Actually I don't have much to blog about. But I'm so bored I felt that I had to blog about something, though I really should be off studying something like Math, which I managed to screw up.
Today there was Bio! To be more specific: Bio practical.
We did the 2005 exam paper. I remember reading in the New Paper that one student sliced off his finger while cutting the carrot and then fainted O.o Lots of other schools reported students sustaining minor injuries. That will never happen at MGS for one reason: the knives are too bloody blunt. No idea about the paper cutters though, but after years of usage and a healthy paranoia of all things sharp by the MGS girls, it's safe the say that the first few sections of the cutters are pretty blunt - except for one which I kept snapping off the other day. Beware the lone sharp cutter!
Okay that was pretty random. Anyway we were given a whole carrot and had to cut it in various ways. Always the one trying to skive off, I positioned my carrot in the middle and stabbed it and then opted to use the Guide's method of splitting wood.
In the end I got so bored I started cutting various shapes out from the excess carrot bits. Of course Esther PWNED every bored girl out there by making a quasi-domokun like thing with 1/4 of the extremely huge carrot (the full legth was about 20 cm). She brought it home in the end.
As retarded as She's the Man sounds, I really want to watch it! The newspapers gave it a good review and I've always had a semi-fascination with 're-interpretations' of classics (the movie is based on Shakespeare's Twelth Night), mainly a morbid kind of interest too see how badly they've been butchered, but this movie seems to hold some premise of a good show. Anyone up for it?
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Monday, May 29, 2006
Hello. Today was... fascinating to say the least (:
As most of you guys will know, I had the pleasure of sitting for the O Level Examinations for Chinese today, this being my first 'big' exam since the naive days of the PSLE in 2002.
I woke up this morning, dead tired, with a dry throat and a bad tummy which would seize up at the worst moments. It was miserable. Absolute misery. I tried eating a few bites of the sandwich my mother had prepared me but I couldn't stop coughing badly :/
Then I had to rush out of myself because I heard someone say that we had to be in school by 7:30AM -.-
At school I ended up walking around and talking to various people, and at 7:50 found myself outside of the staffroom, panicking because my co-form teacher appeared to have forgotten about my O level confirmation slip which I had misplaced earlier (I bet it's in my room somewhere). Thank goodness for Mrs Cheng who had come out of the staffroom and led a few of us outside the Secondary Hall where my teacher was and had somehow managed to get my teacher out without actually calling her O.o
The exams itself was a rather absurd thing. Halfway during the exam I gave up, my mind unable to process Chinese and sing along to a particular song at the same time - so halfway during my O level exams I sang softly along to a witty ditty.
I also had to use the loo - badly! The bloody exam hall was so cold, and either I had alot of ADH secreted or the reverse, forgot my bio, either way it was freezing and I had to use the toilet. It was mad. I know Jia Hui and some other girl went off to use the toilet, but I figured that I might as well wait for the exam to finish before going. Talk about chinese water torture.
Also one of the invigilators (ask me on msn and I'll tell you) smelt like potpurri. Mad! He was so sweet smelling it sickened my stomach and rotted my teeth at the very scent! The smell itself was very jarring too: the sight of a full grown man juxtaposed with the scent on frail old ladies and knitting. You get the idea.
During the paper I also got so bored I started scribbling random words (from 'guten nacht mutter' to 'ichirin no hana') and random strange drawings (like a piano). I should frame up my exam paper :D
There was a little bit of marching after the O levels, and man, I really need to practice more! I kept forgetting when to stomp and my mind would wander off every few moments, resulting in me really messing up the drill. Thank goodness there's practise tomorrow, wouldn't want to make a fool out of myself on the actual day itself :/
Ianthe and I watched X-Men: III today. It wasn't as exciting as I hoped, somehow :/ I think Jean's 'changing' into Dark Phoenix looked like rigor mortis in corpses. Plus I found the kissing scenes totally hilarious for some reason, it really looked like Jean wanted to 'eat' those guys up - literally. Bones, metal spines and all. Yum yum.
The man next to me kept shifting in his seat, and golly gee, he was massive! Not to be rude, but when he moved, the whole role of seats shifted at the same time. Plus he FELL ASLEEP halfway during the movie and started to snore, which made me giggle at the strangest and more sombre points of the movie. HEHEHE. Right. His son was mortified.
On the bus home, an old looking man got on. Because I always get extremely annoyed whenever I see old people standing up on the bus while all the young 'uns ignore them, I decided to ask him if he wanted my seat, out of courtesy. So I learned forward and I asked him, and he shook his head. However later on as the bus got more crowded, he came to stand over Ianthe and me and I felt SO BAD with him there. I know it wasn't my fault he didn't want to sit down, but gosh! There he was, standing over two students and I was so embarrased all I could do was stare at the seat in front of me :/
It was guilt, though I had done nothing to incur it!
Oh well. I am dead tired and Suat is flying off tomorrow to do something funny with molecules in an Oxbridge College overseas, how lucky! (:
And I have lit, chinese and more marching tomorrow.
As most of you guys will know, I had the pleasure of sitting for the O Level Examinations for Chinese today, this being my first 'big' exam since the naive days of the PSLE in 2002.
I woke up this morning, dead tired, with a dry throat and a bad tummy which would seize up at the worst moments. It was miserable. Absolute misery. I tried eating a few bites of the sandwich my mother had prepared me but I couldn't stop coughing badly :/
Then I had to rush out of myself because I heard someone say that we had to be in school by 7:30AM -.-
At school I ended up walking around and talking to various people, and at 7:50 found myself outside of the staffroom, panicking because my co-form teacher appeared to have forgotten about my O level confirmation slip which I had misplaced earlier (I bet it's in my room somewhere). Thank goodness for Mrs Cheng who had come out of the staffroom and led a few of us outside the Secondary Hall where my teacher was and had somehow managed to get my teacher out without actually calling her O.o
The exams itself was a rather absurd thing. Halfway during the exam I gave up, my mind unable to process Chinese and sing along to a particular song at the same time - so halfway during my O level exams I sang softly along to a witty ditty.
I also had to use the loo - badly! The bloody exam hall was so cold, and either I had alot of ADH secreted or the reverse, forgot my bio, either way it was freezing and I had to use the toilet. It was mad. I know Jia Hui and some other girl went off to use the toilet, but I figured that I might as well wait for the exam to finish before going. Talk about chinese water torture.
Also one of the invigilators (ask me on msn and I'll tell you) smelt like potpurri. Mad! He was so sweet smelling it sickened my stomach and rotted my teeth at the very scent! The smell itself was very jarring too: the sight of a full grown man juxtaposed with the scent on frail old ladies and knitting. You get the idea.
During the paper I also got so bored I started scribbling random words (from 'guten nacht mutter' to 'ichirin no hana') and random strange drawings (like a piano). I should frame up my exam paper :D
There was a little bit of marching after the O levels, and man, I really need to practice more! I kept forgetting when to stomp and my mind would wander off every few moments, resulting in me really messing up the drill. Thank goodness there's practise tomorrow, wouldn't want to make a fool out of myself on the actual day itself :/
Ianthe and I watched X-Men: III today. It wasn't as exciting as I hoped, somehow :/ I think Jean's 'changing' into Dark Phoenix looked like rigor mortis in corpses. Plus I found the kissing scenes totally hilarious for some reason, it really looked like Jean wanted to 'eat' those guys up - literally. Bones, metal spines and all. Yum yum.
The man next to me kept shifting in his seat, and golly gee, he was massive! Not to be rude, but when he moved, the whole role of seats shifted at the same time. Plus he FELL ASLEEP halfway during the movie and started to snore, which made me giggle at the strangest and more sombre points of the movie. HEHEHE. Right. His son was mortified.
On the bus home, an old looking man got on. Because I always get extremely annoyed whenever I see old people standing up on the bus while all the young 'uns ignore them, I decided to ask him if he wanted my seat, out of courtesy. So I learned forward and I asked him, and he shook his head. However later on as the bus got more crowded, he came to stand over Ianthe and me and I felt SO BAD with him there. I know it wasn't my fault he didn't want to sit down, but gosh! There he was, standing over two students and I was so embarrased all I could do was stare at the seat in front of me :/
It was guilt, though I had done nothing to incur it!
Oh well. I am dead tired and Suat is flying off tomorrow to do something funny with molecules in an Oxbridge College overseas, how lucky! (:
And I have lit, chinese and more marching tomorrow.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
My Chinese O levels are tomorrow, but I honestly do not think I can get my D7 this time, even with my newfound optimism and all. Still, I get a second chance in November this year, thank goodness, it isn't often that one gets a second chance.
Yesterday I had Chinese tutition, which brought up my total clocked hours of Chinese for this past one week alone up to 23 hours. Bloody Chinese. Anything my tuition teacher and I looked through my Chinese compositions and my goodness, we kept roaring with laughter. If I was the examiner, I would've given myself 0 marks! It was that bad.
Because my first language is English, I think in English and convert it over to Chinese. However as with all direct translations, alot of meanings are 'lost in translation', albeit to comedic effect in my compositions. Like for instance instead of writing 'he died when he was only 16', I wrote 'he only died when he was 16' (inferrence that he should've commited suicide earlier). What a pile of rubbish I wrote, and I had such difficulty understanding what I wrote too! Plus with my thinking in hanyu pingying, the words I wrote often wasn't the one suitable for that line, but had the same sounding pronounciation.
Oh well. I'll just do my best tomorrow, but thank goodness I get a second crack at the language at the end of this year.
Yesterday I had Chinese tutition, which brought up my total clocked hours of Chinese for this past one week alone up to 23 hours. Bloody Chinese. Anything my tuition teacher and I looked through my Chinese compositions and my goodness, we kept roaring with laughter. If I was the examiner, I would've given myself 0 marks! It was that bad.
Because my first language is English, I think in English and convert it over to Chinese. However as with all direct translations, alot of meanings are 'lost in translation', albeit to comedic effect in my compositions. Like for instance instead of writing 'he died when he was only 16', I wrote 'he only died when he was 16' (inferrence that he should've commited suicide earlier). What a pile of rubbish I wrote, and I had such difficulty understanding what I wrote too! Plus with my thinking in hanyu pingying, the words I wrote often wasn't the one suitable for that line, but had the same sounding pronounciation.
Oh well. I'll just do my best tomorrow, but thank goodness I get a second crack at the language at the end of this year.
Saturday, May 27, 2006
I was looking at my tagboard just now when I saw Deb's tag: 'Happy Holidays ' - well to that meaning anyway.
Happy holidays - right. I have to go back to school practically everyday for lessons, in addition to seminars infringing onto my 3rd week. Fun fun fun. I also have to practise my math like hell since well, I'm getting HELL from my dad now for not scoring my promised B4 even though this was the hardest I've ever studied for math - in probably my whole life. I started doing TYS, by myself! Autonomously! Without nagging!
Bloody let down.
Okay I've gone off topic. On the upside, the holidays rolling around means I'll get to sleep in, to some extent (HAHAHAHA like SS). However on my part, it doesn't even feel like the holidays have started at all.
Oh well, it's only for this year isn't it?
Happy holidays - right. I have to go back to school practically everyday for lessons, in addition to seminars infringing onto my 3rd week. Fun fun fun. I also have to practise my math like hell since well, I'm getting HELL from my dad now for not scoring my promised B4 even though this was the hardest I've ever studied for math - in probably my whole life. I started doing TYS, by myself! Autonomously! Without nagging!
Bloody let down.
Okay I've gone off topic. On the upside, the holidays rolling around means I'll get to sleep in, to some extent (HAHAHAHA like SS). However on my part, it doesn't even feel like the holidays have started at all.
Oh well, it's only for this year isn't it?
Thursday, May 25, 2006
HAHAHAHAHA, I PWNED JTAY TODAY!
The 'b' band was going through Bio today and rather unexpectedly, we recieved back our MCQ (or Paper 1) scripts today and I ended up with a slightly above average score. When JTay started to call names to answer questions (oh yes! Ask us questions during an answer checking session. Like we haven't answered enough as it is) B3 started to go into a mild panic and then someone said 'Oy! If he calls any random register number from B3, you stand up okay?'
And true enough he did - he called the other 'Mel'. I stood up and then I heard someone say 'Shit! ELee (my bio teacher) is staring!' But it was too late, I most obviously could not sit down at that moment!
At any rate my mind kind of blanked out under the duress of ELee calling my (and the class') bluff and after giving my own pidgin answer (which was right, but he wanted more - greedy pig!) I relied on random classmates throwing answers at me.
In the end ELee probably decided she had misheard the name (I share a similar sounding surname with the other 'Mel') or disliked JTay so much that she couldn't be bothered.
HUR HUR HUR
Round 1 to 4B3!
The 'b' band was going through Bio today and rather unexpectedly, we recieved back our MCQ (or Paper 1) scripts today and I ended up with a slightly above average score. When JTay started to call names to answer questions (oh yes! Ask us questions during an answer checking session. Like we haven't answered enough as it is) B3 started to go into a mild panic and then someone said 'Oy! If he calls any random register number from B3, you stand up okay?'
And true enough he did - he called the other 'Mel'. I stood up and then I heard someone say 'Shit! ELee (my bio teacher) is staring!' But it was too late, I most obviously could not sit down at that moment!
At any rate my mind kind of blanked out under the duress of ELee calling my (and the class') bluff and after giving my own pidgin answer (which was right, but he wanted more - greedy pig!) I relied on random classmates throwing answers at me.
In the end ELee probably decided she had misheard the name (I share a similar sounding surname with the other 'Mel') or disliked JTay so much that she couldn't be bothered.
HUR HUR HUR
Round 1 to 4B3!
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Chinese! With the O levels less than 7 days away, the teachers are going into overdrive with the Chinese work!
In addition to the prerequisite 3 hours the majority of the Sec 4 MGS population is subjected to, I get an additional 1 1/2 hours a day of Chinese! Mad. My brain already dies after 1 1/2 hours of Chinese during those double periods. It's like double die this time.
And as usual I failed Chinese. Though I kind of hoped this time I'll do a little better with an E8 or something, but I wound up with a F9 as usual. Interestingly, I didn't end up with the dubious title of lowest in the level this year.
I got displaced! Overruled! OWNED! by none other that my fellow friend who is also subjected to the same Chinese torture as I am. Yikes.
Today I did the NE quiz, it was really fun! Wa I was so sad when I had gotten JUST enough money to by T1 and T2 for the airport, then the era changed and I had to pay 30,000 credits more! WAAAA.
I ended up with a Expert Builder status.
The quiz was really fun though! I want to play it again! Hahaha :D I wonder who got the Master Builder level, must be some super pro-SS A band person, though for the life of me I cannot imagine why someone will want to be good at SS of all things, besides the 'HAHAHA I GOT 6 POINTS FOR MY L1R5!' that is.
It's not like topping in SS is one of those things you'll love to bore your grandchildren with, picture this:
Old woman, coughing a little with saggy boobs, bad hair and a disgusted grandchild in her lap.
Grandmother (GM): *cough* You know, when I was a little girl your age I was very good at Social Studies!
Granddaughther (GD): Um grandma? They don't have Social Studies in kindergarten.
GM: WHAT? Talk back?! SS thought me to never talk back and to pay money to maintain my parents!
GD: Okay grandma, what was SS about?
GM: Oh it was about learning the virtues of the great Singaporean lifestyle! For instance I learned to earn lots of money, have alot of sex so I could overrun Singapore with my children and to laugh at other countries because SS teaches us that Singapore is better than every other country, except Switzerland!
GD: Oh? That sounds silly grandma! *giggle*
GM: *smacks granddaughter*
GD: OW! Okay okay! Not silly. But what use was SS? It doesn't teach you how the world works or gives you a better understanding of the world!
GM: Oh no! I did! I taught grandma to become the Ultimate Civil Serpant(tm). And have alot of sex. That's why you have so many cousins! Um. What was your name again grandchild #037?
Okay that was damn retarded. Anyway you get the idea. We're going through our SS papers tomorrow, I hope I get a B4!
In addition to the prerequisite 3 hours the majority of the Sec 4 MGS population is subjected to, I get an additional 1 1/2 hours a day of Chinese! Mad. My brain already dies after 1 1/2 hours of Chinese during those double periods. It's like double die this time.
And as usual I failed Chinese. Though I kind of hoped this time I'll do a little better with an E8 or something, but I wound up with a F9 as usual. Interestingly, I didn't end up with the dubious title of lowest in the level this year.
I got displaced! Overruled! OWNED! by none other that my fellow friend who is also subjected to the same Chinese torture as I am. Yikes.
Today I did the NE quiz, it was really fun! Wa I was so sad when I had gotten JUST enough money to by T1 and T2 for the airport, then the era changed and I had to pay 30,000 credits more! WAAAA.
I ended up with a Expert Builder status.
The quiz was really fun though! I want to play it again! Hahaha :D I wonder who got the Master Builder level, must be some super pro-SS A band person, though for the life of me I cannot imagine why someone will want to be good at SS of all things, besides the 'HAHAHA I GOT 6 POINTS FOR MY L1R5!' that is.
It's not like topping in SS is one of those things you'll love to bore your grandchildren with, picture this:
Old woman, coughing a little with saggy boobs, bad hair and a disgusted grandchild in her lap.
Grandmother (GM): *cough* You know, when I was a little girl your age I was very good at Social Studies!
Granddaughther (GD): Um grandma? They don't have Social Studies in kindergarten.
GM: WHAT? Talk back?! SS thought me to never talk back and to pay money to maintain my parents!
GD: Okay grandma, what was SS about?
GM: Oh it was about learning the virtues of the great Singaporean lifestyle! For instance I learned to earn lots of money, have alot of sex so I could overrun Singapore with my children and to laugh at other countries because SS teaches us that Singapore is better than every other country, except Switzerland!
GD: Oh? That sounds silly grandma! *giggle*
GM: *smacks granddaughter*
GD: OW! Okay okay! Not silly. But what use was SS? It doesn't teach you how the world works or gives you a better understanding of the world!
GM: Oh no! I did! I taught grandma to become the Ultimate Civil Serpant(tm). And have alot of sex. That's why you have so many cousins! Um. What was your name again grandchild #037?
Okay that was damn retarded. Anyway you get the idea. We're going through our SS papers tomorrow, I hope I get a B4!
Saturday, May 20, 2006
After the whole dress tailoring fiasco, I am pleased to announce that I have my prom dress now (: Now I have no idea of what to do with the green monstrosity lying in my room.
For lit, Anthem for Doomed Youth and Pike came out! :D yes!
Today I was out shopping with my mum and I was at Tangs, looking for something and I saw this little boy playing with a toy car around this mannequin dressed in lingerie. The mannequin was in some weird pose on her back and the boy kept running his car down from her belly button area and through the cleft of her breasts, giggling to himself all the while, LOL.
When I was at Isetan I also saw another boy who looked about 7-8 and he kept running around grabbing at all the mannequin's breasts, looking to his mother for her disapproval, and then laughing as she frowned. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Children are very entertaining. Especially the perverted ones.
For lit, Anthem for Doomed Youth and Pike came out! :D yes!
Today I was out shopping with my mum and I was at Tangs, looking for something and I saw this little boy playing with a toy car around this mannequin dressed in lingerie. The mannequin was in some weird pose on her back and the boy kept running his car down from her belly button area and through the cleft of her breasts, giggling to himself all the while, LOL.
When I was at Isetan I also saw another boy who looked about 7-8 and he kept running around grabbing at all the mannequin's breasts, looking to his mother for her disapproval, and then laughing as she frowned. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Children are very entertaining. Especially the perverted ones.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Pike, three inches long, perfect
It amazing at how beautifully and well written Pike by Ted Hughes is. Simply reading the poem and reading essays on the poem fills me with a sense of creepiness, of a sinister being lurking in the shadows, quietly watching. The only other poem to make me feel so strongly was Wilfred Owen's Anthem for Doomed Youth.
I can't believe I didn't want to take Lit in Sec 3 and 4 when I was choosing subjects in Sec 2.
Thank you loads Ange (and Miss June Tan) for encouraging me to take up Lit (:
It amazing at how beautifully and well written Pike by Ted Hughes is. Simply reading the poem and reading essays on the poem fills me with a sense of creepiness, of a sinister being lurking in the shadows, quietly watching. The only other poem to make me feel so strongly was Wilfred Owen's Anthem for Doomed Youth.
I can't believe I didn't want to take Lit in Sec 3 and 4 when I was choosing subjects in Sec 2.
Thank you loads Ange (and Miss June Tan) for encouraging me to take up Lit (:
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Friday, May 12, 2006
-----begin rant
Okay this is mad. Frienster somehow added some random girl's picture on MY profile and I didn't noticed because like, you know, I check that worthless piece of shit website when I get an alert sent to my e-mail.
Friendster is filled full of self serving weirdos who love adding random people (though not that random girl) to their lists so they can be like, totally popular YO! When in reality they are total losers who justify their lives by telling themselves over and over that 'I have friends! What are 5000 people on Friendster?' That's called self deception. Get a life.
Frienster is also a source of ill mannered humour - that is, laughing at ugly people and people whom we know in real life who 'spice' (or extreme makeover) up their profiles so they can be totally cool YO!
Anyway point being I hate Friendster. The website is slow, the whole place reeks of the impending implosion of humanity (heil nihilism!), the people are fake, and the whole system is (#@)#( nuts.
And I have just wasted my time being angry, trying to solve a problem I did not create while some stranger out there thinks I'm a stalker (you have a bathroom as a background - hello?! I am so not into girls who like bathrooms as places for pictures).
I hate Friendster.
end rant-----
Okay this is mad. Frienster somehow added some random girl's picture on MY profile and I didn't noticed because like, you know, I check that worthless piece of shit website when I get an alert sent to my e-mail.
Friendster is filled full of self serving weirdos who love adding random people (though not that random girl) to their lists so they can be like, totally popular YO! When in reality they are total losers who justify their lives by telling themselves over and over that 'I have friends! What are 5000 people on Friendster?' That's called self deception. Get a life.
Frienster is also a source of ill mannered humour - that is, laughing at ugly people and people whom we know in real life who 'spice' (or extreme makeover) up their profiles so they can be totally cool YO!
Anyway point being I hate Friendster. The website is slow, the whole place reeks of the impending implosion of humanity (heil nihilism!), the people are fake, and the whole system is (#@)#( nuts.
And I have just wasted my time being angry, trying to solve a problem I did not create while some stranger out there thinks I'm a stalker (you have a bathroom as a background - hello?! I am so not into girls who like bathrooms as places for pictures).
I hate Friendster.
end rant-----
Hahaha how interesting I only scored a 34 out of a 100 for the 'bad girl' quiz thing on her blog. I'm not going to post it here or the breakdown of my score either, so yes, if you want to do the same quiz (which is pretty skewered considering the scores - doesn't take into account alot of other aspects) kindly go to Denise's blog (: It's the 2nd most recent entry.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Geog! I felt so relieved as I was doing the paper because I knew how to answer all the sub questions that were in the questions I chose (Q1, 2, 3 and 6 for the record). Knowing how to answer them is good enough for me, therefore:
It's a great load off my back: I was literally going mad last night trying to remember everything. Whether I do well enough remains to be seen, but I should be able to pass this Geog exam (: I also had enough time to finish everything and check through because I rushed like some insane being through the initial questions, rendering my handwriting close to incomprehensible and slowed down when I realised I had the luxury of a hour for my last question. My style of rushing then slowing down is quite strange considering the fact it's usually opposite (as seen from the lit essays) of the norm. Nevermind, they don't penalise you unless they can't read your words. I think mine is still readable. Somewhat.
Math 1 was quite alright, I hope I pass *crosses fingers*. I lost 12 marks from questions I was unable to answer which leaves me a gap of 18 marks to completely waste up in order to get my B4, but paper 2 is always a killer, draining the lifeblood of all those precious little marks! Dunno :S I hope I can pass and get a B4, or else my dad will be very angry at me.
Hohoho, everyone has Chem tomorrow! I'll be trying my darnest to study Bio tomorrow (:
Good luck to everyone for the Chem pracs tomorrow!
It's a great load off my back: I was literally going mad last night trying to remember everything. Whether I do well enough remains to be seen, but I should be able to pass this Geog exam (: I also had enough time to finish everything and check through because I rushed like some insane being through the initial questions, rendering my handwriting close to incomprehensible and slowed down when I realised I had the luxury of a hour for my last question. My style of rushing then slowing down is quite strange considering the fact it's usually opposite (as seen from the lit essays) of the norm. Nevermind, they don't penalise you unless they can't read your words. I think mine is still readable. Somewhat.
Math 1 was quite alright, I hope I pass *crosses fingers*. I lost 12 marks from questions I was unable to answer which leaves me a gap of 18 marks to completely waste up in order to get my B4, but paper 2 is always a killer, draining the lifeblood of all those precious little marks! Dunno :S I hope I can pass and get a B4, or else my dad will be very angry at me.
Hohoho, everyone has Chem tomorrow! I'll be trying my darnest to study Bio tomorrow (:
Good luck to everyone for the Chem pracs tomorrow!
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Chinese 2 was a real killer - I could barely read the words and those words that I could read had absolutely no linkage in my mind, the only work I could read and understand was 'BA KU TEH'. So I ended up having a yearning for Ba Ku Teh.
And my grandma made Ba Ku Teh for dinner tonight because I requested for it, yum yum yum!
And my grandma made Ba Ku Teh for dinner tonight because I requested for it, yum yum yum!
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