(P)athetic (I)dea

I have not been blogging properly these days cause I've been oh so very busy. Just felt like wasting my time typing my nonsensical thoughts out before I finish up my PI.

I really want to meet the guy whose head generated this fantastic, creative idea of having Project Work. And, even more impressive, his idea of integrating his already superb initial idea into our A levels grades. I really want to meet him.

Then, we can have a good chat and I can ask him if he had concussion when he thought of this idea. Or whether he had a distorted memory of his childhood and teenage years that he felt the pressing need to reach out to the unfortunate others out there to land them in the same fate. And, losing their sanity. Just like him.

Okay, fine. I am kidding. If you are the person mentioned above, I just want to say you succeeded cause I lost my sanity and I find humor in making fun of a guy who probably does not even exist.

I am just gonna complain and complain today because... I am a Singaporean.

Since when do you measure one's fitness according to how far they jump?! I can run, I can do inclined pull-ups, I can do push-ups, I can do sit-ups and all other -ups you can think of but because I can't jump, I am certified unfit.

THANKS, another-non-existent-guy-B-whom-I-seek-comfort-in-bitching-at-now.

I got 158 and I'm supposed to reach 160. And, I passed every single station already. Tell me, how not to get angry.

This world has got to be overhauled la.

Okay, wasted enough time already. Now do PI and email to Mr Chiang later.

I leave you with this homies.

Ama: (smsing while queuing to buy food) Zixi, what is your number?

Zixi: Are you hitting on me? (raise eyebrows, flattered eyes)

Ama: Err.. no...

Zixi: 983...

Ama: Your queue number, darling.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Drowsy Fist

Has been a while has it not. Busy busy busy. Sick sick sick.

I booked out of CTC early yesterday cause I was at the lowest point of my health. Threw up countless of times and the chicken burger I had for recess came out. Only that it looked and tasted less appetising. I took my pills during the camp and amidst soccer cheering, I just zonked out. I swear I heard no cheers, no shouts, no whistles. I just slept.

Reached home at 815pm, washed up a little and by 830pm, I was gone. I woke up at 1030am. Good sleep but bad headache. But, still, good sleep.

Just took my pills again and I'm very drowsy. So if there is no flow in this post, do forgive me.

PI is due next Friday and that means all J1 who are in this miserable education system have to hand it in as well. Just got an edited PI from Mr Chiang via email and there's so many things to be done. And it doesn't help I am not that familiar with drawing tables on Microsoft. If only we could write... No, not really.

Oh, got back my CSE research essay. Did relatively well, Band 2, 19/30 cause all the ones I asked either had Band 3 or as far as Band 7. You know, it really put a smile on my face whenever I see "Good effort Amalina!" or "Excellent!" on my essays cause I feel that my effort is recognised by the marker. And, that makes me feel good.

You know, when I was in Primary School, I was really inclined towards language and arts and I was really convinced this is an area I really want to be in. Just writing on and on about topics that have no one answer to it or just reading, understanding or not, articles and reviews on anything that interests me.

Then, in TK, I discovered my passion for Science cause the Science department there is solid like a rock. Teachers were awesome and everything was really.. Science-y. Since we were all streamed according to our ability in Science, the more I studied it, the more I seem to like or to at least, forced myself to like it. And it worked. Language did not appeal to me much cause what we did was so mundane- comprehension, summary on fictional stories. No one is to be blamed but it bored me.

Now, in MJ, the Science department is solid too but at the same time, we are exposed to real issues and current affairs to discuss about and write in our essays. And, that, interests me once more. It's like finding your old love after being separated forever.

Drowsy. Drowsy.

I need to sleep now.

PI, you are next.

6th Student Council

I GOT IN.

AND, I'M THE FIRST IC FOR INVESTITURE.

AND, I'M ON MC.

BEST.

SYIOK.

die.

Election

I've been busy and lazy these days and I can safely tell you that these two don't complement each other.

First thing first, election. It went off really well actually, if you don't count sitting on a chair with both knees touching each other and not allowed to talk for 2 hours and no yawning or slouchnig either. It happened very fast for me and when the emcee called out my name and number, I can vaguely remember the nerves or even standing up for that matter. But, I remember the claps. The funny thing was, I cannot remember doing the speech and it was like I was jolted back to reality when I said, "thank you" and I turned around. I was like, "Eh, finish? So fast".

Alvin came up to ask me a question during Q&A and it was alright. Nothing too mind-boggling or anything but it was during the general Q&A where the any nominee can volunteer to answer that I lost my countenance. A few questions were raised and Edwin, Samuel and a few others were like, "Ama, Ama, go go now. Clear your mind, you can do this,". But, I couldn't cause I was too nervous and I couldn't hear the question clearly.

Then, Zaki asked, "Which is more important to you? School work or council work? Don't tell me equally important cause I want to know which is more important," And, sub-conciously, I raised my hand and because I can't just pretend that my hand was not raised in front of the whole cohort, I answered the question.

I said school work and they clapped. Then, I told them, I still want their votes. They laughed.

Tomorrow is the results. Hoping for the best but since shit happens, even if I am not selected, it was a great learning experience. Good luck, 6th Student Council Nominees!

Physics test on Wednesday, Atomic quiz and CSE SBQ test on Friday.

GP has been really fun and darling but it's the compre bit that spoils it. I never liked compre and things will not be different with GP compre. GP essay is more refreshing in a sense that it's your opinion and if you substantiate it wisely, you can never be wrong.

That's whay I like, to never be wrong.

Okay, I'm off to do some of my tutorials.

It Happened Again

A really quick one again. It's so hard to blog on weekdays. So much to do, so little time.

1) Election went off really well. Much much better than I thought it would. Will update more!

2) Mr Chiang is the bomb. The perfect example of how a teacher should be. Do what is only necessary; don't underdo or overdo. He happy. We happy.

3) GP is still the bomb also.

4) Physics, I'm catching up with you. Newton Loser Law. it's nothing personal, newton.

5) Everytime I do this, I will feel the need to shit.

6) So, I will.

7) Bye loves, unless of course you live in Aljunied.

8) OH! Tomorrow is Friday. Happy. Happy.

It's Numbered

This is really quick.

1) Tomorrow is Election Day. Speech ready. Q&A is the only worry. Wish me luck!

2) Got S for my recent Chemistry Lecture Test. Loads of bull I tell you, but lets be optimistic here, it's a sub-pass yo! There's a pass in there, so it gotta be good.

3) 1st in class for GP timed essay. Not really good marks just a B.

4) I need to shit now.

5) I love you guys!

7) Bye.

Love TK; Love Aljunied Not

Okay people, this is gonna be a looong post.

So I went down to Kallang to support TK band and I knew when I came home I would feel even worse. I missed TK like siao already and when I sat there amongst the other TKsians and the class of 2007, it felt right. Nothing could've spoilt it. Even better, when I was talking to Mr Yusri, Mr Singh (2 of my favourite people) and some others, it was just like good old days again. Comfortable like hell, almost like I was back home.

And yeah, TK won Gold with Honours but not Best Display Band. I must agree with Wan Fong that it just didn't felt right when they performed. It was a Gold standard performance but it was clearly not TK's standard. The way I see it, just take it as a time for all of you to reflect on your performances, maybe it was complacency but whatever it is, when the next competition comes, we'll be ready to get that title back. We are here to back you up.

Congrats TK Band!

You know, I'm really trying hard not to give a biased opinion or any of those things you've learnt in SBQ but I still think in terms of cheering Class of 2007 was still the best. This year's people are a mile behind us but there were a couple who went around fervently to ra-ra the crowd. Like Fong said, gimme 70 2007 people, we can cheer louder than the whole school could yesterday. But, good game all. God, I miss TK.

Okay, so the next part is the highlight of my post. It is crazy, by the way.

After the band competition, I was supposed to go City Hall for dinner with the gang but I forgot I had promised Adrian that I would meet him. I called him and I knew he was angry and he kept chanting I stood him up. Then he called again just to tell me he was at Kallang already and wanted to meet for a while so we could talk. Hello, what the hell happened to handphones?

Anyway, I walked from Kallang and met him at a junction somewhere along Sims Drive and I was expecting him to just go berserk and be in a trance but he was calm. Bad sign. And we walked and walked and walked cause apparently he said he knew the way to the MRT station. I think it was along Sims something, next to a highway and when there was nobody there, he went mad. Not angry mad, okay well maybe a little of angry mad but it was more of Woodbridge mad. And he went on and on and on and he ran and turned into a corner and then, he was gone.

And suddenly I was alone at some ulu lame ass place, almost like Twilight Zone called Aljuneid. And I was lost.

I checked my phone signal and there wasn't any signal and I panicked even more. I walked further up just to find residential blocks and more highway. There was this school called Manjusri Sec and because I've seen it during my train rides, I knew I was not exaclty lost but because I don't know where I was, that is considered lost. And, even the blocks were ulu, who the hell lives in that kind of place? So dark and... ulu.

Long story short, called Julia, Teng, Sue andYap and they were my manual GPS. I walked all the way from Kallang to Aljunied MRT station and you know, when everything goes wrong, everything goes wrong. I was walking under this shelter and there was 'pakk', 'pakk' sound and of course, I thought it was a Pontianak then suddenly, this apek rode on his bicycle and said, "It's the rain, don't be afraid".

Hell, sure I won't be afraid when you just did your Jumper act on me, apek!

I went through all that shit because one guy who probably had grown boobs instead of chest hair thought it was fucking cool to do his PMS on me. And, I thought we were friends, sucker.

It was my fault, I know but was there a need to do this shit? Why can't you just get angry and shout at me to make yourself feel better just like the rest of the 18 billion people living in this world would? I am sorry because it was my mistake but screw yourself upside down, friend.

Ju and all said I walked really fast from Kallang all the way to Aljunied so I deduced the only good thing that came out from this is that, sure pass 2.4km!

Aljunied and I just don't click anymore, not that we used to. If you live in Aljunied, we probably won't click either. Aljunied is effing ulu, I really think nobody should live there. It was dark, ulu, old people on bicycles and there was no signs of life. Omg, please leave Aljunied if you live in Aljunied.

Okay, fine. I don't hate you just because you live in Aljunied. But, it's your crib that is standing between us, y'all.

And the best is yet to come.

In the train at Kembangan, this one Eurasian guy who was standing right next to us fainted. He fell down face first and he turned his body around with his eyes staring at our direction. His head was in the way of the door and he laid motionless for more than 10 seconds. All I did was scream and chanted "OMG!". Yap jumped up and shouted "What the fuck?!". The guy then just stood up after that and walked out like nothing had happened.

There was something about his eyes that disturbed us. It was just piercing and all of us thought he was dead.

Hope he is alright now. And if anyone of you happens to go out with me, please schedule your fainting slot to the next available period when I'm not around cause all I can do is say "OMG!".

Phew. That's it. All in a day's work.

Now, I have to do my homework. The things I do for TK are amazing... at the expense of my homework. But, I love TK and I don't love homework.

Congrats if you reached the end. :D

77% Scoring A

The best thing about being a Meridian is that you get to have a holiday today. Okay, end of story.

Anyway, I have nothing much to say but since I miss this space, I am here now without anything on my mind. Oh wait here comes one...

TK sports day later at 230 but I'm not sure if i can make it. I really want to go but I have other things on and that sucks balls. You know, everytime I go back TK and I see the familiar faces again, yeah true, the agony of missing the school gets healed but once I pass the gates, the agony gets worse. It's like I never want to leave. I just want to stay there, in the library and doing my work. Everytime I am coming back to TK, I'll walk really fast and once I'm in the compound, I just get that feeling, you know.

God, I love TK. I miss TK like craaaaazy.

Anyway, interview yesterday was pretty okay, I guess. I am not really sure how I fared but I felt comfortable and there was an on-going conversation, no long awkward pause. One of the questions from the councillor was this: Why did the chicken cross the road? My jaw dropped, hit the floor and inside, I was exploding with laughter. But, interview with the seniors was worse than the teacher cause they put on a facade and it's very uncomfortable, actually.

The interview was with Mr Tan and there was nothing pressurising about it. He asked me to do a self-intro first and this was what I said, "Hello.*silence* My name is Amalina but you can call me Ama. I'm from Tanjong Katong Secondary and I'm in love with the school. I love Chemistry by the way and I love GP."

It was actually quite fun doing the interview with Mr Tan cause initially I had this impression of him of being... hard to please. But, nice guy so can la.

LATEST NEWS: 77% OF MJC STUDENTS SCORED A FOR PW 2007.

Congrats, muggers!

I need to redo the format of my PI now.

The Apple Should've Killed Him

I have so many things on my mind now that I have to just pour out.

Anyway, I was drunk during GP today. I couldn't analyse the paradox in the question and I was praying that Mr Chiang wouldn't call my name. But, he did and I think most probably because I wasn't responsive in tutorial at all today unlike other days. And, I gave the stupidest answer, no other drunk JC student would and I malu-ed myself. A first time to everything...

Oh, then we had a current affairs quiz. Again. I told him that he should stop giving us these quizes cause all it does is step on my ego and mash it up and making me feel even stupid. So, he suggested doing Singapore-related questions since familiarity and all. And, guess what, I had nothing about our ministers. Zero. Kosong.

If I don't know anything about my country, I wouldn't know anything about the world.

I am a politically-apathetic Singaporean student. I rest my case.

Anyhoo, Maths test tomorrow and I still have some revision to do. You see, this is killing me slowly because I still don't feel the urgency, you know the kinda rush to study really hard for. A year ago, okay fine, maybe 10 months ago, I felt the need, the purpose to study cause it only makes sense to study for Os. But now, even promos are still quite far away and Mid Year is still 4 months away. And besides, I cannot even get my Physics right so it's, in a way, demoralising. Screw you, Newton! (okay, i don't mean that, Isaac)

JC, JC, JC. Why, why, why.

Anti-climax a bit. I blended these fruits just now- mango, banana, apple and carrot. Yummy! Go try it but make sure its 2 bananas.

I miss TK so much. More than ever. I'd do anything to be officialy a part of TK again- with the class of 2007 and the teachers and those times playing again. Anything.

Anyway, the following has nothing to do with any of you so you can say sayonara now.

you. i'm really glad we had that talk just now cause it cleared everything up. and, thank you because you were honest and sincere so i wouldn't feel odd coming clean and not hiding anything from you anymore. you see, i need to move on and this is holding me back so i'll pretend that all that took place between us was just a mistake. a moment or rather, 2 years of foolishness and immaturity and now that we can think better, we're better off this way. i still smile when i remember how i rush everytime to check my msgs during our usual time and how i felt so panicky and wouldnt stop saying 'omg' when i see your name on my phone. its a fond memory but your name isnt on my phone any longer and so i'm letting this memory go. thank you because you brought out the best and worst in me.

A Mental Note

Surprised to see me here?

Yeah, me too. I can like finally blog on a weekday just like good ole PAE days. Hah, those were the days when you go to college with a smile on your face and come back home even happier. Now, cannot make it la...

Anyway, I just sat for my Chem Common Test just now and I tell you, I wasted 50 mins of my life when I could have done something that would not have stepped on my ego that badly. Firstly, 50mins for a 3 questions paper. Good deal, right? My ass.

They gave you 3 questions and with many many different parts and at the beginning of each question there is a whole paragraph of shit that doesn't concern you or the question you are doing. But, it's still there. Sounds familiar, no?

Very much like TK's chem paper (I miss doing the weekly tests, btw) but the only difference is that, you panic with TK's paper but in the end, you'll get your answer and eventually your A but this time, you panic with MJ's paper but in the end, you get silly answer that stares right at your face and eventually a smiley face on your paper. (U grade).

I just completed my gases online quiz and I scored 4/10. Not bad not bad... Anything above 0 is not bad.

Maths test coming up on Thurs and I am mentally prepared. For the worst, that is.

I completed my China Essay and I exceeded the word limit. And, that was only my 4th point. 9 pages long essay with almost 3000 words and that is not even my complete version.

OH. My council interview is on Thursday, 630pm!

Okay, I'm off to make some sense out of Maths.

When You Start To Think Of Quitting School

I want to quit school and spend the pathetic remnant of my also pathetic life at home rotting away. Then when I get too old and my parents start contemplating of disowning me, I'll go to 7-11 and apply for a job. I'll tell them proudly that I was from Tanjong Katong Secondary and have Olevels. There isn't a reason why they would hire me.

Anyway, life has been great actually. Really, don't believe me. It's so great that I am 75% clueless about what is happening in lectures and tutorials, 20% fighting the urge to snore and 5% actually trying not to drool when my eyes are already closed.

This week was better than last maybe because I've anticipated the shit I'll be in. I really don't want to talk bad about MJC just like how I abstain from talking bad about TK but I find it increasingly hard. It's not the people or the environment or anything like that, really. You know, it's that kind of thing you cannot put your finger on. That kind of thing that can either make you smile or swear. But, I don't hate MJC, in fact I've grown to like it more bit by bit. But, there's still that little something...

Anyway, my rally went off really well and judging from the comments I received after the speech, it was fantastic. And I'm hoping they did not say what they said just because we are friends cause though it's really awww sweet, it's great cause I have an ego to shield. But no, seriously, I think it went off really well and Samuel said, "Your personality was so overwhelming that it grabbed everyone's attention. Did you notice that everyone was listening to what you had to say?"

No, I didn't Samuel partly because someone I cannot recall suggested imagining the audience naked and when I did, I started seeing funny things in my head and secondly, I was too busy making sure my stained palms didn't touch my uniform.

I was afraid, paranoid that I would mess up so I decided the best solution is to write my 6 points on my palm using a pink marker. It would have been the best solution if first, I wasn't such a wussy and start to perspire and smudging the words and secondly, if I had even attempted to be discreet when I was referring to my palm during my speech.

Other than that, it was swell. Actually, the audience was really supportive and their claps and cheers made my speech better, so thank you guys! And, to those who I don't know and still came up to me to say they'll vote for me, thank you many many! :D

Anyway, I got a B for my GP diagnostic test and it was my bad because I failed to focus on the question and made sweeping statements. Purely my bad. And we did a timed GP essay yesterday and I chose "Homework is harmful. Do you agree?". I probably will not do well for this either because mine was a 4-page essay so it's a bit too long and I didn't utilise the strategy taught. So maybe, it's a B again but please please not a C.

Chemistry is losing its charm. I am not just saying this because my new best-friend is GP but because first, Chem is getting hard like balls (HAHA) and MJ place such great emphasis on presentation that the beauty in Chemistry dies. And, they are really strict with their marking. There is no error carrying forward so for one of my assignments, my first step was correct but because somehow the answer that I got was wrong, the whole question was crossed. And, it happened for 2 out of 3 questions. No method marks, no nothing so I failed la. 4.5/23. I should go for "Calculator-Pressing" remedial. I passed the latest one though, 8.5/14 but you can see it's as good as failing.

Anyway, I have to do my PI all over again cause Mr Chiang feels that the scope on Nasir Abas is too narrow that I may not have enough research materials for later stage. If it was some lame ass teacher, I probably would be fuming mad but because he is a nice guy, I willingly researched all over again and completed half of the PI already.

I have to do a research essay for CSE and it has to be 2000-2500 words with proper citation. I'm doing it and the more words I type, the more I wish to be electorouted. Then, the other half of the PI, then study for Chemistry and Maths tests next week.

This post is getting too long.

Ama: What do you get when you cross a bunny with an insect?

Mr Chiang: (pondering hard) Eight legs and two ears?

Ama: No, if you give me excellent marks for my PI, I will tell you a lame joke a day.

Mr Chiang: Hahaha, I'm sure you have plenty to offer.

Built a repuation for myself already.

Toodles.

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I'm in library@Meridian now. The key board feels strange. I can't type properly. jfklsdjasiodjasodj. That's what I meant.

Anyway, rally went off well. Really well actually. Phew. Will update more.

This is a worthless post.

Okay, I'm off for a meeting.