Action Packed Day!!

Today's like an fast moving action packed day. Met qijiemeis at 10 am, downtown east to cycle and skate. Haven't been skating for ages. I actually found it scary to skate. Landed flat on my bum. Now my bum's hurting. Guess a big ugly bruise is going to spring up real soon. I also borrowed bike from the rest to cycle. The weather was terrific. Cloudy and perhaps drizzled abit but then we didn't have to risk being baked alive the scorching sun.

We went to E hub for bowling. While we were waiting for our turn to be called so that we can get our lane and stuff. Cherylene and Mingyan went out to see something and a random angmoh passed her free tix for the indoor ferris wheel ride. After bowling, we went to catch the ferris wheel. After that, we went to Gelare to satisfy our sweetie toothy craving-ICE CREAM!! Yummy!!

Went to my home for dinner. Had pizzas and other side orders. Don't know whether i was a good hostess. The birthday cake and song was totally unexpected. Huichan and Mingyan went to bring Sarah to my house as she was busy with something else for the whole morning and afternoon and couldn't join us. They convinced me that they knew the way and i didn;t have to tag along. Next, Sarah just popped into my house together with Mingyan holding the cake with a lighted candle and they started burstign into a bday song at the car porch. It was unexpected and sweet of them. I'm touched. Thanks people! Now i have a complete birthday.

My mum bought a cake last fri but it was too early to celebrate. She brought out the cake and the rest was like looking at it cluelessly. Didn;t know whether it's my birthday cake or not. In the end, we just cut the cake and ate without singing. Thurs, we were hungry around tea time and there was an ice cream cake which my uncle had brought home. We just cut the cake, again, no candles and song.

I know birthday song, candles and cake may be a frivolous things to some. However, to me i think those are what make birthday a true birthday.

now i feel like it's my happy birthday!

Burden off my chest

I'm 19!!!

OMG! i sound so old. This will be my last year being a teenager. Must savour and relish every moment. I'm not that enthusiastic with regards to being an adult. I think being an adult is no fun and has a lot of troubles to worry. CPF, Credit card bills, insurances, employment, tax,new house,new car, get married etc.

Anyway, i'd just accepted NTU's biological science course. It's sayonara to NUS. Guess that i'm not fated to be in NUS. However, i like to express my deepest and sincere thanks to NUS for accepting me even though they took ages to send the snail mail to me which at intially kept me clambering onto the edge of my seat as i was worried NUS had despised me and refused to admit me as their student. Anyway, i'm truely glad that NUS did send me an acceptance form in the end. Also, i'm delirious with joy that the agonising period of deciding which school to school is over. It's like a humongous and irritating burden has been lifted off my chest. Whee!! Mingyan is going to suffer being my future hostel-mate. yay!

Thanks to everyone who has sent their wishes. I really had a HAPPY birthday. I like the present from qijiemeis. Thank you very much people!! Love all my friends and family!! Wish you guys all the best too!!

gain enlightenment

Here comes the jaw-dropping announcement, I've decided to go to NTU instead. After spending like so many days pretty sure that i were to go to NUS and convincing myself that i'll survive in NUS, this is like a sudden twist of fate. Funny right? I think my wanting to go to NUS was a delusion. It was against norm and sounded funny from the start.

Anyway, i have to thank Mel for the insightful chat we had last night. I got my 'enlightenment' from there. She threw me a simple question "why i want to go to nus." I mentioned about the me being a damn slack person and need stress to move my bum along my studies. She raised her friend saying that i'm her friend's opposite. Which is weird. I'm not sure whether from this point on, you, readers, will still understand what i'm saying. Normally, people, if possible, will tend to take the easy way out. Who likes being placed in a competitive and stressful place and enjoys seeing own's blood pressure shoots up into the sky? Since my reasons for choosing NUS was against the norm, that meant that i didn't want to go to NUS but was trying to self deceit/blindfold/brow-beat/convince myself into entering NUS. It's against the norm which means i actually do not want to go to NUS but trying to self-hypnotise myself into accepting NUS.

And i;ve noticed that for the past few days, i woke up telling myself that i'm gg to NUS, i actually felt a strong sense of reluctance and dread. This morning, i woke up, thinking that i'll be going to NTU, i felt happiness bubbling inside. And i actually don't mind going compared to the sense of dread shackled to my ankles i had felt when i was 'convinced' i was going to NUS. So, my heart has finally revealed its true feelings. I'm going to NTU like a happy nut and immerse myself in the vibrant environment. yay!! *skips around*

Went to JB yesterday. Dad drove us around. We went to City square and JUsco. It was good chatting with my cousin on the way. For once, i thought we'd drifted apart but no. I'm glad she had confided in me. At least it saves me on my worries. My dad met with a couplem of friends and all of us took the beaten tracks to a ulu kelong for dinner. Fortunately, the food was nice of not my enduring of the bumpy rides was for naught. The roads was bumpy and there were a lot of sharp turns and stuff. Outside the car, you see nothing but tall grass and humongous trees. Once in a while, maybe we saw a house standing in the midst of a forested area in solitude. The place was dark and deserted and we were wondering which sane person would want to live and get surrounded by nothing but nature. What if a slithery gargantuan anaconda comes into the house in the middle of the night. What about wolves with those eeriely glowing eyes in the dark and their howls capable to raise people's hairs. yuck... The road was like winding here and there and i really admire the person who managed to seek such a place for food. Totally amazing. So once again, it proves that singaporeans love food. Also, the food was delicious and dirt cheap. Pretty cool although there were an enormous army of mosquitoes there. It was like going to night safari minus the animals. Dark, mysterious, eerie, quiet, no street lamps ok. Must switch on hazel light. But cool.

All HArry Potter's fault

I had nightmares last and last last night. I reckon it's Harry Potter's fault. Been reading Harry Potter's series. Note how the plot gets darker as the series proceeds. In Harry Potter's and the half blood prince, many characters got slain. Pretty saddening. Especially the old and fuzzy and gay Dumbledore with twinkling blue eyes. Oh ya... about the nightmares part... Must be all the atrocities the diabolically evil Death Eaters and disgutingly cunning Voldemort's had done. I was telling Huichan last night that i was afraid Voldemort would come and grope me in the night. His slanting shifty beady eyes staring at me, nostrils flaring and disgusting goo flies out,forked tongue twisting unnaturally, cold clammy hands grip me tightly... Totally nightmarish.

Anyway, after sitting on the prickly fences for so long, i've finally decided to go to NUS-FOS. It wasn't an easy decision to make. I can't seem to explain my reasons why i've decided to go there lucidly. Even though i like the environment in NTU,i like to challenge myself by going to NUS. From now on, i shall not let my choice/decison whatsoever waver. I know NUS is competitive and such, but people like me need such pushing to get going. I'm too nua.

Hai...why can't life be a tad more straightforward. It's just a wishful thinking i guess. Like what many always say, you can't always get what you want. Life is plagued with moments of all the difficult choices to make. Perhaps, that's what makes life interesting?

The marvellous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome. The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful if there were no dark valleys to transverse.
Helen Keller

Stuck in a limbo

Even after i'd went to NUS open house yesterday, i still can't make a decision. This decision i'm going to make is highly important since it more of less going to affect my future. I have make a choice between NTU and NUS. OH gosh.... it's like a horrible itch in my ass and i want to make it go away but it refuses to budge and gain autonomy from me.



Talking about the academic aspects, NUS is of course more established, therefore has a better reputation. The biological science is considered a rather newly introduced course and therefore, comes with some risks if i were to take it although i don't know what risks there may be but i'm certain it won't be life-threatening. NUS is also more competitive and therefore, i expect there'll be some throat-cut-throat competition for the top positions. Moreover, NUS generally focuses more on the theory aspects while NTU is more practical meaning more lab works.



As for the non-academic parts, NTU has a newer, cooler, classier building. The lecturers in NTU are ahem! younger. NTU has a nicer environment, more greenery, closer to nature kind of thing. Plus NTU is more vibrant and the people are helpful and friendly. NTU is getting more ubiquitous now due to aggressive advertising. NUS is like what my aunt had used to describe, "dead" which is quite true i think. I think it's because NUS is more competitive and causes the students to be scampering to be the best and such, causing them to be blinded to the emotional and humane development.

And now comes the reasoning and counter argument part... The "things" that make the situation even murkier. It also shows that two years of learning GP hadn't gone in vain. The analytical and logical reasoning plus elaboration stuff are deeply ingrained. NTU's biological science maybe a newborn shrimp in a big sea but i think it should be quite safe to take simply because it's singapore. The word is apt enough to explain everything. Our precious Ministers won't see the course in a local uni go bust. Singapore's education system is very safe and sound. So, it may worth a try going for NTU. Since our education is based on merits, maybe i'll stand a better chance in NTU?

As for the part whereby NUS is dead. I mean who cares since i can morph myself effortlessly into a dead fish anyway. In JC, when things went crazy and caffeine couldn't kick in my system anymore, i was basically dragging my bum on the floor of TJ's looking like a corpse. NUS is dead so be it. Plus, i'm a laid-back person. Without anything to push me, i'll stay motionless on one spot. Greater competition=greater stress. Stress pushes me. And blah blah.

SO, i'm now stuck in a limbo. I have no idea what to choose. i gave myself a deadline to decide by wed. When i can't, i'm going to do the stupid yet definitive way which is to draw lots. Yes. I'm going to do that.

Went to PS yesterday as our aunt wanted to give us a treat. We took the MRT there and i met a pervert. He's either malay or indian since he was dark-skinned and looked weird . I mean it in the psychotic sense. One look at him you'll know he doesn't harbour any good intentions. He board the train at Bedok and he stood eeriely close to a girl. Trying to eat tofu or something. Then he moved further into the train. He stared at me oddly and i stared back. Felt my hair standing and decided to look away. Then, he suddenly moved towards me and stood behind me. My back was facing him. I suspect it was because my side had more women. The ride became jerky and he lost his balance and crashed into me. I immediately stuck my elbow out pushing him away from me. He apologised but i glared at him before changing my position, my side profile facing him so that in case he tried something funny, i can catch it and react fast enough like give him a kick in his shin. Whenever, he tried to look at me, i glowered at him. Sent him bad vibes that would hopefully give me nightmares. He changed target again and went to stand closer to another woman in pink tank-top and pretended the jerky-losing-balance kind of movements so that he could bump into someone. There was a bloody empty hand-bars and shiny metal poles beckoning to him. It's weird why he wasn't holding them since he was so unstable. I came with the conclusion that he was a pervert. Thankfully, he didn't try anything funny cause people were noticing and i was staring.

After we had alighted, my aunt commented i looked extremely fierce. I was naturally pissed. Damn all these perverts. should have given him a hard shove.

Had Japanese food for dinner. My aunt insisted on ordering the seafood ramen even though it was meant to be shared. So, i ate the seafood ramen and now i have rashes. Once again, confirm my self-diagnosis that i'm allergic to seafood.

You know what's for dinner tonight? Chilli crabs, steamed prawns, shell fish... isn't life cruel to me?

ECP!!

Met up with the rest of GC's girls yesterday. Went to ECP to cycle/ blade. I met Huichan earlier. And guess what, huichan fell asleep on the bus while i was engrossed with my Teenage magazine and we ended up missing our stop. We had to walk back under the scorching hot sun. I told huichan not to tell the others because i thought it was pretty stupid. haha!! Here we are at ECP. I rode the couple's bike with Audrey.

Can anyone imagine how traumatising that was.
Y.teen's learning how to blade

SEE how glum i looked. I was worried for my safety.

Life was in Audrey's hands....

Audrey acting cool...

Janice and me. Janice looks cool.

Whee!! Lovely butts!

Look at my 70s's inspired curry puff hair-do.

Lovely shot of the beach!

I like this pic!! :)

Happity Dippity Girls!

Was i doing the ms universe's kinda wave?

Outside Borders. Cherylene joined us for dinner at Parkway.

She was overdressed in comparison to us... haha!

People upstairs were staring at us when we were taking this pic..

On our way to Parkway, Huixian dropped her precious hp on the road. Thankfully, i was behind her and i noticed the phone. We suspected it was Huixian's and Janice even called her number to confirm. Yes!! It was huixian's phone. Huixian was happily unaware her phone was missing. Oh ya! She was clutching onto a set of newspapers. It was until we reached the bus-stop then she realised that her hp was missing. She searched everywhere while Janice and i looked at other directions to hide our grins.I believe Huixian was going near hysterical at that point and wanted to leave all stones unturned, she dug into the dustbin and rummaged for the newspapers she had thrown inside minutes ago. I stared dumbfoundedly and according to Janice, i was like flapping my hands around. I don't remember doing that but then... maybe i did it sunconciously? I was trying to give Janice the how?-do-we-let-HX-rummage-into-the-dustbin look. In the end, we let her scooped into the dustbin to pick up the newspapers. (so sorry Huixian...)

We took a bus to Parkway since it was raining. before we alighted, i was the last to leave and i noticed that Audrey had left her cap which was given to her by Elise on the seat. (I'm like the picker of the day) At the exit, she started burrowing into the bag, looking nervy as she thought her cap was missing. KABOOM! I magically made the cap appear.

To sum it up, i had tremendous fun. Looking forward to meeting those bunch of lovely girls again!! Yippee!!

allergic to seafood

I've done a self-diagnosis. I'm allergic to certain seafood and i'm moping about it. So far, i'm allergic to crustaceans:crabs,lobsters,shrimps and mollusks:mussels,oysters & clams. I'll have rashes the next day after eating such stuff which i suppose is somewhat like hives. Thankfully, it's not that serious cause i've researched that some people with severe allergies to seafood can actually have anaphylatic shocks, breathing problems and decreased blood pressure. Luckily i don't have a severe allergic reaction towards seafood. Phew... Just crazily itchy red spots. So, i'll have to say sayonara to black pepper crabs, butter prawns, lobsters, cheesey mussels, fried omelete with oysters, fried kway teow with the ham. No one can understand how devastated i am. Anyone who tries to tempt me with delicious mouth-watering seafood, i'll stick my fingers into their nose and wring out their nosehair. I'm devastated...

pathetic kids

I think kids these days are pitiful. It's just an observation i've made and of course after reading an article from Straits Time's forum. Take my cousins for example. They are starting to learn things like cell structure which i believe i had only learnt when i was in secondary school. As the society becomes increasingly competitive, the education system has to be constantly 'updated' in the sense they pushed some things we'd learnt in sec school to primary sch and similary JC syllabus to sec school's curriculum. In the sense, the education system becomes more difficult then it used to.

According to the article in forum, basically, the gist was this woman who wrote in said that she has a daughter in a all girls' primary school who had done badly or failed in her maths paper. She strongly believed that her daughter had studied extremely diligently for her papers. Hence, it was no doubt a setback for her. Anyway, the mother also brought up last year's PSLE maths paper whereby a lot of kids were under tremendous stress due to the brain cudgelling questions. Some kids even broke down halfway during the exams. Ok. Initially, i admit i was very bad and actually felt that kids these days can't take pressure and stress very well and things like that... Come to think of it, i mean they're like 12. They still have a long road to go. Can't possibly expect them to take things in their stride, take deep breaths, grit their teeth and continue with the exams with the words that their mums enforced in them flashing across their brains. Things like "you have to do well. If you do badly, go bad schools, no future" , "fail means die", "do badly means you're stupid", "cannot get good results, no school will want you". Images of their mums holding rattan canes or facing a bleak future haunting them, it's no surprise that the kids will break down.

My cousins had failed some subjects when one was in primary school and one still in primary school. I'm positive that i didn't fail any subject when i was in primary school. Because i'm smarter? That's very difficult to determine because the education standards have changed drammatically. I mean it's sad that teachers are failing their students at such a young age. Try to envision their feelings when they grow up. Instead of remembering those sweet bubble gummy days in their childhood, all they can think of is failing their exams badly and having the rattan cane leave its marks on their bodies. Failing them in primary school is like dropping them a subtle message that 'you are doom to fail for the rest of your life'. Kids need encouragement and support. They need to have confidence so that they can have high self esteem. Failure in exams is like a blockage in the development of their self confidence. I mean 50 plus marks in many parents' eyes is already considered an atrocious marks. Failing is like forcing the parents to hit the roofs or something.

I admire my aunty for not feeling the slightest shame in announcing her children's marks. You know some parents like to boast when their children score high marks and then go all the way out to conceal when their children score badly. Whenever people ask, she'll just tell the truth. She doesn't whack her children or scold degrading things or paint a dark sombre bleak picture. She just take it in her stride and tell her children to work harder. I admire because i'm not sure whether i'll be able to show such restraint like her. Scold my children until their heads are dripping with my saliva? i don't know...

If not, we have those over zealous parents who like to compare. My aunt fetches her son from school everyday. She's used to overhearing other parents boasting/comparing their children's grades at the carpark. I think it's more exciting than stocks exchange. My aunt doesn't hide her children's grades. She thinks there's no shame in telling people her child has failed a subject and stuff. I'd seen people expressing sympathy and tried to look oh-nicey and stuff. I think they were some who were genuinely concerned. Sometimes, my intuition told me they are hypocrites. Trying to act sympathetic but actually gloating inside. welcome to the harsh society!

So, if i were to write to the MP for education,it'll go like this...

Dear Sir,

I know you're very busy trying to revamp the education system so that we can keep on par with other countries, so,i'm not going to beat about the bush like trying to show my appreciation for the things that you do or had been done. Appreciation is not like a badge of honour meant to show off. I'm going to keep is short and sweet. I think teachers should try not to fail primary school students. Why? Of course, you can continue to tell teachers to fail their students since it's not going to do much damage in the short run. Who cares about the little kids crying to mummies about their results anyway? The kids are just kids. Plus, you can try telling the haggard-looking mummies to get more tuition teachers for their kids. Society is like this, period. Oh ya! And more cares about deflating the kids' ego. I mean since their ego can be deflated, i assume it can be easily inflated like balloons. Self confidence is like so rubbish. Like failing will affect their self confidence. Self confidence is built on many aspects not jus results. at the same time, tell the parents to stop adopting a microscopic view on their children;s grades.Analysing and comparing their children's grades are just freaky. It's like telling me only grades matter.

I'm trying to provide you with multiple views which i had learnt in GP in JC. My teacher had told me many times not to just consider one view. Must consider all the views possible.

I have another suggestion. Teachers can consider failing them but at the same time, teach them the correct attitude to take. this quote is very suitable "success isn't forever and failure isn;t fatal". isn't it so apt?

Thank you Mr Minister for taking the time off to read about my views.

learning to appreciate life

I'm unemployed once again. I've finally decided not to look for another job. Call me lazy, whatever. I don't care. I have plenty of opportunities to work once i've graduated. Must as well grab the chance to enjoy now. Honestly, it was not a easy decision to make since i was initially worried about the loss of income and stuff. No income=no shopping. I'm going to shop for all i want during the GSS period. After that, i'm going to lead a life of a pauper and tighten my budget. Eat homecooked food instead. Hee!

The tragic incidents which had happened in our neighbouring countries-cyclone in myanmmar and earthquake in China, once again reinforce the fact that i should appreciate and treasure life and what i have. Even though my relationship with my parents is far from exemplary since we hardly make the effort to understand each other, at least we don't glower and snap at each other like other dysfunctional family. Honestly, my parents give me a lot of freedom. They don't restrict the places that i go or impose curfews and stuff. I like to think it's because they have trust in me. Anyway, i'm a good girl which should be able to put their minds at ease. I don't do hanky panky and have my whole body decorated with hickeys. I don't go clubbing till the wee hours and come home inebriated and spew vomit everywhere like a water gun. I don't do drugs, smoke nor join gangs, coming home and bringing heart attacks to my parents by having a tattoo of a big red rose on my back or breaking my neck due to excessive shaking brought about by ecstacy. I don't put myself in a peril or allow myself to be compromised by having sex and end up like Juno (the movie) bringing both disgrace and sadness to my parents. After typing all these, i suddenly realise i'm a goody goody kid and i'm so proud of myself. If i were to have kids in future, i hope they'll emulate me.

Although my parents are lacking in some places, i'm thankful still for they provide me with the basic necessities and do not abuse me like that perverted dad who locked his daughter up in the basement and fathered 7 or 8 kids with her. Imagine having sex with your daughter. That's like so immoral and only someone with a depraved mind will do so. Totally gross and unethical. Back to the point, my parents respect and trust me thus giving me much freedom which i should be thankful of. We can't always get what we want plus it's not as though i'm a 100 marks daughter. I'm such a sarcastic daughter who's never hesitant to talk back to my mum especially causing her to sprout white hair. She has a farm of white hair on her head i think. I'm lazy and do not have much goals or aspirations. I'm just trudging around like a headless chicken. I don't share my whatsoever secrets or nitty gritty things with my parents. They are like not the first people to know what's happening to me.

But still, i'm a likeable daughter.

I was just telling Chan Mali yesterday that i hope nus doesn't send me a letter because i don't want to have to make an agonising choice. AND what a coincidence, yesterday afternoon, i received a humongous envelope from nus. I'm in a dilemma over how i should feel... Rejoice then sulk cause i need to make a difficult choice?

Help!!

can't accept some facts

I'm at a loss on how to accept some facts. Facts like your little sis is grown up and is going on dates, everything is happening too soon for you to grasp the situation, your mind is like a whirlpool, you can't accept the sweet innocent little girl who used to fight over sweets with you is proceeding to another stage or life. Or something like eternal love which i can't fathom nor bring myself to believe its existence. I don't know whether i like/loathe/can't be bothered with regards to my parents. Our relationship is, hmmm... i don't know how to describe. weird? My mum is like my walking ATM. The older i become, the gap between us seems to get even wider. My mum is busy with her work and even if she's free, she doesn't make the first step to know me. Likewise, i got disheartened and now don't initiate small talks with her or discuss things with her. As for my father, for goodness sake, we are like two strangers living in the same house, drinking from the same tap, breathing the same air but do not communicate. So, i do not know whether i should appreciate the freedom i have or detest my parents for their somewhat cavalier attitude? Maybe that's too harsh a word since they do ensure that i survive and didn't dump me at the streets so that i'm left to forage food on my own. Ok. They do care about the feeding me part and ensure that i'm clothed and have entertainment. They have completely missed the emotional part.

I don't understand teens these days. They are like living in a completely different world from what we had used to. They pledge eternal love like nobody's business. Like i had said earlier, it's not that i don't believe in eternal love entirely but i also believe in the love turns sour part and lovers may part bearing hatred for each other. Love is a complicated subject. Marriage can turn into divorce. The mushy things never fails to increase the acidity in my stomach. Plus my eyeballs will somehow loosen themselves in the sockets and roll upwards. I wish my sis all the best in her whatsoever with the whatever person but nevertheless, i'm still disgusted. Can't believe those things can be mouthed into words... AND, do you know kids nowadays like to play 'happy family'. A male friend of a girl can actually be her kor... I think it's a harmless game and it's alright. I reckon i had played such thing in primary school before. I ever heard a girl calling a classmate kor throughout the entire conversation. Maybe, that guy was really her bro but then she turned to her back and called her female classmate 'ah-ma' so i bet they were playing the 'happy family' game. Too much 'kor' reminds me of those sappy tear-jerking korean drama. Just that the characters i'd witnessed bear NO resemblance to the suave charming looking male lead or the bambi-eyed pretty female lead. So, it just made my stomach churned.

Maybe i shouldn't be over critical but it's difficult. A part of me wants to accept that my lil sis is all grown up but another conflicting part of me wants to act like a macho sister and hover over her to protect her. Those mushy lovey dovey things, just can't fully accept...

On the other hand, perhaps i was once like this as well?? haha!! So i shouldn't wrinkle my nose at it and just force myself to face up to reality that people change. Oh well...

im a great teacher!!

This guy should be gay because he's purple and i heard purple is like a gay colour... I have no idea why i had drew this. Must be some impulse kind of thing...

The incident below happened this morning...
Aunt: Green man is blinking. Do you think we can cross??
Me: don't think so
Aunt: Should be can la. Can cross or not?
Me: (shook my head and pressed the traffic light's button)
Aunt: Can cross la. Blink so long. Can cross?
Me: GO CROSS IF YOU WANT TO CROSS (roared)

There was this cyclist near us who heard my awful roar and stared at us. A few motorists near by also heard me bellowing and turned to look at me. It was embarrassing. Really!! I didn't mean to lose my temper but i honestly felt my aunt had asked me the same question too many times. It once again re-emphasises the fact that i don't like people to ask me the same question too many times cause it's bothering and irritating. I know some girls love to cling onto their freinds and bother them incessantly about their weight/figure/whether they think they're fat. I mean if they are fatter, i honestly think they themselves should know they bodies better than their friends. So why bother asking? I mean it's ok if they ask once or twice but three times is really pushing the limits, or rather MY limits. So if you want to ask me something, once or twice is fine, thrice, i'll go kaboom and explode in your face, leaving some of my brain matter behind as souvenir.

My cousin rocketed into the house this afternoon and proudly annouced that he passed his english and chinese exam papers. I painstakingly tutored him english and science and on occasion, help in maths even though i have an aversion for maths. Anyway, he failed his english CA1 paper and now he finally passed after i had spent many months puking out blood and scooping the blood up again to be transfused back to my body. My efforts had not gone down the drain. I'm glad.

Maybe i should consider being a tuition teacher. Scare the kids to half-death.

Anyway, i asked my cousin how did he feel about his achievements. He was damn pleased and never did he forget to mention the fact that i always throw his books.

Yes! I do throw his books when he agitates me. I never said i possess a good temper.

If he scores decently for science paper, that would mean i owe him a meal as a reward. But then, i'm ok with parting with the money because after that, i'll ask my aunt to treat me back for helping to coach her son. yay!!

Hate waiting

Cute right??

New blogskin... Woo Hoo!! I think this will be a temporary one until i find another one to my liking. I like spongebob but just don't like the layout. Anyway, i think the falling stars are cool...



We are now patiently waiting for letters of acceptance to fall blissfully on our doorsteps... I'm getting super jittery thinking about it... What if i don't get into the course and school i want... AH!!! This is extremely nerve-wrecking... My blood pressure is going to shoot up, burst an artery and blood is going to gush out from the artery which went *BABOOM*!



I think 'Concordia' is a cool name. Maybe i can consider naming my daughter 'Concordia' if i were to have a daughter in future. Why am i talking about this??



Anyway, i'm feeling restive... AH!!