Sunday, March 29, 2009
Becca blinks.
Er.
I am spammed.
Anyway.
Lots of things happened today... But I think I'll have to write about them another day.
As an outline:
a) Church
b) ME CLEANING THE FREAKING FAN.
Ooh. And pictures too.
10:38 PM
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Becca feels weird.
Turned out that I was a last minute replacement for someone.
And we got second.
It's kinda cool because all eight of us were from non-sport CCAs... Compared to the other houses.
But Scorpion got last overall.. =/
And Falcon got first, probably for the first time in XMS history. 0_o
2:58 PM
Friday, March 27, 2009
Becca is twisty...
There might be a possibility that I can go back KL in June.
SORRY.
I TOTALLY DIDN'T KNOW.
=.=
But I'm sure you're all ecstatic to see me, right? =D
Oh yeah, the word I corrected Mr. Lee was epilepsy. If you didn't know, it's a common neurological disorder caused by abnormal brain activity, occuring mostly in children. I had it once when I was a kid, due to an extremely high fever. I don't remember it at all, but my mum told me that she was desperately trying to stop me from biting my own tongue off.
There is no cure for epilepsy, only methods of control.
On a totally different note, the fondue/kebab-ish-chocolate dip thing will be called "Seven-Inch Legend", a name creatively thought of by Randolph... No innuendo implied. By me, anyway.
And apparently I was kicked out of sports day. =/
4:32 PM
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
7:51 PM
Monday, March 23, 2009
Becca is fuuuulllll.. =X
I went to Compass pt today to get the Homecoming stuff for deco... And we didn't really know what to get - ended up getting colour paper to cut and stick on the cloth, 'coz last year's banner was quite sad.
Aaannnnd, (surprisingly) saw a lot of people from XMS there... 0_o
I wanna eat at Curry-san... still haven't tried Jap curry yet.. seems nice. And Compass pt has some kind of jap fair with all sorts of cool Jap snacks. I wanted to get this instant ramen kinda thing, probably the only instant noodles I will EVER eat, and refused to buy it 'coz it cost $6, before realizing that the packet actually only contained the SAUCE. My eyes hurt from the numerically high price tags.
There was this cool Pocky-ish thing, chocolate with chocolate cookie crumbs that I REALLY wanted to buy, but didn't 'coz it would have cost me waaay more than a meal. $6++. Yeah.
And I ate a MOS(tm) cheeseburger. Which God knows I shouldn't because I already put on weight since I went back to KL but did anyway because I didn't want to eat hostel food, yet again. And whenever I eat out, I always come back to find out that the dish for the day is something I really really like, and I can't eat it 'coz I'm already super full.
Pathetic.
Anyway, first day of the new term.. Didn't really do much, Ms. Yeo didn't come so lessened the homework burden exponentially, actually. (she's the only one who really gives us homework other than language teachers) Almost died from heat again, thank goodness for air-con!
Also, committed myself to a weekly Friday bible study with Rupa.... Dunno whether I'll actually regret this in the future, but I really should spend some time on spiritual development as well... I mean, a few hours a week, can't be that much, can it?
....
Okay. It's too late to change my mind anyway. I promised.
Eurgh.
Freaking out over Homecoming Day...
And sports day! (whatwasithinking?!)
6:26 PM
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Becca is shocked.
WHAT THE HELL.
Okay.
That's really really weird.
Further elaboration will require personal explanation.
PS: Everyone know's Aryl was too excited that's why he knocked the chair over. He just has to admit it.
8:58 PM
Thursday, March 19, 2009
11:58 PM
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Becca loves the word "confuddled"
Just watched The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.
Really, nothing much to say 'cept I liked the book more than I did the movie. The book was way shorter than the movie, for one. And it contained less unnecessary crap that only served as fillers and more Brad Pitt viewing time. Not that I'm complaining about Brad Pitt viewing time, of course - the younger variety of course.
And I can hardly believe that Cate Blanchett is 40 this year. Weally weally weird. She doesn't look like it at all...
Also, planning to watch Slumdog, something I've been trying to watch since forever... I actually bought the dvd, but it turned out that my dvd player was too high class to watch pirated stuff. Somehow TCCBB seemed to suit it's expensive tastes..
Anyway, was supposed to do some productive stuff today but managed to waste it all, in my typical fashion. =.=
I blogged twice today... 0_o
10:35 PM
Becca is "tumbalik"
LMAO.
Hui Ting watches anime.. Can hardly believe it...
(thought she was a "lit" person)
Get a tagbox already!
Anyway, I totally agree with her that Nodame is the best... (Anyone else read the latest chapter for Nodame yet?) I'm so addicted to it that I went on animenewsnetwork.com weekly to search for updates on Ninomiya Tomoko's condition. At first she had to give birth, and so took time off the manga. Then she needed to take care of her baby. THEN she got Carpal's syndrome. And I was freaking out each time some delay happened, 'coz it only meant my torture would have been prolooonngged.
Eurgh.
Nothing really much to write about... Just going back to me watching Gokusen Live Action all over again... =D
edit: YESTERDAY'S SHANDY WAS HORRIBLE. I FEEL SICK NOW. >_<
10:57 AM
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Becca thinks holidays are waaaaay too short.
Hm. Things I have to get.
1) Laptop cover (yes! finally!)
2) Haircut
3) Comp upgrades
Anyway, hung out with the girl part of the gang today. Quite fun. Pwned Wei Ann at badminton again. =D
Wish we'd have more time. =(
9:47 PM
Monday, March 16, 2009
Becca is home.
I'm back in KL. (YES.)
Reached at about 8 something, no thanks to the ridiculous state of the Malaysian immigration centre. It took us like all of three minutes to pass by the Singapore immigration centre and a better part of 57 minutes to get through the Malaysian one. For a distance of less than 10km, we took one hour. And my mum was actually complimenting the traffic condition then.
Usually I don't exactly notice the time taken as I'm either asleep or using my laptop; but this time, stuck in a car with a hyperactive younger cousin brother did little to help pass time by. Especially when he insisted on physically abusing me to relieve his boredom and laugh maniacally at strange time intervals.
I was kinda freaked out and vowed never to stay within four walls with him for more than half an hour ever again.
Previously, when i went back to JB, it was also he who kidnapped my phone and refused to return it until the battery was completely drained. And read through all my messages, eyed all my photos, listened to all my recordings and proceeded to comment on it in the most explicit way possible. 11 year old boys are a pain. Thank God he's not living with me. I'd slit my throat otherwise.
Ah, yes. HMT paper.
It was pathetic, really. The question was so impossibly tricky I didn't realize I was writing out of topic until the very end, of which I was so fed up that I just added a paragraph to tie the essay into the title. It was: Pendidikan yang baik merupakan pengalaman hidup. Bincangkan. Translation: Good education is an experience for life. Discuss.
And all I wrote was the benefits of education.
So yeah, it's kinda obvious that I'm gonna fail.
When Paper 2 came by, I kinda just gave up; did it as fast as I could and resorted to wait out the last 45 mins scribbling on my paper in an attempt to forget the traumatizing test that I had just gone through.
And it really doesn't help that your juniors keep bugging you and insisting you'll do well even though you KNOW you won't because you simply haven't been doing well all the while. I mean, c'mon; Adi got best results for HMT with a B4. That's how pathetic my command of the Malay language is. Waaaay waaay worse than a B4.
A little peek into file check week: ( I passed my EL file to Mr. Chew to put on Mr. Cheng's table.... 0_o)
11:22 PM
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Okay really.
I really am scared of tomorrow's paper. Really Really Really.
I dunno how to prepare, because I naturally suck at Malay. I can't help it that I'm taking a language that is not even my own!!! And for the past few days, I've been getting really sucky results for everything, and THAT'S NOT GOOD.
It's really really WEIRD how I see the PRCs here studying subjects like CHEMISTRY when I flip through my MT file frantically, checking if I've forgotten some sort of format or tips or something. I mean, it's UNFAIR.
AND I HAVE TWO PAPERS TOMORROW WHEN HCL PPL HAVE ONE. THAT'S INHUMANE!!!
I'm also pretty sure the HOD will have something to say about our results, should we fall short; considering we kinda begged her to have the class at Xinmin.
AND it's also kinda sad considering that this is just Xinmin HMT prelim, not even O levels or something. I'm pretty sure I'll hyperventilate even more then. Go me.
8:26 PM
Becca is stressed
I dunno why,
But i'm really worried about the HMT prelims tomorrow...
especially when it seems that NOBODY ELSE really cares about it, I pick a fine time to FREAK OUT.
8:17 PM
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Becca is contemplative.
I got Chelsea's birthday pictures!
More like pictures of Chelsea facing the cake while I snap photos of her while I convince Ms. Yeo that I was NOT holding a handphone in my hand in class.
But I don't think Chelsea will appreciate it very much if I post the pictures up on my blog. What the heck, she'll mutilate me. Yes, although she might seem like a very nice, quiet girl on the inside, she's actually quite violent, especially when her point doesn't get through. Same goes for Liwen, who twisted my poor arm in ways one would previously thought impossible. Apparently physical pain is the new substitution for a nicely said "thank you".
So. I decided to put up the photo of the cake instead. Unfortunately, the cake was taken after the candles were wrenched off. If you stare hard enough at the picture, perhaps your imagination can construct seven candles protruding out of it.
Anyway we had NYP set-up thing today. And I realised how sad and pathetic our group was, especially with the (I quote Liang Xing): "bu shi nan bu shi nu" avatar that I DIDN'T DRAW. (I mean, c'mon, it was so hideous no human being could possibly lay claim on it) And there were lots of cool booths, especially this automated pet feeder and aquarium cleaner in which all you needed to do was sms codes to a certain number and the automated machine works by itself! Super handy if you're like overseas!
There was this GPS thing Aaron's group did that was quite cool as well. It worked indoors, the technology supposedly available in 2010; and enabled people to go to locations they wanted in shopping malls or something easily through downloadable maps. Something I probably might use ridiculously often in the near future.
Oh yeah, Mrs. Teo came into our class today to discuss about the structure remedial thinghy. We had about three points, I think.
1) Grouping certain subjects in a way such that double sciences people could go home early.
2) Reduce structured remedial to one a day.
3) Changing the purpose of structured remedial.
Mrs. Teo wasn't too keen with no. (3), so it'll probably go unsupported. She did say she'd try her best, but she wasn't going to give any promises. Strangely it was almost the exact same thing Mdm. Liew told me before I kicked up such a fuss about the Mother Tongue thinghy.
Somehow I feel very demanding, greedy all of sudden.
6:14 PM
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Becca is lazy.
I see that my fellow blog-ster. Heng Hui Ting has left the internet in an attempt to write a physical record of her life. Lets hope it doesn't last, or we'll loose our semi-daily newsfeed from her... =(
Yesterday I went for the NTU Concert, based on Hairspray. And it was kinda sad because the person behind me had a sore throat and was trying to imitate the choir members, but only succeeded in sounding like a constipated toad. If toads had constipation. And sang horribly out of key.
They group behind me were so annoying, repeating the song name "Bartok" mainly because its pronunciation resembles that of a part of the human anatomy. The retards were whispering conspirationally in an attempt to sound semi-intelligent, but failed completely as my opinion on whatsoever mental capability they had plummeted downwards.
But I liked the first part, the singing part quite a bit more than the musical. The alumni choir was fantastic, surpassing the actual one; though probably attributed to their larger amount of experience. And they wore gorgeous red and black clothing, even the guys... There were like 7 sops and 5 altos, but they still managed to sound beautiful.
The blending and pitch was perfect, and they moved rather in sync as well.. The musical, however, disappointed me because I expected it to be something like Melizzo with a little bit of plot, a little bit of acting, a little bit of dancing and a lot of singing. Hairspray was just a whole lot singing and dancing.
On a side note, I met up with lots of choir members who were like, "Why are you here?"... -.-
And Wendy completely forgot that I was in choir, eventhough she was my section head.
It must be lovely to be invisible.
Or something.
Then again, I think the entire concert was better than staying in the hostel. I did get to hear some lovely choir singing, although punctuated by annoying croaks from behind me.
Huh.
I went running this morning, trying to ensure that I was still fit. And I ran one fricking round around the hostel and gave up. I think it was about 1km++ only. My stamina has dwindled to something non-existent. 0_o
But after the running, had breakfast and hung out with the canteen where it was quite fun talking with M'sian/Indons/Cambodian(s)... We were like singing songs from each others' countries. Okay, more like THEY were singing songs and I following when I recognized them. I really didn't know Indonesia had Siti Nurhaliza songs, or that they were so popular. The only Indon song I know is Peterpan's Mungkin Nanti and erm.. the other guitar-y song.
I also get to practice Malay with them, which is the only time I probably will ever speak Malay.
Which brings me back to last year.
I believe I haven't actually recounted what exactly happened in school when I visited KB. It was...
Civic Teacher: Siapa kamu?
Me: Pelajar sini.
Civic Teacher: Betulkah? Bila kamu datang?
Me: Hari ini.
Civic Teacher: Kamu belajar di mana sekarang?
Me: Singapura.
Omar: Geylang, cikgu.
Me: Ya, ya. Geylang.
Civic Teacher: Betulkah?
Me: Belajar menjual diri.
*semi-chaos ensues*
Wow. I actually feel guilty for doing that now. Hm.
SORRY FOR MY LIMITED VOCABULARY.
I NOTICE that I've used the words "and" and "anyway" too often for my entries to be relatively comprehensible!
9:28 AM
Friday, March 6, 2009
Becca is amused
A picture of our "notice board" just last month....
Sec 4 life in action.
Really, if O levels are hell-ish, I can't imagine what A levels will be. Or Uni or Masters or whatever for that matter.
Anyway, went to Vivo today and saw this ad...
XD
And I almost was too late for curfew! I came back at like 10.10, but luckily the girl was nice and pardoned us because it was our first time late ever. It wasn't exactly anyone's fault this time, we all just didn't pay attention to our watches.
Btw, Hui Ting, you totally don't succeed in making me feel guilty anymore.
And it kinda loses its effect after the first ten billion times.
And Sir Leo is NOT COOL. Period.
--- (change in topic)
And I got 58/100 for AMath, when the average was like 75++.. 0_o (progress report crap)
I am going back to KL btw, if my form gets approved... *crosses fingers*
Planning to go home and do lots of shopping...! And go out with everyone. Provided they aren't all too busy studying for SPM or something.. though I sincerely doubt so. But anyways, I'm pretty sure we can meet up at least once, considering that I'll be back from late Monday till Friday. That's roughly four days. Can wan la... I think.
Worst case scenario, I'll just fixate myself in Shuk Huay's house and hang out until my brain rots or something. (which reminds me, I'm missing SPA skill 3 =0 ) Or I'll force everyone to go Desa Park City with me... Or we'll somehow make it for some random celebration.
Huh, tomorrow's Olympiad Maths training and I haven't done a thing.
PS: Mr. Cheng called me BEDRAGGLED TODAY. He also used a plethora of other adjectives describing various states of messiness including dishevelment, of which is the only other word I recall other than bedraggled. Because Bedraggled sounds like Dragged out of bed late.
10:46 PM
Thursday, March 5, 2009
I might just be going back to KL for the March holidays, because its obvious I can't go back during June holidays...
Thoughts, anyone?
6:04 PM
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Oh, I found a word to describe me.
FUBAR
F**ked up beyond all recognition.
7:48 PM
Becca is DISAPPOINTED.
You know the thing on Facebook, the status thinghy? Better yet, Plurk? Yeah, so I'm adding my status everyday before I post.
Anyway, I'm really sad that all the studying that I did so far amounted to NOTHING because I actually made so many careless mistakes that I'll probably fail this AMaths common test. I know that it does help in some way, because now I actually understand and appreciate differentiation, in comparison to the mass of confused blubber I previously was. But what really pissed me off was that the questions were easy and I'll probably get every single one of them wrong due to CARELESSNESS.
I lost 7 marks due to negative signs once, and I'm pretty sure this test's a competitor in terms of record.
BUT I DIDN'T CRY OKAY!
The me-dabbing-my-eye-at-the-staircase thing was due to my bloody (almost literally) left eye! And nothing to do with fricking Amath, although it should, considering all the effort I put it!!!
Also, later on, when the ex-Anderson-MT-class (Nasuha, Liyana, Adi, Faiz) and I went to visit Cikgu Asnah, just to thank her for her help all the while and appreciate her efforts, I got another shock. I FAILED MY MT TEST BEFORE I LEFT ANDERSON IN JANUARY.
And it's an EPIC FAILURE. (if the caplocks aren't hint enough)
I got like 45/110, which is about 40% of a fricking test, a F9! Lowest, out of the entire class.
So I'm feeling like a total loser today, with three failures in my belt already even as March begins. SS, AMath and MT. It's total retardation.
Oh, I scratched Hui Ting by accident today.
SORRY LA.
7:37 PM
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Blogskin changed on request by Wei Ann, Khye Chwin and Shuk Huay who once again complained about its teeny font.
Today ended really quickly because it was, once again, double humans.
I love double humans days because it means less books, and time always seem to actually move at something other than a snail's pace. Of course, I don't exactly hate any subject either, which is also kinda contradictory. Unless of course, you count me hating SS because I failed the fricking subject.
Indeed, I have been blogging very rarely nowadays, to rant or anything. Strangely, it's also because I've rarely been touching my computer, due to all the crap that crops out all so often. Namely, homework. And tests.
(If I put in all this effort and STILL don't get my targeted A1s, I'm really going to kill someone)
But hey, stuff has been okay so far. No major sleep deprivation or death-inducing illnesses. YET. It does mean that things are still relatively okay; I guess all of I've been doing is try to stay positive and wait for the weekend. Key word, try. It doesn't stop me from whining about a lot of stuff..
It also didn't hurt that today I got like one hour of free period-ish cuz Mr. Lee didn't come, causing our Bio remedial to be cancelled.
So I was walking back today, and I realised I left my stupid leave form without handing it in to Ms. Sia and went back to school. And on the way I saw Mr. Cheng, and he was waving at me. I was kinda shocked, because I didn't even expect him to actually remember my name, but he recognized me in all actuality. I think it's maybe I insist that most of his jokes are recycled.
But of course, the classic one was "I can't walk, I can't walk."
Mr. Cheng could have been an actor. Really. He has the charisma.
And stuff so far has still been the same, I'm being collectively bullied by juniors (by bullied, I mean "soft" barefoot steps on feet, singing at me with choir songs, calling me pervy,
Past few weeks also included me Camille and Ee Wan going to shops just to try out cute dresses or just to window shop at stuff. Despite me feeling kinda tied for cash, between Homecoming Day coupons, of which I'm absorbing $30 of its cost and the stupid $30 for MT magazines and the other $30 for the doctor's visit about millennium ago AND some random costs here and there because certain people owe me money. AHEM.
Hm, I realised I have found it unreasonably hard to type something of this length, something previously unimaginable when once I could actually type pages of crap without stopping. I guess lack of practice kinda killed of the ability. Either that, or my crap-o-meter died off.
Probable but unlikely.
Anyway, my stuff has been also thoroughly molested by certain key people. Of course, I appreciate certain parts of the molesting, like April tidying up my desk because she couldn't stand to see the amount of files I stuff inside or Darryl throwing out all my pens that I didn't use anymore, BUT there was also the part where Darryl emptied my freaking wallet and displayed my cards for the world (actually just Nich Khaw) to see. And my IC and EZlink card was there. And it is a universally acknowledged fact that ICs and EZlink cards exist solely to portray you as the most hideous creature possible in pictures. Yeah, it was kinda embarrassing, which I completely conveyed to Darryl, of whom I was sure did it on the sole purpose to find out more about her idol, namely, me.
Right.
Okay, too much influence from elitists..
And, oh, I had trouble with my contact lens again today. So if you noticed me squinting one eyed looking like a retarded pirate-wannabe, that's probably because of that..
Just a small update: My juniors are all freakishly against those of female gender. At least, so they tell me repeatedly. It is a miracle why I'm still heterosexual considering that I face Collins, who goes "** Girls sux" and Niru who's sexist. He apparently finds its fairer than being a racist because he's merely prejudiced against half the human population, which is neater than being a racist and being prejudiced within certain factions of the human population.
6:23 PM
