Sarah: Omg so half our class is in chem O? Does that mean I’m below average?!
Tessa: I’m probably like in the oneth percentile!! Oneth percentile? Oneth?
Annie: FIRST percentile tessa!
Fangyi snorts.
Sarah: Yeah, you know Tessa, I can totally tell.

GP teacher: When you dream that you’re dying, why do you wake up before you die?
Tianchen: Because God cannot reveal Himself to you in your dream. God is hiding from you.
Class: HAHAHA WTH?

GP teacher: What is the most perfect pair in nature?
Chester: Lone pair.
GP teacher: ….

I’ve changed my french class ): I am so terrified even though I should be happy that I am actually able to change class– intense french lessons ftw right. I’m going to miss xurui xinmin yi-lin and m. quenot and all his weird expressions and sarcastic remarks and the really fun lessons )): VOUS ME MANQUERIEZ BEAUCOUP BEAUCOUP.

I’m also going to have to make red underwear (don’t ask, lihui’s idea, and it’s NOT for ram omg the horror) tonight because it’s Ram’s birthday tomorrow. Look we’re all so old now. 18 seemed miles away not so long ago.

What irked us most today is that all of you behaved as though nothing was wrong– does that mean this is your normal work ethic (if it can even be called work ethic) hmm. It is very painful to part of a minority, especially so since I’m not courageous enough. Talk about tyranny of the minority.

On a happier note, seeing the netsfornets exco H3 chem people (ram weishan fik eden) after the event is over is a much more joyous occasion than usual (: Twas very fun indeed, watching Fik draw 8 benzene rings in an hour, exchanging insults with Eden and listening to Ramyia grumble.

I love my new timetable to bits and for once, I am grateful that the J1s are around! Really, and sincerely.

I am also very motivated to work hard now, since I have realised in a panic this year that I do not have any form of tuition unlike certain people in my class who have many many tuition lessons! :O I am on my own, at the deep end of the ocean. Oh dear.

was a (painful) success!

You should have seen the faces of the those whom we passed by. Well, this adds to the list of ridiculous things that I’ve ever done in the past 17 years. I think “carrying a ladder with friend from Bishan Active back to RJC” tops “acting as a dumb gorilla in front of singaporean and international audiences”.

Finally (:

PRAISE GOD FOR AWESOME WEATHER/NO RAIN, despite the weather forecast! Thank you to all whom I asked to pray for good weather today!

I thought the entire thing was not bad, though it could definitely be better in many areas. Sports were pretty awesome, and merchandise & gameshows went okay. On a whole it was too youthy, and there were random things cropping up in the middle, which is typical of a carnival actually. And there were also very frustrating times that we all shared but oh well, these things happen I guess. I do love our volunteers! They’re great people. Like Andrew says, you just have to give them instructions and the mechanism self-runs! Even when you don’t, they do random things, like how Jun Sheng voluntarily counts the money box like every 15 minutes even though technically he’s a game master and we don’t need to count money that often. Haha super funny. & the superb r g onechapter girls!

I wish I was there to see the closing though ):

I haven’t been (academically or musically) productive this week, but I’m okay with it because the people whom I sai-ganged with are really good company love them so much (: fik eden loong ram short bea joho liangzi weishan nattai etc.

Nat: Why would anyone want magnets actually! I’ve only one magnetic surface in my house and that’s my refrigerator!
Juan: Tsk it’s not a magnet! It’s a bookmark, a magnetic bookmark! You mean to tell me you only have ONE BOOK in your house?!
S George: Correct what, you only read one book at one go! You don’t read five books together, so you only have to use one magnetic bookmark!
Nat: Exactly!
S George: Oh but I guess you could keep changing bookmarks in the course of one book.

Annie lies down on RIEL floor.
Annie: Omg sorry weishan. Weishan probably thinks I’m very undignified.
Weishan: Nah I don’t. You’re alright, ramyia’s much worse. She came in, rolled around the floor and started singing. I had to keep talking to her to stop her from singing!!

S George: Annie, can you please not call two people at one time!
Annie: It’s okay, it doesn’t sound like the guy on my left ear’s gonna answer.
S George: The guy on your left ear?!

Annie: Okay both aren’t picking up. You can give me a third phone, hahaha.
S George: HAHA yeah I would, but you don’t have enough ears!

Thank you everyone who helped in one way or another, giving out flyers, volunteering, or anything! (:

OMG PRAY THAT OPERATION LADDER TMR WILL BE SUCCESSFUL.

COME FOR NETS FOR NETS!

I’m positively shagged (and very hungry, so hungry I drank 2 bowls of soup and feel like eating my two refrigerators now), after trooping down to D B S to collect things, cutting more flyers and helping to pack 800 goodie bags! Yes, I swear we were practically drowning in goodie bags in the RIEL room there was hardly any space left to sit! You know in those movies where you get overrun by cockroaches? Yeah, the same, except with goodie bags. But the goodie bags look really awesome (God bless all our sponsors), so please come down to support! Plus hello 313 @ Somerset & frolick vouchers are given out in the goodie bags so miss this event at your own risk!

I really should not be blogging because there are miles to go before I sleep, but I do this in hope of reaching out to my faithful audience of readers to publicise the Nets for Nets Carnival! (:

The NFN Carnival is about playing sports and games with nets (such as soccer goals, or basketball hoops) to score metaphorical mosquito nets for anti-malaria efforts. This event sims to raise awareness about the problem of malaria, especially in Southeast Asia, through community engagement in sports-related activities.. There’s something for everyone at the Carnival, from 7-a-side soccer and 3-a-side basketball tournaments to mass aerobic sessions to even telematches for kids and families – and that’s not all! Watch Home United FC players in action and meet local celebrity Vernetta Lopez as she weighs in on this problem.

So come on down to BISHAN ACTIVE (near Bishan MRT, opp. Catholic High) this SATURDAY, 6 FEB 2010 anytime from 9AM TO 6PM. Keep fit, have fun, and say NO to malaria with us at the NFN Carnival!

For carnival coupons, please look for me! $10 for $11 worth of coupons!

Everything’s been really fun, and I’m glad I’m slogging through this with people I love– heh the NFN exco is mostly made up of rg girls!

Eden: SHONA are these in numerical order?!
Shona: Um no. are yours?
Eden:YES! How come you’re so disorganised?! HOW ARE YOU FRIENDS WITH FIK?!

Andrew: Eh ramyia elangovan your name is on the list, never take height and weight hohoho! You’ve been blacklisted!
Annie: AIYA she’s already black.
Everyone: Hurhurhurhur.
Fik: Dang I was going to say that!

Erika reading every 313@somerset voucher booklet she packs and exclaiming at the various food discounts.
Erik: OMG ice-cream cupcakes?! I never knew there were such things!
Everyone: ERIK!! CAN YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT FOOD!
( incident x 100 times when everyone’s stomachs were growling)

Annie rips open last bag of goodie bags.
Andrew: Is that the last bag??
Annie: Yep!!
Andrew: Oh my God finally! The sweatshop workman sees the moonlight!!

Andrew: Later we will find that Ramyia has done everything wrong and we will have to re-pack again.
Annie troops over to see why.
Annie: RAMYIAAAA OMG why are you so messy!! Look at Andrew & Erika!
Ramyia: Eh, it works okay.

Jo Ho shoots a question across the room.
Ramyia: Huh? -stones- okay sorry I’m too tired to answer that.

Thank you everyone for the laughter (: and for all the help so many of you have willingly provided in cutting flyers, giving them out, carrying my stuff and all sorts of things! Love you all so much.

Okay back to work. I should wake up earlier to practice for rehearsal on Saturday. Oh PANICS I was supposed to have looked through Tchaik today in school but that totally did not materialise.

The other night my mom told me that she was worried about my future welfare because I take after my dad and like to brood alot. It’s kind of true I guess, I think I think too much sometimes (i.e. now) and with my hyperactive imagination, I create false hopes and high expectations that I may not live up to, which leads to more brooding. Brood-of-the-week (and possibly the rest of the months): Wanting to go certain places but pretty sure I’m not good enough.

I had this epic nightmare the other night. It was so terrifying that it was bizarre. I watched all my friends getting killed by this killer named ‘King Saul’ (yeah seriously what on earth right why would he be called King Saul! King Saul’s from the bible! okay actually I kinda know why King Saul featured in the dream– pastor talked about him that day during service) and I couldn’t do anything because I was watching from a bubble! One group managed to escape but they got caught and was hung in the middle of Orchard Road. Oh God how gruesome and cruel. I still cringe when I think about it. Then it was my turn. I was talking to my parents about something, and the killer arrived in his signature white mercedes limousines, one of which contained a transformer-like robot to destroy the house after the murders. So I yelled at my dad to grab Jackie and run, and at my mum to hide. Somehow, my mum managed to hide in the cupboard under the sink and she asked me to go in, but I couldn’t because I would be sitting on the porcelain dishes! Which is even weirder because in real life, we don’t even keep our dishes under the sink. No one does, I think. But anyway, so I couldn’t hide there, so I was just sitting on the kitchen floor and before I could run anywhere, the killer came in and pointed his gun at me. So I was staring down the barrel of the gun in shock and reciting Philippians 1:21 over and over again, and when he was going to pull the trigger, I woke up in fright. I was so scared because the dream was really vivid– I dream in sound, colour, emotion and texture I kid you not.  My mum thinks that it’s residue from what happened last week. She said it was because I was actually quite afraid at the wake, so I buried the notion of death into the deep recesses of my subconscious, and now it’s resurfacing full-force in a dream. Seriously one of the scariest dreams I’ve ever had, like 200 times worse than the time I dreamt that I was kidnapped and the kidnappers set some venomous snake on me.

Speaking of bizarre dreams, I dreamt that I was forced to buy a $500 bra last night?! Oh dear what is happening to my brain. People say dreams tell alot about one’s current life situation. I wonder what’s mine.

I think I dream/hope too much, and I don’t wait enough, which results in persuaded belief in situations that might not necessary come true, leading to heartache and depression (and even more brooding).

I’ve been sleeping 5 hours for the past two days and I’m completely shagged.

We’ve been reading about adultery and the like during French lessons. Apparently there’s a website (Gleeden.com) that matchmakes adulterers, and from some passages we’ve read, many people think that adultery is no big deal. After the shock wore off, it’s just kind of sad. Where is love today? What is love today?

Love is Jesus Christ pierced and broken on the cross for us. And many of us are not living up to that love.

Yeah, that was just something random that popped into my mind awhile back and I couldn’t help thinking about it more after I read a little of I Kissed Dating Goodbye.

GP teacher: Winston Churchill…
Sarah: Isn’t that our principal?!

Matthew: Why don’t we do number 7–’George W Bush Jr is a joke’ ?
Sarah: I don’t even know who that is!

And um, apparently I’m in the worship ministry? Why do I not know that.

1) Say hello to George Sandner, everyone! (: He’s German, he’s ancient but he’s gorgeous. I got him last Friday, and he comes with a beau bow! Get it get it get the pun!

2) “Your eyes will suffice to give tired men hope.” New York I Love You with Margaret (:

3) Decisions, decisions.

4) Part of the NFN exco just had a recce at Bishan Active.  It was quite fun, with Fik, George and Eden. Well but it wasn’t all happy and easy. There were difficult decisions we had to make. Oh well. Decisions, decisions. The right ones may not be popular, the popular ones may not be right.

5) Childaid tea party in March!!

Lihui: I know lah, he’s quite an important person. Not just some jack, john or….or…um..
Annie: TOM DICK OR HARRY!

Zhaoyang: Are those earrings new? How do you wear them ah? Do you solder them on?
Why am I not surprised lol, this coming from the boy who calls hairbands hair retainers.

Our CT: I diagnose myself with OCD!

George, Eden, Fik and I are walking in a row.
Sydney: Haha you guys look like a posse!
Fik: Yeah, multi-racial posse right.
Annie: Omg omg I want to be the Eurasian!!
Eden: EHHHHHH I want!!

01/24/2010

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Math is the language of love huh HAHA.

“Her life was really rgs, and rgs girls will always be rgs girls. So when we grieve, it’s only right that we come home to do it.” –Mrs. Hoo

I thought I was okay, but I can’t get the image of her in the casket out of my head. I’m talking to Thashi, who’s away and alone in faraway England, who’s hurting all by herself without any of us there, and I don’t know how to help her.

Just can’t let you feel alone
When there’s so much love at home
We’re sending out to you

The Internet’s too cold and hard a tool to send love over. There are many mysterious things about this universe I don’t understand. I have so many questions, still do and I want to talk to people. There’s someone in particular I really would like to talk to, but I don’t know how to broach the topic.

All the courage that you’ve known
The bravery you’ve shown
Clearly lights the way

I was talking to Aaron yesterday about how I shouldn’t go around “shoving pieces of gratitude at people”, meaning thanking them for things that they had no idea they did but had a great impact on me, but I think I should and I would. I want the people I love to know that they did so much for me unknowingly, that I love them here and now. I wonder, if they knew, would it make a difference when they go? Would it make a difference when I see them go? Or am I being selfish here? Self-gratification, maybe. Perhaps we love people because we love ourselves.

I’m not making much sense I’m sorry. Can I please talk to you?

And passwords are not meant to keep friends out. You can ask.