chain of thoughts

yo mann!

wow, it's been so long since i last posted. check the date. it's been like 2 weeks. anw i've finally returned online. so, not to worry, im not committing bloggicide.

haha here are some stuff i want to share.

the first thing is about crying. Wah Lau, so freakin many girls cried recently you know (hope you're not one of them). and what is it about? RESULTS. sometimes it can really drag your mood down, like when you're presented with a chinese test paper for which you scored an fail/unsatisfactory grade when you were hoping to do very well. if that's the case, i think most girls will choose to cry and whine. it's alright i guess, as long as you feel ashamed after crying and get down to serious work. comparatively, it beats the hell of committing suicide.

speaking of which, i remember a dam funny scene in 03 not long ago...

ben was "modifying" the balloon car for his group in 03 when reg, his group leader, came in.
>reg (instantly appalled): ben you're making the holes in the wheels bigger! oh no! (whine)
(whine whine) ............................................. (whine) ..................................... (wHiNe whine) ...................................................................... (she was really whining la can!) .............. (whined some more) ................................................... (whine whine whine......................................more whininess) (really unpleasant to the ear)

>ben said something in defence, i forgot what, but it doesnt matter.
then reg went out of the classroom, and didnt come back very soon.
and ben realised something might have gone wrong. he put down his things and went out of class immediately.

he tried to look for reg, but she was nowhere in sight. and guess what ben did.

he looked down the parapet.

haha! imagine that, what if he saw reg on the ground three floors below soaked in a pool of blood? walau, i think ben would be haunted for the rest of his life.

lame lah, but let's get back to the subject.

crying. mann, they say crying kinda like helps release your emotions so that they dont get trapped in your heart (by right heart doesnt do any of the feelings processing stuff, if you recall bio, so here its just a figure of speech). and that's also the reason why women have slightly longer lives on average. so does it mean boys should cry more often? no. but that doesnt mean you should force emotions inside yourself either. boys cannot cry, BECAUSE ONLY SISSIES cry. girls are natural sissies la, except "the challenged one". shihui i mean. being challenged is a euphemism for "being retarded". haha!

johnny punny told me this in one spire meeting after we got back the IH essay, "aiyah, just go home and play some game and you'll get over it (he meant the terrible ih score i got)" well, i tell you, HE'S FREAKING RIGHT mann. getting sad doesnt help. instead you should just vent your anger and disappointment on the mindless creeps in the computer first, then plan the next rational step. which is to 不择手段地去 (unscrupulously) improve your studies. that's how i face my failures.

and zhirong's always posing. haiyah! observe the way he walks. bet you, half the time, one of his hands will be in his pocket. and bet you, if he's got a jacket, it will go over his shoulder. look at his expression too. he would always show his "cool" face and greet you with a reverse-nod. haha but at least he's not the cold and unfriendly type. or the hypocritical type. posing might be his only serious problem mann.. haha.. wonder when he drops the habit.

good luck for assessments (and don't die) (jkjk.)

halo.

i thought starting the blog entry with a pleasant halo with a fullstop is a new approach to simplicity. well the idea itself isnt original, because if you go looking around, you'll notice that ben had adopted the same technique. but i still think its fresh and creative.

anyway, yeah, the famous assessment week is finally knocking on our doors. are you prepared? if you are, just open the door and smash it point blank with a fire extinguisher on its head or something. but if you arent, well, good luck and have a jolly good time dealing with the monster. (if you found the paragraph above totally beyond the limits of comprehension, then either a.) youre too stressed thinking about the assessments to make sense of it, or b.) youre a little unenlightened.)

bleargh.

but the thing about assessments is that you shouldnt even be scared of it. you shouldnt see it as a monster that gnaws away your future. understanding the true nature of assessments is critical in your overcoming it. for that, mr lim gave us an insight. well, he told us that tests are not meant to fail you. they are, as the name itself suggests, a test of ability and how well youve mastered a subject.

therefore a test that most have done and failed is a badly-set test. similarly, a test for which everyone gets excellent grades is not successful either. so the moral of the story is that you shouldnt be paranoid. if you know your stuff and have prepared sufficiently, youve got nothing to fear. failure only comes when a.) youre assuming that youve done enough, or b.) youve not done enough at all, or c.) you are plain stupid (which i hope none of you subscribe to).

a very concise gauge of how much youre giving can be summaried in this quote (i forgot who), "lazy are not only those who do nothing, but are also the ones who can do better but choose not to."

so, are you giving your best?

good luck for your A levels (they are only 3 years away.) :)

huh?

oh yeah, the assessment weeks too. hahas.

An Imagism Poem

Background information: This is a poem written by the aspiring young writer XuanD, 15, in response to what his Language Arts teacher had forced everyone in his class to do: Write a personal reflection after reading Florence William's poem. From his language, phrasings and use of poetic devices, we can clearly see his frustration and indignance. This poem had also won the Nobel Prize in Literature for Integrated Programme Students (NPLIPS) in 2005, and has since received much public appraisal. Note: the poem our dear poet was referring to in the poem was Florence William's poem, which was entitled "Crap"

Title: what the hEcK!?

i think this poem totally carries no meaning.
to me its more of a rushed note written by the wife
to the husband than some romantic crap poem.
content of the poem is totally meaningless
mann!

what ice box got blueberries and bread box got bread.
c'mon la if you wanna
call that a poem,
then i tell you,
in my life ive composed thousands of poems.
even this block of text meant for venting anger can be
considered a poem mann. and
her husband's "poem" is no better,
if worse.

oh yeah, i forgot to say,
some of the words are not grammatically correct,
like "plenty of bread in the bread-box."
hey if you wrote that
in ms chan's journals, you will immediately earn a "g" or an "e".
bullshit. what the hEcK!

and see the last line of the stupid words:
several people called up about office hours.
makes no sense! its like youre writing abt what the hell
you put in what the hell at home,
then you suddenly go rambling on about office hours.
c'mon, if that's in the journal,
then you'll receive another bonus:
a comment saying "how do you link this to the text?"

and,
talking about motivation, there is no motivation at all!
coz its, like i said,
just a rushed note to inform the husband
about what the wife left behind in the house.
who needs motivation for a note like that?
talk about nonsense.

and,
if you want me to write such a poem,
then i tell you, ive already written one.
this whole block of text is a better poem than
the two ive just read.
coz first, ive got contents, and,
second, i got very good motivation -
frustration at what we're forced to do.
i mean, what the hEcK, ms chan?!

Administrator's Note

hey guys :-) thanks for supporting my blog. i really appreciate it ;-)

for the past few week or so you notice that i havent been blogging. not that i didnt want to blog, it's just that there was a server crash or something. eveytime i tried to open the create post page, it would always direct me to the "page cannot be displayed" thing, which is so FruStrAtinG!

but for now, i cant really blog, coz as you know the exams are coming. and im so worried about it that i think im getting paranoid! we're like taking all 10 subjects for our level, a combination never possible for the mainstream. not to mention the immense disappointment i'd feel if i were to screw this one up.

so for now i'd like to put down this blogging business temporarily and continue only after the exams. maybe there can be a class outing then, wadya say? haha

cyaz blog. for the moment. nitez :)