I know...
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
OK... perhaps its a bit late, but now i sorta see the importance and seriousness of this last year in secondary school. Last year of school uniforms. Last year of immaturity. Did i get u? did u really think i'd let go of immaturity? Hah! Fat chance. Of course it wont be as bad as like Melvin or Matthew Lin...that psycho. But i mean, i realise the importance of how hard i actually have to study, how much mugging i haf to do. How much catch-up i need with math and Stoichiometry. But of course, i'm not so quai to be strting now lah, be realistic ppl!
Well, i finally seen someone worse than Brandon in school. I dun even knoe his name, but i've seen him at the cca display. Ok so i know it sounds kinda bad to be makin fun of him, but hey... nobody's perfect.
So he walks into the artroom as we were gonna start packing up. He said, "this is art club ah? i want to join leh. When issit?" So miss chew told him on friday lar. "Eh, i join military band is on friday, and i join scouts is also on friday..." Ok so at first we thought he was juz naive lar so we tried to persuade him to take art club. He started playin with Chew's timer. Then her pink glass ball. Of couse chew didnt allow lah.
After a while he said, "Miss Chew, i thirsty leh. I want to drink your apple juice." Ok, fact is there was Chew's half drunk bottle of Apple juice. Ok so they were arguing... miss chew sayin things like, "Cannot, got my saliva one"..."boy cannot share with girl". With his reply being " Never mind, I drink saliva before." After a lot of persuasion on Miss chew's part, and some pained faces she made at us, she managed to coax him into drinking water frm this glass bottle she uses to water plants.
Then Miss Chua came. I know her as a kind sensitive person. Well we all went out to see her, complaining about him, even chew. She had her own experience. So she act-cute imitate the boy. "Miss chua, wat subject u teach me?"..."Eh.. i like art leh" Then sumore talk and miss chua said this like sumone put a slug in her bra,"Eeeye! why i teachin him one!?"
Haiz...bein a teacher is hard man...
Morbidity Exposed
7:16 PM
On to Level 2
Monday, January 17, 2005
Ok so today has been a sorta climatic event in my teenage life. I had been waiting for this moment like for so long. I didnt know it would come so early. My first NC-16 movie. Hah!
Well, i, Jeremy, Daniel, Chun leung, Yi Qiang, Jerome n Samuel went hurriedly to Toa Payoh to watch Meet the Fockers. I mean, i had my doubts about entering, but i guess they go by year rather than birthdate. Well, damn farni movie although now i know y its NC-16. Especially the dog...
Nothin much to write this time, so till next entry...
Morbidity Exposed
9:45 PM
Locker...
Monday, January 10, 2005
Ok, so school has started this 2005, in new premises. Cool new premises. Even though the swimming pool hasnt been built yet, and we have to walk up and down 5 stories because of the new homeroom system. Well, actually level 1 n 2 are sorta underground, so the top level is level 7. Right in the middle of the whole school is this preserved building, used as offices. The basketball court is on level 6 so if your ball goes over the fence...good luck. Ouh, and the field is so featureless that the whole school is useless for catching insects. But the walking is kinda ok, different settings but of course, nearly all the same teachers.
Speaking of teachers, Mrs Lau is really a pain, more so then DA somehow, but that doesnt mean that she isnt bitchy anymore. Miss Chua let her hair grow, and though i'm itching to expell, something, i shant, coz well, i also found out by accident lah. But how can i keep such things frm ppl like Shan Yu n Hui. And unfortunately, i got chosen as SS rep again. I dun like roles where work is involved. I mean i cant slack lah...since im collecting the homework, i ALWAYS have to hand up in time...
Ah, its a good thing that Mrs chandran left, for me at least. I mean 4SA got Dora as their eng teacher. Torture. Because she left, there's someone else in charge of debating. According to Miss Seah, he's nice and enthusiastic, and planned all our activities already. Thus my chairperson job will be much easier. Also, Miss Seah said that some of the new techers will be setting up a sch newspaper thingie and insisted that i be a part of it. Not to be shallow or anything, but i really hope i get CCA points from this. I also vow to be more active in my CCA's this year...perhaps a new year resolution?
Well, i finally managed to finish writing my first song. I admit that the lyrics is a bit cheesy and corny, but haiz... it will improve wit experience lah. I also need to improve my narrtive essay writing style. Its not that its terrible or anything, but recently, some ppl have been reading my stuff aloud and it sounds really... i dunno, like immature?
Well, its funny being sec four. I never knew this time would come so fast. I mean it seemed to close when i looked at a sec school student's book and thought i could never comprehend that stuff. Then into secondary school, friendships became more complicated. I became less hardworking(not that i had much of that in the first place). Sec 1 and 2 was like sorta playing in a new, upgraded playground, with revised rules from the primary level. 6 years of jolly fun, then three years of teen fun, but all 9 years were almost worriless.
Now its like mean its like the last leg of proper school. After that, its just poly, something so new and different. I've been thinking of how my life will be, supporting Maja, hating the fact that my dad moved from a proper, well paying job to the ever treacherous n risky business affair. How long before i have to start supporting him too? I mean i'm only gonna have up to a poly degree, its not like i'll be earning like a five figure paycheck or something. I wouldnt be leading the life i would want to lead.
Then soon, NS, then work already. Then like half my spicy life is over. After a few years will be financial, relationship and whatever problems. Then mid-life crisis crap, oldness, flab(i will do watever i can to prevent this), and baldness(i hope to have enough money to get a hair transplant if this ever happens). Life will slow down, turn into almost a monotone. The low drawl of working the same job, seeing the same faces, saying the same phrases. Ther'll be no zest. Its like living for the sake of living, and others. Of course i'll not talk about death yet lah, But i have already given some thought to it, like who i'm gonna get to do my funeral rites.
Ok, not to get too morbid... lets leave it here. Till next time...
Morbidity Exposed
5:41 PM