Friday, August 28, 2009

Today was a queer queer day, i just thot it'd be nice to share =)

In all aspects, today was really screwed up, especially after school >.< Went to UHWC (or isit UWHC? wadeva) to get the hepB jab.. [i still dislike needles] Then tried to act smart and went in search of the 963 busstop (WHICH IVE BEEN TO BEFORE BTW) frm uhc.. and guess what? I got lost... walked to the end of the stretch and realized i shd have turned right earlier on.. but heck.. faced with the bushes and drains, i decided to go back and take 95 instead.

After waiting for a pretty long time, i made it to buona vista and blahblah.. AND WTH? My parents were both in malaysia, my brother with the car in school, and i HAD TO WALK THE DAMN SLOPE home.. [those whove been to my hse wld know.. its seriously wtf]

So all in all, it looks like a wth way to end the day.

But i ended up pretty happy when im home.. somehow.. i was really quite pissed off at losing my way and having to walk.. but there were little in betweens that made me feel that it isnt all that bad..

Saw louis joel jonhan starting training for soccer as i was walking that long damn stretch.. i guess it must look quite funny for them lah (like why wld anyone walk here?) but it was a "pleasant surprise" on my part.. lol... dunno y, just felt happier seeing them than waiting for my turn to be jabbed with a needle =)

On 95, i saw my dear florence!!! haha.. we didnt get on the same stop, so it must have been a stroke of pure luck and timing that we could meet.. damn cool!!! Seeing her really made me feel so much better.. (speech therapy.. i havent spoken properly for a while) Loves her.. =D

Walking the slope up accomplished my activity plan for the week (walked more than i ever would have..) FIRST TIME IN A WEEK i sweat leh.. rofl..

So it wasnt all THAT bad isnt it?

lol...

Monday, June 22, 2009

... there's not one single source out in the WORLD WIDE WEB that caters to JC 1 H1 mathematics... even the questions that "claim" to be H1 standard turn out to be H2 ones...

Like cant they empathize with pp teaching H1 math?? wth >.<

So i spent the last 20min of my life COMPILING a set of questions i THINK caters to the H1 level.. only koped 1 question from another website source (sm teachmejcmath.com thingy)

So if any other fellow H1 math tutors out there need help, can drop me an email.. if u dun have my email, drop a tag.

But i may not see it lahx.. haha

Anyway, I was 3cm close to getting into a car accident on the AYE... coming back from tiongbahru and just passed NUS..

A LORRY driven by 3prcmales in red shirt was speeding into the aye, with NO INKLING of wanting to slow down or whatsoever (like wth?)

It SQUEEZED its way into my way, thinking i'll automatically slow down.. but NO?! like.. since when do I slow down? [hahaha... watches my instructor scowl in anger]

So because of my inability to keep the car straight in my own lane with the pressure of that horrible lorry, i got into the way of another driver on lane 2... and that totally pissed that man off [who was driving a 15year old black toyota, was wearing a random shirt and looks to be in his 50s]... THAT oldman actually got so pissed he drove up to my side and kept horning at me..

Well... i ought to have done that to the lorry... like drive to its side and keep blasting my gay horn till the 3prcs simultaneously raise their middle finger?

Like what does that old man expect me to do?
And like har? MY FAULT AH?

so..
a) i shd have slowed down?
b) i shd have rammed the prc lorry?

hmm.. i shd have chosen b... then at least dun have to get horned at.. like wtf?

siao.. damn irritated...

so ya, the roads are like the tiger's mouth.. please drive safely and maintain within the speed limit.

And steer clear of all taxi drivers, lorry drivers who are prcs (those indian drivers are always very very nice... let me change lane when i need to =D), and old man drivers who think they own the road just cause they have driven on it for more than 30 years..

>.<

And of course, stay far far away from people like me... with a triangle at the back of the car and yet still speeds till the brink of the speed limit (and overtake other vehicles who are OBVIOUSLY so much safer)

Dang.. i think im damn dangerous lah.. :'(

Monday, May 25, 2009

Er-hem... [only reason why i use this pic is cos... its near lunchtime and im hungry :D]

I've been desperately trying to revive the japanese language learning thingy... and i so damn regret sleeping through all the lessons at moelc.. gahh

only time ive stayed away was during movie screening... wth...

super sorry to the various senseis who have tried their very best with an insolent child like me >.<

So to all juniors out there who are BLESSED to study in that bishan place (which takes almost 45min to reach frm my hse!)... TRY TO STAY AWAKE even tho u dun understand a word =)

hehh.. 2mths till sch starts... hv the whole of june and july to spare.. HMM... will spend my efforts on my tuition kids ba... and prob try to pick up jap (wahahaha... till now, to no avail..)

The dreams of going overseas are kinda dying off... have been thinking of going abroad for a trip since like.. last yr? rofl... practical constraints plus innate inertia jus killed that dream lahx ;)

Guess there's at least a dozen people out there like me =)

Life is BORING now... ... grr.......

Saturday, May 02, 2009

Was packing my room and chanced upon the bag of letters pp wrote over the past years.. there's the angel mortal letters, camp farewell letters, overseas immersion qingshus, bdae wishings, christmas greetings, xinnian cards, random jiayou messages (mainly frm audrey) ... i realized im super messy lah.. and i realized i havent been in touch with quite a few pp lately..



one of the letters went: 写了这么多，我们以后见面的时候还是一样，好像什么都没有写过。认真是虚伪。sth liddat.



Haha.. i agree =)



Sometimes it is only through written words that people can express sth that may sound damn mushy.. St the things we write can cause us to tear when we read them out loud. For me, i'll just sob if i say touchy stuff.. so i write letters alot.. haha..



I shall start writing letters.. There are some people that are always remembered.. And they deserve to KNOW that they are being remembered.



A little card can make another person feel a hell lot better.



And since i have the time now.. why not? :)



I want to teach tuition... But then again.. I don't always get what i want.
Another letter is right: Put others before self, only then can you earn respect from others.


Thinking about her, it all seems a little unfortunate. Guess it all boils down to fate.

May we all get what we want in life.

P.S. I'm free for tuitioning now ;) drop me an email if interested =)

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

I really really really really hope for world peace right now.... but that will put police officers, military men, psychiatrists ETC out of job... and make the world a damn boring place.

Sometimes, I don't wish to go through the horrible feelings: jealousy (of whatever), anger (at latecomers, stupid people), boredom (of doing mundane work), frustration (towards people who do not prioritize), sadness (of missing someone, or of seeing people going through sad things in life)...

But when i think of it in another warped manner, these are the things that make up life.

If life is only: peace (LOL), happiness (that's damn tiring), excitement (exhausted).. blahblah.. HMM... That's kinda screwed..

And the fact is,life can NEVER be like this.. WHY?

Because of the word "satisfaction"

People never get satisfied with what they have. If they are alwaysfeeling happy, they will think that is totally NORMAL, and find something to make themselves happier.

The endless search to satisfy an ENDLESS desire for ???

Nobody knows what we are ultimately looking for.

Take ME for example:
I have a loving family, a beautiful house, a carefree life.

But i'm perpetually frustrated and angry. Over what?
1) My biscuits were mysteriously eaten up --> FRUSTRATED
2) I was pushed into the MRT by a hoard of people --> PISSED
3) I had to be constantly given the questioning look whenever i come out of the room --> FLUSTERED
4) I want to get into medical school --> F***** UP WORRIED
5) I miss him --> SORROW
6) I HAVE AN ESSAY TEST TMR --> LOST
7) I have to wake up early tomorrow --> LACK OF SLEEP = FRUSTRATED
8)9)10)... BLAH BLAH BLAH

Minute? Mundane?

The fact is, these mundane little minute things make a hell lot of impact on a person like me.. the same impact it has on the people in Africa who worry over the lack of food/shelter/water/weapons to hunt..

I don't think there are problems in the world that are MINUTE..
Because we all have different scales.. that this scale is unique to measure our OWN lives.

I will continue to worry over the stupid essay test tmr... worry over getting into med school.. worry over people's scowling look..

The same way an ant worries about the anthill collapsing..

Sigh.. i have NO idea what i'm trying to drive across in this entire rant of stuff.. it didn't make much of a sense to me.. but i just suddenly had a passionate urge to declare my stand in this issue that nobody is debating about..

Maybe all i'm trying to do is convince myself that.. well... erm...

Heck.

Goodluck to all for essay tomorrow.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

long time no blog... hardly have time (nor energy) to write abt my mundane life now.. Honestly, there was nothing to write about. And i'm happy with my privacy.

But today... it's totally worth writing about.. today has been the most... exciting day since i left school.. really... THE MOST exciting day..
And it'll be good to let other innocent lambs get their guards up.. At least i'd have done one right thing in the course of this thing..

but i honestly dont want to go through it again.. it's bad enough having to feel stupid once.

I have half a mind to not write about this, but heck.. whatever.

For those whose turn is coming up soon, best of luck. It's not going to be easy.. and definitely very anal.. but well.. just.. good luck.

For those who, like me, got the best april fool's joke in the century, dun despair. You're not the only one in the world who felt like a loser.. If you don't, good for you. If you do, well, here's another loser to join your gang. Be glad.

Now i know why there are horror stories... they are damn freaking true.

And you only know the true horror when you go through it.

So i'm urging you, if you missed your chance this year, dun be disheartened. You can always sign up for the haunted mansion next year. I guarantee u 25min of 160bpm....

Damnit...

And i was so looking forward to getting in.

Now i'll just have to keep an eye out for other options.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

:)

Life at rh isnt too bad... at least im not getting abused or sth... im plain lucky to get into the right place with the right pp~ Anw, dun rly wanna tok abt work (since ive gotta go back to it in less than 11hrs)... but honestly dun feel like talking abt anything in particular lah...

haha... life is boring without the boys... like where the hell has everyone gone? Getting locked in tekong is just sad.. been more than a week since they went in le... poor things... hope they come out fine... just botak and more tanned and more fit la... eat some bakguah and go back in again to be roasted and whipped... ZZ... jiayou boys~

:)

eating chocolates lately... the serotonin is making me high... but effect v short.. and has bad side effects (like weight gain)... plus the all-bothering pms (which makes women very very bad people who yell at other peoplefor no reason or emo in a corner or say nasty things to people they care cos they are feeling like crap)... gahh..hasnt been a good condition to be left alone...

not that im thinking.. im not! That's the problem.. its just irrational, illogical sadness im feeling.... like a permanent temptation to cry and having pimples...
Maybe im menopausal.. but come'on man! im 18!!!

Bleargh.. at least i ddun bully too many people.. can seem to contain when im being PR-ish... LOL... just those im comfy with i end up being nasty.. how ironic..

My poor parents... and poor people that matter...




I miss you.... like.. really really really miss you...
Gah... i go sleep le... da jia work hard!