Just came back from church.
Mind you, my church service starts at 7.30 am -.-
Anyways, was kind of lazy to update this blog.
Yeah, common tests were finally over on Friday.
Those were the best papers I ever sat for in the NP.
And this simply because I STUDIED for the tests.
Hope I can get straight As.
Have been watching Doraemon these few days.
Wished I have a robot like Doraemon.
This shall be my Christmas, new year and birthday wish!
Anyone?
Now holiday shall start offcially tomorrow.
I don't really have any concrete plans yet.
Probably will be going out with Jia Jia one of the days.
Other than that, I'm not too sure.
And, I promised my mum that I will study at home. -.- (She made me do it)
Sometimes I really wonder what the holidays are for?
Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King...
2009年12月19日土曜日
2009年12月5日土曜日
Take a break
Common tests start on 14 December till the 18th. Only 3 papers this time round, FFA, MAEC and Blaw. Monday, Wednesday and Friday and then term break!
For now, I guess I will have to revise my FFA, since my INFA was not very strong. The very basics are truly very important indeed. Well, that cannot be emphasized any further.
Things are happening all the time. I can't possibly post everything here, so I may as well don't post anything at all. Well, this is just me.
And, I guess I will not be posting anything till common tests are over.
Do wish me good luck for my common tests!
ありがどう ございます！
For now, I guess I will have to revise my FFA, since my INFA was not very strong. The very basics are truly very important indeed. Well, that cannot be emphasized any further.
Things are happening all the time. I can't possibly post everything here, so I may as well don't post anything at all. Well, this is just me.
And, I guess I will not be posting anything till common tests are over.
Do wish me good luck for my common tests!
ありがどう ございます！
2009年12月4日金曜日
ドラえもん
If not for Doraemon, I would never really like a cat.
I'm addicted to Doraemon! He's just so cute! Everytime I look or think of his image would make me feel happy.
I'm addicted to Doraemon! He's just so cute! Everytime I look or think of his image would make me feel happy.
I want to have lots of Doraemon staffs! (I have quite a few already but I just want more!)
I'm trying to construct a Doraemon themed blogskin. I have to admit that I'm really a noob at making blogskins. In fact, I have never make one before. I have no idea of how all the freaking long, funny looking codes would make up all the really gorgeous, beautiful (you name it) looking blogskins. Maybe it's not the right time to start exploring. But, I'm determined to make MY Doraemon blogskin!
Anyone who can help please do help me!
ドラえもんが 大好きです！！！
2009年12月1日火曜日
New Skin
Thank God e-learning week was over and I survived it.
Had been a little busy these few days and thus neglected this blog.
When I was just checking around and by gum! My blogskin died.
Apparently, the blog designer uploaded those images on something called "photobasket" or whatever, and she has not been activating her "photobasket" account for more than 90 days. And that's why......
Fine. I guess Jia Jia is right. Don't trust those customized blogskins, just use the default one and you can hold onto it forever. But how I envy people like Amanda, who never had a problem like mine. Many or in fact, most of her blogskins could last more than a year or so. Manda, you are damn lucky!
By the way, how do you like my new skin? I did make some changes to it myself. It's really MY skin now.
Alright, slowly. Things shall get better. I pray.
Had been a little busy these few days and thus neglected this blog.
When I was just checking around and by gum! My blogskin died.
Apparently, the blog designer uploaded those images on something called "photobasket" or whatever, and she has not been activating her "photobasket" account for more than 90 days. And that's why......
Fine. I guess Jia Jia is right. Don't trust those customized blogskins, just use the default one and you can hold onto it forever. But how I envy people like Amanda, who never had a problem like mine. Many or in fact, most of her blogskins could last more than a year or so. Manda, you are damn lucky!
By the way, how do you like my new skin? I did make some changes to it myself. It's really MY skin now.
Alright, slowly. Things shall get better. I pray.
2009年11月24日火曜日
Feeling Fat
I feel fat. Well, maybe just feeling fatter than I used to be.
When I look into the mirror. What do I see?
Fats.
I need to control myself and abstain from overeating as well as eating too fast. I used to do that a lot and I didn't get very fat because my body (or my small intestines to be exact) could not absorb well. But now, situations have changed. I could feel that even drinking plain water could make me fat. (Oh, gosh!) Thanks so much to the TCM which my grandma prescribed for me. They worked wonders throughout my gut.
I'm going to do something about it. You bet.
I picked up a badge in "Makan Place" (an eating place or food court in NP) that reads:
"I'm fat, you're ugly. But I can diet"
What a sadistic presumption. (Of course, sadism here is nonsexual sadism)
By the way, just came to realisation that e-learning week could be such a killer and I just died after viewing all the assignments to be completed within this week.
Friends, your condolences!
When I look into the mirror. What do I see?
Fats.
I need to control myself and abstain from overeating as well as eating too fast. I used to do that a lot and I didn't get very fat because my body (or my small intestines to be exact) could not absorb well. But now, situations have changed. I could feel that even drinking plain water could make me fat. (Oh, gosh!) Thanks so much to the TCM which my grandma prescribed for me. They worked wonders throughout my gut.
I'm going to do something about it. You bet.
I picked up a badge in "Makan Place" (an eating place or food court in NP) that reads:
"I'm fat, you're ugly. But I can diet"
What a sadistic presumption. (Of course, sadism here is nonsexual sadism)
By the way, just came to realisation that e-learning week could be such a killer and I just died after viewing all the assignments to be completed within this week.
Friends, your condolences!
2009年11月23日月曜日
The Vulnerable Me
This hormonal imbalance thing is really not doing me any good.
I have since become very "vulnerable". My frequency of crying because I am angry or fumed has increased sharply. I did not used to cry whenever I am very upset with my mum. But this few weeks,I cried after each head on argument with her.
Darn, I am getting too emotional, or is't depression? Either one is not good.
Take for example just now. She suddenly started blaming me for making noise when I practice violin. She never said that before that girl started playing with the violin at night.
A girl who shares the house with us and stays upstairs, has some 5 or 6 years of violin background. She did not have her violin with her and I agreed lending her the violin out of goodwill, since she also helps me to tune the violin. That was how all it started. She's been practicing at night which irritates my mum a lot. Last night, it was 10.21 and she was still so engrossed in her playing. My mum was already in bed. I had no choice but to send the girl a message, politely hinting that maybe she could continue playing the next day. Thank God, she stopped promptly upon receiving my message.
That was not the end which I thought was.
Just after lunch, I was getting ready to practice as I always did, my mum suddenly asked me to shut the door at the balcony. I was puzzled and asked her why. She told me it was noisy. But to who? She said to her. I got even more confused. My mum's face got really black as she complained about last night.
"All because of you bringing home this stupid thing!"
"I didn't ask her to play at night! You should talk to HER!"
"Then get rid of the stupid thing!"
She went back into the bedroom and shut the door behind her.
Guess what?I was tearing already. Again. And I hate being so vulnerable.
Went to IKEA at Queenstown with my BMGT group mates for our e-learning week assignment. Bought a new school bag together with Jia Jia. She got the black one and I got the white one of the same design. Of course, I did ask my mum's permission to buy it despite we were in the middle of "war". Then, everything was resolved. What a day.
One last thing, I was not allowed to go to Jia Jia's house tomorrow to practice violin. We were both quite disappointed. Jia Jia was telling me that last night she dreamt of me going to her house. However she could not find me and was very worried. Now it seemed that the dream was "the omen."
I have since become very "vulnerable". My frequency of crying because I am angry or fumed has increased sharply. I did not used to cry whenever I am very upset with my mum. But this few weeks,
Darn, I am getting too emotional, or is't depression? Either one is not good.
Take for example just now. She suddenly started blaming me for making noise when I practice violin. She never said that before that girl started playing with the violin at night.
A girl who shares the house with us and stays upstairs, has some 5 or 6 years of violin background. She did not have her violin with her and I agreed lending her the violin out of goodwill, since she also helps me to tune the violin. That was how all it started. She's been practicing at night which irritates my mum a lot. Last night, it was 10.21 and she was still so engrossed in her playing. My mum was already in bed. I had no choice but to send the girl a message, politely hinting that maybe she could continue playing the next day. Thank God, she stopped promptly upon receiving my message.
That was not the end which I thought was.
Just after lunch, I was getting ready to practice as I always did, my mum suddenly asked me to shut the door at the balcony. I was puzzled and asked her why. She told me it was noisy. But to who? She said to her. I got even more confused. My mum's face got really black as she complained about last night.
"All because of you bringing home this stupid thing!"
"I didn't ask her to play at night! You should talk to HER!"
"Then get rid of the stupid thing!"
She went back into the bedroom and shut the door behind her.
Guess what?
Went to IKEA at Queenstown with my BMGT group mates for our e-learning week assignment. Bought a new school bag together with Jia Jia. She got the black one and I got the white one of the same design. Of course, I did ask my mum's permission to buy it despite we were in the middle of "war". Then, everything was resolved. What a day.
One last thing, I was not allowed to go to Jia Jia's house tomorrow to practice violin. We were both quite disappointed. Jia Jia was telling me that last night she dreamt of me going to her house. However she could not find me and was very worried. Now it seemed that the dream was "the omen."
2009年11月22日日曜日
"Toxicated"
Have been having some inflammations at the back of my left ear for 3 days. It's getting a bit more painful each day. Also, I could not wear my spectacles for the past 3 days. Reading and writing have been much a toil for me. I'm still considering whether I should hold my spectacles like a magnifying glass. Would that be even worse?
Guess I'm having some kind of hormonal imbalance since about 2 to 3 weeks ago. There have been persistent growths of pimples on my face, supper good appetite, very moody at times and also quite irritable. Am I feeling stressed? Maybe. But over what? School? CCAs? Expectations? Whatever. Oh well, I need a break but I can't. Seriously, life in a polytechnic is like heaven as compared to that of a Junior College I suppose? Why am I still complaining? Am I? Perhaps only physically since there is mental denial.
I told my mum about the my ear inflammations. She took a look and said I never give her a break, always complaining pains or aches here and there. But I could comprehend that as a form of love and concern from her. She then went on telling me that I should not worry about the inflammation since I would not die of it. Wow, how enlightening her words of wisdom were. That's just my mum. Whenever I tell her I feel sick or lacking of something, she'll sound as if she's scolding me for being so "weak", but the next day she'll do whatever necessary to make me well, like cooking green bean soup, buying more fruits etc.
I wonder if all mothers are like that?
Yeah, this coming week is the e-learning week for my school (Business& Accountancy). It is deemed more like a holiday by everyone, me included.
I'm almost tearing right now.
Guess I'm having some kind of hormonal imbalance since about 2 to 3 weeks ago. There have been persistent growths of pimples on my face, supper good appetite, very moody at times and also quite irritable. Am I feeling stressed? Maybe. But over what? School? CCAs? Expectations? Whatever. Oh well, I need a break but I can't. Seriously, life in a polytechnic is like heaven as compared to that of a Junior College I suppose? Why am I still complaining? Am I? Perhaps only physically since there is mental denial.
I told my mum about the my ear inflammations. She took a look and said I never give her a break, always complaining pains or aches here and there. But I could comprehend that as a form of love and concern from her. She then went on telling me that I should not worry about the inflammation since I would not die of it. Wow, how enlightening her words of wisdom were. That's just my mum. Whenever I tell her I feel sick or lacking of something, she'll sound as if she's scolding me for being so "weak", but the next day she'll do whatever necessary to make me well, like cooking green bean soup, buying more fruits etc.
I wonder if all mothers are like that?
Yeah, this coming week is the e-learning week for my school (Business& Accountancy). It is deemed more like a holiday by everyone, me included.
2009年11月20日金曜日
The Myth and Truth about Me
This is probably my 3rd or 4th blog. All my previous blogs did not manage to celebrate their 1st birthday. I wonder how long would this blog survive. God knows.
Guess I need more motivations from YOU, my dear FRIENDS!
Many people had told me about their 1st impression or just some impressions of me before they really got to know me. They kind of amused me more than they surprised me.
Just felt like sharing this particular kind of comment I always got from people.
Many teachers, and perhaps some other people, thought that I was a very sporty person who must be involved in one kind of sport or other.
Just this afternoon, during my BMGT tutorial, the tutor found out that I was not a Singaporean and added that I looked very sporty to her. "You look very sporty and I thought you play sports like tennis." I laughed.
My lower secondary science teacher once asked me what CCA was I in (when she just happened to see me near the staff room) and was shocked to find out that I was only a member of a particular society. "I thought you were from some sports CCA, like volleyball or badminton." She remarked with disbelief. Again, I laughed.
At other instances outside of school, some much senior persons said almost the same thing.
So that One Myth about me is that "I am sporty".
The Truth is that "I don't consider myself sporty and I don't like outdoor activities very much because of the sun, sweat, smell... However I am health conscious enough to do some physical exercises in the evening or at night." (Wow, what a long truth)
Moral of the story, appearance and looks are deceiving, therefore never judge a book by its cover.
But it still made me wonder why those people who had thought me sporty thought me sporty. I asked Mum and she offered a fairly probable reason, "Girls with short hairs usually appear sporty." Yes, appear sporty, but not necessarily sporty.
And one more thing, I am wondering what was the pretty girl really thinking in her head whenshe kissed me today.
Guess I need more motivations from YOU, my dear FRIENDS!
Many people had told me about their 1st impression or just some impressions of me before they really got to know me. They kind of amused me more than they surprised me.
Just felt like sharing this particular kind of comment I always got from people.
Many teachers, and perhaps some other people, thought that I was a very sporty person who must be involved in one kind of sport or other.
Just this afternoon, during my BMGT tutorial, the tutor found out that I was not a Singaporean and added that I looked very sporty to her. "You look very sporty and I thought you play sports like tennis." I laughed.
My lower secondary science teacher once asked me what CCA was I in (when she just happened to see me near the staff room) and was shocked to find out that I was only a member of a particular society. "I thought you were from some sports CCA, like volleyball or badminton." She remarked with disbelief. Again, I laughed.
At other instances outside of school, some much senior persons said almost the same thing.
So that One Myth about me is that "I am sporty".
The Truth is that "I don't consider myself sporty and I don't like outdoor activities very much because of the sun, sweat, smell... However I am health conscious enough to do some physical exercises in the evening or at night." (Wow, what a long truth)
Moral of the story, appearance and looks are deceiving, therefore never judge a book by its cover.
But it still made me wonder why those people who had thought me sporty thought me sporty. I asked Mum and she offered a fairly probable reason, "Girls with short hairs usually appear sporty." Yes, appear sporty, but not necessarily sporty.
And one more thing, I am wondering what was the pretty girl really thinking in her head when
