Wednesday, September 19, 2007
My unfortunate day
1. Fell down really hard during PE (you will fall down hard if you are my size and gravity works), scraped knees, fingers and fingernails. Now my knees are 万紫千红, 紫from all the beautiful bruises and 红 from the lovely big patches if bloody flesh. I’ve decided that my 克星is Zhang Jie as she can make me get injured whenever I go near her, provided that it’s on the basketball court.
2. Nearly broke my ankle while chasing after Kaixin and Fangying, who rushed off to lunch. My ankle hurts now…
3. During lunch, Kaixin and I both decided that we want lemon chicken rice with long beans. Amazingly, Kaixin managed to buy both the last portion of the lemon chicken AND long beans! Grrr…
4. Flunked oral. Totally. It was absolutely horrendous!!!!! No more comments, my heart hurts.
Wrting this now with pain in my heart and on my physical bady, I hope tomorrow will be better...
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
The Knowledge Monster
One of the saddest things I've ever seen. There are no words to describe it, you can only get the feeling of it if you watch it yourself.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
RS
On the other hand, we have made quite good progree. Right now, Zhang Jie is ranting and raving next to me about how she will never ever ever ever touch RS again, and she is saying how she will leave all the editing to Tian Yuan, who is not here, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. She told me that I was sad as she saw me writing this. She loves the word sad ever since we started on Merchant of Venice. I think that Antonio must be posessing her.
As I write on, we are preparing for our presentation. Qianru is whining about how her whole day is ruined and Zhang Jie is tuanting me about how her has already finished her Bio journal. Qianru is saying how she has sacrificed her cards. Zhang Jie is calling me to go now. I better go before she murder the comm...
Friday, September 14, 2007
Loneliness





Say Hi to humanity’s worse fear, loneliness.
An introduction to loneliness:
Loneliness is an emotional state in which a person experiences a powerful feeling of emptiness and isolation. Loneliness is more than just the feeling of wanting company or wanting to do something with another person. Loneliness is a feeling of being cut off, disconnected and alienated from other people. The lonely person may find it difficult or even impossible to have any form of meaningful human contact. Lonely people often experience a subjective sense of inner emptiness or hollowness, with feelings of separation or isolation from the world.
Loneliness is not the same as being alone. Everyone has times when they are alone through circumstances or choice. Being alone can be experienced as positive, pleasurable, and emotionally refreshing if it is under the individual's control. Solitude is the state of being alone and secluded from other people, and often implies having made a conscious choice to be alone. Loneliness is therefore unwilling solitude.
In their growth as individuals, humans start a separation process at birth, which continues with growing independence towards adulthood. As such, feeling alone can be a healthy emotion and, indeed, choosing to be alone for a period of solitude can be enriching. To experience loneliness, however, can be to feel overwhelmed by an unbearable feeling of separateness at a profound level. This can manifest in feelings of abandonment, rejection, depression, insecurity, anxiety, hopelessness, unworthiness, meaninglessness, and resentment. If these feelings are prolonged they may become debilitating and prevent the affected individual from developing healthy relationships and lifestyles. If the individual is convinced he or she is unlovable, this will increase the experience of suffering and the likelihood of avoiding social contact. Low self esteem will often trigger the social disconnection which can lead to loneliness.
But why are we afraid of loneliness? Basically, it is the sense of being absolutely cut off from the world, that you have no more importance and you are absolutely alone. It is an extremely scary feeling. Personally, I am very scared of being alone. Must be something to do with the fact that I am seen as a ‘loner’ from young. During any activities, I try to stick with people, no matter they like me or not, it’s just the feeling that you do not ever want to be alone.
However, it should be remembered that feeling lonely is a common human emotion experienced by everyone at times (and therefore is not a defect). Intimate friendships take time to develop, and sometimes it is useful to help deal with the loneliness by sharing your experiences with someone else.
Ending this short post with a shorter message:
It does not matter if you are lonely, everyone will be lonely at times. Accept the fact that you are a unique individual that is important and people do want to interact with you!
Monday, September 10, 2007
ATC!
Ok, here's the outline of a three-day-two-night hell for innocent little critters who unfortunately joined the camp, missing out the big optional on the form.
DAY ONE~ WELCOME TO HELL
We arrived at Ubin by boat(what else?). Before departure, I murdered almost all the skin cells in Siyi's legs(deepest heartfelt apology?) with my obession of the planes that came on the basis of around 1 per 3 minutes. After arriving, we took a nice long little walk(note the sarcasm) to out beautiful little campsite. The scenery was utterly beautiful, just trees, trees, trees and you get the idea. Along the way, Siyi's bag strap broke and she had to carry it in front of her and I amused myself deeply by teasing her about all her boyfriends(about 50 I would think). Anyway, after a 25 min walk, we arrived at Camp Resislence(I think I spelt it wrongly, anyway).
At first, the camp seemed a good idea. We got friendly introductions and everything and camp familarisation began, which basically was trudging around the whole campsite, trying to find that elusive little blue cross. We then had lunch. Man, the food there. They gave each group 3 whole big boxes of foooood, which was basically, the cheapest maggi mee and canned food they can find around. At first, it seemed great, Cindy, Qianyu and I cooked 2 packets and we had a nice little lunch. After lunch, all hell started. We had to pitch our own tents, and surprise surprise, we did not know how. With the help of a few very nice Nanyang girls(three cheers and long live!), the tent went up. But what got me really quite mad was 2 St Margaret's girls who were pitching the tent with us. After the process started for 5 mins, they went off to rest and immediately after the tent was up, they went in for shade... nevermind, the world is not perfect.
Anyway, the girls were supposed to have 9 tents and the boys 11, but the boys, being the wonderous smart people they are, took 12 and did not notice until the tent pitching period was almost up. So all the girls had to work together to pitch that 1 last tent in 10 minutes, and cheers! We did it!
Group debrief was quite fun, our Dorovan sir was excellent at crapping, but the mass debreief was horrendousm where we were screamed at. We also learnt lots of cheers and songs for campfire, that was fun!
We all went to the tents to sleep and it was like an oven in there. SO HOT!!! At around 12, we finally were getting some quietness after the CIs finished their horrible singing(no tune and really loud), when Sherah was bitten. Shock, horror, surprise, we turned on the torches to find WAARGH ants!! They were all over the place and we had a great time carrying out the great ant annihilation campaign. After many campaigns, I tried to get sleep, but got bitten all over my right arm. A girl in our tent claimed that a bee went up her ear and she went off with a friend to see the CIs but they were already asleep, with pillows and blankets. Fortunately, the bee went out and the ants in our tent all suddenly migrated to Siyi's tent at around 3 in the morning and we got some sleep. Phew.
DAY TWO~HELL EXPEDITION
The second day began with Physical training, where I scrapped my knees doing the push ups and riuned my shirt doing crunches. Next, we had breakfast, biscuits for me, and we went off to do activities. Just a note, the water at Palau Ubin is HORRIBLE. Sir, being ever so kind, told us it is like swimming pool water, with too much chlorine. Eww eww eww.
The first activity was ropes and stuff. We fired a MASSIVE human-controlled cannon which fires tennis balls, climbed a rock wall that is no less harder than the one in our school and did low rope elements, WHICH WAS FUN!! Low ropes was so fun. I love the part where you have to cross this rope-suspended plank brigde that is so shaky, and slide down on a swing. WHEE. Less enjoyable, bu still fun was the other one where I had to squeeze through a narrow rope tunnel. My slacks almost migrated... Embarassment.
The second activity was Ubin familarisation. We spent a nice long three hours walking around Ubin. Grr, I, and the whole group swear that it is the work of th evil forces that every single house we passed by had a big sign COLD DRINKS SOLD HERE. Anyway, we saw a wild boar, a wild rooster and a wild hornbill. We started referring to bikes and cars as evil forces and four wheels respectively. The scenery at Ubin was really nice, especially at the wetlands. Ahh, I could stay there all day.
Third activity! KAYAKING!!! I loved kayaking!!!! It was soooooo fun and so really cool. I seem (using the words of Siyi) to have a natural talent for it. On land, I could not even control the oars, but once in water, WOOHOO! Too bad it was short and we had to carry the kayaks up the slope and help to wash them.Anyway, one of the mams found 2 boys slacking away and gave them a ten minute lecture on hoe they should be helping the others instead. Ahh, bless, and hope they are NOT SO LAZY AGAIN.
At night, we had the campfire, and our campfire performance was well, disastrous. We did not rehearse at all, but well, it is over now. Lame joke from Cindy and Qianyu, they are acting as fisherwomen for our skit.
Qianyu: If I am a fisherwoman that what is Cindy?
Cindy: Fisherwoman’s friend!
Lame, but entertaining when you are really really bored, well.
That night, we slept in the canteen, away from ants. However, the canteen was full of dead wasps and beetles, and Siyi was killing the ants in her bag right smack in the middle of the canteen. But the canteen was cool and antless, and to my great surprise, I fell asleep the moment the light went out and woke up at exactly 5.15 am, the time agreed by Du, Sherah and me, without the alarm clock.
DAY THREE~ESCAPE FROM HELL
Last day! I had been singing “I’m not coming here anymore” since the previous day, and this is a great relieve. We are going to leave!!
We had recreational training and it was quite fun, despite the fact that our group did not cheer much. Next, we unpitched the tents!! It was fun at first, tearing down the tents, but not so fun when we had to clean them. Our little group came up with a wondrous method that was really good and before we knew it, the camp was over!
All of us cheered as we passed through the gates out of hell, and we spent close to an hour walking back to the jetty, cheering and singing and the way. Siyi and I were really high and singing really loudly.
It was a relief when we got back to Singapore, as I said, I had never missed mainland Singapore so much. Mr Ganesh was so nice and gave us Pringles, which were devoured really quickly. We mobbed the store at the departure point and bought cold drinks, conquering the evil forces! We took photos with the St Margaret’s girls and we went back to school, and Siyi and I complained to each other how horrible the camp was all the way back home.
Phew.
Anyway, here's my group cheer:
123,321!
Brainstormers, brainstormers number 1!
456,654!
Brainstormers never lose before!
Short, sweet and it did the trick. My group name was Brainstormers, but I kept thinking Brainblockers would be better, we all had brainblock whenever we brainstorm.
Now I am utterly sunburnt. I look like an Indonesian flag, red and white. My nose and forehead peeled but, thank goodness, I'm not as burnt as some others.
So glad to be back.
Back!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
More random tests!
| You Are Not Stupid |
![]() You got 10/10 questions right! While acing this quiz doesn't prove you're a genius, you're at least pretty darn smart. |
On the first try, without knowing ANYTHING about America! I'm amazed!^^
| You Are From Pluto |
![]() You are a dark, mysterious soul, full of magic and the secrets of the universe. You can get the scoop on anything, but you keep your own secrets locked in your heart. You love change and you use it to your advantage, whether by choice or chance. You don't like to compromise, to the point of being self-destructive with your stubborness. Live life with love, and your deep powers will open the world to you. |
Isn't this sad? I'm from the planet that's not a planet anymore...
| Your Career Type: Investigative |
![]() You are precise, scientific, and intellectual. Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems. You would make an excellent: Architect - Biologist - Chemist Dentist - Electrical Technician - Mathematician Medical Technician - Meteorologist - Pharmacist Physician - Surveyor - Veterinarian The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent. |
Haha, just when I had that daydream that I want to work at NASA when I grow up^^
| Dark Purple |
![]() To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody. In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think. And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends. You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that. |
Cool, I really like dark purple.
| You're Totally Sarcastic |
![]() You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad. |
Haha, Tickle says my sense of humour is sarcasm. Accurate.
Arrgh, no more good tests? Well, this post must end.
ATC tomorrow!!!
Here's something I found on Siyi's blog, and I loved it so much I decided to put it on mine too^^
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Ratatouille
My family and I went to watch Ratatouille yesterday, and it was about one of the very very best movies that I’ve watched. It’s really touching and has lots and lots of deep, deep meaning. I didn’t believe it, but I almost cried at some scenes, the movie’s that cool.
Now I am deeply inspired by Rémy. He’s just a rat, but he’s a rat with a big big dream and he will do anything to fulfill that dream, which includes running about from his dad and everything. It is definitely a movie not to be missed. Anyway, here’s my favourite quote from the whole movie. Warning, it’s long and it contains spoilers…
In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgement. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talents — new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new, an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto: Anyone can cook. But I realize only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's, who is, in this critic's opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more.
As said by Ego after tasting Rémy’s cooking. The scene in which he tries Rémy’s cooking is one of the best scenes that I have ever seen in any movie. Here's a very nice wallpaper of the movie:

I'm ending it here, I do wish everyone can go watch Ratatouille!




