lead to home. My brother will continue his nap in the passenger seat until we arrive at...I don't know where. We will register with a machine at the nearby clinic (where I will drop my bottle and go to the ladies to wash its nozzle) and proceed to lunch which will be fast and at a nearby coffee shop.
We will wait long for our turn to register at a counter with the numbers 2548 and 2549. We will then proceed to level 2 and wait before Consultation Room 25 until we are inform at least an hour later that we will be seen in room 21. I will head for the washroom where one toilet bowl is unflushable. As I wash my hands after leaving the cubicle my mother will enter the washroom. While my mother is using the toilet I will exit and settle next to my brother. Our number will be called before my mother returns, and we will inch slowly to room 21 until we see our mother rushing toward us (apparently having finished with her business transactions).
The doctor will be a female and will see to my brother first. She will diagnose his feet as flat feet and will tell us that it is not a serious condition and will, in fact, not affect his growth or anything. She will refer him to a specialist at SGH (Singapore General Hospital) to see if it can be fixed. I will then be checked and be assured that the white lines running the length of my upper thigh are stretch marks (which is really weird as I have not had any exponential weight gain or loss recently, unless I will have them within 2oth-22nd October...) and are not harmful to my health nor is it an indicator of ill health unless, of course, I have Cushings (an imbalance of hormones) which I do not appear to have.
We will all leave the clinic happy. My brother and I will leave the clinic first with the car keys while my mother settles the fees. We will turn on the engines and enjoy the air-con while my mother is at the clinic still.
Once she has started driving, my mother will ask me to call my sister, which I will do, and find out that she is 'out' doing 'something' and having 'lunch' at almost 16:00. I will deduce she is out shopping, being so ambiguous and all. All this will happen and we will pass by an 'Ang Mo Kio' sigh with a big red tomato.
My mother will then park the car near AMK Hub and leave with my brother to update his student pass (he will be turning 17 next year). My mother will turn off the engine. My brother will return way before my mother and we will have a slight 'fight' while he tries to turn on the engine for the air-con while I disagree. I will resign in the end when I am unable to reach it before he does.
My mother will return with tooth brushes and another set of those black comb things but with a different design that is much better. This set will cost S$1.50 while the previous set, one of which will be given to my sister, will cost S$1.20. The newer set is larger, and will seem to do a better job of holding hair in place.
We will then return home and the day continues and usual (with piano lessons at 17:30).
JUST KIDDING!
But seriously, the events are real, I just didn't have a vision. You know that Blogger tends to date a post with the day it is created, not published? Yeah? I started this post on the 16th, didn't post it because it was half-baked, left it alone for 7 days (today is the 22nd of October) and returned to it to finish it.
Wouldn't it be cool if I had a vision, and one as detailed as that?
By the way, this is the longest post in...oh, months, I guess. I don't think I'm that mad about blogging anymore, not that I ever was in the first place...
