Thursday, March 29, 2007

People, are SUCH money lovers.

Which, sadly, is the case all over the world in this age. Imagine all the trees that have to be killed to print money!!!! MAN, we should start bringing small and big plants around next time, and have gardens so we will save the environment. HEH. A potted bouganvillea can pay for one meal, a rain tree can pay for your car. So good right?? All you need is green fingers, and a huge patch of soil. No money?? Just steal a seed of a rain tree from your neighbour! Solve all your problems.

Damn. I should stop coming up with ridiculous ideas.

I meant to talk about the revision of civil servants' pay, but somehow digressed to botany. -.-" How related.

Anyway...the bottom line is, civil servants have large bottomless pockets. To put all that money in. Wha lau they get paid so much la!!! I won't even SMELL the amount of money they receive in an entire lifetime (sad.) let alone in a year. Unless, of course, I become a civil servant la. -.-" But that's not going to happen, cos I, like most other Singaporeans, am politically apathetic. Of course, all these apathetic people occasionally rouse themselves out of their politically untouched caves to watch the polls, or, in this case, to grouch about how high civil servants' pay are going to be. (I've always wondered why they say civil servants?? Cos it's just the ministers what. =/ Say ministers la. Say civil servants so leading!! I was so excited cos I thought my father would get pay rise. Phooey.)

But I understand the whole rationale behind it la...you people realise Singapore's kinda short of good budding young politicians?? (Singapore has 3.4 million politically untouched caves. Heh. Exaggeration!) Ya so...being the money lovers that we are, of course you must pay ministers more to keep those people there. Who would want to work for the government if the private sector pays 2 times more?! Ya. That's the whole catch. Hence the sky high pay. Eh. Ministers don't have a easy job okay!! Tsk tsk. They don't just stand there every night and smile nicely for the 930 news on channel 5 and the 10 'o clock news for channel U! It's a high stress job I suppose.

On a totally unrelated note, March Progress Report is out, and I did better than I expected. I thought I'd fail everything except GP, which turned out not to be the case. I managed to scrape through for everything!!! WHOOOOOO!!! My mother laughed at my report la. Despite the long string of Es. Those thunderclouds gathered on her face...until she came to the last line. Cos when GP turned up to save the day, there was a B. -.-" Plus a 95 percentile beside it. Damn nice I tell you. It should have a separate report card all for itself. All the result so lousy then suddenly one so good. -.-" (I dunno what's wrong with me la. Anyway, for the record, I got lucky with GP. I don't usually do THAT well. Just sufficiently well anyway.) Anyhow, she saw it, her eyed widened, she took a second look. An incredulous expression crossed her face, and she started laughing. LOL. I dunno what's so funny also leh.

But enough about GP. ALL MY OTHER SUBJECTS ARE SUFFERING!!!!! It's all the SYF's fault I tell you. Band, band, bands and their fascination and obsession with GWH. It's bloody time-consuming, I tell you. All that effort just for what, 10 mins onstage. *sighs in suffering* Ah, well. It'll be over soon. In 2 months time. @#$%^&*! Why JC band SYF so late?! I want to study one okay?! DAMN. And so SYF and band spoils my day again. I should stop feeling so violently about almost everything. My emotional state of mind is going to go soon. HAHAHAHAHAH...

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, March 23, 2007

*quivers quietly in a corner clutching a blankie*

Please please please...let tomorrow be a good day. I don't expect too much la. Just let me sound nice, be able to play music, get my notes correct, and NO combined sectionals please please please... *quivers quietly in a corner clutching a blankie* Please...but at least now I can play those damn notes fairly okay. I hope. At least, I could do it today la. But please please please...don't let me get tortured tomorrow. Slaughtered. Squashed. Skinned alive. Oh well. I don't expect much la. I don't want to keep my hopes up...I sounded fairly nice today. Spent half the afternoon in the guys toilet in the 2nd floor of the Audi block (which, thankfully, is very very ulu with nobody inside). :/ I dunno why. But everytime anybody tries to teach me flute stuff, we nearly always end up in the guys toilet. Why can't we ever go into the girls'?! Timothy did it, now Kejian. So exciting right!!! Plus, halfway through my 'lesson' a guy came into the toilet. HENG he only wanted to wash his hands. But I clearly saw him SMIRK at me. Purposely use the sink I was standing in front of somemore. WHY? Never see girl in the toilet before is it?! (OK la. Maybe not.) Anyway, Kejian's not a bad teacher...I improved like almost immediately. (: Hope it'll keep up tomorrow, but as I said, I won't keep my hopes up much.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

An eye for an eye!! A tooth for a tooth!

I'm surrounded by fools! All thus consumed by madness!!

Well. The title's supposed to be the other way round, but I'm too wound up to care. JC life has been...an eye opener. You meet people with personalities you've never experienced before..my mom says it's good preparation for life in the world at large. We'll just have to see. In the meantime...I just have to open my eyes and learn from the masters. Ah...I'm rambling. Ugh.

Well...talking about my personal feelings have never been remotely entertaining...(I like people to think that I'm a boring person.) Hence, I shall spare you and feed you some more interesting news.

As I was saying the first sentence...well. It's self-explanatary. The following stories will show you why some members of Homo sapiens don't deserve the description "the only moral beings with sentinence". Emphasis on the words moral and sentinence. Human beings like to think that they're smart, and that they are the only ones with morals. Please!! I think human beings are just gas-filled bags of selfishness and greed. Not forgetting stupidity of course. (By the way, not all human beings are like that. Thank goodness.)

Story number one came from...my econs teacher. It's rather disturbing really, so if you have a weak heart, please. Go away. I don't want to be the cause of erm...heart attacks or strokes. Anyhow....it seems that kidney harvesting in Australia is somewhat on the rise...in nightclubs. Of all places. Apparently, people get drugged during their partying...wake up in a bathtub full of ice...with this message written on their chests..."Call *** right now or you will DIE." *** is the number of the hospital. So. These poor citizens, was seized with a panic fit, and of course they called the damn number. The people at the hospital erm....scarily, have already seen several such cases...asked him to check for a long scar down his back...and ya. He did have such a scar. They practically fell off their feet ordering to get back into the ice and STAY THERE until they sent help. Cos you know what?? Those sick perverts already harvested both his kidneys.

SEE?? That's what will happen if you can shop for organs. One kidney raked in about $10,000 dollars...

EEW. Totally sick stuff. See what I told you about being greedy?? And then there's the stupid part. Even the smartest people are guilty of being stupid. Take for example this real-life story. Happened in my school some more. It all began with my class and I walking along the corridor...when we spotted this pool of blood (really!! It WAS a pool. In fact, there were 3 pools.) on the staircase landing. With all the HODs standing by confering among themselves. I was thinking, 'WOW! So drama. And what's with the attendant person standing there leaning on the railing like he's gonna collect money for this bloody attraction." Okay. Very -.-" I know. But let us continue with the story.

The blood belongs to this guy who jumped down the staircase and bashed his head into the low ceiling beam. Incidentally, he's from the smartest class in his year. -.-" Still jump. Anyway...the story goes that he was chasing after his friend....tried to take a small jump off the staircase...and BAM! He hit the sign that says "Please mind your head". Talk about irony. And I think that's they sign on which someone wrote "OKAY." He had to be wheeled off in a gurney. Poor guy. He may not be as smart when he wakes up.

MAN! I sound rather insensitive. But I assure you, I fully symphatize with him okay!! =/

HAHAHAHA...anyway. Today was...shitty. Enough said.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

It's a bloody jungle out there!!

*shudders* I dunno where to begin!! So many things happening, so little time to record it all down for prosperity.

Now, let us plunge into my academic woes. There's nothing better I like to do than proclaiming my stupidity to the world at large. March Common Report's gonna be released soon...and it'll be nothing short of a comedy on paper. I know I'm going to do relatively okay for GP, but as for the rest, well, let's just say I JUST about failed everything. Just. Take for example my chemistry test. The passing grade was 10.5, and moi the genius just had to score 10. -.-" CRAP. I really am just failing. This is nothing short of a calamitous disaster. (Ok. It's NOT, but I'm just trying to impose my wealth of vocabulary on you lesser mortals. *smirks* HAHAHAH. Just joking.)

I'm worried for...well. Almost everything. AND band still never fails to bring whatever happy mood I possess come crashing down over the tips of my ears. )':

ON top of it all...my new timetable reeks of bad rubbish. They (the fantastique! school administration) bloody took away my earliest day!!! Now I have to go home at 3 almost everyday. CRAP again. Plus the infuriating 3 hour wait for....wait for it, PE. Just one bliddy period, and we have to wait 3 freaking hours. @#$%^&*! This sort of thing just excites all those dormant pimples on my face I tell you!! They're just waiting for an opportunity to make me look covered with red boils, and they've bliddy succeeded. Thank goodnes for my thick curtain of fringe to reduce such unglamness.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Trends of modern pomposity

Man, politics make for critic fodder. I dunno who said that, but it's definitely true. Hahahaha...granted, the PAP does do a great job of caring for citizen's welfare. Compared to other countries, we're definitely trodding along the right track.

Anyway, after that paragraph of um, praise for our government...I will presently launch into the main topic of today. (I DO tend to beat around the damn bouganvillea, no?)

Finally. The HDB housing estates has always sported this phenomenen of love-lorn couples squashed together by the overzealousness of Cupid. Just the other day, I managed to chance upon one such couple as I was on my way to the bus stop. These particular victims of Cupid were engaged in sucking each other's faces with enough force to clear their other half of any facial germs and bacteria, not to mention hair. =/ (oops)

This passionate behaviour brings to mind the phenomenen the papers affectionately name PDA (public displays of affection). If you think about it...there isn't any other place for couples to show affection what...deterrants like hawk-eyed parents at home immediately strike off the most private place for DAs (displays of affection). So of course do in public la!!

Of course, moi the genius will come up with yet another solution!! Okay. Levity over.

What the government should do is to come up with another campaign, since they seem to love doing so. They govern almost every aspect of our lives, from toilet habits to health. So why not our love lives as well?? I feel that they should built private cubicles for these hormone-raging couples to engage in 'not-so-public displays of affection' Ejecting mechanisms can be implemented to ensure that they do not hog the cubicle, resulting in long queues outside. Of course, they must pay la!! To contribute to our steady economic growth.

Oh, one drawback is that Singapore does not have enough land to built so many ACs (affection cubicles) so...why not adopt HDB's idea, and integrate these ACs in all the awkard corners of HDB flats?? After all...the favourite haunts of these couples seem to be of the HDB variety...so just make use of exisiting unused corners to get rid of unsightly behaviour lor! Can put some in MRT, SBS, taxi??

Okay. This is just a joke la. I'm spouting nonsense as usual.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Laugh, cry, choke and die.

Music theory exam was...irritating. I had the glorious misfortune to sit in an area with an abundance of hyperactive people. Take for example the obnoxious little male twit sitting (no wait, he wasn't sitting. He was not in a single place at any one time.) Fidget fidget fidget, flip his paper, tap his pencil, scratch his head, breathe like a rhinoceros, all while doing that paper. Kids nowadays have such AMAZING powers of multitasking. He was so darn good at getting on my nerves la. AND so, being the ever aggressive being that I am, I gave him a LOOK. He felt the immense power behind that one glance, and promptly stopped whatever he was doing. (which happen to be quite alot of things..) HA! The power of my eyes. (:

On the other side of the spectrum...Hymm to the Sun, is giving me a run for my money. I can't play the running notes fast enough. To make things worse, Kejian, the pro one, runs them perfectly, hence placing immense pressure on me to perform as well. Which, thus far, hasn't happened yet. FIE!!

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Someone said that image is important. It's true.

I was riffling through my photos...and I realised that I seldom post pictures on my blog. I'm just not photogenic la!!!! I endeavour to keep my viewers away from my stupid moments. Thank god I have those few and precious pics, or I'll resort to walking around with a brown paper bag over my head. (Incidentally, Wan Hsin and I think that brown paper bags are one of the best things in the world. (:Cheap thrill, I know.)

Anyhow, these are my favouritest pics!!


Nice right! I know I look like a bank robber on account of the navy blue beanie, but another favourite pastime of Wan Hsin and I are to take mirror photos. Nice right!!! My 'twist' so nice la. Hahahaha. Okay. I'm being an ass.



















Nice right?? The scenery was just AWESOME. My legs look like sticks though. -.-" Must be the parka.

This one's just for a laugh. Anyone who really knows me know I like to do stupid things. Well. This is one of them embarassing stuff that I'm chronically prone to coming up with.

As you can see, that's me. That's what my dear lovely section did to me. -.-" Hahahaha...The spastics' spastic SL.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

To BE, or NOT to BE. That's the question

Me, the PALADIN! Has been sadly reduced to summarizing my day for the poor netizens who regularly take an inquisitive peer at my blog. Man, I hate reading blogs who start with "today ah..." Oh puh-lease. Give me a break! The ZZzzzz monster would capture me immediately. However, I shall break this sacred rule just this once, because it made a GREAT impact on my sad, pathetic life.

BAND SUCKS.

It's not so much the people. It's the MUSIC man, the MUSIC. No more passion for what I used to love doing...I can't stand the fact that I have to take so damn long to warm up to a good sound. :'( Ah, well...I don't want to play for SYF!!! Choice piece currently sounds like a pig going through the incinerator. (Eeeww. I realise that's quite gross.) Anyhow...I dunno. They wouldn't NOT let me play for SYF. Which, I think is rather unfair. I can't play for nuts anymore; they just want to make up the numbers. I sound like crap, and my school work's piling up. No time to prac! Damn damn damn. HOW. 65 freaking days to the SYF. I need a miracle.

;and the DODO has the final say.

Monday, March 05, 2007

You do your best thinking at NIGHT

Yes, I know I'm weird, managing to think even when I'm sleeping...I woke up halfway last night with the crazy urge to retake my Chinese. (Don't even try to ask me why. I abhor studying the subject.) Mind, it doesn't mean that I hate Chinese. I like the language. Quite. I just hate studying and sitting for exams...especially when I keep getting the minimum pass grade for the Oral component. *strangles air* My spoken Chinese very bad meh!!! :s

"If you know you are going to fail, then fail gloriously." - Cate Blanchett

Anyway...this year's batch of J3s did fantastically well. Congratulations to all! Of course, there're those who got less than expected, but that's okay. Life goes on people. It's not the end of the world. The whole point of our parents bringing us into this world is not to pass the A levels with flying colours. I'm damn sure there's more to life than that.

"The finish line is just the beginning of a whole new race." - Susan Saint James

I realise that blogging in Singlish makes your post end up sounding quite...juvenile. To a certain extent. I think it's got something to do with the fact that excessive exclamation marks have to be put in after every 'la' or 'meh' you insert in your post. (Refer to the last sentence of paragraph 1 for a good example.)

The world is really screwed. The environment is running amok. Global warming?? El Nino effect?? La Nina effect?? (Yes. There really IS La Nina. El Nino's for hot, La Nina for cold. I think.) I attended the NUS workshop the other day...although it made my ass hurt like a stuck pig, it was really informative. About environmental stuff...plus, the food was scrumptious.

"We are part of the Earth, and the Earth is part of us. What we do to Mother Earth, she will do unto us." - Chief Seattle

I can't remember the exact quote, but if memory serves, that should be about it.

Anyhow. We're destroying the Earth, and nobody really cares (except for those environmentalists of course.) The news that matters today is why the hell Britney Spears went to shave her head, who's with who in school, or some fickle and irrelevant stuff and nonsense. Sure, it's entertaining, but these are not things that I want to remember when I lie on my deathbed. The world is becoming more and more perverse...every corner you turn, SEX screams into your face. I did more of my night thinking...and was wondering if a scenario like in the movie "The Day After Tomorrow" would happen in my lifetime, and imagine how scary that would be.

"The Earth was not given to us by our parents. It is loaned to us by our children."

I don't know who this quote is by, but yea. It made sense after Mr Tong explained it to us. We have no right to destroy something that doesn't belong to us, and let the repercussions fall on the shoulders of future generations. Oh well. Such is the world in the 21st century.

I know I sound so...pious and all. But whatever la. Issues of the 21st century and all. We should be considering this instead of focusing on Britney.

I've forgotten what I wanted to say. Shucks.

Oh yea. Eh people. Stop laughing at my hair already. I know it's damn short - it wasn't intentional. :'(

"Even the worst haircut eventually grows out." - Lisa Kogan

;and the DODO has the final say.

Friday, March 02, 2007

a barrage of events

And here I thought JC2 was turning out to be the most boring and stressful year of my life. -.-" So exciting la!! Today...is a GOOD day. First up!! I didn't do as badly for my math vectors test as I expected. I even had this really drama nightmare, where I found out I got 2/20. -.-" Plus, it was accompanied by the scary music. The sort that you hear in Jaws...'deng deng deng deng deeeeeeeng....' Wha I tell you my heart beating damn fast. LOL. But the bad thing is, I was 1 lousy mark to a pass. (I know I very lousy la.) And I COULD HAVE passed. Cos after I found the intersection of 3 planes, I was so happy I forgot to write the damned answer down. ARGH!!!!! HOW CAN! *breathes noisily*

Second exciting business of the day. My A level Chinese results. *sighs* HAIX. Not bad la. At least I passed. I quite happy already. But I didn't get an A! Or a B! Hahahahaha...of course la! I have never done well for Chinese in my whole entire life. Except for the Promos la. But that was lucky. (: Clovis was ecstatic that he got an S. Until he saw that Christianne did better. HAHAHAHAHa. So bad la those 2. 1% and 0% in the whole level. *tsk tsk!*

3rd not-so-exciting business. ERNEST and JOHNNY WOOSH laughed at my hair. Took them quite long to notice la (I cut it before CNY). Johnny I can understand. He's like damn slow la. Now then he realised that my specs are quite unique (the glass doesn't reach the sides of the frame) AND I WORE IT TO KOREA CAN. EVERYDAY SEE HIM FOR 7 DAYS. 24/7 can. So failure. But Ernest ah....tsk tsk. Say what helmet! Still knock my head!!! GRR!!!! ANGRY! Hahahahahaha...

4th jaw-dropping business. MY FAVOURITEST SENIOR OF THEM ALL got like 8 As. 8 freaking As for the A levels. @#$%^&! PERVERT la.

5th squirmish business. Aiya...got caught by John just when I was about to leave the Leo meeting. *grins sheepishly* I was standing at the door waiting for Xinling...then I heard someone calling "eh FLORENCE! FLORENCE!" I panned the room when the person was just beside me. -.-" John the President of the Leo Club himself la. Want me to stay back for some meeting. LOLS. And I thought I was pretty invisible.

6th exciting revelation! I sounded so nice on the flute today!! With the exception of that one atrociously sounding high C of course. But not airy!!! YAY!!! Must be Nigel la. He has a negative influence on me. "Florence. Your sound ah, very airy ah." @#$%^&*! I know la...but somehow it's only airy in front of him leh. He makes me nervous la. LOL. Hahahahahah...

7th one is the most exciting of all. I got to be an extra in Royston Tan's new film!! So exciting right. Granted, I was acting the part of the student. (DUH) But being in a film with a part no matter how small is always exciting. (:

8th piece of good luck! No tuition today!!!! WHOOO!

;and the DODO has the final say.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

OH MY WORD!!!

Oh my word indeed! This world, which turned topsy-turvy a long time ago, is finally turning again!! Still not the right way up, mind. (: Looks like the fashion of this age is to mimic the people of centuries and centuries ago. Think B.C. Wondering what sparked this train of thought off??

OH MY WORD! I read in the newspapers...that a freaking 9 year old is now freaking PREGNANT. o.O This is like those people from the ancient tribes of some ulu country in some ulu-never-thought-of time who bethrothed girls of age 7 up to some old guy...it was fashionable okay!! I always wondered how they were old enough to handle being a mother. =/ Anyway...BUT in this age??????? And the government complains that not enough women are giving birth cos they don't want kids. Come on la. Even kids are giving birth. Still complain for what?? It's outrageous I tell you. What next?? Legalised marriage at 12?? And the worst thing is, she had sex cos she wanted to see how it worked. First time, pregant already. With her classmate or something like that somemore. Yet another SIAO 9 year old. The world is getting scarier by the day...pregnant at 9 indeed.

What are the parents doing man!!! I mean, there was this counsellor who was admonishing them la. Said something along the lines of "there is no too young for sex education." I sympathise with the parents man. This counsellor deserves to be slapped. You can't blame them for thinking that she's too young to know about sex what...which parent in their right mind would traumatise 9 year old kids about the dangers of experimenting with sex?! They're still supposed to be innocently stuck in the world of Enid Blyton, for goodness' sake. Imagine. Somewhere in the near future...we envisage hordes of parents clutching sex education phamphlates, sitting anxiously in front of their newborn baby's crib...telling them bedtime stories about the dangers of sex. "Once upon a time...there was this 9 year old kid..." What would happen to the exciting stories of Goldilocks and the 3 bears????? NO age too young my foot.

Aiya...of course their fault what. Then who else to blame?? The media meh. TV shows meh. Their schoolmates meh. The school meh. The teachers meh. The magazines meh. The American novels which describe the damn act in such vivid detail meh. Aiya...of course the mama and papa fault la!! LOL.

;and the DODO has the final say.

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