26 February 2008
10:12 PM
2 most frequently asked questions:q: so what are you taking now? tsd or ki? OR so which class are you in? A03A or A03B?
ans: story too long, i'm not bothering to explain the entire thing because (in order of decreasing probability):
a) you'll listen to my full explanation and still be equally confused/worse still, more confused.
b) you'll give up listening to me rattle on about my long story halfway through (or earlier)
c) i've had enough of explaining to who-knows-how-many people
but bottomline, i'm officially taking KI but going for both Ki and tsd, i'm officially in A03B but going for A03A classes.
q: YOU'RE IN CHORALE??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
either that or,
"whoa, you serious ah cheryl."
"i
still can't believe you're in chorale/you quit basketball for chorale."
"aye really leh cheryl, YOU in CHORALE?!"
(all are pretty much the same la huh?)
well just to cheer myself up, there're the rare minority on the other end of the spectrum:
"omg so cool."
"eh really, it's not bad actually, having such a major change."
let me remind you,
rare minority.ans: yes, i'm in chorale. i miss basketball. no further comments.
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visitied louis (lim bei-but-pronounced-BAY long!)' blog just now and saw the photos of 09A03A and i couldn't help feeling a slight wave of nostalgia.
the transfer was way too unexpected (for the others, for me most of us already anticipated it), we had no time to grasp the situation, say our goodbyes before the 7 of us (out of a mere 19) had to leave for our new classes, not knowing what to expect and when we'll be able to see one another again to clear things up and get a hold of what exactly was going on.
i won't blame the school admin, they don't suck. seriously. we've got loads to thank them for. they've toiled days on end to settle the timetables and class allocations and it's really no joke. i just don't understand why they can't let the non-Humanz people stay, i mean, they don't even take lit so what's the problem? as for guojun, she has about 80% chance of staying i reckon, and i'll be happy for her if she does (: and for my case, my very very very "unique" case, i'll just wait for Mr McConnell or Mr Booth to get back to me. meanwhile, fingers tightly crossed. (i might have to stick with tsd after all, if all else fails.)
i would really really love to stay in A03A. as much as i love the 3B people too.
just for the fun of it, i was counting the number of social circles i have just now (thanks to suet who inspired the idea). amusing, i must say.
i miss going to studio wu.
i miss working at the moomba.
i miss christmas.
i miss the holidays.
i miss the basketballers.
i miss basketball.
a very packed saturday coming up: chorale, street dance, visiting mr ang and VISA. = full day gone! :D
to
09A03A,
whatever happens and wherever i/we end up,
i love you.<3
20 February 2008
10:50 PM
headline for the day:
every time i have sinus i feel like blowing my nose away to mexico.i think i'm transferring back to A03B. right now i don't know which i prefer, i've managed to settle into A03A already actually, and i looooove our guitar/singing/emo-ing sessions (: the class transfer also means i'm dropping tsd for ki. which is )))))): but i do believe (and you will NOT dissuade me) it is a better choice. uh i don't bother listing the reasons i've gone through that too many times in my mind. painfully exhausting, trust me.
"you quit basketball for chorale???!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?"
haha.
urm.
i won't ever regret joining chorale, for sure, but that doesn't mean i won't regret quitting bball or at least, joining another sports cca (LIKE FLOORBALLLLLL). thing is, of course, i can't always have the best of both worlds. it's always give and take. ahwell.
orientation 2 tomorrow, i can't wait for another day of nonsense/oom ji ji/camwhoring/walking around the neighbourhood(?!!)/making a fool of ourselves/you name it we do it with TAUSARPAU :D gee, i miss orientation week. myyy, it was a full 6 weeks ago.
we've been doing frisbee for pe the last 2 morning blocks. I WANT FLOORBALL WHY DON'T WE GET TO PLAY FLOORBALL. and i feel SO TERRIBLY UNFIT AND OUT OF SHAPE from lack of training. craaaappp. save meee. i am so whineeeyyyyy today!! slap me!
yawn, goodnight.
17 February 2008
12:03 AM
just watched closer. the one starring natalie portman, jude law, julia roberts and clive something. (the not-so-good-looking one that's why i don't care. :P haha nah.)
okay forget it. i cant blog with my mum aofbha;faobaogbagwitbjwsgslggignbgloang-ing in the background.
chalet was really really really good. and though the actual number who stayed over was small, it was nevertheless great.
i will blog another day. bottomline chalet was
freaking awesome and i miss you all already.
now back to lit homework, mass convo, convos, phonecall?, birthday card, long night, sleep, run? church, lunch, ahma's, math, convos?, sleep,
...
08 February 2008
9:02 PM
"today has been okay"today has been, a good day, more or less. not to mention it's a good hair day too which made me kinda happy for some reason considering i didn't go out at all, haha.
and i've been pretty much mildly contented for the most part.
so, :)
slept past 4am yesterday or should i say today, stayed up talking online to og mates who slowly retreated to their bedrooms one by one until there was just yansheng left. whom i talked with until about 4 and both of us were gonna drop (probably) then went to bed. it felt really good, it's been the latest i've stayed up this year, and of course, i miss the late nights. another thing i miss real badly is late night phone convos, but that one can come later, no problem (: so yea. i've found another confidant, which i'm really glad for. it's great, having someone who genuinely cares and i trust means it when he says "i'll be there for you". and of course, it makes it all the better that he's a child of God and is like, a walking bible who spews out verses just right for the occasion, always. haha. thank you DAIKOR! *pokes cheeks xD*
i've made it a personal commitment to go running twice a week and i already began last week (ran like 2 days in row craziness. and then 2 days later we had our napfa trial :/). yesterday i ran 5k thereabout, woohoo (: will run again on sunday morning. the adrenaline rush is awesome.
it's been a very quiet and uneventful chinese new year, in contrast to all the visitations that are going on out there. i've spent and will be spending every day at home doing homework or slacking around, and it has deifinitely been to my utmost pleasure. today was mostly spent reading -
Off Centre by Haresh Sharma and
The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. lovely books. have i mentioned i love reading :D quite surprising that i'm so eager to stay at home when usually i'm the first to jump out of my seat at the mention of "going out". well, i suppose i've found things to do, or i've learnt to enjoy the peace in the afternoon rather than just the usual, night. or perhaps, simply put, i'm
changing.
mildly contented.just the phrase itself sounds nice already (:
sometimes i think there's just something wrong with me but i can never pinpoint what and no, it's not depression. haha. although sometimes honestly
honestly i do wonder whether i need to see a therapist. i know i've said that before, heh. it is mildly bemusing actually. sometimes.
i think i've said this to a lot of people but have never actually blogged it, so i shall just do so, for record's sake. jc life has been very, very, very awesome, truly. the friends being the number 1 factor, axiomatically. and i like the lecture-tutorial style of learning, perhaps because i'd much rather move around the campus than stay stuck in one classroom which makes me rather claustrophobic sometimes. i like the freedom too (like using handphones anytime anywhere hahaha but it also makes my phone bill rocket..), the lax school rules and all. hahaha. so, full-fledged mugging hasn't begun yet and the workload is still highly manageable and maybe that's why but, why should i look for reasons
not to be happy? (:
my og is like, (cliche as this sounds) a band of angels sent from heaven. i am certain i've never felt like i loved a circle of friends this much before. it's like, WHOA! dynamite man. haha. they're my motivation to go to school, and end sch. seeing them the first thing in the day and the last thing in the day keeps me going, really. and i can go out with them every day and never get sick of their company. talking about that, wednesday with you guys was LOVELY!! camwhoreeee hahaha. chalet will rock. because we will make it rock. <3!
managed to get 2 poems down this afternoon.
poet at workthe quivering hand of a poet clutching
his pen, fist to forehead with a furrowed frown as he
battles mind and heart to meet at one.
through his wistful eyes thus flows the images, therein they
disintegrate into a million fragments to
touch the heart and soul.
and mind begins its mechanics of
reading the feeling. calming the raging storm within,
wrapping the picture into a prize.
fall through - from eye, from heart, from mind - the arm,
into the hand, into the pen.
beauty
achieved.
a meeting by the canalwalk down the lonely path and you'll find
a child at the end, alone, broken, crouched
in a trembling, pathetic heap against the
railing of a canal, eyes transfixed on the water rushing below.
swirl, swirl.a disturbing reflection of your self, you think.
you pause, convincing yourself that you're
giving her the space she needs for a bit,
sanctifying that moment of solace while you
contemplate your next course of action.
how vulnerable a child,
to be or not to be touched?
you take a step toward her,
whispering a "hey" as audible as can be above
the crashing pool. "you okay?"
yet she makes not the slightest sound nor movement.
stubbornly boxed up, you hastily conclude.
because she reminds you too much of yourself.
you sit beside her, grasping her tiny hand
in yours, watching the endless flow of water
course its way beneath. slowly, her tensed body
loosens, yet her eyes never leave the scene.
sweet child o' mine.poor, poor dear child.
you hear a sniffle, then feel her head
lean against your shoulder. tears are dripping
onto her pretty dress as you smooth her hair
gently, gently.
and as you lay her in your lap to sleep,
you realise
she is you.
