Monday, 19 October 2009

Um, hi, I'm back and I'm feeling a little depressed.
I just realised that my Chinese 'O's are in about three weeks and my chinese is poor. OK, fine, the word poor is actually a substitute for the real word I want to use but whatever, I can't think of any other way to put it. I can say it in chinese but it'll probably be wrong.
My JLPT is on the 6th of Dec, but my japanese is poor, I've forgotten the japanese equivalent of poor (see?) and I'll likely flunk. Or maybe, hopefully, I'll pass with 70% and feel happier that HEY, I PASSED. BY 10%!!!!
Let's try to understand.
I'm taking a 3rd language when my 2nd language is weak, and my 3rd language actually pulls my average down every year, though it's dead fun learning.
Um, well, yupp.
Yeah people keep saying, "You have your english! You have your english!" and thank God I have my english.
Thank God for my english.
So here are my goals.
This year, spam chinese and japanese. GET AN A2 for CHINESE. WHACK IT.
Spam japanese novels. READ 'A Little Princess' from COVER TO COVER. WHACK IT. SPAM IT. BITE IT. OWN IT!
And hopefully, with grace, with mercy, I will aim for the first in english. Or even higher. WHACK IT. CHEW IT. SURPASS IT.

I will not fail.

I will not give up.

I will not give in.

Ikura taihen demo, zettai yamemasen.
Bu guan you duo nan, jue dui bu neng fang qi.
No matter how tough it gets, I will not give up.

ganbarimasu.
jin quan li.
Do my best.


WHACK AND WHACK AND WHACK MY LANGUAGES!!!!!!!!
(I wish I hadn't lost my Japanese font software. I'll have to reinstall. ARRGH computer, why did you fail me?)



Saturday, 17 October 2009

I felt a little bit depressed today.

The person who made me depressed probably doesn't know that he/she made me feel depressed.

Perhaps he/she is guzzling lasagne right now and playing Guitar Hero on Xbox, or doing bungee jumping in the Swiss Alps, or getting married, or publishing a novel about a really intelligent monkey, or flying a rocket to the moon, or running for president in the country of Beraynelezz-munkees, or singing Karaoke, or planting Begonias in his/her garden, or switching off the lights in his/her room.

Anything but thinking too much.

ANYWAY.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Leaving for a place far, far away. Where I can stop thinking about things that are very thought-provoking. Like why my long-lost brother vaguely resembles a canine. Or why the princess of the high-altitude Land of Sunshine has secretly infiltrated Anglican High School under the guise of a regular student.

Goodbye.

Let me sing you a song.


Oh, wait.

Not a very feasible idea.

NEVER MIND!

GOODBYE!!!!

See you all on the last day of school. And then its astalavista, amigos!!!!

Exams are over. Here's what's been happening.

I got caught reading Fullmetal Alchemist during the sec 4 Grauduation Ceremony on Thursday.

I found my EOY papers fun (some of them.)

I thought Amath was easier than Emath. (For Emath, one has to take note of trivially insignificant nitty-gritty details like UNITS.)

My com broke down, my sis got it rebooted, and now all the FMA episodes on my hard disk are GONE. (AHHHH SENSEI.........Sigh, at least the com is fixed and there's still internet!)

I started writing this comic about a princess called Val who lives in the Kingdom of Sunshine and is on a quest to... (More to be revealed at a later date.)

I got into a fight with my little sis. She won.

I started packing my room (a ritual to be observed right after exam season is declared over). I shall probably finish in 741.5973 days.

I just ate lunch.

I still have problems navigating my new phone. But nevermind, I'm learning. I now know how to use Bluetooth and I have received 3 songs already. I'm lerning, I'm learning.

Mmm. That's about it.

Oh yeah, something interesting I've learnt from my mum recently. For those people studying the bible, particularly the Old Testament, you'd know the Israelites ere to conquer the promised land of Canaan, a land "overflowing with milk and honey". I used to think it meant there were pools of milk and pools of honey. Like rivers, you lnow, ones that you could soak in and all. Drink up all the milk and drink up all the honey. Yum. Actually, "milk" means animals (that's where milk comes from, just a reminder) and "honey" means forests of trees (honey comes from hives. Hives come from bees. Bees build hives on trees. That rhymes!!!) . Yeah, just something really interesting.



Friday, 18 September 2009

Thanks Michelle KOH and Gui Hui and valerie and Xiao Shu and Audrey for my art book, pink handphone pouch, pink correction tape, pink highlighter and pink card!!!! Thanks to poppets and Michelle HO for coming back to visit!

I think I'm the most irresponsible person ever. I shouldn't even be in comm.

But thanks poppets and Mitch!

Thanks for all the lovely presents! Love everyone!!! I shall love pink so much more now...
THANKS THANKS THANKS! :D

Side note: I spent half of today thanking people for their birthday wishes and asking them who they were...because I just changed phone and lost half my contacts...and I really don't know how to use my new phone so I type really slow now...



Thursday, 10 September 2009

Next next Monday, I must remind myself to watch My Friends Tigger and Pooh on Playhouse Disney at 7.00pm, because apparently Christopher Robin is appearing in that episode!!!! They should stop making so many Pooh plushies and Eeyore plushies, but make more Tigger plushies, Rabbit plushies and START producing Christopher Robin plushies. They should also sell those adorable Tyki Mikk plushies in Singapore, because I keep fighting the urge to entertain the thought of getting them off Ebay.
Anyway, it turns out that little Darby girl is actually his little sister or something, which is something I had suspected but didn't really think much about. After I watch that episode, I am convinced I will dislike Darby less. I used to think she totally stole the human element of Winnie The Pooh from Christopher R, but if she is related to him, its not so bad.
By the way, if anyone is wondering why Pooh's name is so weird, A.A. Milne, the original creator of the books, named Pooh after Winnie, some bear at the zoo, and Pooh was another animal. So there you have it. Mystery of the strange name solved.
I miss Christopher Robin! He should star in the show again.



Sunday, 6 September 2009

I get the feeling I'm the most pathetic human on the face of this planet. I can't even navigate facebook!

I took 6 months to figure out how to get to the games. And then when I finally got down to playing Mousehunt, I couldn't even believe how incredibly docile it was!

I mean, the logo and pictures were so cute, and the whole LET'S GO SHOOTING MICE theme was pretty attractive and amusing. Then there were these things about setting traps and using cheese (I got really excited because I love all kinds of cheese). Then it got down to "toot the horn and you can begin your hunt". So I got ecstatic because I was thinking, hey cool! We're going to enter some virtual world and climb rope and shoot mice and go through secret passageways and stuff! Like Maplestory!

Then I clicked the button and the next page loaded.

And then it said in my Shooter's Diary: I caught one brown mouse.

LIKE.

I CLICKED THE ICON.
AND I CAUGHT A MOUSE.

CLICK! CAUGHT!

And then I can't click the button for the next 15 minutes!!!!!!!!!

I was so stunned, I just sat there blinking. Then I decided to play Neopets instead. I'm addicted to Cheeseroller. After playing ice Cream Machine and Let It slide I'll splurge on cheese. I've wasted at least 30000Np on playing cheeseroller.

Anyway, coming back, I think I'll not get round to playing facebook games. Not even Mafia Wars. I think I'll just stick to plain Neopets and the cheeseroller.

I LOVE CHEESEROLLER.

Unless I find a nice game that I really enjoy playing there.



Monday, 31 August 2009

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!

Happy Teacher's day to everyone who has taught me something or another, because teachers teach people things, right?

In the future (be it near or distant) I promise to pay more attention in class and hand in my assignments on time.

I promise to be a very very very good student and study very hard for all my tests.

I promise to look neat and tidy all the time.

I promise to bow really low whenever I greet my teachers.

I promise to be the loudest person to say the pledge every morning.

I promise to clean the staff toilets once every week.

Just kidding. Today after celebrations I went out with Audrey and Michelle and Valerie to E!Hub, where we cramped our hand muscles playing that taiko game in the arcade and cramping our stomachs on Fish and Co. The celebrations were not too bad! They played all the songs I liked and there were no long and boring speeches- "I would like to take this opportunity to..."etc., no poems- "dedicated to the teacher whom I love so much: You are like spring's first rose, guiding me like a shining light..." etc., no teachers dancing.

Instead, there was FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN STUFF. Though everyone was talking during the harmonica performance and I couldn't hear much, which was darn irritating. People should learn to listen and appreciate ensembles and (especially for the boys) not just STARE WHEN THE DANCE SOCIETY is dancing. DON'T YOU AGREE?

The other dance was interesting! since i'll never ever be able to dance properly I might as well enjoy watching other people dance. Lots of fun. Double the fun if the dance is embarrassing.

Oh well, Happy Teacher's Day again.

(I like acoustic guitars. Maybe I'll get one in the next 5 years. But I love my classical too. I am thinking of calling it Hector. Then we could be Hilary and Hector. Love forever.)