tan minyi
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23rd April 1993
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Received a call today that said I was in the top 20 of the New Face thing.
WHEW.
Been worrying my ass off ever since the not-quite-stellar photo shoot (more later) that would decide who would be the 4 to axe out.
Anyway, some photos from a site that recently uploaded. So fun.
Taking photos with shiny Subaru cars that had roofs 4 girls could squeeze into.
Very fun to wait and be arranged like food items in NTUC.
Haha. This is hilarious.
I remember thinking to myself "whatthehellwhatthehellwhatthehell" every single time I stood there because it felt as if I were doing a ridiculous superwoman pose that did suggested everything but that I were female. (Meaning : a very masculine pose)
So thank god it doesn't seem like I'm trying to be a man and do the right thing.
but it does look like i'm going to dance or something.
AHAH. The first photoshoot.
Cried the night before for no reason but because of the stress of HCJC DSA Applications, ACS IB Applications & eating Chilli-Padi Rojak.
Slept from 2am - 6am from Monday to Friday, leading up to Saturday, the day of the shoot. (With the exception of Tuesday, slept at 1am.)
Hence, the massive eyebag problem, the inability to smile without freezing up, and overall, a bad bad bad starting ground to take up-close shots.
Do i look tired? Do i look exhausted?
Is blueberry pie tart the best thing in the world?
Oh, before the 2pm shoot we had 3hours of History at the AVT too. (not that that was tiring. fun to hear about stalin, khrushchev, brezhnev (?), andropov, cherno...(?), gorbachev....etc.)
WHEW.
Been worrying my ass off ever since the not-quite-stellar photo shoot (more later) that would decide who would be the 4 to axe out.
Anyway, some photos from a site that recently uploaded. So fun.
Taking photos with shiny Subaru cars that had roofs 4 girls could squeeze into.
Very fun to wait and be arranged like food items in NTUC.
Haha. This is hilarious.
I remember thinking to myself "whatthehellwhatthehellwhatthehell" every single time I stood there because it felt as if I were doing a ridiculous superwoman pose that did suggested everything but that I were female. (Meaning : a very masculine pose)
So thank god it doesn't seem like I'm trying to be a man and do the right thing.
but it does look like i'm going to dance or something.
AHAH. The first photoshoot.
Cried the night before for no reason but because of the stress of HCJC DSA Applications, ACS IB Applications & eating Chilli-Padi Rojak.
Slept from 2am - 6am from Monday to Friday, leading up to Saturday, the day of the shoot. (With the exception of Tuesday, slept at 1am.)
Hence, the massive eyebag problem, the inability to smile without freezing up, and overall, a bad bad bad starting ground to take up-close shots.
Do i look tired? Do i look exhausted?
Is blueberry pie tart the best thing in the world?
Oh, before the 2pm shoot we had 3hours of History at the AVT too. (not that that was tiring. fun to hear about stalin, khrushchev, brezhnev (?), andropov, cherno...(?), gorbachev....etc.)
Hairdresser :D
the make-up artist, not anywhere in the pictures, was doing something to my cheeks before he suddenly stopped and exclaimed : You very funny leh! Just now when I help you (??? can't remember. spray the spritzer thing i think) *do something* then you make this Mmmmmmnnn... noise, & now you're doing it again!
OMFG.
Haha, but it was a good laugh. We both kept giggling (which was great when he was doing stuff to my cheekbones) and waiting with bated breaths for the tiny noises of happiness.
Sigh. People who sit next to me during chow time / when i'm hugging my blankie or stuff in general / when i'm breathing.... would know what the MMmmmmmnnnn... noise is.
the make-up artist, not anywhere in the pictures, was doing something to my cheeks before he suddenly stopped and exclaimed : You very funny leh! Just now when I help you (??? can't remember. spray the spritzer thing i think) *do something* then you make this Mmmmmmnnn... noise, & now you're doing it again!
OMFG.
Haha, but it was a good laugh. We both kept giggling (which was great when he was doing stuff to my cheekbones) and waiting with bated breaths for the tiny noises of happiness.
Sigh. People who sit next to me during chow time / when i'm hugging my blankie or stuff in general / when i'm breathing.... would know what the MMmmmmmnnnn... noise is.
But why can't I hear it?!?!
Pffft.
Oh right. Before I forget, the facial expression in that photo was supposed to be a hostile, aggressive bunny, but it turned out to be more of a constipated, evil, can't-decide-to-snarl-or-smile psycho.
Pffft.
Oh right. Before I forget, the facial expression in that photo was supposed to be a hostile, aggressive bunny, but it turned out to be more of a constipated, evil, can't-decide-to-snarl-or-smile psycho.
NO MORE LATE NIGHTS. NO MORE CHILLI PADIS. NO MORE TEARS.
Johnson's Baby.
Weeeee.
♥ 1:56 AM
Monday, July 6, 2009
oh dear. how did the pictures get so big??
there're some controversial pictures in here, so decided agains posting the link here.
cannot influence xiao hai zi de si xiang.
omg, chinese! so cool.
anyway, here is me, harris, alvin, khairi, denise, danny, jacq c, jacq k at serangoon gardens' bench where we camwhored incessantly and unnecessarily.
haha, kidding. it was completely necessary.
denise is leaving on a jet plane in a few days for a few short months of uni life in australia!
so we had a feast at chomp chomp & frolick for fun.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=89274&id=772312833&l=3ee2ccaa4e
celebrating fangxian's sixteen bday at citylink mall's New York New York!
we ate 'sexy sizzling specials' under the recommendation of the really nice & clever waiter, played pool, did the a math paper after having free cotton candy & dissolving it!
chem, much?
there're some controversial pictures in here, so decided agains posting the link here.
cannot influence xiao hai zi de si xiang.
omg, chinese! so cool.
anyway, here is me, harris, alvin, khairi, denise, danny, jacq c, jacq k at serangoon gardens' bench where we camwhored incessantly and unnecessarily.
haha, kidding. it was completely necessary.
denise is leaving on a jet plane in a few days for a few short months of uni life in australia!
so we had a feast at chomp chomp & frolick for fun.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=89274&id=772312833&l=3ee2ccaa4e
celebrating fangxian's sixteen bday at citylink mall's New York New York!
we ate 'sexy sizzling specials' under the recommendation of the really nice & clever waiter, played pool, did the a math paper after having free cotton candy & dissolving it!
chem, much?
♥ 12:05 AM
Friday, July 3, 2009
Am killing myself over my last-minute descion to DSA to HCJC (HUO GAI.)
Been sleeping for 4 hours every night (w the exception of tuesday night i think, slept at 1am) since Monday, just doing tiny chunks of the Application after all the homework-slacking-eating-bathing has been dealt with.
But this has proven to me that studies + future is more currently more important than a upclose face shoot that will be coming this saturday, whose pictures will be disseminated islandwide! (so that's great)
Not sleeping enough = eyebags looking a slight shade of purple = horrid temperament = lack of concentration during class ( D: ) = tiny pimple-thingys due to lack of suffient rest!
My eyes are going to roll back into their sockets. Don't even know what I'm typing.
Anyway, Mr Singh was damn nice - he & Mdm Suzy totally helped me get my CCA Record printed at like, 5 minutes notice.
Mr Poh is also, as usual, insanely awesome. He's not my official CCA teacher, nor form teacher, and he's willing to spend so much time to write up a testimonial even though he's definitely busy right now, with all the new NE events of which he is in-charge of.
Sob. So nice.
No brain juice left for blogging. time to do physics!
(just kidding, i'm really going to do history)
Been sleeping for 4 hours every night (w the exception of tuesday night i think, slept at 1am) since Monday, just doing tiny chunks of the Application after all the homework-slacking-eating-bathing has been dealt with.
But this has proven to me that studies + future is more currently more important than a upclose face shoot that will be coming this saturday, whose pictures will be disseminated islandwide! (so that's great)
Not sleeping enough = eyebags looking a slight shade of purple = horrid temperament = lack of concentration during class ( D: ) = tiny pimple-thingys due to lack of suffient rest!
My eyes are going to roll back into their sockets. Don't even know what I'm typing.
Anyway, Mr Singh was damn nice - he & Mdm Suzy totally helped me get my CCA Record printed at like, 5 minutes notice.
Mr Poh is also, as usual, insanely awesome. He's not my official CCA teacher, nor form teacher, and he's willing to spend so much time to write up a testimonial even though he's definitely busy right now, with all the new NE events of which he is in-charge of.
Sob. So nice.
No brain juice left for blogging. time to do physics!
(just kidding, i'm really going to do history)
♥ 12:19 AM
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRIS
♥ 12:33 AM
Saturday, June 27, 2009
omg, haven't been posting in such a long time. (the 25 june one doesn't count, no sincerity.)
(not that this post is going to be lengthy. haha.)
just a really really quick update on The New Paper New Face 2009 contest.
summarized story :
I went to Suntec City on the 6th June to be talent-scouted by last year's finalists, to try my luck. And also because I told myself I would go get Andersen's Ice Cream if anything good happened after that.
So immediately, I was the first one they "spotted", because I saw last year's finalists taking photos, and thinking that the scouting was all over, went up to the Editor in Charge, & asked if they were from New Face.
After being very excited at having someone just plop into their laps, I was in. Quite cool. Went for tuition immediately.
That talent-scouting thing was Round 1a, where 11 girls could go to Round 2. On 13th June, Round 1b, 300 girls went to Suntec (LOVE THAT PLACE), catwalked & stuff, and about 100++ went in to round 2.
Fast-forward 2 weeks later, aka TODAY, aka Round 2.
Went to Subaru Hub at 8am. Regretted eating Banana Walnut Bread for breakfast because they had a buffet!! Registered under the special line (no queue :D) of 15 - 17 year olds. Sat down, did a History Essay on War in Asia-Pacific during the long wait.
For the first kick-out of ppl, we were made to walk into this audition room in groups of 8 girls. We'd stand on crosses a few metres away from the 4 - 5 male judges (cant remember), then walk up to stand on a boxed-off area. All without saying a single word.
It was like this, where 130+ girls from 15 - 23 years old were glanced over.
Then we went back into the large holding room to look at each other / eat / gossip & make new friends.
[Digress abit : everyone was wearing makeup! they all had wonderful heels, pretty accessories, and very skimpy stuff. Tubes? Tank tops? Hot shorts? Check x 3. Felt a teensy bit underdressed & undermake-upped.
No foundation. No eyeliner. No eyeshadow. No blusher. No hair-combing since the day before. No eyebrow whatevers. Only my silkygirl lipstick that i love. Held a huge massive plastic bag (gosh.) from Crumpler because I would be gg to try to change it later for a backpack.
So amongst the heavily eyelined girls, heavily powdered, and heavily mascara-ed girls I waited.]
Then from 130+ girls, they called out the numbers of 60 ppl who would then have to do a little catwalk, in that same audition room, in the new groups of 8.
It was fun. At the end of the line we had to pose, & I vaguely remember doing a ridiculous Superwoman-ish kind of pose. Not one hand sticking out in the air, more like, both hands on hips.
Dumb shitz!
Okay okay. So after, that we all go back and wait again.
Then after a long while, a lady comes out and announces the numbers of 24 people out of the remaining 60. It probably doesn't seem like a difficult thing, but right there & then, it was infinitely nerve-wracking. Making matters worse, I was 0126, & she'd be announcing the numbers in order! So can't tell if I got in until all had been announced.
When she called for 128, my stomach dropped.
Then she suddenly called out number 86 (or smth), then abit more, and then ONE TWENTY-SIX.
I gasped damn loudly.
Struggled to quickly wear my shoes. (Charles & Keith white platforms that i got 3 yrs back for CNY)
Hopped to the line in front of all the other rejected girls.
Silently screamed as the last few ppl queued behind.
Okay, so now i'm in the top 24, they're going to cut it down to the top 20 finalists after a photo shoot next weekend.
We went to the subaru showroom, took a few photos that required alot of time to coordinate, posed on the car roofs, etc. (I was at the sunroof thing, at the front)
Then we all went up to the test-drive area, to take more photos! Damn fun.
I totally do not mind posing and posing and holding the poses, and smiling and smiling non-stop.
Sigh. Cannot eat chocolate, chilli everyday. Cannot sleep late everyday. Cannot don't-comb hair.
(OMG, MY DAD IS OPENING CHOCOLATE NEXT TO ME. okay okay, the abstaining starts tomorrow!)
Anyway. Here's what I WILL COMPLETE BY FRIDAY 3 JULY. (FX BDAY 4 JULY, YAY!)
1. HCJC DSA Application.
2. ACS (IB) DSA Application.
3. Write & memorize a speech on Friendship by TONIGHT for a PESA YMCA Competition.
4. Complete all drips & drabs of homework. please please please.
5. Pack room.
Eh. Not alot leh.
PHOTOS : http://www.asiaone.com/static/multimedia/gallery/090608_tnpnf2/
ARTICLE : http://www.tnppostwoman.com/newface09/?page_id=23 and in greater detail, http://www.tnppostwoman.com/newface09/?p=14
VIDEO : http://www.razor.tv/site/servlet/segment/main/lifestyle/31926.html (i'm at 1:38min onward.)
(This is only for events before today, today meaning the Round 2, meaning the 130 selected girls to 24 girls thing.)
♥ 10:29 PM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
naughty kitty.
Sports Carnival : http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=82106&id=772312833&l=b83a2936aa
Newspaper Collection : http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=86937&id=772312833&l=e8b97aba57 (same link as below)
Class Tee Collection : http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=86937&id=772312833&l=e8b97aba57 (Study session at Cafe Cartel before that!)
Dinner Party @ Ngo's House : http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=86931&id=772312833&l=4b91540078 (7- / 8- course dinner that was mind-blowing & gut-bursting. Worth every expanded centimetre in the intestines)
♥ 1:28 AM
Saturday, June 6, 2009
long time never write, want to write abit more.
teehee.
long time never post photo, also want to post a big one.
double teehee.
this is a tiny part of our class (there're more photos with at least 39 / 44 of us inside the album below) last Friday, exactly a week ago, on our Sports Carnival.
We got 2nd for the girls 4 x 100m (Adeline Liew, Me, Tian Hui, Naomi) despite having ppl in volleyball, drama, ohdeari'mreallynotsure, & basketball instead of track, & we lost to a team with 2 trackies, so that was really good :D:D:D
Then we kind of got 2nd for football against 5/2, which was an under-violent game (expected more bloodshed, BUT DIDN"T GET ANY. Sad story.), but a sexy one nonetheless :)
Cheryl & I were the girls playing with Abraham, Shafeeq, Zaff, Imran, Matiin, Jerald, and....no more.
Cheryl got injured! Jealous :E
Matiin told us he "wanted to see some girl-on-girl action" and i thought that was very funny.
Cheryl got injured! Jealous :E
Matiin told us he "wanted to see some girl-on-girl action" and i thought that was very funny.
Then again, so are black sexy sun bears & white naked mole rats.
Love our class <3
(in case you don't know the inside joke about sun bears & mole rats, this is not a malicious "love" i feel toward them like how some ppl blog about "oh, i love that stupid bitch, she just knows the best way to make ppl hate her". this is a genuine love that stems from an appreciation of ppl who are really unique. without them, the world wouldn't be so diverse.)
Love our class <3
(in case you don't know the inside joke about sun bears & mole rats, this is not a malicious "love" i feel toward them like how some ppl blog about "oh, i love that stupid bitch, she just knows the best way to make ppl hate her". this is a genuine love that stems from an appreciation of ppl who are really unique. without them, the world wouldn't be so diverse.)
for the 111 photos of that hot, sweaty day.
got two bee stings, the first two in my 16+ years within 10 days of each other.
1 : squashed an innocent bee with my calve as i drifted into a deep nap on the floor. woke up, blearily questioning existence of said bee, pulled sting out without thinking, slept again. the pain wasn't significant, probably because of the numbing sleep. then when i really woke, i saw a dead bee, and a prick in my leg. & the sting really wasn't stuck inside!
so proud of my anyhow-whack sting-extracting skills :D
2 : sat cross-legged on the floor. foot squashed an innocent bee, which imagined that i wanted to (a) eat it (b) kill it (c) make an artpiece out of it, and stung me.
2 : sat cross-legged on the floor. foot squashed an innocent bee, which imagined that i wanted to (a) eat it (b) kill it (c) make an artpiece out of it, and stung me.
this one hurt alot. felt like a poisonous pen stabbing into my nerves. sad to say, the pain was so great and unbearable (not meaning that it was so massive that grown men would cry, but it was so massive that i could not take it with a sadistic smile.) that my subconscious took over, registered the bee sticking out like a normal to a tangent, then bade my hand to pull it out.
the sting was embedded inside. then i pulled it out (it stuck to my finger, and i took a very very clear photo of the sting + the intestines of the bee) with its intestines still stuck on.
being funny & pain-seeking, i squeezed the tiny hole to try ellicit more blood. damn pain :S (:S means dunno whether to be happy or sad)
then i squeezed it again!
but the pain didn't become more bearable, it just made me think of POISONPOISONPOISON, because that was what it felt like : poisonous thingies injecting themselves into my foot.
but the pain didn't become more bearable, it just made me think of POISONPOISONPOISON, because that was what it felt like : poisonous thingies injecting themselves into my foot.
over the next few days, my foot would incapcitate me, swell like a pig's trotters, and itch like cra-azy.
it's much better today :D
♥ 12:39 AM
IF ONE GOES TO ACS(IB), ONE WOULD HAVE TO TAKE THEIR MOTHER TONGUE.
THAT MEANS CHINESE.
OMG, WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING SEVEN YEARS HIGHER CHINESE FOR?!!?
Just today, the sparkly appeal of HCJC diminshed greatly for me as I thought more about ACS(IB).
(Actually that is a very misleading sentence because it makes it seem like HCJC makes ppl have Chinese, whereas it's actually ACS IB which forces students to learn two languages, and for SG Chinese kiddies like us, THAT MEANS CHINESE.
)
(but the other day Zheng Lao Shi (looks weird) was telling us Why we Must learn Chinese, & it really made sense. if you don't know your mother tongue, then what the hell are you? sigh. such contradictory paragraphs. still hate learning chinese.)
Screwing with your mind! Bwahahaha!
(BTW, the Bwahahaha laugh thing is something I have learnt from that Rabid Rabbids Wii game that Kiu Yan inspired me to buy.)
Anyway, back to Why ACS IB?
If going to the triple science class in Anderson didn't seem fun for me, why would going to HCJC (a instituition we take as a "top" school too) be fun?
Granted, college students play mega-hard, and do not over-mug (maybe because they're naturally intelligent?); but wouldn't the best fight to be the best of the best?
My concerns about HCJC are not really about the stress there promulgated from not being as prodigious as them, or not being able to top the class in everything, it's more about whether the school will be socio-culturally unsuitable & not as vibrant as (eg) VJC.
I have a feeling ACS IB will have yummy food, fun kids, interesting activities (even tho it doesn't have what HCJC has, like Gymnastics, Trampoline, etc.) and a whole new world to explore.
Suddenly don't want to type about this anymore.
Let's talk about black sun bears!
Maybe not.
Took a photo of him today. Sitting on the floor with his two other friends. Am extremely excited by his glossy countenance. Will treasure this precious photo.
Oddities & Extremities are amusingly fascinating, why be normal when you can be extraordinary?
Black. Hot. Sexy. Sun Bear.
Woohoo!
THAT MEANS CHINESE.
OMG, WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING SEVEN YEARS HIGHER CHINESE FOR?!!?
Just today, the sparkly appeal of HCJC diminshed greatly for me as I thought more about ACS(IB).
(Actually that is a very misleading sentence because it makes it seem like HCJC makes ppl have Chinese, whereas it's actually ACS IB which forces students to learn two languages, and for SG Chinese kiddies like us, THAT MEANS CHINESE.
)
This is devastating news. I dislike learning Chinese. [Not because I suck at it okay, i got my A1 for Chinese last year already.]
It's just a language I don't speak, I don't use, I don't hear (except from my grandparents who we've lived with since forever, from TVs, and peppered in conversations), and I don't like.
Damnit. Was really looking forward to being Chinese-Free.(but the other day Zheng Lao Shi (looks weird) was telling us Why we Must learn Chinese, & it really made sense. if you don't know your mother tongue, then what the hell are you? sigh. such contradictory paragraphs. still hate learning chinese.)
Screwing with your mind! Bwahahaha!
(BTW, the Bwahahaha laugh thing is something I have learnt from that Rabid Rabbids Wii game that Kiu Yan inspired me to buy.)
Anyway, back to Why ACS IB?
If going to the triple science class in Anderson didn't seem fun for me, why would going to HCJC (a instituition we take as a "top" school too) be fun?
Granted, college students play mega-hard, and do not over-mug (maybe because they're naturally intelligent?); but wouldn't the best fight to be the best of the best?
My concerns about HCJC are not really about the stress there promulgated from not being as prodigious as them, or not being able to top the class in everything, it's more about whether the school will be socio-culturally unsuitable & not as vibrant as (eg) VJC.
I have a feeling ACS IB will have yummy food, fun kids, interesting activities (even tho it doesn't have what HCJC has, like Gymnastics, Trampoline, etc.) and a whole new world to explore.
Suddenly don't want to type about this anymore.
Let's talk about black sun bears!
Maybe not.
Took a photo of him today. Sitting on the floor with his two other friends. Am extremely excited by his glossy countenance. Will treasure this precious photo.
Oddities & Extremities are amusingly fascinating, why be normal when you can be extraordinary?
Black. Hot. Sexy. Sun Bear.
Woohoo!
♥ 12:19 AM
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
it's not how rich he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how tall he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how handsome, charming, charismatic he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how stable and welcoming his family is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how intelligent he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how he knows the sweet words to coo, but how much he loves you.
it's not how much he loves you but how much you love him.
just thinking random things while showering.
random things which also include how heavenly the blueberry pie tart is from stall 3, and how generous & nice Mr Poh is for buying luscious brownies + superyummy crumbly-crusted apple pie + pizza.
5 of us from Anderson are writing / have finished writing a max. 5,000 word essay to be sent by snail mail to the National Arts Council. It'd be really cool when one of us wins it - top prize $4k + $6k in "holiday" money!
Speaking of prize money to be earned, there's this New Paper thing with a top prize of $10k.
Think of all the shiny Aldo heels one can buy with that kind of money. (Not that anyone would buy multiple pairs, for what? One pair of feet, one night of prom..etc.)
Think of all the bluberry pie tarts.
Lifetime supply.
Swoon.
it's not how tall he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how handsome, charming, charismatic he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how stable and welcoming his family is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how intelligent he is, but how much he loves you.
it's not how he knows the sweet words to coo, but how much he loves you.
it's not how much he loves you but how much you love him.
just thinking random things while showering.
random things which also include how heavenly the blueberry pie tart is from stall 3, and how generous & nice Mr Poh is for buying luscious brownies + superyummy crumbly-crusted apple pie + pizza.
5 of us from Anderson are writing / have finished writing a max. 5,000 word essay to be sent by snail mail to the National Arts Council. It'd be really cool when one of us wins it - top prize $4k + $6k in "holiday" money!
Speaking of prize money to be earned, there's this New Paper thing with a top prize of $10k.
Think of all the shiny Aldo heels one can buy with that kind of money. (Not that anyone would buy multiple pairs, for what? One pair of feet, one night of prom..etc.)
Think of all the bluberry pie tarts.
Lifetime supply.
Swoon.
♥ 10:49 PM
Monday, May 18, 2009
I dream to be a lawyer when I grow up.
I dream to be a writer.
I dream to fly and be an SIA Girl.
I dream to be a tai tai in charge of a major corporation.
I dream to join the Foreign Ministry or some other governement department and be a spy for our country. (won't kill people unless necessary, but the prospect of violent combat, getting beaten up & beating people up sounds lovely)
I dream to be a DJ, an emcee, a host.
I dream to be able to make policies to help people to stop wasting their lives away.
These are the reasons why I will study!
(& also to be able to attend lots of workshops + courses (poledancing (haha! hate that they wear so little for training, but love that we are suspended upside down<3),>
Why do we study?
Why do we not study?
Rich kids sometimes don't study because they (compared to normal kids) hardly feel the urgency to get out of the middle-class rut and to improve their families' lives with their education. Their futures may be assured, especially if they are the spawns of successful parents.
They hardly ever need to fight for something in their lives because with money, it can buy many things including friendship.
In short, they don't study because they feel they don't have to. If people study to make it big & rich, then why study if you're already rich?
But, wouldn't it be wonderful if one were rich AND smart?
Okay lah, the only people who don't have to study are the people who are born with extraordinary assests that normal folks lack but demand.
Sport talents do not need Yale degrees. Supermodels can do without University. Escorts to the high-flying elite do not require Harvard educations. (couldn't think of much more professions)
Even so, wouldn't it be perfect if they were all that, AND brilliant?
Studying is a means to get the best out of life.
Should make it fun since we have to do it.
Each-a-Cup is damn shiok. Dessertbar at Iluma Mall in Bugis is horrible. (Wait super long. The people there cheat by having 70% whipped cream 20% ice-cream 10% chocolate bits for a "Chocolate Overload" sundae. They also give strawberry milkshakes consisting of 50% ice.)
Marvelous Cream Parfait at Citylink Mall is AMAZING. Will post the pictures of the luscious picture of heaven. (Go before 5pm to get a student discount!!)
Old Chang Kee is yummy. Chilli, as always, saves the day.
I dream to be a writer.
I dream to fly and be an SIA Girl.
I dream to be a tai tai in charge of a major corporation.
I dream to join the Foreign Ministry or some other governement department and be a spy for our country. (won't kill people unless necessary, but the prospect of violent combat, getting beaten up & beating people up sounds lovely)
I dream to be a DJ, an emcee, a host.
I dream to be able to make policies to help people to stop wasting their lives away.
These are the reasons why I will study!
(& also to be able to attend lots of workshops + courses (poledancing (haha! hate that they wear so little for training, but love that we are suspended upside down<3),>
Why do we study?
Why do we not study?
Rich kids sometimes don't study because they (compared to normal kids) hardly feel the urgency to get out of the middle-class rut and to improve their families' lives with their education. Their futures may be assured, especially if they are the spawns of successful parents.
They hardly ever need to fight for something in their lives because with money, it can buy many things including friendship.
In short, they don't study because they feel they don't have to. If people study to make it big & rich, then why study if you're already rich?
But, wouldn't it be wonderful if one were rich AND smart?
Okay lah, the only people who don't have to study are the people who are born with extraordinary assests that normal folks lack but demand.
Sport talents do not need Yale degrees. Supermodels can do without University. Escorts to the high-flying elite do not require Harvard educations. (couldn't think of much more professions)
Even so, wouldn't it be perfect if they were all that, AND brilliant?
Studying is a means to get the best out of life.
Should make it fun since we have to do it.
Each-a-Cup is damn shiok. Dessertbar at Iluma Mall in Bugis is horrible. (Wait super long. The people there cheat by having 70% whipped cream 20% ice-cream 10% chocolate bits for a "Chocolate Overload" sundae. They also give strawberry milkshakes consisting of 50% ice.)
Marvelous Cream Parfait at Citylink Mall is AMAZING. Will post the pictures of the luscious picture of heaven. (Go before 5pm to get a student discount!!)
Old Chang Kee is yummy. Chilli, as always, saves the day.
♥ 8:13 PM
Saturday, April 18, 2009
http://www.theintegratedschoolhouse.com.sg
FINALLY. Took a long time to get it done, but the grammar, punctuation, font size is finally corrected!
I'm sitting at the reception area right now, and there are kids (okay, not really kids. primary 6 boys) coming down the stairs :D
Went to take a photo of them jumping down the steps, & one of the boys actually went back up the stairs because he was camera-shy.
Funny.
Will type more when i've uploaded the accompanying pictures.
FINALLY. Took a long time to get it done, but the grammar, punctuation, font size is finally corrected!
I'm sitting at the reception area right now, and there are kids (okay, not really kids. primary 6 boys) coming down the stairs :D
Went to take a photo of them jumping down the steps, & one of the boys actually went back up the stairs because he was camera-shy.
Funny.
Will type more when i've uploaded the accompanying pictures.
♥ 12:07 PM
Thursday, April 2, 2009
http://www.theintegratedschoolhouse.com.sg
The official website for The Integrated Schoolhouse.
P.S. If you're sec 4 and would want to be especially good in your Physics, please let me tell you the details for the Phy. tuition here, because the teacher is super smart (having spent years majoring in Physics), and the best thing is, he's not even that old!
♥ 7:49 PM
Monday, March 30, 2009
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
FUN DOESN'T COME CHEAP.
& TIME IS THE MOST EXPENSIVE CURRENCY.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
must study must study must study must go library<3
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=69889&id=772312833&l=9ab98aaede
60 photos from 25 March 2009 (Wed) + Drama Rehearsals in the Hall!
Went for the 50th National Inter-school X-Country at Bedok Reservoir where the girls ran 4.1km, and the guys ran 4.8km.
Since it's really late, i won't indulge in elaborating too much on the physical torment.
I'm not in track. I'm not in cross-country. I'm not in a sports-related cca. My cca stands in a circle and makes noises for warm-ups, not run horizontal rounds in school.
So running 4.1km, with girls who've been conditioned to do so since primary school was painful :D
Miss Thor thinks I did an 18min / 19min kind of timing, which i'm quite happy with.
Oh right, the PAINFUL TORMENT.
It was damn freaking hot even though it was "only" 9am.
We were running a long journey on gravel that crunched with every step, reminding you of how many strides left there were. Where people from schools like Bukit Panjang, MGS, CHIJ, etc. were running in front of you and stopping to clutch their sides. Where the marshals who looked upon us looked like they were gloating about how they were "panting in the heat" with "grim looks of determined intent" on their faces.
The heat was the worst part of the race.
It was draining, sapping and horrible.
There wasn't any part of my 169.2cm (yes H, i want to rub it in) body that didn't want to stop running except my conscience.
It prevailed.
The last 300m out of the park (no shade there, btw, the trees' shadow fell short of our pumping legs) was the longest ever.
When we reached the bridge, it was packed and lined with supporters from JCs and secondary schools (especially Victoria School and SJI). They cheered us on, because really, it's quite a sport to see people in pain grit their teeth and bare it, and push even harder.
But while there were hundreds by the side, it felt like there was only the Sun, the Finishing Line and me.
Talk about living in a bubble.
I started sprinting way too early, and suffered on the last 100m on the stadium track.
There were ALOT more people there, so it was quite paiseh to slow down, and quite cool to overtake the people who slowed down.
And that's why I pushed on and flew.
Fun to make new friends :D
which proves how most people are really easy to get along, once you get the chance to know them.
We should be mixed around more! More inter-level student projects! More activities! More inter-cca bonding!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=69891&id=772312833&l=d17953fe23
Photos from 29 March 2009 (Sunday) and 28 March 2009 (Saturday), both about Drama Plays.
FUN DOESN'T COME CHEAP.
& TIME IS THE MOST EXPENSIVE CURRENCY.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
must study must study must study must go library<3
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=69889&id=772312833&l=9ab98aaede
60 photos from 25 March 2009 (Wed) + Drama Rehearsals in the Hall!
Went for the 50th National Inter-school X-Country at Bedok Reservoir where the girls ran 4.1km, and the guys ran 4.8km.
Since it's really late, i won't indulge in elaborating too much on the physical torment.
I'm not in track. I'm not in cross-country. I'm not in a sports-related cca. My cca stands in a circle and makes noises for warm-ups, not run horizontal rounds in school.
So running 4.1km, with girls who've been conditioned to do so since primary school was painful :D
Miss Thor thinks I did an 18min / 19min kind of timing, which i'm quite happy with.
Oh right, the PAINFUL TORMENT.
It was damn freaking hot even though it was "only" 9am.
We were running a long journey on gravel that crunched with every step, reminding you of how many strides left there were. Where people from schools like Bukit Panjang, MGS, CHIJ, etc. were running in front of you and stopping to clutch their sides. Where the marshals who looked upon us looked like they were gloating about how they were "panting in the heat" with "grim looks of determined intent" on their faces.
The heat was the worst part of the race.
It was draining, sapping and horrible.
There wasn't any part of my 169.2cm (yes H, i want to rub it in) body that didn't want to stop running except my conscience.
It prevailed.
The last 300m out of the park (no shade there, btw, the trees' shadow fell short of our pumping legs) was the longest ever.
When we reached the bridge, it was packed and lined with supporters from JCs and secondary schools (especially Victoria School and SJI). They cheered us on, because really, it's quite a sport to see people in pain grit their teeth and bare it, and push even harder.
But while there were hundreds by the side, it felt like there was only the Sun, the Finishing Line and me.
Talk about living in a bubble.
I started sprinting way too early, and suffered on the last 100m on the stadium track.
There were ALOT more people there, so it was quite paiseh to slow down, and quite cool to overtake the people who slowed down.
And that's why I pushed on and flew.
Fun to make new friends :D
which proves how most people are really easy to get along, once you get the chance to know them.
We should be mixed around more! More inter-level student projects! More activities! More inter-cca bonding!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=69891&id=772312833&l=d17953fe23
Photos from 29 March 2009 (Sunday) and 28 March 2009 (Saturday), both about Drama Plays.
29 March 2009 : The Winter's Tale (Shakespeare) at Esplanade Concert Hall.
Rushed to Esplanade a few minutes too late, so Bryan, Hady, ??? (Wushu Sec 3 guy, forgot his name), Harris, two other guys & me sat outside watching the LCD screen.
A tall angmoh guy with floaty hair sat in front of me. Had the Queen / the Princess blocked sometimes. I think someone was called Hermione in the play. Not sure.
Then we took some group photos after the whole thing!
We = O lvl Drama People (which means everyone from ATC-Drama, except Erica), Graduated ATC Seniors who turn 17 this year.
Later on, Jacq Choo, Jacq Koh, Harris & I bade our counterparts farewell at Macdonalds where they ate while moving on to Food Junction ourselves.
Went shopping for the next 4 hours after that.
teehee.
♥ 12:56 AM
Sunday, March 22, 2009
19 March Thursday
After Drama at ACJC from 8am to 12.30pm, i went for a scammer lunch at S-11. The cheese+peanut pancake we ate after eating zi char and teowchew dumpling noodles had unsolicited EGG in it, which pretty much destroyed the total sensory experience of that Ah Long pancake because the egg flavour does not match at all and i didn't ask for egg.
So yeah, tell the auntie if you don't want egg, because she'll automatically add it for you.
Then I went to hunt Gabriella down by the Pool of Hyatt. Then we went to lvl 20 for our pre-requisite study session to study history, chem & math!
From about 4pm to 10.30pm, we camwhored.
(we do not camwhore by taking stagnant photos of ourselves with the same act-sweet-act-cute expressions plastered on heavily made up faces (in my defence, i had not combed my hair for 2 days, and had not combed my hair when i tied it that day), with little difference in expressions.
we scour for interesting locations that have character, and look out for diverse backgrounds that can effectively allow us to creatively use our bodies to make freeze-frames that complement the surroundings. artistic is key!)
We explored lesser-ventured areas of Orchard for the fun of it.
Went to Hyatt - Grand Club Lounge, Pool Chaise Lounges, Tennis Courts (as above. the tall guy's name is Roshan, and he says he only comes to Hyatt for the tennis, not because he's staying there :D), Rooms, Corridors. St Regis' Ladies & Lifts. Tanglin Mall, etc.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=68416&id=772312833&l=ea48cce232
Pictures from Part II are from Dinner (7pm) and Beyond.
We did take a lot of pictures (133 in total), which is alright considering our objective of the day, which was to chalk up as many pictures as we can while having fun girly chats.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=68423&id=772312833&l=f0e749cf0d
Anjana's migrating to New Zealand, so she had a gathering at East Coast Park.
Gabriella, Harris, Ryofred and I spent our time on the sand, at Carls Jr. eating stuff and playing Spin-The-Pen Dares (which culminated in several videos on facebook and some good laughs) and walking in the rain barefoot.
Here are some of the stupid Dares we did : Eat Jalepeno Peppers (actually i had one, not on a dare, but because it looked yummy) Kiss the Glass Wall. Go Steal a Fry from A Customer. Wear Chanel shades and stand and pose. Go lick a tray of salsa sauce seductively in the middle of Carls Jr. Ask the cashier lady if they had "chicken rice" and "laksa" (it's a video. pffft.). Suck on a jalepeno pepper.
We must do stupid things when we are young, or we'll be envious of the virile youth of the future when we are older, because right now, we can get away with being silly, frivolous and wild. Besides, fun stuff is for the young, and if we don't do it now, then when?
But we have to do age-appropriate stuff lah. Like, being drunk is only advisable at 18+, because being drunk at 15+ is unsightly and retarded. (as in literally, because your brain cells will have a higher mortality rate or something.)
Conclusion : Live for the moment, don't regret not acting on impulses (eg. Asking for that girl-at-Zara's number / Calling a number on an advertistment for whatever even though you're afraid / Being brave and take his hand into yours / etc.), and do things that will make you smile when you write them down in your diary.
♥ 4:17 AM
oh okay, must update a bit, or i'll wonder about the huge gap between Feb 27 and March 21 when i save blog archives to my hard disk.
My Dad's business venture into the tuition sector started in end 2008.
The website for it is maintained by him and me (which explains the sometimes random posts :D), and here is the link - > www.theintegratedschoolhouse.blogspot.com
SEC 4 LIFE!
Studying is paramount, and if you don't make enough time for all your subjects, it's very likely that you will suffer the torment when you get your results back.
Like, my history and social studies (my ultimate best subject because i love it so damn much because mr kamal is such a fantastic teacher because i just like memorizing interesting facts about wars and singapore and stuff) is BOMBING.
I failed.
And it is a huge blow.
Glad to say that I have been making amends this March Holidays.
Is it enough?!
PARANOIA!
AHHHHHHHH.
Oh right, the photo above. This was on 15 March Monday of the Mar Hols, Hong Teng, Me, Yong Xian, Teng Hong, Amos, Olivia, FX, Kelicia were at HT's condo to study mostly Maths.
The journey there was funny because it was raining, and between the 6 of us (minus HT and YX from the above list), we had two umbrellas! So the guys and Olivia gallantly agreed to run for it and slip and slide in the wet rain.
I think we made real progress that day.
OMG, i just took this test, and it really is quite accurate.
scary shit.
Your view on yourself: You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.
The seriousness of your love: Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.
Your views on education You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.
The right job for you: You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.
How do you view success: You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.
What are you most afraid of: You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.
Who is your true self: You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.
If you fall asleep 3 to 4 min after you've had a nightmare, you'll stumble back into the same nightmare.
My Dad's business venture into the tuition sector started in end 2008.
The website for it is maintained by him and me (which explains the sometimes random posts :D), and here is the link - > www.theintegratedschoolhouse.blogspot.com
and that's the tuition centre's name! The Integrated Schoolhouse, teehee.
In the picture above, he's got my siblings + cousins to do numerous poses (with props and jump shots) in a studio in Defu Lane.
It's going to be in the real website & brochures soon.
The classes offered are from P3 - JC 2, and all it takes is a group of 3 to open a new class.
I'm attending the Sec 4 Physics, Chemistry and Math class, and it's fun for me especially because I hardly have tuition in a group.
What lollipop am i rambling about.
Here's what's unique to The Integrated Schoolhouse : it infuses life skills as an application to real-life in its lessons, and is very welfare-oriented (and i know this firsthand because of the many shopping trips we do to get yummy snacks / fun prizes for the students when they win Sudoku / Kakuro / Rush Hour challenges). I love it that we have a library for students ( READING IS FUN. ) and that it is located near Kovan MRT Station, a purple line station, which has DJ Bakery (super nice bakery), Venezia ice-cream, Hokee Pau, Prima Deli, Yoshinoya (actually i hate this), KFC (hate this too, crystal don't faint)...etc.
Please call 62809183 when you're interested.
SEC 4 LIFE!
Studying is paramount, and if you don't make enough time for all your subjects, it's very likely that you will suffer the torment when you get your results back.
Like, my history and social studies (my ultimate best subject because i love it so damn much because mr kamal is such a fantastic teacher because i just like memorizing interesting facts about wars and singapore and stuff) is BOMBING.
I failed.
And it is a huge blow.
Glad to say that I have been making amends this March Holidays.
Is it enough?!
PARANOIA!
AHHHHHHHH.
Oh right, the photo above. This was on 15 March Monday of the Mar Hols, Hong Teng, Me, Yong Xian, Teng Hong, Amos, Olivia, FX, Kelicia were at HT's condo to study mostly Maths.
The journey there was funny because it was raining, and between the 6 of us (minus HT and YX from the above list), we had two umbrellas! So the guys and Olivia gallantly agreed to run for it and slip and slide in the wet rain.
I think we made real progress that day.
OMG, i just took this test, and it really is quite accurate.
scary shit.
Your view on yourself: You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.
The seriousness of your love: Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.
Your views on education You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.
The right job for you: You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.
How do you view success: You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.
What are you most afraid of: You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.
Who is your true self: You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.
Go to http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx to take it, and be amazed!
Seriously, it really works. And it's damn cool.
If you fall asleep 3 to 4 min after you've had a nightmare, you'll stumble back into the same nightmare.
♥ 1:51 AM
Thursday, February 26, 2009
i dont wanna be
dont wanna be
would hate to be
your poision
i cant stand to be
cant stand to be ;
loathe for you and me
to fail reason
this is not right
we should have seen
it would have ended
in agony
but if pain is sought
and rapture bought
then what masochists
are we.
are we.
typed this out while listening to If You Seek Amy, and what a creepy song it is.
subliminal messaging is funny.
♥ 11:45 PM
Saturday, February 7, 2009
our memories make up who we are :)
dominant memories shape our personality, because we remember what we love, what we enjoy, and what we fear.
people who lose their memories in head-injuries don't know who they are.
so what about babies who don't remember a thing about themselves before they are at least 3?
they're not really living much if they're not conscious of it later on.
babies do absorb things, like how to breathe, poop, eat, cry, crawl, etc. through muscle memory and stuff.
and since they lack a sense of cognitive consciousness, their formation of thoughts is all pictorial, and wouldn't make a huge mark on their memories.
it'd be interesting to leave a baby with giraffes for the first 3 years of its (/his/her) life, then take it away and see if the baby remembers anything in the later years.
how do you know your parents were your parents if you don't remember them when you were very young :D
(haha, now i'm thinking of the Disney Hercules story, where Hades' blue-and-pink minions accidentally dumped the baby with an old couple. Hercules grew up, not remembering his godlike roots, and was a loser until he set off to "find his way".)
hmmm.
lost my train of thought.
i like my baby cousin, who's not so much of a baby anymore since she suddenly developed the intelligence to talk and repeat chinese phrases.
you can't keep your hand out of the cookie jar
you can't ever stop thinking of the higher bar
it never gets old for you to crave and want
so you might as well use me right upfront.
graduating classes are supposed to mug all year <3
♥ 5:12 PM
Friday, January 30, 2009
audi et alteram partem
when does the sum of our action eliminate who we are as an individual?
or
when does what we do completely represent who we are?
sometimes, people see others with preconceived notions that do influence their opinions of that person.
to show how actions overshadow a personality :
when the boy who is really good at wushu becomes the Wushu Boy to us
when the girl who has been to a girls' home becomes the JailBird to us
when the girl who once was a anorexic becomes the Anorexic
when the boy who drives around in 3 different luxury cars is nothing but
when the girl who hates Liverpool becomes only that
after pigeon-holing others and putting on the metaphorical tinted glasses, people would unconsciously expect the Labelled Ones to have a one-track mind in accordance to their non-representative character traits.
oh shit, it looks not-simple.
okay okay.
simple example.
a wayward-but-not-anymore boy. used to smoke, spew vulgarities and skip school (YAY, ALL 'S'!!). now he's okay, totally rehabilitated, reprogrammed and reformed. even doing CIP properly.
teachers will unconsciously expect the boy to still be recalcitrant; and students are less likely to forgive when the boy makes mistakes / expects the boy to react badly during situations like being scolded, etc.
the reputation precedes reality.
when does the sum of our action eliminate who we are as an individual?
or
when does what we do completely represent who we are?
sometimes, people see others with preconceived notions that do influence their opinions of that person.
to show how actions overshadow a personality :
when the boy who is really good at wushu becomes the Wushu Boy to us
when the girl who has been to a girls' home becomes the JailBird to us
when the girl who once was a anorexic becomes the Anorexic
when the boy who drives around in 3 different luxury cars is nothing but
when the girl who hates Liverpool becomes only that
after pigeon-holing others and putting on the metaphorical tinted glasses, people would unconsciously expect the Labelled Ones to have a one-track mind in accordance to their non-representative character traits.
oh shit, it looks not-simple.
okay okay.
simple example.
a wayward-but-not-anymore boy. used to smoke, spew vulgarities and skip school (YAY, ALL 'S'!!). now he's okay, totally rehabilitated, reprogrammed and reformed. even doing CIP properly.
teachers will unconsciously expect the boy to still be recalcitrant; and students are less likely to forgive when the boy makes mistakes / expects the boy to react badly during situations like being scolded, etc.
the reputation precedes reality.
Post Scripts
[ this "reputation affecting perception" thing is similar to bias toward looks.
like, you expect people who look like nerds to be nerds, & will be surprised when they're not..
[ this "reputation affecting perception" thing is similar to bias toward looks.
like, you expect people who look like nerds to be nerds, & will be surprised when they're not..
people who look evil to be evil...people who don't look evil to never ever be evil..
(evil is a funny word)
people who look qian bian to be annoying as hell
etc ]
" I've been loved but I didn't know how to feel it
And I've been adored but I don't know if I ever believed it
I've been loved my whole life but I didn't know how to take it..... "
really random bit of lyrics. sorry for being confusing and diffusive
♥ 8:56 PM